Azeroth’s Death Track

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It has been 10 days since Stormwind fell.

But the Prophet Velen’s thoughts have not been able to calm down, not because of the tragedies he saw in the human kingdom. As long as he was still in Draenor, he knew that Tyrion would attack the division sooner or later. Azeroth, just a matter of time.

He had made psychological preparations. In the previous battle, although the draenei did not directly participate in the war, the three spaceships back and forth, at least saved nearly 200,000 civilians for the storm kingdom, and helped the empire in the later period. Sending refugees to various places in northern Xinjiang, the draenei have repaid the graciousness of the Kingdom of Stormwind, and even the most demanding king cannot blame it.

And now, a large number of undead are entrenched in the land of the Storm Kingdom. They look quiet, and it seems that within a short period of time, there is no sign of war again, but Velen knows that Tyrion’s cold undead heart There is a flame that won't go out, he won't wait too long.

The shadow of the war has been shrouded in the sky of the eastern continent, but frankly, it has little to do with the draenei, because their entire family has moved to another continent.

Northrend... The northernmost continent in the world is slightly smaller than the Eastern Kingdom, but here is a wild land that has not yet been opened. There is no territorial dispute. In the southwest corner of Northrend, The land called Borean Tundra is at the junction of cold and mild climate, where only some pioneers of the Kingdom of Lordaeron reclaimed land.

According to the calculations of the draenei technicians, this land is full of mountains, frozen soil, and plains and lakes. There is enough land to support the existing nearly 300,000 draenei, and most importantly, this land The product is abundant, it is close to the sea on three sides, the fish resources are developed, and there are enough prey to hunt. At the northern end, it is also covered by snow mountains. It closes the road to the deeper mainland of Northrend, which is an excellent place to rest.

In the past year, the draenei civilians who have come here first have reclaimed a large number of farms here. Compared with those who are scarce pioneers, the draenei who have higher technology are more convenient. In a more complete way of reclamation, they will use mechanical creations similar to golems, which makes it easier for them to build houses and settlements.

When the Undead War broke out, the last draenei who had migrated from Redridge Mountains to Borean Tundra were surprised to find that their compatriots had already achieved self-sufficiency in the land of their new home. They even depended on the northern tundra. Haikou, built a small stone city, full of draenei-style buildings and a peaceful atmosphere here, these exiles of these stars feel the warmth of their home.

The most important task of the draenei people is to store enough materials and find a way to break through the space barriers before the cold winter of the Northrend continent. They will transfer the storm fortress that stays in the world of Draenor to their new home. They It has never been forgotten that there are nearly 200,000 compatriots living in the world controlled by the undead.

Yes, the Prophet Velen, who had made a deal with Tyrion, left his hand. He did not tell Tyrion that the Storm Fortress was severely damaged during the landing 200 years ago and had lost its ability to fly, but that The space jump system of the spacecraft is still barely usable. As long as it is a suitable time, the storm fortress will return to the new world in a safe and sound state.

But that requires a lot of resources. Even according to the most optimistic judgment, the draenei have only one opportunity to jump in space. Once it fails, the storm stronghold can no longer be separated from the world of Draenor. Those compatriots who live there, Will become the hostage of the Dark Blades threatening the draenei in his hand.

But to be honest, the Prophet was very worried and distressed lately, but these things are not what he really cares about. He is more concerned with the words that Tyrion told him during the Battle of East Valley.

"He said I personally sent my compatriots to hell..."

The Prophet sat in his meditation room, frowning and thinking about the meaning of Tyrion’s words. Although it may also be just the scheme of the King of Dark Blades, the Prophet could feel that Tyrion’s words were not untargeted. .

"Is there really some dark power in Northrend that I haven't discovered yet?"

The prophet turned the rosary in his hand, and the spark of the holy light was jumping between him, making his thoughts unable to resist the scene when he came to Azeroth two years ago, which was endless At night on the sea, he saw the meteor falling at the northernmost tip of the world at the moment he saw with his own eyes, and the twisted illusion about the future that appeared with the meteor.

All this made the Prophet feel the heavy pressure.

"The future is uncertain."

Velen meditated on this sentence and picked up the pendant of the soul song on his chest again. This one-seventh diamond of Atama crystal could let him see through the future, but as he said, he saw The future is just a fragment of one of countless kinds of futures. In many cases, the fragments seen will even contradict themselves. To become a qualified prophet, to be able to spy on the future is only basic skills...

You must also have enough wisdom and careful thinking to judge the value of the pictures you see is not trustworthy, and most importantly, you must respect the destiny while maintaining confidence in the fate of the fate, too respect the blind obedience, Destiny will bury you, and if you are too stubborn to resist, destiny will spur you.

This is the ability to truly become a prophet.

"Let me see it..."

In the faintly shining light, the Prophet closed his eyes, and the song of soul in his hand shivered slightly, and a hint of purple light began to entangle in the Prophet's hands, like a beating light, in the Prophet's In his mind, a picture slowly opened in front of his eyes, but it was like a layer of gauze, and it couldn't be seen as real.

He saw the Borean Tundra, the draenei working on the tundra, he heard their happy laughter, and in this misty picture, the prophet raised his head, in the dark night of the north, two Light spots like starlight are shining on the sky, a dark and obscure mass, reflecting each other with brilliance.

The Prophet felt something unknown from the deep darkness. His heart sank, he controlled his mind to float up in the sky, and flew towards the north. He saw a huge ice floe, which was as big as a province. The dark ice floes seem to be part of this continent, and in the south of the ice floes, a dark tower is rising at a very fast speed.

On the ice floes gleaming a faint blue light spot, the prophet thought it was light, but when he looked closely, he found that it was walking on the dark ice floes...undead!

The densely packed undead are more ugly than the dark blade undead of Commander Tyrion, mixed with too much bones, they build a dark palace for their king under the control of a huge will, and that escape In the dark clouds of the sky, the obscure icy laughter made the prophet shudder, and then the firelight, the firelight that ignited from the north of the ice floes was like igniting the dead wood piled up together, burning everything.

Between the panic fires, the scene in front of me was like a disturbed pool, dissipating in the rippling ripples.

"Another undead! Is this the **** he said?"

Velen took a deep breath, and the picture in front of him disappeared a little bit of mist. This is not a reality, but a certain scene in the infinite future. The prophet cannot even judge whether it is true until he gets enough information to support it. false.

And when he turned around, in this undissipated future segment, Velen suddenly found that a huge eyeball was floating behind him, just like the weird gods of the void, it was silent. Looking at him, the Prophet wouldn't even feel it if he didn't see it, and the light of shadow floated in that strange eyeball.

The prophet felt a trace of sarcasm, a trace of contempt, a trace of confusion in that eyeball.

"You...I saw you..."

The boring voice sounded strangely in the prophet's mind, just like the monster bred in the dark, awakened the meditating prophet violently, and the purple lines entwined in his palm quickly dissipated.

Velen touched his heart. He couldn't tell. Was the voice appearing in a future clip, or did it really sound in his heart just now?

But no matter whether this clip is true or not, there is a point where Velen can already judge, Northrend is not calm, if you want to continue living in this already built home, the draenei still have a lot to do a lot of.

"Marrad, come to me!"

The Prophet summoned the draenei’s bravest sergeant in his heart. Soon, the fully armed Marrad appeared in the Prophet’s meditation room. He looked at the tired Wei Lun, he asked softly :

"Prophet, do you see a bad future again? Is it a demon?"

"demon?"

Velen froze for a moment, indeed, in the past spying on the future, every time the scene of the draenei appeared, there must be a demon following, but this time... but this time, he saw the threat, but he No longer comes from the devil.

Could it be said that fate is guiding him...I don't need to worry about the demon threat anymore?

"No, not a demon."

The Prophet shook his head, letting out the strange thoughts in his heart. He looked at the big sergeant in front of him. He pondered for a moment and said:

"I saw the hidden darkness in the north of Northrend. Two completely different forces affected this continent, just after the snow mountain that isolated the northerly tundra and other earth, in the world surrounded by snow At the top... I will forbid the people to explore further north, but we must be prepared for everything, Marrad, after the end of this cold winter, I need you to set up an observation base outside the snow mountain with the bravest garrison. "

Velenmo was holding his beard. He poured a cup of hot tea for the sergeant. He said softly:

"Darkness will not spread to our new home for a while, the destiny of this world is changing every minute and every second, whether that future will become a reality no one knows... The time will also be repaired. When you set off, bring the forbidden ship. The most powerful battleship in our hands will become the new line of defense for the Draenei!"

"Ok."

The sergeant nodded, but after a while, he asked again:

"Prophet, IMHO, if we want to figure out what is hidden in this continent, why not ask those ancient settlers? You also know that the blue dragons that live on the islands southwest of the strait, they It must be clearer than us."

"Blue dragons... they are not friendly, Marlad, in the legend of Azeroth about the dragon, the blue dragon that controls the magical power has always appeared as a hermit, in the situation where we have just established a foothold. I hurried to visit now, it would seem that we are too impatient."

The rosary in the prophet's hand was spinning, he said softly:

"Of course, I will visit them at the right time, and I will go in person to meet the king of magic. In the collection of Dalaran, the human mage describes the Malygos with gorgeous and respectful text. This kind of high-level power we have never seen before, we must maintain the necessary humility."

"Yes, prophet, I have withdrawn the tribes who have inspected the terrain on the southwest coast."

Marrard said: "But when they returned, they passed by a place called Amber Cliff. It is said that there were red dragons... Did the dragons of Azeroth settle in Northrend? ?"

"I don't know."

The Prophet smiled. He took a sip of tea and said softly:

"Ah, it is rare to come to a new world rich in materials, Marard. After the cold winter, I plan to re-host a summer solstice celebration here. Our people have not celebrated our own for more than ten years. It's the festival, it's time to renew our traditions."

"Of course it is very good."

The sergeant also smiled. He looked at the gentle prophet. He asked:

"I don't know if it's an illusion, prophet, I always feel that after coming to this world, you seem to have full confidence in it..."

"Of course I will have confidence in Azeroth, Marrard."

The Prophet narrowed his eyes and said with emotion:

"In the past tens of thousands of years, I have never seen the scene of victory in future clips. In the dark nightmare that continues, I have even lost my confidence. We are hiding in Draenor. , Looking forward to new hope every day, but that is just self-consolation until we come here."

"In Azeroth, Marrad, you can’t see what I see, and I’ve seen it more than once...I saw the demons being driven away from this world, I even saw it , We re-entered the path of the stars, no longer for escape, but ... but with the help of new allies, we returned to our real hometown, I saw it."

"Argus, we will definitely go back, but here...Azeroth, here will also be our home, forever."

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