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"Are you all this in your banquet?" Nathanos asked helplessly. Old Wu did not answer. He had already snored and fell asleep, holding an empty wine glass in his hand. The Withered thought that if he woke up and found that the wine glass was empty, he would probably be disappointed.

Since Old Wu said it was okay, Nathanos would let go and stop those chaotic scenes.

The empty wooden wine glasses are thrown around in the sky, like fuses, triggering one fight after another. Those who overdone their heads will not care about it and will rush forward to teach each other a lesson; those who still retain their rationality will also show a terrified expression because they are afraid of being accidentally injured.

Anger and fear, everyone wears a different expression mask, and some even switch in these two expressions.

Why didn't Sha appear? Nathanos wanted to know. He was drinking wine, hoping that the wine would give him an answer. Unfortunately, he wouldn't be drunk, and the liquid in his mouth could only bring stimulation on his tongue.

In the crowd, Nathanos saw a special figure. Most people focused their eyes on the wine, and there was a panda man who was the exception. He was wearing apprentice clothes and ate food in a big mouth. What impressed Nathanos was not his appetite, but his mouth was stuffed every time before he started chewing, and then he swallowed it with a sip of wine.

The fellow disciples on both sides of him were clamoring, and he seemed to be completely unaware of what was happening around him. When there was not enough food in front of him, he would reach out to other people's dishes. Instead of going to steal, he brought the dish to himself.

Nathanos was full of curiosity, and he stood up to approach the panda man, carefully traveling through the frolic crowd. The closer he got, the more Nathanos discovered another difference between the guy - his body shape.

The unified impression that the Panda people gave Nathanos was that they were fat, fat and amiable. But the Panda people in front of him were twice as strong as ordinary Panda people, and they were as strong as muscles as knotted ropes. It was hard to believe that he was just an apprentice.

"Hello." Nathanos sat down opposite him. Fortunately, the panda man in this seat was flirting with a female panda man who was also drunk.

The strong-muscular panda man did not look at Nathanos. His eyes were kept staring at the vegetables and meat in the bowl, but nodded politely, indicating that he had noticed him.

The wither smiled and kindly helped him bring a plate of boiled duck eggs. Unexpectedly, this guy poured the whole dish into his mouth at once. After that, he chewed two more bites of the pickled pork before swallowing the things in his mouth into his throat.

"My name is Nathanos, what are your name?"

The panda man was very busy. He picked up a chopstick, dipped it in some wine, and wrote two words on the table: Zhaomo.

"You have a good appetite, Zhaomo." Nathanos greeted politely, looking at Zhaomo's eating, he felt that he would never be able to fill his stomach. "Being disturbed while enjoying food is a very unpleasant thing. Why don't you change to a safer place?" Nathanos looked around, carefully guarding against the fist that might hit him in the face in the next second.

"There is no need to worry." Zhao Mo said while chewing the vegetables. Nathanos blinked. "They can all distinguish the reality."

The smile of the wither disappeared. What does this mean?

...(A plot is omitted here)

One night two days later, Tianchan Temple was attacked. A loud noise alarmed Nathanos, who was meditating in the Double Dragon Shrine.

The first reaction of the Withered Man was to reach out to touch his sword, but an idea suddenly grabbed his heart. His right hand was empty, and Salamani was placed at Lao Wu's house. Because no one in the Tianchan Temple had a weapon, Nathanos also tried not to be as careful as before.

But at this moment he realized the mistake and the enemy was very close. The loud noise came from the direction of the tower where the elder Yunshui was usually located. Nathanos turned his head and found that the top of the tower was shattered like dust, and the dust under the flames slowly drifted.

With a slight crackling sound, time seemed to slow down. Nathanos found the small black dots illuminated by the flames. Suddenly, the wither jumped backwards and several arrows flew down.

The scarlet arrow shaft, white tail feathers and stripes, and hooks designed to penetrate the armor. The arrow was inserted into the ground and only shot a few tiny petals.

In the distance, a voice shouted in the dim twilight. Immediately afterwards, the roar of war and the crying sounded.

There was a strife in the Tianchan Temple. Nathanos never fought a war without preparation, but now, he was really unprepared. He thought there was no battle in Pandaria, and at least the shadow of war could not be seen in the Panda people.

It's night now, and the panda apprentices who are trained during the day fall asleep, and they seem a little caught off guard in the sudden battle.

Nathanos immediately ran towards the direction of the old Wu family. First of all, he wanted to retrieve the weapons and understand what kind of enemy the invader was.

The situation was extremely serious. When Nathanos saw Lao Wu, he found that he had run out, holding his sword and a hoe in his hand.

"Old Wu!" he shouted. The panda man also saw him and threw Salamani over.

"You go and retreat to a safe place. I'll see what happened." The Withered One took the sword and felt the power surge.

When Lao Wu heard this, he growled angrily. "No! No panda people will be afraid of fighting. What's more, the enemy is the Demonics, our mortal enemy."

Hearing his exact voice, the Withered Man shouted confusion. After coming to Tianchan Temple, he had never heard of any demonic ancients, and Old Wu even called it "death enemy".

"What is the Demonic Man?"

Lao Wu did not answer, and it was not the time to ask questions. The panda man ignored Nathanos' dissuasion and had already gone outside the Zen Temple to join the battle. Many children from Tianchan Temple were with Lao Wu.

The withered people stood there in a daze. They were not ready for battle, but they entered the battle without hesitation.

Seeing the invader's full view, Nathanos frowned even more.

This was the first time he had seen the Moguren, unlike the broken stone statue he had seen in the wild before. The real Moguren was strong and had a cold expression, even taller than the night elves and the Taurus. Nathanos admitted that even without the particularly bright light, he could still see the Moguren's stone statue-like body.

Can such an enemy be killed? Nathanos couldn't help but doubt, but he also chose to participate in the battle.

It is impossible to estimate how many enemies there are, but one magician has to deal with two or three pandas at the same time.

A magician holding a spear squeezing around the chaotic battlefield, as if looking for the leader of the Pandas. His idea was good, but Nathanos found him inexplicably towards him.

The Demonic was only twice as tall as Nathanos, with his shoulders and feet half wider. He was surrounded by a layer of lock rings, and there was a tight plate armor attached to the outside, but his movements did not slow down at all. He rushed straight towards Nathanos at an astonishing speed.

The spear was very short, but the blade was very long, and it looked extremely sharp and had a hook stab. The Demonic man held the spear and stabbed it straight. Nathanos raised his sword to guide it to the left. The spear hit a stone on the ground and drew out a spark. The Withering Man seized the opportunity and swept the sword across. The tip of the sword blade struck the Demonic man's neck, leaving a clearly visible crack.

No blood gushed out, but the Mogu still shouted in pain, covering his neck and retreating two steps. His pain lasted only a few seconds, and after a few seconds, his hands held the spear again. His eyes were locked in Nathanos, but the smile at the corner of his mouth seemed to say that he had known that the other party was a tricky enemy.

"You are wearing Shadow Trap's clothes."

Nathanos looked down and suddenly remembered that Lao Wu had introduced the mysterious organization responsible for surrounding Pandaria in front of him.

"But we have extraordinary strength and no fear. My weapons will cause you to suffer from the pain of a dry knife."

The wither would not make a harsh retaliation. He thought that if it were a flesh-and-blood race, the attack just now would be fatal enough, but the guy he was facing was not flesh-and-blood.

The Demonic rushed over again. This time he was spinning his spear left and right. Nathanos had never seen such a move. He thought the other party wanted to slash, so he raised his sword to block it, but unexpectedly the handle of the spear was reversed, and the handle was raised and hit Nathanos's assisting bone. This move led the undead into the air. Nathanos immediately adjusted his balance and fell back to the ground in a crouching posture, barely resisting the attack that the Demonic came immediately, but he also took several steps back.

The Wither continued to slash with his sword. The spear of the Demonic man almost struck his head. He stabbed out with his backhand and stabbed in through the gaps in the armor, hitting the Demonic man's rocky body. Salamani seriously injured the Demonic man's right leg, and the other party had to kneel down, but did not lose the awareness of attack. The spear aimed at Nathanos' head and slashed horizontally.
Chapter completed!