Azeroth Hoag Biography

"Look into my eyes, take a deep breath, inhale, exhale, don't think about anything, relax, take it easy, have a good sleep now! When you wake up..." Following the soft voice of the coyote demigod , Garona's eyes slowly closed. The real world was getting farther and farther away from her. Whether it was the voice of the hyena demigod or the headache that kept tormenting her at that moment, they gradually disappeared without a trace. trace.

"Merrell, be careful. The energy I leaked during the transformation process is likely to attract some uninvited guests!" Seeing that Garona's consciousness had entered a state of complete calm, the coyote demigod turned his head and faced Merrill gave instructions, and then began to walk slowly in a circle with Garona sleeping on the ground as the center.

Deep footprints were left on the ground where the coyote demigod passed by. Soon, green and dense plants grew rapidly from the footprints left by the coyote demigod. When the coyote demigod surrounded Ga Lorna turned around several times, and when she finally stopped, a low wall made of layers of plants suddenly appeared next to Garona. Of course, this low wall was only for coyote demigods, not for mortals. To a large extent, the wall formed by green plants was already higher than their heads.

The coyote demigod gently stepped over the low wall he had just created, then raised a paw and gently touched the red blessing mark on Garona's forehead, and then used a little bit of the purified wild power. Bit by bit, it was injected into Garona's body through the mark, and as the hyena demigod said, the pure wild power escaping from this transformation process attracted a large number of beasts.

These wild beasts that have been polluted by evil energy and become evil-looking obviously like this kind of wild energy. They emerge from the mountains and forests one after another, and then enjoy the flow of wild energy in large numbers. Gathered together, and as the concentration of wild power in the air increased, the behavior of these beasts became more and more wild. There were even carnivores such as cheetahs, which had begun to be unable to restrain the wildness in their hearts and began to pounce on the same animals. Other animals attracted by the power of wildness.

Soon, Merrill, who was guarding outside the wall, discovered that more and more frequent roars of wild beasts were coming from the forest, and then a large number of extremely violent beasts with red eyes ran out of the forest. It's just that these beasts don't even look at Merrill who is guarding the wall. They only see the wild power escaping from the wall at this time, and as an undead, Merrill can only be regarded as a ball to them. Rotten and expired meat does not interest these beasts.

Although the minds of these beasts have long been chaotic due to evil pollution, their instincts still tell them that this wild energy is very good for them, but the walls spawned by the coyote demigods have blocked these beasts. The beasts were firmly blocked outside the wall. They either scratched the plants growing on the wall with their claws, or hit the wall with their bodies. Some even started to try to climb up the wall. Merrill initially tried to use The spell drove the beasts away from the surrounding walls, but he soon discovered that there was no need to be nervous.

Obviously the coyote demigod seemed to have anticipated this scene. The plant wall it spawned was thick and dense, and the outermost circle of the wall was covered with vines with paralyzing stingers. The gathered beasts were either scratching, Whether you bite, hit or climb the wall, your body will be more or less scratched by the vines. So under the action of the paralyzing toxin on the stinger, the originally violent and ferocious beasts fell to the ground one after another, unconscious. He fell into a deep sleep.

"It seems that the situation here is good. The coyote demigod has anticipated everything. I am just too nervous!" Looking at these beasts lying on the ground, Merrill felt relieved. The behavior of the coyote demigod His style has always been watertight, so even without him around, it's impossible for these beasts to have any impact, right?

But obviously there are some things that even the coyote demigods may not be able to predict in advance. A long roar came from mid-air, making Merrill raise his head. Only then did Merrill notice that he didn't know when something happened. A strange flying creature with an eagle head and antlers has arrived above his head, and it seems to be swooping in his direction, and there is also a frightened elf riding on the back of this strange creature!It's just slightly different from the high elves that Merrill is familiar with. This elf's skin is violet.

"Enemy? No! It's more like an accident!" Originally, Merrill was ready to give the elf riding a strange flying creature a taste of the fireball when he got close, but the fear on the elf's face was clearly not enough. Seemingly fake, thinking of these beasts attracted by the hyena demigod, a guess suddenly flashed through Merrill's mind. Maybe this elf was just an unlucky guy whose mount was out of control?

Merrill canceled the fireball technique that he had prepared, and then raised his hand to fire two ice spear techniques, easily freezing the wings of the unidentified flying creature that was swooping down in the sky. It lost its wings to adjust the angle. The unidentified flying creature suddenly changed from a high-speed dive to a high-speed spin and fall!

The elf riding on the back of the unidentified flying creature also let out a miserable howl. Obviously, the feeling of falling at high speed was absolutely impressive. However, Merrill did not intend to just let this unlucky elf fall to death. He quickly cast a spell. He also cast a slow falling spell on both the elf and his mount, which slowed them down.

However, because its wings were frozen and its direction could not be controlled, the elf still hit a big tree not far away. Fortunately, with the slow fall technique, the elf and his mount did not seem to be injured.

Merrill then stepped forward quickly and saw that the elf seemed to be quite conscious. He tried to use the Salas language he learned from his high elf friends and asked the elf lying on the ground: " Are you okay? Can you stand up now?"

Apparently the Salas language was understandable to this violet-skinned elf. He nodded slightly and stood up unsteadily, but immediately fell to the ground again and began to vomit. It was obvious that the extreme crash landing just now had left this unlucky elf mentally and physically exhausted. Even if he was not thrown off his back by the spinning mount, he could be considered a master of riding skills.