Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1319 69. The most important thing before the decisive battle is of course dividing the spoils! - Asking for monthly ticket【33】

The landing of the Exodar spacecraft made many orcs feel shocked and panicked.

They thought the draenei were driving a spaceship to attack them. After all, as former perpetrators, they always worried about the draenei coming back for revenge.

But now is obviously not the time to settle the general ledger.

The powerful enemies faced by both sides united them. Although it was only temporary, peace did come when the war was about to begin.

The draenei did not disembark, not because they were arrogant, but because of practical necessity.

Ner'zhul and other leaders of the "Draenor Anti-Magic Alliance" entered the Exodar spacecraft under the escort of the defense officers, but they did not gather in the lobby, but went directly to the energy room of the spacecraft.

As mentioned before, these gem spaceships are black technology from the Naaru. They are not driven by ordinary energy. When the spacecraft is moving, a Naaru is needed to act as a "temporary engine."

These pure holy light creatures are true energy aggregates. Their special form allows them to easily charge a spacecraft to fly.

But only for frigates like the Exodar.

An "Ark"-class spaceship like Storm Fortress requires at least six naaru to be responsible for the engine when flying at full speed, and two naaru to guide the paths of the stars. This is almost all the naaru that coexist with the draenei. The number of Lu is gone.

This is also one of the reasons why the Draenei could only passively stay in the world of Draenor after their important spaceship Guinidal crashed in the Nagrand Grassland.

The few naaru they had left were no longer enough to get their fleet back under sail.

"Hmm, is it actually Mr. Adal who takes action personally?"

When he walked into the energy room dotted with gems, Blake whistled and exclaimed. The golden Naaru hovering above the spacecraft engine in front of him was no bigger than the "Mother of Holy Light" Ze who he had seen once. Pull smaller.

This means that the powerful Naaru in front of him is probably one of the ancestor Naaru who was born in the initial period of the Great Order of Light and Darkness among the Stars.

"Hello, Blake Shaw, I've heard your story from various sources and it's an honor to meet you."

Facing Blake's exclamation, the golden naruadal hovering above the engine rotated its body like a jigsaw puzzle in a friendly manner, expressing goodwill to the pirate in the voice of a gentle middle-aged man.

Compared with Zella's "baby voice", it is true that this kind of calm voice can make people feel more at ease.

This looks like a "serious Naru".

"The Council of Bishops explained the importance of this operation to Lord A'dal, so Lord A'dal left Shattrath City and came to Shadowmoon Valley."

Ms. Nelly, the hunting archbishop who led the way, explained to everyone in a low voice:

"Lord Adal believes that the war in Shadowmoon Valley will directly determine the fate of the world of Draenor. He believes that the Draenei must not miss this battle. The fate of the Draenei has been deeply bound to this world. Together.

Demons are hunting us, and we are part of the tragedy of this world. We owe Draenor so much. "

"Tsk, tsk, you Draenei are really good at reflection."

The pirate spoke in a long voice.

This sentence made Archbishop Nelli very dissatisfied. She snorted, wagging her little tail and continued to lead the way. Soon, everyone came to the front of the strange and unknown engine of the spacecraft.

"Hey, a weird forge?"

Red, the fat chief in the crowd, said something in surprise. In front of them, there was a strange forge in operation that was obviously temporarily placed here.

It is powered by energy. There is no flame burning, but the temperature is scorching. There is also an iron felt placed in front of the furnace.

This strange thing made others confused, but Black turned around and looked at each other with Kael'thas. The two nodded slightly, walked out of the crowd and stood in front of the furnace, and said to the others:

“Everyone, today you are going to reveal to you a secret project that Prince Kael’thas, Prince Kael’thas, and Lord Prophet Velen have been secretly advancing.

It will be the last blessing from this world that we can get before starting the final battle in Draenor, and it will also be the best weapon that the warriors who embark on the battlefield can get. "

Blake said something mysteriously.

He stretched out his hand, and Prince Kael'thas also raised the fingers of his left hand at this time, exposing the world ring that had been hidden by magic to everyone.

The moment the disguised magic was removed, the astonishing power from the arcane surged with heavy power and pressed on everyone, and the knowledgeable spellcasters all exclaimed.

The stupid soldiers were still confused.

They just thought the ring on the finger of this hemp elf was pretty.

"The All-Seeing Neesamus, the power from the heart of the world of Draenor, is the manifestation of the rules of this world in the material world. The arcane power it blooms can even rival our Sunwell.

It is the ‘mobile holy place’ that all spellcasters long for. "

Prince Kael'thas stroked his ring in an emotional tone and introduced to everyone in front of him:

"It represents the wisdom of Draenor! It is the most powerful treasure that can be born in a world. There are five such rings in total. Thanks to the guidance given by Lord Black with the power of the prophet, we will The best explorers of Quel'dorei paid dearly with their lives until we found the knowledge that forged it.

Draenei friends have used their connections to prepare materials for forging rings. We must forge the remaining four rings before the war begins, and then hand them over to the strongest warriors among us.

Such weapons will definitely make the demons frightened! "

"Yes, this is the last gift from this troubled world. We cannot let down the hope and confidence it gives us."

In a deep voice, Prophet Velen walked into the engine room holding the Staff of the Redeemer. The surrounding Draenei saluted the prophet, and behind the prophet, the indifferent General Maraad held an exquisite box. .

He walked to the forge and opened the box, which contained various valuable materials collected by the Draenei. There were four copies in total, all of which were precious materials used to forge the World Ring.

Maraad looked at Black and said:

“What about the main body of the ring?

The Quel'dorei elves tell us that only the flame gold ring forged with the mysterious power of the sun when the arakkoa empire was at its peak thousands of years ago can withstand the blessing of the power of the world.

You promised that you will be responsible for this. "

"Blake will definitely do what Blake claims. The magical Blake will never let down his expectant friends."

The pirate laughed and snapped his fingers.

Miss Hisali Black Crow, who had followed him to the ruins of Tongtian Peak, walked out of the crowd and took out a small velvet bag from her personal pocket.

Under the gaze of everyone, she took out four golden and round rings from her pocket. These rings were engraved with the myths and legends of the Raven Empire with crazy techniques.

Make them look mysterious and expensive.

This was given to her by Blake. It was said to be a treasure that the pirate spent a day personally searching for in the ruins of Tongtian Peak.

Miss Black Crow also knew that Blake found a very strange "weapon" from the ruins of Tongtian Peak, and as if he had found a treasure, he summoned Old Garni to personally send the remains of the weapon back to Azeroth overnight.

He asked his mechanical gnome engineers to restore the ancient weapon he called "Rukhmar's Breath" in the shortest possible time.

But that thing is not the focus of today's discussion.

Miss Black Crow handed four precious flame gold rings to the commander of the defense officer. Maraad's face, always indifferent as if the whole world owed him money, finally had a smile on his face.

He took the ring and handed the materials in his hand to the draenei's best blacksmith.

Several survivors of the Relic Society were also invited to provide guidance and assistance to the Draenei craftsmen based on their experience in forging "Nisams the All-Seeing" with their own hands.

"Okay, everyone. It takes some time to forge the ring, and there is also the part of infusing the power of the world. Only after that step is completed can you get your own weapons.

But now, we have more important topics to discuss.”

Blake clapped his hands and attracted everyone's attention. He said in a serious tone:

"How should we divide these five rings? What I want to tell you is that they are the only world artifacts forged. In the past, present and future, there will only be these five rings, not one more!

And no matter how powerful a being is, a person can only wear one. "

"Quel'Thalas withdraws from the competition!"

Prince Kael'thas immediately took a step back and announced:

"We already have the All-Seeing One, and we can no longer greedily pursue more. Such holy objects can protect civilization and thrive, but taking too much will only lead to death."

This is advice and a warning.

"No matter how you slice it, the draenei must have one of them."

Wearing chain armor, crossing her arms, and wagging her cute little tail, the Delaney Royal Sister Archbishop Ms. Nellie also said:

“This is an agreement between Black and I. We provided raw materials, a forging place, and invited His Excellency Naru Adal to help with the forging process.

We deserve it!

You have no objection? "

Archbishop Nellie looked at the others, who all nodded.

There is nothing wrong with that.

"The question is which one do you want? The rules of the power of the world each have their own power. You can only choose one of the paths. This is the rule and restriction of power."

Blake shrugged and asked:

"Do you want Thorasus, the heart of rock, to represent the endless power? Or Marus, the blood-drinker who represents the supreme acumen, specially prepared for assassins and avengers? Or the Immovable One who can provide endless defense and protect all things? Sactus?

I see that you Draenei have the best priest in the stars, Lord Velen, so why not choose Yselarus, the Eternal who can heal everything.

This one is really for you guys. "

"No! We don't want that."

Maraad glanced at Prophet Velen, who nodded to him, and then the garrison commander said solemnly:

"We draenei are not warlike.

All attacks we make are to protect ourselves and our people. We are taught by the Holy Light to have a merciful heart, but we do not want another disaster to befall our innocent people.

Therefore, the Draenei chose ‘Saktus the Immovable’! We don’t want to lose anything anymore, we want to walk the path of protection! "

"Very well, you chose the most useless one."

Blake said maliciously.

But he had no intention of changing the Draenei's choice, and looked at the other people in front of him. The Kaldorei elves and humans also wanted to show some respect, but they all maintained restraint.

But our Chief Red is notoriously shameless, so he pushed away the person in front of him and shouted loudly:

"Dranor is the home of the orcs, us."

"You still have the nerve to say this is your hometown. Look what harm you have done to your hometown?"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Archbishop Nellie with a sarcastic tone. Sister Delaney said sarcastically:

"You are indeed the biological sons born in the world of Draenor, but you have smashed your own home into what it is now. You are the real traitors!

On the contrary, we Draenei, the children picked up from the world of Draenor, have been working hard to protect it.

If the world could talk, she would definitely scold you and kick you out of the house. "

This sentence choked the shameless Chief Red and he had nothing to say. What he said was the truth. What could he do?

This is not a problem that can be solved by being shameless.

This kind of scene shows the importance of the elderly.

When Red was embarrassed, Ner'zhul, who had been silent all this time, coughed. The old orc leaned on his Shadowmoon bone staff and said in a low voice:

"It is precisely because we orcs have done unforgivable wrongs to our hometown that we need to make more fearless efforts to make up for the mistakes we have made.

We will sincerely pray for forgiveness from our hometown, and become the true defenders of the world of Draenor from now on. The mistakes of the past inspire us, spur us on, and make us a better version of ourselves.

Orcs worship strength!

We who have made mistakes no longer desire revenge and killing.

So we choose ‘Thorasus, Heart of Stone’, and we will give it to our most courageous supreme warrior, so that he can represent us and the world and repel all enemies who try to destroy Draenor! "

"Great! You made the right choice."

Blake raised his eyebrows and said:

"Although Draenei friends are very reluctant, they have to admit Red's bad statement. The orcs are indeed the third civilization after the arakkoa and ogre empires that were born in the world of Draenor. With the first two civilizations destroyed, the orcs can call themselves the Children of the World.

They have the right to receive the gifts of Mother World.

The next step is to choose between the Kaldorei and humans for the power of revenge and healing. "

“We want a cure!”

After discussing with the two archmages, Grand Knight Turalyon put forward his own opinions. As a result, Blake sneered at him. The pirate sneered and pointed at his head and said:

"With me here, it's your turn to represent human civilization! You paladins and mages really don't have any self-awareness at all, go ahead.

On behalf of mankind, I choose the power of vengeance ‘Marus the Blood Drinker’. "

Black snorted, looked at Hissari Black Crow and Silent Staghelm, and announced:

"Then the last 'Eternal Iselarus' belongs to Kaldorei, do you have any objection?"

“Druidism celebrates natural healing.”

Staghelm nodded and said:

“We are very satisfied with this result, but I also know that choosing the Ring means staying in the world of Draenor for a long time and fighting for the redemption and recovery of this world, so it is not suitable for everyone.

After all we too have our world to fight for, we must"

At this point, Staghelm suddenly stopped. He frowned and looked at the smiling Black. He suddenly realized that Black's decision to leave the healing ring to the Kaldorei was not a random one.

He has his own agenda in it.

"This is far from the World Tree Nordrassil, my dear Staghelm."

Blake said softly:

"But it's quite close to the world of death."

Old Staghelm's eyes lit up, he coughed twice, turned back and whispered to Black Crow and Hamuul:

"Do you have any objection to me controlling this world ring?"

"But that means you'll have to stay in Draenor forever."

Hamuul wagged his tail and said:

"The Order probably won't agree. Your existence is too important to the Cenarion Order. Why don't we ask Sir Malfurion and the King of the Forest for instructions?"

"No need!"

Staghelm's stubborn side showed up again. He looked at the sun-fire gold ring that was being melted in the forge by Draenei craftsmen. He said in a decisive tone:

"They will understand that I choose to stay here."

"Good for everyone."