(Additional update for "Huo Zhengtinghao" brothers and April Fool's Day [2/3])
"Hey, you bad guy, you are tempting Spriggans, who is not very smart, to do dangerous things. You are inducing a little human who is not mature enough to make a decision that he shouldn't make!"
While watching Evergreen Father summon a Primal Thornbeast and carrying the curious Varian to visit Spriggans's war troops, a familiar roar rang in Diakum's ears.
Before he could turn around, he felt a gust of black wind blowing around him and lifting him to the top of the towering tree crown of World Tree.
That was the speedy wind set off by Old Anzu, inviting his friends to visit his "new home".
Dotted in this huge canopy is a rather luxurious bird's nest. Although it is generally decorated with branches and other items, it is obvious that the arrogant self-esteem of the Arakkoas does not allow their demigods to "live in a doghouse".
Therefore, the bird's nest is surrounded by various luxurious gold decorations made by Arakkoa Artisan, and Apexis Crystal by Gleam human eyes are decorated everywhere.
This is definitely the most expensive bird's nest in the world.
It's also ridiculously big!
Even if Anzu showed its true form, it could lie comfortably on it and bask in the sun, but Diakum quickly noticed that this was actually a "double nest".
"So, the resurrection of Rukhmar is still far away, but you old man has prepared the "wedding room"?"
Dick joked:
"Isn't this a little too hasty?"
"Where are we now?
According to the rules of our birds, poor Old Anzu has to search for beautiful flowers and precious seeds all over the world to place in the nest. Rukhmar likes the sun, so I have to prepare some light-concentrating objects.
It is best to find a few fire-related treasures to heat the winter lair.
Anyway, I'm quite tired."
The feathers on Anzu, which is still recovering from its injuries, have not fully grown, but it has definitely recovered a lot compared to that day when it was fried into a roasted chicken to save Diakum.
The lazy God of Raptors is lying in his nest, and the surrounding tree canopy is filled with powerful Dread Raven and Sunfire Kaliri singing for Anzu. Not to mention, the calls of these large and small birds are mixed together like a symphony.
Bells and cauldrons, this old guy really knows how to enjoy them!
"Wait! Why did you set up so many storm circles outside your lair?"
Dick When I walked to the nest, I saw large and small wind circles placed in the surrounding clouds, which seemed to block the approach of some guys.
As he watched, a Raptor Druid transformed Storm Crow almost crossed the wind circle, but was accidentally caught in the wind circle during the last few circles. He screamed, lost his balance and disappeared into the clouds.
Vigilant turned around and looked at Anzu in surprise, and said:
"What? Are you doing this to test Azeroth Druid's flying skills when you have nothing to do? Aerial subject three that you invented yourself?"
Anzu blushed and hurriedly waved his wings and explained:
"Hey, I am so busy, how can I have time to play this kind of game with a group of silly girls from another world?
It was they who came to visit World Tree. As a result, they saw the lair of this god and wanted to pay their respects. However, this god controls the sky of Draenor. All storms and shadows are my domain. Doesn't it seem that I, Anzu, am incapable of being seen by them so easily?
But it wasn't for nothing that they were allowed to fly.
You know, this God is the most just and strict!
If they can fly up on their own, I will give them the powerful flying form of "Dread Raven" to make up for the serious lack of combat effectiveness of their pitiful raptor forms."
At this point, Old Anzu changed its voice and said in a longer voice:
"You haven't told me yet, what on earth do you want to do by bewitching Spriggans to plant World Tree's seeds in Azeroth? It should not just be to find support for the country of Human King that is in trouble. By the way, after your return this time, you seem to have become as wise and cunning as this god."
"I'm older than you, can you respect the elderly?"
Dick rolled his eyes, sat on the crystal platform next to Anzu's lair, and said:
"The purpose is indeed not simple, but it is not to do bad things.
Draenor cannot understand that Emerald Dream is a legacy of history. The battle between Life Progenitor and Genesis Giant Spirit destroyed the world system here. According to the rules of Azeroth, when Wild God is seriously injured, he can hide in Emerald Dream for treatment.
The demigods over there spend most of their time hiding in dreams and naturally sleeping. It's not normal for you, Rukhmar and Sethe to stay in Material World.
It is precisely because of the lack of Life Force nourishment from Emerald Dream that Rukhmar will fall due to fatigue and consumption."
Vigilant glanced at Anzu and said:
"Although you have been pretending, your lifespan is almost over, right?"
"Hey, that's nonsense. This god can live for at least a few thousand years."
Anzu replied harshly, but then rolled his eyes and said:
"So, you plan to use the seeds of World Tree Taya'la to connect to Emerald Dream over there, and then through the induction between World Tree and the tree species, extend Emerald Dream to Draenor? Just to let me live a few more years?
So kind-hearted!"
"Just think that I mean well, and this may not be possible. I am not a Life Force practitioner, and I don't know much about the Emerald Dream territory, but if it can be done."
Diakum squinted his eyes, and after a moment, he said:
"Wild God, Loa God and Druid can travel through dreams. As long as there is a clear exit, they can cross long distances in a short time in dreams. That is It means that if Draenor has a dream exit, then if necessary, Wild God and Druid of Azeroth can also arrive here in a short time.
Dark Portal cannot move after all.
As a military commander, I always have to consider the security of both worlds.
If one day in the future, Burning Legion sees through the Alliance in both worlds and chooses to launch an attack on both worlds at the same time, with such a secret passage, we will not be forced to be isolated and helpless."
"Okay you!"
Old Anzu quacked excitedly and praised:
"What a plan that kills one stone and three crows! Humanity has received reinforcements from Spriggans. Spriggans has extended the glory of World Tree to another world, and Draenor has added a layer of security!
Hey, Diakum, although you were very reassuring in the past, Old Anzu still prefers you now.
You finally learned to use your brain."
"Don't be too busy flattering me, Anzu. I went to Azeroth this time and discovered some Death Power moves. You will definitely be interested."
Dick told Old Anzu about Death Force's actions in Azeroth, as well as Medivh and the ancient heroic spirits going to Shadowlands. This was something closely related to Rukhmar's resurrection, so Old Anzu listened very seriously.
After learning that Death Force was also plotting to subvert the order of life and death, as Wild God, instead of being afraid, it flapped its wings excitedly.
It screamed:
"So, if Life and Death's kingdom is overturned, doesn't it mean that I can sneak into Ardenweald with Arakkoa thieves and steal Rukhmar's spiritual seed back?"
"It's useless to steal it back!
If a spiritual seed wants to resurrect a demigod, it can only be conceived by Soulseed Garden from Winter Queen. That is the common rule of Life and Death. There is no shortcut in this regard. Otherwise, wouldn't the physical universe be full of demigods like you and it would be in chaos?"
Dick waved his hand and said:
"I just want to tell you that Land of the Dead's current lack of anima is caused by those behind the scenes Blackhand. As long as they are defeated, Life and Death will be able to have a balance. Then Rukhmar's resurrection will no longer be your fantasy.
But this time the Magic Plague outbreak made me realize that I need to establish an intelligence network in Azeroth.
Let me just say it straight, I need you to come with me to Azeroth, where you can use your talent to control birds, just like you did in Draenor, let our eyes be in every wind of the world."
"That won't work!"
Anzu shook his head and said:
"Just look at the Druid of the group of Cenarius Order. Their raptor form was also given to them by one Wild God. The sky of Azeroth is the territory of the bird demigod named "Aviana".
I, Old Anzu, am also very particular about God, so how can I just get across the border casually?"
"Pretend! Aren't you just afraid that if you can't beat Aviana, you will be beaten up and embarrassed?"
Diakum exposed Old Anzu's worries, he waved his hand and said:
"Don't worry, Aviana did not die in War of the Ancients but was seriously injured. She has been resting in Emerald Dream these years, and her bird's nest was also destroyed in the war. It is said that that incident is related to the final whereabouts of "Mother Tree G'Hanir".
In short, in this era, Aviana probably doesn't have the energy to care about your expansion in the Azeroth sky.
In fact, she probably wants you to do this.
Although you are a bastard, your arrival will bring new order to the chaotic sky of Azeroth.
As far as I know, the descendants of Aviana, the once noble Harpy, have now fallen into disgrace. They are in need of a powerful monarch to restore order to their lost civilization.
You are the Father God of Arakkoa.
Maybe he can also become the father god of Harpy."
"Bah! Bah, shameless and obscene Blue Skins! I, Anzu, am devoted to Rukhmar, so I won't flirt with other female bird demigods."
Anzu spat.
But then it fell silent and said:
"This is a big matter. I have to discuss it with Terokk. If I go there, it means Arakkoa will also go there. And I have to talk to these Raptor Druid. I need to know the specific situation of that Aviana.
We are all birds, with wings given by the sky. If you can help and it is beneficial, Old Anzu can also be a warm-hearted person."
"Well, I'm just making a suggestion. It's up to you whether you adopt it or not."
Diakum nodded, and then heard the shouts of the elf girls from the clouds below.
He took a closer look and found that it was a group of Storm Crows that were blocked by the wind circle in the clouds, encouraging the bravest girl among them.
"Fly fast! Black Crow, your wings are the toughest!"
"Hisali, avoid, avoid that wind circle! That cunning circle will move."
"It's almost there, fly over! Come on!"
This scene was like cheerleaders cheering, and under the gazes of Diakum and Anzu, the young girl Raptor Druid faced the last wind circle that she could not escape at all, and she bravely chose to plunge into it.
Relying on the kinetic energy accumulated by flying all the time, it pierced the wind circle like a cannonball, and then fell into the luxurious bird's nest of Anzu in an awkward posture.
Hissari Black Crow was thrown to pieces.
She shook her head and raised her head, and saw Diakum, the half-giant Human Form, smiling and extending his hand to her, saying:
"Congratulations, Miss Black Crow, you have defeated the storm of Draenor and won yourself the honor of meeting Midnight Raven God. Go ahead and get your reward proudly."
"Quack! Anzu will give you the majestic wings of Draenor!"
The old crow raised its wings, and in the blessing neighing sounds of Dread Raven, the confused Hissari Black Crow was wrapped in black crow feathers and blessed, and was then shaped into the powerful, arrogant Dread Raven form with huge wings and the ability to control sound waves and shadow hurricanes.
But Miss Black Crow is almost crying now.
She flapped her wings, which were too huge and difficult to control, and said with a cry:
"I never thought about saying goodbye to the glory of Aviana! It's just that the sisters said that this wind circle challenge was very interesting, so I came over to try it. Demigods from other worlds, please take back your magical powers."
"But Old Anzu doesn't cover your little, but very cute Storm Crow form."
Midnight Raven God elegantly preened its feathers with its beak and said in a joking tone:
"Erasing the blessings of other demigods at will is an act of provocation! Old Anzu will not make enemies for himself casually. If you pass the wind circle, you should get a reward. If you feel guilty, then tell me about your raptor demigods."
Black Crow tried it and found that he could indeed transform into a small and agile Storm Crow, and he was immediately relieved.
Faced with the inquiry from the generous demigod from another world, she, the genuine Raptor Druid, began to talk eloquently.
After a while, Old Anzu asked Diakum curiously in spiritual language:
"What's going on with this "K'un-Lai"? It's also a raptor. It stands to reason that after Aviana loses control of the sky, it should take over."
"Oh, don't worry about it. K'un-Lai is the god of change. Wings and flying are just one of its domains. That guy has some of Arcane's powers, and he seems to be involved in the path of "destiny." It's not easy to talk about Riddler if he just leaves it alone day after day."
Dick said in a dull tone:
"Anyway, if you encounter that Riddler owl in the future, just beat it up. Believe me, it deserves a beating."
In the blink of an eye, Diakum has spent three days in Draenor.
Varian persuaded the Sprigganss to go to the Stormwind Kingdom to eliminate the plague, and the Sprigganss were also determined to bring Tayara tree species to Azeroth to shape new Holy Land, Anzu gave Druid several powerful Dread Raven forms, and decided to follow Dick to visit Azeroth to see if he could expand the territory of the Arakkoa Empire.
Terokk welcomed this and asked Princess Lacey to follow the demigod with some Arakkoa.
With the help of Khadgar, Warlord Margok finally understood the principle of the "youth version Dark Portal", which allowed people to return to Azeroth through the portal without using the dangerous Staff of Sargeras.
Now you only need to get <Book of Medivh>, and you can start building the larger-scale permanent type Dark Portal.
Mar'gok is very concerned about this plan. Just as Velen and Diakum expected, Wizard Head, who is very thirsty for power, wants to expand his influence to Azeroth through Dark Portal.
Especially Medivh's Karazhan Mage Tower!
After Khadgar said that there was a magic inheritance left by Astral Mage, the head of state was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.
It has seen the power of Astral Mage with its own eyes and dreams of reaching that level. From this point of view, Mar'gok does have the ambition and stubbornness that a qualified spellcaster should have.
Of course, in many cases, this persistence will be called "greed".
Everything went so smoothly that Diakum decided to return to Azeroth early, but on the same day, a piece of good news came from outside the orbit of Draenor's planet.
"Illidari hunters' fleet attack on the Burning Legion was a great success!"
Archbishop Haluta waved the communication report in his hand and rushed into the conference hall where the leaders had just finished talking. He shouted excitedly:
"Fel Hammer destroyed three demon starships! General the Afflicted Oturis, with the assistance of General Jayde, personally Execute the commander of that fleet, Greater Demon Prince Malchezaar was expelled back to Twisting Nether!
Durotan Chieftain led Mag'har Warrior in a successful gang-hopping raid. With the assistance of "Black Pawn"'s desperate assault, they captured a battleship. The remaining demon vanguards were eager to escape and their engines were hit, causing turbulence in the sea of stars and sucking them all in!
A great victory, everyone!
Burning Legion's plot to send a fleet to destroy Draenor was foiled, and the world won another precious victory! The heroes are returning, and they can return to Karabor Temple tonight.
Bishop Council decided to hold a grand victory celebration and invites everyone to participate."
"Ah?"
Khadgar and Varian were both dumbfounded.
The mage exclaimed:
"So, has the intensity of the war in Draenor actually risen to the level of the Star Ocean War?"
"Who is "Black Pawn"?"
Varian instinctively felt that this guy was very powerful, so he asked curiously.
Sitting next to him, the head of state Ogre Shaman waved his hand disdainfully and said:
"Just a warmonger who should have died long ago but survived. Don't worry about it, the noble and studious Prince. That guy tried to atone for his sins by fighting the devil. We kindly gave him this opportunity."
"But he was knocked down by me."
Diakum looked at the contents of the covenant recorded by "Secretary" Neri in his hand. He raised his head and said in surprise:
"As a half-demon, his soul was burned. How could he recover to the point where he could rush into battle in such a short period of time? I know he is a powerful Warrior, but this has exceeded the self-healing ability given by Black Wolf God."
"It wasn't Black Wolf God's power, it was the Sprigganss who brought him back. You had already gone to Azeroth at that time, so you don't know much about the follow-up."
Archbishop Akama explained in a low voice:
"It is said that World Tree Taya'la took the initiative to wrap him up with roots and rescued him. His heart was chopped into pieces by you. There is now a seed in that guy's chest to replace the heart. Therefore, theoretically speaking, he is no longer just Green Skins Orcs.
Sprigganss actually can't explain this situation.
But they generally believe that "Black Pawn" is the "executioner" chosen by Heart of Hatred for himself before completely Dispersion.
They believe that one day, "Black Pawn" will represent Life Progenitor of Draenor and pierce the sword of revenge into the chest of Aggramar."
"Is that so?"
Dick raised his eyebrows and said:
"I still have some time tonight to see what's going on with him."