Mo Wuxie was able to successfully frighten the two beast kings, naturally because of the beast's language.
Because humans nowadays can no longer speak animal language. Only elves can be proficient in the languages of hundreds of tribes. It is not difficult to imagine that those who can speak animal language are the holy kings of the elves.
Mo Wuxie's words naturally convinced them that except for the Elf Saint King, no one could speak fluent animal language.
The Monkey King and the Tiger King naturally know their own affairs. The World of Warcraft Forest is indeed in some trouble now. If it cannot be solved, it may affect the future of the Warcraft clan.
They exchanged glances, as if to say, never mind, let this guy be dealt with by the saints, since we can't make big waves in our territory anyway.
The Monkey King looked at Mo Wuxie and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, Holy King of the Elf Tribe, since the high priest has predicted that we will be in disaster, and based on the high priest's divination of the future, there must be some unknown dangers. In this case, you can
Come with us to see the Saint!"
Mo Wuxie nodded with a smile and said, "Thank you both!"
There is someone to lead the way, so there is no need for headless flies to wander around.
Along the way, Mo Wuxie acted like a master, and his words were always so enigmatic, which made the two kings even more confused about him.
Because, in the ancient memories passed down by them, the elves are so enigmatic, and what they say is unclear and difficult to understand.
For this reason, they were even more convinced that Mo Wuxie was the Holy King.
"Honorable Holy King, have you brought the water of life? If we, the Crane Clan, do not get enlightenment, we will perish!"
The Monkey King and the Tiger King sandwiched Mo Wuxie in the middle. Their attitudes were modest, and the words they asked at this time were even more polite.
Mo Wuxie smiled mysteriously and said, "The water of life is the enlightenment of life. Wherever I am, it is everywhere!"
The Tiger King was very carefree, with a big and long mouth, and said with a simple and honest smile: "Then you mean, is it on you or not on you?"
Mo Wuxie shook his head and said: "It cannot be said that the water of life only exists where it should be!"
The Monkey King and Tiger King originally enjoyed listening to his inscrutable words, but after a long time, they felt a little crazy.
The Tiger King really wanted to yell, whether it was true or not, but after the Monkey King gave him a look that said he should not be reckless, the Tiger King suppressed it.
Mo Wuxie naturally noticed their emotional changes, so in order to stabilize them, he had to change the subject and continued: "Which clan does your saint belong to?"
The Monkey King smiled and said: "From the fox tribe."
Speaking of the Fox Clan, the Tiger King immediately became interested and said: "The Fox Clan has wisdom beyond the limits of human beings, so it is natural that it can be worthy of being a saint. She can understand all factors and can see the vague future. She is the best choice for us beasts.
The leader of the clan!”
Mo Wuxie smiled slightly. It seemed that the saint was equivalent to the high priest of the elves, and continued to ask: "Has your king of beasts been born?"
It was okay not to say it, but as soon as it was said, the atmosphere immediately became a bit dull. The Monkey King said: "If it happens, we will not be scattered. How can humans have the chance to go deep into our hinterland and take away the Crane King's magic core!"
Mo Wuxie smiled even more. The Warcraft were not united, which was naturally a good thing for humans.
Following them, they went straight into the depths of the twilight forest. According to Mo Wuxie's calculation, Mo Wuxie calculated how far they had gone, at least eighty miles.
Suddenly, the three of them stopped.
Mo Wuxie walked around a tree in front of him and saw the incredible scene ahead.
There was a plain ahead, covering an area of 100,000 square meters. In the middle of the plain, eighteen square boulders stood staggering here and there. Each boulder was twenty meters long and five meters wide.
Some boulders stand on two pillars, with a boulder on top, like a stone door; some are inserted diagonally into the soil; some have two staggered pillars lying on the grass, and some...
These eighteen huge stones lie on the green grass. They look chaotic, but they seem to convey a signal. This is a special regular arrangement.
Although the light in the twilight forest was dim, it did not affect Mo Wuxie's vision.
There are special runes on these boulders, one for each boulder. Some are like eyes, some are like flying fish, some are like birds, and some are like the sun and the moon...
The runes on each boulder are different and look very mysterious.
In the four directions of the plain, southeast and northwest, there are four huge stone chambers, more than a hundred meters high, and they look like giants wherever they are located.
Before stepping into the plains, a prehistoric aura was released, making people feel like they were back in ancient times.
What is this? Mo Wuxie looked shocked, especially the huge pile of rocks, which gave him a dangerous signal.
Monkey King Rondel pointed at the giant stone pile and said proudly: "Your Excellency Holy King, where are you looking? I guess you are familiar with this. This is the Stonehenge of our orcs. It can predict the future, pass on will, and can also send out destruction.
The power of!”
The Monkey King also said proudly: "Stonehenge was built by the gods of our beast tribe. The specific time cannot be traced back. In short, the time is very long!"
Mo Wuxie nodded in praise: "It's such a strong and weird aura, the word "destruction" seems not an exaggeration!"
After Mo Wuxie passed on Catalina's memory, he had some understanding of Stonehenge. What the Monkey King and Tiger King knew was just the tip of the iceberg.
Even once Stonehenge is activated, it can evoke the power of the stars, and this power can destroy everything.
He looked at the surrounding stone chambers and said, "Which room is the saint in?"
The Monkey King looked at a stone room directly in front of him and said: "There!"
Mo Wuxie asked again: "What about the other stone chambers?"
The Monkey King pointed to a stone chamber on the left and said: "Look over there, it is where our nine beast kings gather, and it is also our temporary resting place. The other two stone chambers, one is the temple of the king of beasts, and the other...
…It seems to be vacant and no one has been in it for a long time.”
Mo Wuxie already knew a lot about this place and knew it well.
At this time, six people walked out of the stone room on the left, each with a unique appearance, representing their identity.
They filed out, and Mo Wuxie immediately analyzed their characteristics, including the Lion King, the Bear King, the Snake King, the Tiger King, and the Eagle King.
It's just that the person who came out at the end left him a little confused. This person seemed to be no different from other people. But when he walked, he had a prehistoric atmosphere, which made people tremble.
Mo Wuxie asked.
The Monkey King seemed very afraid of this guy and said: "This guy is our boss, the Dragon King!"
Mo Wuxie became interested and asked, "What does the true body look like?"
The Monkey King said: "Of course it's the Ridgeback, dear. The boss's body is a hundred meters long and can scare people to death!"
Ridgeback? Mo Wuxie thought about it for a moment and had an idea.
According to the memory Catalina gave him, the Ridgeback is a sub-dragon from the ancient dragon clan.
During the ancient times of hundreds of tribes.
It is an indisputable fact that giant dragons are greedy for money, and they also have unknown sexual behaviors. They often have lewd and evil things with some humans and some beasts, so a low-level dragon tribe has been produced, which has some parts of the dragon tribe.
Their strength and talent are incomparable to those of giant dragons, so this race is also called the Yaron race.
The Ridgeback in front of me is a member of the Yaron tribe, a hybrid.