Chapter 488: That lost history

At this moment, Drunk Wind is really upset. r?anwen??????????`?t?
Lorewalkers searched hard at the beginning, but never found the source of the Pandaren.
In Pandaria, the Mogu tribe are the creations of the Titans, the land spirits and the lizardmen were transformed by the mogu, the yaks are a branch of the ancient tauren, the Jinyumen and the murlocs are relatives, and the Hohens are the nourishing monkeys of the Valley of Eternal Blossoms, but Where is the Pandaren?
There is no source, no past, as if it came out of thin air.
Is it a relative of the furbolg?
Of course not!
The furbolg is the heir of the giant bear brothers Ursor and Ursoc, but the four gods who are with the pandamen!
No matter how the lorewalker searches, all the archaeological excavations and documents only record that Thor destroyed all the language and characters of the Pandaren, so that later when the Pandaren communicated, they used Mogu characters.
Why is it that being conquered by the Mogu, the Homo and Jinyu can continue their civilization, but the Pandaren have to face the fate of being destroyed?
In Pandaria, the history of the Pandaren was fifteen thousand years ago, everything was blank...
Obviously the Pandaren already had their own civilization at that time, but they did not leave even a trace.
Drunk Wind had to admit that Saratas’ words seemed to pierce his heart, thinking of Uldum’s life reshaping device, and of Ulduar’s Algalon, it’s very likely that the Pandaren race The elimination of history is indeed related to the Titans.
After all, Titan has never been merciful to those disorderly affairs.
Moreover, the skill of Elemental Clone seems to corroborate Saratas's words. Pandaren seem to have a natural affinity for the elements.
Zuifeng's heart became more and more chaotic, and he suddenly began to question his choice. Is it true that for the Pandaren, the Titan is actually the villain?
Jiejie's weird smile seemed to be heard in his ears, and the drunk wind's footsteps had stopped. He stood motionless on the edge of a swamp in the wetland, like a wooden sculpture of clay.
If someone came to look at it at this time, he would find that a black and white phantom had appeared behind Drunk Feng, and it became clearer.
This is the prelude to Ransha!
If that phantom is fully formed, I am afraid that Drunk Wind will become a slave to the ancient gods.
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At the critical moment, the wind blew up.
Drunk Wind was pushed into the marshland by this sudden wind, and the cold mud water made him shiver.
The song of Chijing Tianshen sounded in Drunk Wind's ears. After he recovered, he realized that he had triggered the evil of doubt because of excessive worry.
"Thank you, if Sunderland weren't for you, I'm afraid I would completely become a puppet of the ancient gods."
"Raise your hand." In the wind sword, Sunderland cherished words like gold, "Be careful of Saratas, he is trying to deflect your thinking."
In fact, there is no need for Sunderland to say this, Drunk Wind has already realized it.
Perhaps part of what Saratas said is true, but the false part is probably more drunk but people who have seen Raiden with their own eyes!
If the Titan is really behind the destruction of the Pandaren civilization, will Lyden teach lorewalkers how to use the Nakrasha engine?
What's more, all the gods of Xuanu Tian were also sutraists!
After getting rid of Saratas’s enchantment, Drunk Wind reacted. Lorewalkers are not looking for the truth of history, but trying to restore the civilization of the Pandaren. The Pandaren’s mentality is very good, they don’t want to know. Why did Thor exterminate the culture of pandamen in the first place, just to find out what the pandamen used to be!
Thinking of this, Zuifeng couldn't help but shudder again.
The language of the ancient gods is really terrible. They will unknowingly make you ignore some things, and then enlarge a certain thing you know infinitely, and then make you fall into negative emotions through conspiracy theories or over-interpretation, and then Become their puppet.
At this time, Saratas felt a bit weak...
This ancient really did his best just now. He picked a topic that Drunk Wind was most likely to be hooked on, and then seduced Drunk Wind, but he was still getting rid of Drunk Wind.
Wiping off the muddy water on his face, Zuifeng immediately started to prepare a simple seal on this dagger. He did not dare to let this dagger speak anymore. It was a fluke to get rid of this time. Zuifeng didn’t want to prove it next time. If you want to talk from the ancient gods, you are more likely to go crazy first!
With the help of the inscription literature, Zuifeng simply created a scroll for sealing and completely wrapped Saratas. Now Saratas can no longer make a sound.
Then, Zuifeng simply held up the scroll with infuriating energy, and did not make direct contact with Saratas, to prevent his broken thoughts from appearing in his heart.
In this way, Zuifengxu held a scroll and accelerated his pace.
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In the command post of the alliance ~EbookFREE.me~ Drunk Wind hurriedly rushed.
But the sentry stopped the drunk wind and refused to let him in anyway.
"What's the joke? Just your sloppy look. Which panda is definitely a scammer? How could it be Lord Drunk Wind?" Regarding Drunk Wind’s self-introduction, the sentry said that he was unwilling to believe a punctuation mark. Besides, I don't believe it anymore. Did Master Drunk Wind not clean up his own before coming to see Your Majesty?
"...I'm really Drunk Wind!" For this blind-faced Human Race Sentry, Drunk Wind also has nothing to say. He can't say anything, he doesn't believe it or even makes a report. What should I do?
But fortunately, the drunk wind looking around quickly found Khadgar. He shouted to Khadgar, and then amidst the suspicion of the sentry, he finally entered the alliance command post.
"The black hand behind this conflict has been discovered. My guess is partly correct. Three days later, the Alliance, the Horde, and the Oath will hold a meeting to determine our next course."
Zuifeng straight to the point, directly gave a brief explanation of everything about himself.
"No problem." With trust in Drunk Wind, Varian nodded to express his understanding, and then asked cautiously, "What's wrong with your face? It's all mud..."
Drunk wind is very embarrassed. Can't you say that you fell into the mud on the ground?
"This has something to do with the black hand behind the scenes. I suffered a bit." Zuifeng decided to be ambiguous. "That's a pretty tough guy."
"So..." Varian nodded, "I thought you fell into the swamp."
"..." For a moment, Drunk Feng felt that Varian was really owed.
However, Zuifeng still restrained his innocence. After looking in the mirror, Zuifeng couldn't stand it anymore. (To be continued...)