Azeroth Trail of Light

In the Hall of the Forge, nearly ten minutes have passed since the death-and-death battle.

"Ahem...Thank you, Great Guardian."

Weak Ignis sat cross-legged on the ground. The scar on his forehead has not yet healed. In fact, because it was a wound formed by the battle between order and chaos, the wound would almost never heal without special treatment. Fortunately, after nearly 10 minutes of suffering like hell, the rune giant of the oldest forger finally recovered his sanity.

Well, it’s not a complete recovery. Dick’s slightly hot left hand proves this, but at least he has recovered most of his sanity. The Guardian’s existence is different from that of a mortal. Even in this state, he is still able to rely on himself. Suppress the chaos surging inside, at least it won't get worse.

Relying on the power of order to disperse a guardian-ridden chaos, this is not a simple matter. Even Dick now feels a little tired, but fortunately, his body is different from ordinary people. It only takes a little time. After rest, he will be able to recover as before.

Facing Ignis’s thanks, Dick waved his hand. He stood in front of Ignis, although in terms of combat effectiveness, he was much stronger than the furnace master, but even if the giant was sitting on the ground. The state, the contrast between two people, is also like a human being and a mouse.

"If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to survive for long."

Ignis glanced at the building behind Ulduar with some fear. He whispered, "Thousands of years ago, that voice began to appear in my heart. I don't even know when I was defeated, too. It's terrible... It's really terrible. The prisoner has already escaped, but we don't know anything about it."

"I came for this, the furnace master, tell me, what's the current situation inside Ulduar?"

Dick looked into Ignis’ eyes. It was not that he did not believe the guardian who had restored his sanity in front of him, but there was no doubt that he was still under the influence of chaos, and even the power of order of the Silver Hand could not completely dispel it. In the face of the radiation of a complete ancient god, Dick was already very reluctant to guarantee that he would not be affected.

"very bad..."

The giant's voice was low and deep, as if he was thinking of something bad. He sighed, "2000 years ago, I could no longer enter the inner ring. The high-ranking guardians closed their halls, even the front hall and The observatory is tightly sealed, the Iron Council allows the crazy Iron Legion to destroy everywhere, no one stops them, they...all have changed their temperament, I can’t remember the passage of time, I only remember Master Mimiron After that experimental accident, he locked himself in the laboratory of the spark of wisdom. Master Freya focused on his life greenhouse, while Hodir completely sealed off his winter temple with the harsh winter, Thorim ...By the way! Torim escaped here...I remember clearly, he left...where is he?"

Dick looked at the giant, then lowered his eyelids.

"It's a pity that Thorim may have escaped the chaos, but he failed to escape the conspiracy. Loken deceived him, so he is back now. According to you, in that state, he can't escape the chaos at all. corrosion."

"Loken! By the way! Loken...it was that guy who caused all this!"

Ignis's voice suddenly became thicker, and the flames behind him rose together. Obviously, the mood of the furnace master began to become angry.

"That traitor! We all misunderstood him! After Lord Odin left, he ordered the deepest prison to be sealed off. At first we thought it was for better travel responsibilities, but now that when I think about it, it is clearly for realization. He has some kind of evil plan! Even more than one steel soldier has seen him, they have seen him enter the cage alone, always staying for a long time... We are too slow to even see Loken's anomaly !"

"He did all the bad things, yes! That's it! Loken should still be in the Lightning Hall! I'm going to kill him!"

"Calm down! Master of the furnace, under the power of the ancient gods, control your emotions...and, Loken is dead."

Dick’s answer made Ignis, who had just struggled to get up, froze for a moment, his face was visibly dull, but then he sat back on the ground, patted his thigh and laughed.

"Dead? Good death! Hahaha, good death!"

Seeing Ignis’ expression that seemed not to be false, and repeatedly confirming the credibility of the giant in front of him, the paladin breathed a sigh of relief. He got up from the stone platform and waved his hand to Ignis.

"Seeing you recover, this is the only good news. You have a good rest. If you still have enough energy, you might as well go to the training ground to help those mortals fight the Iron Legion. I'm leaving."

"Wait...A mortal entered here?"

Ignatius stopped Dick who turned and left. His expression seemed to be a little struggling, but he finally let out a sigh of relief, "Forget it, in extraordinary times, you can't abide by those bad creeds, but if you go deeper, , You have to hold these two things!"

Dick turned his head and saw two things that the furnace master had fished out of the cauldron on his chest. It was a gray-white runestone and an irregular metal block, which looked like a handle.

The Paladin took these two things curiously, and then asked,

"what is this?"

The furnace master scratched his head, and the beating sparks flickered at the tips of his fingers, "This stone can control Cologne. After Odin left Ulduar that year, Loken ordered me to build a giant rock guarding the vestibule. , It has no thoughts, but the pure brute force is quite terrible. At that time, I sensed something wrong, probably because of the idea of ​​self-protection. I quietly left this control stone. With it, Cologne will never Attacking you, it will be easier to enter the inner ring, but be careful Oulia, my colleague, Ulduar's archivist, she should be wandering inside the inner ring, she must be the same as me In the chaos, and she is stronger than me!"

Ignis looked at Dick, with a plea in his eyes, "If you can, Great Guardian, please help her, Oulia has a calm personality, and she knows many secrets of Ulduar, you will use To those!"

Dick nodded and put the rune stone away properly.

"Don't worry, furnace master, I'm not a butcher, what about this? What is this?"

Dick raised the metal handle in his other hand, and Ignis’ expression became solemn.

"This... is a fragment of the World Scepter! I don't know if you have heard of it. Its other name, Valanaar Ancient Kings' Hammer, was once bestowed by the former Great Guardian Lai. Jurel Stoneheart, that was the first earth spirit to be made by the Titan himself, and also the ruler and leader of all earth spirits. He used this scepter to help the Titan create the first generation of life. Legend has it that this is the Titan’s secret treasure. , Represents some kind of higher symbol"

Ignis looked at the handle of the scepter held by Dick in awe, and his voice became softer, "In my memory, there is also the shadow of Urel holding the scepter of the world, that good temper. The earth spirit put this scepter on the stone, and the stone quickly formed the earth spirit's body, and also gave him real wisdom and soul. It is said that the spirit of the ancient kings is attached to this scepter. It brings ubiquitous protection to users, even a real "upgrade", and I can be sure that this scepter comes from a more ancient period, at least before we appeared, it already existed, the most wise guardian …I am referring to Loken, who has not fallen into the darkness. He once said that this scepter may originate from another world, from the history of the great Titan."

The furnace master stopped, and his voice became sad at this moment.

"But there was still bad luck that followed. Soon after the Titans left, the benevolent Jurer died in an accident. We used to think that it was really just an accident... The Scepter of the World was broken because of this, and then mysteriously Nowhere, until about 5000 years ago, I found this handle in the corner of the proving ground. At that time, Ulduar's atmosphere was already very wrong, so I did not tell the news to others, but I seriously doubt it. , The rest of the artifact should still be inside Ulduar."

Ignis’ words made Dick’s left hand gripping the handle tightly. It was a reminder that Norgannon left him in the last mission. The secret of Varanaar Ancient Guardian’s Hammer was far more than the surface. The above looks much more profound. He had also imagined that the real world would definitely not be divided into 30 fragments like in the game, but unexpectedly, the first fragment was hidden in the hands of Ignis.

Fortunately, I didn't kill him!

The expression on Dick’s face was understood by Ignis as surprise, so the master of the furnace introduced Dick’s preciousness to this piece in detail.

"Don’t underestimate it, Great Guardian. In fact, I think it’s because I preserved it that I can maintain my ignorant consciousness to the present. Without it, I might have been with other guardians thousands of years ago. The same, I was surrounded by chaos. In the chaotic scene of the brain at that time, the only clear idea I had was to study this fragment. This is a truly priceless treasure. You should find it and find a way to reintegrate it. , I believe that if you are going to fight Yogg-Saron, this scepter can definitely give you a great help. I believe this!"

"Well, I believe it too."

Dick retracted the slightly rough handle of the scepter and put it in the storage ring. He pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Do you have any suggestions for me about the high-level guardians?"

"Well... let me think about it, the **** chaos has messed up my memory a bit, oh, yes!"

Ignis propped his chin with the palm of his hand, then patted his thigh vigorously, and said loudly, "Freya, yes! Master Freya, if you are going to deal with a high-level guardian, I suggest you first Go to the Life Greenhouse, Master Freya may still be sober! But I can't guarantee..."

"Oh? How to say?"

Dick felt more and more that it was the right thing for him to save Ignis with great pains. The guardian who had been staying inside Ulduar obviously gave him too many surprises. Faced with his doubts, Ignis scratched again. I scratched my head and said in detail,

"First of all, Master Freya was the last to close her hall, and then I vaguely remember that just before she closed the greenhouse of life, she had sent an avatar of herself out of Ulduar, and it was said to go to the Solacha Basin. To maintain the ecology, there used to be her test site. You probably don’t understand. For the high-level guardian, an avatar is equivalent to a ray of consciousness of oneself. If her avatar stays in the Solacha Basin, it means At least one of her consciousness is awake, which means that you have a great chance of awakening her! At least much greater than others!"

"The most dangerous thing is Mimiron. How should I put it? In my chaotic memory, Mimiron's personality has changed a lot since the experimental accident. He no longer uses his wisdom to maintain the world. Balanced, and began to study dangerous things... His proving ground was also full of debris, so if you have to face him... be very careful!"

"Yeah! Thank you for your information!"

Dick nodded to Ignis, and the master waved his hand tiredly.

"You are welcome, Great Guardian, I should thank you... Wait, let me see your weapon, that sword!"

Dick stunned, but then handed the Wind Chasing Sword to Ignis. This oldest forge was the first blacksmith in Azeroth’s history. He took the initiative to make this request, which may mean something special. .

The furnace master took Dick’s Wind Chasing Sword, the long sword equivalent to a two-handed epee for ordinary people, but in his hand it looked like a toothpick. He turned the Wind Chasing Sword over and over. , Finally shook his head regretfully,

"It's a pity that it should have become a weapon with its own soul. It has this aptitude, but the elemental creature that injected energy into it was too weak. Instead, it limited its limit. It lost it and became more spiritual. Opportunity for weapons."

Dick shrugged. He was not surprised by this answer. Don’t forget, the paladin himself is also a master blacksmith. He had guessed the hidden danger of the Wind Chasing Sword a long time ago, but Ignis’ next sentence was Let the Paladin rekindle hope.

"I can help you modify this sword and give it further possibilities, but Great Guardian, this is a two-sided choice. I will completely empty the original elemental power of this sword for you and make it a white one. Paper, its power will drop a lot as a result, and it will also lose its adaptability to thunder and lightning. You still need to use your own power to infect it and change it for a long time until it gives birth to its own soul and completes its true sublimation. This may be a long process...will you?"

Dick stretched out his left hand, and a ray of golden thunder continued to flow between his fingers.

"Help me modify it, Ignatius, I am just like it, looking for the sublimation of myself. Compared with other things, I hope this sword can accompany me to the end...I am a nostalgic person.

The furnace master nodded, he stood up, took up his forging hammer,

"Well, I will help you transfer the original elemental power of this sword to another weapon. It is not wasted. After all, this is the essence of a powerful elemental creature. It is a pity to give up like this. You can Give it to others."

Dick nodded happily, took out a bunch of elementary ingots from his storage ring, and gave it to the furnace master.

"Then just make another wind chaser's blessing according to its appearance. My wife's weapon has just been damaged, and she also needs a new sword. Excuse me, Ignis."

"Hahaha"

The furnace master patted his stomach and let out a hearty laugh, "It's an honor to serve you, Ulduar's new master."