When consumed by inner turmoil, take a trip to clear your head. Marshal, the carriage is ready.

"He refused the meeting?"

Among Tempest Keep, Lothar got the response from Northern Borderlands.

Facing his inquiry, Khadgar nodded helplessly and said:

"Rhonin took the risk to send your request, but he didn't even see King Terenas's face. One of his subordinates, Court Warlock, responded on behalf of King Terenas. Because Lordaron Kingdom is busy recovering the country and protecting the people, the king cannot leave the royal city.

If you want to show sincerity, take the initiative to go to Tirisfal Glades.

Lord Daval sent Rhonin out of the city. He told Rhonin that the woman Warlock had a mysterious origin and was trusted by the king recently.

Even he, who was originally a loyal minister, has been excluded from the court.

At present, it seems that the female Warlock has a big problem."

Khadgar frowned and said:

"Rhonin also told me that he could feel a terrible dark aura on the other person's body. If he hadn't been wearing Heart of Azeroth, he probably wouldn't have been able to leave Lordaeron City."

Lothar moved his fingers and said:

"So, Terenas is probably faked, right?"

"The situation may be worse. After all, the power related to the black dragon Dragonborn is really not something that mortals can control."

Khadgar hesitated for a moment and guessed:

"That woman Warlock may be a big shot among the black dragon clan. Diakum the Saint has a black dragon under the devil. She may be able to provide more information.

In addition, the seemingly loyal and low-key Lord Daval also has a big problem!

The black dragon standing on our side reminded us very obscurely not to get too close to Lord Daval, and after sending Princess Calia to Draenor, Ms. Priest Archbishop Ishana of Draenei sent us a letter back.

She said that there were some signs of mind control remaining in the princess's spirit, much like the matching spell of "Love Potion".

So.:"

"Terenas's court has harbored evil and evil a long time ago."

Lothar stood up and said loudly:

"They refuse to communicate with us, but they are spreading the rumors of "Lordaeron Empire". This is the conspiracy of the black dragon. Those evil beasts who were exiled by their own ethnic groups want to split human civilization! They openly occupy our ancestral land and want to harm our people.

Can't wait any longer.

Khadgar, please make another trip to Quel'Thalas! Stay there and protect our people, discuss with Your Excellency Phoenix Guard Farodis, and never send the people stranded in Quel'Thalas back to the Lordaron Kingdom.

I'm going to find Archbishop Faol.

I trust the archbishop will be on the right side."

"Hmm."

As Saviors, Khadgar would naturally not refuse this kind of thing that was related to the direction of the entire civilization. However, when he left Stormwind Keep, he saw Garona leaning on the doorpost next to him, chewing an apple, and throwing dangerous throwing knives up and down.

The latter said to Khadgar very coolly:

"Looking at your expression, it looks like you stepped on something when you went out.:. Ahem, you understand what I mean. Where are you going this time?

"Quel'Thalas."

Khadgar said:

"Sorry, I know I promised to accompany you to Karazhan this weekend to look for the shadow secrets recorded there, but "It doesn't matter, Quel'Thalas also has a very powerful assassin heritage."

Garona put away the flying knife like magic, put his hands on his hips and said:

"I have long heard the big-mouthed Finna Goldsword boast that Sangunar Family of Under the Sun Shadow is Eastern Continent's first-class magic assassin, so I naturally wanted to see it. It just so happened that my grandfather gave me a period of leave, and my mother was going back to Draenor with Eredath.

So, let me go with you to the elves. I heard that Northern Borderlands is making werewolves and Dragonborn, and there are demons wandering there. With your strength, you might be eaten."

"Well, I don't think I need the protection of a legendary assassin, but what should I say?"

Khadgar grinned and said:

"There is no one hiding in the shadow. I always feel unsteady. Let's go. Let's set off now, but I'd like to remind you in advance that Northern Borderlands is really dangerous over there. I can't even be sure what terrible things are hidden in that chaotic land."

So, you have to be prepared."

After Khadgar left with his assassin friends, Lothar quickly rushed to Northshire Abbey.

He found Archbishop Faol in the Relic Hall, who was purifying the "Holy Book" that had just been brought back from Westfall's the Deadmines.

This thing is Stormwind Kingdom's former sacred object. It is said that it comes directly from the writings of Ms. Priest Mireidal, the first human being. Just as Vigilant Saint can consecrate objects to have exaggerated abilities, Ms. Remidal, as Holy Light God Chosen among humans, naturally has the same power.

Before the arrival of Vigilant, the reason why Northshire Abbey became one of mankind's beliefs Holy Land is because of this ancient book.

Damn Warlock Zuluhed stole this sacred book when he invaded Northshire. His demon Orc Warlock hid it in the death mine of Moonbrook and corrupted it, using it to summon demons and terrifying creatures.

Even though the conflict at Westfall ended more than half a month ago, because the terrain of the Deadmines was very rugged, the Orc Warlock hidden inside and the various dangerous creatures they summoned were only cleared away by the assassins of SI:7 yesterday.

The grandson of Ms. Parsonia, the outstanding young assassin Mathias Shaw is currently wearing an assassin uniform and standing on the edge of the Relic Hall.

It was he who brought back this holy book with his own hands.

Lothar also noticed the two golden swords worn by Shaw on his waist. They were the magic blades purified by Lord Diakum. They were awarded by him to Shaw who had made great contributions after the conflict with Westfall.

The marshal did not disturb the archbishop who was carefully casting a spell to release Mass Dispel. He asked softly next to Shaw:

"Is it dangerous? Bringing back contaminated holy objects from a cave full of monsters. I always feel that your grandmother is a little harsh on you. You are not an adult yet."

Shaw It seems that this child has been strictly trained since he was a child, making him taciturn. The marshal's sudden question made Shaw a little surprised, but then he replied in a hoarse voice:

"Actually, it's okay. Light Weaver Warband sent several Warrior to assist us. The dangerous areas were cleared by them. I just did some trivial work. It was only with the help of Stonemasons' Brotherhood that I was able to bring back this book. I found a trail that only the miners knew.

But"

Shaw hesitated and said:

"My grandmother has been in a bad mood these days. It is said that it is because Kargath Bladefist, whom she regarded as her enemy, escaped from Azeroth?"

"Yes, I tried my best and couldn't keep that guy."

Lothar shook his head and said:

"That Orcs said that he would build the largest arena in the universe in the star sea, and also said that anyone who has a grudge against him can challenge him, so think on the bright side, Ms. Parsonia still has a chance to take revenge."

Shaw wanted to say something but remained silent in the end.

Perhaps in his opinion, his grandmother's hope of revenge in this life is slim. The human race is too balanced in all aspects. Unless it is a genius, it is difficult for its strength to grow by leaps and bounds.

While the two were talking, the ceremony of Archbishop Faol was finally completed.

He stretched out his hand a little tiredly to touch the sacred book in front of him. When the gentle Holy Light bloomed again, Archbishop Faol showed a satisfied smile.

"Archbishop, you can take Holy Book to Light's Hope Chapel!"

Lothar stepped forward and said:

"The current situation of Northern Borderlands requires this ancient holy object more than Stormwind Kingdom, and Voros the Exalted is personally sitting in the monastery, which is a more inspiring miracle than all holy objects. Silver Hand Holy Hammer, which is in the hands of brother Fuding, should also go with you Northern Borderlands."

"Did something happen over there?"

Although the archbishop doesn't care about politics, he has experienced a lot as a leader of human faith. He could guess the changes in Northern Borderlands from Lothar's tone.

Lothar told Fao what he knew so far, and the latter's face became very ugly.

"I was still feeling happy that Lordaron Kingdom could defend the country. I thought it was a blessing from Holy Light, but is it actually the black dragon's conspiracy?"

The Archbishop said heartbrokenly:

"In this dangerous era, our people have been plotted by evil again. I must go to Northern Borderlands immediately. Light's Hope Chapel has gathered many believers who have taken refuge. I must protect them from the influence of the black dragon's evil...:"

"Archbishop, Marshal Lothar, if the black dragon caused all this, can we seek help from other Dragon Aspects?"

Shaw on the side couldn't help but remind:

"I heard several dragon ladies from Light Weaver Warband say in a chat that the black dragon is the common enemy of Dragon Aspects. If we can confirm that there is a black dragon causing trouble in Northern Borderlands, maybe... I mean, if we want to rebuild the empire, then we may also need some help from "supernatural forces"."

"Huh?"

Lothar and Fao's eyes lit up.

It must be said that this young man's mind works very quickly.

The marshal thought of the Dragon Aspectss he had seen on the battlefield of Mount Hyjal. The number of Blue Dragons was small but the number of red dragons was large.

Although both Dragon King were injured, it shouldn't be a big problem to send some dragons to help guard the church.

But this matter must be kept low-key.

Lothar thought that if even Vigilant thought that Northern Borderlands's black dragon was a trouble, then it was absolutely necessary for humans to act appropriately.

He had a discussion with the archbishop in the Relic Hall, and finally decided to send a special envoy to Northrend, the legendary Wyrmrest Temple. Just as "Dragonheart" mage Rhonin had finished his inspection in Northern Borderlands, he might be entrusted with a trip to the far north.

After finishing these matters, Lothar left Relic Hall and saw Captain Fariya walking towards him. The tough Lightforged commander greeted Lothar when he saw him.

After the marshal approached, Fareeya said to him:

"Commander Diakum asked me to tell you that because the conflict between Drakkari Troll and Sandar Elf of Northrend is coming to an end, the commander decided to withdraw the twenty-five Hand of Argus veterans stationed at Drak'Tharon Keep.

He said that if Archbishop Faol is willing, Hand of Argus veterans can be stationed at Light's Hope Chapel for a period of time to ensure the safety there.

Although the normal strength of Hand of Argus veterans is not strong, when they encounter demons, those who are fanatical and paranoid are much more powerful than ordinary Lightforged, and they can all detect evil."

"Of course we welcome you with both hands."

The marshal immediately agreed.

Once Archbishop Faol returns to Northern Borderlands, Light's Hope Chapel will become Arathor Empire's "fortress of faith" there. Although Lothar has not yet raised the banner of "Arathor Empire", he still hopes that the place will be as safe as possible.

But that night, when Prince Lothar and Derek were having dinner, they heard a wonderful news.

"What did you say? Your father is going to Draenor?"

The marshal looked at Prince Kul Tiras who was tasting the wine in front of him in surprise. He was very interested. Faced with Lothar's inquiry, he nodded and said with a smile:

"Yes, this is a secret visit. My father and mother will go to the world of Draenor tomorrow, but they will not stay long. My sister Jaina will soon be escorted to that world by the mysterious "Nether-Stalker".

The poor little girl has been away from home for too long, so her parents decided to pick her up in person."

Having said this, Derek gave Lothar a warning look, put down his wine glass, and said seriously:

"I have been commanding the fleet to and from the two ends of the continent during this period. I know how bad Northern Borderlands's situation is, and I also know what you plan to do, Marshal.

But I am only the commander of First Fleet and cannot intervene in the decision-making of Kul Tiras. Therefore, if you plan to persuade my father to participate in your "restorement of the country", perhaps you should also go with him.

That person is my father.::

Rather than being a king, he actually prefers to lead a fleet soaring across the sea to explore unknown places.

He complained many times drunkenly that being king took away a lot of the fun he had.

Although I don't rule out that it is just his complaint, I think that at least one-third of what a man says when he is drunk is true, and the royal power of Kul Tiras is different from other kingdoms.

The power in my father's hands is not as "free" as other kings, but the important responsibilities he has to bear are more exaggerated than other kings.

So."

Derek paused, then he raised his glass to Lothar and whispered:

"If you can ensure that Kul Tiras's interests are not infringed, perhaps you can have a tough Imperial Navy Marshal in your army."

Lothar nodded thoughtfully, raised his glass and clinked it with the prince.

Early the next morning, Lothar, who had a terrible headache, cursed Kul Tiras people as wine barrels, and got up early and changed his clothes. When he arrived at Northshire Abbey as a traveler, he happened to meet Vigilant and Archbishop Nali walking out of the room.

When the three of them met, it was extremely awkward, especially when Diakum was still wiping the hickey on his neck.

"Well... what are you doing here?"

Vigilant asked, wagging his tail:

"Come see me off?"

"I'm going to Draenor to relax."

Lothar said seriously:

"And Arthas and Jialiya have been staying there for more than a month. I want to go over and see them."

"Oh, I plan to make some political deals with Daelin Proudmoore along the way."

Vigilant said in a long voice:

"You are really good at dancing, Marshal. You say you don't like politics, but you are very good at playing these tricks. Okay, let's go together."

Although Draenor is small, it has a different flavor compared to Azeroth."

When the two arrived at Dark Portal, the Mag'har Warriors who were preparing to return to their hometown to rest had already packed their bags, while the king and queen of Kul Tiras, who came in a low-key manner, put on magic disguises. When they saw Lothar, Daelin frowned.

He came to pick up his daughter, and he really had no intention of talking about politics along the way, but Queen Katherine pushed his husband, making Daelin very unhappy and came forward to talk to Lothar.

When the agreed time arrives, Dark Portal is slowly lit up.

The faint blue Arc Light fills the doorpost of the portal that is wrapped in World Tree vines, reflecting the scenery of another world.

Garrosh, who was carrying Gorehowl, was the first to climb the steps. He was holding an urn in his hand and stepped into the portal calmly under the gazes of other Orcs Warrior. Then everyone filed in.

Diakum looked back at Lothar and Daelin who were talking. He shook his head and walked in.

After being slightly dizzy from the world-class teleportation, he returned to his second hometown after being away for several months. It was the sunset at Draenor. At the end of the Zangar Sea, the setting sun caused the entire sea surface to reflect sparkling waves.

"The sunshine here is as magnificent as Azeroth."

Diakum sighed with emotion, and couldn't help but complain to Twins behind him who came to Draenor for the first time:

"It is said that all the moons in the universe are the incarnations of Ms. Elune. There are many worlds with a "double-moon structure" like Azeroth. Draenor will also appear similar in the special moon phase that occurs once every ten years...:"

Dick suddenly stopped.

This made Twins, who was admiring the scenery of World Tree Taya'la, look back at the superior in surprise. They noticed the "Spiritual Light flash" of thought on Diakum's face.

Saloras asked:

"What's wrong? Did you think of something?"

Dick did not answer, but looked up again at the sunset of Draenor.

After a moment, he said:

"If the moon in the entire universe is the incarnation of Ms. Elune, then what power does the sun in the sea of stars symbolize?"

This:::

This question, which was like a child's question, made Twins burst into laughter. Oreses wanted to answer that the sun in the universe has no special symbol. After all, not every galaxy has stars, but she fell silent after a few seconds.

Her hypothesis is not valid!

Because not every galaxy has a companion satellite like the moon, however, almost every world that Army of the Light arrives has a celestial body like the moon.

Ms. Elune's faith is everywhere in the sea of stars, making the "moon" of the Azeroth universe no longer a simple astronomical concept.

In this case, does the sun in every world also represent some kind of "symbol of the universe" like Ms. Elune?

The three Ancient Eredar exchanged glances at this moment as if their bodies were electrified.

The three of them thought of a terrifying possibility at the same time.

"Among Holy Light Force... are there really no true gods of the universe like Elune born?"

Diakum said softly:

"If the sun opposite the moon can also be regarded as the embodiment of faith, then Holy Light is the force that is most consistent with him! If the sun in the entire universe can be regarded as the carrier of faith, then when the power of these faiths gather in one place, what kind of powerful true god will be born in Holy Light?"

"It's hard to say whether he can defeat Sargeras."

Saloras clenched his fingers tremblingly and whispered:

"Definitely not weaker than Ms. Elune. After all, the moon and the sun are equal symbols! But... but where did Sun God go? Why has there never been a record of him in the entire universe?"

"Well, we need to look for this slowly."

Dick made a triangle Holy Crest on his chest and said:

"I suddenly remembered the Sunwalker clan that Holy Light sent to me before. Do you still remember the name of the Sun God they believe in?"

"An'she?"

Saloras said:

"Is that the pronunciation?"

"Or "An'she"!"

Vigilant felt a storm of inspiration set off in his mind, he said:

"It seems that we need to ask Sunwalker about the "creation myth" passed down from generation to generation by Tauren. If Azeroth World is really special among the stars, then all the creation-related myths circulated in that world are worthy of careful study.

Anyway, let's take this as an "inspiration" for now.

Maybe there will be surprises in the future."

PS:

This chapter's opinions about "Sun God" and the symbol of the sun, as well as whether the Holy Light true god "An'she" really exists, are speculated to come from Bilibili UP master "Jiaonan Jiaodian".

I think this idea is very good, and this very talented UP master has previously made a series of monster combat power rankings Orcs, which is really informative. Brothers who want to write Warcraft fanfiction can make a combat power system based on this.

Those who are interested in these can search and see his analysis on this.

Although there is still a lack of some key evidence, I think it is at least convincing.

As far as the field of Azeroth fan research is concerned, this UP master can indeed be called a "great god". I can't help but worship him. In addition, the use of this idea has been approved by the other party.