Azeroth Trail of Light

On the 36th day after the end of the Quicksand War, in the vast night, the hot air in Silithus became cooler, but it was also at this moment of dusk, when night fell, the temperature in the desert would directly drop to 10 ° below, the severe temperature difference is also one of the reasons why this land has not been inhabited for tens of thousands of years.

This kind of environment is really not suitable for ordinary people to survive.

Of course, there are not many obstacles for adventurers who are dancing on the tip of their knives. In fact, whenever night falls, these guys will fight in the ruined battlefield of the South Kalimdor Mercenary Union. In the square, lively parties or trade fairs are held.

Although the Insect Kingdom has been raided by soldiers, adventurers like treasure hunters can still find valuable things in those dark tunnels. For example, a week ago, a lucky human kid was in On the edge of the ruined battlefield, a munitions box left by the elven coalition army 1,000 years ago was dug in a pit, and several high-level magic tomes were obtained, which were almost immediately accepted by the druids of the Cenarion Council at a high price. Walk.

The penniless boy returned to his hometown in Hupan Town in the Kingdom of Stormwind the next day with four large boxes of gold coins. He has lived comfortably all his life.

This incident has seriously stimulated other adventurers. In recent days, all kinds of insect decorations, weapons, and even live larvae have been sent to the exchange of the mercenary union. Silithus came alive.

However, these prosperity have nothing to do with many people, such as the guards of various races who patrol under the night of Silithus, such as the hunters who take turns secretly guarding the hidden passages of the Qiraji Temple, such as those digging around in the desert. archaeologists.

Another example is the mysterious man standing in front of the sculpture of "Battle of Quicksand".

This sculpture, which is always visited by pilgrims, is now empty. It is not a problem at this point in time, but that everyone else is blocked hundreds of meters away.

Surrounded by a blue Anubisath, an obsidian destroyer lord wearing a special leather armor, a vicious green dragon dragon man, and a sleeping green dragon lying on the sand.

The night wind blew up the mysterious man's hood, revealing the slightly weathered face under the hood.

The embarrassing stubble covered his fair chin, and Ysera's healing technique was so powerful that almost all the skin on Dick's body was regenerated, so now he looks several years younger, but that temperament cannot be faked, He was wearing a gray one-piece hood, a black hunting suit underneath, and a silver dawn badge pinned to his chest, but other than that, he had no other decorations on his body.

Jaina and Liadlin stood behind him. The two ladies held white flowers in their hands and expressed their condolences. Farther away, the Dark Lord Senxia stood there respectfully. It was the first time he met the real Mr. Gibbs, the navigator of the big man, who is now the second officer of the Senxia Pirate Fleet, is also wearing a black woolen coat that can only be worn by upper-class people, but it can be seen from the sweat on his forehead that this old sea dog Still in fear of this scene.

He couldn't help being afraid.

Because in the shadow behind him, Gibbs knew that there was a shadow-like watcher hidden there, as long as he had the slightest movement, he would lose the life he had so hard to develop.

And in front of him stood Anduin, the little prince of the Storm Kingdom, and his attendants, a druid with a cold expression, and several archdruids from the Cenarion Council. This was definitely Gibb Mr. Si is the most honorable person he has ever met in his life. Every time he sees the scepter in the little prince's hand, his legs can't help but go weak.

But he knew that he could not kneel. On the way back from the mysterious coast of Uldum, Captain Senxia had told him the truth. He knew that now he was the running dog of the Northern Earl of the Dawn Knight, representing the camp of Lord Dick. Once he kneels to the wrong person, Master Dick may not blame such a humble guy like himself, but Captain Senxia will definitely turn himself into a mummy in the sea.

By the Holy Light, Gibbs felt that this moment was extremely difficult, even more difficult than the fierce battle they encountered with the Bloodsail Pirates in the Endless Sea. He even preferred to bayonet the three old seals I don't want to bear such psychological pressure anymore.

Dick couldn't understand Mr. Gibbs' entanglement. In fact, when facing this sculpture, Dick couldn't help but think of the soldiers who rushed into the battlefield with him. This battle was extremely miserable. , less than half of the soldiers survived. This is definitely the worst battle Dick has fought since Mount Hyjal.

But there was another sadness in his heart. Anachronos, the bronze dragon prince, knew what Dick was sad about, so after a few seconds of silence, he stepped forward and said in a low voice,

"I once felt the breath of pure Titan energy from that little one. In this season, many secrets are actually buried in time. If you are really willing to take risks for that little one, you can go to Tanaris Take a look in the lands further south of Silithus, there may be something to help you!"

Dick didn't speak, but stretched out his hand to touch the golden light feather tied around his neck. He understood that it was a violation of the guardian's duty for the bronze dragon to say this to him, so he turned back to Anak Ross smiled.

"I'll go, just had a spare time, I'm going on a trip, thank you, man."

Anachronos nodded, his body dissipated into golden quicksand in the wind.

Dick glanced at the statue in front of him, took the white flower from Liadlin's hand, and gently placed it on the stand in front of the statue.

Possessing the power of order, he can feel the heroic spirit entwined on this sculpture, which is a very special existence, just like those existences under the Holy Light's Hope Chapel, usually do not see the effect, but once encountered a special In some cases, these heroic spirits can be awakened.

If he guessed correctly, this should be the work of the druids of the Cenarion Council, but rather than letting the souls of these warriors dissipate in vain, it is better to let them continue to exist in this form, after all, there is no reincarnation in this world One said.

"Velinde is gone?"

Dick's voice was a little lost, and Jaina's voice trembled a little. It could be seen that the eldest lady also had feelings for the werewolf lady, "Velinde only left a letter, and she was very sorry that she couldn't help me. I'm sorry, but you also know that she has the best relationship with An Weina, and she thinks that An Weina died because she was useless."

Liadlin was silent, and finally continued the eldest lady's words, "The girl has been in extreme pain recently... Don't blame her, Dick, she just... just went to find peace of mind."

Dick turned around and looked at the high elf with his head bowed,

"You too, right? Are you leaving me too?"

Liadlin didn't raise her head, but her body was trembling as well. She was crying. After Anveena's transformation, although she was a little noisy, everyone saw her as a family member. Now Anveena died. , everyone is uncomfortable.

Liadlin's crying voice reached Dick's ears,

"I'm sorry, but every time I think of An Weina, I will... it will be so painful... If I can be stronger, maybe she won't... just won't..."

Dick opened his arms and embraced Liadrin and Jaina, who also started to cry. This scene made everyone turn around, leaving time and space for the three most sad people. .

They just lost their loved ones, and the little Anduin's eyes were already red when he played well with Anveena. Although the golden elf was always noisy in his ears when he needed to be quiet, but That was one of his few good friends, and she also taught him a lot of spells of the Holy Light.

"I will not let you leave me, Liadlin, this is also my responsibility, we will find a way to revive her together, I also promised to take her to see the Four Holy Spirits, I promised her! I Will do it! Let's go together."

Liadlin struggled a few times, and finally chose to obey. She also understood that after Anveena's death, Dick was definitely the one who suffered the most, because this little one had been with him for almost three full years, and they were The most thoughtful friend, the real soul partner.

Dick's soul wasn't even complete without her.

At this time, Dick needed comfort and support far more than she did.

Five minutes later, Dick, who had finished paying his respects, led the two ladies to the little prince's side.

"Anduin! My disciple! I need your help. Regarding Anveena, I may need to use your power to do something disgraceful."

The little prince immediately grasped the scepter in his hand, and he said loudly,

"I will help you, mentor! Anveena is also my friend!"

"Ah, very good."

Dick couldn't help but stretched out his hand and brushed the little prince's neat hair, then leaned down and whispered in his ear,

"Well, it's not a big deal. I need you to "transfer" Dr. Harrison Jones from the Stormwind City Library to Tanaris to do some "special" archaeological research. My subordinate, Captain Senxia, ​​will be in charge What's next."

Anduin's eyes widened.

"Harrison? That stuffy archaeologist who just got divorced last year? He gave me history lessons, but he's just a guy..."

"No, no, my disciple, Dr. Harrison's background is more complicated than you can imagine, but believe me, I won't force him to do something he doesn't want to do. He is a respectable person."

Dick explained, then turned his head to look at Senxia, ​​who was slightly possessed by Dick, and the paladin took out a black sheathed long sword from the storage ring, which was made of Princess Haholan's tail nail Gentlemen would not use such a poisonous stabbing sword, but a pirate captain would not care.

Dick made a special trip to obtain the sword from the Saurfang Overlord as a reward for his loyal subordinates.

For this, he even paid for the magic weapon of Emperor Viknilas, but that thing is useless to paladins and his subordinates, it is too big, Saurfang swears that he can Use it, so Dick is happy to do a swap too.

In the name of friendship.

"Hold it, Senxia, ​​this kiss of death is very suitable for you. A warrior who fights against the sea should have a weapon worthy of his status. Don't insult it!"

Dick handed the gorgeous rapier to the Dark Lord. He knew that this pirate with poor taste liked such gorgeous and exposed things. Sure enough, there was a flash of excitement in Senxia's eyes, and he took the sword with respectful hands. A high-level weapon forged by the top black iron dwarf master himself, the master is right, this is a symbol worthy of his status!

"Dear master, are you going to Uldum next?"

Senxia asked, "I have found out the route to get there, and my fleet is ready to set off at any time!"

Dick shook his head, he looked towards the eastern sky,

"After you received Dr. Harrison in Tanaris, take him to Uldum and leave a boat at Steamwheedle Port for me to return. I'm going to another place first. By the way, protect Dr. Harrison , if he doesn't cooperate, tell him that Uldum has clues to the Furnace of Origin and the three obelisks, and then give him the best supplies, that place is your goal this time, Prince Brian of Ironforge also I will bring archaeologists to help you, but don't worry, I guess it will take at least a month to go there, so if you can, build a forward base there, which can also be used as your port, remember! Don't conflict with the locals .”

Senxia nodded respectfully, and watched Dick and his party leave. He tied the gorgeous black rapier around his waist, and threw his original command knife inlaid with gems to the trembling Mr. Gibbs .

"How is it? Does this sword match my temperament?"

Captain Senxia looked at his appearance, and turned to ask the navigator from the Gilneas countryside. The latter froze for a moment, then gave a thumbs up with a smile on his face.

"I have to say, this sword makes your aura a bit more noble, it's a perfect match!"

Senxia snorted in satisfaction, waved her hand, and signaled Mr. Gibbs to follow, and the two of them walked towards the brightly lit ruined battlefield.

"Gibbs, I need you, loyal, to rush back to Steamwheedle Port as quickly as possible, and clean up our ship before Dr. Harrison arrives. I don't want to be rude in front of the master's distinguished guests. For a big man like Prince Brian, this is our chance, do you understand? As long as we can get on the line of Ironforge, just smuggling weapons is enough to make you and me the richest guys in this sea."

The Dark Lord proudly said to his subordinates,

"Think about it, we will become as powerful as the Bloodsail Pirates, everyone will kneel under our prestige, by the way, you have always wanted a new ship, go tell the boys, we Raid Sunset Bay in three days' time, take down those ineffective South Sea pirates, and you and Tony will both get new ships."

Gibbs couldn't help swallowing, he was also infected by the bright future described by Senxia, ​​but soon, the cool breeze calmed him down,

"But Captain, we don't have enough men..."

"Look there! Poor old Gibbs!"

Senxia pointed to the ruined battlefield in front of him, and said bitterly, "Use your rum-burned brain, there, there are all desperadoes who want to get rich, the master doesn't need a few gold coins, Oh, praise the Light, he is truly the most generous, go and fill every ship with those outlaws!"

"The era belonging to the Dark Lord is coming!"

Senxia's whispers were quickly blown by the night wind into the wind and sand of this great desert. All dreams and sorrows are meaningless to this ancient desert. Nothing is eternal, even the giant Dragons are lost in time.

Only this ancient quicksand, only this silent quicksand, is the watchman in time, the witness of all history, you can hate it, or you can like it.

It is eternal.

In the cold and glorious eternity, everything will be submerged in the yellow sand, even the omnipotent time.