Azeroth Trail of Light

As Dick who has also played warriors, he knows very well that although the door of the sky looks spectacular and brilliant, in essence, this thing that hangs to the sky is still a large portal, so it is impossible to see it in it. The presence of the teleported person also prevented the Vrykul from being discovered by those strong on the scene at that time.

They all knew Dick's physical condition, so they subconsciously thought that the Paladin had to go back and rest for a while because of physical reasons, so after the start of the slightly stagnant meeting, no one doubted Dick's whereabouts just now.

This kind of concealment is necessary. In the seventh year since he came to this world, Dick already knew what the completely confused knowledge in his mind meant to this world. I won’t say much about it, just An Uldaman who had been defensively removed, the earth spirits from that place moved out, and now lived secretly in the swamp outside Theramore City, where Onyxia's lair was located.

But once the stone carvings and stone-making history in the palace of that place are discovered and announced, it is absolutely no less than a major earthquake, which has almost subverted all the historical construction of the current civilized world.

This is quite a slight change. Once the news of the Originating Furnace is known to the world, it will not cause an earthquake, but a panic.

Dick is well aware of the darkness of human nature. Once he knows that there is a bomb hanging on his head that will be detonated without knowing when, how many people will become lunatics in an instant? Moreover, the humans of Azeroth are no different from Dick's original compatriots. These secrets are not a blessing at all.

Dick knew deeply that it was the key, the key to destruction!

And now that he has been involved in politics, it is difficult to be alone. Dick knows that Sir Mornes has been trying to weaken his authority in Theramore. This must be the tacit approval of Kalia, his closest force. Even so, the attitudes of other forces towards him can be imagined.

The Paladin was no longer a young man who imagined the world very beautifully. When he stepped into Theramore's meeting room with Jaina's support, he knew that another exchange had begun.

It's nothing more than exchanging knowledge and information for support. He is already familiar with the control, and he has prepared enough news.

"This is the last time..."

Dicker sat in a chair silently and made a promise to himself. After the Northern Expedition, the great disaster in this world was almost eliminated by him, and the degree of twisting could reach 50%, even after the Northern Expedition was over. It is 60%, coupled with the inevitably encountered Blue Dragon Disaster and the twist of the Titan Road. At that time, the serious deviation of the timeline will eventually completely reverse the future of this world, although it is turning to the unknown. But it's better than the original result.

Today, Dick has only figured out that in the original history, when the cataclysm happened, the future of the world was already very dim. 60% of the planet’s terrain was reshaped, which is the same as the originating furnace. The consequences are not much worse, and the Protoss will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

Deathwing's big cousin's plan to destroy the world seems to have failed, but in fact, he may have succeeded.

The life of that society is still going on, but hope may have been lost.

Dick’s dazedness made the others a little embarrassed. Old Fording sitting next to him couldn’t help but kicked him quietly. Only then did the Paladin recover from the lofty thinking. He didn’t feel much embarrassed, especially It was a few months later, perhaps because he had adapted to such a state of disuse, his mentality has also improved a lot.

"Well, everyone knows the purpose of this meeting. I'm not a guy who likes long talk, so let's get started."

Dick cleared his throat, "Almost three months have passed since the undead scourges in Northern Xinjiang were generally settled. The forward troops of the Silver Northern Expedition organized by the Scarlet Crusade, the Silver Hand, and the Silver Dawn have even been in Northrend. After landing, at most 2 months later, the first line of defense will be established. The problem we are facing now is that Lordaeron alone is not enough to fight the undead forces in Northrend, and I believe you all know that. Now, Arthas, the Lich King, will wake up in 9-10 months, so now we are short of time and need support."

The Paladin glanced around and increased his tone, "Need the support of the entire civilized world, this will be a protracted war."

As soon as Dick’s words fell, the outspoken Overlord Saurfang said directly,

"In the culture of orcs, our first reaction to this kind of thing is always to kill Arthas before he wakes up. Have you tried it?"

Dick did not answer this question, Old Fording sighed and said,

"This is actually our first reaction, but it is a pity that even in the case of contacting the Assassin League in violation of the Knights Creed, the assassins and scouts sent out 2 months ago only returned less than tenths. One, there are at least 20 hero-level undeads and countless undeads stationed there, as well as various dark creatures succumbing to the rule of Alsace. Everyone, that is a continent! One is not weaker than the Eastern Continent. Or the forces of Kalimdor, assassination? It can't be done at all!"

Fording’s remarks caused everyone to fall into silence. They are not incapable of understanding the threat of undead natural disasters to all living beings, but to be honest, there are several other forces without seeing them in person or being threatened. Are you willing to use your own strength to fill that bottomless pit?

Dick snorted, he took the ebony pipe from his arms and murmured.

"Wisdom is priceless."

Sparks lit up, and a mellow tobacco smell emerged in the conference hall. Amidst the blue-gray smoke, Dick’s voice was deep and clear.

"Then, now the forces willing to support the Argent Crusade to fight, please raise your hands."

Sweeping past, no one raised their hands except for Hamuul Runetotem, who represented the Druid's Cenarion Circle.

Although the druids have such quirks, their ambitious goal of balancing the world is worthy of recognition. Throughout history, no matter what happens to the world, the druids will always be the most active participants. Helping people, of course, is also related to the energy that the druids master. Once nature is destroyed, their professional group will die out. It can be said that they are helping the world by helping themselves.

But other forces don’t have this restriction. Just when the envoy from Stormwind, Dick’s old acquaintance, Marshal Windsor, wanted to stand up and say something, Dick’s left hand stretched out. He didn’t look up, as if This situation had been foreseen a long time ago, but he was smoking the tobacco silently, and the paladin's voice was raised a little while the smoke was rolling.

"Well, old marshal, leave the diplomatic rhetoric to the interested officials. More than half of the people here are veterans after the war. Let's make a new decision in the way of veterans."

When these words were spoken, the paladin seemed to have made up a certain determination, which made the body of the princess Kalia, who had been sitting next to him, tremble. She knew what Dick was about to do, although she was very unwilling. Would Dick do this.

The Paladin stood up with his cane, his gaze first turned to Kul Tiras’s envoy, Commodore Matthew,

"The grievances between Your Majesty Dai Lin and Duke Bloodsail have spread throughout the world, but I know that even today, more than ten years later, you still cannot determine the location of Plundering Island and Rogue Port, and naturally you can't find it fundamentally. Destroy the bloodsail pirates, but here..."

Dick pointed to his head and said softly, "Here are the locations of Plunder Island and Rogue Port, Brigadier General Matthew, do you want it?"

Although the voice was very soft, it fell in Brigadier General Matthew’s ears, and it seemed like a thunder pierced the sky. The hatred of Dai Lin and Duke Farreville of Bloodsail had already dyed the ocean red, and the king of the sea even opened it for this. With the sky-high price reward, who can bring back Farreville's head, he immediately gave him the title of a duke, but it is a pity that the opponent who can stand in the sea with Dai Lin for more than ten years does not mean it. Gen, this Geshangkong has been there for almost 10 years, but no one has ever gotten it alive.

Bloodsail pirates are all over the world. Their nominal headquarters is in Stranglethorn Vale, but everyone knows that Plunder Island is the foundation of Farreville, and Rogue Port is the logistics base of Bloodsail pirates, but it is a pity that this world’s ocean It is too vast and contains too many secrets, hiding two islands in it is like throwing a needle into the sea.

To be honest, Brigadier General Matthew's first reaction when he heard this sentence was not to believe it!

But when he realized the identity of the person standing in front of him and his story, this distrust quickly faded. He took a deep breath, and the clenched fist on the table burst into blood. , And finally threw a sentence.

"I need to talk to Your Majesty Dai Lin, but with all due respect, your Excellency, if you have given out this news earlier and become the Prince of Kul Tiras... it will not be difficult. There is no need to use this on this occasion. This way, about this big event, it’s almost like..."

"Strong buy and sell? Blackmail? Or a deal?"

Dick smiled indifferently. He opened his mouth and let out a smear of smoke. "You have to understand, Your Excellency Matthew, love is the same as freedom. Exchange won't work. You have to fight for it. Well, I have already considered it. After the result, please contact your Majesty Dai Lin, he is a real wise man, he will understand how to choose."

Brigadier General Matthew sighed and hurried away. This action gave other people a weird light. The nickname of omniscience and almighty is generally used by crooks, but now, Dick's play is also like It's those magic sticks.

"The next one is you, Your Highness Laila, how are you doing recently?"

Dick leaned on a cane and walked slowly to Princess Bronzebeard. This once rebellious princess had a very good attitude towards Dick. She knew very well that a large part of the easing of the relationship between Bronzebeard and Black Iron was at hand. The reason was due to the Paladin in front of him who had difficulty even walking.

It is precisely because of this mentality that Laila feels a little embarrassed when facing Dick, she whispered,

"Knight Dick, I'm sorry, although I really want to help you, whether it is the father or Thaurissan, they have too many things to consider. After all, we are after all..."

"Needless to say, Your Highness, now I am the Northern Earl of Lordaeron, and you are the princess of Ironforge, the queen of Darkforge City, so even if you are very reluctant, I still want to use this and do it with you. Exchanges."

Dick smiled and pointed to his head again. Seeing this, Laila sighed.

"Don't be like that, Knight Dick, father he... hey... anyway, it's difficult."

"Don't worry, my lord, listen to me first."

The Paladin took another breath of mellow tobacco, lowered his head, and lowered his voice when no one could see his expression, "I can give your Majesty Magni, there is only one word, Muradin."

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Leila couldn't help but jumped off the special stool. This action made Dick sweat. The princess is pregnant with a child right now, saying that the dwarves are in good health, which is a bit too outrageous. Got it.

"Are you sure? My uncle...he did..."

Laila didn't think there was anything wrong with her behavior, but seeing the anxious and horrified look on her face, Dick smiled and patted Laila's hand.

"After I became a Paladin, I never lied. You know, that is not allowed by the Holy Light. Go ahead, contact His Majesty Magni, and tell him that in this world, I am the only one who knows Muradin. The position of the prince, if you want to get your brother back, you can exchange it."