Azeroth’s Death Track

The demons who besieged the city of Shatar finally retreated, and the huge fleet that carried them to Azeroth to die has been damaged by more than half in various bad events, and the remaining half of the demon star Seeing that something was wrong, Jian turned around and fled Azeroth at the fastest speed, like a completely frightened beast.

They never want to come to this famous evil world.

It's a pity that those demons who fled Azeroth in their starships forgot to take away their compatriots who were fighting endlessly on the ground battlefield before they left, or they simply didn't think of this at all. After the fel fleet disappeared, the demons on the ground quickly entered a state of collapse.

Although they still have an advantage in number, even though Shatar's coalition forces are already exhausted, and even though the Dead Sea Fleet belonging to the undead side has long since disappeared under the icy sea, facing the embarrassment of losing backup, in Tal After Lord Gass died in battle, these leaderless demons were unwilling to show their bravery and invincibility. After tens of minutes of stalemate, the brigade of demons fled towards the mountains north of the Borean Tundra.

The coalition forces defending Sha'tar are also unable to catch up. In short, it is foreseeable that in the next few decades, these demons scattered on the continent of Northrend will definitely disturb the order of this continent. However, Northren Deben is the bitter cold place of Azeroth. Everything that happens here is not paid much attention by the civilized world, so this battle can be regarded as a great victory.

Uh, barely!

But after the fierce battle, the draenei garrison officers who were the main force guarding the city of Shatar, compared to the reinforcements of other races who were happily cleaning the battlefield, hadn't gotten any better. He breathed a sigh of relief when he received extremely bad news.

Absolute leader of the draenei, spiritual leader of the exiles, Prophet Velen, has disappeared...

The first person to get the news was the Grand Vindicator Maraad who had rushed back from the battlefield. This garrison officer rushed into the city of Shattar to rescue him before he even had time to change out of his blood-stained and battle-stained armor. In the high tower, he saw another grand garrison lady, Ms. Vihari, who was being rescued by more than a dozen priests. This garrison officer lady who is extremely brave, hates demons, and has a tragic past is outside the seat of Naaru found in a pool of blood.

It is said that she was stabbed 37 times, her whole body was covered with blood, and the torn armor was full of evil energy infection. On the battlefield beside her, there were nearly 50 demons who were hacked to death by her sharp sword. Not the Queen of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, Archmage Jaina passed by that block, I am afraid that Velhari Vindicator will die tragically on the battlefield due to excessive blood loss.

And then the human mages who rushed into the seat of Naru discovered the 24 electors of the Holy Light who followed Velhari garrison officer and Prophet Velen to rescue Naruvolos. It is a pity...these are all loyal warriors of the Holy Light In the dark hall, they seemed to have gone through the most terrifying death battle before they died. On the battlefield of the Seat of Naaru, the mages also found a powerful fel mech detonated by the holy light, and the Naaru Ruvolos' shattered Body of Light.

Finally, there's this...

Archmage Jaina was a little sad, and handed a crystal staff stained with fel energy to Grand Vindicator Maraad. This staff was dotted with several crystals filled with holy light, and a ray of ancient The red tassel pendant, every Draenei recognizes this staff, it is called the Redeemer... It is the treasured item of the prophet Velen, and it is also a weapon that the prophet never leaves his hand.

This...how is this possible!

Maraad took the staff, and he saw the shocking spots of blood stained on the staff, which seemed to represent the tragic fate of the staff's holder.

The chief garrison officer was a little agitated. He looked at the archmage in front of him and asked:

Where's the Prophet? You didn't...didn't find him, or his...

Unfortunately, Mr. Maraad.

King Arthas, who was standing behind Jaina, took a step forward, and said to the grand garrison with a sad face:

I went to confirm that in the hall of Naru Seat, there are traces left by the bombardment of an extremely large holy light spell, as well as the residual breath of fierce battles. One of them should be a powerful demon, Naruvo Ross should have been destroyed by that demon too, as for the Prophet... he was very likely, very likely to have died with that demon lord in order to protect the city.

no no!

Maraad staggered and took a step back. This tough warrior of the Holy Light seemed unwilling to believe this result. He shook his head and shouted stubbornly:

Prophet Velen will not just die... He was such a strong man, such a tough leader, he led us to fight among the stars for 25,000 years! He never gave up, he won't... .He's not going to die just like that! I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I'm going to see...I'm going to see it with my own eyes!

As he spoke, the Grand Vindicator pushed away the paladins who were guarding him, and he rushed towards the seat of the Naaru. Alsace wanted to stop the unstable Vindicator, but his wife stopped him.

Jaina looked at the back of Maraad leaving, she looked back at Velhari who was being rescued by the priests, and she sighed:

Let him go, Arthas, Lord Velen's position in the hearts of the Draenei... Alas, this bad news is likely to cause a storm, but speaking of it, perhaps we should pay more attention to it , is another person.

Jaina looked at her husband, she said seriously:

The last Turayan general who returned at a critical moment was proved to be a fake. That fraud left a terrible disaster for the human empire. This time, another Turayan general returned to Azeroth. Can you Are you sure, his authenticity?

Facing his wife's questioning, the paladin king nodded:

There shouldn't be any problems this time. The existence of the Legion of Holy Light has been proven a long time ago, not to mention the return of the Archbishop of Chaldea this time. This...is really a surprise. , after experiencing so many disasters, the Holy Light...the Holy Light has finally begun to protect us believers again.

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In the portal hall of Shatar City, accompanied by the constant buzzing of magic fluctuations, soldiers and supporters from various civilizations kept going back and forth in the hall. Although the battle to defend Shatar City was over, The troubles following a war have only just begun.

Those wounded soldiers need to be sent back to their respective countries, the remains of those who died in battle must be collected, and some important spoils collected on the battlefield, especially in this battle, several demon starships were shot down , This is a weapon that makes every force greedy. Regarding the subsequent distribution of these things, the forces that are united because of the demon invasion will not have any results without a few months of wrangling.

In this busy hall, the priest of Chaldea, wearing a white robe and looking tired, stood there nervously. It stands to reason that he has experienced such strong winds and waves. A guy who has traveled in outer space shouldn't show such an expression of worrying about gains and losses, but after he has truly gained spiritual freedom, the urgent desire in his heart still makes him a little restless.

He's waiting... for the most important person in his life.

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There was another slight wave of magic power, and in the portal in front of Priest Chaldea, several figures slowly emerged in the light blue light. The first one to appear in Chaldea's eyes was wearing a light armor, His Majesty Varian Wrynn, the King of the Stormwind Kingdom, who has not seen him for several months, is carrying a strange-shaped long sword on his back.

The so-called Gladiator king seemed to be in a good mood. Although some white spots had appeared in his black hair due to complicated domestic affairs, he was very energetic. The domestic reform situation Things are going well, especially after the Stormwind Kingdom's Shimmering Plains seaport successfully squeezed into the big trade zone of the South China Sea route, the form of reform can be called a rapid progress.

When he saw Chaldea, His Majesty Varian, who walked out of the portal, strode forward and gave his archbishop a warm hug. Varian slapped Chaldea on the back hard:

Welcome back! Bishop of Chaldea...Welcome back! My brother.

The news of your death in Ulduar made the whole country very sad, but I believe that a guy like you will not die so easily.

Varian laughed and patted Chaldea on the shoulder, and he said loudly:

I don't even allow them to hold a funeral for you, because I believe that you will come back! You old dog who always performs miracles! You have not let me down again!

Yes, yes, I am back, my lord!

His Majesty Varian's undisguised joy and enthusiasm moved Chaldea, although at the earliest time, he chose to support all Varian's reforms in order to satisfy the ancient god Xal'atath's desire for chaos. Chaldea and Varian have indeed become friends after several years of cooperation, and now, after the freedom of mind, this friendship is even more precious.

Oh, don't say anything superfluous! My brother.

Varian winked at Chaldea:

I'm going to see the battlefield first. I heard that the real Turalyon is back. In addition, take a good rest for a few days, spend time with your family, and then go back to work in New Stormwind City! You have been absent for too long, archbishop, and now the national faith The floor is almost in chaos, I need someone as capable as you! Well, I won't disturb your reunion with your little lover...

When the king said this, he suddenly approached Chaldea, and then lowered his voice:

She is a really good woman. When the news of your death came, she almost ended her own life, and stubbornly went to another world to accompany you...don't let her down.

After finishing speaking, the enlightened and hearty king strode away from the teleportation hall under the guard of the guards, and then appeared in front of Chaldea, who was supported by several old nuns, and walked because of his big belly. Difficult mother-to-be, Miss Millie.

Chaldea looked at the little woman in front of her who was holding her belly and moving forward. Miss Millie was not the kind of beautiful beauty, her height was also a bit cruel, and the pregnant lady also had a sloppy feeling. She He didn't tidy up his hair and let the long hair hang loose behind him, but it didn't matter.

In the eyes of the archbishop, this silly woman who rescued him from the dark hell seemed to be filled with a kind of warmth all over her body, which was a warmer and softer halo than the holy light of his belief.

The archbishop recalled the story of the two stumbling in the past. In those dark years, the existence of Miss Millie was almost the only flash of warmth in Chaldea's cold memory. In every dark age, there is such a slight Confused and cowardly creatures, in the darkest moment, they are unwilling to give up all hope, and try to save everything in their clumsy way, and their persistence and hard work will always create real miracles.

Miss Millie rescued her husband... let Chaldea escape from the abyss that was more terrifying than death, she did something that many strong men could not do, she defeated death...or Said she touched death.

They say you're dead...

Holding her belly, Miss Millie still had tears on her face, but in this crowded place, she didn't want to embarrass her husband, so she pretended to be strong, raised her head, and looked at the Her lost and recovered husband, she tried to smile and said:

But I don't believe it, I've never believed that my husband is just...uh

Before the clumsy Miss Millie could finish her sentence, she was hugged tightly by Chaldea. This was almost the first time that Chaldea released her feelings so calmly in public. , and Miss Millie could also feel that her husband's eyes, buried on her shoulders, leaked tears... It was the first time he shed tears so wantonly.

Okay, it's all over, dear.

Miss Millie's expression became very gentle at this moment, like a mother comforting a child, she gently stroked Chaldea's back, and she said softly:

It's going to be all right...you are welcome back, father of my boy.

I will never leave you again.

Chaldea said to his little foolish wife:

Never again, nothing can separate us... neither death, nor the light, nothing can stop us... In a few days, we will be married... let those commandments To hell with it!

You are my most important belief...

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We can't go back.

In the ward of the treatment hall in Shatar City, Turalyon was lying on the hospital bed with dull eyes. Beside him, Old Fording, one of the five great knights of the original Silver Hand, was standing there, worried. Looking at his old brother, not far away, the leader of the Order who came quietly after hearing the news, was also one of the five great knights, but now Saidan Dathrohan, who had become a death knight Leaning against the wall like a sculpture.

The Holy Light is dead... right before our eyes.

No hope...all hope, gone...

Hearing Turalyon's chaotic words, Old Fording frowned. Looking at Dathrohan behind him, he asked in a low voice:

What's wrong with Turalyon? He's still alive, healthy, and his soul is still intact, but... have you ever seen this happen?

The death knight Dathrohan shook his head. He looked at Turalyon lying on the hospital bed, raving like a madman with his cold eyes, and said in a hoarse voice:

No, I haven't seen it, but I can probably guess...

His soul was hit, and his faith was on the verge of collapse.

It's not just him, the entire Holy Light Legion's paladins seem to have this kind of situation...Probably, it probably has something to do with that Zela.