Fister does not know the language of the night elves, but the Saras he is proficient in belongs to the Kadore subspecies.

There is a very high similarity between the two.

The language of the Night's son is almost the same as that of the Kadore language.

Therefore, the communication between the two sides is not hindered.

Perhaps it is long-term peace and loss of sense of crisis. Or perhaps the Virgin ideology is rampant.

In short, the night elf girl was not afraid of death at all and started chatting with them enthusiastically.

From his mouth, Fest learned that this place is Xingfeng Village.

It is already a larger settlement of night elves.

Go west along the main road next to the village, you can reach the medium-sized city of Dolanar and the main city of Darnasus.

The night elf girl couldn't help but be very friendly to people and took good care of Fufu.

During this period, a berry was taken out from the portable space to treat it.

And Fufu has always been very alert.

Rarely touch strangers' things.

But maybe it is because of the girl's natural affinity, or the temptation of berries is too great.

In short, it cannot refuse the party at all.

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The druid like the night elf girl is a natural botanist.

I think Berry is cultivated by her or her predecessors.

It has a strong temptation to animals.

After Fufu ate it, she suddenly made a joyful "huh" sound.

He circled around the other party several times, and rubbed her calf intimately.

Fist and Talisa were stunned when they watched.

Fist had long noticed that Xingfeng Village was a bit strange, and many of the houses were all vacant.

The highest combat power is a jungle guardian at the peak of the Sixth Ring Road.

Not even the night elves.

This is obviously not a normal thing.

So after a while of greeting, Fist said suddenly, "Didn't you say this is a big village? How could it be so deserted?"

The night elf girl had no intention and immediately replied: "Many people have gone to the 'Great Trial'..."

Fester raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Great Trial? What is that?"

The night elf girl thought for a moment and said, "It is related to our Kadore tradition. In short, it is the activity of professionals to retake the great path of their ancestors, thereby honing their skills and purifying their minds."

"Oh? Where are they? Can we visit?" Fist continued to ask.

The night elf girl was a little embarrassed: "I'm afraid it won't work. They went to a secret realm called 'Valsarah' overseas..."

Fister was a little surprised when he heard this.

Because he knew very well that the Valsarah area was part of the Broken Islands.

He originally thought that the night elves would not discover this area until very late in the future.

But Fist thought about it again, the entrance to the Moon Temple and the Emerald Dream were all at Valsarah.

It is strange that the night elves do not know their location.

It was not reflected in the early plot, and the area did not appear in the player's field of vision until 7.0.

Actually, it doesn't explain the problem.

Mostly it's just because of gameplay.

(In fact, Blizzard needs to make the map bigger and directly dig it out from the "Ancient Trilogy", which leads to a bunch of logical bugs. I have to help me write articles.)

This activity is not just a large-scale team building for races.

Existence is of great significance.

With the deepening of the study of dimensional laws, Fister's understanding of time magic has also made great progress.

I have already discovered the hidden worries of the night elves.

In a sense, the night elves were indeed blessed by Nozdom and obtained the life they had.

However, this blessing is not buff magic, but field magic.

And the target is Noda Hill.

The Night Elf is just included.

Norzdom's purpose is not to make them immortal.

Its technique curbs the magical activity and oxidation speed of the entire Mount Hygar.

It is mainly to limit the expansion speed of the Second Eternal Well created by Illidan.

This also led to a sharp slowdown in the practice of Kadore, who was in the chain of surgery.

A great trial had to be held.

Stay away from the Haigal Mountain area in order to improve the efficiency of practice.

However, such large-scale events will be ineffective and costly, and may not be held once in a few years.

This also explains why, after practicing for thousands of years, the pigs have reached the sky, and the night elves are still half dead in the original time and space.

He has repeatedly suffered defeat in the hands of the tribe.

"By the way, there are some people who go to the 'Eresalas' on the other side of the mainland. But they... are relatively xenophobic and should not allow outsiders to watch the ceremony." The night elf girl said again at this time.

Fist felt quite familiar with the name he mentioned.

After a little thought, I realized that this was not the real name of the Hammer of Doom?

Without waiting for Fest to ask questions.

Talisa first walked: "That city...is the residence of the Sindra school, right? Are you still in touch with that school?"

The night elves tilted their heads, and said in confusion: "Of course. As early as ancient times, Queen Azshara handed over Ereshalas to the Moon God Priest under the custody of the coronation of the clan, and it has always been the dominant of our tribe. But they are wizards after all, and they are contrary to our ideas and do not interact much with each other."

Although it was just a few words, Fist captured a huge amount of information from it.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the electric shock, recalling the projection of the Alunis artifact that was suspected to be Azshara.

I secretly say that maybe history has really changed unknownly.

Then he asked a tentative question: "The Moon Temple should be in power after the collapse of the sky and the earth, right? So Azshara was not swallowed by the sea?"

The night elf girl shook her head: "I don't know either. People who have experienced the 'great destruction' have eternal scars in their hearts. They rarely mention the events of that year to us descendants. The small amount of information I have in existence is just made up of sporadic clues that my grandfather accidentally revealed..."

Fest sighed secretly when he heard this.

But it's not too disappointing.

After all, the other party doesn't know, and there is always someone who knows it.

Sooner or later he will know the truth.

And if he just finds a passerby and knows the ancient secret, then he should buy a lottery ticket.

Then Fist changed his tone and brought the topic back to its original trajectory: "So if I want to meet the leader of a race, I can only go to Valsara?"

The night elf girl thought he was joking, and her eyes bent into crescent moons: "Yes. It's really a coincidence that you came. But at most two or three months, they will be back. You can live in the village, and everyone is very welcoming. It should be fine to go to Dolanar or Danasus, etc."

Fister was both moved and speechless when he heard this.

I was moved by the other party's pleasure in entertaining strangers whom they had never met before.

I was speechless for two or three months, and I still need to pay it back.

It can be seen how strange the concept of time of the seed of immortality is.

Now that Archmond has arrived, he can't afford to waste a day.

So Fist declined the other party's kindness and asked casually: "By the way, why don't you go to the trial?"
Chapter completed!