Azeroth Trail of Light

In this illusory interstellar world, everyone's eyes were fixed on Sargeras' inadvertently clear back.

And Azshara’s exclaim made Velen and Maraad look at her. Noting the gaze, Her Majesty the Queen was also aware of her gaffe, she coughed, and then explained,

"These two children are very famous in the Kaldorei Empire under my rule. They are Stormrage Brothers, shameful betrayers and thieves!"

At the end of the day, Azshara had gritted her teeth a bit, but she made it clear at any rate, and Velen's gaze turned to Dick. There was a hint of question in it. Dick nodded slightly, which meant,

"Yes, it is the King of Outland... Illidan Stormrage and his brother Malfurion Stormrage."

Velen's rosary turned faster in vain. He began to think about the relationship between the King of Outland and this prophecy. In fact, Velen also had a sense of absurdity at this time... How could Illidan like a mob and Does the future of this world have such a relationship? Even got the attention of the Mother of Light?

But the picture in front of everyone did not stop turning. It started from the birth of the Stormrage Brothers, to their growing up with Tyrande, to them learning druid spells with Cenarius, to Illidan being killed by Cenarius. Rebuke.

The picture stopped at this moment, and the voice of the Mother of Light sounded again,

"Everything suffered by the children of light and darkness is distorted, including the reprimand of the teacher, the rebellion of the brother, the departure of the lover, and the misunderstanding of the world. All of these should not exist."

Dick grinned, showing a disdainful and mocking smile.

If Illidan had not experienced all of this, would he still be who he is now? Ten thousand steps back and said, if Illidan's destiny has not been changed, can he smoothly become the chosen person, the son of light and darkness in Zela's mouth?

Growing up is never happy! Happiness and success will never make people grow, only pain and sadness can!

But he did not say anything to interrupt the absurd prophecy of the gods and gods, after all, until now, his shadow has not appeared in Zela's prophecy, and he is not in a hurry.

However, these words attracted the attention of the other three people. It seemed that with this concentration of attention, the picture in front of him quickly retreated, returning to the time when Sargeras's back caught something in the void, the Dark Titan's The claws are tightly clasped... is an invisible and intangible existence.

Before Zela's voice came out, Dick said,

"It's fate... Sargeras distorted the fate of "Son of Light and Darkness"!"

The voice paused for a while, it seemed that it was a little surprised because Dick revealed the answer in advance, but soon, the gentle voice continued,

"Yes, it is destiny. Sargeras has distorted Illidan, the fate of the Chosen One! But even if it is as strong as Sargeras, it cannot violate the laws of the universe. Illidan was not destroyed, but he was Guided, guided by the dark Titan himself, embarked on another path!"

The picture turned suddenly, and everyone saw Illidan standing alone on a cliff lit by dark green flames. In front of him, there was a huge green vortex portal. Opposite the portal was a strange starry sky. And a huge dark will.

Illidan seemed to have reached some kind of agreement with that will. He stretched out his hand, but the next moment, a crazy dark green evil energy surged out of the portal and hit Illidan's body, a dark green evil energy storm. Shrouded and flooded his body, and finally from his beautiful and mysterious amber eyes, a scorching flame that destroyed everything was expelled.

"Ilidan exchanged freedom for the power of the devil, but he did it not for self, but for salvation. Unfortunately, everything he did was ruthlessly criticized and rejected... Destiny shouldn't be like this... ."

As soon as Zela's words fell, Dick glanced at Azshara who was standing beside him with slanted eyes, and then asked playfully.

"Then let us see his original fate!"

Zera's voice paused, and after a while, it spoke again.

"as you wish!"

The picture turned again, this time still from the birth of the Stormrage Brothers, but this time there were no quarrels, no attacks, and no contradictions in the picture. Illidan continued to fight in Azeroth with a rhythm that the Son of Destiny should have. , Became stronger step by step, and even began to change the fate of the decayed Kaldorei Empire.

He became the lord, became the hero of the elves, and finally became the favor of Her Majesty the Queen.

Yes, when Azshara saw her figure appear in the prophecy, her eyes widened suddenly, and she felt it was not good, and then the next moment, the picture changed again, and the invasion of the devil came. Even though Illidan did so much, this fate has come as always.

But this time, Archimonde and Kil'jaeden are facing a completely united elven empire. Azshara and her kingdom are all concentrated together. Standing in front of them is Yili. Dan... Illidan, who has been recognized by the Star Soul, Illidan with amber eyes, Illidan, the leader of the world.

But there is a slight problem with this picture... Illidan and Azshara are a little too intimate, in fact, they are holding hands.

Seeing this, the expression of the Queen of the Deep Sea is already very wrong, her cheeks are flushed, and then her teeth turn from red to blue, especially when two lovers with amber eyes are united to guide the star soul After the power defeated the incoming demon army, the two embraced passionately and kissed deeply...

"enough!"

"boom"

Azshara, who could no longer bear this humiliation, stretched her left hand forward, and the tidal scepter surging with the power of the sea appeared in her hand. In an instant, the entire Naaru seat began to tremble, Zera It may also be very powerful, but now it is just the core of its Naaru body. It does not have much self-preservation power. Under Azshara's magical power, the picture began to be distorted, turbulent, and finally torn apart. The dark rift, then returned to the scene where the Naaru Seat was shrouded in light.

"Nonsense! Absurd! This **** fellow! Absurd! This is a humiliation to me!"

Azshara was extremely angry, and the silver hair of her human form floated outwards. Amid the extremely swelling magical riot, her body also began to change in the direction of Naga, and endless magical power roared over her. A halo visible to the naked eye formed around her body, and she looked at everyone in front of her angrily.

But this anger subsided until Dick's palm was on her shoulder... It was forcibly calmed down.

At that moment, an irresistible authority severed her from her own power, her connection with the power of the world, and made her feel that she had become a deep-sea queen who was powerful enough to set off endless waves, and became a handless chicken. Powerful ordinary girl.

"Well... this is just the fate it says, and it didn't happen, did it?"

Dick’s voice came from behind her. At this time, the paladin got his wish and saw Azshara irritated. He was no longer prepared to believe in destiny with this too much, and even used coercive means to "return destiny." "The mother of the holy light is no longer imaginary.

He crossed Azshara and looked at Velen with a gloomy face. Obviously, the old prophet was angry because the queen interrupted the prophecy, but Dick stood in front of Azshara, and then asked him in a deep voice.

"Velen, my fellow traveler, with your 25 thousand years of accumulated wisdom, do you really believe that a mere "chosen person" can change the world and end the Burning Legion? Have you seen how many of them? Powerful...Do you really think that is a problem that can be solved by one person?"

Velen's expression changed slowly, and after a few minutes, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"But that is a prophecy after all... from the Mother of Light, it is said that she has no better understanding of fate..."

"Enough! Velen!"

Dick's voice rose sharply several times, "You are also a prophet, and you can also spy on fate, but can you guarantee that the future you see is correct every time?"

"The bronze dragon king Nozdormu, who controls all time domains, has admitted that the fate of this world has long been included in a kind of precious "chaos". We may be destroyed or survive, but it depends on ourselves. Not some fate!"

Dick looked at the prophet whose face changed drastically,

"My existence proves this! There is no one who is chosen by nature, son of light and darkness, you have to understand, Velen, you have to understand, we have to rely on ourselves! Not succumbing to fate!"

Velen wanted to say something, but Dick passed him and turned his gaze to the Heart of the Holy Light. Although the prophecy was interrupted, Zera's will still remained on the crystal. Everyone knew this, Di Ke asked in a low voice,

"Zera, you have crossed tens of millions of worlds and came to Azeroth at this time. You said that you brought the fate prophecy that can save the world. Then please tell me, in your prophecy, what is the meaning of emptiness? Location? Son of Light and Darkness, after Illidan, the chosen man, led us to defeat the Legion, how should we deal with the void?"

Zela was silent, a long silence, after a while, it uttered again,

"Sargeras and the Burning Legion are the most urgent. It is a long sword that hangs above the realms, destroying you and me, or destroying everything."

Dick snorted noncommittal, then turned his gaze to the Prophet again.

"Velen... you have personally experienced the power of the void minions, you know what those things represent... this universe has never been just us and the Burning Legion, third parties have always existed, but in this prophecy, I can't see any trace of the third party...so, would you still believe it?"

The old prophet took a deep breath. The rapidly turning rosary in his hand represented his rapidly changing emotions. At this moment, in Dick’s spiritual world, the will from Ulduar was roaring, and Mimiron was sharp. The sound reverberated in Dick’s ears,

"Report! World infiltration detected! Coordinated Sea of ​​Mist, Azuremyst Isle! Infiltration is about to be completed! The target is locked! Are you attacking?"

Dick’s gaze became interesting at this moment, and he reached out to Velen.

"My friend, if there is no answer, just put it aside and go with me to meet one of your "old people"."

"Ok?"

Old Velen frowned.

"I don't remember, in this world, I have any deceased."

"No, no, no"

Dick shook his finger, "Not here, outside of the world, in the star field, by the way, Mr. Marard will also go with him."

Immediately afterwards, the world manager issued an order in his mind,

"Command! The Second Fleet attack! Keep the infiltrators out of the star field. I don't allow any **** guys to step into this world, even one step!"