The Record of Unusual Creatures

In the depths of the lush virgin jungles in the southern part of the Talos Kingdom, a messy but lively temporary camp is preparing for the dinner of the day, a huge black wolf like a calf tearing a tens of meters long jungle giant. The lizard peeled off its thick skin, and the gnoll raised a huge bonfire. The burning flame burned the precious black eucalyptus in the forest. Light and heat dispelled all the beasts that dared to approach. And the magical thing, even the chaotic power that is pressing hard at the step seems to have been slightly dispelled by the fire, and the konjac and the bear blame, which are always incompatible with the fire, are miraculously busy in a team. Responsible for collecting trees or protecting camps. If an elf scholar from the Green Tower sees this scene in the forest, the ears will be stunned, because every kind of Warcraft in this camp cannot theoretically coexist. The consequences of such a variety of World of Warcraft are often only one, that is, the endless melee, they will hit each other's brains...

However, these World of Warcraft are so huddled together peacefully, and they look familiar with each other, and they are already familiar with such a common life.

Because a powerful leader unites them together, the leader is strong, fair and majestic, she will get rid of the head of every disobedient, whether it is a wolf or a bear, or even a stinky The dwarf, the leader has to go to the mouth...

After the double-digit hapless challenge of the head wolf, the Warcraft United Tribe from the Southern Air Island is in an unprecedented unity...

Caracius was wrapped in a monk's robe and sat on a stone near the big bonfire, and the thin cheeks reflected the red fire. Near the big bonfire is the site of the gnoll, and this short and cruel World of Warcraft has a reputation in the human world, so the other members of the investigation team are afraid to rely too close to the bonfire, only the high-ranking monk is an exception. He seems to have accepted the status quo of a group of Warcraft asylum from the beginning, and expressed great respect to the "head wolf" girl. Now the old monk is quietly observing the "head wolf" move. Every word and deed of the latter makes the famous scholar quite curious and sometimes even shocked.

The "head wolf" seems to know that all languages ​​include not only Warcraft, but also humans. She can use her various squeaks to make her own herd, and can use the pure and surprising Ansu or Colo. The lingua franca and the members of the investigation team talked. This afternoon, she even used the fluent ancient Zroll and Berman monks to make a theory. The reason was only that the Berman monk smashed his head in ancient language. The dwarf who tore his robes. The argument made the high-ranking monks impressed: the wolf girl from the jungle, the animal skin, and the seemingly rough head wolf directly said that the man, known as the language master, was speechless, and the fluency of the ancient language was simply doubtful. This wolf came from the ancient Zrollian Empire time and space!

Originally, after seeing the appearance of the "head wolf", Karasius also thought that this was a human orphan that happened to be on the empty island outside the domain. The label of "rough" and "unknown" was his first impression, but Now he feels that he is wrong.

What he is more curious about is the light of order that is constantly released from the wolf.

The powerful, gentle, seemingly inexhaustible order of light, it is this radiance that shelters everyone, allowing this huge mixed team to walk through the dangerous shadow jungle to the present, the aftermath of the chaotic storm In fact, at this moment, it has spread to the mainland. The entire southern part of Ansu is probably polluted. The jungle that everyone is crossing is also one of the areas that have been eroded by chaos. The twisted vision and chaotic monsters that are encountered from time to time are the best. Proof that all these dangerous factors have not stopped the steps of the wolf and her herd. The miracle girl who is "incarnate as holy" seems to have no idea where she is walking with the team. She carries an unreasonable reason. The rushing momentum is all the way forward, so it is so rampant that the army is passing through the chaotic edge of the chaos. Now they are about to leave the barbaric and enter the order border of the Talos Kingdom.

Incarnation is holy... Karasius repeated this word in his mind. He looked at the "head wolf" wearing the light and stood on a high stone and scolded the stupid bear to work. It feels a bit strange. As a high-ranking monk, he had an inevitable awe of Lily's release of the light of order, but reason made him want to explore the secret behind this phenomenon: what kind of reason can be Let a mortal create this "force field" of near sacred objects?

Is it as the prophet of the Guzlol Empire said that a mortal person will have a **** who inherits the blood of the goddess?

But why is such a god-like person going to land on an uninhabited field? Why did she not go to the leader class or the elves to fight chaos, but instead chose to lead a group of Warcraft? what does this mean? Has the mortal lost his trust in God?

Carrasius couldn't help but take a nap and was scared by his own thoughts.

"Yeah, uncle, are you cold?" A loud voice interrupted the thoughts of the high-ranking monk's mind. He hadn't had time to look up, and there was a white shadow flashing through his eyes. Lily, who wore a wolf skin, jumped and jumped. On the stone in front of Karasius's eyes, she looked at the bright-eyed big eyes and looked at the middle-aged man who would always be distracted. "How can you only have a fire here?"

Caracius stunned, and realized that the "head wolf" was talking to himself, so he quickly rectified his expression (in the past he only had to face the pope): "Heavy wolf, thank you for your concern." Others are probably... fear your beast."

Lily grabbed her hair and looked up at the humans who had raised a bunch of small bonfires not far away. They looked inexplicably: "What do you do... my men are very polite to them."

"Please don't misunderstand," Karasius explained quickly. "In fact, everyone is very grateful for your help. The people of Sanctuary are not ungrateful people, just... We appreciate your help, but it is inevitable that you will be afraid of your Warcraft. Perhaps you don't know, these are the ones you led... Many of them are fierce in our human world."

Karasius’s words and deeds, the sub-ethnics living in the barren areas have always been the subject of the civilized world used to scare children, although the human civilization can always expel these barbaric sub-ethnics in the border with strong force. Beyond, but these innately powerful "monsters" are still scary when they are alone with humans.

If a well-trained knight is removed from the armed forces, it may not even be an opponent of a minor konjac.

The combatants of the investigation team now have only 30 people surviving, but there are thousands of Warcraft around them. If these Warcraft suddenly lose control, then the entire team of the investigation team may only add up to the death. Choose between the heroic and the "extremely strong".

Lily also knows the meaning of Caracius. She doesn't care. She just puts her hand at random: "It's just casual. Anyway, I am the head of the beast. You love it. Oh, poor my balloon... ”

As she spoke, she looked in the direction of the jungle, where her hot air balloon or airship fell.

The original airship arrived in the southern forest in peace. Unfortunately, a sudden storm over the forest was not a supernatural storm rolled up by chaotic forces, but an ordinary thunderstorm and gale. This thunderstorm was quite common on the floating continental edge, so Lily The light of order has lost its use. The hot air balloon has fought with nature in the storm, and finally completed a thrilling forced landing... Of course you have to say that the thing is crashing.

Except for a few unlucky ones that were thrown out during the storm, most of the occupants survived, and the Warcrafts also rescued a little material. This is the result of Lily's great voyage.

The great head wolf sighed again, distressed his hot air balloon, and by the way, he felt the big blue whale ribs that were taken out at that time. It was a pity to see, but it was the best thing to eat. She was reluctant to eat specially prepared to stay. The New World has tasted the landlord...

Karasius naturally knows what the "head wolf" in front of him is distressing. In fact, his distress is not lighter than Lily: the flagship of the most powerful magical warship of the sanctuary has just crashed into the chaotic abyss and crashed in his hands. This makes the high-ranking monks think of a liver tremor every time they think about it.

If the ship makes him pay for it, it is estimated that the wages of the next half of life will not be counted...

Lily baked the fire, opened her mouth and made a big yawn. She looked at her white light with a bit of trouble. She looked tangled: "This is unlucky... It’s like a flashlight, I have three I can't sleep at night."

Carla Xiuston coughed fiercely.

Just then, a burst of buzz from the outside of the camp interrupted Lily’s complaints and the cough of the high-ranking monks.

Two dwarfs with blood were screaming and ran back from the depths of the forest. (To be continued.)

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