"Why does an angel suddenly appear now? You said she flew directly down from the sky?"
Emperor Lothar, who was awakened from his nap, was arranging his armor while rushing towards Stromgarde's newly restored palace tower. White Pawn was in front. Hearing Lothar's inquiry, the young man immediately replied:
"Yes! I was talking to Jialiya, um, I was standing guard at the time!
I witnessed an angel falling from the clouds. She said she was a messenger from High Heaven, sending the message "Restoration War will rise" to Eredar's allies in Azeroth. She also said we don't have to worry.
For us, the symbolic significance of this war is greater than the actual significance of participating in the war."
"What does this mean?"
Lothar frowned, but when he stepped into the elevator of the tower, he suddenly reacted. The emperor looked at White Pawn with strange eyes and said:
"Also, why are you, an honorary guard captain, standing guard? The hall is at a high place, do you need to stand guard? You are still with Jialiya, hiss. You must be there."
"No! It's just a date, don't think too much about it."
Varian explained with a blushing face:
"She is a Priest. She must abide by the Holy Light commandments. The most she can do is hold hands. She can't do anything else."
"Oh, so you want to do something else?"
Lothar stretched out his knife, struck Varian on the forehead with an expressionless expression, and scolded:
"Don't forget that you are not yet an adult. Please hone your martial arts skills for me. When you have free time, go to Court Advisor to catch up on your cultural classes. If Arcane Academy's School of Government Affairs fails to pass the admissions exam at the end of the year, let's see how your father beats you!
He is going to be the emperor in the future, why is he so unreasonable?
How about learning from Arthas?
I heard that he got third place in Divinity School last month."
"Divinity School There are only a few people in total. It would be difficult for him to count down the exam."
White Pawn sighed and wanted to continue complaining, but the elevator opened quickly, so he immediately buckled on his eagle helmet and glanced at the golden angel suspended at the edge of the tower hall with some guilt.
Jialiya At this time, he was half-kneeling beside the angel, praying in a standard posture.
Seeing Emperor Lothar striding forward, holding a white gold Heavenly Battle Spear dotted with red ribbons, the angel who was looking at the vibrant Stromgarde afternoon scenery from a high place turned back, she smiled at Lothar and said softly:
"Your Majesty the Emperor, we meet again."
"Well, I recognize you!"
Lothar carefully observed the appearance of the angel in front of him under his helmet. He said with a hint of joy of reunion:
"You were the commander of Light Weaver Warband and died in the battle of Silithus guarding the battlefield of World Temple. We fought side by side. It is really happy to see you promoted to High Heaven and become an angel.
A warrior like you deserves such a blessing."
"The same goes for you, there must be a place for you in High Heaven."
The messenger angel accepted the compliment with restraint, then waved his war spear and said sternly to Emperor Lothar:
"The Lord of Dawn and Dawn has sent down an oracle. In the early hours of tomorrow, Restoration War of Eredar will begin. As a formal ally of the Eredar Restoration Army, I inform you in the name of High Heaven Master that please prepare your team before dawn tomorrow and prepare to step into Argus to fight demons.
But there is no need to mobilize troops!
Lord of Dawn clearly emphasizes that this is an epic battle for the Eredar civilization. The Eredar Star Sea Clan currently assembled are enough to expel the demons on Argus Land. Therefore, as allies who do not undertake important combat tasks, you only need to send a symbolic team to participate in the battle.
Azeroth has just experienced a war with heavy losses. Countries should recuperate instead of going into war."
Lothar has been fighting for most of his life, and he will understand when he hears this reminder.
Diakum confirmed that this battle must be won, so he did not intend to let more innocent people bear the threat of war, which also made the emperor feel relieved.
Given the current situation of the empire, if he really had to send out an army of ten thousand people to go on an expedition, the objective conditions would indeed not allow it.
"Then, I will lead my own guard there. Five hundred people, okay?"
Lothar asked, and the angel nodded and said:
"This scale is very suitable. After arriving at Argus tomorrow, there will be a dedicated Eredar commander who will issue the necessary instructions to you. It is a strange place for you, so do not go to an unfamiliar battlefield at will."
"Okay, then I'll wait!"
The emperor, who was about to laugh, suddenly froze.
He looked at the messenger angel in front of him with strange eyes and whispered:
"The army will gather early tomorrow morning, but can they arrive tomorrow?
Isn't this right?
Although I have not participated in this kind of interstellar war, I have discussed Army of the Light's war history with Twins Archbishop. The early march of an interstellar war is measured in "months".
Argus is on the other side of the star sea.
Even if Vigilant personally came forward to transport troops using that miraculous large-scale phase teleportation, he wouldn't be able to reach the battlefield on the same day, right?
Is the information wrong?
With all due respect, if there is an information error in a war of this level, big problems will arise."
Faced with the emperor's question, the messenger angel shook his head and said:
"I also asked Ms. Kyrestia, but the information is correct. This is the oracle of Lord of Dawn, and there can be no time errors.
In fact, I am also wondering about this question, but I believe that Vigilant must have a wonderful way to make the war proceed according to his plan.
Strom'kar Empire Just follow the oracle's instructions."
After speaking, the angel flapped her wings to return to High Heaven, but before leaving, she glanced at White Pawn and Jialiya with a strange look in her eyes, hesitated for a moment, and said:
"You are still young. And Jialiya is a Priest who is favored by Lord of Dawn. Therefore, I personally hope that you can do it after you are officially married. Well, forget it, this doesn't seem to be my place to comment.
Everyone, please forget what I just said.
We'll meet again on the battlefield tomorrow."
After saying that, the angel turned into a golden stream of light and disappeared from the sky on the high tower platform with a whoosh, leaving only Varian, who was gnashing his teeth, breaking the defense in place.
You know you shouldn't say anything, so just shut up!
Why do you still say half of what you said?
Isn't this intentional to cause trouble for me?
Okay, this is how your High Heaven Master teaches angels, right? It's not a big deal to have fun, right?
Varian's defence-breaking continued until the emperor stared at him with a deadly look. White Pawn lowered his head with a guilty conscience, and then heard Lothar scolding:
"Why don't you hurry up and mobilize the guards? Didn't you hear? I will take five hundred people with me to the Argus battlefield at dawn tomorrow. If you miss it, see if I don't break your legs!"
"Oh, I'll go right away."
Varian turned around and rushed out with a whoosh.
Lothar shook his head. He didn't think this was a big deal. After all, he grew up in the palace and had seen a lot of bad things. Varian was already a very good child.
But it's time to put White Pawn's court etiquette class on the agenda, after all, he will be the emperor in the future.
"Jialiya, are you and your brother going to Argus tomorrow?"
The emperor asked, and Jialiya, with a blushing face, nodded and said:
"Yes, Your Majesty, because Arcane Academy is the current residence of the Arcane Scholar Clan, the entire academy will follow Ms. Vilara to the hometown of Eredar. We will go to a place called "Mac'Aree", where we will assist the Titan Souls in placing the disassembled Everything Unification Field into the Argus star."
She thought for a while and said:
"You don't have to worry. Dean Veilara said that the difficulty of this battle is not to clean up Argus's demons. The real difficulty of this battle is to stop Dark Titan, but that is an important task that belongs to Lord of Dawn.
Even if we mortals want to help, we are unable to participate. We can only offer our sincere prayers and hope that Holy Light will show mercy."
"I'm not worried about that."
Lothar sighed and said:
"Diakum is already the God of Light. If he can't resist Dark Titan, then who can we rely on in the sea of stars? Although after experiencing so many things, I no longer believe in fate, but perhaps, tomorrow may be a "fateful day" in a certain sense.
The result of tomorrow's battle will directly determine the direction of this sea of stars.
That is not only the future of Argus, but also the future of us and Draenor, Jialiya. People in this world have tried their best to survive.
We won an arduous war that is destined to be remembered for ten thousand years.
We have killed many times as many demons as we have, and have struggled to preserve our world that has been in ruins. However, even so, we still cannot guarantee that we will survive tomorrow.
This sea of stars is so cruel.
Diakum wants to change it, and although he has never mentioned it in front of others, I believe he will be eager and willing to do so.
He didn't do this for himself, he did it for us!
But you're right.
At this moment, we can do nothing but pray."
Hearing that the emperor was so pessimistic, Jialiya hesitated. She touched the copy of Light and Shadow Canon hanging around her waist and said softly:
"With all due respect, we can still have hope!"
"Huh?"
Lothar looked at Jialiya, who said very seriously:
"Archbishop Aurelesis said when explaining theology to us that "hope" is one of the symbols of Lord of Dawn. The gathering of hope for all things can provide more power to Diakum the Saint.
Therefore, as long as all sentient beings in the sea of stars have hope, and as long as the hope in People of Light's heart is not defeated by fear, Lord of Dawn will never fail!"
The emperor fell silent.
He suddenly remembered the prayer in front of the sun when Diakum lit up the sun at Solar War. At that time, the "light" of People of Light gathered together and created an unprecedented miracle in front of everyone's eyes.
All sentient beings use the light in their hearts to ignite the sun that set in the dark night in ancient times!
Maybe Jialiya is right.
As long as the sentient beings protected by Diakum have hope and as long as they have light in their hearts, Diakum, who upholds morality and justice, will not lose.
It is not only Diakum who is fighting Dark Titan, but also People of Light and the beings in the star sea who place their hope and future on Vigilant. Sargeras is not only fighting Vigilant!
The strongest God of Destruction in the world has to fight against the desire of the entire world for the future and tomorrow.
Can He win?
Can He still use his own power to drag the entire star sea into the destruction of His arrogant fantasy?
"I am a man of several decades, but my willpower is still inferior to that of little Priest who just hid here with my nephew for an affair."
Lothar joked:
"Perhaps, when Varian becomes the emperor, you can also take over the mantle of Archbishop Faol and become the leader of faith in this land."
"But then I can't live a secular life. You know, Northern Borderlands still has people calling me "the black dragon's slut". I've had enough of being judged by others."
Jialiya blinked and said slyly:
"So, that prominent position should be left to my brother. He is more suitable than me, in every aspect."
"Tomorrow! The war will start tomorrow?"
Five Little Strongs, who had just returned to Shattrath City from Auchindoun Sanctuary, had not even recovered from the sadness of Great Prophet's passing when an explosive news reached them.
Yrel, with red eyes, exclaimed:
"Isn't this too fast? Restoration Army are you ready?"
"Well, the last batch of the Star Sea Clan arrived at Azeroth Starfield's star port last night. Although some Warrior do need to rest after a long journey, the news coming directly from High Heaven indicates that some kind of change may have occurred in Argus."
General Jayde, who came to inform them, held the handle of the knife at his waist and said in a deep voice:
"The specific situation is not yet clear, but this news comes directly from Diakum. I believe that he will not treat such a big event as Restoration War as a piece of cake. Therefore, tomorrow will definitely be the most perfect start of the war that Vigilant has ever seen.
Although it was indeed a bit anxious, fortunately Draenor and Restoration Army were completely prepared.
The most important thing is"
Jaide glanced in the direction of Auchindoun. He noticed the black filial piety belt on Eredath's arm. He sighed and said:
"If Great Prophet has completed this final sacrifice, it means that our people do not have to use their own flesh and blood to fight against the demons of Argus. The dead who were buried in the past will become the pioneers of the Restoration Army!
This will give us ample time to complete the subsequent deployment of troops.
The five of you should go to Azeroth immediately, gather Eredar there, and be responsible for coordinating our allies in Azeroth.
At dawn tomorrow, there will naturally be angels from High Heaven guiding you to the battlefield."
"Yes!"
The five people saluted in unison.
Jaide will be very busy now. He also has to coordinate the operations of the Lightforged Fleet and Restoration Army fleets in tomorrow's battlefield. Other Grand Executor and leaders have also taken action. It seems that in that instant, the entire Shattrath City has entered a state of combat readiness again.
Yrel saw that the weapons shops on the street were overcrowded, and Eredar civilians were rushing to buy weapons and protective gear. The clerks hired by Dena were already overwhelmed, and even some Orcs merchants took the opportunity to start selling clan-style weapons.
They are not actually allowed to participate in Argus's Restoration War, but it is obvious that these civilians are very interested in it, especially those Ancient Eredar who have experienced Second Co-Governance Era.
They may even dream of returning to their hometown where they have been away for more than 20,000 years.
There are also Two-Headed Wyvern from Nagrand in the sky carrying Warlord from Orcs to land here. They have obviously also received the news that the war is about to begin.
"Are we going home?"
Lelan is holding the hand of Eredath. This great traveler who has been traveling in the sea of stars for 20,000 years is still a little confused at this moment, as if he feels something unreal.
She looked at her silent brother and said softly:
"Brother, do you still remember our home in Oronaar City?"
"Well, in every dream about my hometown."
Maraad said softly:
"I still remember that there was a garden at home. When I was practicing swordsmanship when I was a child, I would always use those flowers as imaginary enemies, and I would be severely scolded by my mother every time. But my father would always encourage me privately. He said that when I grow up, I will definitely become the most outstanding Garrison Commander among Eredar.
Just like Commander Kil'jaeden.
There is also our great-uncle there, do you remember him?"
"Hmm."
Lelan nodded vigorously and said:
"General Elodus! My father never allowed us to call us uncle or grandpa outside. He said that we cannot rely on the glory of the family for our own personal gain.
Although my uncle is already the general of the capital's garrison, my father is still willing to be the deputy captain in the Arcane Academy.
The captain at that time was Diakum Uncle. My father even complained to my mother, saying that Diakum Uncle was an incompetent person who got promoted by hugging Archimonde Dean's thighs and a wild boy from the country who came from Krokuun.
Facts have proved that my father was wrong and he "blasphemed" a god."
"Hahaha"
The brother and sister immediately laughed. Maraad patted his sister on the shoulder and said:
"Look, our hometown has always been in our hearts. We have never forgotten it. For wanderers, all the One has to do now is to go home, that's all. We will return to Oronaar City, sister, and we will definitely find the place where we grew up."
"It's been so long and you haven't told me that your family is still a high-ranking official in Argus?"
Yrel poked Maraad with his finger and said dissatisfied:
"So, are you considered a queen of the great nobility?"
"Well, we Eredar don't have that argument."
Great Uncle explained:
"But if you insist on being entangled, then I can tell you that my family and Lelan have a great background. Let's go and tell you slowly on the way back to Azeroth. That was more than 20,000 years ago. You have never been to Argus. I just want to describe to you what Argus is like."
"Then don't say it now."
Yrel shook his head and said:
"Basically everyone in Azeroth has never been to Argus. You can tell us when you go back for mobilization, so as to boost everyone's morale. Although I was born in Draenor, every time I hear the three words "Argus", I feel a strange feeling in my heart.
That's my hometown.
Even if we have never seen it, it is still our hometown.
I think this bond is enough to encourage all Eredar, no one can stop us from going home!
Even if Sargeras is standing in front of me."
"Aren't you afraid of Dark Titan?"
Lelan held Yrel's arm and asked, and said loudly with very strong little hooves:
"Of course I'm not afraid!"
"Then what if Vigilant doesn't come down to earth to help you?"
"Well, you still need to give some strategic warning. That's Sargeras. It's not shameful to give in. But instead of worrying about Sargeras striking me with a sword, what happened is that Vigilant witnessed People of Light suffering but didn't show up to protect him. Isn't it more serious in nature?
That must mean the end of the world is coming."
"Yeah, that's true."