Azeroth Trail of Light

Dick really didn't expect this blow!

But now he is no longer the weak chicken paladin who used to have sloppy combat skills and can only rely on brute force and tough opponents.

Facing the sudden blow, Dick's body subconsciously deflected, retreated, and blocked his left hand in front of him!

At present, the hardness of the silver hand is definitely stronger than steel. At least Dick has never seen any weapon that can leave scratches on this silver fist, but it is still a little bit of a simple defense. Too conservative, so Dick also launched a counterattack after taking a step back.

Without using a weapon, he opened his right hand downwards, and black vines appeared from his palm, gathering quickly and circling. When the huge force of the black shadow hit Dick's left arm, a jet-black wooden sword appeared on him in the right hand.

The holy energy is injected, and the long sword cuts horizontally!

The clothes on the repelled Dick's left arm were all turned into strips of cloth, but he stretched his left hand forward, and a holy shock was also sent out.

"boom!"

The attacking black shadow was first forced away by the wooden sword, and when retreating hastily, was knocked down by this holy shock.

When she climbed up from the ground whimpering, the wooden sword was not very sharp, but the blade wrapped with the edge of the holy light was resting on her neck, and she felt the hot and sharp breath. Shadow didn't dare to move around anymore, but when she raised her head, Dick's expression became strange.

"Uh, Ms. Velinde, what's the matter with you?"

The black shadow that attacked him was obviously the priestess he placed in the cellar the day before, the werewolf Velinde Xingge.

But the current situation of this werewolf is so bad that people can't bear to look directly at it.

The robe that Dick lent her was already tattered and out of shape. The smooth and beautiful hair on her whole body was also dirty. There were several hideous wounds on her body. The most terrible thing was her eyes, the paladin At first glance, there is no reason in those wolf-like eyes, they are completely beast-like rays of light.

"Woo! Woo!"

The werewolf whose neck was pinned by the wooden sword whined and issued a low-pitched threat. Dick tilted his head, and through the dim light, he saw the traces of the crazy battle on the ground behind the lady, as well as the man who was killed. The black knight's body was dismantled into seven or eight pieces by brute force.

Well, Dick rubbed his forehead, he can probably guess what happened.

"Hey, I won't hurt you! Now I'm going to take you to change clothes, be quiet, okay?"

Dick flicked his right hand, and the wooden sword quickly melted into the palm of his hand and disappeared, replaced by a mass of warm holy light, shining from the palm of his hand trying to approach the female werewolf, but this action made Velinde, who was dominated by animal nature, The body shrinks back!

The sharp knife-like claws that had just been hidden on her claws came out again, and the most terrible thing was the scythe carried by the werewolf behind her back. Dick knew how sharp that scythe was, although in the game, This sickle appeared as a legal weapon.

"Mmmmm! Good boy, don't be nervous! I just want to heal your wounds!"

Dick hurriedly raised his hands to indicate that he was not malicious. The female werewolf tilted her head and whined, and looked at Dick. The paladin looked at her friendly, probably because he felt Dick's kindness. Ordinary people looked at the sharp claws that would scare the pee back, and tentatively, with their furry left hand, they touched Dick's right hand that was surging with warm holy light.

"Aw~Aw~"

The healing light melted into Ms. Velinde's palm, and the comfort of the wound being healed made the female werewolf whine comfortably, and even narrowed her eyes. This gesture reminded Dick of the one he raised before. An Akita, well, that's pretty evil to think about.

Anyway, after taking back the oil bottle, Dick had to go back to Karazhan, asked the hunter Attumen stationed at the gate for a few sets of leather armors that didn't fit well, and made a fuss with those, which seemed very lively. The succubus maid gave Velinde a bath, and by the time everything was ready, it was already high in the sun.

In the end, Dick still failed to leave quietly. Under the reluctant eyes of Madian wearing a brand-new gorgeous robe, Dick took the female werewolf who finally regained her senses, and with the blessings of all kinds of strange souls, temporarily left Kara. Yep, head to the Swamp of Sorrows.

Of course, Dick, who has a new mount, will not be so stupid as to walk through the foggy and deep headwind path, and summon the astral Pegasus Xingzhao with inexperience. The majestic and beautiful horse carries a paladin and a female werewolf Flapping the light blue wings emitting a little bit of starlight, they took a few steps to run up, broke through the fog, and flew towards the Swamp of Sorrows in the east in the cold sky.

Half an hour later, when the fog dissipated and green land appeared in Dick's eyes, he knew that the Swamp of Sorrows had arrived!

The Swamp of Sorrows was not originally called the Swamp of Sorrows. The original terrain here was not a disgusting swamp. In fact, according to the history books of the Silver Hand, before the orcs opened the Dark Gate and entered Azeroth, , The Swamp of Sorrows is a fertile plain where tens of thousands of civilians from the Stormwind Kingdom live.

During the more than ten years since the orcs invaded, this place has always existed as the base camp of the orcs' coalition forces, and was finally transformed into this appearance by unscrupulous warlocks and spellcasters.

And after the orcs finally failed, and the five heroes of the coalition army sacrificed themselves and led the army bravely into the world on the other side of the Dark Portal, the land that had endured too much suffering finally calmed down.

On the other side of the mountains in the south of the Swamp of Sorrows, the military fortress established by the Human Alliance stands there. The most elite soldiers are stationed in the fort all year round to observe the movement of the Dark Portal in the Cursed Land. On the land that has completely lost its life, traces of demonic activities have recently appeared, in the mountains nearer to the sea from the Portal of Darkness.

It is believed that it is just a rumor. After all, no one will enter that damned place desperately, but Dick knows that this is not a rumor. The doomsday lord Kazak who missed the battle of Mount Hyjal is currently in that mountain In the event, the demon lord accepted the secret order of the great demon, and secretly cast an evil artifact that gathered the power of the guardian dragon-the Dragon King's Battle Blade.

But the invasion of the Burning Legion has failed, and relying on an artifact alone can't accomplish anything, so Kazak's current situation is also very embarrassing, and it is difficult to advance or retreat.

Of course, this has little to do with Dick now, and he has no plans to venture into the cursed land recently.

"Really!"

Xing Zou flapped its wings slowly, hovered in the sky for a few weeks, and then slowly landed. Under the control of the Paladin, this noble creature finally landed on the edge of a muddy lake. Dick and the silent Vivian Linde-Xingge jumped off the horse.

The paladin put his forehead on Xing Zai's big head affectionately, patted the war horse he liked very much, and then chanted a spell to put Xing Zai back into the magic rein.

"Here. The breath here is weird!"

The paladin stretched his arms, and heard Velinde's hoarse whisper,

"I can feel the trees here crying."

"So this is a sign that you have awakened the power of nature, ma'am, listen to my advice, learn druid spells well, you are no longer the priest you used to be."

Dick replied casually, but it attracted the vicious gaze of Velinde who hadn't changed his mind. He shrugged, then pointed to the strange building in the center of the lake, and said to Velinde,

"This is the last hiding place of the Atalai tribe, the exiles of the Gurubashi troll empire that collapsed 1,000 years ago. I call it the "sunken temple". The breath you perceive is correct, because this land has already Corrupted by the power of the evil god named "Soul Reaper", although the Green Dragon Legion tried their best to suppress the vicious changes in the environment here, to be honest, the effect was not great."

As he spoke, Dick looked back at Velinde, whose tail was on end in fright,

"Well, I don't want you to fight the evil god, my lady priest, we are here to help a respected emerald dragon, but we have to get in touch with the green dragon here first."

While speaking, Dick reached into the brown leather bag on his waist, fumbled back and forth a few times, and then grabbed out a handful of small things.

Silver-white cards, green liquid crystals, one large and one small, are the rewards for the completion of the historical node "Tide of Darkness" and the completion of the "Root of Corruption" of the Silver Hand respectively. Norgannon's ghost power, after passing through After a period of evolution, although there are more and more side missions, the rewards given are all making Dick's ass hurt "???".

Moreover, after entering the lord rank, all tasks will not be directly rewarded with attributes, that is to say, to improve his strength in the future, Dick can only rely on his own training and adventures.

At the end of the Battle of Mount Hyjal, the paladin severely injured the great demon with a "Paladin-Eye for an Eye" that turned the tide of the battle. The reward box of "Tide of Darkness" also gave Dick a card of the same series The card "Paladin-All Beings Are Equal", with a golden scale painted on the surface of the silver-white card, needless to say, this is another trump card at the bottom of the box.

As for the green liquid crystal, it is called "Dragon Essence - Recovery", but judging from the name, it is a life-saving thing.

In addition to these two obvious things, there are many odds and ends, such as the loot box that Illidan sent, which is said to be part of the dreadlord Tichondrius, but Dick can't use that. It looks like the exquisite accessories of the magic energy series, although the gadgets are very delicate, the breath is also very powerful.

For example, the owl iron plate given by Maiev, a large pile of frost dragon bones found on the battlefield, and some magic iron blocks recovered as trophies.

Of course, when these things are put into the storage backpack, they will be reduced in size. Dick picks and chooses, and finally takes out a broken emerald-colored dragon scale from the bits and pieces, and holds it in his hand After being activated by the holy energy, a green halo exploded above Dick's head, like an oversized neon light, illuminating the surrounding dark sky.

Ten seconds later, a huge shadow slid silently from a distance, and Velinde's furry tail exploded again. It was an expression of her extreme nervousness, and Miss Werewolf tightly squeezed Luna Scythe, watching the huge dragon shadow flying towards them.

Dick had a calm face on his face. After being in close contact with Eranikus, who was even bigger, this little green dragon, which had just grown up, could no longer make him feel oppressed.

The green dragon with beautiful green scales approached Dick and the two of them. Under the shroud of light green light and smoke, a male elf in green armor stood in front of them, leaning slightly towards Dick.

"Hello, Flame of Justice, I am Demeter, the scout of the Green Dragon Army. We have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Dick also nodded slightly friendly, then turned his gaze to the troll temple where most of the buildings were submerged by the muddy lake, leaving only one entrance, and asked in a low voice,

"Is it bad?"

The face of the green dragon Demeter was a little dark, "Let's talk as we walk."

After finishing speaking, the green dragon stretched out his hand lightly, and a bridge composed entirely of trees and vines quickly spread from the lake to the entrance of the temple in the center of the lake.

"The power of the Soul Reaper is slowly increasing! The worst thing is the corruption from the nightmare, which caused many of our brothers to fall into the nightmare, which directly led to a loophole in our suppression of those Atalai trolls, Just a week ago, another group of trolls rushed out of the temple, and disappeared out of the swamp under the cover of the evil power bestowed on them by the Spirit Reaper. Lord Eranikus was also captured by the nightmare and evil gods. Pulled into the deepest slumber by double attack, that's why we need help!"

Demeter led the way ahead, introducing the current situation to Dick,

"Under the guidance of their villainous master, the evil god priests of the Atalai trolls created an enchantment against the green dragon. Without the presence of Lord Eranikus, we have already dealt with those brothers who are crazy because of nightmares." It's very difficult, Her Majesty has recognized your strength, and we are willing to believe in you."

Dick nodded, and stepped from the wooden bridge to the top of the mossy troll temple,

"So find a way to break that barrier and help you clean up those lingering Atalai trolls. Is this my task this time?"

Demetrius nodded,

"Yes, without the sacrifices of Atalai's priests, the tentacles of the spirit snatcher going deep into this world will be cut off. When it can't do evil together with the Nightmare King, Lord Eranikus, who is under great pressure It will also wake you up, and everything will be fine."