Azeroth Trail of Light

Cinestra had a hunch for Dick's decision not to allow the chaotic black dragon to return to Azeroth.

In fact, even if Dick releases her, as the second generation of the Black Dragon Legion, she has to think about it, whether it is to reshape the image of the Black Dragon Legion, or let the black dragons return to the ranks of guarding the dragons, or purify. The blood of the black dragon takes a long time.

Mother Long is not stupid, she naturally understands any of these things and can't be anxious.

Of course, more importantly, after this battle, even if the Black Dragon Legion is successfully rebuilt, in the next few hundred years, it will definitely be the weakest of the guardian dragons. Their current number of adult dragons is even 20. Not enough, a slightly larger force can fight against or even hunt them.

Therefore, Dick placed the Black Dragon Legion in Netherstorm, which is actually a kind of protection.

At least after the establishment of Char Star Harbor, Voidstorm is definitely the safest place in the entire Delano, there is no one.

But just when Dick and the others were about to leave Blade's Edge Mountain, a familiar voice rang in Dick's mind.

"Uh, my friend, the Void Administrator of the consortium found something "strange" in the void... If you are not busy, it's best to come and take a look."

He is the nodal prince of the Astral Consortium. Because of the good business relationship and cooperation, he is barely regarded as a "trustworthy" friend. The Ethereal creature has a special ability. Because it is an energy creature, they Be able to remember the energy frequency of every creature that has communicated, and then make such a soul voice when necessary.

The force is very high, but to be honest, it is of no use.

However, he can be well-informed. It is said that Haramad, who has a collection of artworks from 37 star regions, has become a "strange" thing. Dick is also very interested. The most important thing is that since the Prince of Node has notified himself, it must be It means that the thing has something to do with him.

The Ethereals, whose overall civilization is higher than Azeroth, will not make mistakes in this respect.

So after Haramad’s questioning, Dick rushed to the storm spire of Netherstorm for the first time. The dragon kings with world authority could not stay away from Azeroth for a long time, so only the black dragon queen Sinest Ra followed him and set off.

Netherstorm will be the foothold of the Black Dragon Legion in the future. The Black Dragon Queen feels that before returning to Azeroth and taking on the mission of the land manager, she has to see the environment with her own eyes to be truly relieved, but when two people arrive at the spire of the storm At that time, Dick was very thankful that he had brought Sinestra.

"Titan is here! Twilight Dragon!"

When seeing the purple dragon egg that was properly placed in an egg-shaped container by Haramad, the Black Dragon Queen let out an exclaim, and Dick's eyes sharpened at this moment.

The Twilight Dragon Egg, hidden by Deathwing in the crypt under the annihilated Orgrilra, could still survive after falling into the void with the broken Deathwing body and Orgrilra! And Fu Da Ming was so big that the void administrator of the Star Boundary Consortium encountered it.

This can no longer be described by coincidence. It can be called a certain destiny.

Cinestra's slender fingers stroked the transparent purple eggshell, and the black existence in the eggshell moved a bit, and Dick suddenly felt the magical fluctuations in the room of the storm spire alive.

This unincubated life seems to express a certain emotion of joy.

"It remembers me..."

Cinestra’s face showed a hint of happiness or sadness. Noting Dick’s searching gaze, the Black Dragon Queen explained, “This was originally a red dragon egg, a very healthy one, death. Wings catalyzed it with the captured Void Dragon essence, and used a special method to completely change the nature of its existence, and finally gave it super wisdom with the purest Apexis crystal."

"It has gone through too much suffering, and during that period of time, I have been taking care of it."

Cinestra said in a low voice, "I never thought that Deathwing's crazy plan could actually be realized. The existence of this little guy can be called a miracle of life, that kind of terrible transformation process. Even an adult dragon may not be able to persist."

"You mean, let me keep it?"

Dick stared at Cinestra and said in a deep voice, "Deathwing intends to use it to destroy the world... It has this ability, so you have to persuade me to take this risk!"

"It is not a weapon, the world manager! It has its own thinking, it has its own soul, and its mission is just the destiny imposed on it by the wings of death, and that originally did not belong to it!"

The black dragon queen took a step back, pointed her finger at the ignorant dragon egg, but already had her own thinking, and made a "please" gesture.

"Its birth was a mistake that shouldn’t exist, but it’s not its fault. Power has no distinction between good and evil. Mr. Manager, it was indeed used by the Deathwing Project to destroy the world, but I believe it is the same. A blank piece of paper can also be used to protect the world."

"You can feel for yourself whether it is evil!"

Dick glanced at the faithful Sinestra. He stepped forward and pointed his finger on the surface of the eggshell filled with purple light. The next moment, a strong vitality touched his mind, which was a curious consciousness. , Seems to be looking at the existence of this first contact with it.

But soon, it was frightened by Dick's terrifyingly powerful soul. Like a small beast, it shrank back tremblingly, looking really harmless to humans and animals.

As Cinestra said, this peculiar life has its own soul and thinking, but it is still too weak now, and even the deliberate attention that Dick pays will make it sway like a candle in the wind.

"Ah! Stupid! It's so cute! Let's take it back and raise it!"

Anvina’s yelling voice jumped out of Dick’s mind, and Resch’s soft voice, "I can feed it and drink water, Dick."

Dick groaned and retracted his finger, but before he could speak, Prince Haramad, who was in another star field, also spoke. His slightly distorted voice echoed slightly in this hall.

"Well, my friend Dick, if you don't want to take back the ownership of this item, you might as well sell it to the Astral Consortium... I am very interested in such a unique collection. Let's make a price!"

"Do not!"

Dixie let out a sigh of relief, nodded to Cinestra, then picked up the purple egg, the silver-white light circulated rapidly on its surface, and finally formed an oval seal, and the light cheered. Jumped out of Dick's body, and carefully hugged the seal in his arms.

It's like holding a little pet.

"I don't worry about putting it somewhere else... so let it grow in Ulduar."

Dick pursed his mouth, then glanced at the dragon egg that was held by Anwina, showing a silent smile.

"Just call it Alduin, I hope this name will bring it good luck."

The black dragon queen also breathed a sigh of relief. The female black dragon's love for the whelps was really not covered. After this incident was over, Cinestra retired. She must hurry to go to Voidstorm to choose a piece for the black dragons. Resident, while Dick stayed in the Storm Spire, he and Prince Haramad still have some personal matters to discuss.

Dick sat on the chair, Anvina and Resch ran to play in the virtual dome of the virtual spirit. He took out a wooden box from the storage ring. This was the last time after fighting against the Devourers of Worlds. A personal gift from the prince to him.

"If it's in the name of friendship between friends, then this thing is too expensive, I can't ask for it."

Dick pushed the box back, and he looked at Prince Haramad in the Astral Projection, "Or, you can tell me what you need me to do for you instead of paying me first."

The dark red light under Prince Node’s bandage was gathered, and then he laughed in Dick’s spiritual world.

"Hahaha, you are indeed an interesting guy, Mr. World Manager of Azeroth, other rulers are afraid that the gifts they will get are not noble or exquisite enough. In my thousands of years of roaming, you are the first one to give The guy who returned my gift... If you were also in business, you would be a good businessman."

"Take it away, Dick, it's just a collection item with me, but it will be truly valuable if it falls into your hands. Put the valuable item in the most suitable position. This is the star. The Code of Conduct of the World Consortium."

Prince Node spread his hands,

"Also, you can think of it as an investment."

"investment?"

Dick tasted the meaning of these two words, and finally raised his head and looked at Prince Node, "Explain, my friend."

"Ok."

Prince Haramad cleared his throat, and the peculiar low voice sounded in Dick’s mind, “The development of any civilization has its own special trajectory, and we call it a “civilization line”. Generally speaking, , Whether a civilization can go to the universe is the first indicator that determines how far it can go. For most mortal lives, to achieve this goal, it takes about the time from the birth of the subject life to the separation from the parent planet. It is recorded in millions to tens of millions of years."

"For example, in our history, it took us 8 million years to evolve from single-celled organisms to the first interstellar spacecraft. This time is already quite short, so the virtual spirit is very promising. Civilization, and there are always some special civilizations in the universe that have progressed much less than this number, either because of their special physique, or because of their special form, we call them "super civilizations."

"Azeroth... From the birth of the first Aqir cell to the present, it took less than 20 years for you to reach the tipping point of interstellar civilization... Dick, you know what this means. ?"

"Ok?"

The expression of the Paladin didn't change much, he looked at Haramad silently, only making a sound from his nostrils.

"This means that as long as you can survive the attack of the Burning Legion, you are highly likely to develop into a new super civilization... a confrontational group comparable to the Burning Legion, especially you, Dick, I don’t see it. To your future, but I can be sure that it is extremely beneficial to be friends with you now."

Haramad shrugged, "I am a pure businessman, so I made investment in advance. Is it wrong? I even gave you the drawings of the Star Harbor and the ecological dome. Do I still care about a stone? "

"Astral Consortium, never lose money!"

"One more message, Dick, the vanguard of the Burning Legion has arrived at the ecological planet closest to Draenor. Get ready, your war is coming... Don’t let my investment drain the water. Diao, so, survive, and then take your civilization and walk on with more proud strides!"

Dixie let out a sigh of relief and opened the wooden box in his hand. In it, a bright drop-shaped gem was shining. He knew what it was. He nodded to Haramad, then took the gem out and held it. In his hand, strode towards the gate of the Storm Spire.

Atama Crystal One Seventh-Eye of the Storm, a mass attack weapon that can mobilize a giant energy storm, an investment...

He looked up at the twinkling stars outside the void storm, he took a deep breath, and he stepped forward.

He is going to face the war he can't hide.

The war with the devil... the final battle!