(Additional update for brother "Tao Shu Ke" [5/5])
Kazzak has won prestige and prestige among Light Weaver Warband with its gold-rich victory. Although it has a bad past, in the eyes of the warriors, its holy power and this will to "reform" must be respected.
There are many hopeless people in this sea of stars who will never look back, and the foolish actions of other demons only make it more precious for Kazzak to choose a new path.
Therefore, when Dawn Lord returned to Soul Resonator Staff to rest, the other Lightforgeds sent it off with verses praising Holy Light.
Kazzak really needs a rest too.
This fool has swallowed too many "bodies" of Ragnaros in previous battles. That is the body shaped by Creation Flame. Even if Eredun has the talent to absorb energy, it may take some time for Kazzak to master the Flames of Sulfuras in its body.
The fire demons who follow the wind want to come to see Star Soul's envoys frequently. Aegwynn doesn't care about the cunning and weak character of these guys. All she needs is that these guys clearly express their allegiance to Star Soul Lord.
Fire demons can betray their Fire Lord creator without mercy, so their allegiance is no more binding than a piece of paper.
But the problem is that Star Soul Lord has already "appointed" the candidate for the second Flame King. It is not Aegwynn's responsibility to manage the fire demon at that time. During this handover period, it is more important to ensure that Firelands is stable and participates in the transformation of the world body by the elemental power in an orderly manner.
As for Dark Iron Dwarvess.::
They witnessed the defeat of Ragnaros with their own eyes, but this does not mean that the curse of the flames was lifted. Dick said before that that thing was an extension of Void Power, so Dark Iron Dwarves had to cooperate with Fire Spirit Sage to lift the curse.
More importantly, the Light Weavers will not help them clean up Firelands's mess. Thorisson and his subjects have to complete this extremely difficult task by themselves!
If they want the minerals and resources worth tens of thousands of gold in Firelands, they have to complete this "exploitation>" themselves
In Vigilant's view, the overthrow of Fire Lord is not the end of Black Iron's cruel fate.
Instead, it's just Qidian on their way to a normal race.
But at this time, the warriors had no time to worry about Dark Iron Dwarves's guilty conscience. At the place where Fire Lord "died", "professionals" were evaluating Ragnaros's "Legacy", and the evaluation results were disappointing.
"There is only a little bit of True Flame of Sulfuras left in this Flame Heart. Ragnaros ran away! Fire Lord used some secret method to transfer his existence at the last moment."
Prince Kael'thas frowned. He looked at the incomplete Flame Heart in front of him and said to the people around him:
"That self-destruction in despair was just a cover-up. The cunning and decisiveness of Elemental Lords are beyond our imagination."
"But if it runs away like this, it means that it has given up its right to rule the entire Firelands. This violent and fiery land will not allow a coward to be their king."
Lelan, who killed several Flame Giants with his own hands, rubbed his chin and said:
"But I think we still have to find the whereabouts of Ragnaros as soon as possible. Letting a tyrant who can control Creation Flame hide in the corner of the world is simply irresponsible to the entire world.
Since we are in charge of this matter, we must take care of it to the end."
"Wait a moment, let me take a look at this Flame Heart first."
Hamul Runetotem stepped forward and took the Flame Heart from Kael'thas's hand. It observed it carefully, looking for some details. After a while, Tauren Druid blinked and said:
"Everyone, I seem to know where Ragnaros went. It used some secret methods similar to "Faith Incarnation" to transfer itself to one of its followers through the connection between the dependent owner and the dependents.
Loa God often uses this method to shape "Temporary God Chosen"."
This conclusion made the people around them stare. Eredath asked:
"You mean, Fire Lord is hiding in the body of a certain Dark Iron Dwarves?"
"No, it's not Dark Iron Dwarves, it's not that stupid."
Hamuul, who fought against the powerful Balrog and was burned and injured, shook his head and said, "It already knows that it can't fight Dawn Lord under the demon Vigilant, and then hides itself in the city of Dark Iron Dwarves. Isn't that just throwing itself into a trap? We need to analyze the mentality of the fugitives!"
If I were Ragnaros, when there was only a moment of escape opportunity, I would definitely run as far as possible.
The best thing is, do you remember the stories we discussed in Dark Iron Bar before?
Our Tauren ancestors, those powerful and wild Yaungol, have a unique tribe that believes in fire, and their fire evil god "Ordos" is most likely one of Fire Lord's first believers in Material World.
Therefore, Fire Lord should have transferred himself to Yaungol."
Speaking of which, the cautious Archdruid made another patch, saying:
"Of course, my understanding of world history is limited to my knowledge. Maybe Fire Lord and Material World have other believers for it to hide in, but ordinary believers will never be able to fully accommodate the power of Ragnaros and Flames of Sulfuras.
At least it must be a demigod being.
So after all the calculations, Ordos is more likely, but the problem is that even we Tauren ourselves can't determine where the evil god of fire is now?
The One What is certain is that Ordos has escaped the pursuit of time!
It has lived for tens of thousands of years and continues to live. On the side of Kalimdor, many silly and bold Tauren gangsters often use Ordos and Flame Ritual as a "daring test". They think this can show their courage.
Every few years, some idiot is burned to death.
This is enough to prove that Ordos is not the evil god we made up."
"What a refreshing piece of history."
Kael'thas recorded this interesting little story in his notebook. He glanced at the Flame Heart that was suspended in front of everyone and said:
"Ahem, although it's a bit disappointing to say this now, can you please allow me to take a sample of Flames of Sulfuras? This is my graduation project, and I must complete it as soon as possible. My fiancée has been urging me for three hundred years.
It's not genteel enough to keep an infatuated lady waiting."
"Wow, it's so romantic. You actually dare to challenge Fire Lord for your fiancée. Oh my god, this is really the most romantic thing I have heard in these years. You are so handsome and can make women happy. How should other men in the world live like this?"
Lelan covered his mouth and smiled.
After getting the consent of others, she pushed Flame Heart to Kael'thas, but the prince waved his hand humbly and said:
"You don't need so much, just one wisp is enough.
Sunstrider family The Phoenixfire passed down from our ancestors is the power that enables us to settle down and live our lives. I don't think the potential of the Phoenix flame is weaker than the power of Sulfuras.
I only need to study the knowledge of Creation Flame, and I will naturally find the wisdom I need.
And Flame Druidss are also here for this treasure. If you want to create a new inheritance, you need this flame more than I do. He took out the special magic bottle,
While others watched, the flame Phoenix of Kael'thas carefully absorbed a trace of Flames of Sulfuras from Flame Heart, and then spit it into the magic bottle.
The flame continued to shape various shapes in the bottle, like a fire elf with its own life.
"This is the embodiment of Creation Flame's passion for life!"
Hamuul said loudly:
"You see, Fire Lord only wants power, but ignores the true power of the great power it gave birth to! This flame can be used to create things, and it can also protect life. This is Gift of the World's gift to all living beings."
"Take it away quickly."
Yrel stood nearby and said:
"I think this flame seems to be extinguished. After being separated from Fire Lord, it seems to have become a rootless duckweed."
"It doesn't matter, all we need is that ray of passionate flame."
Hamuul took over the branch that had been prepared by the apprentice. This branch came from World Tree Nordrassil. It was picked up from the battlefield of Mount Hyjal and carved into the shape of a torch by Hamuul himself.
It is very exquisitely made. The torch also has the portrait carving of Rukhmar that I learned from Arakkoa. Hamuul even engraved Old Anzu on it, making the pattern look like two mandarin ducks, one red and one black.
Well, this one mainly focuses on a rustic abstract style. Anyway, it is the sacred object of Druid. It just makes sense.
It carefully inserted the torch deep into Fire Lord's Flame Heart.
As the fire of creation covered and ignited, the torch also lit up Everburning Flame, becoming a Druid sacred object intertwined with Life Force and elemental power.
When Hamuul lifted it up, not only did the passionate flames turn into elves surrounding it, but a warmth Life Force that was visible to the naked eye bloomed out, healing the wounds on everyone's body with the comfort of the flames.
Anzu was standing next to her in admiration.
With this Eternal Flame Torch, the legacy of Flame Druids can continue.
Old Anzu also made up his mind at this time. The flame was so powerful that he had to find a way to leave some for Rukhmar so that he could taste the delicious food of Flames of Sulfuras after his wife was resurrected.
Although this will definitely put it on the back of more "debts" from Supreme Star Soul, Old Anzu doesn't care. I'm not even afraid of taking on a "mortgage" for love, so why should I be afraid of such trivial details?
"Does anyone want this little bit left? If no one wants it, we can use it to forge artifacts."
Yrel asked.
Lelan wanted to collect some of it, but Creation Flame was obviously not something that could be collected by mortals. She couldn't even touch the flame, so she could only give up with regret.
Yrel picked up Flame Heart and walked to Maraad, wagging his tail.
Great Uncle just singled out a ferocious Flame Spider Matriarch, and was almost eaten by that beast. He would be covered in injuries and embarrassed, but when he saw the Flame Heart handed over by Yrel, he took out the Sulfuras Warhammer from his bag.
With the contact between the two, the "junk treasure" designed by Dark Iron Dwarves finally shines as it should.
The spiked warhammer modeled after the warhammer of Fire Lord was lit up by the firelight, and the mysterious Saffron Rune appeared on it one by one, Gleam, making this warhammer a real legendary weapon.
But it's not over yet.
Great Uncle took out the sacred fragments from his broken Naru's Hammer. During the consecration of Light Weaver's chanting scriptures, he also put his purified fragments into the groove of this war hammer.
The next second Holy Light flashed, and the golden holy flame replaced the scorching flame. The strange fusion of the two gave the weapon more vivid life and power.
As Maraad swung the hammer with both hands, the phantom of Fire Lord appeared behind him and slammed the flame hammer forward.
The roar of the holy flame brought about a surge of hot brilliance, causing the Lightforging Warrior people to loudly praise the birth of another "Lightforging divine weapon".
Yrel is also cheering.
That warhammer was a gift from her boss. Now that she saw how powerful it was, she felt proud.
If Great Uncle holds this warhammer in the future and creates a great name among the stars, his name will also be remembered by the stars as the legend spreads.
"Hey, little girl, don't just cheer."
Old Gani The ghostly Chongchong voice sounded in Yrel's ears, and it whispered:
"That shell! You have used up all the little Creation Flame left by Fire Lord. The shell of the elemental core has become garbage. It is useless. Quick! Give me your beloved garbage.
What beautiful trash!
I am going to use it to make a fire artifact belonging to the Garbage Mans and give it to my priests, so that when they are begging at Dazar'alor and are bullied by the Trolls gang, they can use the garbage artifact to protect themselves."
"No, buddy."
Yrel couldn't help but complain:
"You are a Loa God. You obviously have the ability to get more powerful artifacts. Why are you just picking up garbage? Will even your high priest be bullied by the Trolls gang? It's like this, but Princess Talanji doesn't care about it?
Isn't she afraid of "blasphemy"?
And you've been miserable, haven't you?"
"Haha, that's because you don't understand the lifestyle of the weak, kid."
Old Gani said calmly:
"Power is not a wealth that the weak should pursue. There are not only strong people like you in this world. You have strength so you don't need Old Gani's protection. Therefore, I will always care more about those poor people who cannot protect themselves.
Fight?
No, fighting is not my strong point.
But I know very well that misplaced treasures are garbage, and the same thing is true in other words."
"Well, I don't quite understand."
Yrel scratched his head, but still picked up the broken heart of the Balrog, intending to find a garbage dump and present it to Old Gani.
As she walked, she said:
"But Vigilant seems to have said something similar. He never cares about the fate of the strong. The strong have the ability to change their fate. He will only lend a helping hand to the weak who are teased and oppressed by fate... I don't quite understand his thoughts, but you seem to understand.
So, Old Gani, can you explain it to me?"
"How do you explain this? This is my understanding. If you want to understand, just read the Bible yourself."
Old Gani said in a long voice:
"If you really want to follow in the footsteps of Diakum, then go for a walk among the real people at the bottom, Draenor's Yrel. Walking with the strong allows you to control your power, but walking with the weak can help you fulfill your morality.
Didn't your Holy Light also teach you to protect the weak?
Oh, this world doesn't just revolve around heroes and warriors, how about it? Do you dare to break away from these glamorous paladins, walk into the dark alleys and Lower City that you have never noticed, and respond to those timid eyes full of expectation? "
"Huh, what am I afraid of? I'll apply soon!"
"That strange Loa God is tempting Yrel to do some very strange things. Do you really not care?"
In the ruins of Sulfuras Spire, Neri, who was listening attentively, said something worried to Diakum, who was searching ahead. Vigilant waved his hand and said:
"I will scold any Loa who comes near my Lightforged without reason, especially bad ones like Bwonsamdi, but Old Garni is an exception... the god of the poor, the god of the weak, the god of scavengers.
Listen to the title it chose for itself. How could such a Loa have bad intentions?
It sees the uniqueness of Yrel, and perhaps also knows the mission that Yrel will undertake in the future, so it plans to use its own methods to guide Yrel to better understand the true meaning of Holy Light helping others.
This is a good thing, why should I interfere?
Look, the real "treasure" is found!"
Diakum let out an exaggerated cheer, and like a treasure hunter, he stepped forward and casually opened the collapsed stone pillar weighing several tons, and took out a small golden treasure box wrapped in scorching flames from the hidden compartment.
He called Neri over and then opened the treasure chest.
"Wow! What a beautiful piece of jewelry."
The archbishop exclaimed, looking at the Fire Lord jewels hidden in the treasure chest, his eyes turned into stars.
There is no woman who doesn't like these. If they don't like it, it only proves that what they are seeing is not what they want.
Diakum laughed, took out a pair of Balrog's headbands, gently pushed Neri's hair aside, and put the luxurious headband on the Archbishop's forehead.
The moment the purple hair was fixed, two golden gentle flames formed a strange little horn, which was perfectly integrated with the horn of Neri like a beautiful crown.
"How do you know that Ragnaros has collected such beautiful jewelry? This Fire Lord is a tall and thick male, right? How can he collect these things?"
Archbishop Nali took out a small mirror and admired his gift.
She was very happy, not only because the jewelry was beautiful and luxurious, but also because the man in front of her was willing to spend time and effort for her.
Faced with Neri's strange question, Diakum shrugged and said:
"Because Stone Mother is a woman, when Fire Lord needs to form an alliance with Stone Mother, it can't send a barbaric weapon, right? The relationship between Elemental Lords is very complicated, and their war has no fixed enemies and allies.
When necessary, water and fire can be friends.
As for why I know, just think of it as a small "privilege" possessed by those who fight against fate, but I will give the remaining jewelry to Twins... Don't be angry, you must treat everyone equally.
I also know that there are similar jewelry in the world, and I guarantee that when I find it, the first one will definitely be yours."
"Humph."
Neri pinched Dick's shoulder in dissatisfaction, but then swung his tail with satisfaction and looked back at the huge Hand of the Fire Lord warhammer that Fire Lord left on the battlefield after the defeat.
It should now be called "Hand of Annihilation".
After Ragnaros escaped, the flames on the war hammer were mostly extinguished, and it seemed that the loyal weapon was also mourning because it was abandoned.
"Isn't it true that Ashbringer cannot be used against strong enemies?"
Neri pointed at the huge war hammer and said:
"You just use that instead."
"No, that war hammer will be left to a "Radiant Spirit" who is about to be born. I will personally welcome it into the realm of Holy Light. This is the plan I had already made before I stepped into Firelands.
The moody Fire Lord is not worthy of serving World Soul, but Holy Light welcomes all sinners who are willing to Confession."
Diakum picked up Fire Lord's jewelry and hid it, then looked at the surrounding ruins destroyed by Fire Lord, and bent down to pick up some luxurious weapons.
These are not the weapons used by Ragnaros, but the treasures used by Fire Lord to reward the fire demons under the demon, but now the fire demons cannot use them.
But the enemies Light Weaver Warband and Warrior face are becoming more and more dangerous, and it's time to give them a boost.
"I'm going to the south of the world. Aegwynn is waiting. This time I want to take Exodar and all the Lightforgeds there with me."
Diakum winked at the archbishop and said:
"There are a group of fat guys there waiting for visitors from afar. You know, I have always been dissatisfied with the food of Draenor and Azeroth. It's not that I'm picky, it's mainly that eating well and eating well is a different concept.
It's time to work on my stomach."
"So you've already planned it, right?"
Neri waved his fist and said:
"Deliberately wooing Dark Iron Dwarves to rebel, so that Fire Lord would not dare to hide in Shadowforge City when it was defeated, and could only go to its other followers. I guess those legendary Fire Tauren are also in the fog in the south of the world?"
"Yes, I plan to solve two or more troubles in one trip!"
Vigilant grinned, kissed the archbishop's forehead, and warned:
"You sit in the Eastern Continent, Human Empire's destiny has reached the Crossroads, and the dwarf kingdom will also embark on a journey of change. I appreciate and look forward to this change.
If the situation changes, remember to notify me in time."
"Go on, go and hang out with the freer Twins. I, an old woman, will become your "eye of destiny" and record the details of those fateful cries for you. I know you like these."
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