Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1308 58. This Is Ner'zhul'S Salvation Plan

Chapter 1308 58. This Is Ner'zhul's Salvation Plan

In the mountainous area where the regrouped Shadowmoon Clan is currently located, the majestic army that arrived today greatly boosted the morale of the remnants of the orcs fighting against the demons here.

Large tents and bonfires were lit, dispelling the gloomy and dangerous night in Shadowmoon Valley.

Around those bonfires, the orcs Ner'zhul had reassembled from all over the world sat with their returning kin from another world, telling stories of the past and wars of the present.

Some old orcs stood on this land full of destruction and evil energy and sang ancient songs, which attracted many orc veterans to seem to return to the vanilla age before the violent age.

They hummed too.

The atmosphere in the mountain camp is very good. If you ignore the human warriors patrolling around with hostility, the atmosphere is perfect.

At the same time as the friendly exchanges between the clansmen and those who came to help, Ner'zhul, as the owner of this place, also entertained guests from afar on a cliff.

From this cliff, you can see the entire Shadowmoon Valley, and even see the outline of the evil fire burning in the distant Karabor Temple in the night.

Grand Knight Turalyon, Highlord Ravencrest, Archdruids Thisalee Crow and Hamuul Runetotem, Archmage Ansrem Runevor, and Archmage Vargoth , the sun prince Kael'thas Sunstrider, the little prince Arthas Menethil, the tribal warlord Bu Rocks Saurfang and the young Thrall, as well as Khadgar and his wild girlfriend Garona .

Representatives from all walks of life gathered around the big bonfire that Ner'zhul personally ignited, listening to the old shaman talk about his salvation plan. In the shadow of the flames, Bu Laike sat on a stone, and the hooded Ma Vee sat next to him as a "counselor."

Even Maraad, the garrison commander of the draenei, the Chosen of the Holy Light who has a blood feud with all orcs, suppressed the hatred in his heart and sat among the crowd.

He came not only on his own behalf, but also on behalf of Velen, the prophet of the draenei.

He couldn't express his hatred at this time.

Everyone was waiting for the old orc in front of him to tell the plan he had prepared for a long time, but Ner'zhul didn't say this one thing, but said another thing in a tired and hoarse voice.

"I can feel that the will of the fraudster has returned to this world, just like the eve of the disaster that broke out more than ten years ago. I can sense that it is preparing something in this world."

Beside the burning bonfire, Ner'zhul, with a strange white ghost mask painted on his face, said to the crowd:

"Everyone present should know that it was Gul'dan who tricked the once simple orcs into drinking the blood of demons, pushing the orc civilization into the abyss of violent war.

That heinous fellow was my student, and I deeply regret that.

As the patriarch of the Shadowmoon clan and the wisest prophet in the orc civilization, I failed to discover the evil side of Gul'dan's studious disguise.

It was I who helped him be accepted by the Shadowmoon clan, and it was I who gave Gul'dan more and more power. In the end, it was I who inadvertently helped Gul'dan establish the Shadow Council that has poisoned orcs for more than ten years.

It was I who was bewitched by Gul'dan to help him establish the tribe. That guy used my reputation to easily unite the orc clans and twist them into a ruined army.

It's all my fault,

Thus, I have a share in all the sins Gul'dan has committed, and I will not deny it. The draenei have every reason to hate me, and the orcs have every reason to despise me.

I will accept all of this, but today I want to tell you something, this is the first time I have told anyone about it, and it has been buried in my heart for more than ten years. "

The old orc sighed, staring at the bonfire in front of him under the gazes of other people, and said in a low voice:

"The reason why I was easily bewitched by Gul'dan back then was not only because the warlock was good at disguising, but also because the leader of the Burning Legion rooted his will in my mind through Gul'dan's hand.

That guy that the orcs once called "the benefactor", the great demon of the Burning Legion, Kil'jaeden the Trickster, once spoke to me in the guise of the soul of my dead wife Rurkan.

During that short period of time, I became Kil'jaeden's puppet among the orcs. I trusted him almost unreservedly, and ultimately ruined the future of the orcs and this world.

Because of my stupid mistake, the spirits of the ancestors abandoned me, they no longer answer my call.

And after Kil'jaeden and its servant Gul'dan achieved their goal, it abandoned me and left me to fend for myself. At that time, I also withdrew from the orc stage and became a self-exiled loser. "

Ner'zhul touched the white ghost mask on his face. In the crowd, Arthas was also whispering about the origin of the white ghost mask to his compatriots.

The little prince is now considered a half-Dellano scholar, and he has a good understanding of these alien cultures.

After a few seconds of silence, Ner'zhul spoke again:

"I'm not saying this to gain your sympathy, folks, I'm just telling you bad news from my own experience.

Just because I have been in contact with Kil'jaeden, I will never forget the feeling of trembling in my heart until I die, and now, that feeling has returned.

It represents the return of Kil'jaeden.

The eyes of the Deceiver have been set on us all, and its evil plot may well break out in each of you. "

The old orc turned his head to look at the indifferent General Maraad, and said in a low voice:

"Especially you, draenei, be careful.

I can feel that Kil'jaeden should be here for you this time. It may want to repeat what happened to the orcs on you Draenei. "

"thanks for your reminder."

Maraad said with a blank face:

"I will pass it on to the Prophet.

But don't waste time, orc, we're not here to hear your stories about the past, we're more concerned with how you can save this dying world? "

"Perhaps we should start with the Yongmao Forest?"

Hamuul Runetotem, who was sitting by the campfire, was leaning on a cane. He shook his tail and said in a low voice:

"The Archdruids of Buckhelm are trying to reactivate the vitality of that magical woodland, and if we can find a way to revitalize it, the withered ecology of Dellano can be reshaped!

Ladies and gentlemen, we are not fantasizing. Although the woodland is almost exhausted, it has quite terrifying potential. It is like a dormant beast.

Although it is weak, as long as it is given enough time to recuperate, it can restore this barren world to a natural balance by itself. "

"Yes, the Cenarion Order has prepared a lot of natural relics."

Thisalie Crow also spoke:

"Those holy objects are being transported to Dellano. It is our druid's bounden duty to save a dying world. Your Excellency the Great Shaman, do you know anything about the mysteries of that woodland?

Can you share this knowledge with us? "

"That's exactly what I'm going to say next, gentlemen."

Ner'zhul raised his hand to signal the druids to stay calm. He coughed a few times and said:

"I have entered Azeroth, and as a shaman in Azeroth, I have felt the majestic coordination of elements and life in that world.

It was the stories of the four elemental lords and titan guardians of your world that inspired me.

After returning to my world, I visited the withered throne of the elements several times, and I finally confirmed my guess. Gul'dan, under the guidance of his evil master, sacked the elemental shrines of Dellano before disrupting orc civilization.

I thought it was just him venting his anger on the elemental spirits who refused to bless him, but it wasn't until a certain visit a year ago that I discovered the truth. "

The old orc looked at Boo Rocks Saurfang, who was a few years younger than him, and asked:

"B Rocks, do you remember the weird natural disasters that happened all over Dellano in the years before the Horde was formed?"

"Who can forget?"

The orc warlord recalled with a painful face:

"Sudden floods in summer washed back the arid regions of Gorgrond and Nagrand, and the Tanaan Jungle and Spiers of Arak were hit by snowstorms like never before in autumn.

The rivers in Talador dried up in winter, and a large number of our domesticated clefthoofs died. Even the usually fertile and beautiful Shadowmoon Valley suffered a severe drought that had not happened in a century.

And the outbreak of the Red Mist Plague.

It is precisely because of those abnormal natural disasters that everyone cannot survive, and it is precisely because of the bad situation that the clans are united and the tribes are established.

You told us that it was because we didn't respect our ancestors, but Gul'dan said it more directly. He predicted that the elements abandoned us, and that the draenei were plotting to persecute the orcs. "

"We Draenei were also severely affected in those years, and our tabuk sheep also died in large numbers."

Maraad couldn't help but said:

"But even when we were also infected by the plague, we still subsidized food for some of your clans who couldn't survive! But your eyes are all blind!

Choose to be at the mercy of a bastard like Gul'dan! "

The draenei's scolding made Boo Rocks bow his head, and the old orc really couldn't refute on such a question.

"Okay, what I want to talk about today is not these hatreds."

Raising his voice, Ner'zhul interrupted Maraad's scolding, saying:

"Those natural disasters did not come out of nowhere, it was precisely because Gul'dan disrupted the elemental cycle in Dellano's world with the power of demons, which led to the natural disasters.

Listen to me, folks.

Our Dellano is a small world, and our ecosystem here is not as complete as that of Azeroth. Our world was born from the collision of elements, and the power of the elements is Dellano's "Shenzhen Pin".

After Gul'dan disrupted the elemental cycle and defeated the elemental lord, the world entered a chaotic and turbulent period. Druids, I can tell you clearly that Gorgrond's Everblooming Forest also began at that time. sluggish.

The elves who guarded there took the initiative to attack us orcs. At that time, we thought the elves who were always gentle were crazy, but I didn't know until now.

That is the natural force they serve to warn them of who the real culprit is to disturb Dellano's world.

It's a pity that the elves don't have their own language, and they can't communicate with us to pass information, which makes us miss the last chance to save ourselves. "

The old shaman coughed a few times and said:

"The Everbloom connects Dellano to the Heart of the World, which is the natural source of the world, which is weakened by the chaos of the elements, and can be re-strengthed by the same reason.

The elemental lords of Dellano made a last-ditch effort to save the world. They were angry because the orcs abused the world with fel energy. They fought a desperate battle with Gul'dan's Shadow Council in the hidden place of Shadowmoon Valley.

In the end, the traitor used the power of his demon master to corrupt the elemental lords and seal them. The location was hidden, but luckily, after a long search, I was able to locate the seal. "

Ner'zhul stood up and announced to everyone before the bonfire:

"If we want to save this world from the demons, we must release the original power of this world. When the elemental power resurgences in Dellano, the weakened Everblooming Forest will also draw strength from the power of creation to prosper again.

And the vitality it continuously gives to the heart of the world will bring Dellano back from the brink of destruction to the vanilla era in our memory!

This world will return to the green hometown in the memory of the orcs, and this time, we will no longer try to monopolize its benefits, and we will share this world with everyone who needs it.

But to open that seal, we orcs alone can't do it! "

The old shaman looked at the people in front of him. Under Bu Rocks' astonished gaze, the aging Ner'zhul knelt on one knee and begged everyone in front of him:

"The world...needs your help, folks! We would do anything to save our homeland, but we need aid from Azeroth.

We also need the help of the Draenei. Only the purest light of purification from your naaru can bring the elemental lords of Dellanor back to purity. "

Everyone fell silent, they felt Ner'zhul's sincerity and the old orc's embarrassment.

After Ner'zhul explained the relationship between the world's elements and the Everblooming Forest, the druids were naturally willing to help, but the humans seemed a little hesitant.

Turalyon and the archmages were discussing each other in low voices, and Arthas next to him looked at the indifferent General Maraad.

The little prince was very curious, would the Draenei, who had blood feuds with all the orcs, lend a helping hand in the face of such a thing?

Amidst the crackling sound of the bonfire burning and bursting, Maraad's expression was uncertain. The famous hawk commander among the Draenei didn't seem to intend to agree immediately.

Garona, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised her head and said to Maraad in Draenei:

"Lylan's greatest wish during his lifetime was to hope that Dellano would become the hometown of the Draenei, just like Argus in her memory. In her last letter to me, she wished me to live in this world

This is her dying wish.

Help them, uncle, please. "

"Don't mention that name in front of me! It will only make me hate them more!"

Maraad roared angrily.

"Lylan" was his sister's sister and the name of Garona's mother.

"Orc! I want to smash your head with a hammer now"

The Vindicator Commander stood up. He finally couldn't hold back, and shouted to Ner'zhul:

"I've longed to do this in countless dreams."

"Come on, smash it."

Ner'zhul's reaction was more direct.

Pointing to his own head, he said to Maraad:

"As long as it can make you less angry, as long as it can make you lend a helping hand."