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Azeroth Eternal Legend NO.0622 Before the War (Part 1)

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    Yang Long, who dived underground and headed north, did not reach Tirisfal Glades in one go. Instead, after passing through Dusk Forest, Redridge Mountains, Burning Plains, and Blackstone Mountains, he emerged from the ground and slowed down his progress.  Four days later, Searing Canyon.  "There haven't been many changes here." Yang Long looked around as he walked, murmuring to himself from time to time.  Several turmoils in five hundred years have caused great changes in the topography of many areas in the world of Azeroth. Yang Long has seen many completely different scenery since he escaped from trouble.  Yang Long¡¯s stride distance is at most half a meter, but each step spans at least a hundred meters.  All this is because what is really moving is not the incarnation of the human image, but the body in another hidden space. Although the forward speed is deliberately reduced, it still exceeds the speed of a military war horse running at full speed.  There are two reasons for choosing to rush like this.  The first reason is that although Yang Long has fused the flesh and blood of three ancient gods and can already use most of the power, he is still not fully skilled in controlling it. It is like a disease that has not fully recovered after the surgery to connect the severed limbs.  patient.  Even with the knowledge of the ancient gods, he still needs some time to adapt.  The second reason is that this journey to the north evokes Yang Long's distant and profound memories. He consciously feels all this in order to maintain the independence of his human thoughts.  Possessing the memory of the ancient god made Yang Long's already indifferent nature become increasingly hollow.  If this emotion is allowed to develop, Yang Long is likely to lose himself in the end and throw away some precious memories of his past and present lives.  By that time, he will be assimilated into the memory of the ancient god, and his own consciousness will disappear.  And without human memory, he is not so much Yang Long with the body of an ancient god, but rather an ancient god with a short memory of Yang Long. This is a possibility that he has been guarding against.  "When I crossed the Blackstone Mountains, I originally wanted to compete with Nefarian in the future, but I didn't expect" "Remember to fight with that undead thief. If it weren't for the power of the Holy Light, maybe" "This section of the road  That beast has been pestering me for a long time" "The terrain has changed a lot, and the temperature seems to have also" "" Yang Long looked at it all the way, or talked to himself.  .  Or recite it silently in your heart.  Memories that will be placed in the back of your mind.  I read it out bit by bit, and then pieced it together in harmony with my original self, feeling the almost imperceptible emotional fluctuations. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? More messy memories at the same time.  also emerged one by one.  That is the experience of many other "Yang Longs". They come from different time and space and have various abilities. Everyone seems to have the same experience as him, constantly confusing the things that are not very clear in the first place.  memory.  There were even many "Yang Longs" who died on this land.  Yang Long was very clear about this, where these memories came from, and he also understood the panic reaction of the first adventurer when he tortured the undead thief, as well as the inexplicable feeling of being trapped he felt.  A sense of control.  "It turns out that theseallcome from" Yang Long's eyes flickered, and his thoughts kept changing.  The experience of rushing out of the Cave of Time gave Yang Long a certain degree of understanding of the long river of time. With just a thought, he could pass through the barrier of time and watch everything that happened in the past.  That¡¯s right, watch it.  Taking this moment as an example, the scene of the torture of the undead adventurer appeared in Yang Long's eyes, as if he and the undead thief appeared in front of him at the same time, and repeated the fight in his memory.  "Ah! Ah betrayer ah forgetfulness ah ah" Amidst the miserable and frightening screams, Yang Long looked down at his slightly stunned self from top to bottom, looking at the undead thief bit by bit.  Turning into dust, Yang Long felt slightly uncomfortable due to the dizziness caused by the vibrations of time and space.  In a certain gap between the trances, he felt that the eyes of the undead thief seemed to be looking at him through time and space.  "Huh!" Yang Long snorted coldly for just a moment.  The huge body in another space shook, and the majestic energy spurted out like a sea tide, effortlessly smoothing the ripples of time and space, pulling Yang Long back from the gap in the river of time back to the space of his original world.  After standing quietly for a while, Yang Long showed a sneer on his lips.  Yang Long, who has half the flesh and blood of the ancient god, also possesses the power of the ancient god.A large part of God's characteristics, in the past few days of slow journey to adapt to his own power, any living beings encountered along the way have become his native food.  ??In other words, with him as the center, there will be no life within a radius of 10,000 meters.  But at the moment when he returned to this world after being dizzy just now, Yang Long felt very clearly that there was a trace of hatred that made him feel the hatred in his heart, and it disappeared silently.  "Interesting." Yang Long curled his lips and continued to walk forward.  In the next journey, Yang Long passed through Loch Modan, the Wetlands, the Arathi Highlands, and the Hillsbrad Hills in the opposite direction according to his exile many years ago, and then entered the New World from Lake Lordamre.  The capital of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.  By this time, winter has passed and early spring has arrived.  The New Kingdom of Lordaeron was founded more than a hundred years ago. With the full support of the Kingdom of Stormwind and the assistance of other alliance forces, it has bloomed with vitality again, and its population has soared from less than 500,000 in the early days of the founding to 800.  Ten thousand up and down.  The destroyed capital was rebuilt magnificently after purifying the Forgotten Kingdom.  Compared with the original Kingdom of Lordaeron, although the current capital of Lordaeron has been reduced by half, the rule under the noble council model has made every resident here full of vigor and vitality.  "Hey" Yang Long sneered disdainfully as he walked among the bustling crowd.  Judging from the information obtained by absorbing souls one after another, the capital of New Lordaeron has a huge population of at least 700,000. Every major noble in the parliament is repairing their ancestral land in this huge city.  From the perspective of high-end upper-level power, there are at least four super-level experts and nearly a hundred pseudo-super-level professionals in this city.  But after sneaking into the city for a long time and walking around most of the city, Yang Long discovered that not only was there not a single super-level expert in this city, but there were only a dozen pseudo-super-level professionals.  Even the population of the entire city is roughly estimated to be less than 100,000.  After walking into a deep alley and absorbing the souls of a few passers-by, Yang Long learned that half a year ago, the council issued a decree to disperse most of the city's population to other cities in Tirisfal Glades.  .  The members of the Noble Council had already evacuated completely.  Among the more than 89,000 people who stayed, they were basically low-level civilians who were unable to move far away, as well as soldiers who were ordered to station in the city to maintain basic order. They knew nothing about everything.  "It should have been shortly after the fight with Velen, right?" Yang Long thought immediately.  Judging from this series of reactions, it is enough to prove that the enemies have discovered their intentions. After all, although the secrets of the ancient gods are rarely known, they cannot be hidden from Velen and the powerful men of the night elves.  "Maybe at this moment, those guys are waiting for me in the north?" Yang Long smiled indifferently.  The fusion of the flesh and blood of the Ancient God is what Yang Long must do now. Since the enemies are already prepared in Tirisfal Glades, it is conceivable that the Black Coast is not far behind. There is no point in retreating to look for opportunities.  Since this is the case, we can only attack by force.  But before thatShua!  Yang Long, standing in the middle of the road, casually stretched out his hand, and a circle of light silver light burst out in all directions, destroying everything in the way within a hundred meters in diameter, and grinding all living things into flesh.  Mud becomes the nourishment of the body.  A shrill alarm sounded immediately.  "Who is it?" Amidst the yells of shock and anger, a thin young man wearing a robe, with a strength of about thirteenth level, floated up from the north. On the road more than a thousand meters behind him, there was  A group of two thousand cavalrymen charged in fiercely. ???¡­(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!
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