Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1664 32. The Call of Duty Begins

"Can Zenidar's Beacon of Light be released remotely?"

On the broken floating island at the edge of Mac'Aree, Bu Laike sat smoking a pipe in a dangerous place on the edge of the floating island, and said to Mograine who was leaning on a big sword and waiting for the signal:

"Is this how you travel across different battlefields in different worlds?"

"Ok."

The Archbishop of the Legion of Holy Light nodded.

He moved his neck full of light casting tattoos wearily, and whispered:

"The Zenidar is driven by the power of Zela, and the ancestor Naaru possesses the characteristic of 'light', which allows the spaceship to advance at the speed of light among the stars, and when summoned, casts a beacon of light regardless of the distance between the worlds.

But this kind of summoning authority is only available to commanders above the second-level commander of the Holy Light Legion, and no more than three can be summoned at the same time.

Although Zela is powerful, her strength is also limited.

But Laike, I am in a very complicated mood now. After breaking the seal of the light in my heart, I don't know how to face Zela. "

The Grand Duke hesitated, deciding to show his weakness in front of the pirates.

He whispered:

"I have to admit, I am very angry at Zela's suppression of my emotions, she is basically bewitching me.

But I can't forget that she commanded the Legion of Light to rescue me from the captivity of the devil, and she also gave me a great mission to protect me and fight against evil in different horizons, and gave me the responsibility for this world. An opportunity for the stars to pay their strengths.

My rage is demanding that I have a hatred for Zela.

But my reason is telling me that I should be grateful to Zela for helping me.

Without her, I might have succumbed to the demons, bewitched and tormented by them.

I'm in a dilemma. "

"Ha, are you seeking psychological counseling from me?"

Bu Laike crossed his legs, snapped his fingers and said:

"You're asking for help from a real Old God? It's not polite to say that, but are you crazy?"

"I just thought you could help me."

Mograine shook his head and said:

"It is the right choice to seek help from a wise man when you encounter difficulties."

"Well, this flattery is not bad, I appreciate it."

Bu Laike laughed, flicked his burning pipe, looked at the broken sky above his head, and said:

"I want to clarify something with you, Mograine.

I don't hate Zela.

The reason I resist her is because she clearly has the ability to see through fate but chooses to become a fool who believes in fate and is willing to sacrifice everything for a wrong idea.

Other than that, I don't have any other hatred for Zela. On the contrary, this Mother of Light is the most sincere guy I have ever met. I can be sure that everything Zela does is from the heart.

She has no selfishness in protecting you. From this point of view, she can be regarded as the most perfect creation born in the Holy Light.

She shelters all the beings she meets that can be protected regardless of the cost, and she even sends her power across the stars to those who need it.

Such as the former Varian Wrynn.

There's no need to hold a grudge against a guy who's too nice to hate. You can tell Zela exactly what you think, maybe she will sincerely apologize to you.

In fact, before I brought you to Mac'Aree, Zela already knew the consequences of this business, and she didn't choose to stop me. "

The pirate glanced at Mograine, who exhaled a hot smoke ring and said:

"Zera knows that she is going to die, she is a Chitnaru who can see through fate, she has most likely seen her own dead future, but she will not resist this fate.

She also hoped to hand over the Legion of Holy Light that she built to a commander who could make her feel at ease, so she didn't stop me from breaking your spiritual suppression.

She may hope that you can make a choice based on your heart, whether to inherit this considerable legacy of the Holy Light. "

"I?"

Mograine blinked in surprise, and said:

"Why me? The Holy Light Legion also has archbishops and warriors in other star fields. I am nothing compared to those warriors who have fought against evil for tens of thousands of years."

"It's not you! It's the world you represent."

Bu Laike corrected seriously:

"Zera chose Azeroth.

She has silently observed our world for countless years, and she has made a decision. Your inheritance of the Legion of Light's power will mean that Azeroth will truly border on the realm of the Light.

That means you become a voice for the living beings of the world of Azeroth in the realm of the Light.

To be honest, it's a great honor.

You should be familiar with the fighting style of the Legion of the Light. You don't think Zera sacrificed so much to save you from the devil's cage just because you are a devout believer? "

"Is that so?"

The Grand Duke fell silent, and after a few seconds he said:

"Then do you think I should accept it?"

"Uh, if you still ask for my opinion on such a choice, then I think you should refuse."

The pirate rolled his eyes and said:

"You can't let Zela rest assured that this means that she has handed over the future of the Holy Light Legion to the hands of an ancient god. Do you think this is appropriate?"

"Uh, well, I see what you mean."

The Grand Duke himself laughed, feeling ashamed of his weakness just now, he sighed and said:

"I will speak to His Majesty Faol about this."

After finishing speaking, Mograine glanced at the sparkling crystal in his hand, and he lifted the crystal high. Surrounded by fine light spots, a ray of golden light fell from the sky and precisely hit the archbishop.

The triangular light-forged metal block quickly spread out, forming a teleportation beacon.

The pirate whistled and was the first to go in.

Mograine summoned the Holy Lightwalkers behind him to also step into it. At this moment, Captain Faria grabbed Mograine's wrist.

At this time, this once extremely resolute female warrior showed a rare posture of weakness. Mograine looked at her, especially the dim to shattered mark of holy light on her forehead.

He looked at the Holy Light Blades behind him again.

Everyone's eyes were full of apprehension just like Faria's.

During their journey in Mac'Aree, they saw what Zerah didn't want them to see, they understood the cycle of light and shadow, and they lost the firm belief they once had.

This made them fearful of returning to the Legion of Light.

Perhaps it was because no one wanted to go back to the previous situation of being bewitched and suppressed, or maybe it was because they felt that they had betrayed Zela's teachings.

Mograine felt that he should say something at this time.

He pursed his lips, stretched out his hand and patted Faria's shoulder, pointed to the heart of Lula lifted up by the two Holy Light Blades, and said:

"We are not traitors, brothers.

We just chose another way of the Holy Light, which is not a betrayal of our faith. The Holy Light that is still shining on us proves that we are still pure as before.

Don't be afraid of the next journey, the Holy Light will continue to guide us, and I, I will continue to lead you!

We should know that our war is not over yet.

everyone.

Shaped by past suffering and wars, will we stop because of confusion? Will the blade of your sword be weakened by seeing the truth?

Zela taught us to persevere, and Lula taught us to be brave, and we will continue to do the right thing, as before.

follow me! Bros.

Our war is calling. "

After finishing speaking, the Archbishop took Captain Faria's hand and walked into the Beacon of Holy Light. The anxious Lightcasting Hoof Girl felt the warmth and firmness from Mograine's hands, and she also mustered up the courage to walk in there. In the group light.

The rest of the Holy Light Blades looked at me and I looked at you, they reached out to touch Lula's heart, listened to the surrounding song of courage, then straightened their waists and strode into the beacon.

Until the little stars that recorded everything with the dwarf camera also disappeared in the light.

The road sign that fell temporarily also closed again, turning into a stream of light and disappearing into the sky with a whoosh just like when it came.

This kind of teleportation across the star sea is much more oppressive to life than the teleportation technique released by mages, even the powerful and tough Holy Light Blades will feel the pressure.

But Bo Laike apparently felt nothing.

He strolled around inside the resplendent Zenidar battleship, and gave the gentlest smile to every light-forged warrior he met, but those guys who looked at the pirates would look terrified as if they had seen a ghost run away as well.

Apparently, the hideous abyss hidden in the handsome body of pirates cannot be concealed from these light-swearers, and they will also be shocked in their hearts by seeing taboo things in the field of holy light.

This makes the pirates feel very boring.

In my heart, I keep complaining that these holy light walkers are too rude. When others smile at you, you should respond with a smile. Even if you face an abyss smile that can make you go crazy in an instant, you have to maintain a decent face.

"Ah, look at my poor Lothaxson, even the corpses are blown up."

On the way from the gangway of the Zenidar to the weird temple built on the broken small star in front of him, the sharp-eyed Bu Laike suddenly saw the "victim" being mourned by the members of the Holy Light Corps.

It is said that the Holy Light Demon King stepped on a vicious trap during this battle and died in this remote place. The Dread Demon Kings have no real flesh and blood, and they will only leave their own armor after death. as the last trace.

This is the case in front of Los Saxon.

All that remained was a piece of light-forged armor that had been blown up by the fel trap, and a few Holy Light warriors were silently mourning around.

In other words, where will the soul of this holy fear demon king return after death?

You can't still go to twist the void to resurrect, can you?

Then you can't be killed by other demons again?

With such questions in mind, the pirate strolled into the Netherlight Temple in front of him.

This thing is a fairly standard Draenei architectural style, but it is somewhat confusing to build in a broken star ring in the star sea not far from the world of Argus.

However, according to what Bu Laike learned from the Dreadlord, this temple should be a temporary foothold for Velen after he escaped from Argus with the Draenei.

Here they fought a battle with demons, and even the stars were wiped out.

Well, the Draenei back then were really full of martial arts to the point of bursting.

After the demons destroyed this small star body, the broken star ring remained, but it is also a strange thing that this temple did not perish in the world collapse.

For a long time after that, it was used as a research point by the demons, it is said that it was to study the secret of Naaru's corruption.

That's right.

When Velen fled with his people, another naaru was captured by the demon in order to protect them, but it was a "little naaru", an ordinary naaru.

It can't be compared with the ancestor Naaru like Zela.

Bu Laike secretly changed positions and placed the "prisoners" he had brought back from the Shadow Realm here, and cooperated with the Dreadlord internally and externally to complete the planned battle.

As for where the little Naaru, who was captured and tortured by the demon, was now transferred, the pirate didn't care.

"Sin! Terrible sin!"

Just as the pirates walked into the Netherlight Temple, which had been under martial law, a cold scold came from above the Dark Temple. Laike turned his head and saw a crazy jigsaw puzzle howling and rushing towards him.

The blazing holy light wrapped around that guy is like a scorching light bomb, and the strength of this guy can be judged from the concentration of the holy light alone.

But her mental state seems to be very unstable.

Such a "suicide attack" certainly couldn't hit Bo Laike, the pirate easily dodged with a whoosh, and the naaru who howled "sin" slammed into the ground of the temple, knocking a big hole there.

"Hey! Zela, mind your crazy friend, okay?"

Bu Laike, who appeared in mid-air, yelled at the Mother of Light who rushed over, and Zela had to apologize to him:

"I'm sorry, Lord Bo Laike, my ancient compatriot Zlari has been tortured for too long and has caused irreversible damage to her mind. I am doing my best to heal her."

"Crazy people should be put in cages. Don't you still have a lot of confinement cabins on your spaceship?"

Pirates complained:

"It's not a good idea to let her such a powerful lunatic run around, get her away quickly, I have to talk to my Xingsheng brothers about important things, don't disturb us!"

After finishing speaking, Laike straightened his clothes in an arrogant posture, and steered the wind to land beside Xingsheng who was collecting information in the depths of the temple.

According to Mograine, there were more than one Star Saint who suddenly appeared in the Void Light Temple.

But these absolutely sensible guys would not waste any time, so when Bu Laike arrived, the only star saint left here was His Excellency Algalon, who had met him once.

The unlucky Star Saint, who had been beaten up by Laike and the titan guardians in Ulduar, looked down at him when he noticed Boo Laike coming.

He also noticed the changes in Bu Laike, especially the hidden face of the abyss that Algalon couldn't help touching the Xinghai dagger at his waist.

But the rational Xingsheng quickly suppressed his desire to attack.

He said to the pirate in that very distinctive hollow voice:

"Your running on the Void Road is worrying, have you noticed? Your balance is out of balance, which is very dangerous."

"I know, I'm doing my best to make up for it."

The pirate shrugged. He didn't want to waste time on this matter, so he asked:

"I heard you brought news about the Titan's Soul?"

"Ok!"

When this question was mentioned, the star saint who can travel through the stars immediately became serious, and he said to the pirate very seriously:

"After I left Ulduar, I rushed to the secret meeting point among the Star Saints to summon my compatriots. I shared the current situation with them and asked them to help us.

Thankfully, most of my brethren retain their allegiance to the Pantheon, and I have amassed a modest army.

And in this party, I also got something unexpected.

Among the star saints, the most independent, most mysterious, and most powerful compatriot, Legron, did not show up. It is said that he was attracted by the fate of the world on the other side, and had crossed the curtain of life and death to observe there.

But he foresaw the upheaval in the physical world, and commissioned one of my kind to bring me a very important message about the soul of a titan lost in the Twisting Nether.

From the message sent by Legron, I have deciphered the whereabouts of Lord Ionar, the life titan and mother of all things. "

Algalon said seriously:

"We can't waste any more time, we must immediately go to the depths of the Twisting Nether to rescue Lord Ionar who is hiding in the shelter.

Although she doesn't want us to risk it for her, she proposes a dangerous plan, saying that she is willing to serve as a target to attract Aggramar, creating an opportunity for me to raid the weakened demon stronghold of Argus. "

"Just listen to this idiot's remarks. It seems that the Titans are not all that smart. So, who is the enemy?"

Bo Laike was playing with a shadow light knife, and asked a professional and cold question.

Algalon sighed and said:

"Unfortunately, it is Aggramar himself that we have to face, and this is the second important news from my trip.

Aggramar secretly left Argus to capture the titan's soul in the sanctuary of the Twisting Nether.

The world of Argus is currently the emptiest state, only the Deceiver and its legion are sitting here, we saw the polluter fleet returning to Argus on the way.

So if you have any plans of attack, you'd better carry them out before Aggramar returns. "

(end of this chapter)