Azeroth Trail of Light

The dust on the ground floated up from the ground under the impetus of the gradually violent magic energy. This is a normal phenomenon caused by a giant teleportation spell, but when a heavy rock floated up, Kanrethad realized It turned out that he really underestimated this portal.

At the moment when the last touch of green magic pattern was lit, on the railing at the top of the Dark Portal, the two eyes of the lifelike stone serpent that opened its mouth to reveal its sharp teeth and serpentine letter also became The dark green color makes it look like a giant snake coiled around the portal of darkness.

Let this black door mixed with dark green light have a more daunting atmosphere.

The Dark Portal came alive. It was like a giant sky-swallowing beast lying on the top of Hellfire Peninsula. It began to breathe. The huge demon could awaken a certain energy in Kanrethad's body, but the warlock used powerful The will forcefully suppressed him, he looked back, and saw that the last orc warrior holding an orc child had returned to the team, he took out a rune stone containing the space coordinates of Azeroth from his arms, walked to In the constantly surging storm of mana energy, towards the inside of the empty door of darkness, it was thrown hard.

There was nothing in it, like an opened gate, but the moment the rune stone touched the plane of the gate, dark green light spots appeared in the air, and then spun continuously, forming a green vortex, constantly The expansion, and finally rapid expansion, soon formed a dark green light curtain in the 30-meter-high door frame, mixed with a little bit of starlight, which seemed to have a strange beauty.

An adult standing in front of this giant light curtain is like a mouse standing next to an elephant, making people daunting at a glance. Kanresad stood in front of the green starlight gate, turned sideways, and faced Ge Yazong Mother made a "please" gesture.

The old grandmother nodded to him with a smile, and then leaned on her cane to go forward, but was stopped by Garrosh who rushed over,

"Grandma, let's go, it may be dangerous!"

Dranos Saurfang and Yolin Deadeye who were standing beside him also held Goya Zongmu's arm. They would not let the old grandmother who raised them take risks, but they just sat there and enjoyed the benefits .

This is the most disgraceful behavior!

"Get out of the way, Garrosh, and you, Dranos, Jorin, let me go!"

Mammon Goya raised her voice,

"I'm not old enough to walk with your arms!"

The moment the old man's voice sounded, the young orc immediately let go of her arm, but Garrosh stood in front of her stubbornly, like a child having a temper tantrum,

"No, grandma, it's too dangerous! I want to go with you! I can protect you!"

Goya Zongmu didn't even look at him. This stubborn and brave child was one of the few people she valued the most, but he was still a little reckless. Every time he went hunting, Goya Zongmu would worry about him.

"Garrosh, you belong to the future. I can't waste your future so extravagantly. Let me, an old bone who has lived for a long time, help you explore the road for the last time. Do you want to disobey my words?"

Garrosh didn't enter, nor did he retreat, but Goya Zongmu patted his tall shoulders, and the aging old man walked slowly into the green light curtain that fluctuated like water waves Here, more than ten years ago, Goya Zongmu sent her son Durotan away here. Now, she walks along the road his son walked in the past, in a chaotic and grotesque colored passage, very slowly, But very stable.

As if reminiscing about the past, those gorgeous scenery did not attract Somma Goya's attention at all. For a moment, or for a long time, when she felt her breathing was smooth again, she saw another piece of dark red At this moment, Goya Zongmu almost thought that her teleportation had failed, but the next moment, she saw the orc standing in the strongest position of the crowd.

He is a green-skinned, tall orc, wearing black and worn-out armor, carrying a stone hammer, and his whole body is entwined with awe-inspiring elemental power.

His armor belonged to Orgrimmar. Goya Zongmu still remembered how Orgrimmar wore that armor to fight when he was young. His warhammer belonged to Black Hand. It was the Hammer of Doom, a family heirloom of Black Hand. On his face, in a trance, Goya Zongmu seemed to see the brave and fearless son in her memory.

"Drotan!"

Zongmu Goya's cane fell to the ground due to the shock. The teleportation made the old man a little weak. She seemed to be about to fall, but the next moment, a red shadow appeared beside her and helped her up.

"Old lady, it is a pleasure to see you again!"

That voice made Goya Zongmu a little stunned. She turned her head and saw the familiar face, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

"You are... you are Saurfang, above the elements, Varok, my child, and it is good that you are alive... it is so, so good!"

And Thrall also felt the blood in his body. The moment he saw the old man, he started beating deeply. This orc wise chief couldn't move, until Saurfang waved his hand at him,

"Come here, Thrall, and meet your grandmother... your real family."

The great chief lowered his head, wiped his tears with his hand, and strode up to Goya Zongmu, his voice trembling, finally, he patted his chest and said loudly,

"Grandmother...I am...Sal, I..."

"No, child!"

The weeping Goya Zongmu held Saar's hand tightly. She interrupted Saar's self-introduction. She looked at her grandson tenderly, and reached out to touch his face, just like saying goodbye to him back then. Like Durotan,

"Your name is not Thrall, you are called Goil, that is a noble name, child... This is the greatest gift from the elemental spirit to me. It is great to see you again when I am about to return to my ancestors." …Very good."

On the other side, Garrosh held the ax behind his back, gritted his teeth and walked into the light curtain, then Dranos, then Jorin, the orcs strode up the high platform, just like they were ten Like the senior a few years ago, with a feeling of uneasiness but full of anticipation for a new life, he walked into the green light curtain.

The Dark Portal was wide enough to allow 30 orcs to pass through at the same time, so after the orcs picked up their speed, the last orc walked into the light curtain in less than 30 minutes.

Kanrethad looked at the time, raised one hand, and waved downward, the warlocks immediately disconnected the energy link, waiting for the arrival of the next wave of refugees.

But when Garrosh walked out of the light curtain, he saw Goa Zongmu, who was safe and sound, and the green-skinned orc standing beside Goa Zongmu, he was a powerful guy, but he hadn't waited for him to speak , Dranos and Yolin behind him squeezed him and took a step forward.

Then they heard the trembling voice of Goa Zongmu,

"By the way, Saurfang, come and meet your son, Dranos, I have been afraid to tell him your whereabouts, because I don't know if you are still alive, until that human warrior came to Nagrand, We just got your news. Dranos, what are you doing there? Come and meet your father!"

The old Saurfang and the young Saurfang were a little at a loss. Although they had already received news about their son from Dick, this was indeed the first time they had met, and they would not take a single step back when facing any opponent. The old Saurfang overlord felt a little uneasy at this moment, but when the little Saurfang walked to him with his head down, he frowned and looked at his son like that, and couldn't help shouting arrive,

"Straighten your body! Don't forget your last name!"

This scolding made the little Saurfang subconsciously raise his head immediately, and then he saw the pendant on Saurfang's neck, the quaint bone pendant of the Thunder King clan. Taking out the exact same pendant, I felt a hug from my father, and a trembling voice in the warmth.

"Welcome home, my son! Our ancestors are still protecting us, thank you ancestors."

At the same time as this touching scene of the meeting of relatives from the two worlds took place, in the northernmost part of the Eastern Continent, Northern Xinjiang, a place that has just settled down after a long period of chaos, in Stratholme, this The interior of the city, which is fairly well preserved, has undergone expansion and renovation, and a splendid ceremony has just begun.

In the wee hours of the day, even though it was still shrouded in darkness, the city of Stratholme, which was completely decorated from the inside to the outside, was still very lively. The nationals who had returned from Stormwind and their homeland wore their best clothes, braved the cold night in the northern border, crowded in the central square of Stratholme City, and congratulated and cheered for the upcoming coronation ceremony.

In this era that emphasizes blood inheritance, as long as the royal family still has a trace of blood, the country will not perish. When Lordaeron was in the most dangerous time, there was only one East Dallon Mill and the overseas territory Theramore. Two-thirds of the country has fallen, but Princess Kalia stood up at this time, calling on the people to preserve the fire of Lordaeron, and continued to support the resistance in northern Xinjiang.

Five years after the plague of undead broke out, the plague of undead in northern Xinjiang was finally basically wiped out. At present, only the Tirisfal region still has a large number of undead, and other lands have been wiped out.

Just for this point, Princess Kalia's coronation as Queen is a matter of everyone's expectations. In fact, the status of Her Majesty the Queen in the hearts of the people of New Lordaeron has already reached an unimaginable level. The former king Terenas was shoulder to shoulder, and even faintly surpassed by a point.

Some people even shouted the title of "Lordaeron Zhongxing Lord".

Today is the day when Lordaeron is re-established, or in other words, the day when Princess Kalia is crowned queen.

Knights in bright armor stand guard on both sides of the street at five steps, and luxurious red wool carpets are laid on the ground. This is one of the gifts specially given to Queen Kalia by the royal family of the Stormwind Kingdom. In the circle of nobles, Wa The intimate relationship between King Lian and Queen Kalia is not a secret, but it is not the intimacy of love, but more similar to family affection.

King Varian said more than once that Queen Kalia is his most beloved sister, and after the accident in Alsace, Kalia paid more attention to this only relative. From this point, she Teach Anduin etiquette yourself and you'll see it.

Lordaeron and the Kingdom of Stormwind, at least when the two kings are still in power, are definitely the most indestructible alliance.

When the first ray of dawn appeared in the sky, the majestic horn sounded, and the entire boiling city fell silent, and then the hymns were sung, and the Silver Hand paladins on their horses stepped from the main entrance of Stratholme Entering the city, the leaders were Tirion Fordring and Alessandro Mograine. These two old knights opened the way for Her Majesty the Queen, and they themselves represented the attitude of the Knights of the Silver Hand.

The paladins entered the city against the backdrop of the new rising sun. It was not bright, but it made people feel that the light of hope shone on them, as if they had been covered with a layer of light.

Behind the two paladin leaders are Eligor, Darion, Tyran, Bridget and other new generation paladin leaders. Danlun's emblem sits on the wall, wearing a red cloak, and the horses under his crotch are all leather armored, looking extremely mighty.

A total of 128 knights guarded Her Majesty's carriage in two parts, front and rear. This was shocking enough, but when Queen Kalia's carriage drove into the city, everyone couldn't help cheering and amazed. stand up.

The eight war horses that pull the cart are not ordinary war horses, but Quel'dorei war horses with white horns on their heads. In many myths and legends, this kind of war horses are called unicorns, which are real myths. However, in fact, this is a fine-bred war horse bred by the Sunstrider Dynasty of Quel'Thalas for the royal family. The high elves had planned to use this war horse to train their own cavalry, imitating the human heavy cavalry.

But it's a pity that these high elves who pursued perfection finally, driven by strong artistry, produced a very ornamental Quel'dorei warhorse, which is also very strong in endurance and impact, but it is a pity that the number of rare warhorses.

This time the queen was crowned, His Majesty Kael'thas gave Queen Kalia 8 war horses in one go. The gift was not expensive, but it was also a reflection of Quel'Thalas' attitude.

The elves don't want a hostile country to appear outside their borders, and Quel'Thalas and Lordaeron have a good traditional relationship, so this time, Kael'thas will also be present at the coronation ceremony. Wouldn't it be better to have another game to icing on the cake?

When the dawn really came, Queen Kalia's carriage officially entered Stratholme. At this moment, the whole city came alive, people cheered, and the fanatical young man even climbed to the roof. The banner of "Long Live Queen Kalia" was waved wildly amidst waves of cheers from the crowd.

It's like... It's like the first real dawn rising on this conservative and ruined land.

The dawn that rises from all hearts.

It's not bright, but it contains hope for the future.