This is your destiny-[910]
(Additional update for "Sassy XD" brothers [9/10])
Marshal Lothar When I opened my eyes, my whole body ached as if I had fought a battle in a dream.
Well, there is actually nothing wrong with this, because he did fight to the death with an astonishing number of Satyrs in his dream.
Although with the blessing of Heart Power, he and his Warriors were fearless in nightmares, fighting all the ferocious Satyr Executes along the way, but the mental fatigue would still be transmitted to the body.
This is the same reason that Warriors will feel exhausted after a wild battle after enjoying Shamans' Bloodlusts.
However, recalling last night's war, Lothar couldn't help but sigh when he stood up and said:
"You said you were doing well, why did you mess with him?"
This is complaining about Satyr's poor tactics.
If the King of Nightmares hadn't been so eager to defeat Vigilant in his dream, I'm afraid Seventh Legion would have been completely wiped out last night.
The nightmare land spun by Xavius is quite incomprehensible to mortals, and the fact that it deliberately created such supernatural powers in Silverpine Forest and Hillsbrad Foothills is obviously part of King Terenas's grand strategy for war planning.
As long as the nightmare land still covers the front line of Silverpine Forest, Lothar's army will not be able to pass directly into Tirisfal Glades from there.
This is truly an unsolvable supernatural military obstacle.
If it is executed perfectly, then the only strategic option left for Lothar is to fight to the death with the elite Dragonborn Warrior in the complex terrain of the Alterac Mountains.
That was really the worst battlefield direction the marshal could imagine.
Fortunately, Xavius made one bad move and arrogantly challenged Vigilant, and then suffered a natural defeat.
As bad as the nightmare land is now with Sha, as long as the commander over Lordaeron is not crazy, he will not carry out any strategic operations through this special plane.
"Marshal, Durnholde Keep is requesting support! Colonel Blackmoore and Stonewall Brigade have been fighting fiercely all night with the sneak attack Dragonborn. We must set off immediately to support them."
The door was pushed open, and White Pawn rushed in to report the latest battle situation.
Lothar stood up immediately regardless of fatigue at this moment, but after taking a look at Varian's action of covering his abdomen, he whispered:
"Don't follow me, just stay at Southshore and rest. You kid, I'm going to suffer a loss this time. Be more cautious. You must be careful when others ask you to do something in the future."
Varian gave a military salute with some shame.
He was bewitched by Satyr and gave himself a sword blow in his dream. Although the injury was not completely transmitted to his body, the pain was real.
He will have to rest for a few days to let the injury get better.
When the marshal walked out of the room, Commodore Daenerys had already assembled Southshore's army, but the whole town was full of Naga's corpses. These guys took advantage of everyone's consciousness being dragged into the nightmare and planned to carry out a brutal attack, but they died unexpectedly.
Just by looking at the black and white evil energy wrapped around those corpses, you can tell what happened to them last night.
This wave is really a typical example of "stealing the chicken but losing the rice".
"The dream last night was terrible."
Daenerys whispered to Lothar:
"I killed you seventeen times in my dream, and you killed me twelve times. I think we are even."
"How much do you hate me?"
Lothar sighed and said:
"Other people's nightmares are about their most ferocious enemies and their most hated enemies, but you dreamed about me."
"I dreamed of you, aren't you happy?"
Daenerys stared at Lothar with a dead look. The marshal coughed awkwardly and said:
"It's natural to be happy. I just hope you won't be so violent the next time you dream about me. Wouldn't it be nice to go watch the moon and flowers together?"
"Ouch!"
Just when Southshore's army was about to set off to support Durnholde Keep, the desolate howling of wolves sounded on the hills outside the town. Lothar pulled the reins of the horses and waved to Warrior to stop temporarily.
As they watched, a galloping werewolf hunting pack soon appeared in front of their sight.
These werewolves all wore leather armor and weapons, and they were fighting Gilneas and Battle Standard.
This proves that they have a certain degree of organization and rationality, which is completely different from those werewolves who are so wild that they cannot distinguish between friend and foe. A huge gray-white werewolf appeared from under Battle Standard. It moved its flexible ears and looked at Lothar's army in the distance.
As it watched, the marshal stepped out alone, riding his horse forward and waving to it in the center area between the two sides.
This courage made Genn bared its teeth, and then waved its claws to stop the other werewolves. It swayed its body and came to Lothar.
"Are you here to fight? Or are you here to form an alliance?"
The marshal asked.
"Both fight and make alliances."
Genn said dumbly:
"After defeating Tarren Mill, both sides will become allies. Terenas has captured my brother Darius Crowley. He will definitely do some very vicious things to him. You have to help me rescue my northern lord.
Also, where will the werewolves be in your empire?"
"You are humans! You are just worshiping the wild nature and receiving the blessing of the wolf god. It is no different from Holy Light Follower piously praying for the blessing of Holy Light's power. It is just a different form of expression."
Lothar was riding on the horse and said seriously:
"There will be no difference between werewolves, Dragonborn and humans in the future empire. We are all human beings, they just walk Path of Strength differently.
This is the most basic consensus. I don't want you to artificially create racial opposition because of differences in appearance.
That is not what a wise man does!
I also have werewolves Warrior under my command, and they are also members of the Seventh Legion. I will not allow other soldiers to slander their contributions and merits.
The empire's laws are not targeted at anyone in particular. Humans must abide by them, and the same goes for werewolves. If you can't even accept this, then after bulldozing Lordaeron, I guess I will have to fight Gilneas again."
This answer silenced Genn.
After a while, Genn snorted and said:
"Very good, I agree, but words are useless, I want to see what you do! In the first three years after the establishment of the empire, Gilneas wants to be autonomous. You can send officials and even station troops in Gilneas Peninsula.
But I will only hand them over to you after confirming that your empire will not deliberately target my people."
"A year of autonomy!"
Lothar undoubtedly said:
"I will stay here during this year. What is more difficult than the werewolf problem is Dragonborn's identity. Archbishop Faol and I will complete this matter personally, and you must also participate, Genn!
Don't try to avoid your responsibilities.
But now is not the time to talk about this. Bring your werewolves and follow me! I originally wanted to support Durnholde Keep, but with the help of your werewolves, we can directly attack Tarren Mill.
Take that city before this evening!
In Tarren Mill's City Hall, I will sign with you the imperial decree and contract you want to see."
Genn nodded.
When it turned to leave, it looked back at Lothar, grinned and said:
"I'm not as good as you.
In the past, it was just other people saying this, and I would sneer at it, but now I am sure that others are not talking nonsense, you are indeed better than me.
Terenas is a good king, but he cannot become a good emperor!
You have never been a king, and no one knows whether you can govern the country well, but I guess your mind and courage will make you an outstanding emperor.
The two are different after all."
"Sir, is it true that Sha energy will not leak out from the Nightmare Land?"
On Gilneas Peninsula, in the royal city, Maraad asked Dick with some worry:
"We have all seen with our own eyes the horror of evil in that nightmare land. Sha is still growing there. Once anything happens in that special plane, Silverpine Forest's life will be destroyed."
"No."
Diakum said with a firm tone:
"The growth of Sha requires life emotions as a carrier. Last night's battle has consumed a considerable amount of evil energy. With the rapid extinction of Satyr in the Nightmare Land, Sha will eventually lose its carrier.
The evil energy that has been formed will be introduced into Sea of Darkness's insect nest. Overmind can use this energy to strengthen a group of elite insects.
These are not problems, but the existence of the Nightmare Land itself is a big problem.
Xal'atath used black blood to create the node of Nightmare Land, which means that Silverpine Forest has been contaminated by the blood of the ancient gods. Even if it can be purified, this forest will become eerie and terrifying for many years to come and will no longer be habitable."
"How to purify black blood?"
Nubodon frowned and said:
"That is the condensed essence of the blood of the ancient gods. In terms of symbolic meaning alone, it is almost impossible for mortals to solve such a difficult thing."
"The human Holy Light Priests will find a way. That is their responsibility. If it doesn't work, washing it inch by inch with Holy Water is also an option."
Vigilant is not bothered by this.
He said:
"The old site of Dalaran is also nearby, and the mages should also be involved. Lothar's empire will face many challenges. Silverpine Forest's pollution is only one of them. We don't have to and shouldn't think so long-term for them.
Human beings are not babies in the cradle, they have the ability to solve problems.
Maraad, inform the Lightforgeds to assemble to Gilneas. When Lothar's Seventh Legion breaks through the encirclement and enters Tirisfal Glades, we will also participate in the attack on Lordaeron City."
"Yes."
Great Uncle responded and turned around to deliver the message.
Dick and Nubodon went to another resting place in the palace. This palace that had been washed away by nightmares still looked a little cold in the sunshine today.
However, because the "sun" Vigilant stays here, it has almost dispersed the darkness that gathered in the palace.
When he entered the resting place, he happened to see Queen Mia helping Jaina comb his hair with a gentle look on his face.
Little Witch was attacked by visions of ancient gods before, and she experienced a nightmare last night that made it difficult for her to even get up. Her brother was also in a bad condition, so Queen Mia took on the responsibility of taking care of them.
The queen was in a very good mood.
After seeing Dick, she said cheerfully:
"That "Little Prophet" told me yesterday that I will have a lovely daughter in the future. If this is true, having children in the future will be the best life I can imagine."
"You really know how to be satisfied."
Dick replied with a smile.
The queen did not answer. After experiencing all the bad things in the past, Queen Mia had really lowered her expectations for life to a very low level.
Vigilant pulled up the chair and sat in front of Derek.
Prince has woken up and is lying on the bed as if paralyzed. The wound he was stabbed by the foul blade has been purified, but the broken phantom reflected in his eyes means that his mental state is very bad.
He reluctantly saluted Vigilant, then pointed to his head and said:
"It has been whispering in my ears all night. This ancient god's "random thoughts" are a bit too outrageous, and I don't even want to hear them."
"That's how Deathwing is called crazy. Your current symptoms are exactly the same as what Deathwing suffered at the beginning. If you don't control it, you will also fall into darkness in the future. This is Old God's specialty."
Diakum said very scary things with a gentle face, which made Prince Derek show a terrible expression. He sighed and said:
"So, there is something really wrong with our Kul Tiras people's belief in the tide, right?"
"It's a big problem, but it's not something you need to consider. After all, your father is not dead yet, so it's not your turn as a prince to take the lead."
Dick stretched out his hand and placed it on Derek's forehead, and he said:
"What you have to do now is to take good care of your body and strengthen your will to resist the temptation of the ancient god, or conversely, follow its guidance and step into the shadows."
"Can't do this!"
Jaina, who was having her hair combed and made into beautiful braids, shouted:
"Brother is not a gifted person. He will be lost once he steps into the shadows."
"You underestimate your brother a little too much, Jaina."
Diakum said without looking back:
"Your brother's talent is more powerful than you think. He is also a member of Proudmoore family. He has inherited your family's yearning for the sea. Although he is indeed not as stunning and talented as you, Derek is definitely extraordinary.
He just hasn't found his talent yet.
In my opinion, this is indeed an opportunity. Don't forget, your little brother Tandred has been missing for almost half a month. Someone must go deep into the shadows to rescue the child!
If you want to break a vicious spell cast by Old God and find a missing person in Waking Dream of N'yalotha, there is no better compass in the world than blood.
You two must have a deep shadow, it's not Derek, it can only be you!"
"Then I'll do it."
The prince of Kul Tiras sighed and said:
"Although I still can't accept the reality that I have a brother who has been forgotten by everyone, if even you say that, then I really need to take that poor guy home with my own hands.
What should I do?
Follow the guidance of those whispers?"
"No, that will only make you a believer of N'Zoth. You have to learn to distinguish which ones are the whispers of N'Zoth and which ones are the summons from Sea of Darkness. There are subtle differences between the two."
Dick took out a copy of Light and Shadow Canon and put it in Derek's hand. He said:
"Read Scroll of Shadow carefully, in which I elaborate on the composition of shadows. Before entering the night, you need to ignite your light so that you will not be lost in the night.
You can discuss these teachings with Master Thomas Zelling. The source of Tidesages's power lies in Sea of Darkness. Although Master Zelin considers himself a pious sea sage, in my opinion, he is more like a determined "Void Seeker".
He has entered the realm of Sea of Darkness, he just doesn't know it yet."
Vigilant released Spirit Guidance, letting Derek relax his tense nerves, he said:
"The Void itself is not evil, and the Shadow is just a scapegoat for careerists and Corruptor. They decided to become villains and abused the power of the Void, rather than embracing the Void and turning them into villains.
The essence of the Force is pure.
You have to recognize this pure desire to move forward safely in the shadows.
You will become an outstanding Shadow Hunters.
Finding your brother from N'Zoth's Waking Dream is your entry trial. Don't worry, my Shadow Walkers will assist you.
Come with me."
He called Derek in the spiritual world and said:
"Get acquainted with them first, then I will take you through this dark night and arrive at the shelter of the Shadewalkers."
Derek did not resist and allowed his spirit to be pulled into a deep road.
His soul seemed to have left his body. Under Jaina's worried gaze, his brother's eyes became hollow, as if only a body was left here.
She has studied with a dual realm walker, and she knows that the void realm is a very dangerous concept, and people like her brother who have almost never studied the mysteries of energy and magic in depth can easily get lost in it.
Diakum the Saint is hiding some dangerous facts.
It is indeed the bad guys who decide to become bad guys, but what cannot be ignored is that the six forces have their own will, and the power will subtly change the thinking and appearance of the force walkers.
But she can't stop her brother's decision, because what Diakum the Saint said is right and true. One of her and her brother must make a sacrifice and step into the shadows in order to find Tandred, who has been forgotten by everyone.
Vigilant may be able to do it for you, but I don't owe Proudmoore family anything, so why should I let you take the risk?
The fact that he can return to his hometown from the stars is already an extra help from Vigilant. Saint has not asked for any compensation from himself and his family and has been helping them.
Proudmoore family cannot keep asking Vigilant to take risks for them just because he is strong.
You can't be so selfish and greedy.
But Derek's side is actually not as scary and bad as his sister thought. On the contrary, he also thinks this "dark road" is quite interesting.
Because we were heading to Shadewalker's shelter in the dark, Derek "witnessed" all the experiences and stories of Shadewalker from birth to growth.
Silithus's battle in the yellow sand, Mount Hyjal's insect swarm hunting, Pandaria's bloody conquest, and Shadow Chasing Swarm's expansion and preparation for war in Sea of Darkness.
Derek even sank his spirit into the insect nest and followed Vigilant to visit the boundless army that could bulldoze the world.
Until the end of the road, they seemed to have entered a bleak place, and the words they talked with became clearer.
"Fandral Staghelm, you and Wind-Reaver Tyrant will lead the insect swarm deep into Ahn'kahet to prevent Lich King's undead from chasing Nerubian priests. The priests who have returned to the insect swarm pointed out to us the core of their insect nest.
We must occupy it!
The remaining Shadow Hunters come with me, Azjol-Nerub's city gate has fallen, and the sturdy insect swarm blocked the powerful Crypt King Anub'arak in its spider silk palace.
Today we will let this Crypt King of Northrend return to the embrace of Shadewalker."
"As you command!"
The sounds echoed one after another, much like the preparations for a war entering the decisive battle, and when Anveena was preparing to start the final hunt, she felt the will of Vigilant coming.
The ferocious bugs who were ready to go also lost their ferocity at this moment and lay on the ground submissively, welcoming the arrival of Light Weaver.
"Why are you here?"
Under the frozen soil in the far north, Sunwell female ghost Anveena said in surprise to the golden light suspended in front of her eyes:
"It's just a Azjol-Nerub. I can handle it completely. You don't need to "conquer it yourself". And I swear that I didn't mess around this time and acted in accordance with the suggestions of my military staff throughout the whole process.
Hey, who is this "little guy" next to you? Is he the newcomer of Shadewalker?"
Anveena circled around the ball of will. Under Prince Derek's trembling gaze, Queen of Blades Trainee curled his lips and said:
"The quality of this batch of newcomers is so poor!"