Chapter 487 Sun Temple (1)

Now the attention of the villagers is attracted by that group of villagers. For her, this is a good opportunity. She can take advantage of this time to quickly enter the sun cemetery from the end of the village!

Shen Yanxiao now only wants to get the skeleton flower quickly, and then rescue the four members of the cave wolf mercenary group. As for what is going on in this village, although she is curious, she will not spend time thinking about it.

There are too many weird things in the world, curiosity will kill the cat, and sometimes knowing too much will kill the cat.

Making up his mind, Shen Yanxiao immediately took Suzaku towards the destination.

As soon as she left, the mercenaries on her back were captured by the villagers.

A shrill scream echoed over the small village, and the pungent smell of blood permeated the night.

This small village is not big, Shen Yanxiao and Suzaku were very fast, and it didn't take long for them to arrive at the end of the village. At the entrance of the village, they could see the area outside the village. Under the shroud of the sky, the messy rocks piled up into hills one by one, and there was no grass in the barren land.

They could leave the small village just by walking a few more steps.

Shen Yanxiao stood at the exit, turned to look at the village under the night, the peace and tranquility of the day had already been covered with a strange and terrifying aura by the bloody smell permeating the air, and the wailing sounds belonging to the mercenaries gradually faded away. Disappeared into the night, only some hoarse roars could be heard echoing in the village.

With lowered eyes, Shen Yanxiao took a deep breath, pulled Suzaku away and stepped into the territory belonging to the Sun Cemetery, leaving this small village where day and night are diametrically opposed.

Maybe one day she will come to figure out the secrets that belong to this village, but not now!

The Cemetery of the Sun, this palace that once belonged to the sun god of the protoss, was the place where people worshiped the sun god before the war of gods and demons started. Begging for God's blessing.

A large part of the reason for the origin of the Bright Continent is because this continent was once favored by the Sun God.

This place has always been shrouded in light, and people are bathed in sunshine and God's blessing.

And when the war between gods and demons kicked off, all the good things disappeared in an instant. The former temple became the battlefield for the two races. Countless gods and demons buried the land with blood and souls serene.

After experiencing the baptism of war and the passing of tens of millions of years, the Temple of the Sun has lost its former glory. There are piles of rocks everywhere, and the dry and cracked land has become a forbidden area for human life.

The area of ​​the Sun Cemetery is not small, it is the size of a large city. It is not an easy task to find a small skeleton flower in such a barren place.

Shen Yanxiao and Suzaku stood in the ruins of the Sun Cemetery, looking at the messy everything in front of them.

"This is the place where the Sun God fell?" Shen Yanxiao looked at the devastation in front of her eyes. She couldn't see the splendor of the Sun God Temple thousands of years ago through these chaotic rocks, but she could feel the cruelty of the battle between gods and demons.

"This is where the sun rises, and it is also where the sun falls." Suzaku was suspended in midair, expressionless.

Whether it is the Protoss or the Demon Race, for Warcraft, there is no distinction between good and evil. Warcraft is loyal to itself and to its master.