"I saw it! I just ran past the Temple of the Sun."

"The target is still heading west and will soon leave my sight."

"The target appears at the next intersection. The direction has not changed, and it is still running to the west."

The scene where the rangers continuously report the situation is very similar to tracking criminals through surveillance in movies.

However, the target they were tracking was just a white chocobo.

Eagle Eye can observe a small area in the distance from a high place.

The effect is similar to installing surveillance over the target.

As long as the rangers cooperate well, they can be tracked hundreds of kilometers away.

The white chocobo didn't know he was being tracked.

"Don't touch the chassis, there are automatic defense measures there!"

When Lor'themar was practicing his gun at the shooting range, he would occasionally glance at Harad who was chatting with Alleria.

Herard glared at him with disdain.

"I heard that the Night Elf Sentinels on Kalimdor generally have received natural gifts for their combat pets."

Although in his eyes, the shape of the Arcane Chariot's square head and square head is very strange.

Lor'themar dropped the large-caliber sniper rifle he had just bought the day before yesterday, took a few steps to the side of the arcane chariot, looked at it curiously, and then stretched out his hand to touch it.

"But natural gifts are only obtained by druids with a certain probability when they request them from the Tree of Life.

After everyone congratulated Herard, they continued the previous training.

The flowers, plants and trees in the forest are all controlled by the Tree of Life, so they can grow so well.

Shooting, melee combat, simple magic to go with it, as well as setting traps and taming animals.

This kind of branch has high strength and toughness, so it is very suitable for making bow arms.

"Could this be the legendary gift of nature?"

"The left armrest controls driving, and the right armrest controls target locking and firing.

Herard is introducing the situation of this war machine to Alleria.

In particular, Herad gave her the Arcane Chariot as a priority, which made her feel that she had the upper hand over her younger sister.

"You're so mean! Don't touch anything you've never seen before."

Outsiders haven't seen the white chocobo for a while, so they naturally noticed its changes easily.

But the machine gun barrel exposed on the roof of the Arcane Chariot made all the strangeness disappear.

At this time, the white chocobo standing under the tree and taking a nap was being strengthened by the Tree of Life.

But high elves, immortal species, have enough time to be willful.

Being biased is undoubtedly a very willful behavior.

His iconic big sword has been thrown into the magic bag.

After Herad's guidance, Alleria's operations became much smoother.

After two hours of practice, Alleria was finally able to control the arcane chariot properly.

After enjoying a wave of electrotherapy, Lor'themar regained his mobility after a while.

Before he could finish speaking, Lor'themar triggered the arcane chariot's automatic defense measures.

Instead, it was a large-caliber sniper rifle.

Alleria was in a good mood and immediately reported the purchase of arcane chariots to the Silvermoon City Council.

The training of rangers is very complicated.

Of course, this is because the observation ability of the high elves is not enough.

However, the intersection between high elves and the Tree of Life only goes so far.

Even Lor'themar, who loves close combat, is fascinated by this powerful weapon.

But the will of the Tree of Life cannot be easily changed by others.

When Alleria controlled the arcane chariot, there were bumps and bumps along the way, and it was not as smooth as what Harad showed.

However, the Tree of Life did not invest much life energy into the white chocobo.

"Hold still, press your fingers to the end and don't move. Yes, just keep it like this."

"The tree of life? I'll take a look too!"

But everyone knows about the Tree of Life, and most of them have seen it with their own eyes.

Lor'themar suddenly appeared next to him and was looking around. He was so frightened that he almost jumped up.

It traveled a long way to the vicinity of the Temple of the Moon, ran into the clearing in the forest by familiar roads, and then took a nap under the big tree at the top of the hill.

The Tree of Life is relatively rare in Quel'Thalas.

"What a fuss, there is a Tree of Life near the Temple of the Moon."

"Don't worry, eldest sister, you can learn this quickly."

"I was almost numb to death just now. This thing is really scary!"

While she controls the arcane chariot to move steadily, the turret can also rotate around to track the target.

It's easy to talk about, but it's a little difficult to get started if you've never been exposed to it before.

When an arcane chariot was taken out by Horad, Lor'themar's thoughts about practicing his gun instantly disappeared.

"Well, the branches are very thick and the vitality is very strong. It is in line with the characteristics of the tree of life."

He crawled up from the ground, looking at the arcane chariot with lingering fear.

It is an inevitable result for a beast that has been gifted by nature to evolve into a magical beast.

However, the recent emergence of firearms has made all rangers focus on shooting.

This strengthening process of the white chocobo is relatively slow.

Most rangers have balanced development.

The rangers were very envious and wished they could replace him with their own pets.

Fortunately, this automatic defense measure turns on the punishment mode, not the killing mode.

Seeing the tall and strong ancient tree, the rangers keenly discovered the difference.

How could this chocobo receive the gift of nature without the help of a druid?"

The arcane chariot moves around the venue without bumping into each other.

After demonstrating the operation process, he locked the fire button of the Arcane Chariot and gave up the driver's seat to Alleria.

His guess was close to ten.

The bows and arrows in the hands of the rangers are made from branches fallen from the Tree of Life.

What treasure did he bring this time?

Could it be that kind of machine gun with super powerful firepower?

As a high-ranking member of the ranger force, Lor'themar is well-informed.

Some alternative rangers will show obvious partiality.

Her report is simple and straightforward.

After quarreling with Lor'themar, Harad opened the hatch at the rear of the vehicle and got in to demonstrate how to operate this arcane chariot.

However, the Arcane Chariot still couldn't walk in a straight line and was wandering crookedly on the field, like a drunkard on the street.

Anyway, Tree of Life just likes it.

Precisely because it only strengthened a little bit at a time, Herad did not notice that its speed became faster.

The rangers discussed it for a while and finally decided that the white chocobo was too attractive.

The Tree of Life, which has lived for countless thousands of years, just stands there quietly without doing anything to its surroundings.

The Tree of Life doesn't care when high elves pick up fallen branches.

The future of this white chocobo is definitely bright!

However, in the end, it was still a little bit short of a million points.

The rangers who turned into melon-eating crowds finally came to a conclusion.

The high elves will not be grateful to each other for this.

This young man who grew up in the Windrunner family has brought so many magical things to everyone!

As long as you press the magic device with the corresponding mark, you can operate this chariot."
To be continued...