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Chapter 64. Anecdotes of Azeroth

Within the palace of Stormwind Keep

In the royal garden full of flowers, a tall black-haired boy who looked twelve or thirteen years old was playing with a boy of his age.

Of course, it was a boy's game. The training wooden swords collided with wooden swords, and half-grown boys were excited to imitate the game with burning blood.

"Hurry up, stand up Bell!"

"Your Highness Varian, can you change the game?" Bell picked up the sword that fell on the ground with a bitter face, and held it flat in front of him again.

The difficulty of this game is not in defeating Varian, but in how to "play with the prince" to the point of training Varian without hurting his self-esteem and maintaining his self-confidence.

"Is the child's origin really all right?"

King Ryan looked at his son lovingly, then his eyes stayed on Bell who was training with him, his eyes turned deeply, and after a while, he asked his best friend next to him in a deep voice

"You've asked that question many times, Lane."

Lothar, who was dressed in aristocratic attire, sighed, raised his glass and took a sip of wine, looked at Bell and said

"That's a good kid. Varian also needs a playmate of the same age. We are also very busy recently, and we don't have time to grow up with him..."

"Is it bad?"

"No..." Lothar organized his language and said to his friend

"The green 'orcs' that invaded from the black swamp continue to plunder civilians. They are very powerful. Although they are poorly equipped, our soldiers are no match for them one-on-one."

"On top of that, the terrain of the Black Swamp prevents our troops from going deep, and these orc armies have taken Deadwind Pass and begun to invade the Redridge Mountains. And most importantly, I suspect that these invaders did not come from our world……"

"Not from our world? You mean..." King Lane frowned

"I think it's time for me to visit our old friends." Lothar said seriously

Another friend he and Ryan grew up with, the guardian of the Tirisfal Council, the master of Karazhan, and the astral mage Medivh may know something.

But it was not because of these things that led to Lothar's decision to find Medivh...

Lothar didn't know if he should report to Ryan the information from a young apprentice of Medivh about their friend... going crazy.

Lothar felt a strong premonition of uneasiness. Before the triggering of this series of events, he always had a suffocating and indescribable sense of oppression.

"Father, Uncle Lothar."

Seeing his father and Lothar's boy stop the 'game' with Bell, he was a little excited and reported to his relatives as if asking for credit

"Bell said he dreamed of the Holy Light last night!"

"This is not surprising to Chivarian. Every citizen inspired by the Holy Light may dream of the Holy Light."

Lothar touched Varian's head, and said cordially and seriously

"But no matter what, it's not advisable to use a friend's secret as a talking point, you know?"

"Okay, Lothar, don't pick Varian's fault all day long."

Varian nodded obediently, and Lothar sighed softly as he looked at Varian and the doting Ryan

Lothar still couldn't talk about how his friend taught his son, but he always felt that Ryan was too fond of Varian.

Although it may be unlucky to say so, only a king who has experienced hardships and tempers is a qualified king.

Varian, too young, too childish.

"Bell, tell me about your dream." Ryan looked at this beautiful young man with great interest. Although he looks like those who use their bodies for business in the dark alley area, this young man has abilities that his peers do not possess and will

Bell hesitated a little cautiously. Although he didn't know much about kingship, he still respected the king very much.

"I dreamed of a very dazzling light." Bell honestly told his dream

"I vaguely saw that the ray of light seemed to be composed of many pieces... a jigsaw puzzle? He told me, let me find it, and find the holy light in my heart."

"It's really strange. Generally, priests dream of angels when they are inspired by the Holy Light."

Ryan looked at Bell with great interest.

The belief in the Holy Light has always been the unshakable mainstream in all human nations. Human beings in the era of Emperor Thoradin once saw angels waving golden wings in their dreams. Inspired by them, the first batch of human priests were born.

However, the human nations do not have a physical sustenance for the belief in the Holy Light. They believe in the Holy Light itself, but there is no "god" that gathers the Holy Light itself

"This child may really have the talent to summon the Holy Light." Ryan said to Lothar with a smile

"Maybe he should be sent to Majesty Faol for a look. Well, Bell, do you plan to become a priest?"

"I...don't know." Bell replied confusedly

"His Majesty Faol has been complaining that Stormwind City doesn't have a qualified royal priest. Maybe Bell can be a good pioneer. Well, it's decided like that."

Ryan easily decided Bell's next fate, and Lothar didn't refute anything. Varian was playing with his father, but Bell kept the secret in his heart.

He did tell Ryan everything he dreamed just now, but there was only one thing he kept in his heart.

The jigsaw puzzle that talked to him not only told him to find the holy light in his heart, but also told him to ask for his own name...

Out of consideration for King Ryan's attitude towards the belief in the Holy Light, Bell did not tell Ryan that the name of the existence that gathered endless Holy Light was

Mother of Light Zela

...

"Ahhh!!!"

Screams rang out in the cold tomb, and the Samsara team member named Jie Ge ran away like a lost dog

He is now full of endless regret and fear.

They were too naive and too stupid, they were all greedy for the treasures contained in the Tomb of Sargeras, and then entered here under the temptation of the damned "adventurous spirit" of the reincarnation.

Indeed, the difficulty of Tomb of Sargeras is not that high without starting the plot of 7.0 Legion Return.

There are not a large number of demons and Naga in the super difficult group version of 7.0. They are greedy and think that there are only some demons who killed the careless Gul'dan.

But they were wrong, and after painstakingly killing those demons by various means, they ushered in a bad fate.

First of all, the ubiquitous night elves' souls. Before the tomb of Sargeras was sunk into the sea by Aegwynn, it used to be the night elves' sacred cemetery, the Temple of the Moon. After it sank into the sea, these souls were Dissipated fel energy twisted into monsters.

Then, there were the ancient sisters of the moon who guarded this place, and they punished the humans who trespassed here without mercy.

But these are nothing, when they bypassed the guard of Aegwynn's soul through the reincarnation props and entered the secret room of the incarnation, intending to spy on the great power of the incarnation of the Dark Titan, which is comparable to seven or even eight stars, They were attacked by titan-forged.

The Maid of Vigilance, who guards the incarnation chamber, obeys the orders of Aegwynn. As the secondary guardian of the titan creation, not only was she corrupted by the fel energy of the incarnation of Sargeras, but her own awakening program was written into the void by the high-level guardians who created it. The annihilation agreement of the forces.

As flesh and blood creatures, even if they stepped into the avatar secret room with a lot of hidden props, they still haven't passed the scan of the Titan Creation.

They were judged to be corrupted creations of the ancient gods, and they were mercilessly attacked by the guard maids. The titan creations wielding arcane thunder hammers and fel flames possessed power comparable to those of the titan guardians, and they were wiped out immediately. their squad!

Today, there is only one brother Jie left, and he lost half of his arm. The evil energy in the wound burns his body and soul all the time, inflicting endless torture.

This is the price of greed.

Brother Jie fell to the ground with his legs cramp, his face collided fiercely with the hard ground. He tried to stand up with difficulty, but the pain from the evil energy burning his wound made him unable to move and howled.

Suddenly, footsteps accompanied by a pair of long legs in golden armor appeared in front of Jiege.

He raised his head with difficulty, his eyes widened slightly, and it was Cassandra standing in front of him.

"You, how could you..."

He said in a hoarse and unbelievable voice, but the next moment, his voice suddenly stopped like a stuck disk.

Now I suddenly remembered why they never had the memory of this woman...

This woman named Cassandra, all the memories about her seem to be hidden in layers of fog. The only thing she remembers is the memory after she came to their team.

Other than that, all searches for Cassandra's memory are blank, she seems to be inserted directly into their team by someone or some kind of force...

Brother Jie's face is full of horror, this kind of behavior is like a supernatural phenomenon——

The sharp and cold blade cut off his arm without hindrance, and took his life while wailing.

Cassandra looked indifferently at the black reincarnation watch in her hand, and casually threw it into the pocket of her left hand, which contained all bloody reincarnation watches.

After the death of the reincarnation, these beacons that should have been waved by the main god as the terminal of the reincarnation were intercepted by Mufeng.

This is the method given to him by the system. As long as the signal of the Black Rubik's Cube is used to hack and modify the status information of these reincarnation watches, he can rely on feedback of false information to deceive the main god's ID check.

And these reincarnation watches will be used as props for Mufeng to cultivate the next batch of black household IDs who invade the space of the main god.

"What's the next task?"

Daphne slowly revealed her figure from the air beside her. Compared with her original appearance, Daphne now gives people a cold feeling both in temperament and in existence

"Go to the deepest part of this tomb."

Cassandra slowly took out the Black Rubik's Cube in her palm, and the jumping beacon was excited in the air, tearing and opening a rift in space!

Dozens of heretics wearing praying hand equipment came to this world without a trace. When the main god helps to shield the bronze dragon, it is the best time for them to steal the mysterious power of Azeroth.

"The goal is in the chamber of incarnations. The first thing to do is to get the Eye of Sargeras, and then the incarnate body of Sargeras."

Cassandra took a deep breath, and felt a slight burning sensation in her lungs after inhaling the smell of evil energy in the tomb.

"The first goal is to get the Eye of Sargeras. As for the incarnation of Sargeras, if you can't get it, don't force it. Our messenger will come with the Pillar of Creation, so let's wait for him first."

"How about your prophecy?" the tallest heretic, covered in pitch-black robes, said in a muffled voice.

"...I cannot predict." Cassandra replied

After entering this world, her ability to prophesy can no longer be activated. It's ridiculous to say that he is always tortured by the bad prophecy ability on weekdays, but when he loses it all of a sudden, he feels uncomfortable all over.

"Let's go, get the secret of supreme power for Master Las..."

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Chapter 65. The Arrogance of the Elf

"ah!!!"

Wrapped with green vines and luxurious wood, the big bed is filled with the gorgeous style of elves. It seems that time has passed, and the handsome elves woke up.

He was sweating profusely, with emerald green hair hanging down, and his golden crown was placed beside him, but his handsome face, which was always full of the majesty of the king, did not relax at all, only a huge panic.

He had a dream, a terrible nightmare.

He dreamed of the blazing burning of Alfred Wangsen, the flames were eating away at this beautiful forest, the noble creatures were dying from the scorching, and in the explosion that tore the sky and the earth that burst the earth, the royal family of the elves was destroyed once.

It has to be said that this is exactly the worst nightmare.

He gently calmed his restless heart, put on his clothes, washed and arranged everything, looked at his pale face in the mirror, and showed a self-deprecating smile.

What is he worried about? What did he need to worry about?

This is Alfred's Wang Sen, this is the Vincent Forest, and this is the land of their elves!

It is connected to Mount Alf, the highest peak in the west of the continent. As the largest holy place and homeland of the elves, it towers under the huge holy king tree in the center of the forest. The city of trees spreading outward is the king's capital of the elves.

The white holy stone built the royal palace of the Alf royal family, and the defense here is impenetrable, for the power to defend here

What had he to worry about, what had he to fear?

It's just to scare yourself.

King Rafael patted his face and gathered his energy. At this time, the maid Aina also came in, bowed to Rafael and said

"Your Majesty, two distinguished visitors have arrived today."

"Huh? What is it?" Rafal said casually while taking care of his handsome face

"It's an envoy from Orari, and an envoy from the Ragia Empire."

The maid paused, and said in a happy voice

"The envoys who came to visit Orari are members of the Loki family, and His Royal Highness Riveria has also returned."

Rafal stopped moving, and there was a look of joy in his eyes, but he still suppressed it.

"Hey, then take me to see that unfilial girl." Rafal coughed and said while maintaining his father's dignity

"And what about the envoys of Rakia?"