Do the 21 Arakkoa Plan to Burn Old Velen's Only Son to Death? No, Have They Always Been This Bold?

"Dragonmaw Clan warriors, burn Blue Skins to death! For Horde!"

Wild roars accompanied by the neighing of Two-Headed Wyvern resounded above the Shattrath City harbor. Amid the fluttering sounds of the Dragonmaw Clan Battle Standard, the Warriors, riding ferocious mounts, fearlessly chased and fought with the Draenei air cavalry that took off in front of them.

Orcs's flying dragon has two heads, is larger and has a fierce and aggressive personality. Draenei only has spirit dragons, which are flying units with the same fangs and claws. They are not good at close combat but can breathe from a distance, so they can barely deal with them in the air.

As for the flying rays

Well, this thing doesn't even have claws. The One's attack method is to spit acid with weak energy. They are petite and are real "air hump beasts". They are at most an "ornamental Pokémon" and can only be used to carry air cavalry for flight and alert.

If you want to "dog fight" Two-Headed Wyvern with flying rays and Orcs, you are definitely overthinking it.

Therefore, the air battles between the two sides are often dominated by Orcs, forcing the Draenei air cavalry to rely on Shattrath City's Auchenai Crystal Tower for defensive operations, but Dragonmaw Clan's Orcs is not a fool.

They quickly measured the ultimate range of these dangerous energy towers, and then carried out unscrupulous harassment of the Draenei city beyond the range of "anti-aircraft weapons".

Although the current War Horde is not as exaggerated as "Iron Horde" in another timeline and can be equipped with thermal weapons, there are many Warlock of the Dragonmaw Clan, and they can throw spells in the air to the ground and even summon Hellfire to raid.

Even though it couldn't cause a lot of damage, such frequent harassment still made Shattrath City's defense general Ti LSLan very angry.

This thousand-year veteran who had participated in the decisive battle of Argus was standing on the defense platform of the port with a pale face. He didn't need a telescope to see Orcs and Two-Headed Wyvern falling from the sky in a cool spiral. Before Auchenai Crystal Tower shot out lightning, the ferocious beast first spit out flames, causing confusion on a ship that was originally transporting arms.

In addition to Crystal Tower, Shattrath City also has city defense guns, but the problem is that using that thing to "fight a plane" is a bit too much.

"General, be careful!"

Just when Ti LSLan was observing the battlefield trying to find Dragonmaw Orcs's weaknesses, a warning sound came from high altitude.

Amidst the screams of the flying ray knights, two Hellfire meteorites fell from the sky right on the observation platform where the general was located. Although they failed to hit the target, two dark green Hellfire giants rose from the ground amidst the violent explosions.

The moment the ferocious demonic structure appeared, it raised its claws in an attempt to cause massacre, but then Crystalcasting's war spear was thrown out from the scattered rubble, hitting Hellfire's fused core right in front of him, Holy Light The burst of caused one Hellfire to be knocked down in an instant. The disgraced defensive general jumped out with a roar, grabbed the shield next to him and hammered the other Hellfire's burning head hard.

He is a thousand-year veteran who has fought in the Antoran battle and the Mac'Aree decisive battle!

Although he has always missed the opportunity to join the glorious Hand of Argus Legion, he has a lot of experience in how to deal with this bluffing thing like Hellfire, and Hellfire hit both ends but failed to kill Blue Skins's defensive general, the high-level Dragon Roar Warlock Nekros Skullcrusher who attacked in the air, suddenly looked disappointed, and secretly cursed in his heart that none of these Blue Skins who can hold high positions are simple!

The Eternal Life species are really outrageous. Each one of them Warrior has so much combat experience that it's outrageous.

But Warlock knows that he can't stay here for long.

After all, this is the main city of Blue Skins. Sneaking over with the Warrior clan and setting fire to a few ships is the limit. What we are fighting is a "breakout battle" that comes and goes like the wind.

Right now, Great Chieftain is going to Talador to increase his troops. Since the ground rangers were brutally repelled by the Krokuun Legion, only the air cavalry like himself can still have the advantage. The friction between the two sides has not officially escalated into a war. At this time, if Blue Skins catches him, it will not be so easy to escape.

As a high-level Warlock who has done "big things" in True History of the Dark Portal in the future, Nekros Skullcrusher is alert enough. However, today is obviously not his lucky day.

When he led the victorious Dragonmaw Clan cavalry away from Shattrath City's pursuit arrogantly, a sudden gunshot startled him, and then the huge and ferocious Two-Headed Wyvern leader screamed and bled from his left eye.

The bullet shattered the dragon's head.

Fortunately, it has two heads and has been trained for a long time, otherwise it would have crashed during this attack.

The high-level Warlock who was attacked pulled up the reins and relied on his many years of animal training experience to make his mount spin in the air in a circle, seemingly to avoid the dangerous hunter's second blow. But when he readjusted his direction, what caught his eye was a golden light rushing towards him from above the clouds.

Is that Two-Headed Wyvern from Lightforging?

What a strange thing is this! Does Draenor have such a thing?

Before the answer to the question flashed through Warlock's mind, his eyes widened instantly as if he had seen something incredible. He even rubbed his eyes to confirm that he had seen it correctly. Then he jumped from his saddle regardless of his identity and the danger of high altitude, and jumped to the sea below like a skydive.

This reaction made the surrounding Dragonmaw Orcs confused, but after a second they knew why their own Warlord wanted to do this kind of "performance art" that was almost suicidal.

"Boom"

The high-temperature condensed Holy Fire was like a heavy punch. Diakum swooped down and struck the nearest Two-Headed Wyvern with an expressionless swing. When the faucet was ignited, a circle of scorching hot Holy Halo exploded and spread outwards. The surrounding flying dragons that had no time to pull up were enveloped together with the Dragonmaw Sky Raiders behind them.

The hot White Holy Flame burned these beasts to howl, and the Felblood Orcs behind them screamed and burned to death as they fell.

Just like these extremely aggressive holy flames, they hate everything related to Fel.

"Neri! Kill them and don't let any of them go!"

Diakum, who had completed three kills, drove his sacred vehicle to dive towards the sea to pursue the escaping Warlord, while shouting to the Archbishop who was flying down behind him on a spiritual dragon.

Archbishop Nali did not reply, but the gunshots that kept ringing in the air and the excited neighing of the spirit dragon "Gleam" represented that an encounter hunt had begun in this port.

Well, as for why Diakum, who returned to Shattrath City to assist in the defense a few days ago, appeared together with Neri at this time.

What?

Shouldn't Vigilant Saint, who works hard for the people, be allowed to enjoy rare private time with his girlfriend? The hero and the archbishop should also go on a date and have sex while saving the world, okay?

Not to mention Archbishop Nali's condition today, judging from the huge waves splashed by Vigilant as he drove the Lightforging flying dragon headlong into the sea outside the port, he may not have had "enjoyment" in the previous "battle", so much so that he was filled with anger when he was chasing down the unlucky Orcs Warlord.

At this time, high-level Warlock Nekros Skullcrusher, who had already relied on his good swimming skills to desperately escape to the coastline, noticed the deadly ghostly movement behind him.

When he looked back, he saw the terrifying Draenei giant chasing him with a bright giant sword. Sun Herald's hot Holy Light contacted the surrounding sea water and even burned out high-temperature steam, making Shadow Council's "number one enemy" Diakum attack like he was riding a cloud flying close to the sea.

This scene made the soul of high-level Warlock explode. How could that outrageous bastard be so fast in the water?

No!

Wrong!

It was his strange Holy Warsteed that turned into a holy Lightforging "war turtle" after entering the water.

The shape is exactly that of Draenor, a common sea turtle on the coast. Its speed in the water is very average, but it is definitely much stronger than Orc Warlock, who can use his hands and legs to move water with his "endless breathing".

What kind of amphibious smart vehicle is this?

How come you, Draenei, are cheating across versions?

"I recognize you!"

When Diakum was close to Warlock, he lifted up Ashbringer and struck it with a knife, sending Voidwalkers summoned by Nekrus back to Twisting Nether's happy hometown. He brought up Most Holy Slash with one punch, exploded Dark Pact's shield and Demon Armor's Warlock, and ripped apart Nekrus's left arm while Blinding Light exploded.

In the midst of Orc Warlock's screams, he lifted him up from the water by his neck. After looking up and down several times and observing that no one would destroy his idol baggage, he let out a villainous laugh that should never appear on Warrior of Light and said:

"Well, even if we haven't met yet, Red Dragon Queen still owes me a favor, right?" Dragon Rider "Nekros Skullcrusher. If Ruby Sanctum doesn't send me a ten-ton medal, it means they have no conscience."

"What? What Red Dragon Queen?"

Warlock yelled in horror, and when he was begging for mercy, he saw a hot hand gently placed on his forehead, and Vigilant's perverted "Jie Jie Jie" laughter sounded like he was out to pick up money.

Bastard!

Don't laugh like that, do you know that your Saint makes my demon-blooded Warlock scalp numb? And the elders of the Soul Palace are going to be exterminated by you!

Looking at Nekrus's frightened and confused expression, Vigilant whispered like a lullaby:

"This is a little secret between me and my destiny. It doesn't matter if you don't understand it. Just pay attention to it in the next life."

"Boom"

A few minutes later, when Diakum leisurely drove his "Holy Light War Turtle" back to the messy Shattrath port, he saw the embarrassed Ti LSLan standing there awkwardly.

"They are all generals! Why do you still have this problem with being on the front line? Do you know how much trouble it will cause to the city's defense if you are beheaded?"

Vigilant looked at his former comrade and scolded him a few words, then put a Orc Warlock skull that was still exuding heat into his hand, patted his shoulder and said:

"I took it out on you, take it back and keep it as a collection."

"Hey, I knew that when it comes to the scene, you have to be the one!"

The ten thousand-year-old veteran laughed and accepted the gift without any pretense. Then he saw Archbishop Nali flying down on a spiritual dragon. The city defense general immediately smiled at Commander Dick with a knowing smile between men, and then left with his hands behind his back humming the folk songs of his hometown.

"These Dragonmaw Orcs are so rampant!"

Neri jumped off his mount and said to Dick:

"We have to find a way to supplement our seriously inadequate air defense. Alas, after Genedar crashed, we lost even the most basic aircraft."

"Well, it's not impossible."

Diakum, who had just returned to Shattrath City to assist in defense the day before yesterday, rubbed his chin, looked south, and said:

"It's a pity that Talador's situation changes three times a day, and I can't get away for the time being."

"Saint! Archbishop! T'uurem Town Urgent report!"

While the two legends were talking, a Ranger-class flying ray knight fell rapidly from a high altitude. She didn't even have time to land completely before she reported to Diakum and Neri:

"Great Prophet has just led the Aldor priests to T'uurem Town. He summoned you to go there immediately, saying that he has a very personal matter to discuss with you. In addition, Great Prophet encountered an aerial ambush by the Dragonmaw Clan on the road, but because the commander Yura stationed at T'uurem Town responded promptly, the prophet and Priest were safe and sound.

However, Commander Yura lost contact with us during the pursuit!

The returning Spirit Dragon Knight reported that they saw with their own eyes Commander Yura chasing an injured Dragonmaw Clan High Overseer and disappeared over the Gorgrond wilderness."

"This Yura! He will act recklessly when he gets the upper hand!"

Hearing that his adjutant had lost contact, Neri stamped his hoofs with hatred, but he couldn't ignore it and said to Diakum:

"Let's split up. You go see Velen, and I'll go to the place where Yura disappeared. If she can really capture a Dragonmaw Clan's High Overseer, it will be considered a great achievement."

"Don't say that. It's always a good thing if your subordinates are motivated."

Diakum patted Neri's slender waist, and after blessing her with a bunch of strengthening magic spells, she watched Neri fly away from the battlefield on her spiritual dragon "Gleam".

He himself looked back at the flying ray knight who reported the message, and asked in a gentle tone:

"Based on my understanding of Velen, he rarely interferes with official business due to personal matters, but to be so anxious now must be a serious emergency, right? Can you tell me more?"

"Uh."

The flying ray knight who wore the "Prophet Guard" emblem on his chest hesitated for a moment and whispered:

"Early this morning when we were marching into Talador Region, someone sent a "blackmail letter" to Great Prophet. It was said to be related to the son of the prophet, and what he was extorting was something outrageous."

"What? Blackmailing our spiritual leader? It's really a shame. What does the other party want?"

"Well, you! They asked for you by name in exchange."

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The largest Draenei settlement near T'uurem Town, Shattrath City.

It used to be a good place with beautiful scenery, but after Talador entered a state of war, the residents here were moved to the safer Auchindoun Sanctuary and Telmor for refuge, and it was officially established as a frontline command post by Grand Executor Haddon.

At this time, in the hotel in T'uurem City, old prophet Velen, who had come from Shadowmoon Valley to assist in the war, looked embarrassed and said to Diakum who was dumbfounded in front of him:

"This is the situation. If this matter were not too bizarre, Diakum, I would never interfere with your command of the war at this serious moment. But I have to confirm whether the high-level Arakkoa messenger who sent the "blackmail letter" is telling the truth?

Is my child Eredath really caught Skyreach?

Do you still want to accept Sunscorched Punishment?"

The old prophet who inexplicably became a "kidnapping victim" asked with a confused look:

"But shouldn't Eredath serve in Telmor's city defense army? Why would he go to Spires of Arak?"

"That is my command, Prophet."

Diakum looked at the luxurious "blackmail letter" decorated with gold and precious stones in his hand. He stared at the "true bird language" on it and explained to the prophet:

"I have reported to you via letter the establishment and current progress of "K'ure Alliance". In my plan, Spires of Arak and Arakkoa are also potential partners with "united front value".

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While I took three recruits to Nagrand to participate in Highmaul's affairs, I also sent the steady Maraad and the brave Eredath to Spires of Arak to collect intelligence.

If Orcs of War Horde hadn't launched a sudden attack, then when I solved the civil strife of the Burning Blade Clan three days ago, I should have gone to Spires of Arak to join them.

I admit that it is my responsibility that Eredath will encounter the current danger."

"That's it."

After learning the cause and effect, the old prophet twirled his majestic white beard and nodded. When he heard Dick's apology, he immediately shook his head and said:

"No, I don't mean to blame you, Diakum.

The diplomatic contributions you have made in the past period of time are obvious to all the tribesmen. The formation of "K'ure Alliance" alone has gained valuable allies for Draenei who is fighting alone, which has greatly improved the situation our tribesmen face in this world.

Although I personally don't have much favorable impression of the Gorian Ogre Empire.

I still remember that when we first established Shattrath City, those Ogres arrogantly tried to enslave our people, but were resolutely defeated by our Hunter Cavalry.

As for my son

Alas, Eredath has always been eager to imitate his elders and do great things. I can even guess the scene where he actively seeks tasks in front of you, but it is obvious that he overestimates his own diplomatic talent.

This time when he was dealing with the Arakkoa incident, his Recklessness sent him into a dangerous situation."

The old prophet closed his eyes slightly and said:

"Those arrogant high-level Arakkoa actually asked Holy Light Follower among our Draenei to surrender to their "Doctrine of the Spirit of the Sun", and also asked for you as an exchange. This is simply blasphemy!

Although I don't know what they want you to do, I will never trade a new recruit for the Draenei Clan's Saint!"

"I believe that these Ankaha Sun Priestss are not pretending to go to great lengths to send you this blackmail letter. If we cannot respond within the time requested by the other party, with the cruel and barbaric style of high-level Arakkoas, they will really tie Eredath to the Sunstone Pillar and use their unique lenses to guide Sunfire and burn him to death."

Diakum put away the extremely arrogant "Skyreach Edict" and said to Velen:

"Please do not weigh the value of your son against the current war situation in your mind. I will not allow you to make that cruel decision that will make you heartbroken. The current war situation at Talador Region is not so bad that I have to go to the front line in person. The news of your arrival on the battlefield will definitely boost the morale of Warrior.

War Horde's reinforcement of troops on the front line has not yet been completed. I just took this opportunity to go to Spires of Arak in person, pick up Eredath and at the same time complete the negotiation with high-level Arakkoa that should have been completed by me personally.

That brave young man is not only your son, but also a recruit of the Hand of Argus Legion, and I am also responsible for him!"

Vigilant looked at Velen, and he could feel the old prophet's determination to never hand him over as a hostage.

This kind of protection from friends made Diakum feel a little warm. In order to dispel the old prophet's redundant and unnecessary concerns, Dick explained:

"This is also necessary negotiation, Great Prophet!

Orcs currently has air superiority. When we have insufficient air cavalry, if we can get support from Skyreach, then with the power of Arakkoa to control the sky, the threat Dragonmaw Clan brings to Talador Region can be eliminated in an instant."

"Indeed, having allies who control the sky is a great advantage in war. I agree with your strategic choice, but "brave"?

No!

I wouldn't use that word to describe Eredath.

Especially in this matter.

According to the description in this letter, it was he who first offended the gods of the Arakkoas that led to the roundup of Arakkoa, although that group was notorious in the Draenor world. The words of the robber cannot be trusted, but even though he knew that Arakkoa was cruel, Eredath still chose to act like Recklessness when performing a diplomatic mission.

Alas."

It can be seen that old Velen was also very angry by this unexpected situation. He said with a hint of disappointment and anger:

"Eredath clearly knew the severe situation we were facing, yet he still took such risks despite his own lack of ability. As a result, it led to such a situation that required commanders from important battlefields to go to dangerous situations to rescue him.

Diakum, you don't have to choose to protect him just because he is my son!

This unique identity does not mean that he should get more arbitrary privileges that he does not deserve. He is also a member of Draenei, and he should contribute to the people instead of becoming a drag on the people."

If any other father had said this, Diakum would definitely think that it was a cover-up to put his son down, but when Velen said this, Dick absolutely believed that this was what he was thinking.

If Eredath really died at the hands of Arakkoa this time, given the character of old Velen, he would never blame Diakum for this, and would only hide in Meditation Room and shed tears secretly.

Alas, this is what good old people are like.

They always make a very clear distinction between public and private affairs, and will never affect the interests of the ethnic group for personal reasons. But then again, should the good Draenei be pointed at gunpoint by the bad guy Arakkoa?

It's really shameful for them!

"But this is clearly not Eredath's responsibility. No, Velen. It is a good thing that you have strict requirements for your children, but you have neglected a very important thing."

Dick decided to give up the old Velen's "Mental Attrition". He pointed to the "Skyreach Edict" on hand and said to the prophet:

"If it was just an ordinary blackmail, why would the Arakkoas specifically name our Holy Light beliefs and their Doctrine of the Spirit of the Suns in this letter, which is more like a provocation than a blackmail?"

Vigilant knocked on the table and guessed:

"Although Eredath was captured by Arakkoa and threatened to be burned to death by the sun, but based on our understanding of Arakkoa's barbaric habits, if If Eredath fails to impress those arrogant Sun Priest in some aspects during the initial conversation, he will be thrown down from the sky by them the moment he is caught Skyreach.

This is how those Arakkoa treat their compatriots. Their cruelty, cold-bloodedness and arrogance are known to even the most withdrawn Orcs swineherd of Draenor.

In other words, Eredath went on a diplomatic or religious "adventure" after being accidentally captured. This adventure was at least partially successful, which earned him a seven-day "probation."

Judging from this alone, Velen, your son is better than you think."

The old prophet fell into thinking, but then he said:

"But Maraad Garrison Commander was not mentioned in this letter. If you ordered the two children to act together, it would be impossible for only Eredath to be arrested. Therefore, I am also worried whether Maraad encountered unexpected danger?"

"This is why I must set off immediately."

Dick said:

"Malderan and his wife left their two children to me. It is my responsibility to ensure that they are safe and sound, so don't worry, Prophet. I will bring the two children back as soon as possible and win strong allies for the K'ure Alliance.

In addition, when you are sitting on Shattrath City to encourage the frontline battlefield, there is another thing that you and Father Haddon must pay attention to."

He told the prophet about "casting World Artifact". The old prophet's eyes widened and he said:

"Okay, I admit that judging from Eredar's experience, if we can really forge an artifact that can protect the world at this dangerous moment, K'ure Alliance will definitely be able to achieve true unity, and Draenei will definitely do his best on this matter.

But IMHO, Diakum.

Draenor is too small. The power in this world is very limited. Are you really sure that you can forge a powerful World Artifact?"

"It should be like this, but fate has its own arrangements for this world. When you see with your own eyes those "Titanforged Runes" being polished by Father Haddon's own hands, you will realize that although Draenor is small, the potential of this world is not weak."

Dick smiled, stood up and said goodbye to the prophet.

But Velen handed him a folded piece of paper and said:

"A few days ago, I made a prophecy for this war. You know, Diakum, my prophecy ability has not been fully recovered, but this time I saw some strange visions in the prophecy.

I saw you enveloped in unique light and shadow, and I copied those lights and shadows on this piece of paper."

"Huh? About my prophecy?"

Dick raised his eyebrows.

Logically speaking, it should be difficult for him, "Hand of Fate", who was selected by Holy Light, to be selected by prophecy spells, but he believed that old Velen would not joke about prophecies.

So he took the paper, opened it out of curiosity, and saw the hand-drawn textures on the paper.

For a moment, Diakum's eyes flashed with surprise, and then his expression became subtle.

This change was captured by Velen.

He turned the purple gemstone rosary in his hand and asked:

"So, you recognize this emblem?"

"Yes, Prophet, there is another force involved in the changes in Draenor's war."

Dick stared at the "raven" drawn on the paper in his hand, flying in the light and shadow and entwined with starlight, and he whispered:

"It seems that fate is unwilling to be reversed. It has chosen a very troublesome guy as the "sharp blade" to counterattack. Its blade has been pointed at me. It seems that I have indeed provoked something dangerous."

He didn't tell the prophet that name, so as not to affect Velen's prediction of the future. After all, the other party was also good at prophecy magic. No, that guy was good at all magic! So of course he was dangerous.

Vigilant lit a ball of holy fire and burned the raven drawn on paper in the palm of his hand, and he cursed in his heart:

"Draenor Invisible participants in the war, Astral Mage of Azeroth and Medivh, the last guardian, are you also interested in witnessing the fate of this world?"