51. The Guardian's Ten-Thousand-Year Dawn: A World That No Longer Belongs to Us Is Still Worth Protecting

"Those Naga are jumping through the portal in the void and entering the depths of this ancient temple like crazy! Based on our understanding of them, there must be quite terrifying power there to lure them.

Master!

We can't be so blind!

If such dangerous things were taken away by Naga, Broken Isles and even the entire world might face a crisis."

In the deep waters below Tomb of Sargeras, several seals gathered together to "hold a conference."

Oh, the seals in Azeroth can't talk, so these seals that talk in the water are definitely not serious things. And the entire Azeroth can "change in size anywhere" except for the weird Loa God who have the weird Divine Warrior, and there is only one profession left.

That's right, it's the weird Druids who are guarded by those weird Wild Gods.

Broken Isles is a small place, but there is an area of Druid's Holy Land. The big forest called "Val'sharah" contains the oldest Moon Goddess Temple in the world. There is also a strange thing called "Tear of Elune" enshrined in it, which is the sacred object of the Kaldorei Moon Goddess Kingdom, so it is of course normal for a group of Druid to appear here as "trailing idiots" Druid.

Facing the nervous words of a small black seal, the old seal wearing a jewelry pendant in front of him thought for a moment, nodded and said:

"Well, your words are very reasonable. The temple has been overturned for a hundred years, and we are mortal with our naked eyes. When we learn the truth and meditate on the restoration, our actions are greater than our words. We have come here, let's take a look!

Naga Be fierce, don't show off your strength; move with the times, don't force yourself. Son of nature, transform and set off!"

"Wow!"

The pool of the abyss was rippled, and in the turbulent waves, several Druid turned into storm crows and flew out of the pool, but the leader Archdruid turned into a large owl with a crown of thornwood, and beautiful blue feathers mixed in with the dark white flying wings.

This means that she is a dependent of the mysterious "God of Change" K'un-Lai, not an ordinary Raptor Druid.

The number of this series of Druid is very small. The reason is that K'un-Lai is a very "magical" Wild God. To put it simply, other demigods would call it "a psycho who can't speak well".

With such a dependent master, the style of this series Druid is obvious. He speaks in a parallel and elegant manner, focusing on a person who is knowledgeable and a magic stick.

Anyway, even among the tolerant Cenarius Order, not many Druid are willing to deal with them, mainly because they are too tired to listen to them talk, and occasionally they will give you a riddle for you to guess, and they will get angry if you don't guess.

Each and every one of them is just like a lunatic. They are really like birds leading to different people. They are a group of weirdos comparable to "Benevolent Society". The reason why they were not beaten to death is because K'un-Lai has strong combat power and is deeply involved in the path of destiny, so he has a first-rate ability to judge the situation.

This guy and his retinue are good at Arcane attacks, and are the real "turrets" among the Druids positioned just like the Balance druid.

And they can fly!

This is a very powerful life-saving skill when being chased by angry companions.

Under the leadership of the big owl, everyone flew through the ancient and deep temple, and soon arrived at the depths of the temple, where they saw Aegwynn, Neri, and Yrel fighting with Naga.

Neri and Yrel tried their best, and Naga died in their hands. However, Aegwynn had a very hard time acting.

She had to restrain her urge to send all these noobs Naga to the sky with a big splitting spell at all times. She kept urging those ancient dead souls to gather quickly. After finishing the work here, she would still be busy escorting the "divine body" to Draenor.

She really didn't feel comfortable leaving this job to anyone else.

When Druid saw Naga at Charge, they immediately went up to help, but were stopped by K'un-Lai's family members who stretched out their wings. The other party hid on a high beam and tilted his head to look at it like an owl, and then whispered:

"Humans are cunning, this is a trap, don't go. The temple at the rear, Fel is violent and dangerous! Follow me."

Wow.

Archdruid spread her wings and flew to the rear temple. She was mature enough to know what the real problem was.

A group of little Druid followed her like little birds following their mother birds, but just when they were about to arrive at the entrance of the temple, the door suddenly opened, and they were faced with a surge of hot air, causing Archdruid to brake suddenly and stop in place.

She stared at the "Fel Divine Body" sealed in the temple in stunned silence. As an "old senior" who had participated in War of the Ancients, this guy immediately recognized the remaining aura on the divine body in front of her.

Damn it!

It is the remaining body of the true god Sargeras!

This is going to kill me!

Other little Druids have never participated in War of the Ancients. They can only feel that the divine body in front of them is terrifying, but they have no idea why the bird feathers on Archdruid's neck are exploding.

"It's life-threatening! Escape quickly! Silly children, go back Val'sharah! Summon Emerald Heart and all Wild God! Let Black Crow King come quickly with Moon Guard!

Restart the Dragon Covenant!

Summon Kaolin Cow, Furbolg and Quilboar to recreate Anti-Demon Crusade!

Dark Titan's body is here!

Elune Oh my god, this really scares me to death."

You see, this thing is so scary. Anyone who knows what this thing is can't calm down. It scares all K'un-Lai's family members to the point where they can talk properly. How serious is this problem?

However, they only saw the divine body of Sargeras, but did not notice the half-giant Vigilant who was walking out of the ashes with two swords.

Diakum blinked his eyes and looked at the big owl that almost bumped into him. He said in surprise:

"Hey! He is actually the dependent of that idiot Riddler, K'un-Lai? How strange."

"Shut up! Hoofman, you are not allowed to humiliate my beloved master like this!"

Archdruid scolded angrily and used his trembling tail feathers to signal his "little birds" to run away.

Silly children, don't be stunned, go back and ask for help!

The situation in front of her is not something she Archdruid can handle.

"You've already come, isn't it a little late to leave now?"

Vigilant blinked and raised his hand to be restrained by the group Holy Light. It turned into a golden chain and instantly locked all the Druid in the air. Aegwynn over there also happily smashed out a group Ice Tombstone, freezing all the birds that landed on the ground.

Only Archdruid was left cunningly dodging two attacks in a row.

She turned into an elf form with a backflip, holding a wooden staff and preparing to call her beloved to come for help.

But Diakum recognized her at first sight.

"Aleriece Raevella Archdruid, don't be nervous, we are all good people, but you have seen things you shouldn't have seen, so I must ask you to go to another world to stay temporarily for a few days."

Dick used a gentle voice to persuade him to surrender.

But this doesn't sound right. The combination of "seeing something you shouldn't see" and "another world" can easily be misunderstood.

Archdruid Aleriece Raevella was now ready to fight to the death, but unexpectedly her delay gave the "third party" who had been hiding in the shadows an opportunity.

A black shadow swooped into the closing temple door behind Diakum. Suramar's royal spy master glanced forward, and was shocked by the powerful Titan divine body, and then a surge of ecstasy surged out.

There is still a lot of power in this sealed divine body. If it can be brought back to Suramar to extract the magic power, Queen Azshara who is sleeping in Nightwell will surely wake up, and then Elven Empire will definitely reappear in the world!

Azeroth is about to usher in its true ruler the One!

This is the blessing of the elves.

After confirming the target, the spy master immediately took out a communication stone and crushed it, calling Archmage Elisande to come and seize Divine Object.

But it was too late, and at the moment when the communication stone was broken, a time-reversing magic swept over the spy master under the control of Aegwynn, allowing her to watch helplessly as the communication stone she crushed was restored to intact in the broken posture, and her position was also transferred from inside the temple to Diakum's eyes.

Another "old acquaintance".

But this time Vigilant struck without mercy. The left hand he waved changed to Twilight's Hammer, and it hit her forehead with a loud bang as the spy master looked at her with wide eyes.

Perfect fit!

The mental shock brought by the void made the powerful spy master fall to the ground in a daze before she could use her skills. In the pain of the void tearing her mind apart, she only saw the tall man with blue leather hooves bending down and grabbing her by the collar from the ground.

"Hello, Ms. Vashj."

Diakum looked at the master assassin Highborne who was covering his whole body and only showing a pair of eyes, and he said:

"It's great to see that you haven't changed Naga, but unfortunately, you also saw things you shouldn't have seen. Go to sleep. Many old friends will want to chat with you."

Spirit Guidance's hypnosis made Vashj, who was loyal to Empress, struggle hard, but from Dark Archon+Twilight Hammer's hypnosis was not something that a high-level legendary assassin like her could withstand. She quickly fell asleep with her groggy eyelids fighting, and was put aside by Diakum, who was blocked by the phantom tentacles of the void that turned into a cage.

"There is one last party who is hiding and unwilling to come out!"

Aegwynn has already drawn out Staff of Sargeras, she said:

"I don't want to wait any longer. It's a long night and a lot of dreams. Let's just teleport this entire area directly to Stormwind. I'll send you there first and then I'll come back to deal with the divine body."

"Okay! Where are the ancient warriors?"

Vigilant looked around, and at Aegwynn's signal, as the spiritual body's light spots blew in the cold wind, Dejana the high priest appeared here Land of Chaos holding an ancient Anti-Demon Crusade Battle Standard.

She loudly recited the motto praising Elune. As soon as she raised her hand, the terrifying "Lunar Orbital Cannon" roared down.

The hot group message Moonfire knocked over an entire row of Naga.

Seeing her old rival appear, Deep Sea Matriarch Sasilin knew that today's "treasure hunt" was probably going to be bad, but it was originally a tactical speculation. As long as she confirmed that there was a treasure here, she could bring back enough reinforcements from Naga's Deep Sea Empire to come here to seize the treasure at any time.

Therefore, when the ancient warriors appeared one after another in the dark wind, Mistress Naga immediately hissed and retreated to her powerful sea beast lord Harjatan. She used Teleportation Spell to leave this place, and then The flying thorns of the void interrupted Sasilin's teleportation, and the fiery claw strikes of Sunlight Eagle "Holy Sun" and the attack of the soul beast Gola completely destroyed her spell.

Archbishop Nali tilted his head and waved to her.

Her boyfriend has already said that he wants to invite these guests to "another world" for a while. Why are you thinking about leaving temporarily? You Nagas have no etiquette at all!

"Don't kill them!"

Dick shouted to the ancient warriors:

"Stormwind has Green Skins as their opponents on the battlefield. Even if they can only replace one, these soft-skinned snakes have made a contribution. Lady Aegwynn! Prepare to teleport!"

"Okay, let's land in the center of the city and stand firm! This wave will be a bit bumpy!"

Aegwynn held Staff of Sargeras and propped it on the ground. The power of Arcane poured into it, tearing apart the surrounding space almost instantly, but this was a situation where the guardian only injected a trace of power.

She didn't dare to use more force at all, for fear of smashing the whole Tomb of Sargeras on Stormwind's head.

The power of this thing is too outrageous, and it is not something that mortals should control at all.

This is also the fundamental reason why she doesn't trust others to control it. If her hand slips, it will be a city-level or even continent-level disaster in minutes.

"Anti-Demon Crusade's Warrior! The ancient enemies have returned to this world. They are eager to destroy us just like they were thousands of years ago, but we will respond to the destruction of the demons in a language they the One can understand, just like we did Annihilation!"

Dejana The high priest held Battle Standard and shouted to the warrior spirits behind him:

"Although the outside world no longer belongs to us Remnant Soul thousands of years ago, the heroic Kaldorei is still willing to do the last Consecration for our beloved world!

Tonight, we will step onto the battlefield for the last time, and under the watchful eyes of Elune, His warriors will make their final journey.

When dawn comes, there will finally be another world that will exist for us forever.

Praise Elune."

The spirits of the ancient warriors sang Holy Song and raised the Battle Standard in their hands. Although they had been dead for thousands of years, their lifelike appearance and high-pitched fighting spirit seemed to reappear yesterday.

Fate was not generous to them and allowed them to die a necessary sacrifice.

But fate was so gentle to them, making their final journey to death full of drama.

A group of ghosts from ten thousand years ago, led by an outsider, will use the most dangerous demon artifact in Cosmic Stars to go to a city they have never heard of to win a victory for a young civilization.

The dead will fight for the living, and the living will keep hope in this way.

Who says death is cold and heartless?

Isn't it gentle and romantic when someone dies?

The most important thing is that there is their eternal enemy there. In the first battle when Burning Legion returns to this world, the henchmen carefully selected by the demons will also face the demon-slaying pioneers from thousands of years ago!

Ah, this is really a black humor.

War of the Ancients was still fighting when they died. Now when they rush to die for the second time, the war is still not over. It's like the last battle left specially for them by fate.

Without them, how could the previous victory be complete?

Then let's go!

Then Consecration for this world one more time.

"Praise Elune."

The three Moon Sister commanders shouted loudly, but at the moment Captain Yasha Moonstrike appeared with a bow on his back, at the edge of the space that had begun to tremble, a Watchers rushed over amidst the shaking shadows.

Moonstrike Captain thought the other party was about to attack, so he drew his sword and went towards her, but Watchers several shadows flashed and fell beside her, held her hand and shouted:

"Mom!"

"Ah?"

Moonstrike Captain people are stupid.

Everyone was looking at the soldiers who were going out for the last battle, which was very tragic and passionate. When Watchers took off the owl helmet and revealed a face that was more or less similar to the captain, Yasha Moonstrike's eyes widened. She then showed a rare smile, hugged the child in front of her, and whispered:

"Great, Nasa, you survived. Forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye. I knew that my sister Maiev would definitely take good care of you. (Ps1)"

"They all say you are dead, but I don't believe it! If I had known you were here, I would have come to find you long ago."

The well-trained master Watchers screamed sadly at this moment, but Moonstrike Captain glanced at the space around him that had begun to twist and tear, and the looming reflection of another city.

She held her daughter's hand and said:

"Come, let me fulfill my agreement with you, girl. Let mom teach you how to hunt, even if it only takes one night."

"Master Dia Darkwhisper! Work harder and summon more undead to flood this city. Zuluhed Chieftain is still waiting."

A demon dragon roared and flew over a third of the city that had been occupied. The human traitor Morgus, who was driving the demon dragon, waved his staff and kept hitting Brimstone Fire, and shouted to the female Orcs who was standing on the city wall that was littered with corpses:

"We are about to capture Stormwind! Hahaha, those weak civilians are blocking the port area to retreat, but they don't have enough ships. Ah, this is simply a scene I saw in my dream.

Burn it! Burn it!

If the prosperity of this city cannot be used by me, then I would rather light it with my own hands!"

"Shut up, human!"

The great psychic Dia Darkwhisper, who was born in the Shadowmoon Clan but joined Shadow Council, held a bone staff and continued to release Necromantic Power on the battlefield. The corpses killed by Orcs and Death Knight trembled and were filled with power. Then they twisted their bodies and climbed up, turning into zombies and joining the advancing army of destruction.

The battle at this moment was so intense that the psychic could no longer abide by the taboos set by Orgrim Great Chieftain and Wolf Spirit Priest. She unleashed her psychic power indiscriminately, turning those Green Skins Orcs who had been hacked to death by humans into members of the army of death.

These cannon fodder are absolutely necessary.

The counterattack of the human Paladin and the elf rangers was very violent.

They were fighting the most brutal street battle with Fenris Wolfbrother's Wolf Rider and heavy infantry in the business district, and those spellcasters who were still struggling at this moment no longer cared about the guardian inheritance or the ice artifact, War Horde The Warlock has blocked the space of the city, and they cannot escape through Teleportation Spell. These cruel Green Skins and those cold Death Knight in front of them make it clear that they are unwilling to let anyone in the city go!

Now, the noble mage gentlemen must roll up their sleeves and join the mud-legged Warrior to fight against the enemy and fight for their lives.

Without the participation of these corpses, facing the tenacious counterattack from the human side, this battle would never have ended until dawn.

It is estimated that the cunning bastard Zuluhed anticipated how brutal Stormwind's siege would be, so he took part of the Dragonmaw Clan's tribe to attack Northshire Abbey.

He is really a bully and a bastard. Even if he has a magical weapon in his hand, it cannot change his nature as a coward.

There will be chaos in the city.

Lothar and his fiancée lead the Paladins at the forefront of the business district. They will fight to the end to win insignificant time for Harbor District's transfer.

Lothar even saw the little prince Varian and the general Draenei who protected him appear on the battlefield, but now is no longer the time to care about these.

"Can I still fight?"

Lothar wielded the holy sword and chopped down the undead surging in front. He pulled up Major Windsor who was beside him and shouted:

"How many more people can organize a counterattack?"

"I don't know, we were scattered, Marshal."

The major said hoarsely:

"Those Fireblade Blademasters and Shattered Hand assassins are assassinating our spell casters. Once they succeed, this city cannot be defended. I just saw the Gnolls rushing towards Harbor District"

"Bolvar and Llane are guarding there, I believe they can guard it!"

Lothar wiped the blood on his face and looked at the Death Knights in front of him who were riding Undead war horses to drive the undead forward. He turned to Daenerys who maintained a high-pitched fighting spirit and shouted:

"Follow me! Those Death Knight must be dealt with. They are the nodes and commanders that control the undead army! They must be purified, otherwise these undead will continue to appear."

"I'll call Charge, and you'll follow me! You weak old man."

Daenerys roared full of fighting spirit, dragged Trollbane Battleaxe out and rushed out with a round swing. Cleave chopped off all the undead in front. Majors Lothar and Windsor rushed over and called Holy Light to attack Death Knight.

Their assault went smoothly, but after losing three Death Knight and causing Undead to lose control, the chaos in the business district seemed to show no sign of improvement.

Lothar was panting while leaning on the holy sword. He couldn't remember how many undead and Orcs he had killed, but the more ferociously they fought, the faster the power of death revived.

Their victories and defeats will feed the growth of the power of death, an enemy neither humans nor elves have ever faced.

Can they really win the war that has formed the "Undead Sea"?

This idea appeared in Lothar's mind, but was then erased by Marshal Paladin.

Now it is no longer a matter of winning or not!

The only thing they can do is fight, so let's fight here. It would be good to kill one more enemy.

"Holy Light is on top."

Lothar raised his hand, gathered Holy Light to heal the wound of Daenerys beside him, and then raised the holy sword. At this moment, he whispered:

"If you really revealed the fate of this City of Faith, then please show it to us."

"Want to see fate cry in front of your eyes? No problem, look up!"

A light and smiling voice sounded in Lothar's ears, causing the marshal to subconsciously raise his head, and then he saw the figure emerging high in the sky in the night.

light.

Ps1:

Play an identity joke.

It is said that in the early production of the Tomb of Sargeras group book, the plot in Warcraft was adopted, and the huntress Nasa, who died in Tomb of Sargeras to save Maiev Shadowsong, was made into a BOSS. Later, perhaps considering the timeline, it was replaced with Captain Yasha Moonstrike.

There seems to be only a few letters between their names, and the Chinese pronunciation is exactly the same.

Of course, this is just a rumor similar to an "urban legend". There is no evidence to prove this so far. Just listen to it for fun.