The large vine seat is several sizes larger than those seats adapted to the human body.
But it is just right for Zong Shen, who is still a demon hunter now.
Zong Shen did not sit down rashly. In his opinion, it is best not to sit on such a meaningful seat casually.
Just like those villains with weak hands in TV series, when they see a throne, they will subconsciously want to sit on it, and then they will often suffer bad luck with the previous owner of the throne.
Zong Shen didn't want to offend any metaphysics.
He only longs for Illidan's power, not the bonds Illidan carries.
After walking around the large vine seat, I found that it was an ordinary seat.
It doesn't even have attributes, the information description just says it's very strong.
The notes of the strategy module mentioned another detail.
That is, there is a hidden vitality in this large vine seat that maintains it from decaying for thousands of years.
After confirming this, Zong Shen could finally destroy it with confidence.
This will make it easier to take out the inheritance rewards that Illidan Stormrage left in the throne room.
The [Demon-Slaying Glaive of Azzinoth] in his hand suddenly burst into a layer of sacrificial fire.
The sharp blade shines through three inches of the blade.
After being prepared, he decisively took out the knife and started cutting slowly from the side.
The strong vines were easily cut open by the blade.
Then, like sliced ​​toast, Zong Shen sliced ​​the large vines across the middle toward the middle.
Before he actually cut to the middle, he saw the carrier of the inheritance reward.
It was a small wooden bird only as big as a palm.
The carving technique is very rough and not many details can be seen.
The edges are straight and have no artistic beauty.
It looks like a child's random work.
It was such an unspectacular gadget, and the name it displayed was [Illidan's Lament]. Zong Shen knew it must be a small object with a story just by looking at it.
Otherwise, it would not become a carrier of inheritance.
He took out the small wooden bird from the hollow of the big vine base.
I saw its curled paws and the horns on its head.
Because the details are relatively rough, Zong Shen doesn't know how to evaluate this seemingly featureless wood carving.
However, he could probably guess that this wood carving should be related to some of Illidan Stormrage's childhood experiences.
When he reached out and picked up the wood carving.
The little wooden bird looks particularly mini in the generous devil's hand.
At the same time, a memory also flooded into Zong Shen's mind.
"Illidan, this is for you."
Malfurion Stormrage, holding the Storm Staff and wearing a crowfeather suit, handed the wooden bird to the young Illidan. He was smiling and there were gorgeous little flowers on the antlers above his head.
His words make people feel like a spring breeze, and they can't help but forget the troubles in their hearts.
Even Zong Shen, who was browsing the memory fragments, was slightly affected.
Unconsciously, he developed a preconceived impression of Malfurion.
You must know that a person's likes and dislikes are subjective.
The figure of the young Illidan is blurred in the memory fragments.
But Zong Shen could feel the joy he felt at that time.
He is said to be a teenager, but in fact the age gap between him and Malfurion is not much larger than that of a generation, but his current age is a turning point.
Malfurion, who has long been famous, is already a leader among young people.
And Illidan still looks like a half-grown boy.
A few years ago, the two brothers would often play with Tyrande.
It's just that now my brother and Tyrande have grown up first.
"Brother, I am practicing Silver Moon Swordsmanship."
"As long as I can gain the approval of the Ancient Tree of War, I can fight alongside you and Tyrande."
"By the way, this wooden bird..."
Illidan Stormrage hesitated to speak.
In fact, he has long passed the age of playing with wooden birds, but after all, this is the first gift his brother gave him.
"What's wrong, don't you like it?"
"My brother carved this by himself when he was a child. Do you still remember the old horned eagle named Hu Lan?"
Malfurion smiled harmoniously and stretched out his hand to take the wooden bird back.
Illidan dodged out of habit, then shook his head.
"I like it. I like it."
"It's just that I'm not a child anymore."
In response to this answer, Malfurion tilted his head slightly.
A trace of worry flashed in his wise eyes.
At this moment, he seemed to see some not-so-good future.
The brothers' divergence may have been destined for a long time.
Without saying anything else, he put his arm around Illidan's shoulder.
"Remember, no matter what happens in the future."
"Don't forget this wooden bird."
"Memories are always more worthy of praise than hatred."
After saying these intriguing words, Malfurion walked away without looking back.
In the memory fragments, the final frozen scene is the young Illidan staring at the back of the wooden bird in deep thought.
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Zong Shen escaped from the memory fragments.
You probably know what this wooden bird represents.
That was my brother's entrustment, or it was an anchor of beautiful memories.
This anchor may have really played a supporting role in Illidan's heart when he went dark later, but that's all.
It seems like something has changed, but also like nothing has changed.
But Illidan used it as a carrier of inheritance.
And its name is also called [Illidan's Lament], which is enough to prove that this wooden bird still has a lot of weight in Illidan's heart.
Zong Shen looked at the wooden bird in his hand again.
Immediately, a special light blue energy poured into it.
Let Zong Shen be inspired directly.
His [Wisdom] attribute began to skyrocket at this moment.
[Absorb Illidan’s mourning inheritance]
[Increase wisdom by 9000 points. When you reach level 60, level 80, or level 100, you will gain another 4000 points of wisdom attribute gain at each stage]
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To be continued...