Azeroth Trail of Light

Chapter 646 2. Mysterious Crystal——Adding Updates for Brother T_T_

war?

No, of course it's not a war. The world has just returned to a fragile peace for less than a year. Except for lunatics, no one would choose to start a war at this time.

Azeroth's largest lunatic gang was also expelled to Draenor two years ago. Under the command of the master, they have become an indispensable force in the Draenor theater, although according to the observations of the Illidari, They're crazier than ever, but that's a good thing for soldiers of war.

The slightly cruel "exile" system is still in effect, but petty theft will no longer be directly exiled to that cruel world, unless a felony is committed. Generally speaking, the social situation of Azeroth is in this It is slowly recovering over the years, although it will take some time to recover to its peak.

Dick's figure stepped into the cursed land of Azeroth through the Dark Portal. This dark red land is synonymous with desolation and barrenness. It is hard to imagine that there will be living things here. In fact, in Outside the large crater formed by the Portal of Darkness, the small town that was used as a garrison has developed into a city, which is small but has developed businesses.

As far as the paladins saw, this place has almost become an important stronghold of the smuggling industry in Azeroth and Draenor world, enjoyment and weapons from Azeroth, precious medicinal materials from Draenor world, Rare minerals and creatures are high-end items that are very sought after in the two worlds.

The smugglers from the Goblin Consortium will buy raw materials at the lowest price here, and then sell the goods they bring to earn two shares of money. These cunning green-skinned short men are the big money lords of this city, but there are other Xiao Xiami will have a piece of this fully fledged business.

For example, the Merchant Guild in Stormwind City, the Deep Mountain Mining Company in Ironforge, and even the famous carriage merchants in Gilneas, as well as the representatives of various battle groups in Outland. As the city became more and more prosperous, the upper echelon turned a blind eye to it. The huge amount of taxes paid by the city even caused Stormwind City to send several capable tax collectors.

This is a deformed prosperity based on the interconnection of the world. However, Dick has never studied economics, so in his opinion, since this kind of business already exists, it is an inevitable result and does not require his intervention.

The paladin stepped out of the Dark Portal, and the steel giants stationed on both sides of the Dark Portal immediately saluted. Dick waved his hand to signal them to continue their duties, and then looked at the famous "Eternal Night" sky in the Blasted Land, where, The stars come brighter than anywhere else.

"It's peace. What a nice smell."

Dick sighed, and after taking a step, his figure turned into a silver light and disappeared in place, soaring towards the central area of ​​Azeroth with all his strength at the fastest speed.

The Maelstrom, Broken Isles, something unexpected has happened.

In the border area between Suramar and Azsuna, at this time of year, the red maple leaves on the magic power plain outside the city of Suramar are already in full bloom, making this land transformed by magic power look like a layer of red velvet shawl , unusually beautiful, coupled with the high elf-style ruins that appear from time to time among the maple leaf forests, it adds a decadent bleakness and remaining luxury to this place.

An elf in a long white gauze dress walked in the maple leaf forest in Suramar, her long skirt dragged on the ground, it should have been covered with dust and fallen maple leaves, but no, where she walked, The dust evaded, and the maple leaf swirled and flew up, as if to make way for this beautiful and inhuman girl, and chose to back down as if she didn't want to disturb the innate nobility.

She wore light silk gloves on her hands, and on her forehead was a headband of gorgeous and brilliant gemstones. The extremely smooth gemstones polished by skilled craftsmen stuck to her smooth forehead, and did not take away a single eye. , On the contrary, this most beautiful jewelry seems to reflect her existence.

It is like a pure white light, born from the light, and walked out of the light.

She was carrying a small crown, which was found in the depths of the sea, searched by countless Naga, and finally found the symbol that best represented her identity, a real treasure that was plundered from history, which once belonged to her and was Lost for ten thousand years, but returned to her hands again.

Azshara stretched out her hand and gently stroked a drooping maple leaf branch, as if stroking a lover's face. Deep in her silver eyes, there was a lingering melancholy and nostalgia. Standing in this place that once belonged to her On the land, looking at the past where things changed and people changed, a tear of nostalgia shed from the corner of the Queen of the Deep Sea's eyes at the moment when no one was paying attention.

But soon, when she walked out of the Maple Leaf Forest, what she saw was the army loyal to her, the tall and strong Naga royal guards, and the petite but powerful storm caller, they lined up in two rows to welcome the return of Her Majesty the Queen .

Azshara's face no longer has any memory of the past, her left hand is gently swinging the tidal scepter representing the authority of the deep sea kingdom, her eyes are cold, she looks at the two figures standing by the sea, the corners of her mouth are flickering. There was a sneer.

Even if she returns to the civilized world and establishes contact with other forces, it does not mean that she has forgotten the betrayal of 10,000 years ago, whether it is Tyrande, Malfurion, or the big demon who swore allegiance to her. Mentor Elisande.

She hasn't forgotten, and she doesn't need to forget, women always hold grudges, let alone a queen who controls the sea of ​​the world?

"Mr. Elisande, haven't we seen each other for 10,000 years?"

Azshara walked down the beach, wearing a pair of high-heeled shoes made by the most skilled dwarf craftsmen on her small feet, just like jewel shoes in fairy tales, and these shoes are undoubtedly more expensive than ruby ​​shoes in fairy tales , and more beautiful.

Hearing Azshara's casual inquiry, the expression on Grand Magister Elisande's skinny and blue face changed drastically, and she hurriedly bowed down,

"Your Majesty, I never expected to see you again after 10,000 years. This is the greatest honor in my life!"

Azshara ignored the lost dog. She knew what happened to Elisande a long time ago. She was kicked out of Suramar City. It is said that there is also the shadow of the world manager. The high elf opposite Sander.

"and who are you?"

Grand Arcanist Talisa bowed down to salute with the same respect in front of this gaze. At the time of her birth, Azshara had already fallen into the bottom of the sea, and she had only seen the records of this Light of Light from the classics. , she never thought that she would actually meet Azshara one day.

"Respected Your Majesty Azshara, Queen of the Deep Sea, I am Arcanist Talisa from Suramar, the current ruler of Suramar, and I am honored to meet a legendary person here."

Talyssar's first impression of Azshara was that she was indeed exceptionally beautiful and noble, almost like a born ruler.

However, compared to Elisande's sincerity and fear, Talisa's attitude is much more solemn. She is the current ruler of Suramar. Under her rule, the Shaldorei Night Children have begun to gradually get rid of the hunger of magic addiction. Thirst, even though it needs to be attached to the Phoenix Dynasty of Quel'Thalas, Talisa's reputation in Suramar City is already extremely high.

She abolished the unjust laws left by Elisande, she declared that everyone is equal, she dealt with the rampant gangs in the city, she opened the Hall of Stars to civilians, and bought enough food from Pandaria To alleviate hunger, and actively participate in world affairs, so that the reputation of the newly revived Suramar spread widely, especially after participating in the War of the Undead and battles outside of Draenor, Suramar has officially become a small power. onto the world stage.

All of this made Talisa a qualified ruler. She had her pride, which did not allow her to be too humble in front of Azshara, even she herself was very curious about Azshara.

"Look up and let me see."

Azshara said softly, although gentle, but there was a hint of force in her tone that could not be denied.

Talisa raised her head, her face was no longer as thin and ugly as Elisande's skinny and ugly appearance tortured by the addiction. Under the light of the mature Arkando, Talisa's face and her body had recovered The original appearance, slightly dark purple skin, pointed chin, and the pair of ears shorter than the night elves, but longer than the Quel'Thalas elves, the most outstanding is the pair of eyes.

The eyes that really belong to a magician are full of wisdom and confidence, as well as a hint of proud stubbornness.

This look undoubtedly reminded Azshara of those proud mages in the Kaldorei Elf Empire that she ruled back then, so she nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good. I am very happy to see the children of the night restored to their former glory. Although you have already left the elf empire, let it pass. The elf empire is over. Now that you have crawled out of that dark hell, let it go. Go on bravely, Talisa."

Azshara looked away, she said softly,

"If Suramar is in trouble, you can come to Vasjir to find me at any time. I will be happy to help you."

This promise was undoubtedly a pleasant surprise. There was a gleam of brilliance in the depths of Talisa's eyes, and she whispered, "Thank you for your kindness, noble light of light, Suramar will remember your kindness."

This sentence was said in the oldest Salas language. The familiar address made Azshara startled, and then a happy expression appeared on her beautiful face. She smiled and waved her hand, Talisa Standing aside, Azshara continued to walk towards the sea. When she walked past Elisande, the queen dropped a sentence,

"I hate betrayers, and I hate losers even more. Unfortunately, you are both. But I will give you a chance, Grand Magister, and garrison the Coilfang Reservoir in Draenor with your soldiers and my warriors , stay there for 10 years, or find another living place for Naga, I will allow you to return to the Deep Sea Kingdom!"

"I will give you everything you want, but Elisande, remember, this is your last chance, if you are confident that you can overcome the fury of the world, then go with you, but next time, don't It will be so easy to pass."

Elisande knelt on one knee, her face full of bitterness, but for the losers who were expelled from Suramar and could only guard the Dark Night Fortress with nowhere to go, this was the only chance.

Her proud head drooped deeply,

"Thank you for your kindness, Her Majesty the Great."

The queen waved her hand without looking back, and her loyal guards retreated into the sea like the tide, and took away Elisande, leaving only Azshara and Talisa on the whole beach , and in front of them, an exquisite box was placed there, and an irregular crystal like a long sword was placed in the box.

It shone with golden light, warm and sacred, but even someone as strong as Azshara could feel a whisper rising from his heart the moment he stretched out his hand and touched the surface of the crystal.

The language she has never heard of is not evil, as if she is making some kind of prophecy or early warning.

"What the hell is this thing?"

Azshara withdrew her finger, a lingering doubt on her face.

"If I were you, I would stay away from those weird things that fell from the sky. Things that look beautiful may be the most vicious curse."

A gentle voice sounded behind Azshara and Talisa, and the paladin strode out from the silver light. He was wearing a black hunting suit, and the power of the gods surrounded by four-color light floated behind him. With a special demeanor.

"So, what the hell is this?"

Azshara stretched out her fingers and brushed her silver hair back. She looked at Dick, whose eyes stayed in the crystal filled with holy light. After a while, he said,

"It's a prophecy, it's a bad future."

After finishing speaking, the paladin glanced at the graceful queen of the deep sea again, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,

"Speaking of which, Your Majesty, do you believe in fate?"