Sylvanas looked in front of her.
Thick fog…
Thick fog everywhere.
The thick fog was so thick that she couldn’t even tell the direction, let alone see what was in front of her clearly.
She could only barely walk through the thick fog.
The ground under her feet seemed to be very hard.
It seemed to be made of some kind of rock, a bit like the surface of the palace of the Tower of Sunfury.
She slowly and carefully walked through it.
Soon, Sylvanas found that she seemed to have changed a little.
The thick fog surrounded her, and there was a special strength in the fog.
This strength gradually healed the injuries on her body.
The wounds were healing, and the injured internal organs were also recovering.
“What is this place?” She asked.
But no one could answer her question.
The fog isolated everything.
Even magic was excluded!
Fortunately, her physical strength and archery skills, which she had trained for many years, were still there.
Sylvanas tightly held the longbow in her hand and slowly walked forward.
Suddenly, an orange light appeared in the distance of the fog.
Sylvanas looked at the source of the light. As a child of the Windrunner family, Sylvanas had received a very formal education since she was young.
It was about magic, combat.
History, and culture.
The proud Highborne Elves always pursued perfection!
Therefore, Sylvanas knew many secrets that ordinary people did not know.
“Here…” she thought of the voice beside her ear, “The lair of an ancient god?”
C’Thun, Y’Shaarj, Yogg-Saron, N’Zoth…
The legends of the four ancient gods appeared in her heart.
However…
In the legends, the fog never had anything to do with the four ancient gods!
There was no legend that the crazy ancient gods would help others.
With these thoughts in mind, Sylvanas carefully approached the light source.
Then, she saw a figure standing under the light in the depths of the fog.
He was standing there.
The fog surrounded him and keeping him in.
Just by looking, Sylvanas knew that he was the master of the fog.
And he also saw her.
He turned his head, and the fog wrapped around his head.
Two flames rose from his eye sockets, slowly swaying under a thin pair of glasses.
“Hello!” Sylvanas walked forward, full of vigilance and salutation.
But the words were not Thalassian.
Nor was it any language that she knew.
It was a strange and weird language.
However, she could speak it without any obstacles.
The man looked at her and seemed surprised for a while, but soon the flame in his eyes burned. “Welcome!”
He said, “Customer…”
Ling Pingan pushed open the door of his shop and turned back to look at the new customer who came from the fog.
She was wearing a green silk coat. She was tall and slim.
She had a small face that seemed to be very delicate, but the color of her skin seemed a little different.
However…
Ling Pingan had seen that a lot.
Shang dynasty merchants!
Especially those who had mixed blood with the people of the Land of Qin in the history of the Shang dynasty. Many of them were like this.
There were a large number of such people in the entertainment industry of the Federal Empire.
It seemed that they were liked because they were sweet and cute.
However, it was really difficult for Ling Pingan to tell them apart.
Basically, the men and women on TV were the same molds in his eyes.
Therefore, the customer was also similar to those people on TV to him.
He saw her appearance.
But…
If you put the two pandas in front of you and tried to distinguish them, would you be able to notice the difference?
No!
Unless you were with them day and night or at least meeting them frequently.
Otherwise, most people would not be able to tell the difference between the two pandas.
It was the same for Ling Pingan. He only remembered the appearance of the people he often met. So he could distinguish them.
If they were strangers unless they had some iconic features.
Otherwise, he would easily be confused.
“Hmm…” Ling Pingan turned to look and immediately realized that this customer was most likely a customer of the descendants of the Shang dynasty. It seemed that she had pointy ears.
“Cosplay!” He knew it very well.
It could be seen from the way this customer dressed.
She was probably a fanatic fan of some anime or game.
Of course, it was also possible that she was a descendant of a chief priest of a certain Shang dynasty tribe.
Ever since they had been with the brothers of the Xia dynasty, the descendants of the Shang dynasty had long since mixed with the various tribes of the Xia.
The interaction was very frequent.
The local immigrants went to the Beizhou, Nanzhou, and Xisong in the metropolitan territory.
The descendants of the Shang dynasty in Beizhou and Nanzhou migrated to the metropolitan territory.
They intermarried and interacted with each other frequently. They were no longer separated from each other.
Only a few people, such as officiators, shamans, and other religious people from the Shang dynasty, maintained the living conditions and habits of three hundred years ago.
However, these people maintained the traditional conditions and habits.
They did it more for money.
Simply put, it was to cheat the subsidy.
The Federal Empire respected and supported the religious beliefs and traditional customs of the various nationalities.
Every year, there was a large amount of money allocated to support the cultural heritage and research of the various brotherly nationalities.
Thinking of that, Ling Pingan’s smile became even more brilliant.
Because regardless of which kind of customer it was.
It meant that she was rich!
One could tell just by looking at her clothes.
Such a set of clothes…
A retro silk coat, leather boots, the exquisite handmade longbow in her hand, and this special makeup and hair.
Every single one of them required a large sum of money!
That made the young bookstore owner extremely happy!
“I’m going make some money!”He thought delightedly, “Today is my lucky day…”
“Not only did I write 13,000 new books…”
“There’s even a customer before closing time!”
“Awesome!”
Sylvanas looked nervously at the strange ancient god in front of her.
Her voice came into her ears. “Welcome… Customer…”
That was a language that she had never heard before.
It seemed to be the same language as the one she had just spoken.
It was just that…
When he spoke, Sylvanas could feel that the entire fog was drooping, crawling, and squirming.
It was like a servant listening to the will of a king, or a believer worshipping a god.
He leaned slightly to the side, pushed open a door, and made an inviting gesture.
Sylvanas thought for a moment and walked in.
Meow!
A kitten poked its head out from a wooden counter behind the door.
In the amber cat’s eyes, there were stars.
The shadow of a pyramid appeared above its head.
Countless prayers were heard.
“True God!” Sylvanas took a deep breath. Although she was young, she knew the existence of gods.
Whether it was Elune, the wilderness gods that the night elves believed in.
Or the existence behind the Catastrophe Legion.
Or the ancient gods who lurked around the world…
But…
This kitten was different from the gods in the legends.
The pyramid slowly rotated.
The wishes of all beings came from the prayers.
They prayed to the kitten, seeking shelter, and also prayed to it for protection.
So…
“She…” Sylvanas guessed, “Can answer her believers…”
“At least, she once protected them…”
Only in this way would the believers diligently pray for shield and protection.
Just like Elune and the wilderness gods that the night elves believed in.
Because Elune and the wilderness gods did exist and would respond to the prayers.
That was why the night elves added Elune or the wilderness gods’ requests in the prayers.
Unfortunately, the little kitten only glanced at Sylvanas before lowering her head.
She lay down behind the counter again.
Sylvanas’ eyes moved forward, and saw the darkness in front of her.
The pitch-black liquid was flowing slowly at the edge of a terrifying, silent black hole that looked like an endless abyss.
In the pitch-black abyss, pairs of the terrifying evil eye opened and closed one after another.
Just looking at them caused Sylvanas’ soul to tremble.
She quickly turned her head and looked at the wall.
Terrifying pictures were stuck on the wall.
In the pictures, terrifying figures slowly appeared.
Terrifying whispers came from within.
What was more terrifying was that behind the wallpaper, there were continuous rustling sounds.
It was as if something was hidden behind the thin wallpaper.
Pairs of terrifying eyes lit up from the painting.
It was as if they were saying, ‘Tiny insects… do you know where you are now?’
Sylvanas shuddered.
At this moment, the ancient god closed the door and walked behind her.
“Please have a seat…” he invited Sylvanas and took out a strange cup.
He walked in front of a strange thing and pressed a button.
Gulp, gulp, gulp.
Hot boiling water flowed out.
Sylvanas had no choice. She could only follow the man’s order and sit obediently at the place he had specified, on a sofa.
Just as she sat down, Sylvanas saw him carrying the strange cup and walking to her.
The cup was handed to her.
On the steaming cup, dense energy wrapped around it.
“Customer, please have some tea…” he said.
Sylvanas picked up the strange cup suspiciously.
In the boiling water, a few golden leaves were floating.
The golden juice slowly seeped through.
She picked up the cup and took a whiff.
“This is…” Sylvanas widened her eyes. “The water from the Sunwell?”
The rich energy in the teacup was pure and flawless.
In a sense, even the water from the Sunwell couldn’t be compared to this.
Probably, only the legendary well of eternity could be compared to this!
Holding the teacup in her hand, it was thin.
Sylvanas’ mood was as hot as the tea.
“Sunwell…” she thought of Silvermoon city, the kingdom of Quel’Thalas Kingdom that was about to be destroyed by the catastrophe, as well as her compatriots and sisters.
She finally understood the meaning of the voice in her ear.
Do you want to change your fate?
That sad and pitiful fate!
There was no doubt!
That was the place where fate could be changed!
Because…
Here, things that were comparable to the well water of eternity were only fit to serve as a tea for customers.
Here, a kitten that was like a true god was lying behind the owner’s counter.
Obviously, this ancient god was raising a god as a cat.
Who was he?
Titan?
Sylvanas shook her head.
A Titan couldn’t raise a God like a cat.
Although the Titans were powerful, they were not omnipotent.
Otherwise, the world would not be like this.
Sylvanas raised her head and looked at the ancient god who was sitting opposite her.
She gathered her courage and asked, “Sir, what is this place?”
“This place…” Ling Pingan smiled. “As you can see… This is the place where knowledge is sold…”
“Knowledge?” Sylvanas mulled over this word.
“Yes… customer…” Ling Pingan smiled and said, “I have countless books of knowledge here…”
Considering the possible identity of this customer.
A fanatic fan of anime or games, or a descendant of a chief priest of the Shang dynasty.
Ling Pingan asked, “Customer, I wonder if you want the mystery of the collision between fantasy and miracle, or if you want to know the past and future hidden behind the fog?”
Fantasy and miracle were naturally anime and games.
And the past and future behind the fog happened to match the words of the Shang Dynasty tribe.
Ling Pingan believed that this customer could understand these two metaphors.
When Sylvanas heard this, she took a deep breath.
Because with the words from this ancient god.
The entire world seemed to change.
Countless hazy scenes flashed before her eyes. It was a world of true miracles and fantasies.
Countless voices whispered in her ears, revealing the past and the future.
But she could not remember anything, nor could she remember any whispers.
She could only know that they were all true.
So…
What he said was true?
Any knowledge could be sold here?
Sylvanas was excited.
But she tried hard to suppress her excitement, forcing herself to calm down.
She remembered the whisper that had brought her here in the first place.
Change fate!
Change her sad fate, that poor fate!
And what was her fate?
Sylvanas did not know.
But she knew that if the voice had not sent her here.
She would have died for sure.
Silvermoon city would have been destroyed by the catastrophe!
The Sunwell would have been desecrated!
So…
To change fate, the first thing needed was strength or knowledge that could resist the catastrophe.
And what did the catastrophe fear?
The holy light?
No, the holy light could not resist the catastrophe!
Because the facts had already proved it!
Holy Knight Arthas had already been corrupted by catastrophes.
The silver hand was powerless, and even the Lordaeron kingdom had been destroyed!
Then…
What kind of strength would destroy catastrophes?
At this moment, a small blue flame appeared before Sylvanas’ eyes.
“The Eternal Sun will guide you!”
“May the sun always shine on You!”
The flame flashed past.
Sylvanas had already come to her senses!
The Sun!
Yes!
The catastrophes were afraid of the Sun’s strength!
And the Highborne Elves, the Quel’dorei, had always worshipped the sun!
Although that was only the faith of the Sunstrider family.
But…
In the face of danger, at the critical juncture of life and death.
The Quel’dorei needed to unite under a flag.
What could be more trustworthy than the sun?
The Windrunner raised her head and looked at the ancient god opposite her.