Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 800 131. The Eve of the War

The old Pope arrived in Brennadam on time at noon the next day.

Although His Majesty Fao has always wanted to maintain the simple style he has adhered to for many years, his "strength" really does not allow him to be so low-key.

When I was in Drustvar before, there were already many people who spontaneously followed Faol, but this time when I came to Stormsong Valley, the enthusiasm of the local believers of the Holy Light made the old Pope amazed.

The number of believers following his convoy has reached nearly a thousand people, and there are some private soldiers of small lords in front of him to clear the way for him. Leading the most elite cavalry of Kul Tiras, he acted as a pawn for the Pope.

This journey has been turbulent, not to mention covert actions, the pope will attract a group of believers to watch even when he has a meal.

Frankly speaking, the old pope didn't dislike being watched all the time. It wasn't that he liked to live under the gaze of others, but that he really felt the "gospel" of the Holy Light in Kul Tiras.

Even though the Church of Storms has been controlling the overall faith of this island country for many years, the Holy Light, which has been rooted here more than two thousand years ago, has not surrendered its people.

On the contrary, because of the all-round suppression of the Church of the Storm, these dwindling believers have a kind of common hatred and extreme unity that the followers of the Holy Light on the mainland do not have.

This time, the holy light parade carried out by the old pope in various parts of Kul Tiras made these people who stick to their faith cheer even more.

Just like the new year.

Although no one presided over it, the believers miraculously reached an agreement that they would use this parade of holy light to show their existence to the local Church of Storms.

Although there is not a complete diocese, although it is torn apart by the believers of the Church of Storms, and although it is about to be rejected as heresy, the way of the Holy Light has not died on this land!

This expression of tenacity and stubbornness made the Pope deeply moved. What he saw and heard along the way also dispelled the hesitation in his heart and made him more determined.

He is the leader of the Holy Light in the world.

He leads his people like a king above faith. When the people have not given up and are still resisting, he cannot take the lead in retreating anyway, let alone bow to the darkness that threatens righteousness.

"This is the will of the Holy Light. It allows me to see, it allows me to lead, and it gives me courage."

Therefore, after arriving at the temporary residence in Brennadam City, when meeting Datholhan, Braike, and Kaldorei's representative Ms. Nasa and Archdruid Shane Moonclaw, Alonsos Fa That was the first thing O said.

This has basically declared the old Pope's attitude.

Go to war!

Or more generally, fuck the Church of the Storm!

"This is so good, I thought I was going to have another tirade with you."

Bo Laike smiled unabashedly.

Nasa next to her also let out a sigh of relief, and the archdruid Shawn Moonclaw nodded frequently.

Kaldorei is very powerful, but after all, this is a human territory separated from the kingdom of the moon god by an endless sea, and the glory of the moon god is very weak here.

If there was no Church of the Holy Light standing up to resist damage and pull hatred, even if their actions were successful, they would only be able to suppress the momentum of the Church of the Storm, but would not be able to completely eradicate this cancer.

We all know that the counterattack of a wounded beast is the most dangerous.

"In this case, let's talk about specific actions."

Dathrohan made a gesture of "please". On the table of this temporary residence, a map has been placed, which records all the efforts of the Uncrowned for this period of time.

It uses various logos of different colors to paint the ground of Stormsong Valley colorfully.

And behind the old Pope, the frowning knight Uther was sitting there, flipping through the "Chronicles of the Storm Church" compiled by Shaw himself. Under this harmless name, there is the secret of SI7. The leader of the department, starting from his own professional field, explained the dark nature of the Church of Storms.

This book has also passed through Old Garni's "garbage dump network", marked top secret and sent back to the Kingdom of Stormwind for King Varian Wrynn to read.

Because the Kingdom of Stormwind invited the Kul Tirans to help build a navy, there are still a small group of sea sages active in the current Stormwind City.

While Shaw and his friends declared war on the Church of Storms in Stormsong Valley, Stormwind City must also act at the same time to eradicate the sea xian's cancer before it takes root in the eastern continent.

"This circle, from the Shrine of Storms to the coast of the Holy Land of Tides, is divided by the Strait of Sailor's Shore, and all the islands on the entire sea are the core area of ​​the Church of Storms.

I don't need to emphasize the danger of this place. "

Bu Laike drew a circle on the map in front of him, and said to the surrounding people:

"The evil masters of the sea sages focus their sight here, and any outsiders who enter it will be 'seen' by it. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for us to launch any type of infiltration or surprise attack in this place.

As long as we go in, we will be spotted by Hai Xian immediately.

Therefore, this area is the 'decisive battle zone', and we can only set foot here after we have finished cleaning up other areas. The method of clearing N'Zoth's gaze is already in my hands, and my people will sound the horn of the decisive battle when the time comes.

But we still have a lot to do before fighting them. "

Having said that, the pirate paused. He looked at Ms. Nasa beside him, clicked on the map, and said:

"During this time, the assassins under my command have traveled the entire Stormsong Valley under the leadership of my mentor and friends, but they have not found any traces of the prisoners of the Watcher.

So I have enough reason to judge that your companions should also be imprisoned in the depths of the Old God's territory.

It was a very scary place.

Although it's a bit unlucky to say so, I still hope that you prepare for the worst. If you really want to face each other with swords, you'd better do it quickly, so as not to let your companions suffer more pain. "

"Will not."

Nasa wearing the owl helmet said coldly:

"Elune is protecting his Black Moonwalkers. I don't think there is any evil in this world that can defeat the protection of the Moon God. They must still insist!"

"Well, it seems that you are very optimistic, which is very good. Maintaining this kind of good attitude is very important when fighting in N'Zoth's territory."

Bu Laike didn't argue either, but just commented quietly.

In his heart, she didn't think that the captured watchmen could still be intact. After all, the watchmen were not without precedents of being corrupted.

A Warden like Maiev would almost go mad and do horrible things, let alone anyone else.

The Wardens are Azeroth's best in every way, but they are not invincible.

"Your Majesty, this area is the second most dangerous area after the core area of ​​the Temple of Storms."

The magic eyeball on Bo Laike's shoulder turned to look at the old pope. His finger moved to the mountains in the northeast of the map, drew a circle there, and focused again.

Say:

"I have already investigated there, and in the fortress of the sea sages, something dark is being summoned to the material world. As long as the tide sage gives an order, it will cause disaster in the material world.

The good news is that in its physical form, it's the dark thing we saw when we first confronted the Abyss, so you're well aware of its weaknesses. "

Hearing what Bo Laike said, the old pope frowned.

He looked at the pirate and said:

"The evil thing we have purified is a weak abyss evil god, and it also..."

"That's my bad news."

Bu Laike shrugged and said to the Pope:

"This end of Stormsong Valley will probably come out in its prime, and I'll try to nerf it, but it's definitely going to be an uphill battle, and I don't have many options at my disposal.

But fortunately, the warriors of the Holy Light already have two Titan artifacts in their hands. If they cooperate properly, they can complete the beheading of the war messenger of the ancient god before the tide of flesh and blood descends and pollutes the entire valley. "

"We'll do it."

The Pope didn't say much. He drew a religious symbol on his chest, and glanced at Dathrohan, who had a firm gaze, and Uther, the Lightbringer who stood up behind him without anger.

He said in a deep voice:

"We have to do it!"

"very good."

Bo Laike nodded, very satisfied with the Pope's firmness.

"But what about Haixians?"

Nasa asked:

"You only assigned actions against the ancient god's messenger and the ancient god's territory, but you didn't say much about the plan on how to break through the Temple of Storms.

You said it yourself, unless the tainted dark fortress is captured, and N'Zoth's evil disciples in the material world are not defeated, we will not be able to penetrate into the land of the abyss. "

"I'll come to that place myself."

Bu Laike moved his wrist and said to the people around:

"I have always, in any cooperative action, always taken the lead and carried the most dangerous missions for my fellows, which is a symbol of my nobility and fearless courage.

I will play the victorious song of counterattack with my own hands, and I will complete the handling of personal grievances between me and the Haixians with my own hands.

I will surprise them.

This is my humble service to the Supreme Luna and the Blazing Light, and I believe I will be well rewarded for this contribution

Uh, just kidding, don't make such a bad face, I won't ask you for more money. "

The pirate stroked the battle map in his hand, he said:

"You are willing to give face, are willing to participate in this war, and are willing to help me destroy this cancer, which is already giving me face. People like me who restrain greed will not ask you for more rudely.

I can only humblely long for the goddess of victory to pull back the corners of her skirt to me. "

"What time?"

Shaun Moonpaw, the old druid who had been watching Bo Laike all this time, asked suddenly:

"Starting tomorrow, the city of Brennadam will hold two celebrations in a row, so when will the operation start at the end of the crowning ceremony of Princess Kul Tiras?"

"No, it's too late after the ceremony."

Bu Laike shook his head and said:

"The premise of fighting is that we show the true face of the Church of Storms to the nobles of Kul Tiras and foreign envoys. If we can't even do this, then the actions that were originally in the name of justice and light will become a mess. A despicable assassination.

That would be the end of it.

I don't care about my reputation, anyway, my profession determines that I won't be popular in Kul Tiras, but my friends of the Holy Light are shameful.

But don't worry, I've been prepared for this one too.

Is there anything else to ask?

If there are no problems, everyone can disperse and go back to prepare separately. "

Wardens and Druids have no problem.

The purpose of their trip is very pure, to save lives.

Seeing that the pirates were so confident, Nasa and Moonpaw didn't ask too much. After confirming some details, they turned and left.

After the two night elves left, the Pope glanced at the map and asked in a low voice:

"I learned from Saidan that the Church of the Storm is also planning an attack on Dai Lin himself, and this is the news I got from you.

But there is no preparation for this link in your war plan.

I ask you, Bo Laike, are you ready to give up Daelin and let him fall into the hands of darkness? "

"Do you want me to save him? He is the king of Kul Tiras, the commander of the Armada, the man who swore to conquer the sea, and a powerful legendary warrior.

Each of these identities proves that he is capable enough to save himself.

He doesn't need help from others.

Let alone being saved by a lowly, poor pirate. "

Bu Laike took a sip of his wine and asked in a puzzled tone:

"Your Majesty the Pope, are you planning to be a peacemaker and preside over me to recognize his father and son? Is this also the mission that the Holy Light told you? No way, is your Holy Light so idle?

Have time to pay attention to my family affairs? "

"Don't be so pushy, Boo Laike, I'm just making a suggestion."

Faol wasn't angry.

He gently persuaded:

"But maybe this can really be the best chance for you and him to settle down. After all, you are relatives, and your blood is your constant bond."

"Well said, I also think that the prerequisite for a man to pursue a career is to protect his family, and I agree with this traditional interpretation of family affection.

But the situation now is that one of us must admit defeat in order to honorably end this erratic hostility. "

Bu Laike pursed his lips and said in a relaxed tone:

"But I don't intend to admit defeat. What I did was not to give up everything and come back to be someone's 'good son'. Why don't you go out and persuade Dai Lin to surrender to me, so how about resolving this dispute?"

"I don't think I can do it."

His Majesty Faol sighed and said:

"He is as stubborn as you, no, he is even more stubborn than you."

"That's it."

The pirate laughed, took a sip of wine, and said:

"What you can't get from him, you can't get from me. Your Majesty, don't do such useless work anymore. If you have this time, why don't you recite more scriptures and pray for the innocent.

Please give me one more prayer by the way.

That protects me through every bad day of being a pirate. "

(end of this chapter)