In a hilly area more than 20 miles northwest of Storm Bay, Jin Zheng led the soldiers of the Doron Legion guarding Windfall Castle to contact the adult snow dragon wolf.
The monsters in the Storm Land tacitly withdrew from Storm Bay. Apart from the monsters below level six, only the Snow Dragon Wolf Pack was active here.
In World of Warcraft, bloodline is the most important thing. Bloodline determines the potential of Warcraft. Only Warcraft with bloodline of level six or above can be born with wisdom. Only with wisdom can one explore breakthroughs in realm.
Unless magical beasts have a great opportunity, they will live their entire lives in a muddle. Magic beasts that have been given wisdom will not regard these beastly beasts as their own kind.
The wolf king lay quietly on the hill, looking down with aloofness at the humans below who were communicating with the wolf pack.
The breeze blew his hair, the wolf king's cold eyes showed his extraordinary temperament, and the chill emitted by his jade horns made the grass and trees condense into a cold frost.
"Breathe easily and don't let it sense your fear."
A young soldier was held by Jin's hand and was led to stroke the fur of a resting snow dragon wolf with its eyes lowered. Although snow dragon wolves could be seen frequently in Fengxi Castle, this was the first time he had such close contact with one.
The young soldier's fingers trembled slightly, and just as he was about to touch the wolf's body, the white wolf, who had been resting with its eyes closed, suddenly opened its eyes and their gazes met his.
The young soldier's outstretched hand was stopped by a cold gaze. The snow dragon wolf seemed to see the fear hidden in his heart through his hesitant eyes.
A hint of contempt flashed across his cold wolf eyes. He snorted and stood up arrogantly, moving to another place to continue resting.
Just as he closed his eyes, a fragrance suddenly hit his nose, and a big hand stroked his fur.
"Brother Wolf, my name is You. Please take care of me from now on."
A young man with a bright smile handed a chicken leg to its mouth. Although he was cautious, the Snow Dragon Wolf did not smell fear from him.
Click, click, click!
The white wolf glanced at the nervous You, bit the chicken leg, chewed it twice together with the bone, and swallowed it into his stomach.
"His name is Bai Long. He is the second most arrogant of the wolves, second only to Bai Yao."
Jin patted You on the shoulder and introduced him. Bai Yao was naturally the name of the Snow Dragon Wolf King, and Bailong was the Snow Dragon Wolf who accepted You's chicken leg.
"Hello, Brother Bailong."
You greeted the indifferent white wolf respectfully, but all he got in return was a roll of the eyes.
"The white dragon no longer rejects you. Get closer to it in the future. Once it allows you to ride on it, we can sign a contract of equality."
You nodded excitedly at Jin's words and couldn't help wanting to touch Bailong again, but was knocked to the ground by a wolf claw.
"Uh...it likes light meals. I'll practice my cooking skills when I have time."
After Jin finished speaking, he went to the next one. Because there were many high-level monsters in the Storm Land, they could not force the intelligent monsters to sign an unequal contract, so they could only find the Snow Dragon Wolf.
However, there are very few people who can gain the favor of the Snow Dragon Wolf, and even fewer who can sign an equal contract with it. If those who fail want to obtain a Warcraft mount, they can only look for Warcraft with bloodlines below the sixth level and sign an unequal control contract with them.
Most of the monsters on the mainland have this kind of control contract, but the tacit understanding with the mount is very low, which is equivalent to controlling a walking corpse.
Although this control contract can prevent the monsters from harming their masters and their lives are bound to the contractors, there are always intelligent monsters who are unwilling to be slaves and can circumvent the contract on the battlefield to kill their masters and perish together with them.
The Golden Rose Knights are the ace of the parliament. Their Warcraft mounts are all Warcraft cubs purchased from the mainland by various families at great prices. They cultivate relationships with their masters from a young age to form a powerful fighting force.
The Scarlet Flame Knights' Scarlet Flame Warhorses were also the result of several generations of breeding by the Paro family, so it was not easy to have a real knight order in the courtyard.
Windfall Castle, Xia Lan was teleported to the city gate through the elf express. There was an arcane field inside the castle. Faaudis could not use the power of space to enter inside, so he could only be sent here.
"Next time I'll charge you, don't always try to get it for free."
Xia Lan ignored the words that rang in her ears and walked straight in.
In addition to the students, there were also members of Mu Ye who were rushing around with information in their arms. Xia Lan left Frederick, Zi Xi and others to stay on Hanyue Island, and she used the Elf Express to come to Fengxi Castle to see how Mu Ye's plan was going.
Inside the research hall, the empty legends were discussing something in front of the four crystal fragments.
"Together with the fragments of the godhead left behind by Rheathena after her fall on Zilan Island, it can be deduced that the Storm Godhead is complete."
Dandiyu of the School of All Things gathered the four fragments of the godhead they fished out of the Storm Sea and the fragment of the godhead left by Laiadinas on Zilaner Island on the Great Crystal Wall. After complex calculations, the five godheads were combined into a complete godhead.
"That means the Storm God has truly fallen. But how is that possible? We didn't manage to deal with her when the storm descended, yet we were tricked by the Pope of Dawn."
Cersei of the Wizards Union frowned. If the godhead was intact, it meant that the God of Storms no longer had the godhead of storms, which was almost impossible for a God King who was deeply bound to the godhead.
"You guys think too highly of that guy. The Pope of Dawn teamed up with over a dozen legends to kill her. Could it be that that guy is even more powerful than those legends?"
The vice president of the Exploration Association shook his head. He believed more in data and strength and was puzzled by the hesitation of the legends.
"Maybe we are too concerned. After all, the more we know, the more we realize how insignificant we are."
Raphael of the Cult of Wealth looked solemn. Mu Ye had a very clear understanding of the God-King. After all, the Arcane Council had killed one during the Blasphemous Rebellion.
That war dealt a heavy blow to the Arcane Council, otherwise they would not have signed the "Arcane Agreement" in a humiliating manner, causing the status of arcanists in Midgard to plummet.
After the Storm God muddied the waters of Zilaner Island, Mu Ye calculated that the chances of killing her were too small and had to give up.
"Everyone, I have an idea. Do you think the God of Storms will change his position?"
Xia Lan walked in confidently and put forward her ideas.
"Do you think Rheadinas is a wild god who hasn't become a god yet?"
Qidan rolled his eyes at Xia Lan. The God King was different from the Golden Bean God who had not yet ascended to the throne and controlled the divine nature. If she gave up her divine nature, she would be dead, let alone changing her position.
Xia Lan didn't refute, just smiled.
"Do you know why the gods fell in a storm?"
The legends of Mu Ye shook their heads. This matter was a secret in the divine world, so how could they possibly know about it?
"Then do you know what is above the God King?"
Xia Lan glanced at the crowd and asked with a chuckle.
"You mean the Overlord..."
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