Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 222

As night fell, darkness enveloped the land, and Elune rose from the west, covering the entire forest in a layer of silver light.

Amidst the chirping of insects, the campfire was lit, and the dry branches crackled in the flames. Cowley rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Galina's ability to survive in the wild is much better than mine, remember The day we go in the rain? That's a disaster."

This sentence immediately evoked the memories of several people. Everyone buried their heads in front of the bonfire. The flames and sparks rose slowly in the night sky without looking up.

"Of course, my wilderness survival skills were the best at that time," Galina said with a forced smile to ease the atmosphere.

"That's right, when we were at the Hillsbrad farm, it was Cowley who taught the two of us," Black said in a low voice, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes, "At that time, the two of us were fledgling Looks like a rookie, only Cowley has some adventure experience."

"Really?" Galina tried hard to imagine how embarrassing they were, and couldn't help laughing.

The atmosphere gradually became active, and everyone discussed excitedly for a while, as if this was the last time they got together, no one raised the question of sleeping, a few people talked about some interesting things in the past, laughed loudly, the bonfire glowed red, and their faces A blazing bonfire is set off against it.

However, just like what Auror Astra said, no matter how good a dinner party is, there is an end. In the end, everyone fell silent and the bonfire dimmed a bit.

"Sleep," Cowley said.

Karl lowered his head, and the scenes of the past two months appeared in his mind, and a voice came to his mind: "disappeared silently, submerged in the history of Azeroth."

"No," Carl raised his head, his eyes glowing light blue in the dark Huang Jingzhong.

"Our adventure team will not disappear, it will become the best adventure team!"

"So, even if we are separated, the adventure team will not disband, and one day we will get together again."

Carl's voice echoed in the silent night sky.

It was already noon the next day when we arrived at Luomu Town. The town is located on a protruding boulder platform next to the cliff, close to the Carter Forest. There are about 200 permanent residents living in the town, with hundreds of adventurers walking on the street. On the road, the town showed unusual prosperity.

When Carl and others entered Luomu Town, a large group of adventurers immediately surrounded them, and everyone was stunned for a moment, "Could it be that these people are trying to rob in broad daylight!"

"Brother mage, do you want to take an adventure with us? We are ready, just waiting for a powerful mage," an adventurer dressed as a thief rushed into the crowd, holding on to Karl's legendary mage. Robe, said with bright eyes.

"Nonsense, man, you should join our adventure team. Only a strong fighter like me can protect you from any harm!" A human with a height of nearly 2 meters squeezed the ranger away and shouted.

"Mr. Mage, intervene with us! There are many benefits!" A fiery elf ranger wearing a tight leather armor, blinked, stuck out his flexible tongue, licked his lips, and grabbed a corner of Cal's robe, Said boldly.

The uproarious voices became louder and louder, and Karl and his party were a little at a loss as to why.

Carl quickly realized and replied calmly: "Sorry, I have an adventure team!"

"There is a team! Day! Don't say it earlier! Waste my time!" The adventurers immediately lost interest when they heard this, and quickly left cursing.

Karl opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a few words, "Why is this!"

"Hahaha!" Carol smiled gloatingly, mocking the emaciated Carl wantonly.

"Hee hee." Galina's very ladylike smile didn't show her teeth, she covered her lips and smiled softly.

"hey-hey!"

Everyone walked away talking and laughing for a while, while Carl and Cowley looked at the parchment restored by Talisa quietly. He carefully sorted out the information on the slate on a piece of parchment, and what was presented to the two of them was an incomplete and mysterious map.

After looking at it for a while, Cowley said suddenly: "According to the place pointed on the map, I may know it, but it's a bit strange."

Everyone stopped, and Carl asked, "What? Did you see something?"

"The document on this map refers to the 'treasure in lennesion'."

"This is the language of the high elves, and it probably means that it is located in a mountain range called Lennesion," Karl explained to everyone in a low voice.

"We just need to find this mountain range called Lennesion."

"Yeah, I'm not saying there's a problem with the map or that we've got it wrong, I found something interesting," Cowley laughed.

"Do you know? On this map, there is no town mark where we are, and there is a city mark thirty miles to the southwest, but there is nothing there," he continued.

"The history of Falling Curtain Town is less than 200 years. It was after discovering a kind of soul crystal in the Carter Mountains that an outpost was established to facilitate the supply of adventurers. Most of the adventurers in the town go to the Carter Mountains to collect The soul spar team is also the reason why they need mages, although mages are not as good as priests, there are still many ways to deal with ghosts and undead."

Carl's deep voice continued, "This map has a history of at least 1 years. After so many years of changes, times have changed, and some discrepancies are normal."

On the other side of the town, four tall and straight figures stood with their backs to the sun. They looked around the environment here, obviously newcomers.

"There are not many adventurers, I like the environment here, hahaha," the tall human being headed by him carried a two-handed giant sword on his back, and his long crimson hair stood upright, burning with raging flames. There is a mountain-like momentum there.

Following him was a human thief, his eyes shone with insight into people's hearts, and the red pupils made passers-by avoid his gaze and did not dare to look at him. He looked up at the sky and smiled slightly.

The third person held his head up, his eyes were looking straight ahead, almost expressionless, his lips moved, and he uttered a few words: "They have been here for three days, now we just need to meet them."

At the end of the line was a spell caster wrapped in a cloak. His height of less than 1 meters showed his identity. He stretched out his black rock-like hand, gripped his staff tightly, and complained: "What a bunch of troublesome guys, It’s just a 6-year-old relic, do we need to dispatch so many people?”

(End of this chapter)