"Has Princess Calia also been selected as "Temporary God Chosen" by Vigilant?"
When Garona, with his "two brothers" looking frustrated, escorted the unconscious Jialiya back to Silvermoon City,
Pandaren "Li Li Hero" who came to meet them looked surprised.
This Pandaren"Little Dragon Hero" riding a crane said loudly:
"In the war that just ended, more than seventeen "God Chosen ers" have been confirmed, but we believe that the number of incarnations of Vigilant descended in this war is definitely more exaggerated than this number.
It's like "God Chosen Lotto". Why am I not so lucky to be infused with holy power by Vigilant?
I also want to be a hero.::
Ahem, there are many elves Warrior who are convinced that they saw the same light flying across the battlefield in different urban areas.
Many people have survived because of the divine power of Vigilant. Although the super hero was exiled from Material World by the enemy's evil conspiracy, he is still with us."
"Well, grandpa is just that kind of person. He says he doesn't want to interfere with the fate of others, but when he sees someone in need of help, he will always appear in front of them as soon as possible."
Garona put his hands on his hips helplessly and said:
"I also have a friend Loa. I know how energy-consuming the Divine Descent technique is. Even if he is Vigilant, lowering multiple levels of incarnations at once is a bit outrageous. By the way, is it normal for Princess Calia to be in a coma now?"
"Yes."
Li Li Little Bear nodded vigorously, pointed at Mage Tower where Pandaren Azure Dragon Battle Standard was hanging not far away, and said "Sect Leader Zhu, Uncle Chen, and Master Zhu He are there to treat Divine Descent, and all those who bear the power of Vigilant must go there for examination.
Because Vigilant's Solar Power is too hot, even if he has been careful to contain his power, if the incarnation of Divine Descent is not strong enough, he may still encounter threats, so it is better to send Princess Calia over quickly."
"You two, go find Master Lothar to meet up!"
Garona turned back to White Pawn and Arthas and said:
"Stop running around. Silvermoon City is currently in chaos. We are guests. Don't cause unnecessary trouble to the elves. After confirming that Princess Calia is safe and sound, I will go and join you.
Also.
Don't give me that dead horse look!"
Half Orcs Master Assassin reached out helplessly and squeezed the two guys' shoulders hard. She scolded:
"Isn't it because we didn't stop King Terenas and was disarmed again? You ran away to do dangerous things and came back alive. This in itself is already a rare victory. At least it is not a failure. At least it is much better than being captured and having someone rescue you.
Although there is a high probability that after you go there, you will be beaten up by Marshal Lothar wolf, and then Lord Uther, and maybe you will be beaten up by King Llane after you return to Stormwind...:"
"Sir Uther can't beat you. He is also one of Temporary God Chosen from Vigilant. He is currently lying in the treatment tower."
Li Li interjected:
"Sir Uther is so fierce. With the blessing of divine power, he single-handedly saved hundreds of elven civilians trapped in collapsed houses, and fought to the death with those Shadow Creatures and Wild Troll.
I heard those elves say that they want to erect a statue to Sir Uther in the rebuilt Silvermoon City."
"Oh, no wonder these three guys can actually rush out and do dangerous things. I thought Sir Uther was derelict in his duties. After doing it for a long time, it turned out that there was no way to stop them."
Garona nodded and said with emotion:
"Lordaron Kingdom There are not only evil people like Dragonborn, but also a land of justice like Sir Uther. The depravity of others makes him more noble.
You two...:
Learn from others!
As long as you have time to stop King Terenas, I would rather save a few more people in the city.
Especially you, Arthas.
Holy Light's virtues need to be promoted through actions, and your actions Recklessness today obviously cannot promote any virtues."
Although Garona is not a Holy Light Walker, she has a grandpa Saint, who has been influenced by her to talk about great principles. Unfortunately, the two brothers who are very disappointed now are obviously not in the mood to listen to Garona's great principles.
They led their two "borrowed" Quel'dorei war horses, one black and one white, through the ruined city. They looked at the elves crying silently or rescuing property beside the ruins of the city like a war zone. At this moment, both of them sighed.
Especially Arthas.
He felt extremely guilty, after all, it was his father who had caused this unreasonable disaster.
"Don't think too much."
White Pawn patted Arthas on the shoulder and said:
"I heard Archbishop Ishaana say on Karabor Temple, Holy Light is a Subjective Force, once you start to doubt yourself, Holy Light may become dim.
You need to be firmer!
This is not a disaster caused by you. If you really feel guilty... "
He thought for a while and said:
"We are all still very young, and we still have decades or even nearly a hundred years to live. If you really feel guilty,
Then take some time to help these elves in the future, this may make you feel better."
"Well, Confession can't make me Dispersion feel guilty, but specific actions can."
Arthas nodded, took out all the money in his pocket and put it into the hands of a crying elf child holding a doll on the side of the road. Then he did not dare to look at the little girl's eyes and ran away as if running away.
The moment he arrived at the palace, he stopped.
Arthas looked at the broken palace that was shrouded in light but strangely without any "shadow".
He said:
"Sir Uther told me before that he had talked with Marshal Lothar. If the empire is really established, you and I will have the right to inherit the throne of the emperor. This is the promise made by Master Lothar to appease Seventh Legion, and it is also the power that Sir Uther tried his best to win for me.
But I don't want it anymore!
I have seen with my own eyes how the desire for power dragged my father into the abyss. I don't want to go down that road, let alone see that in the future we will become enemies because of these boring things.
Adults are always keen on chasing those things, but children like us are very simple.
Since I never like those complicated things, it is better to give up as soon as possible."
"That's not your decision."
Varian didn't want to discuss these things either. He shook his head and said:
"You cannot represent Menethil Family."
"Actually, I can."
Arthas took out a worn stone coat of arms from his arms. He put it in front of his eyes and wiped it, saying, "This was given to me by my father. It is the family seal of the Menethil Family's ancestor General Lordaeron.
Whoever holds this thing is the owner of the Menethil Family.
I wasn't kidding just now.
I have decided that I want to become a ranger!
I want to do good deeds, punish evil, and do my best to make it a better place on this land that has been hurt by my family.
As you said, this will make me feel a little guilty Dispersion."
"What about your sister? Have you ever thought about Jialiya?"
Varian scolded:
"You can't make such a decision, it's very selfish! You have failed the efforts of generals Sir Uther and Seventh Legion. You represent more than just yourself. Alas, you are still too young. There are some things that you cannot escape if you don't want to bear them.
Menethil Family and Wrynn Family are destined to have inheritance rights, and this is not even a political principle that Master Lothar can shake."
"Wouldn't it be nice if you married my sister? Then you don't have to worry about the dispute between the two families over inheritance rights.
Your children will have the claims of two families at the same time. Don't think I'm stupid, I really thought about it seriously.
You marry my sister, and then I give up my inheritance rights, so that the inheritance rights of both generations can be guaranteed, and it will not cause conflict between the two families. This is the most perfect plan!
The marshal will definitely agree, and Uncle Llane will not object."
Arthas suddenly said something, which made Varian want to refute but was speechless. He felt that such a "perfect" idea was definitely not something Arthas could have come up with.
Hiss, there is an "expert" in this Draenor.
However, even if this matter could be accomplished, he would have to wait until he was an adult, so Varian simply left it behind and walked with Arthas into the palace that was already under martial law by Phoenix Guard and Light Weaver.
The damage here is much worse than in the city.
Not only was the palace severely damaged, but there was also a large amount of void corrosion remaining. His Highness Kael'thas... ahem, although His Majesty Sun King, who had just ascended the throne, swayed the flames of Sunflare to dispel the darkness, this mysterious "Hall of Shadows" still needs a long period of transformation by the Sin'dorei elven spellcasters if it is to be restored to a habitable level.
Of course there are simple ways.
After Sunwell and the big guys who were sent away return to Material World, invite Vigilant to stay here for a few days, and his Radiant Sun power will dispel the most stubborn darkness here.
However, no one is focusing on cleaning up the house right now.
In a courtyard of the palace the One that was still intact, the big shots gathered here. Even Pandaren sent Golden Lotus representatives to attend the meeting here.
Everyone looked very serious.
"Don't be so cold-faced. Let's just say something."
Princess Talanji was sitting at the round table that Phoenix Guard found and carried over. She was a little tired and said:
"Amani Tribe has rebelled. Gurubashi and Drakkari Troll probably won't settle down either. The reconstruction of the Troll Empire has just started to make some progress when it was disrupted by these bastards. I've had enough of the capriciousness of these tribes, and I won't spare them any mercy this time!"
I can't stay here. I have to return to Zandalari Island tonight, so everyone, let's hurry up.
Father King will want to hear that we reach some kind of agreement."
"Speaking of which, those Amani Clan Loa Gods were all Backstab ed by their own priests. Are they okay?
Malfurion, who represented Kaldorei here, rubbed his haggard eyes and asked softly, Princess Talanji nodded and said:
"This is a blessing among misfortunes. World Mother recognized Loa's title, so Emerald Dream opened it for them. Although Loa, the four guardians of the Amani Clan, lost their power, their spiritual essence was transferred to Emerald Dream to sleep.
Zandalari Tribe will take over the rest, and naturally there will be priests at Dazar'alor's Altar of Spirits to perform VanCleef sacrifices to restore them. Lord World Spirit Rezan will also lend a helping hand, but if you want to restore them to the powerful state they once guarded Loa, it is impossible to achieve it without hundreds of thousands of years of careful maintenance."
Talanji hesitated for a moment.
She glanced at everyone present and thought that she might as well highlight the topic that had been discussed at this time.
So, she raised the Scepter of Spirits in her hand and said:
"Loa relies on Faith Power for its existence. The greater the number of believers, the stronger the power of Loa. In the past, it was just Trolls who believed in different Loa, but after Lord Rezan was decreed as "World Spirit" by Supreme Star Soul,
God of Strength's strength growth is very exaggerated because World Mother allowed its beliefs to spread to other ethnic groups.
Loa people are very jealous of this.
They also want such benefits, so I might as well say so.
I hope Quel'Thalas and Human Empire can open up freedom of belief in this area, especially Human Empire,
Your population size is very exaggerated, so as long as believers continue to be born, the four guardians Loa can recover quickly."
"Holy Light is the orthodox faith of mankind! How can other faiths be introduced so casually?"
Lothar Turalyon Paladin next to Lothar first scolded Princess Trolls for her whimsical suggestion, but then remained silent for a few seconds, shook her head and said:
"However, we have confirmed that Northern Borderlands already has "special humans" who believe in Loa, so your proposal will be forwarded to Archbishop Faol to convene other bishops for discussion.
I'm not trying to mess with you.
Believers like me will not make fun of their faith!
Once we make a decision, we will officially notify the All Souls Priests of Dazar'alor as soon as possible."
"Okay, just say this."
Talanji relaxed a little and looked at Kael'thas. Sun King closed his eyes and seemed not to answer, but after a moment, he asked:
"Loas have a unique power connection with believers. What I want to ask is, if Sin'dorei accepts the existence of Loa God, can Loa be cured by giving power, or can the Magic Addiction disaster of our clan be weakened?
Just like the existence form of "Ren'dorei".
The Void Elfs used Entropic Energy to fill their thirst for magic power. Although there is a risk of falling into the shadows, they are indeed no longer tortured by Magic Addiction."
"Huh?""
Princess Talanji was confused by Sun King's problem.
She really didn't know if Loa God could help the elves deal with Magic Addiction. No Trolls would have gone crazy to study this before. After all, the relationship between Trolls and the elves was really bad. Even if she did research, she would still want to use Magic Addiction as a weapon to attack the elves.
"I have to go back and discuss this with Dark Prophet."
Princess of All Spirits stroked his scepter and said:
"Maybe, and if so, I will reply to you in writing... let's get down to business! How is Quel'Thalas going to respond to Lordaeron's challenge? How are you going to deal with Amani Troll's threat?"
"General Lirath has driven the king beast and the insect swarm to Tor'Watha and Zul'Aman."
Sun King said coldly:
"In a few days, there will no longer be any Jungle Troll in the entire Quel'Thalas! After that, we will decide whether to kill Jungle Troll of Stratholme and Aerie Peak according to the situation!
This is another battle that fills an ancient blood feud, and it will not change because of personal attitudes.
I know what you want to ask, but..."
"Your revenge cannot go beyond Aerie Peak!"
Princess Talanji said loudly:
"Revantusk Troll of Zin'thro did not participate in Amani Troll's stupid actions. Revantusk Troll has always obeyed the orders of the Zandalari Tribe. I must protect those loyal people.
In exchange.:
On behalf of the Amani Trolls, I can permanently give up my claim to Quel'Thalas. This is for the sake of peace. After all, World Mother is watching."
"Can you represent them?"
Sun King discussed a few words with his staff and said seriously to Talanji:
"If you can make such an official response on behalf of Amani Troll, then we will let go of Revantusk Troll of Zin'thro, and even Rot Hide Troll of Stratholme in the mountains."
"I can!"
Talanji looked coldly at the Zul'jin screwed "Skull of the Berserker" that was preserved by voodoo beside him,
She said:
"After all, one of Amani Troll's slogans during the war was to "take me, the traitor, as a sacrifice and let my blood flow as a sacrifice"! In the eyes of the Zandalari Tribe, they are also traitors. Since they are traitors, what human rights can they talk about?
I don't even have to stand for "Amani", because soon Azeroth will no longer have the names "Amani", "Gurubashi" and "Drakkari", these disgustingly capricious villain names.
Only Zandalari!
Yes, Troll Empire will have only one voice from now on!"
"Then, Quel'Thalas accepts your proposal, Princess Talanji of Zandalari."
Sun King stood up and stretched out his hand to Talanji. Princess of All Spirits also reached out and shook hands with Kael'thas. The first agreement was reached.
Then comes the second one.
"Marshal Lothar, how long do you plan to wait?"
The new Ranger General Alleria Windrunner stood up and scolded the silent Lothar:
"You humans"Mad King"Terenas·Menethil have launched a shameless attack on the elves,
Today all of this will be Quel'dorei... no, it will all be Sin'dorei. Blood for blood, tooth for tooth!
After we integrate the country, we will launch a retaliatory war against the Stratholme region. As the war leader of Quel'Thalas, I must get a clear answer from you!
When are you going to start the crusade against "Mad King"?
Are you still willing to fulfill the offensive and defensive alliance between the Arathor Empire and Quel'Thalas?"
"Shut up, Alleria!"
Commodore Daenerys beside Lothar said coldly:
"You have no role to speak here. Just because your mother gave you the emblem of Ranger General, it doesn't mean that you really become Ranger General. You can't even control your own anger... You are not qualified to represent Quel'Thalas!"
"Am I qualified for this?"
Kael'thas Sunstrider, who was very rational just now, slapped the table at this moment and roared like an angry Lion:
"Tell me! Commodore Daenerys, do I have this qualification? Do you still want to say something sarcastic here when you see your people being brutalized like this?
I am here to tell you clearly, Lothar Yuanshi.
Even if you still plan to tolerate it, Quel'Thalas will complete this battle of revenge alone!
Can you understand why I changed the name of my people to "Sin'dorei"?
If humanity is not going to treat us justly, then we will respond with blood..."
"Everyone! We are here to reach an agreement, not to argue or vent!"
The haggard Malfurion Stormrage stood up and stopped him:
"What matters is reaching an agreement."
"What's your opinion? Kaldorei."
Sunstrider looked at Stormrage and said:
"Black Crow King passed away on the land of Sin'dorei. My people and I will never forget this great kindness of protection, so we are willing to follow His Majesty Kur'talos Ravencrest's unity initiative before his death.
But will Kaldorei turn a blind eye to hatred?
If the army of Quel'Thalas enters Stratholme, can I see the Warriors of Silverwing Sentinels and Elune Sisterhood appear beside me?"
"You'll see, Sun King."
General Feathermoon, who was sitting on a chair with a black bandage representing mourning tied on his arm, said coldly:
"Silverwing Sentinels will participate in this war. Those villains who caused Black Crow King's death will definitely feel the anger of Kaldorei! Watchers will also participate. Our sister Illysanna has lost her father. Other sisters will share this pain with her and inflict this pain on those murderers!"
Malfurion sighed, but then raised his head and said seriously and heavily:
"Cenarius Order will participate in the crusade against human Mad King!"
"Very well, the blood will forge the unity of the two races, and we will eventually return to each other's homes."
Kael'thas nodded happily.
The representatives of Pandaren whispered that they had no reason to participate in human disputes, but Muradin Bronzebeard stood on the chair and shouted:
"Bronzebeard Dwarves will also join the war! Just now, I received news from Ironforge that our port at Wetlands was raided by the fleet of Lordaeron people. They set off a storm and drowned Menethil Harbor!
The name of that city represents the friendship between the dwarves and Lordaron Kingdom, but now it is no longer! We will also participate in the crusade against Mad King, for the sake of the dwarves who drowned in the tide.
This is truly the most horrific way to die, as it means that the dwarf's soul cannot return to the earth.
Lothar!
Are you just looking at it?
Say something!"
Under everyone's gaze, Lothar raised his head, his eyes wide open with anger. Silvermoon City's disaster made him feel the same, and the questions in front of him made him clench his fists.
The marshal said in a short but powerful tone:
"Then, let the Northern Expedition begin! When I return to the Stormwind Kingdom, Seventh Legion and Army of the Light will leave immediately. Please Khaz Modan be ready to respond. We need supplies and weapons.
The first battle is at Menethil Harbor!
I will lead the warriors to help the dwarves regain the taken port city, and then we will cross Thandol Span and enter Arathi Highlands.
Yes.
We will conquer Mad King, we will recover Stromgarde, and finally, we will pacify Northern Borderlands and end the war...,
This shameful mess won't last much longer."