Chapter 77: : Banquet traditions and underground city teams

Continent of Kalimdor, Suramar City.
A grand and ordinary banquet was held in the largest and most luxurious venue in the city, the Star Garden. The upper elves loved the banquet and were addicted to the banquet.
Is said to be grand. The arrangement of the banquet is indeed grand. The walls of the courtyard are covered with transparent tulle made of crystal spider silk, and countless shimmering magic gems decorate it.
Even the various plants in the courtyard paid their all for the banquet. Arcane crystal plants exuded a purple hazy light, and the charming floral fragrance filled the air.
The banquet maid dresses are and perfectly show the curve of the elf's body. They hold a silver tray to shuttle around the courtyard, and the crystal wine glasses placed on them hold all kinds of expensive drinks.
Is said to be ordinary. In such a banquet, the upper elves have to hold at least twice a week.
And they held banquets with a variety of strange reasons. What celebrates Suramar City ’s collection of books breaking through half a million books, and celebrates the confluence of the Elder Sander ’s condensed arcane torrent by another ten centimeters to celebrate The night elf's baby tree of the world has grown several tens of meters. . . The ghost knows how they came to the conclusion, confirming that the world tree has undergone secondary development.
This time is no exception, for the sake of the high elves to admonish, and the annual year-end grand festival Winter Veil is about to arrive, so it is appropriate to have a banquet to celebrate!
Tyrande, the priestess of the moon, was sitting on a bench in the courtyard at the moment, holding a glass of fruit wine in his hand, and he was helpless.
Among the four giants of the Dark Night Council, they grab themselves to attend this extremely uncomfortable banquet, but who makes themselves look like they have the most time. . .
My dear husband, Malfurion, screams and sleeps every day, and Garod Shadowsong runs all over the night elves ’land all the year round, so he does not return to Darnassus easily.
Only he sits in the tree of the world all the year round, so every time the upper elves have a high-standard banquet, they will invite the lunar temple's handle to come.
This group of upper elves, even the nasty style of the noble and proud nobleman, has slowly faded. Can't you even change the banquet tradition with it!
"Master Tyrande, why don't you go to the middle of the lively courtyard, but sit here by yourself."
Elly Sand also took a glass of fruit wine and walked slowly towards the priest.
Tyrande shrugged, "If the number of such banquets can be less, I think I will be very interested in participating in it ... Luna testified that this tradition of your upper elves is terrible."
Ellie Sander sat next to Tyrande, and she chuckled softly.
"You misunderstood us, priestess, our upper elves like banquets ... it started after Lord Lord saved us, but it was not so frequent before."
"Why is that?"
Tyrande looked at the Great Magister beside him with some doubt.
Ellie Sander leaned back and changed a more comfortable posture.
"Because we have hope now, Lord Tyrande, Lord Sarodal has saved us, otherwise our destiny is to be put on the hat of the betrayal and float to the barbarity with the broken continent during the great split The southern waters of the country, and then ... gradually fell into madness and depravity under the influence of the well of night, this is the established fate of our upper elves of Surama ... But now everything is different, we are still strong, still dark Part of the elf. "
Tyrande chuckled a few times, "This should be true. When the bronze dragon king Nozdormu looked at you more than once when he was blessing the tree of the world, he was puzzled and seemed to not understand why the Titan God Why is Zun willing to expend great effort to save you. "
Eli Sander pouted after hearing Nozdormu ’s name,
We will prove to the Titan deity that we are worthy of salvation, not that the dragon insists that we must be destroyed and fallen fate."
"You have proved yourself, I have always believed that it is right to save you, and the upper elves do not need to urgently want to prove to me again and again, as long as the upper elf community is willing to contribute their strength to the entire night elf, this is the biggest What it means. "
At this time, boss Hu came over from the courtyard, holding a full bottle of moonlight wine in his hand. He preferred to blow the bottle over the glass.
"Sovereign Lord."
"God Venerable."
The two elves immediately got up and performed a ceremony.
"Okay, let ’s not talk about this topic, although I do n’t want to disturb the conversation between you two, but Itaus has just heard that there is something wrong with the magic corridor under Suramar, I do n’t know anything in that sewer At that time, a group of spiders appeared. They have been affected by arcane energy all year round. Their bodies have been arcaneized over a large area. Now they should be regarded as symbiotic creatures of arcane energy, so ... who of you want to go with me? Look, it's time to pass. "
"I'm going!" Tyrande replied immediately that she had been fed up with these banquets that could not see the end, and it would be better to be able to get away now.
"I will go too." Ali Sander nodded and said lightly.
"Very good, let's go now, I don't want to miss the winter curtain celebration tonight."
The Magic Corridor is a large-scale sewer system underground in the city of Suramar. After Suramar floated to the sky, the heavy land that was lifted up from the ground did not destroy this underground complex, but followed Suramar. Take off together.
Now there is still a small part of the Magic Corridor that acts as a sewer, while most of the rest is formed as a special organization similar to the underground black market in human cities.
But no gold coins are accepted here, only exchange for things, all kinds of weird or dangerous magic materials and biological corpses ~ EbookFREE.me ~ even contraband can be found here.
The three bosses Hu left the Star Garden and walked to the block where the entrance of the Magic Corridor was located.
"I have to say that no matter how many times I come, the style of Surama City makes me feel strange."
Tyrande said while walking, "This city's luxurious atmosphere has a feeling of aristocratic urban area in human society ... But the magical atmosphere here is so strong, seeing two completely different atmospheres so naturally merged Together, the culture of the upper elves is indeed very different from our mainstream night elf community. "
Hu Feng Wenyan smiled and said: "Hah, if you let the upper elves go to nature like a druid, and build a simple wooden house to live, it might as well kill them."
The three of them talked and laughed all the way, came to a narrow downhill passage, and walked down the all the way, and finally entered a more narrow sewer passage.
The entrance of the Magic Corridor is very lively. There are small compartments on each side of the aisle. In each compartment, there is an elf, and on the ground in front are various items and materials.
Such an underground black market is considered a semi-legal gray existence. There is no permission but no prohibition. Even Ali Sander will occasionally come to buy some of the materials he needs but are extremely difficult to find.
"Brother, are you sick? Are you selling live murloc? What use is this stuff?"
Boss Hu found a peculiar stall with a yellow scale fishman in front of it, and from time to time there was a sound of "Wula La La La".
"Little pet."
"Whoever walks on the horse's head and gets into the water will keep a fishman as a pet, is it a fool?"
Boss Hu sniffed.