Chapter 425: Wind Chaser's Blessing Sword

In the violent hurricane, the drunk wind with closed eyes is like a leaf, dancing with the violent wind, no matter how violent the wind can hurt the drunk wind even a bit.
A huge tornado gradually took shape, and then the violent thunder became the core of the tornado, and gradually, a huge elemental creature finally took shape.
The agile body condensed by the howling wind, the vitality core gathered by the billowing thunder, the sharp weapons and bright armors transformed by wild arcane magic, after many years, the Prince of Wind Element, the Wind Chaser Sunderland reappears Azeroth!
Then Zuifeng heard the sound of the wind.
"Mortal, did you untie me?"
"Yes, it's me." Drunk Feng finally opened his eyes and looked up at the Prince Wind Elemental in front of him. "I got your imprisonment mark from Ragnaros's men and released you. "
"Very well... Are you a Pandaren? Funny little guy, Sunderland greets you."
Looking at the friendly Sunderland in front of him, Drunk Feng was a little confused.
According to Wind Sword's mission, Sunderland should vent his anger when he untied the restraints. He deliberately came to the ruined Dalaran, fearing that the innocent would be affected by this battle, but he did not expect that Sunderland would be so gentle. Polite?
It is also a wind elemental creature, but compared to the cunning and changeable wind rider Al'akir, Sunderland is undoubtedly upright. Perhaps this is because Al'akir has more wind elements and Sunderland has more thunder. Right...
The strength of Drunk Wind is undoubtedly worthy of recognition. Sunderland saw Drunk Wind flying freely in the wind at first sight after regaining his freedom. Although he had been trapped for more than 10,000 years, he had already been irritable. , But facing the person who rescued him, Sunderland didn’t mind being polite.
Although Zuifeng didn't know why Sunderland's attitude was so good, he would never forget his purpose when he came.
"Sunderland, I hope to get your help. I hope you can give my weapons the blessing of wind elements."
With that, Zuifeng raised the two wind swords in his hand.
Listening to Zuifeng's words, Sunderland looked closely at the weapon in Zuifeng's hand very cooperatively.
"Nice weapon, looking at the flexibility you just showed, maybe it really suits you."
"Thank you." Zuifeng smiled, but his expression changed sharply, "No, how do you know that I am a panda? How long have you been imprisoned?"
"How long?" The question of the drunk wind obviously caused Sunderland's displeasure, and the surrounding wind obviously became more violent, "Where did I know! I am the one imprisoned!"
Zuifeng also realized his mistake and quickly explained it.
"Sorry, I didn't mean that, but because we Pandaren have lost part of our history, and the Mogu people have destroyed part of our culture and civilization, so we have always been unable to determine where our origins are. I have seen Pandaren, so I want to get some news from you."
You know, there is a peculiar gap in the civilization of the pandas. The Mogu tribe didn’t know what kind of considerations they destroyed the original civilization of the pandas. As a result, in Pandaria, even though lorewalkers have been researching around, this section History is still blank.
In the exchange just now, Zuifeng found that not only could he understand the voice of the wind, Sunderland also knew that he was a panda!
You know, since the War of the Ancients, Pandaria has been shrouded in a thick mist. Except for Liu Lang's group, almost no Pandaren have left Pandaria!
Since Sunderland can tell the drunk race in one word, does that mean that he may know some history about pandamen?
Listening to Zuifeng's words, Sunderland shook his head helplessly.
"I'm sorry, I don't pay much attention to these aspects, but what I know is that the first time I saw the Pandaren was shortly after the disgusting tentacles appeared."
There is no doubt that the tentacles in Sunderland’s mouth refer to the ancient gods!
Then in Sunderland's explanation, Zuifeng gradually grasped a lot of information.
First of all, the history of the pandas themselves is quite long, and they are definitely not made by Titans—maybe the current appearance of the pandas is related to the Valley of Eternal Blossoms left by the Titans in the Pantheon, but the pandas are definitely not born because of the Titans.
Secondly, the pandamen and the elements have an implicit connection. The element clone seems to indicate the elemental physique of the pandamen.
Finally, in the game, Sunderland started as soon as they met. I am afraid that he misunderstood the footman at the time and thought they were running dogs of the ancient gods-Sunderland was attacked by Ragnaros when he was resisting the ancient gods. .
After finishing the news, Zuifeng narrowed his eyes slightly. It seems that the harvest this time is far beyond his imagination!
And after the story was over, Sunderland gave a blessing to the two swords of Drunk Wind, and the long sword in Drunk Wind's hands finally lingered with a breeze.
"Then, goodbye-I'm going to look for other wind elements-I hardly know Azeroth now."
"Uh, it is true. During these long years, too many things have happened. Now most of the wind elements have gone to the Sky Wall. You can find them there."
"The sky wall? What is that?"
"A half plane, imprisoning most of the wind elements, as the price for them to take refuge in the ancient gods-those tentacle monsters."
"Aurakir still surrendered in the end?" Sunderland seemed to have a hunch, he let out a long sigh with some helplessness, "Do you know where the sky wall is?"
"I know ~EbookFREE.me~ maybe you can be with me." Zuifeng nodded slightly, "I happen to be going there too-but I still need to go somewhere else before then."
"...Take me with you." After thinking for a while, Sunderland suddenly said, "I don't understand the world at all now, so I'll follow you for a while - I can live in your sword temporarily, You sent me to the wall of the sky."
Of course Drunk Wind would not refuse Sunderland's request. If the Prince Wind Elemental was in the sword, the power of these two swords would not increase by a little bit.
what? You said what if Sunderland leaves after getting used to the sharp sword?
It's easy to say, without Sunderland, wouldn't there be Al'Akir?
You know, if everything goes well this time to the Wall of Sky, Al'Akir estimates that he will not escape death. Wouldn't it be good to use waste?

Finally caught up, fifth!
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