Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 174 12. War mediator [45100]

The Union forward base survived the moment before it was breached.

Looking at the undead receding like the tide, General Danas, who was already exhausted, sat down on the ground, and his eyes were full of doubts while he was panting violently.

Obviously we only need to persist a little longer, and we will be completely overwhelmed. These undead...they, are they teasing us?

The war-tested general was puzzled by this question, but this did not prevent him from taking all the time to rest. The priest and the remaining paladins were anxiously looking for and healing the wounded. After a while, the tired-looking archmage Kade quickly walked over to General Danas, and there was an undisguised joy on his face.

Turalyon sent back a message. With the help of Alleria, he has arrived at the city called Shattrath. According to him, there is a divine being willing to help us.

it?

Danas' eyes widened: What do you mean? Is that existence a beast? Or some kind of monster we haven't seen before?

Well

Khadgar recalled the communication just now, he said with some uncertainty:

It is a magical creature called Naaru, which is said to be a great existence composed of pure holy light... In the classics of Dalaran and Karazhan, there is no description of this creature, but it is certain Yes, Azeroth definitely doesn't have such a thing.

While speaking, the archmage raised his head, looked at the undead who had retreated to the edge of the battlefield, and said softly:

Maybe, the retreat of these undead is because the Naaru named Adal helped.

The two commanders who advanced to the base didn't know that the aloof and beautiful ranger commander Alleria had saved their lives again invisibly. In fact, if Luminas knew, Alleria was already in 2 If she had gone to Talador a few days ago and set up camp there, she would not have stopped attacking at all.

But by accident, the coalition expeditionary force that suffered heavy losses finally survived again, and this accident also indirectly contributed to the start of another incident.

Time went back to 2 hours ago, when Turalyon, under the escort of the rangers, had just arrived at Shattrath City in Talador.

Although he was one of the first five knights of the Silver Hand, Turalyon was still a kind priest in essence. He abided by the precepts of the Church of the Holy Light, lived a life like an ascetic, and enjoyed it.

His sincerity to faith is also well known in the entire knight order. His friends Uther and Fording admired Turalyon's sincerity. After a surprise attack, the paladin would occasionally experience convulsions and convulsions.

In fact, even Turalyon and the other party, Mathias Shaw, didn't know how they survived, but apart from the occasional headache and body cramps, he didn't feel much Something is wrong.

From this point of view, Tula's perseverance and the favor of the Holy Light are equally astonishing. He can still fight on horseback like ordinary paladins, and even join the Sons of Lothar to expedition to another world.

Because of this characteristic, when Turalyon stepped into the outer ruins of Shattrath City, he immediately felt the holy light entrenched in the center of the city.

So pure, so bright.

The paladin looked at the empty sky in front of him, and muttered to himself, Sure enough, my premonition is correct. Here, here will become the new holy place of the Holy Light faith!

No, it's already a holy place!

After speaking, he walked forward quickly and stepped into the ruins in front of him. The rangers in charge of protecting Turalyon looked at the sky suspiciously. They saw nothing but the dim sun.

And when Turalyon led the rangers through the outer ruins destroyed by the war, and when they really entered the city, the rangers were stunned by the scenery in front of them. The ruins were like a complete city, with activities everywhere. life.

There are draenei they have never seen, some they have seen, rude and savage orcs, some hiding in tents, looking at the broken ones around in fear, and some tall, soft-faced cannibals Demons, and fallen arakkoa calling to flocks of birds, or whispering in corners.

This place is like a life exhibition in the world of Draenor. Exiles from various races can be found here, and there are even some plant-like life forms, those guys with flowers or a big mushroom on their heads.

General, something is wrong with this city.

Seeing the two ogres pass by them, the red-skinned ogre turned his head and showed a friendly smile to the elf ranger, and this terrifying smile made the ranger Kathel Bright Wing immediately clenched With the bow and arrow in his hand, he whispered to Turalyon beside him:

People here, some... a little too peaceful, this is not right! The outside world has been taken over by the undead, and they can still maintain this kind of calm here... General, we should leave here immediately!

No, Castle, it's not like that.

Although he felt the call of the Holy Light more and more clearly, Turalyon still did not lose his mind. He was also observing the city vigilantly, but the Paladin General expressed his opposition to Kassel's hostility.

It's not like that, look! There, look, there are priests who also use the Holy Light!

Following Turalyon's fingers, the elf ranger saw a Draenei woman wearing a white robe and carrying a staff, carrying a basket of fruit and distributing food to the surrounding children. There was a familiar golden light on the tip of the staff behind Lenny's woman, which was a warm and symbolic power of light.

Turalyon stretched out his hand, and a ball of holy light was beating in his palm. The vibration of this power immediately attracted the attention of the draenei. She raised her head, looked around, and found Turalyon and those who were in the crowd. Ranger, she didn't come over, but smiled at them kindly, and continued to do her own thing.

There is an organization that maintains the operation of this city, Kassel, the tranquility of the city is not just the effect of the Holy Light.

Turalyon said seriously to the ranger captain:

I know that the elves are extremely vigilant about the belief in the Holy Light. I will not interfere with your freedom of belief, but I hope you will not look at the Holy Light with malice. No matter what, it belongs to light and justice. strength.

Facing Turalyon's persuasion, Kassel kept a straight face. He was unwilling to discuss the belief in the Holy Light with Turalyon here, but the facts proved what Turalyon said, the tranquility of this ruined city was not caused by The result of brainwashing by the Holy Light.

So he could only respond dryly:

Well, I agree with you, General, but I reserve my opinion that we should not stay here too long.

Of course, my friend.

Turalyon nodded: Our comrades-in-arms are being threatened by the undead. I am here to ask for help. My actions will not be interfered by beliefs. Trust me!

After speaking, Turalyon strode towards the center of the city, and Kassel and the rangers followed closely behind him.

When the paladins were approaching the only hall in the city that was still intact from the previous war, the group was stopped by a few tall draenei wearing armor. Behind Kassel's pointed ears, the draenei showed a trace of undisguised disgust and hostility on his face.

If it wasn't for Turalyon who was a user of the power of the Holy Light like them, these draenei would probably drive Kassel and his party out of the city.

It seems they don't welcome us, General.

Facing the threat of the Draenei, Kassel clenched the hilt of his sword without fear, and whispered to Turalyon:

We may need a translator.

Turalyon, who tried to communicate with sign language, also suffered a failure. His face was a little depressed. He could feel that since he entered Draenor, the power that summoned him was behind this wall, but now it was captured by these people. It was blocked, and the advance base was in danger, and even the great knight with a good temper became a little anxious for a while.

He winked at Kassel, took a step back, and seemed to give up, which made the draenei heave a sigh of relief, but the next moment, Turalyon pulled out the shield behind him abruptly, throwing the draenei in front of him After hitting the ground, Kathel and the rangers also drew their weapons, cut down the draenei in front of them, surrounded Turalyon and rushed into the hall behind them.

Of course, in order to prevent further trouble, they used the back of the knife.

A group of people rushed into the hall, and the draenei guards chased after them. Turalyon and the rangers raised their heads and saw the scene that shocked them the most in the first half of their lives.

It was a mysterious creature suspended in mid-air.

It does not have a body in the traditional sense, but is composed of mysterious geometric patterns exuding holy light, and those runes are the runes of the holy light magic passed down from ancient times by the Holy Light Church of Azeroth, almost The granddaddy of Azeroth's paladin powers, these runes are now only part of the holy creature before us.

The light-emitting pattern rotates slowly around the main torso, and every time a scale is turned, there is a pleasant sound coming into the surrounding space. Between the scattered sound, light feathers grow horizontally, like a most perfect song chant as well.

And the closer you get to it, the more you can feel the physical touch of the holy light, which makes people want to put down their weapons and seek the tranquility of the soul under this gentle guidance.

This mysterious creature is almost like the physical embodiment of the Holy Light.

Back off!

An ethereal voice rang out in everyone's ears, and those aggressive draenei seemed to have been turned off. They stood where they were, gave these intruders a vicious look, and then left respectfully. Hall, leaving Turalyon and his party in this quiet hall.

People from other lands... and the trampler of life have the same breath...

Turalyon's throat moved, and he was about to say something, but was interrupted by a voice, which was gentle, but there was a trace of scrutiny in it:

I can't fully trust you yet...but I already know what you're asking for. My companions and I protect this city and its innocent people. We cannot intervene in this war. It will only lead to more Big war.

This obvious chewing disappointed Turalyon, but the next moment, the voice sounded again:

But I feel your holy light, which is with the source of all naaru, so I can't just sit by and watch the paladins fall... I am willing to be a mediator in the war between you and the life trampler, I will Be a bridge for your communication, but the outcome of this war...will be decided by both of you.

The twists and turns of the story made everyone in the group smile. Only Kassel Mingyi frowned. He looked at the holy and mysterious Naru in front of him, and asked in a low voice:

Dear Mr. Naru, may I ask, who is the life trampler you are talking about?

Oh... that is the person who suddenly appeared in this dying world more than a year ago. He wielded the power of death and formed the most powerful force in this world. He has conquered Hellfire Peninsula and Shadowmoon Valley , built a large cemetery to desecrate the dead in Talador, and he was conquering the arakkoa of the peaks of Arak with a brutal war. He cruelly drove a small number of orcs to Frostfire Ridge, a place of misery, and exiled them.

He is a cruel leader, a dark walker...but he is from the same world as you, and his name is...Tyrion Dawnblade.

The name immediately silenced everyone.

The worst premonition came true.

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At this time, Tyrion, who was far away in the peak forest of Alanka, captured the ruins of Tongtian Peak. Tens of thousands of high-ranking arakkoa died under the sharp sword of the death knight. , And on the way, Tyrion got two messages almost at the same time.

The first is from Luminas.

Tyrion, bad news...Aurelia is also in the Alliance Expeditionary Force!

Before Tyrion could react, the second news came one after another.

It was a voice that went straight into the death knight's heart, which made him feel an instinctive disgust.

Traveller of life, I am Adal, the asylum of Shattrath City. I have accepted the request from your compatriots. I will serve as the mediator of your war. If you have time, you might as well come to Shattrath. City, listen to what your compatriots have to say...I guarantee that there will be no traps for you in Shattrath City!

Snapped

The rein in Tyrion's hand was cut off abruptly, he narrowed his eyes, and after a while, he gave a new order in the spiritual link.

Saurfang rushed to the Spiers of Arak as quickly as possible, took over my command, and continued to wipe out the last remnants of the arakkoa who resisted!

Luminas, Serente, go to Shattrath City and join me. The war on Hellfire Peninsula is still in a state of truce!

The death knight turned around, looked at Yrel behind him, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes, and then said softly:

This time, you come with me too!

At the same time, in the forest on the edge of Talador, Alleria Windrunner also received a communication from Shattrath City.

Yes, we have found him...Tyrion, he will be in Shattrath soon.