Azeroth Trail of Light

While Krokuun was retreating, Dick stood on the ground in the ruins of Mac'Aree.

He sat on the top of the earth that had been eroded by the wind of the void, sitting cross-legged, with his eyes closed, as if he was closing his eyes and resting, waiting for the hardest battle to come.

The shining flame and silver light Tisharacher was placed flat on his legs, and the Shield of Aggramar, which had regained its brilliant appearance, was placed next to him, his fingers tapped on the hilt and blade of the sword. His will quickly spread across the earth of the broken planet, as well as the sky, and the sea of ​​poisonous fog that no one wants to approach.

With a move of his mind, in the depths of the sea of ​​poisonous fog covered by the dark green poisonous gas, in the Dead Sea where no life exists, a large vortex is rapidly taking shape, and then as Dick continues to pay attention, the vortex is getting more and more It was huge, and eventually drove a tumbling storm across the sea of ​​poisonous fog.

It was as if some kind of wild ancient beast would jump out of the whirlpool, but after Dick looked away, the whirlpool quickly subsided, as if it had never appeared before.

His attention was again on Antorus, who was already empty, and the Flame Mountain. With a light wave of his will, the mountain shook silently, and soon, in the already dilapidated Anto Above the blue wasteland, a terrible earthquake appeared, and the panicked demons rushed out of the hiding place, but were swallowed in the cracks that appeared in the shaking earth more and more fiercely.

His attention flew to the sky again, leaving behind a dilapidated earth. When his will traveled across the sky, the light curtain of the eternal night was opened, and the scorching light from the stars shined on this broken planet for the first time. Among them, it was scorching hot, and those hiding demons even screamed when they came into contact with this incomparable scorching light.

But Dick's will was bathed in the sunlight, but he felt an unspeakable comfort, warm, like the sunbathing he had enjoyed on the beach of Theramore.

Theramore... I don't know if I can go back there again.

I don't know if someone will be sad because of his choice, maybe there is.

Thinking of Jaina and Liadrin who were crying, Dick's mouth filled with a smile, Sylvanas who accompanied Alleria in Quel'Thalas, and...Kaliya.

The images of the women in these lives appeared in his heart one by one, and then disappeared quickly, making his heartstrings tremble again and again, like a round of waves on the quiet sea, caused by the breeze.

And everything he has experienced, Quel'Thalas, Northern Frontier, Silithus, Blackrock Mountain, Northrend, Draenor, Xiakan, and the last Argus.

This is a resplendent life trajectory, a legendary trajectory, the trajectory of the holy light, the trajectory of justice and order, and he finally became the kind of person he once wanted to be.

Become a hero, become a protector, become a savior, become a conqueror.

What ideals are not yet completed?

The Paladin kept digging into the deepest part of his memory, trying to find the helpless Dick's original fantasy lying in the silver pine forest waiting to die, but that distant thing almost seemed to be a matter of two worlds, his Memories have become blurred, connecting the various experiences brought by another world.

When he browsed through those experiences, he even seemed to be watching another bizarre story. The years in Azeroth have completely changed him. He has adapted to this world, but he has nothing to do with the other world before. Too many feelings.

It was like another life that had nothing to do with him, the life of a stranger.

But that is him! That's true!

It is like a life that has been forcibly divided. The first half is pale, fantasy, cowardly, lonely, and humble, while the second half is brilliant, glorious, supreme, great, and full of fulfillment.

Why did he enter this world? Why did he achieve him now?

It seems that there is no need to answer this question, but he will thank Norgannon for giving him this memory and this life.

He finally had a kind of enlightenment: it was not the world that made him, but his own experience that made the name Dick, it was not that he became steadfast, brave and fearless and great wherever he crossed. The world opened its heart, and the world accepted him.

When he truly forgets his previous identity, thinks about problems as a person from Azeroth, considers the future of this world, and connects his own destiny with the destiny of this world, he really set foot on it. The road to greatness.

Rather than treating the world as one's own plaything, take this journey as a stage to show oneself wantonly, and enter the destiny of this world as a real participant rather than a bystander, and finally bit by bit. Change it instead of breaking it completely in the middle soberly and brutally.

Yes...this is Dick's light trail.

The trajectory from a mortal to the king of the world.

He never owed the world too much, and the world owed him too much, but it didn't matter.

Dick finally gave up this thinking. He looked up at the black crevice that had torn the entire sky and the earth. Black lightning and storms gathered in it. With Dick’s gaze, he could even see it. The scenery of another star field.

It was the same as Argus, shining with a cold and silent light, are there thousands of stars shining there too?

Is there a story as exciting as Azeroth?

Dick took a deep breath. He felt endless courage rolling and surging in his heart. At this moment when facing the most powerful Dark King in the universe, he strangely discovered that there was not a trace in his heart. After letting go of all his worries and treating this battle as a curtain call, all the fears and horrors disappeared in his bright heart.

The experience from the past has tempered him like steel, surpassing steel. When facing a battle, he will no longer be afraid or stop. He will only rush up for the first time and fight him to death.

A civilization that has just begun to have a splendid destiny is behind him. In this destiny, he has never left him with a choice. He has always been like this, there is no way to go back, and he has never chosen to give up.

After getting used to being indomitable, it is difficult to silence himself. He can follow the migrating army to leave Argus and leave a dilapidated battlefield to Sargeras, but he is unwilling to do that.

"Come on, let me see if you are so scary in the legend, let me see if you can defeat me..."

The hymn rang around Dick, even if he didn't use the slightest amount of power.

The holy flame descended from the sky, even if he didn't spread any holy energy.

The bright halo and silver halo spread out behind him, completely waving with Dick’s will. He feels that his state is better than ever. After gaining control of this world from Argus, this world His suffering was pressing on his shoulders, it was painful, but Dick couldn't move his face anymore.

He distributes his will in every corner of this world, he has already settled his attention, and the moment Sargeras passes through the portal, he will give him a real "surprise."

"Ilidan, how long will it take?"

Dick asked in the spiritual link, the voice of the King of Outland soon came, "At most 30 minutes! The starship is full, do you really want to keep the Iron Legion here? That's really elite combat power, that's too It's wasted! We can leave some Eredar demons, I don't think they are of much use."

"no no!"

"Ilidan, they are the hope for the future. The Iron Legion is just a consumable for the war. They will not complain about being killed in such an ultimate duel... Go ahead and take in as many future viable forces as possible. , You are the future!"

Dick closed the communication and continued to close his eyes and rest his mind. The sharp aura whirled around him, like a storm of sharp blades, getting sharper and sharper. In the end, the invisible and quality aura even formed a blade-like existence. , Tore and cut the unsightly mountains and earth around him that were corroded by the wind of the void.

Like a sharp sword rising into the sky, Dick is the sharpest blade.

"The Duke of Theramore is full!"

"The Sword of Wrynn is full!"

"The Blackwater Blade is full!"

"..."

The entire 60 starships were almost fully loaded, and the Argus refugees gathered on the land of Krokuen were filled. The once noisy camp was only left with those steel soldiers who were still holding the last line. Before everyone fled, when the world was collapsing, they still didn't fall.

Their indifferent faces did not even show a trace of expression. At the moment when the starship slowly lifted into the sky, the commander of the Iron Legion standing on the ground, huge structural creatures, and loyal servants of Dick, Jian Xi and Taixi watched. The starship that was about to leave this world had no fear or hatred in their eyes. They just looked at the golden fortress rushing into the sky with hopeful eyes.

Velen, Illidan, Uther, and other generals and captains all stood in their respective positions, looking at the legion that would remain in their memory forever.

"We are cowards... we have abandoned our battlefield."

The captain of the "Silver Dawn" starship, Dalyan, the great warrior who hadn't seen him for a long time, looked at the ground further and further away, his eyes were full of tears of shame.

"This will be the darkest day of my life. I will never forget how we rushed away from this battlefield that should be full of honor. We should stay and fight with him and fight with these warriors against the impossible. Conquered opponents, but we escaped."

"In this era, there is no one braver than them..."

Dalyan raised his left hand, placed his fist on his chest through the porthole, and said his final farewell to the steel-like warriors. Behind him, all the commanders and soldiers of the Silver Dawn, they were silent like It is a lifeless pillar.

Their will and the will of the Iron Legion staying below merged together, and in the light of the scorching dawn of Argus that Dick tore apart, they gathered into a more advanced and tenacious existence. This is a civilization. The spine, the pillar that supports them to go farther, to the peak.

That is the flower of the future that must be watered by the blood of heroes.

Who would reject such a great death?

Who would resist such a glorious sacrifice?

nobody...

"All starships are ready!"

Turalyon sounded in the communication channel with a trace of unforgettable grief, "The door of the keystone is open! Prepare to withstand the impact of space!"

"3"

"2"

"1"

"Om"

Standing in the porthole of the Storm Fortress, Illidan looked back at the direction of the dark fissure that lay across the sky and the earth for the last time. The dark green keystone in his hand floated quickly in the air, under the command of Illidan's strong will. A dark green vortex appeared in the starry sky, and then rapidly expanded, until the last touch of energy was squeezed out, the area of ​​the starry sky gate was far less than one-third of the previous time.

The King of Outland gritted his teeth and aggravated the will, so the next moment.

"Crack"

A crack appeared on the dark-green keystone, making everyone frightened. The starry sky gate in front of them expanded again, but it was not enough. The King of Outland let out a painful grunt, and the crack on the keystone shattered again. Even small fragments fell, but Illidan did not stop.

He saw the sacrifice that Dick made. Compared to such a great choice, what was the only keystone?

"Open it to me!"

"boom"

A black crack appeared on the keystone again, but it did not break in the end, and the starry sky door in front of him was finally opened to the extent that all starships could pass through at once.

"Teleport! Start!"

Turalyon's voice fell, and one star after another lit up in the void, like bright stars in the sky.

The Protoss Argus held the World Scepter in her hand and put her small face on the porthole of the Storm Fortress. Her eyes could see the figure with her back facing them and sitting at the highest point of the ruins of Makere. She worked hard. Waved at him.

"Dick, you must come back!"

The Paladin didn't look back, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I will..."