66 Kalimdor's Call (Bonus Chapter for Brother "Huo Zhengtinghao" and April Fools' Day [85])

The so-called "Black Pawn" is a very mysterious guy.

K'ure Alliance's lower-level commanders may not know him, but the leaders all know the details of this guy.

So that night, when the Burning Legion Landing Pod carrying Demon Slaughtering Warriors fell outside Karabor Temple, Diakum and Neri went to the venue of the celebration banquet and waited.

He had originally planned to return to Azeroth early tomorrow morning, so it would not be a bad idea to stay at Draenor and enjoy the happiness with the people on his last night.

Varian and Khadgar were also present at the banquet, but their attention was more on the captured demonic items.

Humanity has yet to have any real dealings with the Burning Legion, so both of them eagerly hope to learn more details about the battle from the commander of the K'ure Alliance, who won the battle.

Khadgar thinks this must be very useful, at least I can learn some experience in fighting against demons.

The commander of this battle, and also the hero of Execute and Greater Demon, General "The Afflicted" Oturis, was sitting in his seat. It could be seen that he did not like this lively scene very much, but even the indifferent Demon Hunter knew that he had to be like the light.

What's more, he was very satisfied with the K'ure Alliance's combat effectiveness in this battle.

Without the assistance of General Jayde and his Draenei warriors, Demon Hunter alone would never have been able to achieve such a brilliant victory.

"Master Arantien has returned to the Kaldorei Moon Goddess Kingdom to convey the warning of demonic invasion to Black Crow King. Through the incident of Green Skins entering Azeroth, we have also informed Eastern Continent countries of the demonic threat.

The Magic Plague spread by Polluter is spreading, and it will make more people aware of the dangers of demons.

But I am very curious, even though Azeroth is in crisis, is Mr. Illidan still patrolling in the sea of stars?"

Diakum is sitting next to Oturis.

He looked at the demon-slaying general with subtle eyes. In the official history, this guy does not appear as a "loyal minister". He may be the first Demon Hunter master who dared to openly oppose what Illidan did in Outland.

But in the current timeline, Oturis obviously has not parted ways with his leader. He still has a tattoo of "Star Hunter's pride is Demon Slaughtering Profound Truths" on his arm.

Facing Dick's inquiry, Oturis shook his head and said:

"Illidari has already moved the whole group towards Draenor. Star Hunter originally planned to return across the star sea, but after I reported the information on Dark Portal, he decided to take a faster way. Therefore, I am also curious, if Azeroth encounters a demon invasion, will K'ure Alliance provide cross-border support?"

"Don't worry, the destinies of the two worlds have become one."

Vigilant answered in the affirmative, which made the Afflicted obviously relieved, and he said again:

"When I came to Draenor, you had been involved in the unexpected transmission of Azeroth, so I was unable to convey the invitation from Lord Illidan to you at that time. Now is the time.

Master Illidan and Illidari hunters have been planning a counterattack since hundreds of years ago. Our target is Burning Legion's Burning Legion center located in Twisting Nether, Demon Star Marduun!

As long as they are destroyed there, Burning Legion will temporarily lose the ability to send destroyers from Twisting Nether to various star fields in the physical universe. Although they will soon find another hub due to their size, it is also great to buy a small period of breathing time for the physical universe."

The Afflicted said in a deep voice:

"But to attack Demon Star, Illidari alone is not enough! We have tried to contact Army of the Light, but the other party, well, I can only say that they are not particularly good collaborators. I have seen the unity and combat power of the K'ure Alliance with my own eyes. I think that not only you, who are famous all over the star sea, but also Warrior under your command are the allies we need most."

Diakum did not answer. After a few seconds of silence, he said:

"Yes! I am willing to participate in Star Hunter's plan, but only if I know your true combat purpose! I actually know what is hidden in Demon Star Marduun better than Illidan.

The reason why that broken planet became Burning Legion's invasion hub was not because of its own characteristics.

There is a treasure of Sargeras!

That's the real goal of Star Hunter.

Illidari is very dishonest, which makes me unable to feel your sincerity. Therefore, Star Hunter should discuss the specific action plan with me in person at Azeroth."

"It's great to be able to achieve such a result. I believe that the meeting between the two of you will be the beginning of a new victory."

The Afflicted nodded with satisfaction and showed no other emotions because of Diakum's accusation. These hunters who would give up everything for Demon Slaughtering Oath would certainly use "cunning" as their weapon.

They are not silly and sweet, but they are not incorrigible sticks either.

So after a few seconds, Oturis lowered his voice and said:

"The captured demon starship is the trophy of Draenor Warrior. If necessary, we can help transform it. Illidari also has Mo'arg who is good at demon engineering under his command.

Although it cannot change the power of the battleship, it can at least reduce the Fel pollution on the battleship to a level that can be tolerated by the elite Warrior.

If you need it, my Fel Hammer is willing to train a group of starship pilots for you.

In fact, if it makes you feel comfortable, Fel Hammer can also be given to you as a gift."

"No need."

Vigilant waved his hand and said:

"Compared to the Demon Starship, perhaps the Ethereal spacecraft launched by Consortium is more suitable for us, but we need the pilot very much, so I will trouble you. If Dark Portal can be expanded to allow the starship to pass, then the Demon War of Azeroth will be more interesting."

After a while, Neri came forward and said a few words to Diakum, and the two left the banquet.

On a small terrace not far away, Durotan Chieftain is accompanying his wife who is about to give birth. Next to the two loving dogs Orcs, the young people of the Saurfang family are staying with their elders.

That tall figure reminded Diakum of the fight she had with him under the city wall when she was involved in the teleportation.

Although it was short-lived, the pressure this guy brought to him was indeed no less than Grom Hellscream.

But the current Brox·Saurfang is very different from before.

The life enhancement given by Heart of Hatred in front of Dispersion made this Orcs even bigger. Although not to the level of a semi-giant, he was at least two times larger than the Durotan next to him. He was wearing a set of armor from the Blackrock Clan. There were weird vine connections that made the armor barely fit his body type.

He wore a black full-face bucket helmet that covered his face, and even his iron gloves were black.

No wonder he is called "Black Pawn".

When Dick approached, he noticed the "tomahawk" in Brox's hand.

It is not a metal, but a battle ax made entirely of some kind of plant. The vines are entangled to form the handle of the axe. The giant wood with natural magic patterns is transformed into the main body of Double-edged Battle Axe. It does not look sharp and even has a sense of "decay" because of the entanglement of dead vines.

But Vigilant can feel that this ax is dangerous.

It is a weapon made from the last trace of power of Draenor's Heart of Hatred, which is basically equivalent to carrying the ancient fury of the world.

In the face of this symbolic power, the shape and material of the weapon are no longer important. This thing can be regarded as a "World Artifact", but this also makes Diakum lament that "the self-correction of fate" is really stubborn.

Even though everything about Brox·Saurfang has changed, he was still given a handful of "Oak Axe" by stubborn fate, and was destined to kill a Titan in the future.

"Sora, Dranosh, come with me, the tribe is waiting for you to celebrate together."

Durotan nodded to Diakum and called the two children to follow him to the celebration banquet.

Young Orcs looked at Vigilant nervously. They were afraid that the legendary Saint was coming to execute their elders who had escaped from death, but Vigilant waved his hand and explained:

"My dislike for him ended when that sword broke my heart. Don't worry, I just want to have a chat with your elders."

"Go ahead, it'll be okay."

A deep voice came from underneath Brox's Black Bucket Helmet.

It was like the sound of wood rubbing against each other, extremely hoarse and without much emotion.

But the fact that he could return to the children as soon as possible after the battle shows that this guy still retains his sanity.

Neri stayed aside to leave space for the two of them to talk. Dick stepped forward and looked at Orcs. He noticed the seams in Brox's armor. The strange flowers dotted on the gaping skin seemed to be growing out of his skin, which reminded Dick of those "Pseudo-Human" in Evergrowth Woods.

He said:

"Are you still alive now?"

"I'm still alive."

Brox shrugged and said briefly:

"You don't seem disappointed? But on that day, when your sword chopped my heart, I could clearly feel your murderous intention. You had no intention of leaving me alive."

"At that time, I thought I could withstand the pressure of fate alone, but that was just some unreal vision brought about by stepping into Holy Light."

Dick said in a gentle tone:

"I have regained my humanity, but if given another chance, I will still cut that sword!"

Brox·Saurfang, I know how dangerous you are. You were loyal to War Horde at that time and would faithfully execute all orders of Orgrim Doomhammer. Therefore, I cannot take a chance and take a chance on whether you will still become the hero shaped by fate."

"You did the right thing."

Brox turned around, picked up the wine on the table, lifted the bucket helmet slightly, and drank it in one gulp.

At this moment, his face under the visor also caught Dick's eyes.

Fortunately, Pseudo-Human did not mutate into a ferocious form, but his facial expression was very stiff, which perfectly matched the characteristics of "Plant People".

He put down the wine glass made by Clefthoof and said:

"After I was brought back to Mortal realm by the power of this world, when I really calmed down from the boiling of demon blood and looked back at everything we did from a third-party perspective, I realized that I really deserved to die.

Not just me, all Green Skins who drank the demon blood should die!

This is not that Heart of Hatred influenced me. He was completely Dispersion after giving me a dog's life. That was my own judgment. When we drank that stuff, we became a disaster!

No matter where we go, we bring only destruction and madness.

Killing the demon was my own idea.

Durotan I beg other leaders to have mercy on me and give me this opportunity, but I am not doing it to atone for my sins.

There is no redemption for the sins we commit!

Just polluting our own civilization with our own hands is enough to crush us countless times."

He paused, looked at Diakum with his emerald green eyes under the bucket helmet, and said:

"I will eventually follow you back to Argus, representing Life Progenitor who has passed away from Draenor, and chop my battle ax into the divine body of Aggramar. That is my destined end point, and I don't expect anyone to sing about it.

But I know this requires your permission.

So, Diakum, will you allow me to join you in your final "Hometown Expedition"?"

"Argus's battlefield will have a place for you, Brox·Heart of Hatred."

Dick nodded and said:

"I don't know when that day will come, but in the remaining time, spend more time with your children, and don't let them follow your old path in the future because of some damn power. If you still have the energy left, you can actually participate in the war over there at Azeroth.

By the way, witness the end of War Horde"

"If the world needs it, I will go there."

Brox nodded numbly, stroking his Oak Axe, and said:

"I will only fight for this reason now."

Dick turned around and left without any unnecessary warning or farewell.

Neri was taken away by the drunken Yura to talk to each other. Dick used his illusion to disguise himself as an ordinary Draenei and roamed in the lively square, while Black Pawn stayed on the quiet platform and drank one drink after another.

He didn't actually feel any taste, he just wanted to do it.

He stroked his armor. There was no heart on his chest, there was only a seed, but it was still beating.

Just like the Heart of Hatred that is never gentle.

"This time the transmission was much smoother. Sure enough, Medivh taught you something real!"

Early the next morning, the group passed through Dark Portal, which was activated for the second time, and landed smoothly in the forest not far from Northshire Abbey. Archbishop Nali finally let go of her worries. She was afraid that she would be teleported to an inexplicable place, so she turned around and praised Khadgar.

The young mage smiled.

There is a precious "Mage's Eye" made by Titanforged Runes floating on his shoulder, which is the harvest of this trip.

Unfortunately, this Arcane wonder was obviously not given for free.

Wizard Head Mar'gok has become the "distinguished guest" of Karazhan under the personal registration of Khadgar. It is allowed to go to Karazhan at any time without hindrance, and can browse all the books left by Astral Mage at will, as well as use all the facilities of Karazhan.

As the designated successor of Medivh, Khadgar certainly has this power.

Come to think of it, the housekeeper Moroes, who is now tortured by the strange things in Karazhan, will not refuse an "uninvited" helper.

Prince Varian did not follow back, just as Lothar told him to stay in Draenor and spend as much safe time as possible. The Druids also stayed there and learned how to manipulate Devolution Spores with the Forest Sprite Sages, and tried their best to obtain Anzu's raven blessing.

Raptor Druids who have suffered from lack of combat power for many years all know that that powerful fighting form is precious.

However, the Sprigganss who followed them started chattering immediately when they entered Azeroth. They were so excited that the flowers on the heads of these elders were trembling. It was obvious that these "rebellious sons" of nature were also aware of the wonder of this world.

"Hey, this place is great. It looks much more glamorous than Draenor. Look at the sky, look at the wind, and look at the woods."

I don't know where the noisy old crow is hiding, but it will chatter in Diakum's ears:

"No wonder people can give birth to so many Wild God. Draenor and Life Force are really nothing compared to here. Oh, I found the Harpy you mentioned. It looks pretty good.

Wait!

What do they paint their nests with? Why does it smell so strong?"

"Well, Harpys are used to using excrement to strengthen their nests, and their cubs like to use excrement to cover their breath. They also prey on men to mate and lay eggs, and then hang the exhausted poor men on the trees to eat.

I said, they have lost the teachings of Aviana and have fallen."

Dick said helplessly:

"Now you know why I went to such trouble to invite you, the demigod of birds, to come here? The living conditions of Azeroth's flying raptors are really worrying."

"I regret riding a horse!"

Old Anzu screamed:

"Gah, do you know how long it will take to civilize them from a bunch of barbarians throwing around babies to the level of Arakkoa? Woah! Old Anzu knows that you, Saint, have bad intentions!"

"I don't need your step-by-step instructions."

Dick knew that what he did was not honest, so he could only say in embarrassment:

"Didn't Princess Lacey come here with some Arakkoa Claw Priest and Sun Sage? Let them teach you, especially Sun Sage. They know how to deal with wild beasts. Wait, something is ringing in my bag. Answer the phone first."

Vigilant took out the special liaison device Neri had given him before from Augure's Chest, and used his seal as the leader of the third largest ruling party to open this Eredar engineering device, as Holy Light was poured into the crystal of the mysterious console, a complex star map was soon projected in front of Dick and Neri.

The archbishop professionally observed the star chart and the movement trajectories of several punctuation points. She said to Dick:

"The small fleet sent by Army of the Light has entered the large galaxy where Azeroth World is located! At the current speed, it may take them half a month or more to reach the orbit of Azeroth.

However, judging from the fleet configuration, there is one capital ship. According to the fleet organization of Army of the Light, this capital ship must have Holy Light Arbiter Main Cannon.

In other words, after half a month, Dick, you can order your starship to launch an orbital strike against this world.

But considering the ridiculous power of Azeroth World, I advise you not to do this. Who knows what kind of defense system those Titans have left to this world."

"Well, that makes sense. Before the dangerous Everything Unification Field is dismantled, we should let the starship fight in the atmosphere."

Dick asked:

"So, who is the fleet commander?"

"It's Twins Archbishop who has been thinking of you for more than 20,000 years."

Neri said in a long voice:

"They brought two thousand Lightforged to support you, and five disciples you are familiar with are among them. Look how much they care about you. They rushed over as soon as they knew you woke up."

"Speak nicely!"

Dick reached out and pinched Neri's face, then closed the device and put it away, looking in the direction of Stormwind.

He stroked the Argus Heart tail ring in his hand.

Perhaps because he was too weak, Lord Argus Star Soul had not spoken to him again a few days ago, which made Vigilant worried.

He said:

"Let's go, leave the Sprigganss here, deal with the local Magic Plague first, and then call Lady Aegwynn. It's time for us to go to Kalimdor."

PS:

When the brothers thought that I would only add five updates, I added eight updates. Unexpectedly, I also have my own way of celebrating April Fool's Day. The current number of updates owed is: 137.

Happy April Fool's Day everyone!