Magical Strategist

The weapon shop is a wooden building built on tree branches.

The real dragon knocked on the door.

A hoarse male voice came from inside: "We are now closed for the evening. Please come back tomorrow."

Zhenlong immediately replied: "I'm here to pick up the goods."

There was a pause for a few seconds, and then he responded: "What goods are you picking up?"

"The Sword of the East."

"how long?"

"One foot three inches."

"How heavy is it?"

"Fifty-six pounds."

With a creak, the door opened.

A head popped out to look around, and after confirming that there was no suspicious person, he pulled the two real dragons into the house.

A dim oil lamp was lit inside.

The real dragon looked at the whole room and saw that it was filled with all kinds of weapons and equipment.

The master clattered to free two chairs among the weapons pile. "Sit down... would you two have some tea?"

"Thank you." The real dragon looked at his master. There was a deep scar on his left eye and he was still lame when he walked. But the deep eyes reflected a different look.

After a while, two cups of hot tea were brought over.

"Are you Xilang?" Yuanshan asked.

"That's right. I am Lord Luna's spy around Ivan." Xilang replied. "Xi Lang is not my real name. My name is Liangjing."

"Nice to meet you!" said the real dragon, cupping his fists.

"We are all our own people, there is no need to be formal." Xi Lang said.

"You should know the reason why the Moon God sent us here, right?" asked the real dragon.

"Of course. I have already arranged the time and route of the operation, and I am waiting for you to come." Xilang said.

"Oh? Can you tell me what to do?" Zhenlong asked.

West Wolf seemed very cautious. He closed all the skylights and side windows of the house. After confirming that there was no one else, he started to say: "You two should know that I am an arms dealer, and my customers are not ordinary individual customers, but the guards of Luluo Hall. So there is an opportunity to enter Luluo Hall to deliver goods once a month. The day after tomorrow, It’s the agreed delivery time, you two can go in with me.”

"So that's it, then where is Sara's depression?" the real dragon asked.

"It's in Ivan's treasure pavilion. When the time comes, I will be responsible for attracting the attention of the guards. You two must crack the code of the treasure pavilion door as soon as possible."

"Password? Luna didn't mention this thing."

"The code consists of keys that can have seven symbols and you have to press them in the correct sequence within three times or an alarm will sound."

"Is there such a thing? Do you know what the password is?" Zhenlong asked anxiously.

West Wolf shook his head helplessly. "Only Ivan knows the password. So this is the most difficult problem for each other's actions."

The real dragon held his chin, thought for a while, and asked, "What do those seven symbols look like? What's the connection?"

"These questions are unknown, but I will draw the symbols and you can study the connections." Xilang said.

"Okay!" The real dragon nodded and said.

"Enter the Treasure Pavilion, and you can use the key to open the Magic Box. After success, I will arrange a mount at the back door, and you two will leave quickly."

"I understand." Zhenlong couldn't wait.

"Don't worry, we will leave the day after tomorrow, so we have enough time to prepare. You sit down for a while, and I will give you the symbol right away."

After a while, Xilang drew seven symbols on the paper and handed it to the real dragon.

The real dragon looked at these symbols, which were shaped like the moon, sun, giant trees and other natural objects, not blood elf writing. True Dragon consulted some Mora history and the evolution of ancient blood elf hieroglyphics.

It was late at night and nothing was found.

The real dragon was a little tired, and his eyes were sore and painful. He wanted to put down the symbols and go to bed, but there was not much time left and he had to interpret the meaning of the symbols as soon as possible.

The symbol was set by Ivan, and perhaps it should be based on his life experience.

The Yi family is the second largest family of blood elves, second only to the Moraai family. The powerful "Heavenly Movement Curse" was created by Yishi, and was gradually improved by later generations, becoming a powerful technique.

Ivan has been withdrawn since childhood, with fair skin and handsome appearance. He was raped by an enemy when he was young, and his humanity has been distorted since then.

But his talent in martial arts was higher than that of Ai BoLe and Cang Sheng (Cang clan of the Kurli tribe, Cang Jia's father) at the same time. He only wants to obtain eternal life and eternal appearance. He sucks the blood of his own kind and eats babies alive. A boy must be given to him to "practice" every month...

After ascending to the throne of the chief patriarch, he still did not give up the exploration of eternal life. Now he is practicing in seclusion and pursuing his dream of immortality...

After reading Ivan's information, the real dragon lowered his head and stared at the symbol.

Giant trees, sun, sea, mountains, moon, earth, stars...

They are not related at all, how to sort them?

The real dragon finally couldn't hold on any longer and his eyes were so swollen. He stood up, walked to the window and looked into the distance, taking a short rest.

Outside the window, you can see the endless giant Wana trees, thousands of years old.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in the real dragon's mind.

The giant tree of youth, the sun that will never go out for ten thousand years...

Although these pictographic symbols represent different things, they all express the same meaning - eternity.

Could it be that these things can form a certain word? Or a certain word? To be precise, the word eternity?

True Dragon began to sort based on the blood elf text...

Sure enough, they do form the word "eternal". The real dragon was full of joy and secretly admired his intelligence. However, this is just a guess, and there may be other answers.

Sarah Melancholy is the only hope to defeat Ivan, and she must get it successfully no matter what! After the real dragon was happy for a while, he continued to explore other answers...

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I rested for two days at Xilang's weapon shop and made sufficient preparations.

The real dragon's human ears were a big problem, so Xilang specially made a pair of realistic fake ears for him.

everything's ready.

Early that morning, Xilang and the other three set out for Luluotang, dragging a cart full of weapons and equipment.

Luluo Hall, as the name suggests, is a wooden castle full of green radish trees.

The castle is built on the highest point of the giant tree of Varna. Far away, the green and lush scenery is unique. It is not as majestic as a human building, nor is it as rough as an orc's lair. It looks very simple, beautiful and luxurious, and is one with nature.

Xilang and the guard at the door were acquaintances. Every time he came to deliver goods, he would chat with these guards. This time is no exception.

"Boss Liang (Xi Lang's real name, Liang Jing) is here to deliver goods again? What is it this time? We have to check."

"Please." Xilang generously gave up his seat for inspection. This is a necessary process for every entry.

A blood elf guard opened a wooden crate full of weapons. Then he looked at it carefully.

"Who are these two?" The soldier asked when he saw that Zhenlong and Yuanshan were unfamiliar faces.

Xilang calmly replied: "Handyman, there are a lot of goods this time. I can't move them alone."

"Oh, then they can't go in."

"Ah? This..." Xilang was very worried.

"I'm really sorry. Recently, the gods have tightened their guard over Luluo Hall after taking over the power. Anyone who is not an acquaintance is prohibited from entering. It's not that I don't want to give you face." The guard said helplessly.

Not allowed in? What should this do? West Wolf didn't know what to do.