Chapter 572

Chapter 572: Traveling Companions or Foes?

After hearing Jesse’s words, Celebras fell into deep thought.

After a while, he said, "My father told me that Princess Theradras has lost all reason, her crimes in all of Kalimdor are unforgivable. But I also understand that killing her is almost impossible…"

Finishing speaking, he turned and walked step by step towards a lush meadow, stretching his strong arms entwined with vines and branches, beginning to channel powerful Natural Magic.

Beneath Celebras’ sturdy black deer hooves, yellow and red flowers grew among the grass, a gentle grass breeze surrounded him, he started chanting unknown words, or maybe not a chant, but a calling, between these sentences he called out the name of Zaetar, as if seeking a response.

Not long after, Celebras suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look at Jesse, the gentle breeze of all Natural Magic dissipated, and the surroundings quieted down.

"I can feel the great Zaetar responding! It must be because I understand his intentions, he truly does not want to leave, because he wants to save this land of death, redeem the mistakes made. I can sense that he does not want me to enter Terramok unprepared, so he did not respond earlier…"

"Thank you, human, Cenarius told us that there is always a balance between all things, there are always examples to show that the power of demons does not always bring pure madness and evil."

"Examples?" Jesse suddenly became curious, where exactly had Celebras seen other instances where the power of demons brought benefits.

Celebras said, "After a group of Dark Portal invaders were defeated by humans and escaped to this land, aside from the demons, there were also Orcs and Ogres as you call them. They hid in the southern jungles, some sought refuge in the depths of Kaldorei ruins in this land, planning new dark conspiracies here. But among them are also Enslaved Ones who are hunting down fallen evildoers, I know of a wanderer who arrived here not long ago from another land, seeking out an Orc Warlock group in the south attempting to summon more demons, disrupting their summoning ritual."

"That Orc does not have the same demonic aura as other Orcs, Celebras," Cavindra corrected.

"But he is still a member of the invaders, and he carries weapons made for the Orc Legion by demons," Celebras said.

"An Orc who fights against demons?!" Greed asked. "When you put it that way, I am quite interested in meeting him. Luckily, we are heading to Feralas Jungle to continue hunting demons as well. Sir, do you know where he lives? Maybe we can exchange experiences!"

Celebras shook his head, saying, "He has no fixed place of residence, and my companions have only observed him from afar for a while. But he is much larger in size than the average Orc, and always accompanied by a bear. If you encounter him, you will surely recognize him."

When Grovekeeper described the wanderer earlier, Jesse was a bit skeptical. But when it was mentioned that he was huge in size and accompanied by a bear, there was no other possibility. This wanderer must be the beastmaster Rexxar, a Half-orc with Ogre blood running through his veins, giving him a much larger size and strength than the average Orc.

Has he been wandering in Kalimdor for so long?

"We don’t really know that Orc, Greed," Vereesa said unhappily. "Just because we hunt demons doesn’t mean we can be friends. Let’s stick to our original plan."

"Okay, I was just curious, Vereesa," the dwarf reassured her. "Let’s not look for that Orc, anyway. I never really had a good impression of Orcs."

"So, can we leave now?" Jesse asked Cavindra in front of them.

The Dryad nodded and said, "I think I have been overly worried about you, my friends from another continent. I am very sorry."

"Please take this." Celebras reached out and broke off a piece from his deer antler. Greed watched his movements, feeling his eyes and lips tremble.

Jesse also felt a bit uncomfortable, this action looked painful, especially the crisp sound of "snap".

Celebras’ serious expression relaxed, even smiled a little, seeming to find the discomfort of these two guys amusing.

"It will grow back soon, don’t worry, both of you." He handed the short staff-like antler to Mosa and said, "If you enter Feralas, you might encounter the Kaldorei sentries, they may not be as willing as us to discern your intentions, travelers. But if you show them my token, it should clear up some misunderstandings."

"Thank you very much," Vereesa said.

"I should thank you more," Celebras said. "You killed the demons trying to corrupt this place, and brought Zaetar’s will… This way, I can return to my father and convey the thoughts of his eldest son, instead of wandering meaninglessly in this dangerous area. Farewell, travelers."

Celebras’ voice gradually faded away, and without knowing it, the descendants of Cenarius had disappeared, leaving behind a thriving flowers as proof of their visit.

Vereesa looked at the deer antler in Mosa’s hand and said, "I didn’t expect these Grovekeepers to think that we couldn’t avoid the Kaldorei."

"There must be a reason why the Kaldorei have been able to exist here for ten thousand years." Jesse said, "If this deer antler can really help avoid conflicts, it has solved a big problem for us."

"Looking at it this way, it’s lucky we met Theradras, Jesse," Greed said. "If we hadn’t disturbed her and turned back, we wouldn’t have encountered these forest fairies."

"Just like Demigod Cenarius said…" Jesse imitated Celebras’ tone and speed, saying, "There is always a balance between all things, who knows if something is truly good or bad?"

"That does make some sense," the dwarf nodded.

"I’m also a bit worried about the wanderers they mentioned," Vereesa said. "Just now, the Grovekeeper mentioned that guy is hunting down warlocks and demons everywhere, Jesse…"

She glanced around and then at the Warlock Pack around Jesse’s waist, saying, "You’re also a warlock, and we have two demons in our group, and we don’t have anything to make him trust us."

"Don’t forget Jesse can speak Orcish, Vereesa," Greed said. "Don’t worry, this guy persuaded an Orc Shaman with just his words, there shouldn’t be any problem."

Vereesa sighed and shrugged, saying, "I can’t picture Orcs talking nicely with us, but let’s hope."