Azeroth Trail of Light

Not all days are good, especially when you are full of hope, you may get a bad time, but let the years grow old, you will find that those years have taught you a lot, anyway , there is no point in time that is meaningless, remember that.

The high-ranking priest Isana stood on the large platform of the Aldo Heights with a staff, and she looked up at the sky quietly.

Draenor is already a broken world. There is no hope here, but there is no despair either. Everything is hovering between hope and despair, just like the world itself, stopped on the road of complete destruction, and can never touch the hope. newborn.

This is a half-dead world.

Isana knew this early on, but in her memory, Draenor used to be a beautiful place, like her distant hometown of Argus. When she was young, she would always be with her parents in the In the city square of Argus, playing with other children, beautiful pigeons are flying in the air. In the world of the blue spar tower, everything is so beautiful and so yearning.

The white dove soared freely in the sky, passing Isana's eyes, making her not look old face a long-lost happiness, but the next moment, the beautiful memories and the white dove turned into smoke, Isana was stunned in place, there was only a starlight in front of her eyes, and that was the only thing she was familiar with.

That was the only connection to Argus in this lonely world.

That... the same starry sky that is no longer young.

Astrologers can get future information from the evolution of the starry sky. Lord Velen was once the best astrologer of the Draenei, and Isana was the second best. Therefore, Lord Velen led his soldiers on a mission to save the Naaru. Following the path of M'uru, Ishana became the leader of the draenei in Draenor.

This burden made Isana a little breathless, but at least in the City of Holy Light, Shattrath, at least here, the powerful and wise A'dal guards the last hope. How can there be a council composed of naaru? It is precisely because of their existence that the draenei were able to continue to exist in the orc massacre more than ten years ago.

It is also because of them that when the world of Draenor is about to end, Shattrath is kept, even though it has become a ruin.

Refugees from all races gathered here, ogres, arakkoa, broken ones, and cunning ethereals. People with different beliefs and living habits gathered together. It was like a disaster, but they survived. , in the face of despair, many things can be abandoned, but there are also many things that cannot be abandoned.

Such as hatred for orcs!

It was the orcs who destroyed this world. They were lured by demons and destroyed their own world, and also destroyed the world of these refugees. When the curse code arranged by the great warlock Gul'dan blocked the elements of the entire world, and attracted After the fel energy and demonic invasion are eliminated, there is no hope for this world.

Isana also hates those hateful stupid, violent, and savage orcs, but they have disappeared. Those bloodthirsty butchers, who are still living in Draenor, are those who have returned to the elemental faith. To be precise, from The clean orcs who have not received mana, and even the refugees are resentful towards those simple orcs, so this city refuses orcs to enter.

Isana sighed. The starry sky tonight has not changed, which means that the difficult years have not gone away. Her eyes turned to the distance on the ground. The new masters from Outland, the powerful demon hunter Illidan and the Illidari and Naga The coalition has blocked all the roads of Shattrath, this is the 43rd day, no one knows what those demon hunters, armed broken ones, and fierce naga are trying to do, but anyone who tries to escape , will be forcibly sent back to Shattrath, and even lose their lives.

So, now, the whole city is filled with the breath of war and despair. Isana still retains hope, because Lord Velen once sent a letter, although I don’t know how the letter crossed the distance between two worlds to reach Sandra. Tarth's, but Isana knew from that letter.

Lord Velen has found another place for the Draenei to exist, and with the help of a ruler with great power and a noble soul, the Draenei can start a new life there.

Of course, as a high-level astrologer who followed Velen from the world of Argus, Isana also read another exciting fact from that letter. Lord Velen found hope to return to Argus and eliminate those rebels. Those who defeated the Burning Legion, hope!

This is an exciting fact, but things are not that simple at the moment, at least until these Illidari are defeated, the draenei can't go anywhere.

But at the moment when she turned around to go to rest, a meteor streaked across the sky, which caught Isana's attention, but she didn't pay much attention, because meteors falling to the ground were very common in the broken Draenor Yes, the world barriers of this world have been destroyed by the Big Bang, and any wandering celestial body can enter this world at will.

And these celestial bodies will not have too much influence on the astrology.

But just after Isana cheered up and recalculated the astrology, a trace of shock...appeared on her lavender pretty face.

At this time, in the dark starlight of Draenor, a sin'dorei elf in golden armor was striding proudly towards the edge of Shattrath City, where there was a broken bridge leading directly to the city's Hall of Light , behind the handsome sin'dorei, are two silent demon hunters.

Less than 500 meters behind them are the elite Broken who were rearmed to the teeth by Illidan. These distorted draenei who lost their will were gathered by the demon hunters in the name of revenge. They fought against the demons. He also found his own new value. Now, these poor bastards who used to be as weak as bugs in the outer domain are the craziest army under Illidan's command.

Under the orders of the Overseer of the Broken, they could suffer almost total annihilation, and the rest of their distorted lives seemed to be spent in the name of revenge.

One night elf and the other sin'dorei elves, they were shirtless and bare-chested, with dark green magic patterns wrapped around their bodies, black cloth strips on their emaciated faces, looking gloomy and chilling, The Illidari, this is the elite force formed by Illidan after arriving in Outland. The Avengers who lost everything in the demon invasion will be absorbed into this force.

Only one tenth of them can survive the difficult transformation and the erosion of magic energy, but those who survive will become the most powerful and sharpest knives against demons, just like Illidan, and these Guys also showed their traits when they cleared Draenor of demons.

Insidious, venomous, using all methods to kill demons, never relentless, and it is precisely because of their hard work that Illidan's work to clean up Outland went very smoothly, at least after the original Lord of Outland was put under house arrest. After Theriton, Illidan has become the true master of this broken world.

No one knew what he wanted to do, not even the demons doubted it, because such things as fighting for power and profit were never uncommon among demons with chaotic natures, and Illidan was considered gentle in his methods.

But what does Illidan really want to do?

Huh, no one knows.

I'm here to meet your leader, Adal!

With his characteristic arrogant tone, the sin'dorei elf raised his head and said to the draenei garrison officer in front of him, these two strong draenei looked at the sin'dorei elf in front of them fiercely, they were fully armed , The armor is full of traces of battle. They don't believe the devil's lackey in front of them. Illidan's cleanup of the outer domain is rough, and it is inevitable that they will be accidentally injured. These accidental injuries are the root of the hatred between the two sides.

And the siege weapons driven by evil energy behind them, as well as the fierce and silent soldiers, all made this audience feel a little unfriendly.

As always, force distorts many things, and peace is just waiting between two wars.

In the past, Garcios would have picked up his weapon and killed the two impolite bastards in front of him, but as Illidan's special envoy, as the person who shouldered the secret mission of Quel'Thalas, he could only suppress himself now. The anger, patiently explained to the Draenei garrison officer who was full of anger in front of him,

Enough, don't look at me like a villain like this, I brought Lord Illidan's secret order, understand? It is about the order of Shattrath's survival, so you better take me there!

At other times, this kind of meeting between the two parties would not attract the attention of the refugees living in the city, but it is different now. The army of demon hunters has besieged the city for more than a month, and the refugees have long been restless. Things will be magnified association, in this uneasy moment, when Illidan's special envoy appeared at the gate of Shattrath, soon, the refugees got the news.

It's time for war! Illidan wants to destroy Shattrath!

So, during the few minutes of the confrontation between Gaxios and the garrison officer, hundreds of strong refugee men with weapons rushed to the gate and stood with the two helpless garrison officers. At this moment, the whole Shattrath's hatred hung over them all.

That is the common hatred between different races. The arakkoa and the ogre stood together, the broken one and the draenei stood together, and all the faces were filled with anger, which could not be concealed. Gaxios was not afraid of these, Because no matter in the war in Azeroth or in the war in Outland, the losers always look like this.

When he followed Master Dick on his expedition to Mount Hyjal and killed those demon servants in Outland, Gaxios enjoyed those times, but now, the sin'dorei elves took a step back. What they saw in front of them were refugees, not warriors. .

enough!

The sin'dorei demon hunter took a step forward, holding the sharp warblade in his hands. This is the moonblade, which is as ferocious as the warblade of Azzinoth in Illidan's hand. It is a standard weapon for demon hunters. Using, but extremely powerful alien weapons, Xin'dorei's face was cold, full of some kind of irritability from the heart,

If I were you, I would choose to back off. You are not fighters, and don't try to do what fighters can do. Back off! I only say it once!

The dark green fel energy coiled around Sin'dorei before being stopped by Gaxios.

Okay, Kane, don't scare them.

The night elf demon hunter on the other side also grinned, showing a weird smile,

I can smell their fear. They seem firm, but in fact, they are so weak. You only need to kill one of them...or two, and they will disperse.

Gaxios didn't like to perform missions with these gloomy demon hunters, they were like a group of saboteurs, but the mission he shouldered made him have to settle down and negotiate with these stubborn guys.

Until Adal makes a decision, I won't step into your city, but be careful...my patience is limited!

In the dark night, the holy light in Garcios' hand is warm and eye-catching. This power from the same source as Naruadal calmed down the face of the Draenei defenders, and one of them stopped the refugees behind him. restlessness, the other stepped forward, drew up his arms,

I have to make sure first, are you with good intentions, or are you malicious in destruction?

Garcios frowned,

Of course it's the kind you dream of... go and inform Adal, I will wait patiently.

A new volume has begun. Well, it is said to be the Northern Expedition, but it is actually the Broken Isles, but it has something to do with it. . . It's about the grievances and resentments between Hella and Odin, and I will explain the things about Outland and the Eastern Continent~~~ as a pavement for the future. . . Ask for help! Ask for support~