Azeroth Trail of Light

The druids of the Cenarion Circle have guarded the world in unknown ways for thousands of years. They are in the middle of the desert of Silithus, in this desert with only a very thin force of nature. , Built a fortress to monitor the Silithus Desert.

The most elite druids and the most elite sentinels are stationed here, which has a history of thousands of years.

During the Battle of Mount Hyjal, they were transferred back to Mount Hyjal to fight. It was also at that time that the Qiraji Empire took action, but when the druids returned to the Cenarion fortress, everything was gone. Can be restored.

In fact, a few days ago, when nearly a hundred worm crystals shot out from the wall of beetles disappeared in the sky, the druids had done their best to intercept those crystals, and they stopped at least. One-third, otherwise the disaster of the whole world will only be more serious.

The consequence of that interception is now the worm nests all over Silithus, and there are three extra-large worm nests taking shape. The druids named them Ash, Rego and Zola, distinguishing them as "disaster" in Elvish language. ", "Crazy" and "Depraved", it can be seen that these three worm nests have put a lot of pressure on the druids. At least when Dick is galloping in the sky, you can see those druids and The sentinels are driving out the infested bugs.

At the moment, the insects have not taken the initiative to attack, so their expulsion went smoothly, and the Paladin did not intend to intervene. As mentioned before, he has important things to do when he comes here this time.

Crystal Valley!

The southernmost part of this large desert is the only land that is not covered by yellow sand. It is protected by some mysterious elemental power. It is rich in a special kind of crystal, which is regarded as a treasure by the mages of Azeroth, but it is a pity. , Only the bravest miners dare to mine here, because it is said that this is a place blessed by the wind element. Anyone who enters it will be torn to pieces by the moody wind element.

Here is Dick's destination. After two years of secret preparations, Thaurissan's latest letter was full of the dark iron king's bad emotions. After removing those foul language, it probably meant this.

"It took me 2 years to get close to the **** group of elements, but the group of **** water elements entrenched in the deep sea of ​​Azshara didn't even bother to our request for help. They were not interested in everything, even themselves! That's it! Hell the elements! Let them die!"

Therefore, after confirming that he could not directly contact the Abyssal Maw, Dick came here alone. It was also before the mysterious Uldum was found. The only one in the entire world that could be connected to the Sky Wall (Wind Elemental Position) Surface).

"Huihuihui~"

Xing Hao’s four huge hooves smashed against the sand on the ground with bright stars. Tired Dick rolled over and got off his horse. He reached out and touched the big head of this brave and noble Pegasus. Xing Hao stretched out pale blue. Lulu's tongue licked Dick's face, and then in the magic spell, it turned into a starlight and disappeared into the magic rein in the hand of the Paladin.

The Paladin took out the sweet spring water from his rucksack and poured it from the top of his head. In the coolness, his spirit was much better. He is standing on the periphery of the crystal valley covered by the gust of wind, and one step forward, he will enter This is blessed, but it is also a cursed place.

Dick stretched out his hand to hold the sword of the Brotherhood behind him, put on the Judgement armor, and then took a deep breath and strode into the gust of wind.

"Wow! Stupid, idiot, idiot! Look here, it's beautiful! People like it!"

An Wei Na's voice sounded in Dick's mind, and the Paladin did not oppose An Wei Na's opinion this time, because the crystal valley in the real world is indeed very beautiful.

This is a solid mountain, covered with pure crystals, just like a real crystal valley. Under the shining of the wind, the whole air is scattered with colorful light, like a dream.

The power of the wind lingers in this valley. Even Dick, who knows nothing about magic, can feel the smell of wind in the air. It is the taste of freedom and unrestrainedness. It is the taste of the pursuit of the most beautiful things.

Dick didn’t know which element lord blessed this place, but he would definitely not be the wind element prince, the master of the sky wall, Alakir the Wind Rider, because Al’akir’s power is definitely more than that. effect.

That is a ruthless character that can envelop a country with wind and yellow sand in an instant, and at this time, Azeroth’s elemental barriers are still very stable, even the most powerful of the four element princes, Rager Naros can only enter the world in the form of a clone.

In this Crystal Valley, Dick did not encounter those storm elements that like to rush everywhere, which also saved him a lot of fighting energy. Soon, he entered the crystal along the winding path of the Crystal Valley. Dick in the deepest part of the palace found the old man who was a little crazy, dressed in a dark red robe, kneeled on the ground, opened his hands, and prayed to the sky constantly.

That was his goal, the original Twilight Cultist leader, and now the sad prisoner of the wind element Demitian, a cultist who arrogantly wanted to enslave the wind prince, but was imprisoned by the force of the wind forever on this land.

Dick walked over. Demetyen had completely lost the vigilance that a spellcaster should have. In fact, he is no longer vigilant about anything now. His eyes are absent, and his mouth is muttering that no one listens. I didn't understand the voice, and even when Dick picked up his collar and lifted him from the ground, Dmitry didn't have much reaction.

"Hi! Man, can you understand me?"

Dick patted Demitian on the cheek. The cultist seemed to be a little awake, and then he yelled as if he saw something frightened.

"Don't come! Don't come! In the name of Twilight! No, no, forgive me, great master, I shouldn't believe in that evil, ah, the **** of the sky, the **** of the wind, forgive me!"

"There is no cure for the madness."

Anwina's disdainful voice sounded in Dick's mind, "Kill him, give him a good time."

Dick shook his head and stretched out his hand to remove the armour of his left hand. The silver fist was exuding a terrible heat, and the Paladin sighed.

"If I can, I really don't want to use this method. The power of order can expel the chaotic energy in his body and at the same time make his confused mind sober, but it is accompanied by the pain of going deep into the spine, forget it. .. This can be regarded as punishment for these cultists."

"Snapped!"

The silver fist was placed on Demitian’s shoulder, and the hot metal scorched the skin of the crazy cult in an instant. He let out a tragic scream, but the next moment, the scream became Fanaticism.

"Ah, great master! With this pain, I feel the power of the old **** is going away, you finally forgive your faithful believer!"

"This crazy belief is disgusting!"

Dick shrugged, and another palm was printed on the cultist’s chest. After four consecutive times, Demitian only had the strength to breathe, but his confused eyes became clearer, but the next moment Transformed into the viciousness that cultists deserve.

"Asshole! Who are you! Why are you disturbing my cleaning! Get out of my holy ground! Otherwise...otherwise...ah!!!"

Dick retracted the fingers that were pressing on Demitian's forehead, who was full of foul language, and indifferently placed the blade of the sword of the Brotherhood on Demitian's neck.

"Are you awake now?"

"Uh... well, I'll admit it!"

Dmitry felt the gloomy chill from his skin. He got up from the ground, and due to weakness, he sat down on the ground again.

"Let's talk about it, Master Paladin, what are you doing in this poor country and looking for an outdated cultist? I don't have what you need here!"

"No, you have!"

The paladin didn’t want to talk to the cultist about these useless nonsense anymore. With his palms lightly pressed, the blade of the Brotherhood’s sword pierced the cultist’s skin, and Demitien yelled in panic.

"Stop! Stop! What do you need? Say!"

"It's very simple, the bottle of resurrection, I still need you to summon the lord of the wind element that bound you here!"

The Paladin said indifferently, "I'm not asking for your opinion. To figure this out, you can choose not to give it to me, and then I will find it on your corpse!"

"It's impossible! Don't even think about it!"

Demitian was like an angry dog, he bared his teeth at Dick, "These things are my lifeblood, don't think I will give them to you! Besides, I give you What can I get?"

"free!"

Dick said decisively, "All I can give you is freedom. How many years have you been trapped here? I think that should be the only thing you want now, or you can choose to hold the bottle of resurrection and die here. , Believe me, the wind element will not make you die so easily, especially after you crash into this place with such an evil purpose, even if you die, you have to stay here and suffer!"

Dmitry's face changed rapidly, and Dick was right. Since he broke into here and disturbed the contemplation of the wind element lord, how long has it been?

ten years? Fifty years?

I have also changed from a Twilight leader with lofty ambitions to an old madman with gray hair intertwined. This feeling is really terrible!

After you have been stuck in one place for so long, you probably want nothing more than two, death, or freedom.

Demitian would not choose to die, because he had not yet avenged the scum who encouraged him and bewitched him to come here to take risks, so there was actually only one way left for him.

But a cultist is really a cult. You can't expect him to honestly make a deal. He rolled his eyes and then stretched out two fingers.

"I want you to swear! Also, you must also know the value of the bottle of resurrection. Do you know how much I paid to get this treasure? If you can't give me a satisfactory price, I would rather die here, you Never even think of getting a bottle of resurrection!"

There was a trace of murderous in Dick’s eyes. Just when he wanted to turn the blade and give the old **** a good time, Anvina’s voice suddenly sounded.

"Wait! Idiot, what he said is true. An unstable space is tied to his soul. If you kill him, that space will be annihilated, and everything in it will be annihilated!"

"Asshole!"

"boom!"

Dick roared and pierced the sword of the Brotherhood into the crystal next to him, and directly opened a terrible crack in the mountain that made the corner of Demitian's eyes throb.

The cultist swallowed, he took a step back cautiously, and began to think about whether he should lower the price, but the next moment, the paladin threw a delicate wooden box over, his tone was already cold to the extreme.

"Give me something, start calling! Don't challenge my patience!"

Demitian opened the wooden box in his hand, and placed a piece of hexagram-shaped ornament that was made with the long horns of the Dreadlord Lord as the material and the ancient, evil and esoteric technique.

The breath of the cultist suddenly became heavy. He is a person who knows the goods. He can see the value of this thing at a glance. It is no exaggeration. In his era, this little thing can be exchanged for everything he wants. Resources!

But a fool would take it in exchange! Such a priceless treasure is enough! Not to mention the bottle of rebirth, even if Dick intends to take away the freedom he has not returned, it is enough!

"Okay! I'm very satisfied! Paladin, you are a person who knows goods, and only a gentleman like you can understand the true meaning of the bottle of resurrection."

While demeaning him hypocritically, he quickly put away the accessories. In the paladin’s very impatient eyes, the cultist carefully took out a palm-sized, light blue crystal bottle and bottle from his space. There was a cloud of chaotic fog, which also contained star points of light, as well as endless storms and lightning.

At first glance, it is a very powerful thing!

But Dick knew that this thing was of no use except for resurrecting the prince of the wind, but Demitian was also unlucky. He thought he had earned it. In fact, Dick used this resurrection bottle to be able to What he got is absolutely far beyond his imagination.

Forgive this cultist, his vision is not enough to make him a real big man.

After the Paladin had collected the Vial of Resurrection, he glanced at Demitian who was preparing for the summoning ceremony. He thought for a moment and then said,

"Where's the elemental ingot? Don't tell me you didn't prepare that stuff when you came."

"what?"

Dmitry was taken aback. How did this **** know that he still had the Elemental Ingot on his body? However, seeing the paladin's spinning hand armor on the hilt of the sword, it was shamefully shrunk by the cultists who had just cleared all the chaotic power.

He quickly took out a dozen pieces of metal with mysterious luster on the surface, and threw them on the ground. Anyway, he gave all the bottles of resurrection. He kept these things and it was useless. There was no suitable drawing and super craftsmanship. Blacksmiths, the elemental ingots containing mysterious powers are not even as useful as some ordinary iron ingots.

Dick was satisfied now, he snorted, and put away the source mass ingots. Now, not only the materials for the wind chaser, but also the hand of the fire demon are enough!

Sure enough, we still have to do more things like robbing the rich and helping the poor!

Ten minutes later, when the wind in the entire Crystal Valley stopped strangely, and when the wind murmured, Dick's face became serious. He knew that the Lord of Elements is coming!