Cataclysmic Transformation

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"What? Impossible!" Diallo's expression looked incredulous. "But what you said is true?"

"it is true!"

It was n’t the griffin captain who answered, but the Holy Crusade Commander Wharton, nodded blankly when he saw him, "It ’s true, the ancient Necromancer is so powerful, his strange and terrifying undead magic and endless emergence The means of attack makes you invincible! "[Search for the latest updates

As he said, Wharton slowly raised his head, "Before one hundred thousand years ago, the Holy See was just a small force, and the Necromancer who practiced the magic of the undead was already the largest force on the mainland. Their power The name is-Scourge Church! "

Diallo took a deep breath and asked, "So, the legend of the Necromancer is true? Master, where did the news come from?"

Wharton paused. "The secret collection of Mount Hyjal. Before going out, I went in and searched for books and materials about the magic of undead ..."

"Kungfu pays off. These books are finally found by me. It is recorded in the fifth volume of the Elder Scrolls. The mainland was ruled by the undead line of the Scourge Church 100,000 years ago. As they became more and more unpopular, The whole continent was filled with anger and anger, so the Holy Church took the lead in rebelling and blew the horn of "jihad", and the war was triggered at once ... "

"The war lasted seven years, the Holy See finally defeated the Scourge Church, and the mainland ended its dark rule and finally returned to light ..."

Everyone listened quietly, and the atmosphere didn't pant. Secrets like this have no chance to hear from their status.

Wharton's eyes slowly swept across the faces of the people, and a low voice said, "Do you think that the gap between the human race, the orcs, elves and the Warcraft family is too great?"

No one answered, and their answers were written on their faces. Compared to humans, the elves and the orcs are really much stronger. Like the orcs living in the alpine regions, their physical qualities are many times stronger than humans. A two-year-old orc child can already beat an adult ordinary human to find his teeth. As long as the orc is an adult, he does not need to practice much. He is already a qualified warrior, not to mention that the orc has various wars. Skills, strong physical qualities and powerful combat skills, the orc's strength exceeds that of humans of the same level, let alone the elves, not to mention the super magic talent is hard to look behind.

Wharton smiled slightly, "According to the Elder Scrolls Five, 100,000 years ago, it was this Scourge Church that oppressed the orcs, elves, and Warcraft families. At that time, no one dared to defy the Scourge Church's orders! The words of the Scourge Church are the will! "

Everyone heard a breath of air, and a human force could actually suppress the Orc, Elf, and Warcraft families, and let them bow their heads to obey. How powerful is it?

The talents of the orcs, elves, and Warcraft are innate. They were naturally higher races 100,000 years ago.

What is a higher race? It is the comparison of the strengths of various races in the same period. The stronger the race, the more advanced. Under the same conditions, a 10-year-old human teenager cannot beat a 10-year-old orc boy. This is the natural advantage of race. The inferior race of mankind is unmatched.

In general, the Warcraft family has the highest talents, followed by elves, orcs again, and the lowest is humans. It can be said that humans with weak bodies and elemental affinity have no natural advantages at all, compared with those of higher races. More prominent.

At the time of the Scourge Church 100,000 years ago, human beings of lower races actually suppressed the warcraft, elves, and orcs of higher races. What kind of world is this?

The word "suppression" can't be used indiscriminately. In a world where strength is important, there is no considerable strength. Talking about suppression, it would be fine if you are not eliminated. From the perspective of the general humans now, a human family born without any advantage It is simply impossible to do this.

Everyone's mind flashed the idea, "Is the human race 100,000 years ago also a higher race?"

After Wharton finished his speech, everyone fell into silence and was deeply shocked to hear this.

"Oh! What are you worrying about?" Silent smiled for a long time, but Diallo smiled a little, but his smile was a little reluctant. "Even if there is still a natural disaster in the dead magic, the church is even more powerful, is it not eliminated by our Holy Church? ? "

Diallo said with a smile, "This also proves from the side that our Holy Church is more powerful than the Scourge Church!"

Diallo talked, and everyone listened in his ears, only to feel a slack look. After all, the Necromancer is their enemy. No matter who it is, it wo n’t feel comfortable to hear that his enemy is powerful.

Diallo looked to Wharton, as if asking for his opinion. Wharton thought for a while and sighed, "Dialo, you are not unreasonable, but in this ancient scroll record, many The Dongxi language is unclear. Whether these things are facts or not, there is no way to verify what happened at that time. I have been thinking, is there such a strong presence in the history of our Holy Church? "

Wharton shook his head, "Even during the heyday of our Holy See, the higher races were just equals, far behind the days of the Scourge Church!"

"Uh! This!" Diallo's tone became full of breath, "Maybe our ancestors are too powerful, and we as young people do not fight! It is said that our human strength is weakened a lot compared to the ancient times!"

Wharton shook his head and waved his hand, saying, "If you don't say this, no matter how powerful the Scourge Church and the magic of the undead can't change the fact that they are heretics and incarnations of evil, they stand on the opposite side of justice. Doomed to die! "

Wharton's eyes jumped with glory, "No matter where he flees, they will be wiped out spiritually and violently by us. This is our mission and our mission!"

Some people said that the blood was boiling, everyone stretched out their hands and pressed their chests, kneeled on one knee, and said aloud, "Master Jin Zun orders ..."

With a wave of his hand, Wharton took a deep breath and slammed down, "Start!"

...

The green grass is faint, the cool breeze is practiced, and after the cold winter passes, the earth renews its vitality, and at a glance, it is full of spring scenes.

Among the green grass, a humble building suddenly appeared.

Mercenary station!

The mercenary station is a place for mercenaries to go out to rest and dine. They are generally on the road that must pass between cities. Mercenaries see such buildings as if they feel home.

It is true that mercenaries who have been drifting away for years have no place at all. The mercenary station can be said to be a warm home for mercenaries.

Here they have everything they want, exquisite food, comfortable beds, and beautiful women.

"Just rest here!" Ron, who had been away for a long time, was tired, thirsty, and hungry. He saw a tavern-like place in front of him, and a smile appeared on his face, and he felt comfortable.

As soon as Ron entered the door, a pungent smell of sweat drifted over. He fixed his eyes. The simple dozen or so tables in it were almost full of people. It seems that this simple and dangerous pub has a good business, Luo Eun thought.

The first floor was already full. Ron found a seat on the second floor and sat down. A short time later, a waiter greeted him and said with a smile on his face, "Hello sir, this is a small mercenary station. May I ask you something? "

Ron casually ordered a few things, and the waiter took notes one by one, and said after a while, "Sir, benefit five gold coins!"

"Huh! So expensive?" Ron was taken aback by the price quoted by the waiter. As far as he knew, those things were only worth a few silver coins.

Ron felt a little painful, and immediately asked, "This ... can the price be cheaper?"

The waiter had a professional smile on his face, "I'm sorry, sir, we @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html the price of this mercenary station is unified across the continent!"

"That's it!" Ron nodded helplessly and threw five gold coins.

"Okay, sir, please take out the mercenary medal and register!" The waiter took the money and said with a smile.

"Uh, do you want this thing for a meal?" Ron's eyes widened, and an incredible expression appeared on his face. He shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I don't have this thing!"

"Oh, it turns out that Mr. is not a mercenary!" As soon as the waiter heard this, his face calmed down, and he said stiffly, "So sorry, Mr., according to the regulations of our mercenary union, non-mercenary soldiers go to the mercenary station to eat, All charges will be doubled, that is to say, sir, you need to pay ten gold coins! "

"What? Still raising the price?" Ron almost jumped when he heard that the five gold coins were already too expensive to die. Now people who are not mercenaries have to double the price, which will make people not live. This is simply grabbing money!

These ten or twenty gold coins are not money for some mercenaries at all, and Ron can afford it, but he has always been frugal and must not split a gold coin into two halves.

The waiter's face was cold, he said ** sirly, "Sir, this is what our mercenary union regulations are. After all, our mercenary station only serves mercenaries. For humanitarian reasons, we also accept Non-mercenary people consume here, but the price is twice as expensive, sir, if you do not plan to eat here, please leave! "

The movement here attracted the attention of the mercenaries around. They saw the waiter of the mercenary station arguing with a person who was not a mercenary. A threatening glance swept over.

"Okay! I'll give it!" Ron was helpless and took ten gold coins out of the space bag and threw them on the table. At this time, he was hungry and had to pinch his nose to recognize it.

Even if the money was collected, the waiter's eyes were still cold, and they were judged as enthusiastic as before. Since he knew he was not a mercenary, the waiter had never given him a good face.

"Cut, what's so great, isn't it just a mercenary? Sometimes I also do a few and become a mercenary!" Ron was indignant as he looked at the waiter's back.

At this time, an old voice came into his ears.

"Brother, you are fine, give some money!"