"K'ure Alliance" was created quickly and concisely, but without any trace of sloppiness.
Orcs's three Chieftain and one heroine, plus Grand Executor and Vigilant Saint on Draenei's side and Krokuun Legion's generals, the combined weight of both sides and the forces they represent is enough to shake up the situation in the Draenor world.
Just as Dick suggested, everyone recited solemn oaths under Oshu'gun Holy Mountain, requesting Ancestral Spirit, World Elements and Holy Light serves as a witness. With the century-old friendship between K'ure the Crown and Ancestral Spirit, the "Justice League" that Diakum has been pursuing since his awakening has come naturally today.
Recruit Yrel, who followed Saint throughout the entire process and participated in almost all operations, big and small, felt full of accomplishment at this moment.
A little tired, she sat on a stone, looked at the leaders forming an alliance not far away, turned to Nubodon and Lelan and said:
"Today's feat will definitely be written down in the future history of the Draenor world, I am sure of this."
"Anyone with eyes knows, my poor Yrel."
Lelan shook her head and said to Yrel:
"But have you thought about your future position in life?"
"Ah?"
Yrel doesn't quite understand the meaning of Lelan.
This is normal. Garrison Commanders are not as sharp as Arcane Mage, so Nubodon next to them explained in a low voice:
"You made an oath in front of K'ure the Crown on behalf of the young people born in the Draenor world. Yrel, you should know the weight of this oath!
Although in the eyes of a great man like Diakum the Saint, all Draenei are compatriots, we all know that the people have actually shown signs of division. Perhaps in the future, when we complete the great cause of recovering Argus, those people who were born here will choose to stay in Draenor.
For you, this is your hometown."
"You made the oath, K'ure the Crown gave you blessings, Vigilant personally named you "Hand of K'ure", I think Great Prophet Velen and Grand Executor Haddon will also be happy to see such a development.
But Yrel, you don't seem to understand that in a sense, you have actually been "hand-picked" to be the leader of those young people and become the representative of Draenei who was born in Draenor."
Lelan patted her shoulder, sighed and said:
"You took the initiative to shoulder this burden, but you seemed to have never thought about what it meant before taking the oath. At least, those radical young Sargereis have turned from Diakum the Saint's troubles into troubles that you have to solve.
If you don't deal with those radicals who were bewitched by Othaar, your Holy Light Vow will never be completed, but this is a difficulty visible to the naked eye.
Not on the level of force, but on the level of morality.
You can't kill them all, they are your compatriots after all."
"Ah?"
Yrel is completely confused now.
She subconsciously touched her forehead which lit up Mark of Naaru's Blessing.
Only then did she understand the "heavy blessings" words that Saint said when he took her away from Oshu'gun Holy Mountain, and why Diakum the Saint wanted to transfer his seal of Holy Light to her.
It turns out that this is not only a reward for her heroic battle, but also an inheritance of responsibility.
"Coco, what should I do?"
The recruits looked at their companions blankly, and Lelan and Nubodon showed helpless smiles.
The former is a serious "Oronaar City city registered permanent residence", and the latter was not born in Draenor. In their words, they can help but they can never make decisions for the Draenei Clan's next Grand Executor Yrel.
"Looks like I need Lightforging's wisdom from Vigilant!"
Yrel After thinking hard for a few minutes, my head hurt but I couldn't think of a solution, so I decisively decided to "shake people".
But Dick is busy right now and really has no time to help his apprentices with suggestions.
After the simple but solemn alliance ceremony, Old Whiteclaw Zargrel and the heroine Draka will immediately return to Frostfire Ridge. On the one hand, they must gather their own clans, and on the other hand, they must attract the reclusive but powerful Mok'Nathal hunters to join the lawful camp for the K'ure Alliance.
It's not a easy job, so they have to hurry up.
But when saying goodbye, the Orcs heroine Draka approached Dick with some hesitation. She seemed to want to ask something but seemed to be afraid of something.
That hesitant posture seriously weakened the heroic appearance that the heroine should have had.
"You obviously have some doubts and eager curiosity in your heart."
Dick said softly in the humble tone that Priest should have:
"Then please ask. We have some free time to chat in this moment of victory, ma'am."
"So, are you really a prophet? I heard that you Draenei have always had the inheritance of a prophet, and it is not the honorific title that we Orcs use to address the noble Shaman. It is a "prophet" in the literal sense, and you can see into the mysteries of fate and the future."
Draka is a very forthright female Orcs. When she was about to say goodbye, she did not hide it. She jumped off her Dire Wolf and comforted the war beast who was a little restless because of the proximity to Vigilant. Then she glanced at Gaiara who was packing her bags in the distance and preparing to return to Frostfire Ridge with her.
She whispered:
"I heard Ner'zhul Chieftain say before that you judged that my daughter has been "blessed by fate"? I want to ask, what does this mean? After all, she is my daughter, and I think I should have enough rights to know."
"Well, I can't declare to you that I am an outstanding prophet. Although my understanding of destiny is indeed beyond ordinary people, compared with the real prophet of our tribe, Velen, I can only be regarded as a "peeper of destiny."
Dick smiled and replied with Orcish:
"So, Ms. Draka, in your imagination, what great achievements can your daughter and your unborn son perform in the future and what missions can they shoulder? You can make a bold guess."
"Interesting."
Draka smiled.
After thinking for a moment, she stroked her still flat belly and said:
"My daughter will become an Orcs hero like me, and she may become the first female Chieftain in the Frostwolf Clan history!
She will lead the clan to prosperity, and my son Go'el will get along very well with his sister. Considering that I already have an outstanding heir, my husband also hopes that my daughter can break the tradition with her own efforts and merits, so my son may become an outstanding Shaman like the elder Dracada.
He will assist my daughter in leading the clan and become the spiritual leader of the Frostwolf Clan. In the future, he will become a respected Shaman leader like Ner'zhul, Drek'Thar and my mother-in-law.
Yes!
If they can do this, Durotan and I, along with Ancestral Spirit, will laugh out loud."
"A good wish, full of parents' good expectations for their children."
Dick also laughed out loud.
But after a few seconds, he shook his head and said:
"Then what if I tell you that your son will save the world from danger many times in the future with the help of the elements, and will be respected as "Saviors" by the entire world, and your daughter will carry the banner of leadership when the entire civilization falls into despair, lead all Orcs to fight for survival, and ultimately lead them to create a new career through all the obstacles?
Frostwolf Clan will become the most prominent Orcs clan because of their existence, and may even become the representative of Orcs civilization.
You will have two "Savior" children, madam.
From this point of view, you and your husband are really great. Of course, your story will not stop with death. Please believe me, you are also a person blessed by fate.
Death is just the beginning of another more glorious journey for you.
But I must make a "disclaimer" about this.
After all, that is just one possibility among the countless destinies I have seen, and it will not necessarily come true. I have always believed that personal destiny should be in the hands of the individual."
"You scared me, Draenei!"
Ms. Draka obviously didn't believe this rhetoric, she curled her lips and said:
"It is said that your prophet is the most eloquent, and it seems to be true now. Even the most outrageous Shaman dare not make such a prediction. And if the survival of the Draenor world depends on one person, then I think this weak world should just perish.
After all, anyone who fights alone will always fail, it's just a matter of time."
"I hope so."
Dick never argues with others about this matter, just like what he complained about himself.
As for the magical thing "destiny", unless the person involved sees or experiences it with his own eyes, no one will believe him when he tells the truth.
Of course, this is also because the Draka family is really awesome. It is no problem to say that the three of them, mother and son, are the "absolute protagonists" of the Orcs story. As for the current head of the Frostwolf Clan family, the legendary Chieftain Durotan.
Well, anyway, according to the concluding remarks of elder Drek'Thar decades later, his greatest contribution to the civilization of the Frostwolf Clan and Orcs was to leave his son Thrall, I don't know if Drek'Thar, the evil legend Shaman, is being sarcastic, but to be honest, this comment is a bit too humiliating to the Frostwolf Clan, the legend Chieftain.
Of course, the "exit method" of Durotan and Draka in True History of the Dark Portal is indeed a bit sloppy.
"I will definitely encounter danger when I go back this time. What happened to the elder Zargrel is enough to wake me up. As a mother, I cannot let my immature children take risks with me."
Draka finally spoke out her request after a moment of silence. She said to Dick:
"I hope to allow Gaiara to follow you temporarily. On the one hand, let her represent Frostwolf Clan and contribute to the future of the K'ure Alliance. On the other hand, her growth also needs the guidance of famous teachers.
There is no doubt that you are the most outstanding trainer I could find for her in this world, not only in strength, but also in wisdom and kindness."
"Really?"
Dick raised his eyebrows and said:
"I didn't even know that I had the talent of being a "trainer"? How did you find out about this?"
"That girl!"
Draka pointed to Yrel not far away, and she whispered:
"Although she is obviously not strong enough to face the pressure of fate head-on, I can see that her potential is already being redeemed rapidly. I heard that this girl was just an ordinary villager a month ago?
It's been an incredible growth trajectory, and you've obviously been a huge part of it.
Finally, your adopted daughter Lelan and I have been friends for many years. I know that Lelan has been seeking a peaceful coexistence between Orcs and Draenei. I am very relieved to have Gaiara learn from Lelan."
"But aren't you worried that your daughter will be lost in the light?"
Dick was silent for a few seconds and asked softly:
"Young people lack the support of experience and will lack judgment in important decisions. Although I am not Eternal Sun, following a light for a long time will make people ignore the shadow behind them. What if in the future, Gaiara becomes the first paladin among Orcs"
"If that's her choice, if that's her destiny, then I'll accept it."
Draka said seriously:
"I heard a hint of "vigilance" hidden in your words. This may be the source of your nickname "Vigilant". It is really hard to imagine that a Force Walker like you can maintain such rationality towards your beliefs.
To be honest, this makes me more assured that my daughter will study with you."
"Well, you have already said this, and I can't refuse."
Dick laughed dumbly and said:
"Just let her follow me, but I will go to Highmaul next, and maybe Spires of Arak. These are very dangerous places, so I hope your daughter is prepared to suffer."
I am not an elder who dotes on children."
"She does need some real work to become a good person."
Draka stepped onto her Dire Wolf, and she said goodbye to Diakum the Saint with the courtesy of Orcs, saying:
"She will definitely become the proud leader of the wolf pack. I believe that my daughter will not live up to the blood of the Frostwolf Clan. So, goodbye, Vigilant Saint. Maybe the next time we meet will be on the battlefield fighting side by side.
I hope you will be victorious in the rest of your journey!"
"Beware of the wolf that calls you in every dream."
Dick also reminded:
"Annihilator, who was killed by me, can walk in Dream of All Beings, and the wolf is the symbol of you Orcs, especially Frostwolf Clan, which means that you are likely to face a spiritual temptation and war. Therefore, I also wish you victory in the face of darkness, Ms. Draka."
"Thanks."
The bold heroine waved her hand and drove Dire Wolf to her daughter.
Dick is about to go back and discuss the next action plan with his new recruits. He really does not have any more time to waste on the victory moment he just completed. Highmaul's Ogre Shaman may not be able to hold on for much longer.
But when he left the shadow of Oshu'gun Holy Mountain, he saw two sturdy Krokuun Legion Hunter Cavalry carrying an armament box decorated with gems in front of him. The heavy object was placed in front of Dick, making Saint raise his eyebrows.
"Remember what I told you before? My child."
Old Hatton sounded in front of Dick with a gratified voice.
Grand Executor, who had just drank the wine of alliance with Matron Geyah, Ner'zhul and Old Whiteclaw Zargrel, was now a little tipsy. Accompanied by Jaide, he came to Dick, pointed at the armaments box and said:
"In addition to helping you solve the problem of Oshu'gun, I'm here to deliver equipment to you. I know you won't waste time reminiscing with an old man like me, and the current situation doesn't allow us to waste a whole night reminiscing about the past, so let's keep the story short.
Take this set of Crystalcasting armor and the glorious weapon and continue your journey, my child.
The "K'ure Alliance" promoted by you has completely rewritten the diplomatic relations between our Draenei and Orcs in this world. This achievement alone is enough to prove the gold content of your "Saint"."
The old man laughed and bent down, helping Dick open the magic lock of the gem box. With the assistance of Jaide, he opened the heavy box, revealing a complete set of shapes stacked inside. The thick, sturdy and mighty War Armor, and on top of that War Armor is placed a Gleam radiant Crystalcasting great sword.
"This armor is a gift from the Archbishops, Diakum, my brother."
Jaide introduced next to him:
"Archbishop Nali put forward her opinion. She knew that your Holy Light at this time was too hot and powerful. Ordinary armor could not withstand the power of the sun-scorching Sunflare. Therefore, Archbishop Hataaru personally designed it and used it. The fragmentary remains of Deori's crown stored by Auchindoun Sanctuary were used as raw materials, which were cast by Lady Kara using Holy Light. Finally, Great Prophet and Archbishop Ishaana personally consecrated it.
We worked together to create this set of "Guiding Light" and "War Armor" for you.
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It represents Draenei's respect and protection for Saint who guides us in the darkness. It is both your War Armor and your vestment. Wear it, Diakum! Our blessings will be with you, and there will be no power in this world that can harm you."
"It's too expensive. This gorgeous armor makes me feel terrified."
Dick stretched out his hand and touched the heavy plate armor decorated with silver and gold in front of him.
As Jaide said, the cold precision-cast steel is dotted with shimmering crystal fragments, which are the remains of another guardian Naaru D'ore. These sacred objects have been stored in Auchindoun Sanctuary for more than two hundred years.
This time, for him, the Draeneis took out the holy objects and used them to cast this suit.
This is enough to make Dick feel warm in his heart. It is the people he protects giving back to the heroes who protect him in this way, and its properties of running runes in front of Vigilant's eyes are definitely worthy of this praise and award:
[Protective gear name: Guiding Light holy clothing [Vigilant exclusive·Equipment the One]
Protective gear quality: Crystalcasting·Epic[8/8]
Protective gear features: Excellent energy adaptation·Excellent Holy Light convergence·Crystalized resonance·Durable wear
Protective gear effects:
[2/8]·Energy Armor:
This protective gear is made using Arcanite Crystal energy injection technology, which enables it to conduct extraordinary energy, so it will not be damaged due to energy concentration.
Specialized for Vigilant's combat style, it can concentrate high temperature and high heat on War Armor crystal components when it withstands huge amounts of sunburn, and strengthens the power of all holy flame combat skills after charging.
[4/8]·Armor of Holy Power:
This protective gear is cast by Guardian Naaru Kara using Holy Light, so it has the characteristics of "gathering of holy power".
When Vigilant wears this armor and keeps its parts generally intact, Vigilant's endurance, energy and holy power recovery speed will be further improved. At the same time, this War Armor can greatly increase the power and destructive power of Priest's magic.
[6/8]·Energy-charging armor:
This protective gear is made of crystal fragments from the fallen Naaru D'ore, so it can be regarded as the "second Radiant Energy Pool".
When Vigilant wears this armor, when the individual Radiant Energy Pool reaches full charge, the armor can additionally store a large amount of radiant energy/holy power for Vigilant. The storage limit is 35% of Vigilant's personal Radiant Energy Pool upper limit.
This stored energy can be automatically replenished when the Vigilant individual enters energy weakness.
[8/8]·Resonance from Armor:
This protective gear is made of crystal fragments from the fallen Naaru D'ore, so it possesses some of Deori's natural abilities.
When Vigilant wears this armor and releases a healing/protective spell, the armor will copy the spell and perform "resonance release". The effect of the copied spell is weaker than the original one, but there is no cooldown time for triggering this feature.
Tip!
Because a large amount of Naaru crystals are used as materials, this War Armor sacrifices part of its quality (Legendary→Epic) to make it more in line with Vigilant's personal fighting style and prevent it from being burned by a huge amount of light and heat.
When the damage of the armor exceeds the threshold, please find a blacksmith as soon as possible to repair it.
Archbishop Hataaru added some repair modules unique to Draenei when designing the War Armor. If necessary, Vigilant can use ordinary Arcanite Crystal as repair components, but this operation may further increase the damage to the armor.
Producer: Draenei Clan Bishop Council
Item description:
[Look how much they love you, Vigilant. They are even willing to spend their meager wealth to make a piece of tattered clothes for you. This kindheartedness touches even a cold-blooded bastard like me.
Woohoo, I cried, I was just pretending.
My heart is good, but my craftsmanship is a bit poor. I am confused. How can I make a set of epic War Armor using legendary materials such as fragments of the fallen Naaru? So, do you Draenei all have a pair of pig hooves?
I'm not bragging, let my buddy do it. Even if he closes his eyes and drinks a large pot of void wine, he can use these ingredients to make a set of Force Artifact for you.
Alas, what a waste of good stuff.
My suggestion is, just wear whatever you want.
Draenor It's hard to find a better place in the countryside, but there are so many good things on the big stage at Azeroth, it's like a treasure trove for you to take. So, how much time are you going to waste at Draenor?
Get it done here!
Let's get down to business!]
Dick has learned to ignore the damn item descriptions, and he can't use two of the four special effects of the armor in front of him. After all, his Holy Power Pool capacity and holy power recovery speed at this time have exceeded the scope of a legend arriving in advance as a demigod. The marginal effect of power is extremely exaggerated.
But the remaining two special effects make Dick very satisfied.
He has really had enough of the tragedy of having to "explode" every time he fights. At least this set of War Armor will not melt and disintegrate because it cannot withstand the light and heat of Sun Herald.
This is enough!
Anyway, Dick never relies on equipment bonuses to fight. Even if he is naked, he can kill the legendary Orcs Chieftain.
There is no way, I am strong as an individual and I have the confidence to speak.
However, compared to the set of Crystalcasting War Armor and Diakum in the armament box, the sword is what Diakum pays more attention to.
A broad-bladed heavy sword, even judging from Draenei's size, this thing is an out-and-out "giant". It requires ordinary Draenei's hands to lift it. However, with the strength attribute of Diakum, who ranks at the forefront of the legendary rank, he can lift this giant sword with one hand.
The blade is very simple, even a bit "simple".
The blade of the sword is edged on one side and is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom so that the center of gravity is concentrated in the front, making every cut more deadly.
The hilt of the sword is made of crystal without much skill. What attracts the One's attention is the Holy Light inscription on both sides of the blade. It is said that it is the "enchantment" consecrated by the old Velen himself. There is a semicircular groove in the top area of the sword blade, and a Shining Crystal polished into a circle is suspended in it.
Well, just from this description, old ass people already know that this thing is a replica of Holy Light Artifact·Ashbringer.
But considering that there are still more than ten years left before Ashbringer is forged at this time, Diakum can proudly claim that the one in his hand is the "genuine product".
However, this classic weapon was not finished.
"The blacksmiths have tried their best to comply with your request, Diakum, but even with Lady Kara's participation, the scorching heat contained in the crystal purified by your own hands is a bit exaggerated. Lady Kara said that the holy flame in the crystal came from the blessing of Brilliant Star, and it cannot coordinate the energy well."
Old Hatton sighed and said:
"If Genedar is still there, we can complete the last step of quenching through Radiant Forge, but now Lady Kara is very weak, and it has to bear the heavy responsibility of contacting Army of the Light. It will not be able to help you complete the forging of this artifact for a while.
Therefore, this last step can only be figured out by yourself."
"It doesn't matter, this is enough! In constant battles, polishing by the holy flame will temper the waste out of this weapon, and what will remain in the end will be the true power of brilliance.
I expect it to bear such a heavy burden, and I also expect that I can use it to cut off my destiny in the future!"
Diakum stroked the sharp blade, looked at it and admired it, and saw another weapon panel popping up with golden runes beating in the movement of his fingers:
[Weapon name: Unnamed War Sword·Untempered
Weapon category: Arathor Empire style classic two-handed sword
Weapon quality: Appears after quenching is completed
Weapon characteristics: Appear after quenching is completed
Weapon special effects: Appear after quenching is completed
Producer: Karabor Temple Weapon Artisan
Item Description:
[What a shameless "plagiarist", I should really make a dream call to Fuding, who is just a happy and pious little nobleman, right now, so that he can find a way to come to the Draenor world and give you a hard slap in the face.
But how can I put it, seeing you so shamelessly holding the power of the future in your hands makes me very happy, all because I taught you well!
This is right!
Those who do big things don't stick to trivial matters. Since we are all doing life-threatening work, why do we need to be embarrassed?
You have to know that when you have a conscience, you can do great things! When you abandon your conscience, you can do even crazier and great things. This is my dark wisdom, which I give to you for free today.
If you still want to hear it, you have to pay more!
In addition, use your muscles and brain to think carefully about what kind of flame you should use to quench it, so as not to waste this good thing that the uncle wanted to hold in his arms when he was young.]
Dick moved his fingers, letting his burning Holy Light wrap around the unquenched giant blade, as if checking the weapon in his hand, and then said to Father Haddon next to him with a surprised look on his face:
"If I'm not mistaken, this sword uses Celestial Gold? We have left Argus for more than 20,000 years, haven't we used up the fine steel from our hometown?"
"What you have in your hand is the last bit."
Jaide shook his head and said:
"In order to help you forge this giant sword, Father Haddon took out the last souvenirs from his hometown that he had secretly collected, but I think it was worth it.
Although you have always used your staff as a war spear, we all know that there is still a difference between a staff and a war spear. The birth of this giant sword just allows you to have the true power of Invincible, and you are worthy of it.
No.
It is an honor for this sword to be used by you!
Use our Eredar tradition to give it a name."
"There is only one name worthy of it and the mission it will carry in the future."
Dick flicked the blade, winked at Old Hatton and Jaide and said:
"Ashbringer. That's what I'll call it!"
"Cool, what a cool name."
Jaide blew an inappropriate whistle and said:
"Does it mean that wherever the war blade touches, everything will turn into ashes?"
"No."
Old Hatton shook his head and said:
"I think what Diakum wants to express is that even the ashes of duckweed far away from homeland still have the desire to rekindle! Just like our Eredar's destiny."
"Ahem, you three, I'm sorry to interrupt your reminiscing about old times, but if it's a matter of tempering a powerful artifact, I have a solution here."
Old Orcs Ner'zhul didn't know when he came to the three of them. He leaned on Shadowmoon Staff and looked at the sharp giant blade in Diakum's hand with admiration, and said softly:
"Do you still remember that before arriving at Garadar, I told you that I already had a rough plan on how to deal with the Burning Blade Clan?
Just right!
While Old Dal made the wrong choice, while the two sides are already hostile, we can do two things together! Holy Land Vahalor of the Burning Blade Clan once forged the legendary Flame Blade Zun'xuu, which is the sharpest Invincible artifact in our Orcs history.
Perhaps not long after, it will also be honored to witness the birth of the equally legendary "Ashbringer"."
PS:
Thanks to the leader of "Sassy