Azeroth Trail of Light

"Huihuihui~"

Accompanied by the whirring sound of the stars flapping their wings and wearing them, this astral warhorse reluctantly hovered from a high altitude for several weeks under Dick’s control, and landed steadily in the griffon shed in Karazhan. Several listless ghost griffins fluttered out flapping their wings in shock.

Xing Hao, like a mockery, screamed and pressed his big head against Dick’s waist. The latter patted it on the head, put it in the magic rein in his hand, and walked in through the back door with the joyous Velind. In Karazhan.

"The exhibition hall is open for you! Dear visitors!"

The tall mechanical magic puppet, the magical creature named "curator" by Medivh, opened the door to the observatory for Dick with a metallic sound, and the werewolf girl held a basket of fruits brought from the table in both hands While following Dick, he quietly stuffed the delicious and juicy berries into his mouth, and was filled with happiness by the sweet juice.

The female werewolf who was not qualified to enter Karazhan can now wander back and forth in this quaint mage tower. Obviously this must be in the process of their departure. The little guy Median also brought Verindra into it. In Karazhan’s visitor system.

Dick opened the door gently, and the observatory remained the same, the half-dead weird green dragon lying on the ground and yawning like thunder. When Dick walked into the hall, the old dragon's eyes were half open. , Its nostrils also moved. Obviously, it smelled the green dragon's breath from Dick, but the "Void" had already left the Green Dragon Legion, so after a few seconds, it closed its eyes again and struck again. Snoring.

On the other side of the observatory, the old mage Meili Dongfeng is looking through a book floating in the air, wearing a blue robe and changing to an exquisite short staff, Mediian is standing behind Meili. .

"You are back! Brother Dick!"

Mediian turned his head and glanced, the expression on his face immediately came alive. He ran to Dick, but instead of throwing Dick into Dick's arms like those little girls, he stood beside him and scratched his head embarrassedly. , "Um, is your business done?"

"Of course! Oh, yes, I brought you a gift!"

Dick patted his palms and took out a green robe that was stuck together from his storage backpack. As soon as this thing was taken out, the surging magic power awakened Meri Dongfeng from his contemplation. He watched Glancing at the robe that Mediian held in his hand, he couldn't help but say,

"This is too expensive! If I'm not mistaken, this robe should be a treasure that has been powerfully enchanted. Mediian's age is too extravagant for him to wear it!"

Dick shrugged. This robe was found in a box in a corner when the awakened werewolves were running around in the Atahaka Temple. Dick knew what it was when he took it out. Up.

The Embrace of the Wind Serpent was one of the most valuable trophies in the Atahaka Temple and Dragon’s Summoning. The game is a purple-quality high-end item, placed in reality, although Dick did not rush to appraise it. But it will definitely not be a defective product.

However, the Paladin touched Madion’s combed greasy head. This child is the only blood of Mr. Medivh. He should have had better resources than all of these, and he should have become a prince-like figure. In the end, he had been in the wild for 16 years. This robe was supposed to be Dick's compensation for Medivh.

"Mr. Merri, talk about the dark energy! On my way, but from the ghosts, I heard a lot about the spread of the dark sky in the Twilight Forest again!"

Hearing Dick talking about business matters, when Meri no longer entangled in the robe, he pointed to the top of the observatory, the complicated super-large star that Dick could not understand at all, and always accompanies the star chart. Rail said,

"In the few days you left, I have found the source of the dark energy. There is no doubt that it comes from Karazhan, and it comes from a place we never knew!"

Meili closed the bookstore floating in front of him, leaning on a wooden stick, like an old guy who couldn't help but feel weak, he coughed lightly and continued.

"Just below this tower...not in the mud, but in an outer space connected to the mage tower. Medivh, manipulated by the dark will, secretly built a "reverse tower", as if standing upside down. Stabbing at the "Karazhan" in that space, I have reason to think that the inverse tower is the source of these dark powers!"

Meri’s words made Dick’s brows raised. Sure enough, the "reverse tower" that had never been found existed. Players in the previous life had exhausted their efforts to use some "unusual" methods. Entering the depths of Karazhan, the result was only a part of the inverse tower, which frightened the majority of players, and also lost the means to continue downward.

But now, from the mouth of the old mage, Meili, Dick once again confirmed the existence of the "reversed tower", and Karazhan itself is the place where Azeroth and many spaces converge, and the appearance of an outer space here is not a big deal at all. .

"Then what should we do? Seal it?"

Dick asked, Merrie touched his little beard and shook his head.

"Seal? We can't seal it! The tower is already integrated with that space. To seal it, you have to destroy it. But after Medivh's death, who else can destroy it? All we have to do is to isolate it. That's it! As long as the Forbidden Demon Enchantment blocks the bottom of the counter tower, it can ensure that the dark energy will no longer spread. This is the ultimate we can do."

"Then... what shall I do?"

Dick asked tentatively. Meri's silver-white king's fire took a look at him, then looked at Medien, "You? Rude soldiers are of no use here, and there are no monsters for you to go there." Hack and kill. So, you only need to send this child to his grandmother during the period of time when I am strengthening the barrier. After the barrier is opened, the entire Karazhan may undergo some changes, and Madian shouldn’t Stay here, at least not now!"

"But I'm going to Beijiang recently... a very important thing!"

Dick twitched his mouth. He was sure that as long as he set foot on the land of Theramore, he wouldn't want to come out easily. Since the "crazy death" on Mount Hyjal, Miss Mage has treated him There is a kind of, uh... "unnormal" desire for protection.

This botched excuse didn't move Meri at all. He walked to the book with a stick while waving his hand casually.

"I don't care about this. As long as Mediian returns to his grandmother, everything is fine. Anyway, this tower is estimated to be closed again for several months, enough for you to do a lot of things."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Mediian to say goodbye, with a wave of his hand, the light of the portal appeared under the feet of the three people. The three people who were caught off guard were thrown directly from the top observatory to the lowest stables. They were boring and dressed. Atumen, the hunter in full body armor, thought that Dass, the dragon man, had no time to guard, and was hit on the ground by three guys who had fallen from the sky.

Demetrius was stunned at the four people rolling in a ball. Before he could speak, an exaggerated scream came from behind him.

"God! Little master, what's the matter! Which **** guy attacked you? Let Master Atumen kill him!"

Two succubus maids with heavy make-up and lightly dressed succubus sprang out from nowhere, and carefully pulled the dizzy Madion from the ground with all their faces, but the others didn’t even look at them. At a glance, the two maids walked into the banquet hall with Medien in their arms. Atumen tilted his head, probably also feeling bored, turned and walked into the stables, leaving behind a lot of mess.

"Oh... guys!"

Dick struggled to get his brain out from under the werewolf girl’s soft body and smiled at Demetrius.

"We have to prepare for a long journey."

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Half a month later, in the Thunderpike camp outside the Altrak Valley.

The Stormpike dwarves redefined the ownership of Alterac Valley with the Frostwolf Orcs a few months ago. Since then, no one has gone to fight the ruined place in the plain. Although the dwarves are not afraid to fight, They are not fanatical warmongers either. No one likes the situation where they will be called up on the battlefield at any time.

There is no good war, no bad peace!

The idle dwarves began archaeology, began to mine, began to forge, and began to do what they liked the most. There were even some dwarves that built around the outskirts of Cowlan’s Dagger, and the midpoint of Nanhai Town and Tarren Mill. We have a small market to sell some weapons and farming tools they built. It looks like a great business!

As soon as Dick and his party arrived here, the Stormpike dwarves who had a deep impression on Dick enthusiastically took Dick and his four entourages into the camp, and a grand banquet to welcome the "Heroes of Demons" was held afterwards. Finally, even Stormpike Marshal Fandral, holding the barrel of ale, fought with Dick.

These crazy dwarves went crazy, and in the end even the real dragon, Demitier, fell to the ground with his eyes turned, not to mention the others.

Except for the sentinels standing guard outside, the entire banquet hall has already lie on a spot of people.

Time quickly slipped away. When the moon stared, Dick suddenly felt a pair of soft hands touching his face. The Paladin opened his eyes, and Liadrin’s red eyes came into view. Dick wanted to speak, and a pair of cold lips pressed against his mouth.

After a few minutes, the two people who were panting and flushed separated. The elves, who were weakened, were held in their arms by Dick who was barely sober. The two cuddled together and quietly walked out of the Thunderpike camp.

Sitting on a rock, two people were talking in low voices.

"Is there any news from Theramore?"

The hands of Dick and Liadrin were intertwined, and the two of them felt this rare tranquility silently. Faced with Dick's question, Liadrin nodded.

"Two days ago, we escorted the last group of civilians willing to follow Princess Kalia to board the ship in Nanhai Town. There were 5,000 civilians in this group. After they passed, the population of Theramore could exceed 8. The letter was sent to Nanhai Town yesterday. She asked us to return to Theramore as soon as possible. Her Majesty the Elder Princess has officially entrusted the war in Northern Xinjiang to Mr. Mograine. We have no more reason to intervene in the affairs of Northern Xinjiang."

Dick held out his hand noncommittal and placed the elf's head on his chest, "The land around Theramore is enough for 8 people to live, and the princess's decision is correct. Beijiang is now a pot of porridge, even Kaelsa. Si is not willing to participate in it. By the way, how is the Silver Hand now?"

When asked about this issue, Liadrin pursed her lips and said with difficulty,

"The Silver Hand... very bad, Dick, I want to tell you the bad news, Lord Kurtaz who is stationed at the Crusader fortress, sacrificed."

Hearing this news, Dick was silent. Did that bold old dwarf still fail to escape the disaster in the end? As in history, he died in the Crusader fortress. Although his friendship with Kurtaz was not deep, Dick still respected the old dwarf who had taught him martial arts.

He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. "Alsace did it?"

"Well, on that day, we exposed the dreadlord transformed Dathrohan. Araki the Lich of Andorhal took advantage of the situation and captured the Crusader fortress, but was quickly repelled by the supporting Lord Kurtaz. Two days later, Arthas returned. He commanded dozens of frost dragons, turning the Crusader fortress and hundreds of knights into ice sculptures."

Liadrin also said sadly, "Although Arthas was repelled by Mr. Mograine and the Ashbringer as soon as he entered East Dallone Mir, but West Dallone Mir, who had been so painstakingly captured by the Silver Hand, He returned to Alsace again, and the Silverpine Forest, which had all fallen, now the knights can only defend Hillbrad Hills and Coldwind Camp, but Ironforge also sent reinforcements, the situation It's not too bad."

"Where is the Scarlet Crusade?"

Dick asked again. This time Liadrin didn’t even want to say anything. She put her hands around Dick’s neck, and groaned in a tired dream, "East Dalungmir was almost breached, and the situation in northern Xinjiang changed again. Too bad, the old Mograine re-proposed the formation of the Scarlet Crusade. We have stood opposite to all the Paladins who insisted on vetoing. Even the recruits no longer support us. Dick, sorry, I still failed to stop Scarlet. The establishment of the Crusade."

"No, honey, you did a good job."

Dick lightly kissed the elf’s forehead, "Northern Xinjiang...Leave it to them! We don’t play anymore, and recall the Paladins who are still loyal to the "Silver Dawn". Take them and wait for me in Nanhai Town. I will do something, and then we will go to Ironforge! There are more important things waiting for us to do! By the way, I want to give you a gift."