Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 221 40. Come on, the exclamation mark lights up!

Thoradin ascended to heaven on a Pegasus.

The winged star Pegasus, carrying the heroic soul who has guarded the darkness for nearly three thousand years, flew into the rainbow bridge opened high in the sky, turned into a flying light spot, and was promoted to the Hall of Valor that all powerful warriors yearn for.

On the hillside, His Majesty Faol and the Grand Knight Dathrohan were praying.

Not just praying for Thoradin's departure.

It is more because they have seen things that only exist in legends and myths today.

The darkness hidden underground in the Tirisfal region, the rainbow bridge opened in the sky, and the golden Valkyrie still standing in front of them.

All these are proclaiming that somewhere in this world, there really exists a heaven imagined by mortals.

Coupled with the story of hell told by Bu Laike, the contrast between these two forces is of great significance to believers.

At least next time, when believers who have doubts in their hearts ask the Pope whether heaven and hell really exist, the Pope does not need to answer tactfully with the scriptures.

He can openly tell his fellow believers:

Do good, do good!

Otherwise, he would really be spurned by Odin and go to hell, and then be tortured forever by the evil Hela.

This is not an intimidation.

Rather, it is an inference based on facts.

The predecessor of the Vrykul was the family of Odin and a group of titan guardians. Odin has absolute legal control over where the souls of all the Vrykul go.

Humans are degenerated from the Vrykul, which can be regarded as a subspecies of the Vrykul.

So in theory, Odin has the final say on where human souls go after death.

It's just that the Lord of War is too stubborn and a stupid racist who favors strong and tough fighters.

He felt that human beings were too weak to be worthy of too much effort.

"Why don't you leave?"

After watching Emperor Thoradin's ascension to heaven, Laike turned his gaze to the golden Valkyrie who was still flapping her wings. Following the Valkyrie's gaze, he saw that it was falling on the round shield in his hand.

The pirate blinked, and said to the Valkyrie very bluntly:

"What? You, Val'kyr, are you going to stay here, let us treat you to a supper?"

"Mortal! Watch your tone, you are talking to Odin's messenger!"

The Valkyrie was slightly annoyed by what Bo Laike said.

The golden spear with the emblem in her hand flipped in the palm of her hand, probably thinking of teaching this rude guy a lesson.

These Valkyries were personally selected by Odin. They were the most valiant female Vrykuls. Don't expect them to have a good temper if they can step into the Hall of Valor after they die in battle.

And these guys can beat each other.

With the pirate's current rank, if he really fought, he would definitely be beaten on the ground with one hand by the golden big sister with double braids in front of him.

But the golden Valkyrie didn't do anything in the end.

She stared at the buckler in the pirate's hand, and asked softly:

"You captured this shield from Hela?"

"That's right, not only did I get this shield, but I also robbed Hela's Naglfar and killed her spirit elicitor."

Bu Laike repeated what he had said earlier.

He knocked on his shield and said to the Valkyrie in front of him:

"In your opinion, this should be considered an honor, right?"

"Ok."

The Valkyrie nodded, thumped her golden breastplate towards Bu Laike, and said seriously:

"This is a great honor!

You have done what countless heroic warriors wanted to do but couldn't. If you are a warrior, you are qualified to step into the Hall of Valor just by relying on this big victory over the traitors.

But this shield belongs to Odin, and he doesn't like others using his weapons without permission"

"So you're taking it?"

The pirate blinked and said:

"Do you want to grab it?"

"No, it's very dishonorable to snatch spoils."

The Valkyrie spread her back wings and flapped herself into the air.

Holding the spear in one hand, she said to Bo Laike condescendingly:

"I just want to remind you that what you are holding is Odin's weapon, this is a private matter between you and him, and naturally he has to resolve it himself.

And although we can't influence Odin's thinking, personally, I'm very happy to see Hela being deflated in your hands.

From today onwards, the story of your battle with Hela, the brave human pirate, will also be told in the glorious Hall of Valor.

As for your request to ask Thoradin's heroic spirit to convey to Odin, perhaps there will be a response soon.

Be patient. "

After finishing speaking, the huge Valkyrie flapped her wings, turned into a golden streamer, and disappeared into the door of the sky, and the sound of the horn reverberated again, making the door of the sky close slowly.

"call"

The pirate looked at the sky returning to the dark night starlight, then stretched out his hand to wipe his sweat, and said in a low voice:

"It's really tiring to deal with these guys who fight and slash people when they disagree with each other. A bad sentence will cause a fight. The biggest problem is that few people can beat them."

He turned his head, glanced at the pope and the grand knight who had just finished praying, and then looked to the side. After the Valkyrie left, the old lich also returned here with teleportation.

"The matter between the emperor and the gods has been dealt with, and it's time for us to talk about the matters between mortals."

Bu Laike took out the Warhammer of the Silver Hand from the Tortoise's large backpack, and placed it on the ground under his feet. The great knight of Dathrohan over there also put the Battle Sword of Stromkar in his hand under his feet.

The four looked at the two artifacts brought out from the Dark Land, and were silent for a while.

"This sword should be handed over to Marshal Lothar."

In the silence, Lich Merry leaned on the staff of the guardian and said to the other three:

"Whether it is from the perspective of blood inheritance or legal theory, it should be returned to the descendants of Emperor Thoradin after being lost for nearly three thousand years.

At present, Marshal Lothar is the only one who can be confirmed to be alive and belong to the direct descendants of Thoradin's land.

Moreover, judging from his current situation of commanding the army, attacking the tribe, and about to start a doomed tragic war, this sword should also be entrusted to him in order to exert its greatest effect. "

"I have no opinion."

Bu Laike was the first to say:

"But this sword once symbolized Wang Quan in the time of Emperor Thoradin.

In the era of the Great Emperor, folklore has it that whoever holds Stromkar is the Emperor of the Empire.

As far as I know, when the emperor abdicated, he stubbornly wanted to take the sword away, just to prevent it from falling into the hands of ambitious people and causing the empire to split.

That story has been passed down to this day.

Every human warrior knows the name of Stromkar, and every human knows the legend of Thoradin the Great.

If it is not given to an absolutely credible and convincing person, no matter which king it falls into, it will immediately trigger the Seven Kingdoms War.

Marshal Anduin Lothar is indeed the most suitable person to hold it. "

"That's right. Before Stromkar reaches Lothar's hands, news of its existence must not be spread!"

His Majesty the Pope nodded approvingly.

The tired old priest looked at the battle sword placed on the ground, twisted his beard and said:

"After defeating the orcs, what the human nations need is to recuperate, not to cause another civil war because of the high-level pursuit of power.

Saidan, you immediately return to the Holy Light's Hope Chapel and gather the Knights of the Silver Hand who are resting.

You will personally escort this sword to Khaz Modan as quickly as possible, and must deliver it to Marshal Lothar in person. "

"As you order, Your Majesty."

Dathrohan didn't care about being tired.

Reaching out his hand to take off his protective cloak that was badly damaged in the battle, wrapped Stromkar with his heart, and the old lich opened the portal to Stratholme City.

The tall paladin, wearing a helmet and holding a sword in his arms, strode into the portal, and at the moment of leaving, he turned to look at Boo Laike.

He looked at the pirate who hadn't dealt with him very much before, and said softly:

"Thank you, Drake Jr. Your father would be proud of you if he knew what you did."

"Then do me a favor and don't let him know."

Boo Laike, smoking a pipe, replied.

The great knight nodded regretfully, and his figure disappeared into the light curtain of the portal. Through the light curtain, he could vaguely see the bustling city of Stratholme.

The next moment, the portal closed, and the light dissipated into spots of light.

But in the pirate's eyes, there was a gleam of "planning", but it was fleeting. He coughed twice, turned around with the little murloc in his arms, and looked at the two people behind him.

And the Silver Hand Warhammer placed in front of him.

He said:

"Your Majesty, you have seen with your own eyes how this warhammer, left by the god Tyr, restrains evil things.

Since it can be used by the power of the Holy Light, it should belong to the Church of the Holy Light. This can be regarded as a trivial contribution to the Church by me, the "Temple Assassin". "

In the face of Bo Laike's words, the Pope did not express his opinion on the self-proclaimed "Templar Assassin" of Bo Laike this time.

It was as if he acquiesced.

Sure enough, everyone has a price in their hearts.

If you find it difficult to deal with a person, it must be that the price you give is not enough.

His Majesty stretched out his hand and touched the handle of the war hammer. The power of the holy light was injected into it, making the simple carvings on the war hammer emit a golden shimmer.

It was a warm, healing, holy light.

But the next moment, the pope said in a puzzled tone:

"This god's weapon seems to be different. Compared with when I awakened it just now, it seems to be missing something."

"Because the gods are dead, the darkness will dissipate, and after completing the mission, the last divine power left by God Tyr in the weapon will also dissipate. This is a very normal thing, Your Majesty."

The old lich explained professionally:

"Just like the Atiesh staff in my hand, after the death of the astral mage Medivh, the power of the dark gods left on it quickly dissipated.

That is not a power that mortals can control.

Its dispersal is a good thing for the Church.

This means that you can bestow this relic on a loyal grand knight without worrying about the aftereffects of unmanipulable power. "

"Well, that's true."

Feeling the holy power reverberating and rolling in the holy object, the Pope said:

"The dissipation of the divine power has not affected the power of this sacred object. In addition to the five holy deeds, the church has gained another power that can shelter hope. This is the gift of the holy light.

Thank you Holy Light. "

Bu Laike waited for Pope Faol's speech to end, looked at each other with the old Lich, and then took the initiative to speak:

"Your Majesty, I noticed that after you personally felt the dark power from the abyss in the catacombs, you have been frowning.

And when I told about the past of Tirisfal, you seemed very interested in the seductive darkness of that story. The knight who got in the way because of his heart for justice has already left.

Let's talk about these dark things.

You are the most devout Holy Light Walker, so it is impossible to actively pursue the power in the shadows.

Then I might as well make a bold guess. "

The pirate looked at the Pope's old cheek.

He said softly:

"Have you heard of or come into contact with similar powers before? This made you restless when you embarked on this journey?

Could it be that you have a premonition of some disturbing signs? "

"Why do you think so, Drake Jr."

The pope glanced at the pirate, and said softly:

"Did you collect any clues?"

"I did encounter a similar force in Duskwood on my way from Booty Bay to Karazhan."

Bu Laike looked into the Pope's eyes and said frankly:

"And as far as I know, after the fall of the Stormwind Kingdom, not everyone evacuated to the northern border with Marshal Lothar and His Highness Varian.

There are also many rebels active in the land occupied by orcs.

The Twilight Forest was their stronghold, and the orcs didn't dare to go in. It was safe for those rebels to hide there. Perhaps, they thought they were safe.

Your Majesty, you deliberately dismissed Grand Knight Dathrohan, probably because you didn't want him to know some frightening secrets.

You fear those secrets will interfere with the Grand Knight's faith.

But I'm a shadowrunner, and I have no faith that can be destroyed.

Now I am the 'Temple Assassin' appointed by you personally, and I have presented two tributes to the Holy Light, which proved my ability, so if you need me to do things for you or the church.

You can tell.

You just have to tell me where to go and who to kill.

And how much to kill.

My blade and my fleet stand ready to serve the Light. "

(end of this chapter)