The Emerald Forest is a coastal zone in the southeast of the Pandaria continent, and it is also the center of civilization of the Pandaren civilization from its establishment to the present.

This lush hilly area is dotted with panda towns, villages, and large architectural complexes, as well as buildings like the Tian Chan Temple and the Blue Dragon Temple, which occupy an important place in the history of the panda people, and if this civilization needs a capital, it must be the Emerald Forest.

The panda people are very fond of pine and bamboo, believing that they have the power to make people stronger, so pine and bamboo can be seen everywhere between the cliffs and woodlands of the Emerald Forest, and the architecture of the panda people is very strange compared to the other civilizations throughout Azeroth.

They adorn the white stone buildings with beautiful bricks and cornices, and they like to use stone arch bridges that span the cliffs to connect each of the independent buildings so that they can be glued together into a single whole, and the ingenious panda craftsmen use outrageous techniques to give those buildings a very imaginative appearance, if you can look down from the sky, you will find that almost the entire palace and temple of the Emerald Forest are connected by these gorgeous stone bridges.

This made the scale of the complex quite grand, so much so that Queen Gianna, who visited the Temple under the guidance of the traveling scholar, exclaimed that compared to the Pandaren Emperor's manor with mountains and lakes as his back garden, the so-called mansions that the nobles of the entire human empire were proud of were almost like the stables of the countrymen.

But there's one place that's not open to these outsiders lately... Even with Queen Gianna's honorable status, there is no way to enter it.

It was the Blue Dragon Pillar in the center of the Emerald Forest, an absolute spectacle, and the 40-yard-tall white jade pillar was only the base of the spectacle.

The jade craftsmen with the best skills in the panda civilization, recruited from various regions of Pandaria, used a small hammer and tens of thousands of tons to select the best jade from the jade mines of the jade forest, and then carved a lifelike green dragon sculpture based on it and wrapped around the white feather pillar.

And judging by the fact that the work is now 90% complete, the jade dragon, which can be called a work of art, will reach a staggering height of 55 yards when it is fully carved.

Such a sculpture, not to mention being placed in Pandaria, or any civilization sent to Azeroth, can be regarded as a treasure of the town, after all, even the price of those green jades has reached an astonishing level.

But this sculpture is not just because of the panda people's worship of the Supreme Heavenly God, in fact, this green jade sculpture has a more important use for the Supreme Heavenly God Yulong.

"These craftsmen have been working on this sculpture for nearly five years... I saw them carve it little by little, and this was the fourth time I had seen it like this. ”

Yulong still followed Tyrion as a red panda, and she told Tyrion the story of the blue dragon carving like a little adult:

"Every 3,000 years, I have to go through a reincarnation, fade the soul from the ancient body, and then integrate the soul into the green dragon jade carving in front of me, and reappear in a younger state, frankly speaking, no matter how fun the game is, after playing it 4 times, you will feel quite bored, but no way, tradition is tradition..."

"Oh? Why? ”

Tyrion asked curiously:

"You are a demigod of the wilderness, and you have fused the power of the water element, it stands to reason that you should be immortal, and no one in this world can really kill you, not even me... So, this kind of reincarnation is actually a symbolic meaning, right? ”

The red panda incarnated by Yulong glanced at Tyrion with cute eyes, and she explained softly:

"Yes, a kind of symbol... I am different from the other three Celestials, in addition to my identity as the Supreme Celestial, I am also the ancestor of all the Xianglongs in Pandaria, my population is very long-lived, each Xianglong can live for a thousand years, and when the Xianglong feels that he is about to die, they will return to Linfeng Island and leave this world safely in the Xianglong Cemetery. ”

"I am their leader, I also have to follow this reincarnation, although it is only a ritual, but for the Xianglong race, it is very important, I also look forward to the day when I can see my children truly become an independent civilization, but it will take a long, long time, they have not yet been able to give birth to true wisdom, so I must maintain this ritual so that they understand the meaning of inheritance, and then give birth to the light of wisdom."

Yulong explained his own traditions in detail, but Tyrion had something else in mind.

"Oh? So, like the dragon, does Xianglong have its own cemetery? ”

The Great Lord's eyes narrowed, he was thinking about something that he could barely hide from Yulong, the Supreme Celestial God chuckled, and said to Tyrion:

"Don't mess your mind, King of the Necromancy, I know you rule the Necromancy, but Xianglong... With all due respect, you may not be able to awaken any of the dead dragons, my race is special, and trust me, we're not like those bloated dragons..."

"Well, I'm just talking."

The Great Lord waved his hand casually:

"We're friends, friends shouldn't do anything to hurt their feelings, I'm not going to do that... Speaking of which, I haven't asked you yet, are we friends? ”

Faced with the Great Lord's question, which sounded a little naïve, Yulong, as a Wisdom Heavenly Venerable, was silent.

Obviously, she knew the heavy meaning hidden behind Tyrion's question, although it seemed that Tyrion still maintained good intentions towards Pandaria, but with more and more information coming from the outside world, the things that Tyrion had done to this world in the past 10 years, any one of them, would make the Four Heavenly Gods feel extremely depressed.

Obviously, under the smile of this friendly man, there is another dangerous personality, and no one knows what he wants to do, and no one knows what he will do.

And as the Four Holy Beasts guarded by Pandaria, it was difficult for them to tie themselves to the Dark Blade so easily on this issue... No wise leader would do that.

Seeing Yulong's silence, Tyrion shrugged his shoulders with some regret:

"Well, it looks like we're not friends yet, it's a shame... Say, where is the suspicion sealed? ”

"Right here!"

Yulong pointed to the green dragon jade carving in front of him and said to the great lord:

"This was once the manor of Emperor Shaohao, and later it was transformed into a shrine, just to hide the sealing place of the Suspicious Evil, the warrior monks of the Shadow Trace Sect will come to strengthen the seal every 10 years, and at present, it seems that the Suspicious Demon is still sealed, but the evil energy riot in the sea outside the Emerald Forest means that this seal has been broken."

Qinglong said helplessly:

"Even the Demon Sealing Array left by Emperor Shaohao is not omnipotent, in the past 10,000 years, there will be occasional infected poor people in the places where the six demons have been sealed, and the panda people think that the demons will not affect their lives, and we also tell them so, this is necessary, only by maintaining a full spirit and optimistic attitude towards life, can we avoid being eroded by demons..."

"And the real cruel truth is that these strange existences have never been eradicated."

"Is that so?"

The High Lord took out a strange-looking bottle from the storage ring, it was made of the purest Episis crystal, and the mages of the Great Lich and Sindra had engraved several runes for sealing, and most importantly, there was a layer of pure death power outside the bottle, this power that could completely isolate the power of the Void, could ensure that as long as the bottle was not broken, the seal inside could not affect the outside world.

But to be honest, no one knows if this thing can have an effect on the strange demons, after all, although Tyrion has dealt with the ancient gods, it is the first time he has seen such a strange form as the demon that uses emotions as the basis of existence.

"I'm getting more and more curious."

As he spoke, the Great Lord closed his eyes and sensed the sealing enchantment hidden hundreds of meters deep under the earth of the Qinglong Jade Carving, and after determining the location, a crack in the Death Realm opened outside the seal underground, and seeing the Great Lord's body engulfed by the power of the Death Realm, Yulong shouted loudly:

"Do you need to let the Shadow Sect break the seal? If you go straight into it, I'm afraid that it will be dangerous to face the suspicious body that has been sealed for 10,000 years, and frankly, it will be very dangerous! ”

"Dangerous?"

Tyrion's last voice sounded in Yulong's ears:

"Non-existent!"

"Demons exist in emotions, and that's the basis of their life, but alas... I'm an emotionless undead, what do they do to influence me? ”

The Great Lord disappeared into the space under the Qinglong Jade Carving, and on the ground behind him, Yulong looked at the disappeared Great Lord with a suspicious expression:

"Just a moody guy like you, and you don't have feelings yet?"

"Trick the devil into it!"

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Beaulieu Spine, one of the greatest wonders on the continent of Pandaria.

Tyrion always likes to call it the "Great Wall", but in fact, the Pandragon Spine across Pandaria is not as long as 10,000 miles, but from the foothills of Kunlai Mountain in the north, across the Valley of the Four Winds, and south to the sea surface of the Kasanlang jungle, this fortress-level war defense line built by the slaves driven by the Mogu Empire 10,000 years ago, even after 10,000 years, still seems so terrifying.

The Mogu Empire, which has disappeared in history, has successfully divided the Pandaria Continent into east and west sides with the dragon's spine as the center, one side is the world where civilization exists, and the other side is the land ravaged by cruel and cunning mantis demons, like a thick city wall, which will forever isolate war and disaster from the life of the panda people.

The walls of the dragon spine are made of the strongest bluestone, from the city wall down to the city wall there are nearly 30 yards high, this is completely impossible to climb the war art with bare hands, the mantis demon has lasted for tens of thousands of years, every hundred years of terrible reincarnation, 99.9% will be blocked from the dragon spine, only less than 0.1% of the remaining enemies can rely on the strong wings, fly through the barrier of the dragon spine, but they will also be quickly eliminated by the warrior monks arranged near the dragon spine by the shadow faction.

It can be said that it is precisely because of the existence of this city wall that the panda people can continue to this day, although under this city wall, there are piles of blood and bones of the ancestors of the panda people who were slaves of the Mogu Empire.

"If we had such a wall on the borders of the Empire..."

Dressed in rough leather armor, Tanred stroked the cold rock on the wall of Beaulong's Back with some emotion, and he made no secret of his love for this work of war art, and said to Major General Taylor, who was also a prisoner of the Great Wall:

"Those orcs don't even want to fight at all, even the undead can stop us, this thing is a miracle!"

Major General Taylor did not speak, he raised his head and looked at the Great Wall that spread along the mountain all the way to the end of the line of sight in the distance, just like a dragon sitting on the earth, no wonder these panda people would call this wall the dragon's back, it is indeed very appropriate.

But in the face of the fantasies of his own head official, Taylor couldn't help but complain:

"With the manpower and material resources of the Empire, we simply can't afford to build a wall like this, Tanred, those panda people say that their ancestors built the wall as slaves, and it took decades to repair it... It's majestic, and I'll admit, it's useful, but to build such a wall, the finances of the empire will be completely crushed in less than 5 years..."

"It's possible for the Federation."

Major General Taylor glanced at the silent figure on the other side behind him, and he said in a rather weird way:

"After all, the Federation can drive the undead, the undead don't need to eat, they don't need to rest, as long as there are enough people, maybe they can be repaired in a year..."

"Shut up! Taylor! ”

Valentine, the general of the blood clan, scolded disdainfully:

"We federal people don't need a wall to protect us, only cowards hide behind a wall, we prefer..."

"Bell"

Before Valentine's words were finished, a piercing alarm bell sounded on the wall of the dragon's back, and the group of rookies who had just been assigned over did not realize what was happening, and then saw those elite pandaren warriors who were originally resting on the city tower rushed out quickly, and a pandaren warrior monk stuffed his weapon to a few prisoners of war who were still stunned, and he said with a serious face:

"The Mantis Demon is here! I'm sorry you're here too, but... If you survive, I'll treat you to a drink next time! ”

"Now, hold on to your weapons and stay alive... Just drive those bugs back to me! ”

Tanred subconsciously took the pandaren's halberd, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the panda people's gaze, in the twilight light, a floating black halo appeared in the sky, and the whole sky was filled with the strange sound of flapping wings.

That's the hideous-looking Mantis Demon Vanguard... It was another beginning of the reincarnation of a hundred years of bloody war... It was a cloud of destruction that hung over the entire continent of Pandaria.

Mantis Demon... Here it comes.