MTL - Live Streaming: Azeroth-Chapter 43 changing times, changing people

Silvermoon City has a history of nearly 7,000 years since its completion. This arcane capital standing at the northernmost tip of the continent symbolizes the prosperity and prosperity of the high elves.

After many years, Sharlayan once again stepped through the Shepherd's Gate and walked on the Avenue of the Elders.

Looking at the empty shops on both sides of the main road, he felt a little complicated.

When Sharlayan left Silvermoon City last time, it was still a bustling scene, with countless high elves coming to shop and enjoy themselves every day.

The taverns in Silvermoon City are always open all night long, and the people in the city with superior living conditions are drunk and dreamy all day long, as if there is nothing worth worrying about or worrying about in this world.

But now, in front of the alley of the tavern, even the usual maids dressed in cool clothes to attract customers are not seen.

The shock of the murderous forest trolls storming the city has not yet faded from the memory of the residents of Silvermoon.

The "old people" who used to walk and chat on the Avenue of the Elders with their heads held high disappeared without a trace, replaced by a few pedestrians who huddled their bodies like frightened birds and walked quickly with their heads down.

Residents of Silvermoon City are extremely proud of the strength of Quel'Thalas, protected by a powerful Bandin Norrell barrier. They never thought that any country or force could reach the gate of Silvermoon City.

A war approaching the city has severely impacted the self-confidence of these people, and began to change their inherent concepts that have lasted for thousands of years.

Some people shrank their heads like turtles, hiding at home and dare not go out easily, and some people refused to accept the reality and paralyzed themselves with a lot of alcohol at home.

But there are also some people who have recognized the reality through this war.

War and crisis are never far from Quel'Thalas.

The reason why they can enjoy a peaceful and peaceful life with peace of mind is only because there have been people in the southern part of the forest carrying the burden for the entire kingdom for thousands of years.

Witnessing the changes in all living beings in Silvermoon City with his own eyes, Sharlayan said with some emotion: "From this perspective, this war is not meaningless."

Valeera, who accepted the order to meet Sharlayan, nodded in agreement.

"I hope that this lesson can wake up some people who still have fighting spirit. As for those shrinking turtles who still bury their heads and pretend nothing happened... let them go."

Not seeing each other for half a month, Valeera was surprised to find that some subtle changes had taken place in Sharlayan's temperament and demeanor.

As a childhood sweetheart who grew up together, Valeera considered herself to be one of the few people in the world who knew Sharlayan best.

In her impression, Sharlayan has a stubborn personality, is not afraid of fighting, and will not hesitate to impose severe punishment on anyone who crosses his red line. Sometimes his body moves faster than his brain.

To put it bluntly, he is childish, vindictive, obviously smart but doesn't like to use his brain.

This time they met, Valeera felt that Sharlayan had become a little more mature.

When he came to Silvermoon City in the past, he would always show deep-seated disgust unabashedly.

Valeera was very clear about the reason why he was disgusted with Silvermoon City, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with Sharlayan's attitude, but she just hoped that he could be more tactful.

When they met this time, Sharlayan didn't see much disgust on his face, replaced by complicated and flickering eyes.

"Did something happen?"

It is impossible for a person to mature suddenly without warning, and there must be a reason for Sharlayan's changes.

Valeera worriedly checked his body carefully in public, and confirmed that there were no wounds, and then opened the distance again under Sharlayan's helpless refusal, completely ignoring the ambiguous eyes of passers-by.

"I'm fine."

Sarlayan said to Valeera, who was both dumbfounded, and said, "I just learned something from my father's family letter and figured something out."

"Oh?"

Valeera's expression changed, and she asked with great interest, "Can you tell me?"

Since Sarlayan didn't like thinking since he was a child, he would often tell Valeera what he couldn't figure out, and she would help him with ideas.

Julian therefore joked that Valeera is Sharlayan's external thinking module.

After getting the system, with the help of the barrage, Sharlayan can safely discuss all the secrets with people from another world who will never leak information, and Valeera's role is naturally downplayed.

After hesitating for a while, Sharlayan shook his head: "It's better that you don't know about some things."

More than a week later, Sharlayan has basically accepted his special background of half elf and half dragon.

But he wasn't sure if his friends could accept this strange bloodline composition.

After all, dragons are ferocious and terrifying legendary creatures in the impression of most mortals.

A look of surprise appeared on Valeera's face, and then she puffed out her cheeks unhappily.

"Why? Think you alienated old friends when you grow up?"

Sharlayan waved his hand to explain: "No, that's not what I meant, it's just..."

At this time, most of the bullet screens are laughing at the quarrels and skirmishes between the two, and some violent CP parties are still excitedly shouting "Knock it" and "They are real".

"Salayan, don't be so nervous, Valeera just wants to trick you."

"Remember what we taught you, even if you decide to tell her in the end, you have to trade secrets for secrets. That intelligence deal hasn't been completed yet."

During this period of time, under the nourishment of the special energy in that unknown piccolo, the restlessness buried in the depths of Sarlayan's soul was gradually calmed down.

After analyzing a large number of barrages, he roughly sorted out the source of this inexplicable rage.

The inexplicable restlessness of the soul should be caused by the repulsion between the gradually awakening dragon blood and the mortal body.

The repulsion here does not refer to physical rejection, but the conflicts that are difficult to reconcile between the existences of different positions.

The dragon family, or the guardian dragon family, are legendary creatures from the moment they are born, and all dragons will naturally have legendary strength when they become adults.

This is not the case for fragile mortals. Even if they are as blessed as high elves, they still need to grow step by step and activate their potential through their own efforts. There is an essential difference in the growth form between the two. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The dragon's blood inherited from the legendary creature flows in the body of a mortal. Even if it does not cause serious negative effects on Sharlayan's body, it will inevitably have some impact on his soul.

This is the alien blood repulsion effect mentioned by the barrage.

Ever since he learned that he was a human-dragon hybrid, Sharlayan would always unconsciously imagine Julian wrestling with a ferocious monster.

Sharlayan was finally relieved when the barrage, out of breath from laughter, told him that the dragon could take human form.

Ellette Moon Soul... Now that I think about it, this name is probably fake, just a pseudonym.

It is basically certain that the guy with the strange whereabouts is a giant dragon in human form, but it is not known which family of the five-color giant dragon it is.

After hearing the result from the barrage, Salayan guessed the purpose of Ellette's coming to Quel'Thalas.

Helping Sharlayan was just a coincidence.

He should have come here for the red dragons controlled by the tribe. The so-called entrusted by an old friend should be the red dragon Krasus who hides his identity and lives in Dalaran. His full name is Korestraz.

"Valeera, you said before that the Backlight Blade has some vague information about my life experience, can you tell me now?"

"Well... yes."

Valeera rolled her eyes, and with a smirk behind her back, she approached Sharlayan.

"But don't forget, this is a deal, and you need to promise me a condition."

Having already guessed that Valeera would not speak out easily, Sharlayan nodded calmly.

"Don't you want to know what news I learned from Dad's letter? I can use this information in exchange."