Rise of the blood elves

512【The "Green Beast" in the Iron Cage】

Angmar withdrew his mental power and looked a little confused. He immediately took steps and walked quickly to the market square in the lower city.

"This part of history actually happened in advance. Nozdormu, are you cooperating with me?"

The market square in the lower city of Surama is a well-known commodity distribution center.Caravans coming from far away brought goods from all over the empire, which greatly improved the quality of life of local residents, especially food.

Mountain grapes and hawthorns produced in the alpine permafrost of the north, and pineapples and coconuts produced in the tropical rainforests of the southeast are sealed by magic and look as fresh and dazzling as if they had just been picked.Not only that, but there are also game and dried meat bought from the nomadic tauren clan.

Due to the popularity of portable enchanted fresh-keeping storage containers, no matter what kind of fruit or food, although the price is much higher than local products, it does not exceed the upper limit of the purchasing power of the people at the bottom.People can still occasionally spend a little more money to improve their diet.

All the advantages of popularizing magic are presented here.

It was midnight at this time, which was the peak time for night elves who liked to be active at night.Bustling people are walking through the market, which is divided into four areas, with a wide range of products and hawking sounds.

Compared with the compatriots who were converted by the natural beliefs of druids in later generations, the night elf society in ancient times was undoubtedly more colorful.

The biggest difference is the literal pursuit of bright colors.The various costumes of the people in bright red, purple, bright yellow, and orange, and the various stalls with different styles. Color seems to be the most direct way to express individuality. Many colors that are too tacky in the eyes of later generations of compatriots are intertwined into a picture. The extremely bright paintings are dizzying.If someone wants to paint this magnificent scene, no matter how skilled the painter is, nine times out of ten he will have to suffer from a lack of paint types.

But today, something new happened in the market.

Pedestrians gathered around the center of the market, pointing at the things inside.People in the front row were whispering to each other, while people in the back row were stepping forward to watch. They were all surprised when they found that the things inside were just as they said.

In the iron cage in the center of the market, there was a green-skinned humanoid beast covered in bruises.

"It" is not very tall, only a little over two meters, almost a head shorter than the male night elves, but it is wide enough to hold three night elves horizontally.

He may have been stripped naked, except for the dirty fig leaf wrapped around his waist. It was probably a rag that the soldiers found casually to prevent it from being an eyesore.

His naked body was covered with huge, knotted muscles.The arms were extremely thick, almost as thick as an average person's waist. They undoubtedly contained explosive power. Onlookers had no doubt that the beast's big hands were enough to easily crush a night elf's head.

"It's" hair was gray and dirty, hanging messily on the back of its head.Those eyes that sparkled with wisdom seemed to refute people's absurd view of it as a beast.A pair of sharp and thin fangs protruded upward from the lower lip. They were slightly yellowish. Considering the hair color, this "beast" was probably approaching old age.

He looked humiliated and looked at the guards around him with anger in his eyes.

It can be seen that the soldiers went through a fierce struggle when capturing this beast. Most of the soldiers guarding the iron cage had injuries. Some had bandages on their arms, and some still had fists on their breastplates. The huge concave marks all illustrate the terrifying nature of that beast.

The most shocking thing is that these soldiers are not members of the Suramar Guard.It was the Royal Guards led by Royal Guard Captain Varoson who came to Suramar City with Royal Advisor Sir Ferguson to investigate the Speaker's reactionary remarks.

The gap between the Royal Guards and the members of the Public Security Guards is as big as heaven and earth.You know, they are all the top elites selected from a million who are responsible for guarding the palace and protecting the light within the light.

Even they have suffered so much, how difficult is it to subdue the beast?

But weren't they responsible for the defense work in the western suburbs? Could it be that this beast strayed into the prophet's territory and was captured for that reason?

After a while, the group of people filed out and walked towards the iron cage.It was the Suramar City Guard, who seemed ready to take over the care of the "green-skinned beast."

"You are here." Varoson gritted his teeth and glanced at Jarod.

After seeing the prisoner in the iron cage clearly, Jarod couldn't help being slightly startled, and then he saluted respectfully: "I'm sorry, Lord Varoson. I am handling a theft case, and I will come over as soon as I receive your summons." .”

Varoson became angry when he heard this. He pointed at the "green-skinned beast" in the cage with one hand, pointed at Jarod's chest with the other, and said loudly:

"Captain of the guard, this is not a matter of being late. Do you know where we caught it? The forest in the western suburbs is only 5 minutes away from the prophet's residence. If I hadn't happened to find this one when I went to the western suburbs to inspect my work today. Beast, once it disturbs the prophet, do you know what the consequences will be? If the light of light learns of this and is angry with me, can you bear the wrath of the queen?"

Jarod frowned slightly when he heard this. He understood why Captain Varoson was angry.

Since the Prophet settled in the western suburbs, the defense work in the western suburbs has been jointly carried out by the Suramar City Guards and the Royal Guards. The Guards are responsible for the inner circle, while his guards are responsible for guarding the outer perimeter and driving away some miscreants. Refugees and wild animals entering the western suburbs.

Putting such a "green-skinned monster" into the western suburbs is indeed a problem for the City Guard.As the captain of the guard, he has unshirkable responsibilities.

However, tax rates have remained high recently, and the crime rate has also risen to unprecedented levels. The limited guards in Suramar City are simply unable to cope with the situation.

Jarod sensibly remained silent, silently listening to Varother's condemnation.There was no way, the other party was far superior to this little guard captain in terms of status, so explanations and reasons were useless.

"You should be lucky that my whim saved both of our lives." After talking for a while, Varosen finally calmed down and began to explain the follow-up work, "vacate a cell before dawn and lock up this beast. Go in. Remember to send more people to guard you."

At this point, Varosen suddenly bared his teeth, held his left rib and gasped, "This damn beast not only killed a dozen of my men, but also broke several of my ribs. It must have been. Remember, send more manpower and don’t let down your guard. Then just follow the procedure, try as a homicide, and execute in the middle of this month.”

"Also, if you don't want him to break the iron bars with his bare hands, don't feed him. Just give him some water to make sure he doesn't die of thirst. Oh damn beast, I think I need to get treatment from the Temple of the Moon. Let's go. "

Before leaving, Varosen gave another instruction, then waved to his subordinates and led the team away.A group of royal guards walked to the edge of the crowd under the watch of Jarod. Just as they were about to drive away the onlookers, the crowd separated from the outside to the two sides, and Angmar walked out.

"Prophet" Varoson saluted with fear. As one of Azshara's close ministers, no one knew better than him how much Her Majesty the Queen valued this alien prophet.

Seeing Angmar walking straight towards the cage, Varoson thought he was interested in the beasts imprisoned on the opposite side, so he signaled his men to disperse the crowd to prevent the prophet from being disturbed and come back again. He followed him all the way and explained. The origin of this beast.

"We caught this beast in the forest in the western suburbs. The incident occurred very close to your courtyard. This is indeed a dereliction of duty by my subordinates. I promise that the same thing will not happen again."

Varosen told the truth. In front of an existence like the Prophet, concealment has no meaning. This is no different from when facing Her Majesty the Queen.

But he did not shirk the responsibility to the Suramar City Guard. He has stayed in the position of Royal Guard Captain for a long time, and has come into contact with all kinds of people, not only close ministers including Harveys, but also many important officials of the empire. and the great nobles of the capital.Although this was obviously not his fault, in the final analysis, it was still an oversight on his part.Shirking responsibility is undoubtedly the stupidest, most untenable, and most despised and despised behavior by those in authority.

Varoson is a smart man who knows how to cater to those in power and even more so to win over his subordinates.

As he spoke, he glanced at Jarod, who was standing respectfully aside, with a look full of knocking, as if to say, I'll help you bear it this time, don't let me down next time.

When his eyes passed by the green-skinned beast in the cage, Varoson suddenly noticed that the eyes of the green-skinned beast looking at the prophet were full of surprise and joy, as if

Varosen's heart trembled, and countless speculations suddenly arose in his heart. How could this beast look like he knew the prophet?

Varosen's blood was half cold.

When I first encountered this beast in the western suburbs forest, the beast showed full vigilance and tried to escape many times, just like a foreign spy spying for intelligence.

Due to the language barrier, Varosen was unable to communicate with him smoothly.He couldn't just let the other party go. No matter if the other party was a foreign spy who came from nowhere, or simply a wild beast that strayed into the western suburbs, he couldn't afford the consequences.

Considering the current situation, Varosen weighed the pros and cons and could only control it first.

The capture process was thrilling. Varosen had never seen such a brave and fighting creature in his life.As if born for battle, this beast almost killed all his soldiers by just one person. Its brute force could even overturn a flying night saber. If it weren't for the patrolling royal guards who came to support after hearing the news, Wa would have been killed. Rosen might not even survive.

When returning, thinking of the huge "flying monster snake" that was dozens of meters long, Varosen never thought that this green-skinned beast was also some kind of pet of the prophet, or maybe a servant, but in Under the preconception that the prophet was extremely noble, he quickly put this speculation behind him.How could such a savage humanoid beast be related to the prophet?

But it wasn't until now that Varosen discovered that he might

A terrible mistake was made.

In his frightened eyes, the prophet walked to the cage and said something to the beast in the cage in a strange language. Then he opened his palm and the iron cage disappeared in an instant. Then one person and the beast actually communicated like this. .

Varosen stood stunned on the spot, feeling a chill running down his spine and reaching the top of his head.