Azeroth Trail of Light

The Kingdom of Theramore, the city of Theramore, which was established just a year ago, is waking up from sleep. The old citizens from Lordaeron are walking on the streets in twos and threes. Cars full of goods are walking on the street. This city by the sea has unique scenery.

Those who got up very early to catch the tide, the coast of Kalimdor has hardly been developed, and the fish resources are abundant. Lucky fishermen can even catch large lobsters that are nearly one meter long. Of course, they will not venture out of the coast. There are many lobster people living there, which are very dangerous creatures.

The wheat fields outside the city are about to be harvested. When the sun shines, a piece of golden luster represents this year's harvest. With the help of the druids from the Cenarion Council, it may not be realistic to have a good harvest every year, but it is absolutely There will be no tragedy of grain failure.

In short, this is a city that is full of vigor and vitality, although it is still somewhat rudimentary.

In the deepest palace in Theramore City, Archmage Jaina woke up from deep meditation. She walked out of the meditation room, opened the window, and the cool sea breeze blew into her room. She was born in the island country of Kurti. Jaina of Rath is very familiar with this slightly fishy sea breeze, which can calm her mind down quickly.

But when the archmage raised her right hand, a golden pendant appeared in her eyes on the white jade-like wrist. Jaina put it in her hand and opened it gently. Dick's magical image was moving in it, revealing to her A hearty smile.

"I don't know where that guy went. It's been almost 2 months and he hasn't come back yet!"

Jaina pursed her lips, stroked her golden hair at the temples with some annoyance, turned and left the mage tower, today is the day when Ms. Aegwynn is giving lectures, and Princess Kalia ran 4 times before returning from the swamp. The former guardian invited back from the depths, even Jaina would not dare to neglect.

In fact, even the great mage Antonidas, who has passed away, probably would have respectfully performed the disciple ceremony when facing Aegwynn, but since the arrival of her grandson Median, this temper is not very good. The former guardian also became tolerant, and put almost all her energy on her only blood.

But just as Jaina walked into the aisle of the palace, her shadow twisted slightly, and a watchman wrapped in a green cloak quietly appeared behind Jaina, whispering in a hoarse voice,

"Miss Jaina, we have information about Mr. Dick!"

"Um?"

The young miss suddenly turned her head in joy, and looked at the watcher who was covered with coldness all over her body.

"Sister Nasha, is he back?"

The half-hero watchman who was left in Theramore by Ms. Maiev hesitated for a moment, and said with some uncertainty,

"Mr. Dick didn't come back, but when my sisters in the northern fortress were patrolling, they encountered a goblin who was attacked by hyenas. It was he who brought back the news of Dick. It is said that Mr. Paladin is now trapped in a place called "Warrior" In the pirate stronghold of "Island", which is on the eastern coastline of the Barrens, Herold Knight has set off with 500 soldiers, preparing to destroy the group of pirates."

Jaina's eyes narrowed, she held Nasha's arm behind her,

"Northern stronghold, isn't it?"

The next moment, the blue light of the teleportation technique lit up around the two of them, and 2 seconds later, the figures of Jaina and Nasha disappeared in the palace.

The fluctuation of the teleportation technique disturbed Madian, who was concentrating magic power under the guidance of his grandmother. The big boy turned his head and looked in the direction of the fluctuation of mana, and then was knocked on the back of his hand by the pointer in Ms. Aegwynn's hand.

"Concentrate! My child, only by concentrating can you perfectly control your magic power!"

"Yes, Grandmother!"

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Time always passed by without us noticing. Dick felt that he had just closed his eyes and was woken up in a blink of an eye.

The paladin opened his eyes, and what he saw was a big fist. His rich combat experience made Dick's head tilt outward, and the fist brushed Dick's head and rushed to the back of his head.

His hands were chained and he couldn't move, but his legs were still there. The paladin's legs with heavy shackles kicked on the belly of the gaudy and thick pirate, and the pirate staggered back a few steps , fell to the ground, and at the same time, a sharp pain came from Dick's waist.

The body still hasn't recovered!

This Shadow Flame is really troublesome!

"Boss! Boss! Boss!"

Three notched waist knives were pressed against Dick's body, but seeing the miserable end of their companions rolling on the ground clutching their stomachs, these pirates did not move extra, they just yelled viciously,

"Get up and follow us! Boss Ashes wants to see you!"

Dick stretched his waist, stood up, and walked out of the cell with difficulty under the "guard" of the pirates. Before leaving the gate, Dick shouted without looking back,

"Your Excellency, captain, be smart, lest you die."

Senxia, ​​who had been watching all this, froze for a moment, then curled her lips, took out a piece of moldy bread from behind, frowned, shook her head, and stuffed it into her mouth with her eyes closed.

When Dick walked out of the dungeon, his eyes narrowed. In the dark prison cell, the time he recorded was always inaccurate. Now it seems that this is already the afternoon of the second day. Looking out from Warrior Island, A round of fiery red sunset hangs low above the sea surface, dyeing most of the sea surface orange red. This scenery is extremely beautiful!

If it weren't for the few rude pirates who were not likable, Dick would have the interest to experience life in his spare time.

Pushed and shoved by the pirates all the way, these scumbags seemed to enjoy torturing people. They really wanted to see Dick's pain caused by the heavy shackles rubbing against his skin, but they were disappointed. Dick's face was very peaceful, almost indifferent, He even had the mind to observe the dirty pirates on the side of the road who were drunk and fell asleep on the ground.

I even saw several guys sleeping soundly lying in the pigsty, and I don't know how these guys ignored the smell.

A group of people walked to the simple house in the center of Warrior Island. The pirate pushed Dick in and closed the door.

Three guys in black woolen coats were sitting on the table opposite Dick. It was obviously a stolen table with various patterns carved on the table legs. Dick's storage rucksack and Bloodhowl battle ax were placed On the table, Dick also saw the Flame of Justice, but that pendant-like thing was randomly thrown at the corner of the table by these sightless pirates.

Next to the table, the complete Judgment Armor is placed on a cross-shaped shelf. It can be seen that these pirates wanted to try it on, but unfortunately, the magic laid by the Star World Mage personally made this armor only recognized. Dick is a master, and other people can't wear it at all. The world of magic is so wonderful.

"Are you a paladin of the Silver Hand?"

The old man sitting among the three was holding Dick's high-ranking knight badge in his hand, looking at Dick with a gloomy expression, and a look of relief flashed across the face of the paladin.

"Of course, high-ranking knight Dick Tang!"

After finishing speaking, before the old man continued to ask, Dick said on his own, "In addition to that identity, I am also the demon-slaying hero of the Kaldorei elves, the protector of the World Tree, and the guardian of Theramore." Earl of the North, Grand Knight of Order of the Silver Dawn, Commander of the First Kalimdor Expeditionary Force of the Human Alliance."

This remark stunned the three pirates standing in the room. The young man next to the old man with a horsewhip in his hand snorted coldly and mocked in a contemptuous tone,

"Why don't you say that you are the famous "Flame of Justice" in northern Xinjiang?"

The corners of Dick's mouth curled up,

"Ah, so you know my name. I always think it's not majestic enough. What do you think of the name "Sacred Hammer's Fortitude"?"

Dick took a step back, the three people looked at each other, and then looked at Dick with eyes like fools, the old man knocked on the table impatiently,

"Okay, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here, tell me the opening spell of this rucksack! Otherwise, I'll cut off your arm and feed it to the shark!"

Dick shrugged, and his shadow twisted strangely in a corner where no one noticed.

Seeing Dick's silence and his indifferent face, the old man snorted, and the middle-aged man beside him pulled out the rapier in his hand and walked towards Dick.

"15!"

Dick looked at the stabbing sword lying in front of him, and the emerald green color on the blade, and said a number in a flat tone.

"What? What does 15 mean? Open the password?"

The middle-aged man, who was blind in one eye, looked back at the old man, who shook his head, then pouted, and the middle-aged man viciously grabbed Dick's shirt collar,

"Say! What does 15 mean?"

The paladin gave him a look as if he were looking at a dead man.

"8!"

"asshole!"

The middle-aged man raised the blade of the rapier, aimed at the paladin's heart and stabbed it down. To his surprise, Dick didn't dodge at all, allowing the rapier to penetrate below the heart.

This action made the middle-aged man couldn't help but take a step back, and the bloody oak that felt the threat sprang out from Dick's fingers, like ten black poisonous snakes, wrapped around the middle-aged man who couldn't dodge. Body.

Now Dick looks like a real devil!

"3, 2, 1! Gentlemen who wear noble dresses, but still can't hide the smell, what a pity, we could have played a little longer! But... Boss Ashes, I think you will have a better one." where it belongs! Believe me, you'll love "there"!"

"Shua! Shua! Shua!"

Three sword lights lit up on the necks of the three pirate leaders, and two spatula lights appeared beside the shackles of the paladin. Nasha, the leader of the watchmen who was as indifferent as an iceberg, appeared beside Dick, and the paladin moved a little. With a light twitch of his wrist, the rapier without a trace of blood was thrown to the ground.

The paladin stretched out, reached out and hugged the slender waist of the eldest lady beside Nasha, kissed her lightly on the face, and then said to Herold and the paladins who broke in,

"Get rid of this disgusting place, this place will be a good forward base! Send all those pirates back to the northern border, the Ghostland battlefield needs enough newcomers, let them go to that hell to repent.

No one objected to this decision, and no one dared to object to this decision. Outside the opened door, the pirates who refused to obey discipline and tried to resist had been stabbed to the ground one by one by the recruits from the northern fortress, and the rest of them were trembling. Kneeling in a row tremblingly holding their heads.

Farther afield, the gryphon riders of the northern keep roamed the skies, and three Theramore-flagged warships provided by Kul Tiras were clearing the harbor.

The battle was over before it even started. After all, they were just a group of low-level pirates.

Dick had never set his sights on them, and there were more troublesome things waiting for him to solve.

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