(Additional update for "Southern Blazing Wind" brother [5/5])
"Why did those black wolves disappear suddenly? It doesn't make sense! It's not just a few dozen Ghost Wolf. From what we have seen on the battlefield, the size of the wolf pack is at least several thousand or tens of thousands.
It stands to reason that such a terrifying herd would leave traces wherever it goes, but the rangers found no trace of those demonic wolves throughout Talador.
Diakum Uncle, do you think this means "
Lelan's doubtful inquiry made Diakum, who was admiring the scenery of Nagrand, shake his head. Vigilant Saint pulled the reins of Talbuk. He closed his eyes and recalled the scenery of Krokuun Great Plains, and whispered:
"That's no ordinary wolf pack, Lelan.
That is the herd of Annihilator. Walking in dreams is their unique ability. For Ghost Wolf, food from Material World is not necessary. In fact, they have degenerated into half-demon-like creatures.
They prefer the taste of soul to flesh and blood.
As for where Annihilator will hide with its wolves, I actually have a very bad guess, but it will take time to prove it.
But in a short period of time, you don't need to worry about facing the threat of Ghost Wolf anymore. They will appear at a suitable time, and hopefully we will be ready to resist them by then."
"You should be more explicit."
Lelan complained with some dissatisfaction:
"Instead of speaking these important messages like riddles like a prophet, I can also understand that old men just like to talk like this to show their wisdom and life experience.
Uh, don't glare at me, uncle, can't I change the subject?
Do you really think that leaving my brother with Talador is the right choice? Hasn't he already been treated and got his Argus Heart Pendant from you? He and Eredath can definitely follow us."
"The two of them are injured and need to rest. I don't agree with Warrior marching with injuries. It will leave very troublesome hidden injuries on their bodies that will directly affect the exchange of their talents and potential in the future."
Dick explained:
"What's more, I didn't say that Maraad and Eredath would stay in Talador Region to enjoy their happiness. They only have three days of rest, and then they will go to Spires of Arak to perform special tasks according to the instructions I left.
In my plan, the responsibilities they have to shoulder are not easy, at least not as easy as the work we have to complete next."
"Do you want to unite Spires of Arak's Arakkoa forces?"
Shaman Nubodon, who was following Dick on Nagrand Plains, asked:
"Just as the important goal of your trip to Nagrand is to save Gorian Ogre Empire who is on the verge of destruction? Do you think those Arakkoa who are so arrogant as to call themselves "Children of the Sun" can also become our allies?"
"Well, I think it's okay."
Dick nodded and said:
"But I have also heard from the tribesmen about our tortuous experience in dealing with Arakkoa over the past two hundred years. Therefore, if the high-level Arakkoa on Skyreach are unwilling to "condescend" to form an alliance with us land species, we still have those Fallen Arakkoa hidden among the lower-level Arakkoa Nest as alternatives.
Compared with the high-level Arakkoa who are so arrogant and disgusting, although the Fallen Arakkoas have a dark and sinister style, they at least have a basic set of "diplomatic etiquette", not the same as the high-level Arakkoa who have low IQ and extremely need to be beaten.
They tried to throw the envoys we sent from a high altitude to death. They obviously regarded our etiquette as weakness.
To be honest, Draenei is now facing the threat of Orcs, otherwise this stupid behavior alone would be enough to arouse my anger and make me personally take the warhammer to Skyreach."
Vigilant's angry answer made Nubodon nod, while Yrel on the other side complained softly:
"They are not just doing this to us Draenei. When I was in Ambori Village, I heard some pilgrims traveling from north to south describe that those high-level Arakkoa would take this kind of "throw to death" or "burn to death" countermeasures against anyone who entered their territory without permission.
They stubbornly believe that only Arakkoa is the orthodox master of the One world Draenor.
They look down on all living things except Arakkoa, and they even look down on their own compatriots.
I heard that every caste in their society will treat the lower castes as slaves. If they resist a little, they will be thrown from Skyreach into Curse Pool, turning the gorgeous high-level Arakkoa into an ugly Fallen Arakkoa.
He has been doing this for thousands of years, forcing the number of Fallen Arakkoa to far exceed the total number of high-level Arakkoa, and he has raised a resentful "big daddy" who still doesn't know how to repent.
Those guys are really hopeless!
They are much worse than Orcs. At least Orcs knows how to protect his own people."
"Indeed, I also think that as long as we leave it alone, it is only a matter of time before the high-level Arakkoa kills themselves. According to my calculations, their demise will not take more than five hundred years, and it will pass in the blink of an eye."
As a spellcaster and scholar, Lelan has a strong say in Arakkoa issues.
Telmor, where she lived for more than two hundred years, was the border city closest to Arakkoa's territory within Draenei's sphere of influence, so she knew a lot about Arakkoa's culture, so she explained to her uncle Dick, who she regarded as her elder:
"But we cannot underestimate the strength of Arakkoa, Diakum Uncle, especially the "ancient weapons" they hide in Skyreach. I have personally seen Arakkoa use a strange lens device to lure "Sunfire" and burn a fierce Primal Thorn Beast to death.
Well, you have only been awake for a short time, so you may not know what Primal Thorn Beast is.
That's"
"I know, Lelan, you really don't have to think of me as a stubborn and rigid old man who is obviously stupid but unwilling to admit it."
Dick sighed and said:
"Archbishop Nali lent me her investigation diary of Draenor. These days of study have taught me a lot about the customs and customs of this world.
I even know about the ancient feud between Arakkoa and Spriggans that lasted for three thousand years, and I also know that Gorian Ogre Empire's original "wizard inheritance" came from the teachings of Arakkoa's sun priests. Of course, these things happened before Orcs's civilization took shape.
Even Ner'zhul, who is as wise as Orcs, has only heard some legends."
"This is normal. The history of short-lived species records is often completely distorted by the accumulation of small errors."
Lelan nodded with deep understanding and said:
"At least the records I interpreted from the rubbings and interpretations in the ancient Ogre Empire ruins of Ashran Island, and the civilization epic recorded by the Orcs themselves are two completely different things.
Although Arakkoa Empire has been in decline for thousands of years, because they once had a strong foundation, they were still a lean camel bigger than a horse after thousands of years of squandering. Sun Priest is savage but has a really strong learning ability.
They also sent scouts to secretly learn from our Immortal machinery, and even used their Apexis Crystal as energy to make a very similar Mechanical Guardian in the past few years. It is said that now Many of these mechanical guards have been installed on Skyreach. Unfortunately, the Arakkoas do not regard them as the future direction of civilization. They use them as sacrificial tools and use those machines to suppress the rebellion of Fallen Arakkoa.
This savage and intelligent race is really terrible.
However, I and other Arcane Mage have always had doubts. With the exaggerated and depraved lifestyle of Arakkoa, it is completely impossible for their civilization to be passed down for such a long time. It is as if there is some kind of power behind their history that is deliberately protecting these ineffective descendants of the sun from being exterminated in the changing times."
"Indeed, there is, and this is the mission of Maraad and Eredath."
Dick said in a short tone:
"They have to rush to find out the mysterious power hidden in the history of Arakkoa with the help of the rangers before we finish dealing with Nagrand Plains. That is the power I really want to form an alliance with."
"Then you should send Arcane Mage like me! Although I do have some friendship with Mother of the Frostwolves"Matron Geyah" of Nagrand, I feel that my wisdom is more needed by my brother than you."
Lelan volunteered and said:
"My brother and Eredath are both Garrison Commander! They are notoriously bad at thinking, uncle. I obviously have the necessary qualities to find out the truth."
"I am also your Garrison Commander who is not good at thinking. My battle brother Malderan is also an outstanding Garrison Commander, and you are Garrison Commander's daughter!"
Dick turned around and stared at his "adopted daughter" with a calm look, and said:
"So, could you please think twice before you ridicule Garrison Commander next time? Boy, just because I have a good temper doesn't mean I won't get angry, and bringing you here is obviously of great use."
"Uh, I didn't mean that."
Lelan was embarrassed.
But then he lowered his head amidst the laughter of Yrel and Nubodon, his cheeks flushed.
This girl is really well taken care of by Maraad.
Although I know that there is no annoying sarcasm in her overly straightforward words, she should really find time to learn the "art of speaking" from Gul'dan. These Arcane Mage and spell casters will never learn "humility".
"Saint, in front of it is "Trial Arena"!"
After several minutes of galloping, Nubodon pulled the reins and pointed at a simple Orcs style building standing in the large green grass plain ahead.
He said to Dick:
"According to the agreement between you and Ner'zhul Chieftain, he will leave a messenger there to take us to Oshu'gun Crystal Mountain, but actually I think we should go to Telaar first, which is the first town established by our tribe in Draenor.
It is also very close to Oshu'gun, and is guarded by elite cavalry under General Jayde, making it safer!"
Nubodon emphasized:
"I believe in the sincerity of Ner'zhul Chieftain, but Nagrand has never been the territory of the Shadowmoon Clan. The Orcs clans are clearly distinct from each other. The Warsong Clan and Burning Blade Clan living here are not weak little characters.
The Trial Arena we are going to is still one of Holy Land's fighting Burning Blade Clan. Once those difficult Orc Blademaster discover our traces, the current situation will inevitably lead to a troublesome tracking and counterattack."
"But this time we are going to assist Orcs in solving problems on their holy mountain. We can confirm that those problems were indeed caused by our Guardian Naaru."
Dick shook his head and said:
"Taking necessary risks" in such cooperation is also part of showing sincerity. If the meeting place is arranged at Telaar, our safety can be guaranteed, but there will inevitably be complaints from Orcs.
As far as I know, Hunter Cavalry under Jaide has had a lot of friction with Nagrand and Orcs over the past two hundred years. Before Orcs publicly declared war on us, the "war" between us and Orcs over Nagrand Plains had actually been going on for decades.
I don't think Jaide did anything wrong by sending Warrior to defend Telaar town.
I just think that if we really need to extend our hands into Nagrand, then we should mobilize a large army in a short period of time, completely defeat Warsong Clan and Burning Blade Clan with the power of Thunder, force them to flee their ancestral land, and let us take over the prairie.
Instead of opposing each other like now, and starting a tug-of-war within the prairie that is extremely detrimental to us.
Forget it.
These are all the consequences of the internal ideological struggles of the tribe over the past two hundred years. The problem cannot be simply attributed to the soldiers. The soldiers are very pure. They just want to serve the people Consecration.
In short, since we came with peaceful purposes this time, we will do things according to Ner'zhul's arrangements.
Go to that Trial Arena first!
Also, I heard that the Sword Saints of the Burning Blade Clan actually don't refuse Draenei to stay there, right?"
"It's not just Draenei, uncle."
Lelan explained:
"In fact, Burning Blade Clan welcomes Warrior of all races to go to Trial Arena to fight with their recruits and even veterans. This is the tradition of the Burning Blade Clan. In addition, instead of calling the Orc Blademaster who gathered in Valley of Trials a "clan", they are more like an "organization".
This is also a very charming part of Orcs civilization that I personally think.
Although the clans are clearly distinct from each other, except for Kosh'harg Festival twice a year, there is little communication between the clans on weekdays, but Orcs is not a closed-minded and conservative warlike people, they have a unique martial culture.
The pursuit of honor is a consensus across all clans, and Burning Blade Clan is the concentrated expression of this social consensus.
There are "practitioners" from various clans in the Burning Blade Clan.
As long as their skills and achievements can be recognized by all Havaro and pass "Blade Trial", practitioners regardless of which clan they come from will be awarded the title of "Sword Saint", which is the most noble title for skills and combat effectiveness in the Orcs civilization.
I heard that most of the legendary Chieftains in the current Orcs clan practiced in Havaro when they were young, and Chieftains like Grom Hellscream and Blackhand have all won the title of "Sword Saint"."
"This legend is true. These things are also recorded in Elemental Book given to me by Ner'zhul Chieftain."
Nubodon also nodded and said:
"In that semi-travel book, Ner'zhul Chieftain highly praised Burning Blade Clan's bravery and discipline. Their clan did not have "commoners" in the true sense, and only received The most courageous Warrior will be recruited to join them, and once they undergo more demanding challenges and become "Sword Saint Master", they will automatically have the qualifications of the Burning Blade Clan Elder.
All external affairs of the Burning Blade Clan will be decided collectively by the elders.
Of course, due to the special nature of the Burning Blade Clan, they have never participated in any clan disputes and wars within Orcs since its establishment. Unless a clan directly launches an attack on Havaro, the Sword Saints who are responsible for Fireblade Banner are strictly prohibited from turning their war blades into ferocious weapons for killing their compatriots.
The enemies that usually die the most at the hands of Fireblade Blademasters are the Nagrand and the Ogres who cause trouble, as well as the Blade Tooth Tiger-Man bandits who cause trouble everywhere.
If I have to say, I think Burning Blade Clan plays the dual duties of "honorary supervisor" and "sheriff" in Orcs civilization. Their status in Orcs civilization is as transcendent as Shadowmoon Clan.
However, the number of the Burning Blade Clan is far less than that of the Shadowmoon Clan, after all, their Blade Trial is too harsh."
These sharings made Dick very satisfied. Although he had dealt with the Burning Blade Clan in his previous gaming experience, the descriptions in those game texts were obviously not as detailed as those described by Lelan and Nubodon at this time.
So Dick asked very naturally:
"I'm very curious. Hasn't there been no brave Garrison Commander from our clan trying to pass this "Blade Trial" in the past two hundred years?"
"Uh, yes."
Lelan raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice and said:
"And there are quite a lot of them. Unfortunately, no Draenei has been awarded the title "Sword Saint" so far.
My brother once wanted to give it a try but failed due to many reasons. Burning Blade Clan does not refuse Draenei to participate in martial arts training, but the problem is that our Draenei's powerful and heavy tactics are difficult to be recognized by Orc Blademaster.
If you have seen Orc Blademaster's agile, elegant and powerful posture in battle, you will know that compared with them, our Vindicator Tactics is indeed a bit bulky.
Just like the difference between Talbuk and Elekk, although Orc Blademaster is not necessarily the opponent of high-level Garrison Commander, but in terms of "skills" alone, I must admit that Orcs's racial talent in this area is indeed much better than ours.
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The summary, inheritance and iteration of skills by short-lived species are incomparable to us conservative long-lived species. This is the racial advantage!
So I have always felt that Orcs are not barbaric, they just need time to settle down their own civilization. Once the time is extended, the height that Orcs civilization can reach is by no means worse than our Draenei."
"Oh, if Tramon comes over."
Diakum sighed and said:
"The apprentice I taught back then could definitely pass Blade Trial smoothly. His polishing of skills was the most attentive among all the Eredars I have ever seen."
"But you can try!"
Yrel said with shining eyes:
"Everyone who has seen you fight is impressed by your refined fighting skills. Saint, I think you are absolutely fine. Maybe you can really become the number one "Sword Saint" among the Draenei Clan.
I heard the well-informed Ms. Dena say that Burning Blade Clan masters the miraculous skills of "Elemental Forging". They will create a sword that is most suitable for each Sword Saint who passes Blade Trial. Those sharp blades are all magical weapons that are spread in the Orcs civilization.
Don't you just need a weapon for melee combat?
This is still the best opportunity to promote your reputation in the Orcs group!"
"How can I have that time?"
Dick waved his hands and said without interest:
"I want to break it into two flowers every minute now. It is impossible to spend a few months to obtain the title of "Sword Saint", and the world situation does not allow me to waste time like this."
He refused, but actually Dick was somewhat moved in his heart.
After all, "Sword Saint". Wow, can any man really refuse such a majestic nickname?
"In addition to spending time to become a practitioner and slowly polishing martial arts skills in Havaro, Burning Blade Clan's Blade Trial actually has another way to pass quickly. Back then, Grom Hellscream used this method to achieve the record of being the fastest to obtain the title "Sword Saint"."
Just as the four of them walked towards the edge of Trial Arena's "ancient" building, a familiar figure suddenly rang in Dick's ears.
Saint turned around and saw Ner'zhul, who was wearing a hood to cover his body, waving to them from the thatched house not far away.
Judging from his tired appearance, he has been waiting here for more than a day.
"Sorry, we are a little late because something happened over there Auchindoun Sanctuary."
Dick quickly stepped forward and expressed his apology to his partner, but Ner'zhul just waved his hand. The old Shaman, who looked energetic because he regained the blessing of the elements, said softly:
"Elemental Wind described to me the war a few days ago. I know that you and your tribe completed the first counterattack against the demons there. I am sincerely happy for this victory. This makes it more likely for me to convince those stubborn Chieftains.
But we must get out of here now!"
He looked around and whispered:
"Old Da'ar Threefold-Bloodletter Chieftain of the Burning Blade Clan has decided to respond to Great Chieftain Blackhand's call. He will most likely lead the Sword Saints into Horde's war. This matter has made a big fuss in Havaro. If others see your traces at this time, things will become very troublesome.
Come with me.
I will take you to Garadar, Matron Geyah has been waiting for you there for several days.
Please relax, it's safe there."
"Wait a minute, you just said "Blade Trial" and there is another way?"
Dick said curiously:
"Combined with the fact that you said that Burning Blade Clan may split, it seems that you are trying to promote a "very dangerous" cause? And it has something to do with me?"
"Yes, Vigilant."
Ner'zhul did not hide anything. While calling the five people wrapped in the earth element for rapid teleportation, he looked in the direction of Havaro and whispered:
"I am very worried about the future of the Burning Blade Clan. I want to do something unprecedented and bring the entire noble clan back on track before Old Dal does something stupid. But there is only one way to make a stubborn Orcs legend Chieftain subdue.
Vigilant, I hope you will participate in Blade Trial and defeat Old Da'ar Threefold-Bloodletter in the trial!
If possible, seize Burning Blade Clan Chieftain's position from him! This will prevent Burning Blade Clan from entering an abyss of war that will bury all their honor."
"Huh?"
Dick narrowed his eyes, and the other three recruits even exclaimed.
In the special induction of the earth element being constantly wrapped and assimilated, Dick said in a deep voice:
"I don't refuse to compete with Old Dal Chieftain. The question is, can Orcs accept a Draenei Chieftain?"
"Why not? Rules are rules, not made today!"
Ner'zhul sneered and said:
"Unless Burning Blade Clan intends to abandon the clan foundation customized by their ancestors, as long as you use Warrior's method to defeat Old Dal head-on and seize Flame Blade Zun'xuu, then you are in fact Burning Blade Chieftain.
Sword Saint who is unwilling to obey you can only be expelled from the clan and is no longer worthy of using the name "Burning Blade Clan"!
As for the trick I just mentioned.
Well, I'll talk to you in detail after I resolve Oshu'gun's problem.
It's going to be a little dizzy next time, kids, keep your spirits up!
Nubodon, you are also involved. Use your elemental sensor to record the position of Garadar. In this way, you can also teleport to Garadar from various places in Draenor., that town guards Elemental Royalty, that is the location of Draenor's "Heart of the Elements", and going there is a supreme honor for Shaman."
"Buzz"
As old Shaman finished speaking, the group was "engulfed" by the rolling soil and propelled by the wonderful Earthwalk across most of Nagrand Plains, sending them to their destination in a few minutes.
"Blue Skinss have invaded Garadar! Warriors, defend Matron!"
When Dick emerged from the element package, he heard a harsh scolding. He raised his head and saw a bright battle ax chopping down on his head.
"Bang"
The sharp ax blade was pinched by Vigilant with his left hand, and the powerful and heavy chop was forcibly interrupted by him like a dragonfly touching water.
Orcs, the female Warrior, who slashed at her with a powerful "jump chop", was awkwardly "lifted" in the air by Dick. After she landed, she gritted her teeth and continued to exert force, but Dick was as unmoved as a rock.
On the contrary, he stared at the young Orcs girl in front of him with a strange look.
He could tell that the girl was underage and the armor she wore belonged to the Frostwolf Clan, but her eyes were hissing.
"Gaiara! What are you doing!"
Lelan behind Dick was startled, but after she saw the face of Orcs female Warrior, she immediately jumped out and yelled:
"Why did you attack my uncle?"
"Ah? Aunt Lelan, when did you come! Also, when did you get an uncle? Wait, is this the legendary Saint you told me and my mother before?"
"You two wait a minute!"
Seeing that Lelan, the "magical" Draenei Arcane Mage, actually started chatting with the "attacker" in front of him, Dick's eyes widened with anger. He looked at his adopted daughter and asked in a low voice:
"What did you just call this kid?"
"Gaiara Diakum Uncle, this child is Frostwolf Clan Chieftain Durotan and The eldest daughter of the Frostwolf Clan heroine Ms. Draka. When I went out to wander around Frostfire Ridge, I established some friendship with Ms. Draka by chance.
When Gaiara was born, Matron Geyah and I helped deliver her, so there was nothing wrong with her calling me "Auntie"."
Lelan blinked and explained:
"This is why my tribe calls me "deviant." In addition to adopting a half-Orcs as a daughter, I, a "traveler", actually have a few hundred million more foreign "friends" in various clans and races than you think."
"This is not the point! The point is why she is called "Gaiara" and why she is a girl!"
Dick is too shocked.
As the young girl Orcs looked at her in surprise, she clasped her fingers tightly and crushed the ax blade with her bare hands. He said loudly:
"Is this the only child Ms. Draka has?"
"Oh, that's not true! She seems to have been pregnant again a few months ago. The letter she wrote to me also said that she and Durotan planned to name the child."
"Go'el?"
"Eh heh heh!? How do you know? Is this what Holy Light told you again? Why is this Holy Light so blasphemous! Other information is fine, but why are you telling other people's private affairs to others?
This is too borderless."
Diakum didn't pay attention to Lelan's complaints about his faith. His attention at this time was entirely on the young woman Orcs in front of him. Gaiara was made to look hairy all over, but the next second, Vigilant withdrew his gaze.
I don't know if it was because of myself that Draenor's world line also experienced some wonderful "changes". After seeing Gaiara alive, Diakum felt sincerely in his heart.
Well, not only is Azeroth's side experiencing wonderful changes due to changes in fate, but things about Draenor seem to have become more interesting as well.
So, can I see the legendary "Lightforging Roar" in the future of this world?
Hey, think about it carefully, it's better not to see him.
PS:
This update is completed, thank you brothers for your strong support.
I have confirmed with Old Huo before that the 30 chapters that I still owe him will be added slowly in the future. To be honest, the enthusiasm and support of the brothers in the new book issue really made me panic, and I even worried about gain and loss for a while.
Due to the high pressure of updating, I really cannot guarantee that the quality of every chapter will be online, but I will still try my best to update a few more chapters to apologize for my brothers. Therefore, I hope you can bear with me if I am not satisfied with the plot. After I finish the other book on hand, I should be able to make time to update more.
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