(Additional update for "Tao Shu Ke" brother [1/5])
Noisy music was echoing, and Dark Iron Dwarves's heartbreaking hoarse singing voice, accompanied by extremely melodic drum beats,
Injecting unconcealable vitality into Dark Iron Bar's new day.
Although a lot of things have happened to Shadowforge City recently, although Fire Lord almost happened to Material World yesterday, and although Dark Iron Dwarves is only one step away from turning into a "spirit" of fire, none of this can affect these drunkards' pursuit of fun.
The black iron slave owners lived happily in this Shadowforge City entertainment place, and people from all walks of life who came from all over the world often gathered here. Coupled with the unique closedness of Blackrock Mountain, over time this bar became a "pearl" in the gray area.
It is no exaggeration to say that if a Holy Warrior opens the door of Dark Iron Bar and starts with a "Detect Evil", it is estimated that 80% of the guys here will glow red, and the remaining 20% will run away when they see Holy Warrior rushing in.
There is no problem in calling this place a "mixed bag of good and bad".
The most terrible thing is that Yrel really planned to do this when he entered the tavern just now, but luckily he was stopped by Maraad.
Although Light Weavers don't have "Detect Evil", their Holy Light perception can still quickly identify those criminals. Of course, guys who live in the dark generally don't like to be discovered.
Therefore, when Light Weaver begins to perceive evil, a war is inevitable.
Considering the secretive nature of this operation, Yrel was quickly pulled aside by Maraad's ears to give him some advice, while others walked into the bar one after another.
Thorium Brotherhood is known as the rebels, but they are frequent visitors here. They spend too much money on drinking and entertainment in this bar, so they even have a wide private room here so that the distinguished Vigilant and other guests do not have to deal with those guys from the outside who are filled with dark auras through the drinking compartment.
This is a good thing.
In case any idiot drinks too much and suddenly grabs the bottle and hits Vigilant on the head, maybe the kind Saint will forgive the drunkards for their nonsense, but the Lightforging heroes who came with him will definitely burn this bar and the villains inside.
"It's really full of vitality and everything is in full swing."
Diakum of Human Form sat on the chair and said with emotion to the other people beside him:
"At a casual glance, you can see three people ten miles away from the Stormwind Kingdom having fun here, and my ears tell me that there are at least seventeen evil things that are in the planning stage here."
"It's more than that."
Archbishop Nali, who took a break from his busy schedule and came to help in the crusade against Fire Lord, curled his lips and said:
"There were six demons hiding in the crowd, one K'xir. I also noticed a group of cultists hiding in a wine cellar for a conference.
The bar owner is a dwarf, and he openly lets his succubus servant be the bartender.
I can be sure that among the drunken guests, eleven of them were bewitched by the succubus. They are really good at making money.
According to my interpretation of the graffiti on the wall, there are also Ravenholdt Manor's operatives and Goblin Cartel's long-term GG who recruits desperadoes.
This place is really interesting, it's an underground hub for gathering intelligence."
"Actually, I really don't blame little Yrel for having the urge to purify evil."
Lightforging Sword Saint Tramon, whose face was covered, leaned against the wall, shook his head and said:
"I almost drew my sword just now. I'm sure there were at least seven killing intents falling on us just now."
"This is not the place where Holy Light Walker should come, harboring filth and evil!"
Captain Fariya grabbed the wine glass and took a sip of the lava-like wine. Half of her face turned red, and then she complained:
"This is not the kind of wine Holy Light warriors should drink. It can confuse people's minds. But those resisters can only hide in this kind of place. Sir, how long are we going to stay here?"
"Thorisson went to try to convince the lords under his demons to get rid of the Fire Spirit Sages in Shadowforge City before going to Firelands."
Diakum explained:
"Lest those guys cause terrible things in this fallen city under the orders of Fire Lord, Dark Iron Dwarves must resist slavery. This is in line with the teachings and expectations of Holy Light. We are here for a just cause.
Therefore, everyone, please be patient."
Others nodded. They knew that the expedition against Fire Lord was Star Soul Lord's will, so they must take it seriously.
However, after Commander Diakum took the lead in drinking the first glass of wine, the Warrior of Lights began to drink freely and boldly. They couldn't help but drink at Army of the Light, but they could only drink the bland Communion Wine. The various drinks provided by Dark Iron Bar were very suitable for these warriors.
As for getting drunk?
Are you kidding? How could Warrior of Light be so indulgent?
When you are seven to eighty percent drunk, recite the Holy Light sutra to clear your mind, and then continue drinking. This way you will not violate the precepts.
You cannot drink alcohol while singing praises to Holy Light, that is blasphemy; but you can sing praises to Holy Light while drinking alcohol, which is called extremely pious. Believers should always treat those rigid precepts with a flexible attitude.
Soon, Leipi Chieftain, an old friend of Big Black Bull Dezco, smelling of alcohol and holding a box of expensive wine, opened the door of the large box.
This big black cow is quite fashionable. He wears black Goblin sunglasses on his eyes. He has various tattoos on his arms. He also makes his hair very cool. He wears a sleeveless shirt, revealing his muscular arms, and hangs a big gold chain.
At first glance, he seems to be a good candidate for music.
Moreover, he is really Chieftain from a small Tauren clan called Desolace. Although that clan has long been merged into the Bloodhoof Clan, he named his band "Tauren Chieftain". You can't even say that it is false propaganda.
"Oh, my eagle-like old friends! It's such a pleasure to see you two in this ghostly place far away from home."
Leipi Chieftain had just finished a wonderful performance. When he saw Dezco, he opened his arms to hug it, but then he rubbed his eyes in confusion and said to Hamul Runetotem:
"Maybe I drank too much, or maybe I didn't drink enough. Hamuul, why is your head on fire? Do you want to taste the charcoal-grilled beef?"
"Hahahaha"
Everyone at the table laughed.
Taurens actually lead a very bold life. Different from what ordinary people think, they do not regard things related to "cow" as taboos, and they often make jokes related to "beef".
They even eat beef.::
This looks like "cannibalism", but in fact, Tauren just looks like a cow. It is a truly intelligent creature and has no blood relationship with domestic animals such as cows.
If I have to say something, I can only say that on the day when World Mother "pinched Tauren", I probably drank an extra glass of milk and had a strange inspiration.
After Hamuul explained the Flame Druids faction, Leipi Chieftain laughed, sat on a chair and opened the wine he had brought, and very sensibly handed the first bottle to Vigilant, who had the highest status, and then distributed the bottles to everyone.
"The way you look reminds me of the legendary "Fire Tauren"."
Leipi Chieftain took a sip of wine and rinsed his mouth, then complained:
"We have never seen those madmen from ancient times, but there are such legends in every clan, right? Those guys who worship the flames set themselves on fire and let themselves feel the pain of the flames burning their flesh and blood to pay tribute to their evil gods.
By the way, what is the name of that evil god?
I just broke up with my human girlfriend a few days ago, and I was trying to write a song about fire, but I forgot the guy's name."
"Wo (wo) ears."
Hamuul said:
"Yaungol's God of Fire is said to be the first Tauren to embrace the flames. He is a real madman... And Leipi, you seem to be changing girlfriends too fast, right?"
"Making music is like this.
For the sake of art Consecration I went to bed step by step Consecration, and we broke up peacefully, and maybe we can have a friendship or something in the future. After all, she has tasted the taste of bull, and it will be difficult for her to taste bland dishes again...:
Well, I'm sorry, I was too obscene, Saint.
I shouldn't have said this in front of you, I'll punish myself with a drink!"
Leipi Chieftain saw Dezco blinking hard, and immediately stood up to apologize to Diakum, raised his head and drank a large bottle of wine, then sat down again and waved his hands and said:
"Yes, it's Ordos, exactly the same as the way you are burning now. However, Dezco, you Sunwalker seem to have other explanations for this story? Tell me, I need to find some inspiration."
"Well, it's generally the same."
Lightforging Big Black Bull shrugged and said:
The difference between "The One" is that there are a few more words in the legend of the Dawnchaser Tribe, saying that Ordos was once a fanatical believer of "An'she, the Sun God", but after witnessing Eclipse and experiencing An'she's endless sleep, it went crazy with despair.
The madman wanted to burn himself to ignite the morning light of An'she, so he prayed for flames and turned himself into a burning monster.
It is said that those blazing fires will burn its body, but will never give it rest.
That is the consequence of blasphemy!"
"Wait! This matter is also related to "An'she"?"
Diakum put down the wine glass, looked at the three Tauren, and said:
"To be honest, I have been looking for stories about "An'she, the Sun God" recently. Your Tauren creation myth is the One the only ancient story in the entire star sea that clearly includes the appearance of Sun God.
There's still time, let's talk about it."
The three Tauren looked at each other, and Hamuul said:
"Well, Vigilant, our Tauren's handed down myth is probably a fusion of animism in ancient times. Even we ourselves just regard it as a kind of inheritance. We can't find much evidence to prove the legitimacy of the handed down myth."
"It doesn't matter, myths are like this. Nine points are false and one point is true. Mortals like to chase those sacred descriptions, but in the eyes of those who really know how to do it, that obscure truth is the real treasure worth chasing."
Archbishop Nali leaned next to Diakum, blinked and said:
"If Tauren is also one of the earliest creatures born by Azeroth World, then your creation myth does have some truth to it."
"Okay, then I'll just talk about it briefly."
Hamuul said:
"The main reason is that Tauren's creation myth is in verse, and it would take several hours to sing it all."
"I'll sing! I'll take care of you all."
Leipi laughed and shouted several times outside the box. Soon a group of girls of various races brought instruments for him, including High Elf.
Hiss, the charm of this Tauren Chieftain is a bit too much. Does it mean that doing music really adds points in this aspect?
In short, while Leipi sang the ancient creation myth of Tauren in a hoarse and magnetic voice, Hamuul also made a simple summary for Diakum in a light tone:
"We Tauren believe that it was Earth Mother who created the world, and it was Earth Mother who ended the sad dark age.
He used his own power to save the entire world from the endless darkness, and then shaped all things and Elemental Spirits.
Earth Mother shaped his favorite children.
The radiant An'she and the elegant Mu'sha coordinate the world with the elements and allow all things to grow.
However, Earth Mother's battle with darkness made him exhausted, but before falling into a deep sleep, in order to protect his beloved children, Earth Mother hid An'she in his left eye and Mu'sha in his right eye.
This way, the children will not be found by the ancient evil.
But without the sun and moon, the world fell into an endless cold winter, making the shaped world silent again.
After Earth Mother woke up once, he found that the world was almost destroyed due to negligence. He made a great sacrifice while feeling heartbroken. He sent his favorite child out of the house. Therefore, An'she brought light to dispel the cold, and Mu'sha will nourish all things in every soft moonlight.
With this, the sun, moon, and Fangwu stars have a fixed alternation, Elemental Spirits has also returned to harmony, and Fangwu has ushered in a new era."
Hamuul explained it very briefly.
As he said, the creation myth of Tauren is very complicated, and there are a lot of plots that may seem far-fetched to future generations. But generally speaking, this myth is full of the tone of those simple creation theories.
It doesn't look strange at first glance, but Diakum's fingers tapped lightly on the table.
After a moment, he said:
"So, you think "Mu'sha" is "Ms. Elune", right?"
"Yes."
Hamuul looked around and whispered awkwardly:
"But Night Elf people obviously don't like us calling Moon Goddess that way, so I generally won't mention the name "Mu'sha" in front of Druid people.
I understand what you want to ask. If Ms. Elune is the true god in the field of life, then the corresponding "An'she, the Sun God" must have a place among Holy Light. However, as I said just now, we can't find any proof that can support the existence of the myth handed down from ancient times.
Therefore, I dare not give an answer as to whether An'she is real."
"An'she is real, just like "Radiance of a Thousand Moons" of Mu'sha is still shining in the sea of stars."
Diakum said definitely:
"The symbolism in the creation myth of Tauren is very terrifying. This myth may even be related to the universe Origin, but it is difficult for us today to decipher the details."
"An'she really exists?"
The drunk Sunwalker Dezco almost dropped the wine glass in his hand and exclaimed:
"Doesn't that mean that we have always believed in the true god Holy Light?"
"Isn't this nonsense?"
Captain Fariya, who was listening to the story next to him, couldn't help but complain:
"Before you met Commander Diakum, you had the inheritance of "Harbinger of the Sun"! The inheritance of this legendary profession is not a bad street power. At least there is no second Harbinger of the Sun in Army of the Light!
This fully demonstrates that Dawnchaser Tauren does have a profound connection with Holy Light.
You may be the real "People of Light".
But even if An'she, the Sun God really exists, the current situation must be very strange. After all, not even Naarus know of his existence."
"So, is there a possibility..."
Dick suddenly said:
"Naaru is actually the creation of An'she? No, that is not accurate. Naaru should be the joint creation of An'she and Mu'sha. This can also explain the unique "Light-Dark Duality" of Naaru.
As for who the "Earth Mother" mentioned in this creation myth is...:
Well, this still needs to be figured out slowly, but I guess it is unlikely to be Star Soul Lord from Azeroth.
This power of creation is somewhat beyond his ability.
At least he can't do this now."
While a group of Eredar and Tauren were discussing the creation myth, Yrel, who had been scolded, was sulking in the bar.
She almost got into trouble just now, although she doesn't think she did anything wrong. As Holy Light Walker, she should fight against evil!
However, Yrel is a good child. After drinking a few glasses of wine, she felt relieved. Then she thought about her own concerns and felt that she should give Maraad a gift.
On the one hand, Maraad helped her a lot, and every time she got into trouble, Great Uncle basically helped her deal with it.
On the other hand, during the previous battle with Mount Hyjal, Maraad's "Naru's Hammer" was damaged again.
Although that thing is shaped from sacred fragments, its body is actually an ordinary Garrison Commander Crystalcasting war hammer.
As Maraad's strength has steadily improved, that weapon has somewhat limited his performance.
"But where can I find a powerful hammer?"
Yrel, who was sitting at the bar, held her chin up and was thinking hard. Then she heard a strange sound. She looked down and found a small, sinister-looking, brightly colored, strange little dinosaur lying next to her wine glass, secretly drinking the wine she had paid for.
At this moment, Yrel thought he was dazzled.
She rubbed her eyes vigorously, and after confirming that she had read correctly, she planned to catch this "wine thief". When she reached out to grab it, only a ball of strange gas came out of her hand Dispersion.
"Ugh, it smells so bad!"
Yrel jumped up with his tail swung, and a group of drunkards around him also started a brawl in the tavern because of a dispute over "who farted?"
In the noisy background, Yrel threw a few silver coins on the table to pay for the drink in an ethical manner. However, when she left, she heard a voice calling her:
"Hey, Blue Skins, this way!"
Yrel turned around and saw the wine thief just now in the corner.
This guy was also holding a broken wine bottle in his claws, and blood was dripping from the fragments on the edge. It was really a barware.
"Who are you?"
Little Hoozi asked curiously, feeling that Azeroth seemed to have too many monsters and monsters.
"Oh, if I say my name, I will definitely scare you."
Old Gani shook its head and let out a weird laugh. It waved its flexible claws and said:
"But I know what you are worried about. Listen to me, what you need is the most precious "junk" in Shadowforge City. That is the war hammer designed and forged by Thorium Brotherhood to fight against Ragnaros.
It's very powerful!
However, it is absolutely garbage, go look for it.
Consider it your reward for treating me to a drink.
I have to leave, see you next time."
After saying that, Old Gani was about to turn around and leave, but Yrel grabbed his tail and said with little hooves:
"Explain it to me clearly. What I need is the most powerful war hammer as a gift for my boss who takes good care of me.
But you gave me a piece of rubbish? You have no conscience for stealing wine!"
"Shout, mortal wisdom."
Old Gani showed contempt and said impatiently:
"Just go to the quartermaster of Thorium Brotherhood and ask for it. It is indeed a piece of garbage, the product of a sad paradox. They need Ragnaros's Flame Essence to make that war hammer reach perfect strength.
However, they made that warhammer to fight Fire Lord.
If they can get the essence of Fire Lord, it means they killed Ragnaros, and then there is no need for the war hammer.
Those stupid dwarves spent a hundred years drinking and designing a piece of garbage in the secret room of Dark Iron Bar that will never be used. Woohoo, that's why I like Dark Iron Bar.
This place always brings me all kinds of fun."
Speaking of which, Old Gani said to Yrel:
"I think you are a pretty good girl, so next time you find some interesting trash, remember to present it to me, and I will benefit you.
Ahem, if it was the garbage created by Vigilant, that would be the best.
I'll double the charge."