(Additional update for "Southern Blazing Wind" brother [3/5])
Archbishop Nali and his trusted adjutant Yura rushed to Auchindoun Sanctuary, and then they saw a large piece of blood-stained magic wolf leather being loaded into a truck and prepared to be sent to Shattrath City as "strategic armaments".
The cleanup on the battlefield was not over yet, allowing the two elite rangers to notice the fierceness and rapidity of the previous battle through the mess.
"I heard that Diakum the Saint defeated "Annihilator" and "Lycantos" head-on. Your lover is so fierce, sir, in every way."
Wearing ruby goggles, Yura swung his tail and whispered to Neri:
"He is obviously just a legend, but beating up a demigod is just like playing for fun. What's more important is that if someone else did such a thing, it would definitely be amazing. However, when the protagonist of the story is Diakum the Saint, this thing seems to become commonplace all of a sudden."
"Maybe it's because his previous record was too exaggerated."
Neri glanced at the Red Throat's Fang hunting halberd in his hand and said:
"At least seven Greater Demon died in his hands, Doom Lord Kazzak even died twice, and Annihilator was the first demon leader who was targeted by him but managed to escape."
"Oh, it's understandable. After waking up after sleeping for more than 25,000 years, I purified a Dark Naaru. It's normal for this old man to be out of shape and let Greater Demon run away. Plus, you, the old goblin, are constantly giving people a "weak" state. It's already amazing that he can still be so strong."
Yura chuckled and said a joke between best friends, but was given a hard look by Archbishop Nali.
This unscrupulous talker really needs to be given a chance to teach him a lesson!
Of course, now was not the time. They came here with business in mind. Dick sent her a message saying that he had found an "ace hunter" as "foreign aid" for Assassin Court. He also said that the other party's joining would allow Assassin Court to complete the search for all traitors in the entire Draenei class within a month.
To be honest, Neri doesn't really believe it.
Although there are only a small number of Draenei, there are 200,000 clan members here. They are distributed in two areas: Talador and Shadowmoon Valley. Each class has its own rules. Let alone searching for traitors in a month, being able to search Karabor Temple would be considered as Assassin Court, who is just setting up a front now, has performed well.
But considering that Diakum would not joke about such a serious matter, Neri is really curious about who the "foreign aid" he values so much is.
She whistled and used the hunter's secret method to summon her own war beast Gola.
The ferocious soul Dire Wolf walked out of the spread of natural energy with a well-fed and somewhat lazy pace. As soon as he came over, he saw the corpses of Ghost Wolf that were sixty percent similar to it scattered all over the battlefield.
This shocked Gola so much that even the translucent mane on his neck exploded, and Archbishop Nali had to quickly comfort him.
Baby, you are a naturally born, powerful and pure Ghost Wolf baby. You are different from these corrupted evil spirits infused with Fel. There is no need to be afraid!
"Ouch"
After soothing Gola, the powerful and mighty ghost Dire Wolf sniffed his nose left and right, and seemed to smell some strange smell.
It let out a low growl to convey the message to its master, causing Neri to raise his eyebrows in surprise.
"Gola told me that she smelled an active sulfur smell near Holy Land. It was very weak, but it was real. Maybe there are demons in Holy Land that have not been expelled. Come with me!"
Neri told this news to Yura, who immediately took Sapphire Hunting Rifle from behind and said warily:
"No way? Is there really a devil who dares to hang out in front of Diakum the Saint? Even those Greater Demon dare not do that!"
"I don't know, but there must be a monster when things go wrong."
Neri sets off his ghost Dire Wolf and asks Yura to choose a sniper position from a distance.
She cautiously approached the "danger zone" Gola called, and then saw several recruits under Diakum and the Archbishop Maladaar shackling several angry Auchenai priests under the command of a hooded guy.
To be honest, this scene looks a bit strange.
After all, those struggling priests looked normal, at least to Neri, there was no problem at all. Maladaar's behavior at this time did not look like what the archbishop did, but more like "abuse of lynching."
On the contrary, the hooded man who directed them looked full of flaws.
The closer he got, the more Neri could feel the dangerous aura on this guy.
Hunters always have a wonderful sense of danger, and the ghost Dire Wolf under her crotch has already made preparations to pounce on the spot.
"Who are you?"
Neri quietly held Red Throat's Fang behind her and said:
"Lift the hood, stranger!"
Arantien, who was "working", heard the warning sound behind her, but without Mind Vision, she could not understand the Draenei language at all.
Just as Yrel complained about the elves' Thalassian being complicated, Arantien, an elf, also felt that Draenei's language was a bit too "exaggerated", Thalassian Seven or eight adverbs in one sentence are not enough to read in front of a single-byte but multi-interpretation symbolic text like Eredar! Ancient Eredar has a total of thirteen tenses and four different writing methods, which are used in different situations.
Even Eredar itself is a "casting language".
It means that you only need to write special handles according to the rules of the magic spell, and these Eredar runes will automatically possess a certain amount of magic power after being written down.
It can only be said that Primordial Sorcerer Augure, who created Eredar, is indeed a talent in the field of spell casting.
Arantien couldn't learn Draenei's words in a short time, but that didn't stop her from hearing the threat from the voice behind her.
She is also an outstanding hunter.
The most important thing is that when Arantien turned around, she saw Red Throat's Fang in Neri's hand.
As a Warrior who has hunted demons for more than 10,000 years, she could tell at a glance that the sharp edges polished on the front and rear ends of this Hunting Battle Halberd definitely came from a demigod beast Greater Demon, just like the Battle Staff named "Kazzak's Grudge" in Vigilant's hand.
There are so many foreign gadgets in the hands of these Draenei!
At this moment, even Demon Hunter, who is well-informed and has personally experienced the most prosperous era of the Elven Empire, couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
She recognized the ferocity of Neri, because even if the host of this weapon from a demigod demon is dead, its residual ferocity will never allow her to fall into the hands of the weak. Being able to perfectly control such a vicious thing has proved that even without this weapon, the cold-blooded Eredar woman in front of her can still put herself in danger.
Her outstanding hunter's instinct was also able to detect that she was being targeted by another deadly hunter from a long distance.
The crisis warning from her inner demon was like a thunder sting, causing pain on her forehead.
"Partner, I am"
Arantien raised her hands to indicate that she was not a threat, and said the phrase she had just learned from Diakum. This movement was enough, and she did not need to say more, because the recruits and Maladaar noticed the situation here.
"Neri, don't do anything! Master Arantien is our ally."
Maladaar hurriedly stepped forward to explain a few words.
With a hint of fear and gratitude, he whispered to Neri:
"Just a few hours before your arrival, relying on Master Arantien's amazing Spectral Sight, we have followed the traces of Fel and captured fourteen devil worshipers. They were hiding among the priest apprentices who had just entered Holy Land a few months ago. My adjutant Turalyon conducted a preliminary interrogation of them.
I now know that these devil worshipers are basically recommended by Sargerei. They entered the ranks of substitute priests through the connections of businessman Dena. You need to control Dena immediately after returning to Karabor Temple.
Although the child who is ambitious and wants to become a business tycoon is most likely innocent, her chamber of commerce has obviously become a part of Sargerei to hide herself. It is a place where filth and evil are hidden and must be screened!
Normally, it would take us a long time to dig into such a deep problem, but now it only takes a few hours, and this piece of Holy Land becomes pure.
Thanks Holy Light!
Thank Him for sending us a reliable ally from Alien during this dangerous time!"
"Is it really that powerful?"
Neri raised her eyebrows. She looked up and down at the hooded woman in front of her. She reached out and made a gesture to stop Yura in the distance. After Maladaar connected Mind Vision to Neri, she asked:
"Can you see the traces of Fel with the naked eye?"
"I'm blind."
Arantien answered with Demon Hunter's unique "humor".
Neri can't fix this.
However, after seeing the eye "decoration" exposed by the other person's hood, she realized that the other person was just telling the truth and not acting weirdly when he was angry.
"Master Arantien like Demon Hunter took the initiative to sacrifice his own eyes in order to better hunt monsters."
Lelan, who had an opinion on Arantien just now, now turned into a "fan girl" and took the initiative to explain to Archbishop Nali:
"Although the inner demons in their bodies are unruly, they can be keenly aware of the demonic scum hidden around us. Even a weak warning is enough for Master Arantien to locate the opponent's traces and then Thunder attack them."
"Holy Light, your Majesty, such an amazing sacrifice deserves the admiration of all of us!"
Neri said seriously after listening:
"I apologize to you for what I just said Recklessness, madam, the sacrifice you made in hunting down demons deserves the respect of all of us."
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This apology made Arantien silent. After a few seconds, she said in a strange tone:
"You Draenei. are weird."
"Oh? Why do you say that?"
Neri asked curiously, but Demon Hunter was not interested in talking too much about this matter. She said hoarsely:
"Continue working. There are not many Fel left here. It only takes more than an hour to complete the inspection. Next, I will obey Vigilant's suggestion and follow you to the city called "Karabor".
I heard that there are many bastards out there who sold their souls to the devil. For some "personal reasons", I would be happy to help you find them.
I'll even pay to be the executioner, if you want."
After saying that, Arantien made a farewell elf etiquette and turned to leave. Maladaar waved his hand to Neri and followed him. He must ensure that Holy Land will no longer be defiled before tomorrow morning.
Neri watched Arantien leave. She was very curious about this huntress who had a "story" at first glance.
Just like Arantien affirmed the danger of Neri when they first met, Neri also has the same sense of a hunter. She knows that this low-key Demon Hunter has been "disguising" and that her true power hidden under the skin is many times more dangerous than it appears on the surface.
"You came quite quickly."
Just when Neri was deep in thought, a familiar voice sounded.
The archbishop turned around and saw Dick wearing Priest robes walking over and patting Gola on the head again.
Dire Wolf, the soul that was so proud before, will now behave like a puppy, not daring to move its head for fear of upsetting Vigilant, turning it into one of those stinky Ghost Wolf being skinned on the battlefield.
"Have you already met Arantien? That's great. How do you feel about your "new subordinate"?"
Diakum stretched out his hand to help Neri tidy up his hair, and asked with a smile:
"Do you think you can cooperate well with her? These Demon Hunter are actually very withdrawn, not good at talking and even act a little rough and savage, but when it comes to fighting against the devil, you can completely trust their determination."
"I feel it."
Neri nodded and said:
"This Ms. Arantien is trying hard to hide herself in the shadows. She just said that we are "weird". To be honest, I don't quite understand what she means. Is she talking about our appearance? She seems to be a blind person?"
"Our appearance is indeed too similar to the Eredar demon. In the eyes of those ignorant people, this means that we are as dangerous as the demon, but I am sure that the "strange" Arantien said is our attitude towards her."
Dick smiled and made a gesture of "please". He was a gentleman and invited Archbishop Nali, who had an improper relationship with him, to sit in Holy Land.
As he walked, he casually gave Holy Light blessings to the Warrior people nearby, and explained to the Neri next to him in gratitude:
"Illidari is not a "good guy" in the traditional sense. In the enlightenment of Holy Light to me, I have seen some deeds of "Illidan". He and his students are very extreme. There are demons living in their bodies, and the way they treat their enemies is almost the same as the demons.
You have to know that in their hometown, even their tribesmen call them "Betrayer"!
Even though they protected their civilization from the tragic War of the Ancients, the pain left by the demons was hard to let go. Illidari used the power of demons to fight again, and once they lost control, they would pose a greater threat than ordinary demons.
In order to guard against them, the elves of Azeroth even sent out the most elite Night Watchers of Moon Goddess Temple as "jailers" to monitor Illidari.
I talked to Arantien before, and she told me about Illidari's ten thousand-year hunt Origin.
If not for the late War of the Ancients, their "King of the Forest" Cenarius was seduced and corrupted by Sarkir in order to protect the elves during the collapse of Well of Eternity, resulting in Cenarius's student Archdruid Malfurion Stormrage and his brother Illidan Stormrage have reached a rare agreement. These Darkwalkers have no chance to get the opportunity to hunt freely as they do now.
But even so, once Demon Hunter of Illidari returns to Azeroth, those Watchers who are like ghosts will still stick to it as soon as possible.
Everyone is wary of them, just like they are wary of demons disguised as humans.
This has made them accustomed to being treated coldly or even being expelled and insulted. These Warriors who have invested all their existence in the cause of hunting demons may not care about this, but this does not mean that they do not have their own ideas in their hearts.
Who likes to be hated?
Especially when she knew that what she was doing was the right thing."
"I understand. No wonder her expression looks so strange when I praise her."
Archbishop Nali shook her little tail and said:
"But this is normal. Only races like Draenei, which have been dealing with demons for twenty-five thousand years, know how hard they have sacrificed, just like we chose to convert to Holy Light to gain strength after losing our hometown.
Demon Hunters just took another more extreme path, but this cannot change the fact that they are all victims worthy of respect.
However, Dick, I want to know why you value Master Arantien so much?"
Neri looked at Dick and she whispered:
"Even if she can indeed help Assassin Court and help us purify the internal corrosion, there is no need for you to ask me to rush over immediately. Your serious and "anxious" attitude made me realize that there is something about this Demon Hunter that interests you."
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"Of course."
Dick did not hide his thoughts in front of Neri.
He touched Argus Heart on his finger and said to Neri in a whisper:
"The "saving strategy" we want to save Argus is most likely hidden in the hometown of Arantien, in the mysterious world called "Azeroth". And now, Arantien is the One way we can establish contact with Azeroth.
If we must embark on the road back home in the future and have a life-and-death battle with the demon army entrenched by Argus, then we will never find an ally like Illidari in the star sea who has the courage to fight the demons openly."
"!!!"
The archbishop's tail swung violently when it touched, which represented the surprise in her heart. She looked at Dick and said:
"So, Azeroth is also hiding"
Dick nodded and warned:
"Arantien said that she can contact Illidari's star-hunting starship "Vengeance", but it will take time, and she really wants to meet old Velen. You can arrange it for her. I believe that old Velen can definitely establish a good personal relationship with Arantien.
By the way, tell the prophet my judgment, but don't tell anyone else.
Don't approach Arantien or Neri with purpose. You can become friends or hunting partners with her and let her see Draenei's determination in fighting the devil. If we really need to go to Azeroth as soon as possible, maybe Illidari's starship can also be a backup option.
At least there must be a star map to Azeroth World on their spaceship.
That star map is equally important to Army of the Light."
"I know how to deal with people, Dick, you don't have to be so nagging."
Neri rolled her eyes and said:
"And you are not a hunter. It is difficult for you to understand the precautions and vigilance of top hunters like us towards others. When I cooperate with her, you also need to make some preparations. I mean, since you want to ask others for help, you must at least have a gift, right?"
I just noticed that Arantien is very interested in my halberd.
She also has various decorations made from the remains of demons. For hunters, weapons that can better assist in hunting are gifts that she cannot refuse. I noticed that the pair of special-shaped weapons behind her have been used for a long time and are quite worn.
It's like a lion's claws are no longer sharp, which is not good."
"I understand."
Dick nodded and said softly to Neri:
"I will continue my journey to Nagrand in the early morning tomorrow to complete my work, and I will leave it to you."
"Don't worry, Diakum."
Neri held Dick's hand and said:
"You can go about your important work with peace of mind. I will help you protect everything about us. You entered "sanctification" again before, right? Is the emotional loss this time serious?"
"It's okay, especially when I see you, those disappointments are nothing."
Communication between hunters often starts by comparing their catches, which is the first step in establishing friendship. Just like when fishermen get together, they will automatically refresh a "conspicuous bag". Under the leadership of that guy, everyone will show off their "big stuff" to each other.
Vanity is a common problem of all intelligent life.
Especially when two masters who are both at the top of their game in the same field meet, no matter what their personalities are, the process of comparing one another is always indispensable. No one wants to admit that they are worse than others, especially in the work they are good at.
Who is not proud anymore?
Even if you are a salted fish, you have to be the saltiest one!
"So, is this the hunting tattoo you gave yourself after you killed 3,000 demons? It's so beautiful! Especially the moment it was given a glorious meaning, it was like a dazzling work of art."
Behind the spirit dragon flying towards Karabor Temple, Neri admired the blood-red skull on Arantien's shoulder adorned with Black Lotus's tattoo, and she praised:
"What a wonderful custom!
I'm not afraid of your jokes. When I first saw your tattoo, I thought it was a magic tattoo to help you control the flow of Fel. We Draenei have similar spell-casting skills and strengthening traditions."
"Only part of it is the hunter's battle pattern, and the rest is more of a commemoration of what we have lost."
Arantien replied in a cold tone, her words were calm, but the "broken feeling" filled her whole body, making her soul, which was broken and then healed, look even more lonely.
"What about this one?"
Yura on the other side was asking questions like a curious baby. She is obviously over 20,000 years old but not stable at all. She pointed at the tattoo on Arantien's collarbone and said:
"Does this wing-shaped one refer to a certain demon prey with wings?"
"This is the mark that represents "lover" in elf culture."
"Well, it seems you have a life story worth hearing. What about this one?"
"This one represents "fiery revenge."
"Awesome! What about this one? This tattoo looks awesome on your whole arm. I think it must be some kind of hunting oath, right? I want to get one tattooed for myself someday!"
"Well, this tattoo means "To my dear mom and dad."
". Are you Demon Hunter sick? Should such a tender thing be sandwiched between two cold oaths of hunting?"
"It's normal, because both of them are the source of strength that allowed me to persevere in the darkness until the end."
"Okay, Yura, go play by yourself."
Neri covered her eyes and drove away her funny subordinate. She looked at Arantien, and Master Demon Hunter was also "staring" at her. The "trophy showing off" session of a master hunter has ended.
Now it's time for Neri to show off her results.
"I don't have as much sense of ritual as you."
Neri smiled and threw his Hunting Battle Halberd to Arantien. The latter took it in his hand and stroked the handle of the halberd, and soon noticed some runes engraved on it.
"The first one represents the 99th demon I killed after I got it. That's between me and Diakum. Well, forget it, I don't need to tell you this. We haven't matured to that point yet."
"But there are five runes on it!"
Arantien said curiously:
"Does each one represent 99 demons? Well, considering that you have been exiled in the star sea for 25,000 years, this result is not bad."
"No, as the ranger archbishop of Draenei, I am probably one of the people in my tribe who has dealt with demons most frequently in exile. The second rune represents my 999th demon hunt.
The third one is 9999.
The fourth one is 19,999, and the fifth one was engraved just a few days ago."
Neri shrugged and said:
"Draenor couldn't find that many demons for me to hunt, so I included those Warlock who were hopeless. Of course, my hunts also included low-level demons like Cerberus, and the results were incomparable to those of your thousands of elite demons.
But you have only been hunting for ten thousand years, Arantien.
You are still very young, so don't be discouraged. You still have a chance to catch up with my number of results in the future. If you work hard and are lucky enough, you can even compete with Diakum the Saint in terms of quality."
"Ouch?"
Arantien, who was holding the halberd like she was holding a hot mountain, raised her head in surprise and said curiously:
"Indeed, when we first met, I heard Vigilant Saint calling himself "Light Butcher". He dared to give himself such a nickname. I think he must have achieved many results."
"No, kid, that nickname was given to him by the devil. Dick always thought that all the nicknames he gave himself were just to brag. His thoughts are really weird sometimes."
Neri explained:
"In the last Thirty-Day Battle of the Argus world, he personally killed at least seven-headed demigod Greater Demon, and the legendary demons who died in his hands were even more difficult to count. In the last period of time, the morale of those demons would collapse when they saw his Battle Standard appear.
They called him "Light Butcher" in horror, and those weak hellhounds and imps even refused to enter the battlefield because of this.
Dick has always considered that to be the most glorious moment in his life, second only to when he personally executed the demon-forged body of "The Shaper" Sarkir who was not Demon Ascension under the witness of Dark Titan before leaving our hometown.
His past was so glorious that it made him feel down and out now.
He was telling me just now that in yesterday's showdown, Annihilator actually escaped with all the firepower, which made him feel that he was old and out of his depth.
But I think he just needs a rest.
I have great confidence in him. Now that Annihilator has come to Draenor, the journey of that demon wolf causing harm to the sea of stars will definitely end here."
"Seven-headed demon demigods? You also executed "The Shaper" and "Sarkir"? Your Saint once faced Dark Titan's appearance in Argus, but he is still alive until now?
It's really unimaginable."
Arantien These words have never felt so strange.
She was silent for a long time, and finally sighed with conviction and said:
"Sorry, Sir Neri, I admit that I underestimated you. I apologize for my previous arrogance and misunderstanding of Draenei. Lord Illidan will definitely regard Diakum the Saint as a "confidant".
Even if they have never met each other.
But I believe that just in terms of their attitude towards dealing with demons, the two of them will definitely get along very well, and they will definitely become the best friends and the most perfect hunting partners.
Just like I am just a new demon hunting apprentice in front of you, I will obey your command from now on. With your strong attainments in hunting demons, if you are willing to join Illidari, then you will definitely get the title of "Master".
I firmly believe this!"