Chinese Warriors in World of Warcraft

Chapter 822 The eternity of a person, the reincarnation of a wall (33)

The unprecedented event in Azeroth finally came at the end of May.

Humans, dwarves, high elves, night elves, gnomes, goblins, tauren, trolls...

One by one, the intelligent races on the international stage of Azeroth gathered in Silithus, just for that battle, a battle that would determine the fate of the entire world.

The Zandalari trolls arrived as promised.

Zanza the Sleepless is their leader. Thousands of elites came here with sincerity, and also brought experience and equipment to deal with the Qiraji, such as some voodoo products.

In terms of alchemy, trolls are unique, and some of the potions can be effective against Qiraji, so it goes without saying.

no doubt:

After the rise of human beings, after the various races tended to unite rather than war, the Zandalari trolls could not see the hope of the rise of the trolls for the time being, so they could only choose to integrate into the existing world stage, and strive to stand in the forest of nations and become An unshakable part.

Choose to fight against the whole world?

Sorry, the Zandalari leaders are not stupid.

Trolls have lost their former glory, and can no longer cling to the past.

They chose this opportunity to go to the world stage.

The Forsaken came too.

Naxxramas brought His Majesty Faol, Mage Merlin, and thousands of undead elites, including Orgrim Doomhammer, who ranked second among the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

Of course, Thassarian and Kortila are also indispensable.

Faol brought the Val'kyr Twins under his crown, and Merlin also brought a large number of Frost Dragons.

Naxxramas turned into the sky.

Perhaps in terms of military strength alone, no race can rival the Forsaken, neither can the night elves and humans.

All races came together, Horde and Alliance fought side by side.

There are also night elves, Forsaken, Zandalari trolls, and goblins who have not joined the Horde or Alliance.

The four great dragon legions also came.

Four different kinds of dragonmen formed the most powerful coalition army, and even the Kor'Kron elite led by King Saurfang turned pale.

In terms of personal strength alone, the orcs are not comparable to the dragonmen, and even the ogres may not be comparable.

In the sky, young dragons, young dragons or giant dragons soar.

Nearest to the wall of beetles, four dragon representatives stood side by side.

The red dragon mages Krasus, Eranikus, Kalecgos, and Anakhenos.

In such a grand event, Chromie is not qualified to be a representative, and can only stay with other dragons.

The leaders of various ethnic groups stood not far away, behind them were the elite troops they brought.

The total strength exceeds [-].

not much?

Not really much.

Compared with the tens of millions of Qiraji, it is indeed too small.

But they are all elites, one against ten elites.

Even if they are not professionals, they are veterans who have experienced many battles.

The troops gathered here are even much larger than those of the Northern Expedition.

A piece of black.

All eyes were on a platform under the wall of beetles.

There are two people on the platform.

A man, and a woman.

The man is Jiang Jie, the seeker of the quicksand scepter fragments, and the natural hero of the world.

The woman is Shilomar, one of the two night elf commanders who fought in the Quicksand War thousands of years ago, one of the builders of the Scarab Wall, one of the most experienced high-ranking priestesses in the Temple of the Moon God, and one of the most senior priestesses besides Tyrande and Sandy. Besides Si and the others, there was another voter favored by the moon god.

a legend.

After praying for the power of the moon god, a legend who is qualified to be side by side with the bronze dragon prince Anachenos.

In front of her, even Tyrande is a junior.

Now, the Beetle Gong was in front of them.

So, who should ring the gong?
If it were any other person who gathered together the pieces of the Quicksand Scepter, then it must be Shiloma who finally rang the gong.

Because anyone at this time, seeing this unprecedented wall of beetles, and knowing how many night elves have fallen here and how many corpses they have left behind, will have to be in awe of this group.

High elves with high self-esteem will also be silent, and wild orcs will bow their heads.

In the Battle of Quicksand thousands of years ago, the sacrifices made by the night elves were too great, almost crippling the most powerful race in Azeroth.

For thousands of years, night elves have also deployed a large number of troops in this desert, and have been monitoring this wall.

These sacrifices are not something ordinary people can do, not even other races can do it.

In the face of such a sacrifice, any hero can only back down.

But Jiang Jie was an exception.

Participated in the killing of Archimonde personally, turned the tide by one person, killed Alsace and a hundred thousand undead natural disasters, established the kingdom of the forgotten, stabilized the Arctic order, resurrected the bear demigod brother, participated in defeating the king of nightmares, Harveys, and Ragnaros rushed home and killed Nefarian with his own hands, ending the rule of the Black Dragon Legion in the eastern continent.

He also stopped the plot of the jungle troll, blocked the plot of the forest troll, and blocked the plot of the frost troll.

After the earth fell 1 years ago, Azeroth has never seen such a hero again.

Even if it goes back 1 years, only Malfurion is qualified to stand alongside Jiang Jie.

However, in the battle 1 years ago, humans did not participate, orcs did not participate, and most races present did not participate, so naturally they cannot empathize.

In the hearts of most people, Jiang Jie deserves more respect than Malfurion.

So now, they are silent.

They are waiting for the two to make a choice.

Only these two people are eligible to make a choice.

Shilomar said nothing.

She didn't even care who was supposed to ring the Beetle's gong.

She fell into memory.

She was recalling the scene 1 years ago.

Jiang Jie raised his head, looked at the sky, and looked at the boundless desert.

When people look up at the sky, they know what eternity is.

But few people have the opportunity to set foot in the real starry sky.

There are two other eternities that most people can set foot on:

One is the ocean and the other is the desert.

Those sailors who have been wandering in the endless sea all year round know what it means to be alone and lonely, but even the oldest veteran crew members of Kul Tiras, after arriving in Silithus, will feel how gentle the sea is.

Silithus, the dry wind blowing everywhere, and the desert beyond sight, have swallowed up countless lives.

Seeing this unchanging desert, he knew what eternity is.

He felt the power of time.

He admired the power against time even more, an unprecedented admiration.

Perseverance for thousands of years is not something everyone can do.

The night elves in Silithus have also changed batch after batch, and there are not many who have been sticking to it from the beginning to the end.

Shilomar is one.

What kind of firm will can make a person stand against this wall for 1000 years?

Jiang Jie couldn't imagine.

So he faced Hilomar and the wall of beetles, took three steps back, and waited quietly.

If he asks to ring the gong of the beetle himself to complete this historical moment and be remembered forever by generations to come, I believe you will have no objection, and neither will Shiloma.

This high-ranking priestess certainly doesn't care about these things.

But Jiang Jie cared.

In front of this respectable priestess, Jiang Jie knew that he was also insignificant, not worth mentioning.

He chose to give in and wait.

In his view, Shilomar is history, and she is eternity.

This waited for half an hour.

The memory is very long, but it is finally over.

Xi Luoma smiled, her eyes swept over everyone, and finally settled on Jiang Jie.

Jiang Jie reached out, took out the quicksand scepter, and handed it to her.

Shilomar did not refuse.

1000 years, everything is like a reincarnation.

Thousands of years ago, she shaped this wall with her own hands, so today, thousands of years later, she should naturally tear it down.

It was erected against the Qiraji;
To overthrow it is also to deal with the Qiraji.

The thousand-year-old night elves and the four guardian dragon legions tried their best, but they couldn't defeat the Qiraji, so they could only choose to trap them in the end;
But today, thousands of years later, all races of Azeroth are gathered together, and their power is far stronger than the coalition forces back then. She sees hope.

She slowly stepped up to the pedestal of the gong, took a deep breath of dry air, and then reached the top of the platform.

After a moment of hesitation, she exhausted all her strength, raised her scepter, and struck the ancient gong.

(End of this chapter)