Azeroth Trail of Light

The dust on the ground floated from the ground under the urging of the magical energy that gradually became violent. This is a normal performance caused by the giant teleportation spell, but when a heavy rock floats, Kanrezad realizes Then, he really underestimated this portal.

At the moment when the last green magic pattern was lit up, on the railing at the top of the Dark Portal, the two eyes of the stone giant snake with its open mouth revealing its sharp teeth and serpent's letter turned into a lifelike sculpture on the railing at the top of the Dark Portal. Dark green, making it look like a giant snake coiling around the dark gate.

Let this black door mixed with dark green light add a daunting breath.

The Dark Portal came alive. It was like a giant swallowing beast lying on the top of the Hellfire Peninsula. It began to breathe. The huge demon could awaken a certain energy in Kanrezad’s body, but the warlock was powerful Will forced it down abruptly. He looked back and saw that the last orc warrior holding the orc child had returned. He took out a runestone containing the coordinates of Azeroth from his arms and walked to In the surging storm of magic energy, towards the inside of the empty dark door, he threw it vigorously.

There was nothing in it, like an opened door, but at the moment that the rune stone touched the plane of the door, a dark green spot of light appeared in the air, and then it continued to rotate, forming a green vortex, constantly The expansion, and finally rapid expansion, soon formed a dark green light curtain in the 30-meter-high door frame, which was still mixed with a little bit of starlight, which seemed to have a strange beauty.

An adult standing in front of this giant light curtain is like a mouse standing next to an elephant, which makes people daunting at a glance. Kanrezad stood in front of the green starlight gate, turned sideways, and spoke to Ge Yazong. The mother made a "please" gesture.

The old grandmother nodded to him with a smile, and then leaned on her cane to move forward, but was stopped by Garrosh who hurried over.

"Grandma, let us go, it may be dangerous!"

Delanos Saurfang and Yorin Deadeye who stood beside him also grabbed the arm of Grandmother Goya. They would not let the old grandmother who raised them take risks, but they sat in place to enjoy their achievements. .

This is the most shameful behavior!

"Get out, Garrosh, and you, Delanos, Jorin, let me go!"

Mother Goya raised her voice,

"I'm not so old that I can only walk if you support me!"

The moment the old man’s voice sounded, the young orc immediately let go of her arm, but Garrosh still stubbornly stood in front of her, like a temper tantrum.

"No, grandma, this is too dangerous! I want to go with you! I can protect you!"

Grandmother Goya didn't even look at him. This stubborn and brave child was one of the few people she valued most, but he was still a bit reckless. Every time Goya went out hunting, Grandmother Goya couldn't let go of her mind.

"Garrosh, you belong to the future. I can't spend your future so extravagantly. Let me, the old bone who has lived for a long time, help you find your way for the last time. Are you going to go against my words?"

Garrosh did not advance, nor did he retreat, but Grandmother Goya patted his tall shoulder, and the old and old man walked slowly into the green light curtain that waved like waves. Here, more than ten years ago, Grandmother Goya sent away her son Durotan here. Now, she is walking along the chaotic and bizarre colored passage along the path that his son walked back then, very slowly. But it is very stable.

As if reminiscing about the past, those gorgeous scenery did not attract the attention of Goya at all. For an instant, or for a long time, when she felt her breathing became smooth again, she saw another dark red. At this moment, Mother Goya almost thought that her teleportation had failed, but the next moment, she saw the orc standing in the strongest side of the crowd.

He is a green-skinned, tall orc, wearing black and shabby armor, carrying a stone warhammer, and awe-inspiring elemental power entwined all over his body.

His armor is Orgrimmar's. Grandmother Goa remembers Orgrimmar wearing that armor to fight when he was young. His warhammer was Blackhanded, it was Doomhammer, Blackhand's heirloom, and His face was in a daze, and Mother Goya seemed to see the brave and fearless son in her memory.

"Durotan!"

Grandmother Goya's walking stick fell on the ground because of shock, and the teleportation made the old man a little weak. She seemed to be about to fall, but the next moment, a red shadow appeared beside her and helped her up.

"Old lady, it's so nice to see you again!"

That voice made Grandmother Goya a little stunned. She turned her head and saw the familiar face, her tears couldn't help but shed.

"You are... you are Saurfang, the elements are up, Varok, my child, you are still alive, this is great... this is really, really great!"

Thrall also felt the blood in his body. The moment he saw the old man, he jumped deeply. The wise warchief of the orc was a little unable to move until Saurfang waved to him.

"Come here, Thrall, come and meet your grandmother... your real relatives."

The warchief lowered his head, stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, and then strode to Grandmother Goya. His voice was trembling. Finally, he patted his chest and said loudly,

"Grandma...I'm... Thrall, I..."

"No, kid!"

The tearful old Grandmother Goya tightly held Thrall's hand, she interrupted Thrall's self-introduction, she looked at her grandson tenderly, and reached out to touch his face, like a farewell back then. Like Durotan,

"Your name is not Thrall, your name is Guyer, that's a noble name, child... This is the greatest gift of the elemental spirit to me. It's great that I saw you when I was about to return to my ancestors. …Great."

On the other side, Garrosh shook the axe behind his back, gritted his teeth and walked into the light curtain, then Draenors, then Jorin, the orcs strode up to the high platform, just like their ten Like the predecessors a few years ago, with a sense of anxiety but full of anticipation for a new life, he walked into the green light curtain.

The Dark Portal was wide enough to accommodate 30 orcs to pass through at the same time, so after the orcs increased their speed, within 30 minutes, the last orc walked into the light curtain.

Kanrezad looked at the time, raised one hand, and waved it down. The warlocks immediately disconnected the energy link, waiting for the arrival of the next wave of refugees.

But when Garrosh walked out of the light curtain, he saw the unharmed Grandmother Goa, and the green-skinned orc standing next to Grandmother Goa. It was a powerful guy, but he hadn't waited for him to speak. , Delanos and Jorin behind him squeezed him a step forward.

Then they heard the trembling voice of Mother Goya,

"By the way, Saurfang, come to meet your son, Draenors, I have never dared to tell him your whereabouts, because I don't know if you are still alive until the human warrior comes to Nagrand, We just got your news. Delanos, what are you still doing there? Come and meet your father!"

Both the old Saurfang and the young Saurfang were a little at a loss. Although they had received news about their son from Dick, this was indeed the first time they met. They would not take a step back against any opponent. Overlord Saurfang was unusually nervous at this moment, but when Saurfang lowered his head and walked to him, he frowned and looked at his son like that, and couldn't help shouting. To,

"Straighten your body! Don't forget your last name!"

This beating made little Saurfang immediately raised his head subconsciously, and then he saw the pendant on Saurfang’s neck, the quaint Thunder King clan’s bone pendant. He couldn’t help reaching out and putting his hand on his neck. The exact same pendant was taken out, and then he felt a hug from his father, and there was a trembling voice in the warmth.

"Welcome home, my son! Our ancestors are still sheltering us, thank you ancestors."

At the same time when this touching scene of the relatives of the two worlds met, in the northernmost part of the Eastern Continent, northern Xinjiang, a place that has just settled down after a long period of chaos, in Stratholme, this The interior of the city, which has been well preserved and has been expanded and renovated, has just begun.

In the early hours of this day, even though it was still dark, the city of Stratholme, which was decorated from the inside to the outside, was still very lively, just from the Hillsbrad Hills, from the Arathi Highlands, and even from Ironforge. The nationals of the homeland who have returned to Stormwind wore the best clothes, braved the cold night of northern Xinjiang, crowded in the central square of Stratholme, congratulating and cheering for the upcoming coronation ceremony.

In this era of blood inheritance, as long as the royal family still has a trace of blood circulating, this country will still not perish. At the most dangerous time, Lordaeron was left with only one East Dallonemir and Theramore, an overseas territory, the entire country Two-thirds of the land has fallen, but the princess Kalia stood up at this time, calling on the people to save the fire of Lordaeron, and continue to support the rebellion in Northern Xinjiang.

Five years after the outbreak of the Undead Disaster, the undead in Northern Xinjiang was finally eliminated. At present, only the Tirisfal area still has a large number of undead, and other land has been eliminated.

It is just this point that the crowning of Princess Kalia as the queen is what everyone expects. In fact, the status of the queen in the hearts of the people of New Lordaeron has already reached an unimaginable level. The first king Terenas stood side by side, even faintly beyond a point.

Some people even called out the title of "Lord of Lord of Resurgence of Lordaeron".

Today is the day when Lordaeron re-established his country, or the day when Princess Kalia was crowned as queen.

Brightly armored knights guarded both sides of the street five steps one by one. Luxurious red wool carpets were laid on the ground. This was one of the gifts given by the royal family of Stormwind to Queen Kalia. In the circle of nobles, Wa The close relationship between King Lean and Queen Kalia is not a secret, but it is not the intimacy of love, but more akin to family affection.

King Varian said more than once that Queen Kalia was his most beloved sister, and after Alsace’s accident, Kalia paid more attention to this only relative. This, from her You can tell by teaching Anduin etiquette personally.

Lordaeron and the Kingdom of Stormwind, at least when the two kings are still in power, are absolutely the most indestructible alliance.

When the first rays of light appeared on the side of the day, the majestic horn sounded, the whole boiling city was quiet, and then the hymn fluttered, and the Silver Hand Paladins on their horses stepped from the front gate of Stratholme. Entering the city, headed by Tirion Fording and Alessandro Mograine, these two old knights opened the way for Her Majesty the Queen and also represented the attitude of the Knights of the Silver Hand.

The paladins entered the city against the backdrop of the rising sun. It was not bright, but it made people feel the light of hope shining on them, and the Buddha put a coat of light on them.

Behind the two paladin leaders, there are the new generation of paladin leaders such as Errigal, Darion, Tyran, Bridget, etc., all the paladins are wearing silver ceremonial armor, holding the winding Luo in their hands. Dan Lun's emblem rides on the fence, wears a red cloak, and all the horses under the hips are all leather armor, which looks extremely powerful.

The 128-member knights guarded the front and rear of Her Majesty’s carriage. This was shocking enough, but when Queen Kalia’s carriage drove into the city, everyone could not help cheering and marveling. stand up.

The eight war horses that pull the cart are not ordinary war horses, but Querdore war horses with white pointed horns on their heads. In many myths and legends, this kind of war horses are called unicorns, which are true myths. In fact, this is a thoroughbred warhorse cultivated by the Quel'Thalas Sunstrider Dynasty for the royal family. The high elves planned to use this warhorse to train their own cavalry, imitating the heavy cavalry of humans.

But it is a pity that these high elves who pursue perfection finally, driven by a strong artistic impetus, produced the Quel'dorei war horse which is very ornamental, and at the same time, the endurance and impact are also very strong, but it is a pity that there are rare war horses.

This time the queen was crowned, and His Majesty Kael'thas gave 8 war horses to Queen Kalia. The gift was not expensive, but this was also a manifestation of Quel'Thalas' attitude.

The elves don’t want a hostile country to appear outside their borders, and Quel'Thalas and Lordaeron’s traditional relationship is good, so this time the coronation ceremony, Kael’thas will also be there, and it’s already there. Wouldn't it be better to have another icing on the cake?

And when dawn really came, Queen Kalia’s carriage officially entered Stratholme. At this moment, the whole city came alive, people cheered, and the fanatical boy even climbed to the roof, and several people pulled it together. The banner of "Long live Queen Kalia" waved the banner crazily amidst waves of cheers from the crowd.

It's like...like the first dawn that really rises on this conservatively devastated earth.

Dawn rising from all hearts.

It's not bright, but it contains hope for the future.