Azeroth Trail of Light

In May of the 20th year of the Dark Portal, the Lordaeron Empire, which had just stabilized, experienced drastic changes again, and the undead plague broke out within the empire. In just one month, the eastern hinterland of the empire and West Dalonmir completely fell, and the number of people affected by the disaster was as high as 100W. For a time, people in the empire were panicked.

In the Tirisfal region, on the avenue from the small town of Brill to the West Dalomere region, a carriage is moving fast. There are not many people on this bustling commercial road. For ordinary businessmen, the current West Dallon Mill is like a hell.

Although the speed of the carriage was fast enough, the driver was still dissatisfied. He flicked his whip, and the whip made a crisp sound in the air, and the four horses pulling the carriage accelerated again.

On the compartment of the carriage, at the position of the door, there is engraved the royal coat of arms of the Lordaeron Empire, which shows that this is a carriage belonging to the royal family, so no one dares to stop it along the way, and let it run at a crazy speed on this road. Running wildly on the road.

In the carriage, Jaina sat on Dick's lap with a gloomy face. The eldest lady's face was ugly now, not only because of the fatigue of the long journey, but also because of the scroll she was holding in her hand.

It was sent to Jaina by the special envoy of Dalaran. Although it was in the form of a scroll, it was actually a letter. Dick leaned against the constantly shaking carriage, and when he glanced down, he could See the signature at the end of the envelope.

It was words that danced like flames, like a living creature made of light, and it represented a name that no one could ignore, Antonidas.

Oh, the instructor is in a daze.

Jaina crumpled the scroll in her hand in annoyance, and threw it on the ground. She sighed, buried her head in Dick's chest, and said in a low voice,

I have already sent him the relics of Kel'Thuzad, but he has not realized the seriousness of this matter, and he keeps asking me to return to Dalaran, and let that idiot Ronin take care of the finishing touches.

Master Antonidas is also worried about you.

Dick stretched out his hand and stroked Jaina's back. After he woke up that day, the relationship between the two began to develop by leaps and bounds. Although due to Jaina's identity, Dick could only act as her bodyguard in public. Appeared, but this can't stop the two people's love affair at all.

Returning to the Tirisfal region from the destroyed unnamed valley, it was already a day after Kel'Thuzad's death. Jaina didn't waste any time. She broke into King Terenas' court as fast as she could. The wise old king was informed of the trap Kel'Thuzad designed for Arthas.

King Terenas, who grew up from the flames of war, is old but still very decisive. After listening to Jaina's narration, he immediately wrote an order, entrusting Jaina to bring the Hand Knights, let Uther, the Paladin of Light, lead the team to rescue Alsace.

Which is why Jaina and Dick are now in this galloping carriage.

Jaina doesn't want to see Arthas fall into the trap, but this is different from the previous love, this is just a pure responsibility, and Dick wants to return to the Stratholme area, but it is because of the mission.

Trigger Mission: Large Historical Node - Stratholme

Description: Save Stratholme's fate.

Reward: 2%-6% of the world's twist rate

If Dick was still hesitating before, how to gather 70% of the world's rotation speed, this task was triggered when meeting King Terenas, which gave Dick hope. The Pantheon, which has been completely wiped out by the Dark Titan, is full of atmosphere. It not only marks the historical nodes, but also releases them in the form of tasks.

This is equivalent to drawing a bright road for the confused Dick. As long as he can walk firmly, he will be able to complete the main task sooner or later.

What are you thinking, little rascal

Jaina raised her head tiredly and looked at Dick who squinted his eyes. The latter froze for a moment. He pursed his lips, leaned down, and gently kissed Jaina's smooth forehead. Fluttering broke free from Dick's embrace, and sat angrily on the opposite chair.

However, this annoyance only lasted for a few seconds, and her eyes were on Dick's left hand wearing a black glove. Rao, with the superhuman wisdom of the eldest lady, when facing this special palm , and also a little flustered.

Did they really...really grow together?

Seeing the curious eyes of the young lady, Dick, who was still pale, shrugged, stretched out his hand and took off the glove on his left hand, revealing the silver-white fist.

I don't know what happened, but it really grew on the broken arm after just one night.

Dick moved his fingers, and the exquisite silver left hand, which was like a living thing, made very flexible movements under his control, just like a real palm. It even had pain, All complete tactile.

It can be said that apart from the different skin color, the silver hand left by Tyre has completely become a part of Dick's body. Although it is impossible to be sure, Dick guesses that this thing should be the completion of the Last Life mission After that, another reward besides the 15-point increase in all attributes.

It's unbelievable that the relic left by the Titan was obtained by you in this way!

Jaina put on a pair of special rimless glasses, pulled Dick's left hand in front of her, and observed carefully. She also took out her short-handled staff and concentrated the magic power on the head of the staff, but the purple When the light spot touched this silver fist, it disappeared instantly like ink dripping into the sea.

However, Dick's whole body trembled violently. He felt the stimulation of the magical light and the faint pain, which made him bared his teeth, and his quiet left hand also suddenly moved forward, and once again caught the unprepared young lady into the room. The two of them snuggled together, watching the light and dark changes outside the window, a quiet and beautiful atmosphere rippling in the carriage.

This land is going to be in chaos.

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The Crusader Fortress has now become a temporary resident of the Knights of the Silver Hand. It forms a triangular battlefield with Hearthglen in the north of West Dallon Mill and the empire's army in the west. Andorhal was firmly locked in the center of this triangle.

The Darrowmere region is an important grain-producing area of ​​the empire. The flat terrain here is dotted with large and small farms. There is only one large city, Andorhal, which is the only thing that satisfies Uther, the current commander of the Darrowmere region. matter.

The three parties joined forces, and on the third day after Prince Alsace reported the situation in Andorhal, other wandering souls in this land had been eliminated. Failed to open the line of defense.

Ordinary soldiers do not have much advantage in the face of undead creatures. The only ones who can effectively restrain the attack of the undead are the paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand. Now, in only fourteen years, the number of imperial paladins is too small.

The three days of continuous fighting had exhausted these paladins to the extreme.

Holding a golden warhammer in both hands, Uther led a small team of paladins to block the front of the Andorhal Bridge. His whole body was almost filled with the energy of the holy light, like a group of walking rays of light. Every attack , can turn a dozen or so undead into ashes.

It was like an invisible golden line standing in front of Uther, no one could cross this line without permission.

But even so, in the face of nearly a million undead, the Silver Hand's line of defense is still being compressed, and this time the Lich Araki of Andorhal even deployed a weapon of war-hatred.

Made entirely of fresh blood, the whole body exudes a dark green plague atmosphere. It is 4 meters tall and weighs nearly a ton. There is a deformed arm sewn on the back, holding a blood-stained bone-chopping ax and bone-cutting arm. The scythe, and the monster with a hideous black chain, are simply the evil products of all nightmares.

They are powerful and will not get tired. Unless they are burned to ashes by the powerful holy light, they will continue to attack even if they are cut down. In the past three days, this monster has killed at least 15 people Paladin.

Right now, amidst the wild laughter of Araki, who has become a lich, two abominations, one on the left and one on the right, came to the city wall of Andorhal, swung the battle ax in their hands, and chopped down the solid city wall two or three times. A dent, a large number of ghouls and skeleton soldiers rushed out of the dent.

Dathrohan, go and seal that gap, don't let those monsters rush to the defense line!

Seeing this scene, Uther narrowed his eyes, and immediately yelled at the strong man who was fighting with him behind him. The strong man with a heavy hammer did not answer, but turned around and rushed to the left alone. The incoming abomination.

Saidan Dathrohan, one of the five knights of the Silver Hand, alone is enough to deal with the undead attacking from the left.

But what about the right?

Seeing those crazy ghouls getting closer and closer to the panicked rear line, Uther regretted it very much at this time, why did he listen to the slander of that villain Barthilas and agree to abolish Tirion's holy light? If that old buddy is still here, I will have no worries at all.

There is also Turalyon who disappeared in the Second World War, what a powerful and wise warrior of the Holy Light, the first generation of five paladins, now only he and Dathrohan are left, and he is not good at frontal combat The Gavin Ladd three people.

Hold on, I'll be right back!

Uther yelled at the paladins behind him, and he rushed towards the undead sea that broke into the battle line on the right alone, but when he was halfway through the charge, a roar sounded on the front line behind. ,

Go away! Evil!

A young man, a young man in a black attendant gown, holding a two-handed sword intersecting blue and red, rushed out from the battle line, and rushed straight into the wave of undead.

He was brave, but after beheading several ghouls unstoppably, he was still surrounded by undead.

Uther quickened his pace, he couldn't just watch a warrior fall in front of him, but just as he was approaching the battlefield, a holy force that made him look sideways suddenly erupted in the sea of ​​undead .

The Holy Light is above!

Uther looked at the young man sincerely half-kneeling on the ground, the long sword in his hands had been replaced by a heavy-duty warhammer overflowing with golden light, and the light visible to the naked eye formed a burning enchantment around him, Any undead who dared to approach this halo would be mercilessly burned into ashes.

Under this halo, the fastest ghouls fled around howling, and even the ferocious abomination stopped advancing.

He actually became a paladin at this time!

Uther was instantly confused. As the first generation of paladins, he knew better than anyone how difficult it is to produce paladins. First, one must sincerely believe in the Holy Light, preferably a priest, and then undergo a series of harsh martial arts training. , It will take at least a year, and after the previous generation of paladins injected them with the seeds of the Holy Light, these people who have embarked on the road of knights need to be baptized by the archbishop before they can officially become warriors of the Holy Light.

But this young man has subverted Uther's three views. He can be sure that when this young man rushed into the battlefield, he didn't even have a trace of holy light. He was on the battlefield and became a paladin!

How can this be! ! !

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