Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 215 34. Your Majesty, Please Give Me A Word For Odin

Chapter 215 34. Your Majesty, please give me a word for Odin

It was 2,800 years ago, at the beginning of the troll war, that the human kingdom was truly unified from the period of the barbarian tribes to form an empire and a civilization in the true sense.

For humans whose average lifespan is less than 100 years old, this is already an extremely long time.

It's just that the great unification of human civilization after defeating the trolls was embarrassingly unable to last even one generation.

After the mysterious disappearance of Emperor Thoradin in his later years, the short-term unity of the empire ushered in a big split. Without trolls as external enemies, human beings, like all other intelligent life forms, began to look for enemies within.

After the chaos broke out, the various tribes stuck to the city-state system and were vigilant against everyone nearby.

As the veterans who followed Thoradin the Great passed away in time, human civilization entered the age of kings again.

It has continued until now, forming the pattern of the Seven Kingdoms.

It stands to reason that with the characteristics of short-lived human beings, it is impossible for a character like Thoradin who existed 2,800 years ago to be completely and truly recorded.

But the problem is that next to human civilization, there is also an elf kingdom of immortality.

To the elves, 2800 years is nothing more than a generation.

The Sun King Anasterian, who fought side by side with Emperor Thoradin against the forest trolls, is still sitting safely on the throne of Silvermoon City.

Therefore, it does not matter that human beings cannot remember their ancestors.

The elves will help them remember.

To this day, elf painters continue to paint portraits of the alliance between Emperor Thoradin and the Sun King, and the paintings of the high elves are not only artistic, but also realistic.

They will make a little artistic modification to the painted characters, but generally they will not change the appearance and characteristics of the people in the painting.

Such paintings will be given as gifts by the elves to the kings and bishops of human civilization. In the cathedral of Stratholme City, there are many portraits depicting Emperor Thoradin.

There are images from youth, middle age, and old age before abdication.

As for the Lich Meri Dongfeng, he personally fought against the forest trolls with the Emperor back then. Therefore, the moment the ghost that rushed out of the lake appeared, the old Lich and His Majesty the Pope recognized him immediately.

That is the only emperor of mankind, His Majesty Thoradin who mysteriously disappeared at the end of his reign 2,800 years ago!

He was wearing black armor.

It's not very gorgeous, but it has a warrior style, and still has some fierce features of the Vrykul, such as the shape of a black wolf on the shoulder armor and breastplate.

This is the symbol of Emperor Thoradin. According to the human epic, Emperor Thoradin's nickname is "Black Wolf".

It is said that when he established the empire and chose the capital, he hesitated for a while, and finally in a dream, he was guided to the plain southeast of Tirisfal by his father wearing black wolf fur.

He went there according to the guide, and found a wandering black wolf there, so he made up his mind to build a city on that land.

That is the origin of Stromgarde, the first fortified city of human civilization.

The human emperor in front of the four of them was extremely tall. The great knight Dathrohan was born in the Alterac Mountains, and he was already powerful, but in front of the emperor, he was a quarter lower.

Standing on the water, the ghost of Emperor Thoradin was twice as big as a normal human, but smaller than an orthodox vrykul.

"The legend is true."

Bu Laike whispered beside the old lich:

"Emperor Thoradin has the purest barbarian blood, and his real title should be the king of barbarians."

"Hush!"

The old lich silenced him and said:

"Emperor Thoradin doesn't like other people whispering in front of the battle. I saw him whipping unruly soldiers when I was young. You'd better behave yourself."

After finishing speaking, the old lich straightened his robes, stepped forward, and shouted loudly to Emperor Thoradin who was watching them vigilantly on the water:

"Merry Winterwind, Captain of the Third Battle Squad of the Stromgarde Arcanists, salutes you! Your Majesty. Long live Stromgarde!"

This is Meri's military rank and troop name during the Troll War.

"Merry Winterwind? I remember you."

The ghost of the emperor standing on the water froze for a moment, then looked at the old Lich, and said:

"You once died heroically in the battle against the trolls. You killed hundreds of trolls by yourself, and you were praised by the warriors. And because of your feats and fierce battles, you were honored by my old friend Anastas." The arcanists under Rian's command were resurrected.

I remember that you ended up living in seclusion in the city-state of Dalaran founded by the wise Ardogan.

Tell me, mage, how is my friend Ardogan? "

"Your Majesty, the founder of Dalaran Castle, Archmage Ardogan, has long since passed away."

The old lich responded softly:

"That was 2,700 years ago."

Hearing this, the emperor's ghost immediately fell silent. In the silence, the pirate rolled his eyes, strode forward, and shouted loudly:

"On behalf of the Kingdom of Kul Tiras, Drake Proudmoore, I salute you! His Majesty Thoradin."

"Kul Tiras?"

This audience awakened Thoradin from his contemplation. He looked up and down at Bu Laike and said:

"When I abdicated, Kul Tiras was only the name of a coastal outpost that brave Colonel Arom Vik Reiss led his people to reclaim.

So, during this long period of time, did the pioneers also establish a kingdom? "

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Bu Laike responded loudly:

"Although the empire you established has fallen and collapsed over time, your descendants have not stopped at the territory demarcated by the predecessors. Although human civilization is not yet unified.

But our civilization has spread across this continent.

And began to immigrate to the Northrend continent, which is full of air, to reclaim wasteland, just like the indomitable ancestors under your rule.

Your sons and descendants have greatly expanded the territory of your empire in wars and conflicts.

We are also about to defeat powerful invaders from another world and prove our strength to other civilizations in this world. The fire of civilization you ignited and the courage you left us have never dissipated from our blood vessels and bodies.

We are proud to announce it to you today.

We have not disappointed you, Your Majesty. "

The sonorous and powerful words of these words made Emperor Thoradin, who was still immersed in the vicissitudes of the world just now, cheer up immediately.

The king of barbarians laughed, and turned his attention to the other two.

He looked at Faol and said:

"The faith of the Lordaeronites has not dissipated, as tough as your ancestors, my most trusted comrade-in-arms, Lordaeron.

Not bad!

and you

Your body flows with the blood of Ignaeus, the most valiant warrior leader of my time! "

Emperor Thoradin looked at the Dathrohan knight half kneeling in front of him, and he asked loudly:

"Descendants of the mountain people, tell me, are you still standing in the bitter cold territory of the Alteranchi clan like your ancestors, always guarding against the invasion of forest trolls for the people?"

"We still dwell in the land of our ancestors, my lord!"

Dathrohan also responded loudly:

"The bitter cold wind of the Alterac Mountains forged our unyielding will. For thousands of years, our people have stood there, fulfilling your garrison orders back then.

But we have let you down.

That cowardly man who called himself king of that land surrendered to our enemies and nearly ruined our civilization.

It was the first fall in millennia of the unyielding Alterac Mountains.

We incompetent descendants have brought shame to the name of our ancestors. "

"Shame? No, Ignaius would never use that word."

Emperor Thoradin shook his head, he looked at Dathrohan who was full of guilt in his voice, and said:

"In our time, forest trolls have crossed the Alterac Mountains several times.

But Ignaeus and his Alteranchi savages would repay the cannibals ten times and a hundred times the humiliation brought to them by the trolls every time.

When the blood of trolls drips from his blade, and when his enemies flee, all humiliation will be repaid.

If you're feeling ashamed, it's time to take action!

The shame will eventually be washed away.

Use the life of the enemy!

Or your blood.

But we can talk about that later.

I know that you are here today to explore the dark secrets of this underground area. I have been here for nearly three thousand years, just to ensure that no one will make the mistakes I made back then. "

The emperor's ghost pointed to the dark and ominous lake floating behind him, and he said to the four people in front of him:

"The god Tyr fell here, but his old enemy is still alive. I made a terrible mistake and almost destroyed all the efforts of a god.

For more than 2,000 years, I have guarded here, and I dare not relax my vigilance at all times, for fear that the monster released by me will rush out of the ground and devour the world.

If you want to enter it, you must be prepared to be buried here as I am. "

"That's why we're here, Your Majesty."

The pirate patted his chest and said:

"When I was exploring the overseas land, I accidentally discovered the same dark seal as the Tirisfal region, which was a disaster that spread all over the world.

It is a harbinger of the end for all civilizations.

I brought three strong men here to take over your unfinished business and completely eliminate the disaster before it erupts.

For this, I also brought this. "

As he spoke, Laike took out the large round shield used by Odin from his luggage. The moment it appeared, its old surface was immediately startled by the dark power emanating from the lake.

Circles of flowing light were shaped into runes, flowing around the round shield.

Bu Laike reached out and knocked on the large shield, which was not astonishing in appearance, but actually had extraordinary power. He looked at the Emperor Thoradin in front of him, and said:

"I guess His Majesty should have seen similar things in these years, or heard some voices from the sky, right?"

"Indeed there are."

Thoradin the Great was a warrior of barbarian blood.

He is not as particular about etiquette as the current human kings. In fact, in all fairness, the emperor's speaking style and tone are somewhat rude.

Facing Bu Laike's inquiry, he did not hide anything, and said directly:

"When I fought that monster to the end, struck the final blow with my sacrifice, and was crushed to pieces by that monster, I heard a voice.

That should be a god of war.

He calls himself Odin, Lord of War.

He told me that he saw my strength, but he cared more about my inexhaustible courage. He said that with a mortal body, I had achieved a miracle that countless warriors under the Pantheon had failed to do.

He said I was qualified.

He invited me to the glorious golden sanctuary of Valarjar to join his army of heroes.

Fight for the whole world and a greater mission.

I am willing to go.

But I can't go. "

The emperor spread his hands and said helplessly:

"Although that monster was driven to death by me, it may not have the concept of 'death' at all, its dark spirit is as powerful as its cursed body.

For more than two thousand years, I have been stuck here by it.

Can't rest in peace.

It is also impossible to go to the temple of thousands of warriors. "

"But you will be freed from curse and duty today."

Bu Laike tapped the shield in his hand again, and he said:

"We will kill that monster for you, relieve your worries, and let you embark on the road to the Hall of Valor.

Perhaps a beautiful and majestic Valkyrie will greet you, stepping into the golden paradise reserved only for warriors.

I will also implore you to take a few words for me to the god of war, the chief administrator, His Excellency Odin, about the war and conflict between me and his naughty daughter.

About the 'personal grievance' between me and Hella.

I don't ask for His help.

I just want him to know that there is a mortal fighting against his enemies and has won.

In fact, this is one of the most important purposes for me to travel through mountains and rivers and come here. "

(end of this chapter)

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