Azeroth Trail of Light

A group of people is in the fog, and the sandy beach at their feet is very soft, and the sea tide will blow from time to time, and the traces left on it will be covered up with the fastest speed.

Dick had given up his plan to look for Anduin and Lili from the traces of the beach, which simply couldn't be done. But it is not without good news.

According to the results observed by the Paladins using the world blueprint, there is only a little distance left from the edge of Pandaria. They only need to keep correcting the direction. After about 2 hours, this pedestrian will be able to reach the fog. The edge of the continent.

And the other good news is that Dick doesn’t have to act as a compass anymore.

The troll led by the spiritbinder Goraya uses a responsible brass astrolabe to determine the direction of progress in the fog. According to the results of Dick’s observations, this special astrolabe can generally guide the correct direction. The direction is not always correct, but the wrong result is not too many steps, so the paladin simply handed the responsibility of leading the way to the troll.

In this regard, Golaya did not object, and let the troll warrior who was knocked out by Varela hold the astrolabe and walk in the forefront. The other troll warriors looked at one or two wounded soldiers, while he stunned. Walking sticks, trembling and Dick walked behind the team. Obviously, these two guys have something to discuss, so there is some distance between the others and them to leave room for private communication.

"It's been a long time, Elder Goraya."

Dick also held a scepter, which was the scepter of Orsis. Although his body has recovered, the habit he has developed over the past few months will not change so easily. He is now used to the movement of stalking the cane. It happened to be the same speed as the old troll.

Facing Dick’s greeting, the old troll squinted and smiled. He breathed a sigh of relief, playing with a string of rosary beads in his hand, and slowly said to Dick,

"From the Battle of the Quicksand to the present, it has only been one year, not long."

"Yes, the way of thinking about longevity is always different from that of us human beings."

Dick nodded nonchalantly, and said with emotion, "Many old people of the longevity species will indulge in the past time and cannot extricate themselves, just like night elves, although on the surface they don’t care about anything, but In fact, many of them still miss the time when Queen Azshara ruled. At least at that time, they don't have to worry about the country's territory."

The Paladin stretched out a finger and shook it before his eyes.

"I heard that the orcs had conflicts with the night elves in Ashenvale, and Stonetalon Mountain. The orcs planned to develop there. Of course, they were also bewitched by the Bilgewater goblins who joined them, but anyway, it seems to me , Kalimdor’s calm time has passed, and a war is about to come."

The old troll's eyes were a little erratic, he turned his head and glanced at Dick, then lowered his head again.

"This has nothing to do with us. Darkspear's Vol'jin is not a leader who absolutely obeys King Hasrata. We can't influence him, but I think there is something in your words. As a former comrade-in-arms, speak it out, Dick, you What do you want to know?"

The Paladin pursed his mouth and lowered his voice.

"I’m not surprised that Zandalari appears anywhere in the world, but here alone, you and the Mogu were allies tens of thousands of years ago. It is said that the content of this covenant has been inscribed in the bones of your two races, and compared Zandalar, the mogu is a dangerous group. I can hardly believe that you brought these golden warriors here just for an outing, not for something that would endanger the entire world."

The old troll gave Dick a surprised look, and asked curiously,

"The first time I saw you, I knew you had a lot of secrets, but the covenant between Mogu and Zandalar, Loa is on top, it's tens of thousands of years away. It's hard to believe that a mortal can know these. But it’s okay, I’m even more curious about world peace...what does it have to do with you? You are not a peaceful knight, Dick, you are a warlike guy, and the smell of blood on you is no better than any one here. Fewer people."

The Paladin didn’t like this way of talking, so he simply shook his left arm.

"It used to be okay, but now there is, let us be honest, Elder Goraya, who do you represent? What are you here for?"

Unlike other trolls, Zandalari trolls rarely have hunchbacks. Goraya’s hunchback is because of his age. Faced with Dick’s last question, the old troll tried his best to straighten his waist. , He glanced at Gavincent’s tall body, who was walking ahead, a dignified look appeared on his old face.

"Well, since you want to know. I am here on behalf of the Dark Prophet Zul. Zul wants to re-establish the Zandalar Empire to face the dark disasters that will appear in the future, but King Hasrata no longer believes in him. The prophecy, because Zul’s almost omnipotent prophecy has won him the support of most of the sacrifices of the entire Zandalar. His power is too large, to the point that the King of Gold is a little frightened."

"As for us, Jax and I came here, entered the mist under Zul's secret order, and even got the astrolabe because of this, just to find a kind of power!"

Dick squinted his eyes, his fingers moved, Gavincent's walking body also stopped for a while, the Vrykul's hand approached the dragon-slashing axe on his waist while shaking, murderous...here Suddenly broke out.

But in the next moment, Goraya's words made the murderous aura of the two men arrested.

"But we only seek help from that kind of power, just to cope with the disaster of darkness in the future, as to whose hands the power will fall, it has nothing to do with us."

The old troll looked at Dick with sincere and excessive eyes as if he had not felt the murderous intent at all.

"Whether it is you or the emperor hundreds of thousands of years ago, the alliance between the Mogu Empire and the Zandalar Empire does exist, but if the person commanding the Mogu is dead, it will be meaningless."

"Humph"

Gavincent snorted and continued to move forward without turning his head, while Dick glanced at the old troll and said in a very serious tone.

"I hope what you are saying is true, the spirit-binder of Zandalar, don't make threatening moves. No one wants the resurrection of the tyrant ten thousand years ago, and no one wants the evil under this land. Material recovery."

Dick’s warning was not groundless. In the original Pandaria mission line, he brought the Zandalari troll to resurrect the mogu tyrant Thor, who had been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, and disturbed the entire Pandaria. It was a mess. Under the war, the shamans sealed by the Pandaren Emperor Shaohao came out one after another, and even indirectly triggered the appearance of the shaman heart of the ancient **** Y'Shaarj.

Now, the chief culprit of everything was standing in front of Dick's eyes, and Dick took a lot of effort to restrain his urge to draw a sword.

As for who Thor is... Do you remember the guy who broke into the Hall of Origins and tried to seize the Forge of Origins, and wounded the four creators, and finally forced them to use the Forge of Origins to kill them? That's right, it's the guy who is so strong that it is shocking! In order to kill him, the entire Uldum was still a desert after ten thousand years.

What Dick said was from his heart. No one wants Thor to be resurrected, because there is no 25-member group that has fallen from the sky at the moment. The Guardian is officially at the extreme. When Thor appears, no one can stop him, and that guy’s heart , There is nothing but conquer.

As for the mogu, it is a powerful creature of Pandaria, don't worry, Dick will meet them soon.

Faced with Dick’s warning, Goraya was very calm, and the old troll spread his hands.

"The order I received was just to find a transformative force that would make Zandalar stronger. Zul did not give me and Jax an order to resurrect Thor. What's more, you think you can resurrect a demigod just by relying on me. Huh? I'm not as strong as that yet."

Dick was taken aback, then nodded clearly.

In the original history, Zul saw the power of Deathwing to destroy the world, and he was eager to rebuild the Zandalar Empire, which can protect itself from disasters. However, in the current history, Deathwing has not even had a shadow. Seeing it, he just made a dark prophecy.

Therefore, Goraya's mission this time is estimated to be more similar to path finding rather than action.

After thinking about this, Dick’s expression eased, and he even reached out and patted the old troll’s shoulder and whispered,

"Then tell me about Zul's dark prophecy, I'm very interested in that stuff."

Goraya thought for a while, and felt that this was not a secret. The entire Zandalari Empire had almost spread, so he nodded, cleared his throat, and said to Dick while walking forward with his cane,

"That is the prophecy made by the wise Zul in Zuldazar, the capital of Zandalar. In Zandalar’s ​​tens of thousands of years of history, it is difficult to find a more mysterious and greater sacrifice than Zul, God Loa. He pampered him extraordinarily and gave him the ability to see through the future, but the last time he prophesied was 5 years ago, he warned Jindo, the priest of Zul'grass, to be careful of those Atalais, they would bring death, and Once! But Jindo didn't care about it. As a result, a year later, Atalai's Atahaka Temple was tortured, and Jindo's attempt to summon Haka went bankrupt. It is said that Zul'Gurub started. It was a **** storm."

Having said that, Goraya glanced at Dick.

"I know that you are also involved, but this just proves the greatness of Zul. I can swear that Zandala has not interfered with everything. This is the force of fate. This time, Zul, who has not come forward for a long time, issued a warning. , He said: The chaotic sky will replace the blue sky, the earth under our feet will be broken because of anger, the world will be changed, the wings of death will cross the horizon, let the world enter a sea of ​​fire, he also saw the revival of ancient evil, everything ...Then Jax and I received the order, Pandaria, this land that has been shrouded in mist for thousands of years, Zul said that the chance for Zandalari to become stronger again is here."

Dick pursed his lips.

It's hard to say what kind of mood he felt after hearing this prophecy, but there was absolutely no contempt, because he knew that Zul's prophecy was correct.

He has changed a lot, but there are still many he can’t change. For example, Deathwing, the fallen Black Dragon King, holds the power of Azeroth and Chaos. If it returns from Outland with the Void Dragon, that’s what happened in history. The cataclysm will definitely be renewed, even if it is the current Dick, under that kind of power, there is no ability to fight back.

In fact, whether in the game or in history, Deathwing is the strongest creature in Azeroth, especially after accepting the power of the ancient gods, it even requires four dragon kings to give up the power of the Titans. In order to kill it completely, and that is when the heroes of the whole world are in action.

The power of a world gathered together to kill a creature.

One can imagine its threat.

And the meaning of Zul’s dark prophecy is that even though the world’s twisting degree is almost 50%, he still failed to exempt the world from the cataclysm, but was pushed back, not even. Postpone.

This is the new problem facing Dick.

But just when he and Goraya were both silent, the troll warrior who was exploring the way in front cheered. Dick looked up and saw a blue sky and turquoise mountain scenery.

There are also the majestic buildings under the sky, as well as those panda farmers fishing by the sea. Time has stagnated here for tens of thousands of years. Now, it seems to start to flow again.

Pandaria...He's coming!