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... ce is very narrow.

And in this special channel, there are two relatively wide areas. If you look down from a high place, it looks like a gourd. Maybe Pandaria has gourds, but the Eastern Kingdom does not have such things. The intuitive impression of this terrain is not deep, let alone allusions such as the valley above the fire.

The Bulwark of the Undead was built in a wide area to the west. At first, it was just two arrow towers. After some expansion, it finally became today's par ...

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