Azeroth Trail of Light

Cirvanas came much sooner than everyone imagined.

This ranger general rode a magic dog provided by the Illidari, and galloped rapidly on the land of Krokuun. Of course, she did not forget to make a camouflage, a special camouflage suit developed by the Steamwheedle Consortium, which is said to have special optics Camouflage effect, after wearing it, as long as it is not too close, in the eyes of other demons, it is a demon guard with no characteristics.

Uh, it is worth mentioning that they have also developed a camouflage suit for multiple people, which needs to be worn by three people at the same time, and can be disguised as a "100% real abyss lord, even Kil'jaeden can't see through"... However, this thing was eventually eliminated.

Sylvanas followed the special signs placed by the Watchmen girls outside Base No. 3, almost without a detour, and rushed straight into the Watchmen's temporary garrison, which was shrouded in the Watchmen's secret technique. An area, like optical invisibility, "dugs" that area out of the devil's eyes.

Before the magic dog stopped, Cirvanas, wearing a black hunting suit and carrying a Windrunner bow, jumped off the magic dog, threw the rein of the magic dog to Nasha, and strode towards Maiev sitting by the fire, and Haddon on the other side.

"Maev, I'm here, where is he?"

Cirvanas asked with a normal face, but her clenched fists still represented her uneasy mood. Maiev, who was eating with a frown, pointed to Hatton who was meditating, and continued to deal with Nayu Quelsa "Canned fruit" made by Lars elves.

These things packed with special disposable storage crystals can keep fresh for a long time, but in order to achieve this effect, they put a lot of sugar, which makes the night elves who advocate natural life miserable, although every watcher girl There are a lot of fresh fruits in the storage rings, but considering that they may have to stay here for half a year, it is better to get used to this poor material condition from the beginning.

Look at the surrounding land, this ghostly place is so barren that even demons can't live there, the only edible meat here is those wild demon hounds, but no one will eat that kind of food until they are really pushed to the limit. It's disgusting stuff to go up.

Hatton also just enjoyed his own lunch. He praised this kind of food that "makes people feel good", so the watchmen girls gave their share to the chief. They would rather eat the kind of food similar to bean paste The same soft and glutinous military food, and I don't want to endure this terrible, overly sweet and weird taste.

"Hello…"

Cirvanas had just started, and found that she didn't know the name of the broken person in front of her, so the moment Hatton opened his eyes and looked at her, the Ranger General decided to get straight to the point.

"I'm Sylvanas Windrunner... I heard you met my sister, Alleria Windrunner?"

Hutton didn't answer right away, but looked at Cirvanas' face carefully, not because of surprise, but because of familiarity... Yes, even if Cirvanas didn't say that he and Aurelia Hatton can also understand this.

The genes of the Windrunner family are very strong. During the time in Marton, Dick said more than once that Sylvanas and Vereesa have almost 80% of their faces except for the different hair color. Similar, and Aurelia, as the eldest sister, naturally inherited this characteristic.

Hatton pondered for a moment, then nodded, then stood up, and made a "please" gesture to Maiev and Cirvanas who put down the lunch box,

"Then please follow me, distinguished guests... to the Krokuun tribe's residence, where we have a way to contact Ms. Alleria and Archbishop Turalyon."

"archbishop?"

Sylvanas and Maiev looked at each other and frowned. Turalyon was a complete paladin before he disappeared. Could it be that he has become a priest now?

However, even though they still had doubts in their hearts, everyone quickly summoned their mounts. Cirvanas turned over and rode on the ferocious demon dog, and shook the rein. The loyal savage creature stepped forward with limbs covered with thick scales instead of hair, and quickly followed Hatton who was riding on a dusky Talbuk along the twisting and twisting mountain road.

This camp will not be abandoned. It is very close to Base 3 and is very hidden. It is an excellent observation site.

The Krokuun tribe mentioned by Hatton is located directly below the Krokuun wilderness, and can only be entered through an extremely concealed entrance hidden in these broken mountains. If it is a watcher who searches, it may take 1 It took a month to find this entrance in the mountains that were overlapping and covered with dark fissures.

This is the reason why Hatton and his tribe can survive 2W5 thousand years under the hunt of demons. It is not because Hatton and his people are more able to fight, nor how much the mysterious force helped them, but more because of the Terrain, this mountain range, unless it is bombarded by demons with strategic starships from the starry sky, otherwise it can block the attack of tens of thousands of demons.

Maiev rode her black nightsaber, surveying the terrain of the shattered mountains, and finally turned to the restless Sylvanas and said,

"Hatton said that the world of Argus responded and sheltered them, which now appears to be true..."

The watchman's finger pointed to a 270-degree twisted crater not far from everyone. In the shadows, deeper space cracks loomed.

"This kind of environment, no matter how you look at it, doesn't seem to be formed naturally... I doubt that the world of Argus also has characters such as the guardian of the earth of Azeroth. It or he created it when Argus was on the verge of death. This hiding place, and guide Hatton to come."

Cirvanas nodded, but she didn't answer, Lady Watcher placed her left hand with the clanging steel gauntlet on her shoulder, and whispered,

"Your heart... is messed up."

Sylvanas woke up suddenly, she looked at Maiev, they didn't have a deep friendship with each other, they just cooperated a few times in Draenor's hunt, but at this time, from behind the weird owl mask Next, what she saw were soft and friendly eyes.

Feeling the friendliness from others, the loneliness and chill in our hearts, anxiety and uneasiness will be dispelled, so Cirvanas let out a sigh of relief,

"Thank you... I shouldn't be like this, but, you know? Maiev, Vereesa and I always thought she was dead, I swore to avenge her, but now, she is still alive, but I can't be happy …I should be happy, but…”

"I see!"

Maiev's gauntlet patted General Ranger's shoulder a few times, her voice was as cold as ever,

"You are resenting your sister. She is alive, so why do you still stay here instead of trying to return to your side? You are even more resentful. She abandoned you and your sister for a man...Frankly speaking, I also don't think it's appropriate for Alleria to behave like this, but...you can't make choices for your sister, can you?"

Maiev's last words reached Cirvanas' ears,

"How much you worried about her, how painful you were when the news of her death came... She was forced to leave you, the world she was familiar with, and live alone in this place far from home. Her pain is no worse than yours. Little, Sylvanas, don't resent your loved ones...don't ever hurt them."

As she spoke, Maiev touched the rough pendant on her wrist with her fingers. There was a faint smile on her face under the mask, and General Ranger also nodded. Although he was still depressed, but that In his eyes, there was already a trace of anticipation that could not be concealed.

"Here we are!"

The injured Hatton jumped off his tarbuk with some inflexibility. He glanced at the distinguished guests behind him, and then tapped the stick in his hand on an inconspicuous stone wall very regularly. They tapped 7 times, waited for 1 minute, and tapped 3 more times. Immediately afterwards, a dark cave entrance appeared on the rock on the left hand side of everyone, and Hatton was the first to walk into it.

"Krokuun Tribe...I'm back!"

His voice sounded in the cave, and spread far and far away. When the first guard jumped out of the shadows, Hatton issued the second order,

"We have a traitor... Seal the three exits, and let the interrogators start to investigate. By the way, let Sagur prepare the contactor of the Holy Light Legion, we have a distinguished guest!"

As Hatton's voice fell, the guardian in the shadows moved quickly. It can be seen that Hatton's reputation in this underground tribe is frighteningly high. He led the watchman and the ranger general all the way down. The guests saw many large caves opened on both sides, in which many broken people like Hatton lived.

It can be seen that they are poor in supplies, but the mental state of these underground residents is very good. Along the way, some people knelt at Hatton's feet and kissed the ground he walked on, just like those... fanatics.

"They treated him like a god, or a savior-like character."

Nasha whispered in Maiev's ear, "It's almost the same as those draenei's attitude towards Wei...the prophet, even more sincere."

"It's only natural..."

Maiev replied, "The Prophet led the Draenei into exile for 2W5 millennia, and Hatton also led his people to resist for 2W5 millennia. The Prophet is not greater than Hatton, and to be honest, comparing the two, I think The chief in front of me is more respectable, guarding hope in despair, building a society from scratch, and preserving a civilization, he is worthy of the word "savior"."

Hatton may or may not have heard Maiev's very high evaluation of him. In short, he went down deep into the earth at a constant speed. Cirvanas even had the feeling that he would eventually reach the core of the earth, but in reality Not at all, and after 10 minutes their trek came to an end in a slightly dim, but dry, and pleasantly tempered hall.

There was nothing in the hall, except for a special device, which looked like a product of some kind of engineering. It was a special communication device shining with holy light. It is said that the Krokuhn tribe used this communication device to communicate with the hidden Contacted by the Holy Light Legion in a special location.

Hatton took a breath. He was old after all, and his body was not as strong as the prophet Velen who was favored by the Holy Light. He stood in front of the instrument, glanced at Maiev and Cirvanas, and took it out of his arms. A small crystal shining with colorful light was thrown into the contact instrument.

He took a step back, the light of the instrument suddenly changed, it was a portal completely composed of holy light, Cirvanas nervously grabbed the handle of the knife at his waist, under her black hood His eyes were fixed on the light curtain, and the next moment, a figure walked out of it.

When the holy light dissipated, the whole picture of that person fell into the eyes of the bystanders. It was a gray-haired middle-aged man with several scars interlaced on his face, but it looked like it should be an injury from a long time ago So, it doesn't look particularly scary, on the contrary, it also brings a special temperament to this middle-aged man, a kind of temperament that is not angry and arrogant.

Those eyes also left a very deep impression on people, as if they contained endless light. Although they were not very eye-catching at the beginning, if you just look directly, they seem to penetrate people's hearts.

But there is an invisible tiredness on this face, as if carrying the heaviest burden on his shoulders, he can't give up, and he has to go on no matter how difficult it is.

He is wearing a heavy armor with a golden shell, inlaid with non-gold and non-jade light belts. On the arm armor, hand armor and leg armor, there are signs like holy scriptures, and he is carrying a special weapon on his back. It was a two-handed epee, but it was a broken sword that was broken from the blade, but outside the broken long sword, the holy light that solidified together formed a solid body, and the sword was broken from the broken sword. Putting it together, it becomes a veritable lightsaber.

"Hatton... called us to have... wait, you are... Sylvanas, by the Holy Light, how is this possible!!!"

"Turalyon! Where is my sister!!!"