Azeroth Trail of Light

Time will always pass. This is a fact that is not transferred by human will. Although we use all means to prevent the ruthless scattering of time, to be honest, in the face of this power beyond everything else in the world, the efforts of mortals are always It seemed so futile. Fast update without ads.

This has to be said to be a kind of irony, but to be honest, this kind of inability to face the passage of time is also like the most vicious whip, constantly beating mortals, allowing them to use all their potential in a limited time They all burst out, making their lives like a glorious and short-lived firework, without eternity, only a moment of brilliance.

And it is precisely this kind of momentary brilliance that makes it easier for mortals to appear in the world of heroes who are celebrated by the world. After mortal civilization has truly grown, their progress will be much faster than that under the leadership of these heroic spirits. The development speed of those longevity species is very fast, maybe more than ten years, maybe decades, at most hundreds of years, the world that was originally firmly occupied by the longevity species will fall into their hands.

Mortals are short-sighted, ignorant, greedy, vicious, and vicious.

But they are equally brave, upright, and daring to admit their imperfections, and then in their short lives, find the meaning of perfection. What is certain is that this kind of perfection is definitely not the meaning that the longevity seeds are looking for.

This is the only emotion in the heart of the Baron trio standing under the walls of Ulduar, looking up at the Titan City sheltered beyond time.

In front of this city that has stood here since the beginning of the world, everything has become meaningless. In front of him, whether it was Baron, Sven, or even Master Romans who was standing not far away, carefully stroking the city wall, they all entered the same starting line.

Age and race have become meaningless. In front of this city, they are like children who have just been born and have just learned to walk.

Everything they were proud of was shattered in the silence of this city, leaving only the original and deepest humility.

"Any life in this life should come to Ulduar once, even if it's just looking at it from a distance."

Master Romans carefully picked up a piece of broken rune made of steel from the corner of the city wall, put it as a treasure in his storage ring, then turned his head and said to the young people in a friendly manner, " When we actually come here and look back at ourselves in the past, anyone will think that we are an idiot."

Baron and the friendly old mage nodded to each other, and then walked forward with his noisy brother, not far in front, where there is their place, behind the old Marshal Fording, on the other side of the camp. , You can still see the banner of Overlord Saurfang, obviously, that old orc has also come this time.

Directly in front of the two camps, hundreds of meters away, there is a tall steel ladder that spreads into the air. Looks like that, there are thousands of knots. At the top of the steel ladder, one has been destroyed. Half of the gate, and the spar lamp that will last for thousands of years, form a piece of decoration. Mortals don't understand the meaning of the decoration, they just think it is very prestigious.

"The five lights represent order, light, wisdom, courage, and persistence. They are the sign that the battle of the elements is over, and they are also the decorations that Mimiron personally installed on this door."

Dick explained to the people around him, "Through this door, you can reach the main entrance of Ulduar. If you don't have enough authority, even if you have the power of a guardian, you can't open the door. You are left by the Titans. Protected by the power below, but I will lift the access blockade of the gate, and you will be allowed to enter Ulduar, the city of Titans."

The Paladin chuckled, while Heimdall, who was sitting next to him, drank the wine of the grand tour before the war, while whispering, "This is your honor, mortal warriors, you are the first batch of people allowed in this world. The mortals who entered Ulduar, in that era, this was simply a rebellious act that we could not even think of, but it doesn't matter if things are difficult in the world."

If it were put in the past, Heimdall’s remarks would definitely attract Saurfang’s rebuttal. This orc never accepts other people’s charity, but at this time, he really stood in the outer city of Ulduar and watched. Looking at the steel city wall that is several hundred meters high and the smell of the years that have escaped from it, watching the surrounding go back and forth, the giants, heroic spirits and mogu stone statues carrying supplies or organizing the army. The dragons flying back and forth or resting on the surrounding city walls, as well as the earthen warriors standing not far away and talking, as well as the Valkyrie Guards who formed a team and patrolled in the wind and snow further away. .

As recorded in the epic, those angels who brought light and warmth to the world, the black night sky reflected the golden light band flying behind them, leaving this scene in the minds of the mortals on the scene forever, until the death of their lives. Time, I will never forget.

This kind of mythological scene gave Saurfang a feeling of "honour" for the first time in his life, so in the face of Heimdall's voice, he chose to be silent. As for the young orc standing behind him, he was already somewhat Excited and couldn't help it.

After all, which fighter does not want to participate in such a doomed battle?

"I don't like this place very much."

A gentle voice came from behind everyone, and the tall red dragon queen walked out of the shining portal. Behind him were Krasus, the red dragon prince Karen and Valastaz, who had not been seen for a long time. He just nodded slightly to Dick, then looked at this great city that will never fall in front of him with a touch of sympathy, and seemed to be trapped in his own memories.

"Me and Nozdormu have only been here once...the moment the respectable Tyre recommended us to accept the power of the Titans, we didn't like this place, it was cold like a prison, and, One of the previous masters here did not welcome us, he did not trust us."

While speaking, the queen's eyes fell on Heimdall, she asked softly,

"Even if we have guarded the world for tens of thousands of years, Lord Odin is still unwilling to give his precious trust to the guardian dragon?"

He put the bottle in Heimdall's hand on the table. This Valarjar's goalkeeper is undoubtedly Odin's confidant. He tilted his head and looked at the Red Dragon Queen, and finally shook his head.

"I don't know, you might have to ask Master Odin directly about this question."

The atmosphere became a little stagnant at this moment, until Dick, who was thinking about something silently, recovered and joined the discussion. He looked at the Red Dragon Queen and took a deep breath.

"It's enough for me to trust you... Your Majesty, get your dragon ready, I'm going to open the door!"

"Also, you guys, there are some things I must emphasize once!"

Dick’s gaze swept over the thirty-odd mortal heroes who had been selected to enter Ulduar. His voice was very serious.

"Your Majesty Alexstrasza is right about one thing. Although the City of Titan is majestic, it is actually a prison. It holds the opponent we don't want to face. You know this in advance, even though we won. Once such an opponent, but Silithus' victory came by a fluke. This time, we can no longer expect luck."

"Mortals cannot face the heyday of the ancient gods, so your range of activities can only be between Ulduar's training ground and the front hall, which is also the front line of the confrontation between the two legions, my mogu legion and the lightning that has just been activated. The real Iron Legions in the hall will be your soldiers, regardless of casualties, but I have only one request. Before the news of our victory, we must not let those fallen guys rush into Ulduar. There are too many of them. Once we are defeated, we can only be met by failure."

"Do you have any questions?"

Dick looked at everyone in front of him, and no one answered. He nodded, "Then, get ready, heroes, we are about to enter Ulduar."

After everyone left, Dick said to the old Fording, Mograine, Bovar Fortagan, Saurfang and Woking who remained in place,

"Although I don't want to talk about this issue, but... if the Dragon Kings and I can't come back, you must withdraw from Ulduar as quickly as possible. I have blocked the deepest part of Ulduar with my authority. , But it won’t last long. It must go to Uldum first to prevent the creators in the Forge of Origin from starting the Forge of Origin. Once that thing is activated, the whole world will be reshaped, and all traces of civilization will be wiped out this season. Go, then go to Delano to find Illidan, he owes me a favor, let him come back with his strongest power and try again!"

Speaking of this, Dick paused for a moment, and then secretly pointed to the sky.

"If Illidan also fails, he will go to the Broken Isles to find Odin. Although Odin does not trust mortals, once he gets out of trouble, he has enough ability to solve all of this. However, Layden who can check and balance him is still asleep, so if you use him To lead Azeroth, mortal civilization is destined to enter an era of war where all the people are soldiers. It is simply the worst era...This is the last resort."

"But in any case, the ancient **** must be eliminated. Once he rushes out of Ulduar, it doesn't even take a year for the entire Azeroth to fall into the deepest despair."

"Dick, this..."

Old Fording looked at the Paladin and wanted to say something, but was stopped by the Paladin. "This is only the worst case. 80% of it may not happen, but if it happens, you must do it in advance. Be prepared. I have placed everything you need with my servant Moam. Bless me, old folks, I hope you don’t need them."

Dick grinned and showed a smile. He turned around. The light of the power of the gods appeared behind him. Under the darkness of Ulduar's sky, the light was so dazzling. A few minutes later, Dick Stepping through the broken gate, behind him, a large phalanx was formed, the Mogu Legion led by Jianxi and Taixi, the Heroic Legion led by Heimdall, the Iron Legion led by mortal heroes, and the The Earth Spirit Legion, which is manipulating siege equipment in the rear, is guarded by the treasure house led by Arkavon and his brothers. They are fully armed, like the last warriors on the battlefield.

Not as excited as the warriors in the present war, there is no shouting, no drums, no movement, but silence, calmness and endless courage.

From the platform full of snowflakes behind Dick, it spread to Ulduar's big gap, and it was black and heavy. When they were not given the order to move forward, they were indifferent like statues.

In the sky, the giant dragons with their wings spread to cover the sky, under the leadership of the four dragon kings, are divided into four phalanxes. They are the most powerful existence in all mortal stories, but at this time, they are just Ordinary members of this army, flapping their wings, as if they had just accepted the power and mission of the Titans, ready to enter the unavoidable war of gods by the guardians.

Eranikus, Krasus, Karen, Yaregos, and even the last pure-blood black dragon and black horns hidden in the Broken Isles to live their lives, he flew alone outside the four dragon phalanx, Represents the last dignity of the black dragon legion that has passed away.

Ten thousand years later, the five-color dragons once again gathered at the place where the mission began, preparing to fight the world they had guarded for tens of thousands of years.

There is also the golden Val'kyr led by Al. They flapped their wings and passed through the center of the dragon camp. The red ribbons were flying in the air. They are the will of Odin and the most glorious war ambassadors of Valarjar. Their unavoidable responsibility.

Like everyone else, like everyone else in this army, they never fear what is coming.

This is not an army that mortals can imagine. This is an army that has emerged from history and mythology. They protect not only mortal civilization, but also the hope of the entire world, even if the enemy is few, even if the road ahead is bumpy. Will lose their lives, they still come.

Following the ancient mission and covenant, they came to the city of Titans, Ulduar, and they decided the fate of this world.

Dick was in front of everyone. He opened his left hand and placed it in front of the huge metal gate that was tightly closed in front of him. There was a jewel-like lock. His palm was in contact with the cold jewel, which originated from Layden. The authority and the mysterious frequency in it slowly approached, and finally merged into one.

"Crack"

With a soft sound, at this moment, the never-ending thunder and lightning in the sky over Ulduar completely converged at this moment. At this moment, the cold wind roaring from the storm cliffs was collectively silent. At this moment, the snow fluttering in the sky also stagnated in the air.

Time seemed to stand still. This is not an illusion. After a second, Dick pushed the gem that exudes brilliant light gently with his left hand. The collision of heavy gears sounded, and the Buddha was placed under the ground. The immense machinery began to move again. The Paladin took a step back and looked at the close-closed metal gate in front of him in a brilliant and unusual way, began to assemble, and began to change its shape, just like this giant beast entrenched in the north of the world forever. Opening his eyes, the invisible power made him subconsciously hold his breath.

Thirty seconds later, a temple was as tall as a temple, and a solemn metal arch appeared in front of Dick and the legion behind him. The huge green storm vortex opened in front of him, like the mouth of a giant beast. Swallow all the existence that hastily entered into it.

The Paladin looked back at the people behind him, then took a deep breath, holding the sword in his left hand and the shield in his right, and strode into it.

The vortex of the storm swallowed him. After that, the suffocating force that spread across the entire outer city of Ulduar also began to move forward, never looking back, and going straight to hell.

The age of mythology, I am here!