The soft sunlight shines on a forest that is shrouded in thick fog all year round. This is a forest that will never see the sun, and the lives living in this forest have never felt the warmth brought by the sun.

All they face throughout their lives is predation, being preyed on, hunting, and being hunted.

The most straightforward, cruel and direct natural laws have been flowing in this forest, as if they are the supreme and iron laws that are difficult to violate.

In this forest, only those who are best at survival, who best understand the laws of nature, and who are the most powerful can live better.

Outside of this forest, a huge witchcraft circle enveloped the forest, and the surrounding paths served as the magic energy nodes of the witchcraft circle, leading all the warcraft and monsters here into the forest.

In the southern part of the forest, two wizard apprentices, a man wearing red wizard apprentice robes and a man wearing glasses and with a slightly big head wearing black wizard apprentice robes, were talking while carefully watching for any abnormalities nearby.

It's just that the wizard apprentice in red robe seemed a little helpless, and even had an expression of despair on his face.

Taifas paid no attention to the helplessness and despair on Taylor's face. He just kept talking about things that he found very interesting, namely the structure and biology of Warcraft.

"You know, my friend, actually, when wizards first discovered the multi-eyed spider, they believed that it actually only had ten eyes. But it was not until they found that there were eyes behind the anus of the multi-eyed spider that they truly measured the number of its eyes. In fact, this spider has 16 eyes."

"oh."

"Compared to spider-like monsters, I actually prefer monsters that are stronger, more powerful, and have stronger self-healing abilities, such as mud giants or saltwater crocodiles that often lurk in swamps."

"oh."

The two chatted casually as they walked on the road. Usually, it was Taifas who talked non-stop, and Taylor would respond with an "oh" or "ah" from time to time.

Thanks to Taifas' unilateral efforts, Taylor's image in his mind has now changed from a teammate who does not despise him to a partner, and there is even a trend of developing into a brother.

Maybe no one has paid attention to him for a long time, or no one has heard him talk so much for a long time.

Although Taylor's responses seemed perfunctory, he actually remembered some very useful knowledge that Taifas told him. He couldn't help but sigh that Taifas's knowledge of the structure and history of Warcraft was indeed very rich, and there was a lot of knowledge that even he didn't know.

Although there was a lot of nonsense and some irrelevant words mixed in during the conversation with him, it was hard to deny Taifas's research and knowledge in the field of Warcraft.

After walking a little further, Taylor suddenly noticed some lumps of earth that looked like bricks, as well as a pool of blood and a few strands of hair.

There were several hideous claw marks on a big tree not far from these clods of soil, bloodstains and hair.

"Brother Taylor, you have to understand that for saltwater crocodiles, they actually like to live in fresh water. Why are they called saltwater crocodiles? I guess it's probably because their meat is too salty.

In fact, it is specifically mentioned in the Warcraft Encyclopedia that no salt is needed when the meat of the saltwater crocodile is made into bacon... "

Taifas was still chattering on about his favorite magical beast, the giant saltwater crocodile.

Maybe it’s because the bacon of saltwater crocodiles is delicious.

Taylor waved his hand, and wisps of breeze formed a pair of transparent palms, which took some of the dirt, hair and blood and placed them in front of them.

There were obvious marks on the brick-like lump of soil, which looked like hand prints. The hair was light green with some leaf fragments mixed in it. As for the bloodstains, it was a strange kind of blood mixed with red and green.

Seeing that Taylor had discovered something unusual, Taifas consciously shut his mouth and squatted down to observe these abnormal signs with Taylor.

Compared to Taylor, Taifas is an expert in Warcraft. He simply stretched out his hand, which instantly turned into tentacles and directly wrapped around the bricks.

Taylor looked at this scene with some surprise. It seemed that the routine chosen by Taifas was another branch of wizards, the flesh and blood transformation wizards, which was also a branch of wizards who pursued the evolution and transformation of their own bodies.

It is said that wizards who choose the path of flesh and blood transformation and evolution have stronger physical combat capabilities and vitality. The witchcraft they learn is also a series of witchcraft that stimulates physical evolution or physical splitting, self-excitement, etc.

For wizards who focus on the transformation and evolution of flesh and blood, most of their transformation templates and reference objects are also various powerful Warcraft. It is no wonder that Taifas is obsessed with a series of knowledge about Warcraft, such as the structure of Warcraft, the composition of Warcraft, and the history of Warcraft.

Now Taifas's left hand has turned into tentacles. Some tentacles are curled around the bricks, some tentacles are directly inserted into the strange red and green blood, and other tentacles are curled up with the light green hair.

"The texture of this hair looks like it belongs to a primate. Judging from the curvature, the feel of the fiber structure, and the smell, it's most likely a green monkey or some other monster."

"Maybe it's because they are monsters like monkeys, and their IQ is higher, so they made something like a brick. But I think the focus should be on the brick. How do you think a group of monkeys made something like a brick?"

"And this blood is both red and green. It must be two kinds of blood mixed together. It could be two monsters, or one monster and one monster. Anyway, they fought each other and used bricks in the end. This thing might have opened the opponent's head."

Taifas, who had put on a pair of glasses-style witchcraft props at some point, began to analyze.

Taylor squatted beside him, listening to the well-reasoned analysis and felt that it made a lot of sense, but later on, he began to feel that something was not right with what he said.

"These monsters may be quite smart, but they are useless. They can make bricks, and at most they can build houses. If they are given time to develop, they may not be able to get out of this forest."

"You said that if he suddenly rushed out of the forest and started fighting with the two of us, we could use fireballs, we could also use our fists, while they used bricks. It would look a bit ridiculous, wouldn't it?"

Listening to the familiar nonsense literature and irrelevant remarks, Taylor felt his temples throbbing and spoke in a cold voice.

"Get to the point."

"I think the key point is the brick. How did they make the brick? Or how did he fight with the brick? It's impossible for him to stab his opponent to death with the brick."

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll tear out your life."

"It's no use pulling it off. You'll never guess where my life force will be reborn... Okay, put the fireball in your hand away, put it away, I was wrong!"

Please add to your collection. Please add to your collection. 　　 　 (End of this chapter)