Azeroth Trail of Light

Ulduar, the city of Titans.

There was only a piece of ruin left in the vast training ground. Looking up, there were scattered debris everywhere. Among them were the melted steel legion, and there were huge stone statues that were completely broken, but more were scattered all over the ruins. Blood of Darkness, that is the battlefield just after enduring the endless attack of the Faceless.

In the last wave of crazy attacks, the heroic spirits, mogu and guardians of the Dick side who had completely suppressed the Iron Legion were almost attacked by the faceless from Ulduar, if not. Al, Ignis, and Orlia prepared their defenses in advance, otherwise the entire front would have collapsed when the endless army of Faceless men attacked.

It wasn't until the faceless army really appeared that the mortal commanders who stayed in the training ground understood the reason Dick was entangled with such a huge army, not only to deal with the entrenched steel legion in Ulduar, I am afraid it is even deeper. The layer is also to deal with the emergence of this situation. What they really want to block is the dark turbid current that spreads all over the space.

Those who can serve as commanders in this war are all real elites selected from the war of the undead, but even so, when facing the faceless person that springs from Ulduar, everyone still bears it. Can't help but think of the undead natural disasters that rushed wildly in the battlefield of Angasa.

The two are not the same, but the overwhelming aura is almost the same, and the Chaos Legion in front of them is even worse, because the chaotic force field attached to their bodies is superimposed on each other, and it reaches quickly. The limit that a mortal can bear! In fact, if not all the soldiers present were real Titan creations, I am afraid this battle would have been lost before it was fought.

There is absolutely no mortal legion in this world that can face such an opponent. Even at the end of the battle, Ignis and Oulia had to open Ulduar’s door again, and would stay in the door. The foreign night watchmen regiment was put into the battlefield of Ulduar, and the sacrifice of the undead was able to stop the crazy faceless people, and even so, at the last moment of the battle, by The line of defense composed of the living, the dead and the Titan soldiers was broken by an endless number of faceless men.

At the most dangerous time, these chaotic servants of the ancient gods were only less than a kilometer away from the gate of Ulduar, the cage!

And at the most dangerous moment, Yogg-Saron was also completely killed by the excessive Titan energy. When its body turned into a light spot in the blue light and dissipated in the collapsed plane cage, all The Faceless, the vanguards of the Faceless who were only a short distance away from the final breakthrough, in the violent shaking and wailing, their bodies turned into the most essential dark blood, and the bones that supported the body were broken, like The mud plunged into the ground, as if the entire battlefield was smoothed out by an invisible hand at the same time, and everyone on the battlefield couldn't help but exclaim.

After this tragic World War I was over, even Saurfang and Old Fording, who had been accustomed to seeing war scenes, couldn't help being stunned by everything in front of them.

The army that Dick brought was almost annihilated. In this kind of war against opponents of the same level, even the mighty and brave Titan soldiers could hardly reproduce the domineering force that swept the mortal army. Only Jian Xi and Tai Only the real elites led by Xi can survive such a high-intensity fight, and even these two martial arts big men are on the verge of breaking their stone bodies.

For the first time, the Heroic Spirit Corps also suffered large-scale casualties. The 5,000-man army that Odin supported Dick persisted until the last minute, even less than one-tenth, but fortunately, the Valkyries were safe and sound. After death, their souls were also kept by the Valkyrie. They only need to return to Valarjar, and after undergoing a recast at the High Gate, they will be able to regain their powerful combat effectiveness.

The worst was the nearly 30,000 Iron Legion that Dick awakened in the Hall of Lightning. They were used as consumables between the fallen Steel Legion and the Faceless. After the war ended, the entire army was completely annihilated, none of them. Can survive.

However, these creations themselves appear as consumable weapons. Their simple thinking is still at the stage of obeying orders, and cannot even be called a complete soul, so it does not appear cruel, but after tens of thousands of years, the cold sun When once again illuminated on the ground of Ulduar, this shocking scene still made the survivors feel grief, especially the mortals who had not experienced the more cruel battle of the ancient elements, it was more real. Feel the cruelty behind the myth.

The always optimistic and brave Northshire knight Maximilian and the priest Baron sat leaning on the wreckage of a steel giant. Their robes were covered with black muddy liquid. The knight’s armor had long been worn out. They had fought before. Here, they are the commanders of the squadron following the Duke of Bourval’s attack on the Tower of Fire, but in the middle of the battle, the squadron commanded by the two has been wiped out. Now their faces are full of blankness after the fierce battle. Of course, it is more because of the temporary emotional out-of-control caused by the impact of the chaotic force field.

Even worse than them is the orc warlock Yorin not far away. The orcs themselves are a race that is not good at controlling emotions. Coupled with the fact that Yorin has been manipulating shadows for a long time, he was confronted by the dense faceless people. The impact is the greatest. After being severely emotionally shocked, he is holding Garrosh and crying, and there is a wound left from his arm on his arm. Orc warrior Delanos said anxiously. What, but it couldn't awaken Yoolin's sanity at all.

But these low-level commanders are no longer in danger, so the real bosses let them rest on the battlefield, while the bosses gather in another place. The only place in Ulduar that is still intact is controlled by Freya. In the greenhouse of life, the guardians stood far from the periphery, intensively discussing some things that were inconvenient for mortals to hear. The dragon kings had already returned to the training ground for the first time to check the casualties of the dragon army.

Dick, who was in a coma, was properly placed by the guardians next to the lake in the Conservatory of Life. The power of the gods returned by Ysera was spread on Dick, making the Paladin look like he was asleep. Even in his sleep, his expression had a smile on his face, as if he had dreamed of something very good.

The dignified old Fording inspected the body of Dick, who was unconscious in front of him, with the holy light. Around him, Saurfang, Bervard, Muradin and other bigwigs from various forces gathered together. They care more about Dick's safety than the Simmi of the Guardians.

"Fortunately, as the Green Dragon Queen said, he is just too tired."

Old Fording repeatedly confirmed the physical condition of the Paladin, and then heaved a sigh of relief. There were still marks of gunpowder on his face. He looked a little embarrassed, but everyone was relieved when he heard what he said. Regardless of their sense of Dick, the Paladin in front of them has truly become a pivotal figure in the civilized world. If Dick really suffers misfortune in Ulduar’s war, it will be a battle for all forces. An out-and-out disaster.

"Then why is he still not awake?"

The old dwarf Muradin simply sat on the ground and threw the warhammer in his hand aside. With one arm hanging beside him, he seemed to have been attacked by the faceless man’s suckers and bone spurs. He dangled his pipe and asked, “Yes. Wasn't the spirit shocked by the ancient gods? Isn't that **** thing the best at this kind of insidious attack?"

"No, others may encounter such trouble."

Saurfang leaned against the withered tree next to him, and while he wrapped his bandage around the scar on his arm, he answered the old dwarf’s question, "But Dick won’t. I have seen him in Ahn'Qiraj. The depths of the temple arouse the silver-white light to fight against C'Thun. He himself said that he has a special physique, and when he encounters ancient gods, he will last longer than others."

"Then what the **** is going on?"

Muradin complained, and then turned to look at Dick. At this moment, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Fording! Fire is burning behind you! Get out of there!"

The old knight turned his head abruptly, and then saw the silver flame rising from behind him. The flame ignited from Dick's whole body. In just a moment, Dick's whole body was enveloped, and it was still going to the sky. Going away, it was like a silver-white flame. The lake behind him was barbecued and a layer of smoke-like vapor was raised, and it also ignited the surrounding withered trees, making the scope of the flame larger. .

This situation immediately attracted the attention of the guardians who were discussing something fiercely. Thorim suddenly appeared beside everyone and asked loudly.

"Mortals! What did you do?"

"We didn't do anything! Asshole, be polite!"

I was also worried about Dick’s situation. I was agitated by Torim’s words. The old dwarf jumped up like a firecracker, but was stopped by Old Fording. Torim also noticed his failure. After all, it was just together. The combat comrades, this situation seemed a bit embarrassing, but his embarrassment did not last long, because Mimiron who came from behind him also let out an exclamation.

"This is... what's going on?"

When Thorim and the mortal heroes turned their heads, they saw the fragments collected by Mimiron, the fragments of the world scepter Varanar Ancient Guardian’s Hammer, which were also strangely removed from his waist pocket at this moment. The inside floated into the air, and quickly merged in the invisible power, and finally formed the appearance of a complete world scepter.

Just like a simple one-handed warhammer, the bronze appearance is covered with Titan gems and blue energy. Between the hammer handle and the hammer head, the beating Titan energy is connected together, which looks like starlight. Scattered, full of mystery and power.

"It's fused! Damn it, without any glue, it's restored! It's not in accordance with the law at all! Damn it!"

Mimiron hugged his head and yelled in a sharp voice, and then the whole person rushed towards the world scepter suspended in the air, but the next moment, the endless silver light spread from that road to the greenhouse of life. The flame of the dome flew out, engulfing everyone who was caught off guard in a ten-thousandth of a second.

The light is hot, but it lasts for a short time, just like when it appeared. In an instant, all the visions, the silver-white flame, the light, and the flame gate disappeared. Everyone even kept the previous ones. Postures and movements, but there is already an extra creature in front of them.

The silver-white hood, silver-white armor, six light wings, white battle robe, a two-handed epee wrapped with silver light on his back, his left hand with a delicate boxer raised, and the world scepter was He held it in the palm of his hand, and the scattered starlight sprinkled around his body at this moment, entwined with the silver-white light, and finally formed a flame-shaped silver crown, which slowly descended in the air, and was finally touched by a pair of lightness. Catch it with his hand.

It was a phantom that appeared behind the Angel of Order. It was a woman wearing a white robe. Her face seemed to be covered by a layer of gauze, and her expression was not clear, but there was a conspicuous crescent emblem on her forehead. At the moment when this phantom appeared, Mimiron, Thorim, Hodir and Freya immediately stood up straight and bowed respectfully to salute.

This is the most sincere tribute of these Titan Guardians to the real Titan, and at the same time when this phantom appeared, the mortal heroes knelt to the ground one knee, they didn't even understand why they did it, but they were willing to do it. In doing so, this is the awe of mortal creatures for the instinct of the world, an instinct that is not shifted by human will.

Elune solemnly placed the silver crown in her hand on Dick’s head. When her fingers left the crown, a silver flame suddenly floated from the paladin’s body and formed behind him. With three pairs of silver wings, the incarnation of the Angel of Order also faded at this moment, turning into a little rain of light scattered from the sky, covering Dick’s figure in it, golden lightning entangled his body, when he opened his eyes At the time, the silver flames flowed in the corners of his eyes, just like those real gods in myths and legends.

"In the name of Azeroth, under the witness of the newly born Ulduar and the bravest warriors of mortals, Dick Bronzin Don, I hand the power of the world into your hands, please protect me Good this world, manage all order for me until the arrival of the new era."

Dick let go at this moment, and Varanaar ascended to the sky under the influence of invisible force, Elune’s finger was pointed at the top of the world scepter, an ancient artifact from the Pantheon, Varanaar Ancient Guardian At this moment, the hammer of Zhezhe was enveloped by the power of the world, and its shape was slowly changing, and finally became an existence more similar to a walking stick, instead of the previous warhammer.

Outside of Ulduar, even if it was blocked by layers of heavy city walls, everyone saw this scene, and all bystanders were suffocated by the scene that appeared in this scene.

Although no one has actually seen the appearance of the Protoss, when their eyes fell on Elune, they would know that it was Azeroth's true will, the true representative of this world.

And Dick, who was entangled by the light feather, thunder and silver light, had a gentle expression. He sighed softly, and then stretched out his hand to hold Varanar in his hand. The moment his finger was holding the scepter, The huge light and shadow behind him, that illusion from Elune was like quicksand blown by the wind, quietly disappeared in place while the golden light dots escaped, and those blown sands hovered and fell on Dick. By his side, it was like the most luxurious robe, and the scepter in his hand and the crown on top of his head were shining brightly.

That is glory, that is also responsibility, that is blessing, that is also shackles, that is reward, that is also mission.

The new mission...the mission that can’t see the head. Fortunately, this man, this man blessed by the world and the celestial spirits, has become accustomed to carrying all this. I hope he will not stay, but will move forward.

"I will not live up to all of this. In the name of order, I will give everything to guard the sky and the earth of Azeroth... until I die!"