Ashaman's story is not complicated, even simply excessive.

You can't expect a beast to have such a poignant story, in fact, that's just part of nature's cycle of hunting.

Tens of thousands of years ago, at the beginning of the order, Freya, the Guardian of the Titans, established several ecologically perfect ecological gardens on the newborn land to allow the first life of Azeroth, and Ashaman was one of them, the birth of this panther cub was a tragedy, shortly after its birth, a pack of hungry wolves attacked Ashaman's home, killing his parents, and the wolves tried to kill him.

But the young Ashaman did not wait for death, on the contrary, the newly developed claws kept fighting back against the predators in the pool of blood of his parents, and the fierce wolves wounded him, but he was still not defeated by the pain, and left scars on the wolves, and the beasts were not willing to let themselves get more blood for this small piece of meat, so they finally left the panther's cave.

After being surprised and pained, the exhausted Ashaman could only hide alone in the cave where she had lost her parents and shivered, and then a pair of warm hands appeared, and she gently held Ashaman in her arms, but Ashaman did not appreciate it, and it waved its claws and tried to scratch the powerful Freya, a gesture that made the Life Guardian extremely happy.

Freya was happy to see the new life in this world as indomitable as Ashaman, so as a mother, she cared for Ashaman and the other beasts she adopted as if they were her own children, and when they grew up, she released them back into the wilderness...

Do beasts also be grateful?

Yes!

And they will remember the bounty of their youth more than the mere mortal with a complicated mind...

After a long time, the most powerful and fortunate of these beasts tainted with the power of the Titans were blessed with life, they incarnated as the extreme embodiment of life force in Azeroth, they did not grow old and died, they existed in this world for eternity, and they still followed their "mother" as before, wandering in the world of revival.

Even after the mysterious disappearance of their "mother", the demigods still follow the rules left behind by Lady Freya, and all the demigods of the wilderness joined in the fight against the demons 10,000 years ago when the demons of the Burning Legion tried to destroy the world that their mother loved... They don't know the grievances of mortals, and the reason why they participate in wars is simple...

Their mother loves the world, so they won't allow anyone else to destroy it!

Even if you give your own life, you will no longer hesitate...

You see, the gratitude of the beasts is so pure, the cruel war of the ancients has caused all the wild demigods except Tortula to fall, but they do not regret it, and now, their mother needs their help, so these proud demigods would rather compromise with death than find their mother!

Ashaman is the most withdrawn and wildest of Freya's children, but also Freya's favorite one, as Ashaman is the purest beast demigod.

This simple panther actually can't accept its own immortality, it has experienced the balance of the natural hunting order at a young age, it would rather die in time as an ordinary panther, but the gift of life cannot be refused, so the lonely panther and the god of hunting finally returned here.

"Quack!"

Ansu listened to Ashaman's uncomplicated story, and the scumbag raven tilted his head and looked at the panther below, which seemed to be asleep in the sunlight, and it screamed and asked:

"Then you don't hate those wolves? They killed your parents and almost ate you, so it stands to reason that after you've been raised by Freya, you should return to your valley and kill them all... But you didn't. ”

"That doesn't make sense, Ansu, we're all hunters, we're all hunted, it's part of the natural cycle."

The panther lying on the rocks of the sun, its beautiful tail hanging low and wagging in the air, said:

"I don't hate them, but I love to tease them, and when I was younger, I used to sneak into their nests and let out a roar announcing my arrival, scaring the frightened wolves, and it made me happy..."

"Oh~quack, no wonder your relationship with Godlin is so bad..."

Ansu croaked and laughed:

"Maybe you've tried to scare Godring, but I guess you've failed, hahaha, and I've heard the elves tell you the legend of the little leopard, Ashaman, who is said to have saved the whole of Kim by yourself. Azhara, in order to protect the elves of Sulama, you single-handedly slain a powerful demon lord and die with it... Well, you're a fierce little leopard, there's no doubt about it, but you're a little bit worse than old Ansu. ”

"It's not fun at all to fight demons, they're stupid, arrogant, they only use brute force ... is the worst prey. ”

Ashaman snorted:

"I miss the feeling of hunting as a beast even more, I don't really like the way I am now... When you become the best hunter and no one can challenge you, the hunt becomes very boring and you feel lonely. ”

"Oh? Is that so? ”

A glint flashed in Ansu's eyes, and it said in a strange tone:

"But, if there is such a new world... I mean, it's full of dangerous prey that you can challenge at will, and that new world has hunts that will never tire you, will you go there? ”

"What does this mean? Ansu, I know you've been in contact with that big lord, what's the matter, did he send you as a lobbyist? ”

The panther raised his head and looked at Ansu with a dangerous gaze, Ashaman was about to say something, but at this moment, a terrible scream came from the distance of this ancient and silent Soracha Basin, causing Ansu and Ashaman to raise their heads sharply.

"It's Avina! She was attacked..."

Ansu flapped his wings and flew into the air:

"Is there anything else in this place that makes her feel threatened? Looks like things are a bit troublesome... Little leopard, can you keep up? ”

Ansu's question was not answered, and it turned around, and the panther Ashaman, who was still behind it just a moment ago, had disappeared into the jungle... The speed of this hunting god is no slower than Ansu's wings.

And just as the two demigods rushed to the direction where their companions were attacked, they were shocked to find that Avina, the mother of birds, was fighting against two strange Wagri on the edge of the Sauracha Basin on the snow-capped mountain range, one black and one white, using shadows and spells similar to holy light respectively, and under the entanglement of their screams, the mother of birds fought back with great difficulty.

In order to resurrect in this world, the demigods of the wilderness weakened their souls as sacrifices to death, which caused these demigods to be a little weak at the moment and unable to burst out of their true strength, but judging from Avina's embarrassed posture, the strength of these two eccentric Vagri should not be underestimated.

"What's going on! Is it the Valkyrie of Tyryon? We have a covenant with him, so why are they attacking us? ”

The panther Ashaman raised his head and looked at the sky, it was not afraid of any opponent on the ground, but it could not fly ... So it was destined not to join the fight, but in response to Assaman's questioning, Ansu croaked and responded:

"Nope! Not from Tyrion! Look at their emblems! It's the Scourge Legion's Wagri! Damn it! When did the Lich King also have a high-level undead like Wagri? ”

Yes, the Soracha Basin is located on the western side of the Northrend continent, just north of the Borean Tundra, just across the mountain from the Icecrown Glacier, the stronghold of the Scourge Corps, which has been very low-key in recent years... It's normal for the Scourge legion minions to appear here, the only question is, why is there such a powerful Lord Wagri under the command of the Lich King?

"Fight them off first!"

Ansu set off a storm of sharp blades, roaring and rushing towards the two Vagri lords in the sky, and the black and white evil envoys saw that there was another strong enemy entering, the two cunning Vagri immediately gave up the fight, they flapped their wings and fled into the sky, but did not leave, but blew a low horn, which made Ansu's face change greatly, and the black panther Ashaman below also let out a warning roar.

In front of the eyes of the three demigods, the undead guard who appeared on the ridge of the snowy mountain like a rolling black stream condescendingly looked at the three intruders, and the leader was an orc death knight riding behind the frost dragon...

A death knight who makes the demigod feel a strong threat, not only because of the ferocity of this orc death knight, but also because of the icy sword he carries behind his back... A magic sword that the whole world fears.

Frost Sorrow!

"Why are you here?"

The orc raised his hand with black armor, and the silent undead behind him slowly retreated, the orc with the heavy helmet stared calmly and indifferently at the demigod in front of him, Ansu flapped his wings and hovered in the air, the storm demigod looked at the orc death knight in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze, and after a moment, it croaked and asked:

"You... Are you Grom? I remember it was Tyrion who took your soul, so now, are you from Tyrion or Neozu? ”

"Is there a difference?"

Grom. Hell roared with a low laugh like a howling north wind:

"I know you, Ansu... You, like me, serve a higher power, so I'll take this invasion as a misunderstanding and leave with your friend, but keep her shut! What's going on on Icecrown can't be known to the outside world, and if your friend leaks the news, it's not me who comes to talk to you... Do you understand? ”

"Quack!"

Ansu let out a scream of dissatisfaction:

"It seems that Tyrion still has a lot of secrets that I don't know, but I don't care about that, orcs, and we don't talk nonsense."

"Very well, then let's leave! Get out of here forever and better never come back! ”

As he spoke, the orc death knight pulled the reins of the frost dragon and slowly rose into the air, and disappeared into the hazy sky of the icecrown glacier under the protection of the two Vagri lords, until all the undead disappeared, Ansu's heart fell, they are powerful life demigods, but in the face of a death knight who holds the sorrow of frost and rules the terrible legion... It's really hard to say who wins and who loses.

"What the hell is going on?"

Ansu fell to the ground, looking at Avina, who was very embarrassed by the two high-ranking Vargri lords in front of her, and sternly questioned:

"Didn't I tell you in advance, don't mess with the undead? They're not dark blades with a bottom line, they're dangerous! ”

"I don't want to."

Avina in the posture of a white-feathered eagle was a little aggrieved, the mother of birds looked left and right, and then handed the thing that was clutched in the palm of her hand to the demigod companion in front of her, and her beautiful face like a night elf showed a smug expression again:

"Look! I found the message left by Ms. Freya! Right in the undead in the mountains... Their aura of death obscures the message, but I've found it..."

"Let's not mention this yet!"

Ansu glanced at the emerald seed in Avina's claws, and asked in a deep voice:

"What the hell did you see on the undead's side? Why do you provoke so many undead to hunt you down? ”

Ansu's question made Avina tremble, obviously, what this very curious mother of birds saw must be amazing, and in the face of Ansu and Ashaman's eyes, she hesitated for a moment, looking at the snow-capped mountain blocked by the undead not far away, she whispered:

"I saw it, and they were in... Hundreds of thousands of undead are busy in the walls of that tower, and there are many gnomes and goblins... A lot of metal utensils that we haven't seen before, and it's a city of steel. ”

"Those black steel, huge... We've seen a ship like the Draenei... And more than one! ”

"Above... There's a dark blade on it... Emblem! Naturally, mortals foolishly thought that the Scourge and the Blade were hostile, but they... They have long since merged! ”

"Shut up!"

Seeing Avina's voice getting louder, Ansu scolded viciously:

"You didn't see anything! Do you understand? ”

"You've got to keep this secret in your heart! Bring it to the grave! Don't tell anyone! If you don't want to experience the eternal silence! ”

"Got it done?"

On the top floor of the black fortress of Icecrown Glacier, the deep voice of Naozu sounded faintly from the cold ice of 10,000 years:

"The intruder who doesn't know whether to live or die..."

"That's a collaborator on Tyryon's side."

Grom took off his helmet, revealing his face covered in cold death, and he put the Frost Grief in his hand back to the edge of the Ice Throne of Neozu, and he whispered:

"Those clever beasts will keep secrets."

"That's good..."

Naozu's voice seemed a little more expectant than before, and after a moment of silence, he spoke again:

"Aren't you really going to really be the sword-wielder of Frost Sorrow? Grom, this weapon, I like you very much..."

"It's not time yet!"

Grom. Hellroar placed his black helmet under his arm, and without looking back from the Ice Throne, he said:

"I'll talk about it after I'm done with that fight."

"Wait for us, after we have completely buried Kil'Gardan... Let's talk about it. ”

After the Death Knight Grom left, above the empty Ice Throne, Neozu's voice rang out again, this time with little anticipation in his voice.

"Hehe, that's a good point!"

"Fraudster Kilgardan... Come on, come into the world, we... We, the blood-thirsty Avengers, have been..."

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