Azeroth Trail of Light

The news that Shaw heard was sent back to the "Lurker" as quickly as possible. Morxia did not dare to neglect, and almost immediately contacted Tao Shi and sent it to Dick, the Paladin by means of a spiritual link. The message was received after 2 hours.

He also didn't dare to neglect, if what Shaw heard was true, it meant that there were not one Titan Soul in Sargeras' hands, but two!

Aggramar and Iona the Creator, this is simply the worst news!

Norgannon's attempt seemed to have failed. He only rescued the soul of the Titans in the Pantheon. Now Aggramar and Iona are all Dick's troubles.

After receiving this news, the Guardian system seemed to have been struck by lightning. They returned to Azeroth from Draenor and gathered in the Hall of Stars. Odin had a gloomy face and the most bursting character Thor. Lim already shouted and rushed into Argus to save Iona.

"We must rescue the Creator before Sargeras hurts the Titan!"

Torim's arm throbbed with lightning, and shouted to the other guardians, "We have lost Aggramar, we can't lose Iona again! We can't afford this loss!"

"The problem now is that we don't even know where Iona is!"

Mimiron’s sharp voice echoed in the Star Dome Hall, “Shore just heard her cry for help, but it doesn’t mean she is in Argus! As a creator, she can interact with creatures created by her anywhere. Exchange! Maybe the creator is still in the center of the universe!"

"Then you mean we let it go?"

Thorim stared at Mimiron and asked loudly, "Are you letting our creators be in danger? You traitor!"

"I'm not a traitor! You are too reckless, Torim, hasn't the tragedy thousands of years ago made you realize that anything you find suspicious may be a trap set by your opponent!"

Mimiron retorted, "Has the tragedy of Sif made you realize this? We lost Sif last time, and I don't want to lose you again this time!"

"Don't mention my wife in front of me!"

Thorim was irritated by Mimiron's indiscretion, and he reached out and pushed against the mechanical guardian, "Don't insult Sif!"

This moment caused the atmosphere between the two guardians to stagnate. Thorim was notoriously anxious, and Mimiron was in a bad mood. Freya and Hodir came up to persuade him, but Once again involved in the quarrel, only the cat queen holding the book and the furnace master stayed aside, and did not join in.

"enough!"

"boom"

The quarrel between the guardians quickly made Odin frowned. He slapped on the armrest of the seat, and a golden thunder burst out among the people, separating the entangled guardians. The war manager stood up from his seat and said loudly,

"Look at you! Where is there a guardian like this! This is how you dealt with each other's contradictions during my absence! Barbarians are the same! What a disappointment! Stop it!"

Although Odin had conflicts with the Guardians, his reputation among the Guardians was very high. After this roar, everyone separated obediently. Odin took a deep breath and was about to say something else. The door of the dome hall opened at this moment, and Dick in armor strode into it.

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that at the same time Dick walked into the hall, a huge will came here.

Everyone leaned over to salute,

"Welcome to you, Lord Elune."

Yes, the Protoss was awakened again, but she was not angry. This time, the matter was a bit too big. It was about a sober Titan spirit. Elune could not be absent from this kind of thing. .

"Odin, it looks like you have to go to Argus with me!"

Dick’s first words surprised the guardians, because Azeroth’s preparations for war had obviously not been done to the extreme, but they did not say anything to Dick, the world manager has always been wise, he seems to have This kind of prophet-like ability, as far as he is involved, he has not made major mistakes.

Furthermore, this incident was sent through Dick's followers, and no one knew what happened better than him.

"But Mimiron said that there is no way to determine the whereabouts of Lord Iona... and Azeroth's war preparations are not perfect. According to our analysis of the Sargerite Keystone, like all the military forces we are going to send this time, The energy inside that keystone can only be opened up to two times, one attack, one retreat...and more, let the keystone collapse...we have no chance of a third attempt!"

Odin, who has always been decisive, did not immediately agree this time, but his prudence was reasonable. Dick also nodded. He sat next to Odin and turned to look at Freya.

"So, Azeroth continues to prepare for the war, let's go and buy time for them! Freya must follow along!"

"I?"

The Guardian of Life was obviously a little surprised. She pointed to herself. Her power among the Guardians was not the strongest. She was just proficient in healing spells and was not good at frontal combat. No matter how she looked at such things, she was not in her turn of.

"Yes, you must follow along!"

Dick explained, "According to the news from our infiltrators in Argus, the reason why Iona-sama’s request for help came out was because they successfully defeated a large demon camp. She said When it comes to the "Suppression Equipment", according to my judgment, this should be a facility built in the world of Argus to stabilize a particular plane. In other words, even if Lord Iona is not in Argus, she will never be far away. That world is too far away."

"Among us, Freya and Dragon King Ysera have directly accepted the power of Lord Iona. The current form of the Emerald Dream is very bad, and the Dragon King cannot leave the world, so this time, you have to go with me. ! Rely on your familiarity with Lord Iona's power to help us find a hiding place for the Titan Spirit!"

Dick’s face was solemn,

"According to the news she sent back, the demons are using some way to lure her into the darkness and madness. We don’t have much time left. Apart from the necessary Freya and Ysera, we have to form A strongest force, hey, it's a pity that Velen was seriously injured, otherwise..."

"On this point, I can use World Origin to accelerate the recovery of the Prophet... I only need to let him come to Ulduar."

Elune suddenly interrupted Dick’s words, her voice rang in the hearts of the guardians, “I still have the impression of Sister Iona, that she is a very kind elder, if possible, Dick, Odin, you must do your best to bring her back!"

"Yes!"

Dick and Odin got up at the same time, but Dick was a little worried, "With the size of the demigod of Velen, the origin of the world you need to pay is likely to be an astronomical number. Will this put pressure on you? If you save it With Iona, but lost the hope of the future of this world, this is not worth the loss!"

"No, no, it's not as serious as you think."

Elune’s voice sounded again, "The growth of the Protoss is a complicated process. It takes more than time. The more prosperous the civilization I carry, the more power I can provide to the world, thanks to your promotion of civilization. Now, I can bear this kind of pressure. If sister Iona exists in Azeroth, with her understanding of life, she can definitely bring this world to a higher level of life in a hundred years! "

"It doesn't matter whether it is for me or for the world, it is extremely beneficial, so let go and do it! Dick, Odin, and you, I am your strongest backing!"

Elune’s words undoubtedly gave all the guardians a shot in the heart, Mimiron said loudly,

"Then what way are you going to use? Algalon?"

"No! That's too slow!"

Dick took a deep breath, "Using the Sagrit keystone... we go directly to Argus, but we have to do a little disguise, but I guess this is not enough to hide from the big devil. After all, the infiltrators’ invasion is only mortal It won’t pay too much attention to it, but... a demigod, and entering 4 demigods at once will definitely attract its attention."

Dick was silent for a moment, and he looked at Mimiron.

"If the assembly plant is fully producing, how long will it take to complete the assembly of the two fleets?"

The mechanical guardian tapped twice on his arm and replied with a sharp voice.

"If it is carried out in overload mode, we can shorten the time by one third, but it will also take nearly a month! Moreover, there are weapon systems and the transformation of steel soldiers. It will take us at least 40 days to assemble the fleet. This is the fastest time to reach the strongest combat effectiveness!"

"Forty days! Too long."

Dixie let out a sigh of relief. He closed his eyes and thought for a few minutes. During these few minutes, no one disturbed him. The entire star dome hall was quiet. Everyone realized that this decision would directly affect the next war. The most ignorant people also know the terrible consequences of letting an unprepared army enter the battlefield.

They went to win, not to die!

"I...I know this is a difficult decision."

Dick spoke up. Under pressure, he even took out his pipe and let the smoke spill on this noble and great place for the first time. His voice was a little trembling, but after the first sentence was finished, It became stable.

"I have been thinking about a question, war, the war of Argus, including all the wars I have experienced before. What are we going through these wars for?"

No one answered. Everyone here knew that Dick did not need to answer either. He closed his eyes slightly and let the starlight from the star dome hall fall on his face.

"Why did the Titans set up the Guardian in the first place..."

"I was a mortal. When I was most helpless, in the dark forest, I was very eager to see a powerful person to protect and save me."

"Mortals are fragile. When they are helpless, when they lose hope, when they are lost, they also hope that someone will save them and protect them so that the last light of this world will not be extinguished. Let the fire of justice in this world endure."

"I think this is the meaning of the guardian's existence."

"We have guarded the world secretly for hundreds of thousands of years, let it develop to the present, let it grow to the present, do they still need a guardian now? I think... they still need it."

"They need us to show them a way to the future, especially at this moment when the great era opens. What is more tragic than powerless is to lose persistence in the future, even if the future is full of ups and downs."

Dick stood up. This was probably the first time he had shown his thoughts and thoughts naked in front of everyone after he became the world manager.

"The war between Azeroth and the Burning Legion is about to reach the most critical point. Whether this world exists or is destroyed will be revealed in this war, but now, we have another thing we have to do. ."

"I don't want to arbitrarily interrupt the future of this world. This world belongs to them, so I will use a guardian approach to solve this dilemma... I want to declare war on the devil!"

"In my own name, I will fight there until the arrival of the Azeroth fleet, I will shed my last drop of blood on that land, and use my existence in exchange for the world to truly face everything. Preparations, if I die there...I will accept this fate calmly."

"This will be me, Dick, as a mortal and guardian in the final battle of this world! I will give them the hope they want, I will disperse the darkness, and I will illuminate the future of this world. the way."

"Mimiron!"

Dick shouted loudly, the mechanical guardian's body trembled, and he responded loudly, "Yes!"

"Assemble the fleet at the fastest speed. I will fight for you and the world for everything you need..."

The Paladin looked at the others, and the whole star dome hall was filled with an indescribable tragic and majesty.

"So, who else is willing to go with me? Who else is willing to shed the last drop of blood for this world as a guardian? Even if no one knows this battle, no one knows everything we have done for it."

"call"

Odin stood up and put his left hand on Dick’s shoulder.

"I formed the Heroic Spirits Legion to win a ray of life for this world at the last moment in this world. It now appears that the last battle that my heroes and I are looking forward to has begun!"

"My brother, please let me join in this great war. In the name of Odin and Valarjar, I will also declare war on them for the glory of the Guardian!"

"Crack"

Thorim raised the warhammer for the first time, and the roar of the Son of Thunder resounded through the hall, "This will be the highest glory of my life, and I am willing to follow the great soul!"

"And I!"

The silent Hodir also took a step forward. The silent ancestor of the frost giant didn't like to talk much, but his will was as convincing as his strength.

"Me too! I have been beating and beating iron ingots for so many years, and I am eager to break the heads of several opponents."

"You are all gone, I don't seem to have a reason to stay here, so count me and my cat."

Dick watched as everyone in the hall raised his left hand, there was a slight wetness in the corner of his eye, and he took a deep breath.

"I am honored to be a member of this great group, let us... let the guardians of Azeroth, guard the planet for us, finally fight the battlefield!"

"bass"

The Longsword of Order was unsheathed, and Dick held it high in the air, and his voice spread throughout Ulduar at this moment.

"This will be our last battle. We will face millions and tens of millions of demons in an unfamiliar land. We will face the last fear of this world. We will face a world full of In a malicious world, we will even face the Dark Titan himself. This is the enemy and we are widowed. This is a dead end... But it is also a counterattack and an unyielding will."

"Sargeras thinks that fear can frighten everyone, and we will tell him with facts that no one is afraid of him! We are not afraid of him! He will never want to defeat an unyielding and noble soul! He will never want to defeat us. !"

"Guardian... Long live! Azeroth... Long live!"