Under the night sky of Azeroth, far away from the dust on the ground, Lu Li could hear the sound of the wind caused by his own wings. Looking down at this incredibly realistic land, he fell in love with the design of the game for the nth time.
After flying through the Twilight Forest and Against the Wind Path, the scenery became a dark green swamp.
To be honest, Lu Li didn't like this place. The air was always filled with the unpleasant smell of decay, mixed with the smell of rotten grass and swamp creatures. It was simply suffocating. He could only lower his senses by a few notches. This wasn't a good thing for adventuring in the wild. Hearing and smell were the best ways to detect hidden dangers in the environment.
After flying for nearly an hour, Lu Li finally saw the shadow of the Blasted Lands. If he had a Wind Wielder with a speed of 280, it would only take him about ten minutes. After all, a powerful Wind Wielder could charge through the sky, and Lu Li had to avoid some dangerous areas.
The Blasted Lands, the Dark Portal that connected to the Outer Realms, was located here.
The magic that leaked from the Dark Portal had distorted the Blasted Lands, leaving behind a barren desert landscape. No life could survive in this area.
The Watchtower was located at the northernmost part of the Blasted Lands, guarding the only way into this area.
It was built by Archmage Khadgar, who led an expedition into Draenor a long time ago and disappeared. Now, the Mages who lived here were proud of this memory.
The Mages and Warriors had given up on pleasure for the sake of duty and fighting against the demons and Ogres. Some might have thought that they had lost their way, but they still continued to fight to protect this portal and other areas of Azeroth from the destruction of Kazak's army.
Because of the existence of the Dark Portal, there were no other portals connecting this area to other places. Even war supplies had to be delivered here through various dangers.
Players could accept escort quests from the Watchtower. For adventurers who were in dire straits, this was a way for them to barely survive. Lu Li had participated in these types of quests in his previous life, but he was no longer interested in them.
He was looking for a dead soul.
If he wanted to find a Beastman, even if this area was very vast, it wouldn't be a problem for Lu Li. After all, he was flying in the sky and could see everything below.
Unfortunately, it was a dead soul, so he could only land on the ground and search carefully. If he wasn't careful, he might not even notice him when he passed by him. After searching for half an hour, Lu Li finally found this almost transparent guy at a certain coordinate that he had read in his previous life.
"Hello, I'm an elf from Mount Hyjal. May I know how to get to Overwatch Castle?" Lu Li asked.
The Horde Hero's Soul quest wasn't hard to trigger, but it was only for Horde players. If Alliance players wanted to do this quest, they would have to look at their luck. Lu Li, who had always had a dark face, didn't have a high chance of triggering this quest. Fortunately, he had a guide and knew what to say.
"Mount Hyjal? Is everything alright there? "the dead soul asked.
"The line of defense there is strong as usual, but I heard that the Blasted Land isn't very peaceful recently. The Greathammer Ogres have attacked Overwatch Castle many times this month, and I was ordered to come and support them," Lu Li said, sounding like he was telling the truth. In fact, he really did have this quest — it was a quest that could be accepted as long as one reached the corresponding level.
"I see. In that case, you don't have to be too anxious. The last battle happened yesterday, and I saw the Ogre army retreat in defeat with my own eyes." The dead soul was obviously intelligent, and wasn't just an obsession. "That's good.
I can rest for a few days before participating in the battle. I've encountered many dangers along the way, and I'm really tired. May I know your name, and why are you here? "Lu Li sighed, squatted down, and sat cross-legged on the ground.
"My name? It's fine if you don't want to say it. "The dead soul squatted down beside Lu Li.
Lu Li passed him a bottle of wine. This wine was brewed by the Orcs, and it had been passed down from Draenor. It was rare that a dead soul could drink.
"… I was one of the most trusted elite guards of Chief Saar. There were 20 of us …" After drinking a few mouthfuls of wine, he began to narrate his story without waiting for Lu Li to ask. "I once suggested to build an outpost in the Blasted Land, but my suggestion didn't get a response, so I started to get impatient … But I didn't know what terrible things were waiting for us ahead … Yes … I made a terrible decision, and it's all my fault …"
"What is it? Can I help?" Lu Li could tell that the sad soul was in great distress, so he softened his voice.
"Regret, I only have regret now. I never thought that this wrong decision would lead to such a terrible result. I really should have stayed there and waited for the order. Maybe it could tell us what terrible things were waiting for us in that damned place. Maybe it wanted to transfer us to another place … In the end, it's all my fault, it's all my fault … "The poor soul kept repeating these words.
"What happened after that?" Lu Li asked.
If it was someone who didn't know what was going on, they would definitely be worried to death by the NPC's storytelling ability.
Lu Li knew the truth of the matter, but he couldn't let the soul of the tribal hero in front of him sing a one-man show.
"After that, I'm standing here waiting for the order. I have to understand the situation, I have to get the order, but I didn't wait for anything. Something must have happened." He finally raised his head and looked at Lu Li. "Herald Rourke is stationed in Stonard. Go find him and find out where the order is. This is what I want to know the most now. Can you help me?"
"Of course, I'd be happy to do so," Lu Li said without hesitation.
He had just come from Stonard, and now he had to go there again. It was a ridiculous thing, but Lu Li had to do it. It was good enough to run until his legs broke for a quest. The worst thing was that he couldn't find any clues to continue the quest.
"One more thing," Lu Li was about to turn into a crow and fly away when he suddenly thought of the situation in Stonard. "Because I'm an Elf, the friends there aren't that friendly. Do you have any ideas?"
"These short-sighted things," the soul scolded angrily. He began to condense a badge in his hand.
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