Azeroth Trail of Light

The Exodar, the Vault of Light, where Velen meditates.

Dick has been here more than once, and he also knows that in the Seat of Light below the city of Exodar, a naaru named Volos stays in the spaceship of this city for a long time.

The draenei have not been in Azeroth for a long time, and in the past few years they have not expanded their influence outwards, so for Dick, most of the draenei responded with a kind of " Who is he" attitude.

But this does not include the ruling class of the Exodar. When Dick followed the frenzied flow of people to the entrance of the Exodar, Maraad personally sent him and Azshara to the Vault of Light, and had already put on Velen of the old suit was there waiting for them.

When he saw Dick coming, Velen propped himself up with his staff, and hugged Dick politely.

"It is a pleasure for you to visit the Exodar on the day of the summer solstice, my fellow traveler."

Velen's slender and majestic white eyebrows twitched, and his expression became vivid, "Your arrival has made this city flourish."

Dick responded with a smile,

"I am also glad to see that you are finally back to health, my old friend. It seems that the damage that N'Zoth caused you has been completely undone."

"Oh no, it's better than that!"

With a smile, Velen stretched out his hand and swiped lightly, and two chairs made of holy light appeared next to Dick and Azshara. He himself sat cross-legged on the cushion he often used for meditation, Draenei Tall, so it will not affect his communication with Dick and Azshara.

The old prophet looked very happy, and with a peaceful smile, he said,

"It may not be a bad thing to be exposed to chaos this time. During the period of my recovery, the dark wounds caused by those bad memories during the long journey have also been eliminated. I am now healthier than ever , it seems that Shengguang still hopes that my old bones will continue to walk."

As he spoke, the old prophet stretched out his hand and slid the rosary in his hand, and whispered,

"There is no doubt that this is an unimaginable gift."

Then he raised his head again, looked at Azshara who was also staring at him, and greeted him in a tone that was neither friendly nor unfamiliar,

"It's an honor to meet again, me and this city, noble queen of the deep sea."

Azshara's response to this... was no response. This queen always has such an arrogant attitude when facing strangers, but neither Dick nor Velen has the attitude of caring too much about others people, so they quickly got down to business.

"Two days ago, something fell on the Broken Isles."

Dick reached out and took out the tightly sealed box from the storage ring, put it in front of Velen, and said solemnly, "It's an item related to the Holy Light. If I guessed correctly, it should be a Heart of Light."

Velen's expression immediately became serious. He put down the black gem rosary in his left hand and put his fingers on the surface of the box. He looked at Dick,

"you sure?"

"Well, I'm very sure, it should be taken from a Naaru who is still alive."

The paladin pursed his lips and said in detail, "And I didn't feel the slightest bit of resentment or death from this Heart of Light, that is to say, it should have been taken out voluntarily. Yes, and it contains special shackles... I can feel the secrets buried inside, but I can't read it."

Velen nodded, then stretched out his hand to open the box, saw the sword-shaped crystal, his eyes narrowed immediately, he took a deep breath, and the holy holy pattern on his forehead jumped out, and then, He put his finger on the surface of the Heart of Light.

"hum"

The gentle light that was exactly the same as before jumped up. It rolled over and released a substantial ocean of holy light, covering all three people in the dome of holy light. There was also the kind of sacred text floating in the air swaying in the air, It was like a golden symbol, but this extremely holy light also disappeared after 2 seconds.

Velen's fingers left the surface of the Heart of Light, and his eyes were slightly closed, but it could be seen from his frown that he also had nothing to gain.

After a while, Velen picked up the rosary that was set aside, and while turning it, he said,

"It seems that your guess is correct, Dick. There is a special prophecy buried inside this crystal. I can feel its existence. It is a grand prophecy, and I also know it from the response of the Holy Light." "The presence."

The old prophet opened his eyes, looked at Dick, and said a strange name,

"Zera... the mother of the Holy Light, this is its core. It is said that it was one of the first batch of naaru born from the light and darkness. It locked that prophecy with its own unique energy law, but fortunately, Wo Ross, the young naaru who lives deep in the depths of the Exodar, is the offspring of the Mother of Light, and it should be able to break the blockade."

But just when the old prophet was about to stand up, Dick reached out and stopped him. There was a special look in the eyes of the paladin. He lowered his voice,

"The news that Volos is here, only you know, right?"

Velen was taken aback, and his expression became complicated. He was not an idiot, and an idiot would not be able to be a prophet in 2W5 millennium. He immediately understood what Dick meant.

"Yeah...it's too much of a coincidence."

The old prophet muttered to himself, "We came to Azeroth, and this crystal fell into this world from a place we don't know. There is also a limit to the spiritual connection between naaru, so, Zela... it How do you know that Volos is here?"

At the moment Velen didn't notice, there was a weird smile on the corner of Dick's mouth, but it disappeared quickly.

"Anyway, let's take a look at the prophecy first. No one will know what's hidden in it until the mystery is revealed. Two demigods, one naaru, plus Ms. Azshara and Ma Errad, unless Archimonde comes in person, we don't have to be afraid, do we?"

Dick's words made Velen make up his mind, he stood up, lifted the box,

"Follow me, sir."

Five minutes later, Dick and Azshara stood in front of the Seat of the Naaru. The heavily armed Maraad guarded the entrance of the sacred hall, and Velen held the sword-shaped Holy Light in both hands. Heart, standing in front of Volos.

There was not much difference between Volos and Dick when he came to see it last time. It still looked like a jigsaw puzzle filled with almost endless holy light energy. The body is rotating at a special frequency.

It has to be said that this sacred creation directly born in the holy light is as shocking as ever, especially for mortals who see it for the first time.

Azshara stood behind Dick. Her status as queen allowed her to maintain her calmness and nobility, but the shock and curiosity in the deepest part of her silver eyes couldn't be concealed no matter what.

"This is Naru?"

The queen of the deep sea looked at Dick, and she whispered, "I've never seen such a pure energy creature... It doesn't fit the basics of all the magic systems I've learned... God, it just overturned all my concepts .”

Dick glanced at her, his eyes were full of spectacle, he remembered Zela's prophecy very clearly, which is why he insisted on bringing Azshara over, as one of the few emotions that hadn't faded He was very curious about what kind of expression Azshara would have when she saw the part about her in the prophecy.

And as for the prophecy itself... Dick didn't believe a word of it!

Even though that may well have happened, there is no place for Zela's prophecy in a world he has changed so much!

Velen respectfully placed the Heart of Light at Volos' feet, and Naaru seemed to feel a "blood connection". Although this thing didn't have blood in the true sense, it was still fast. Shrunk down, and lifted the suspected mother's heart into the air, the next moment, special energy fluctuations were generated, and the entire space of the Seat of Naaru was also completely transformed at this moment.

Everyone was thrown into a boundless world without feeling it. It was a world of stars, surrounded by a cold and empty starry sky. They were standing in a star field shrouded in gravel, right in front of them. , that is a blue planet.

Although they had never paid attention in this manner, the four people present knew that it was... Azeroth.

"The content of the prophecy is about to begin, everyone, listen carefully!"

Velen put the staff in his hand aside, and his other hand began to move the rosary in his hand. Azshara's attention was obviously concentrated. With her superb magical attainments, she could fully understand that the surrounding All that exists is a higher illusion, and they still reside in the Seat of the Naaru.

Dick hugged his shoulders. He was even a little bored, because he had seen the prophecy itself many times, and he was very curious. After the fate of Illidan and the whole world was reversed, how would Zela tell this story? make it up.

Dick didn't have the slightest liking for the Mother of Light who had a deep understanding of fate but was obsessed with restoring "fate", although in a sense, everything she did should be praised.

"This is a prophecy from the oldest naaru, and I have witnessed it all with my own eyes."

A gentle voice sounded in everyone's minds, it was Zela's voice, just like a gentle mother, and the scene in front of everyone's eyes also changed rapidly, a tall existence with raging flames all over his body stood tall in the starry sky In the middle, Dick's eyes became sharp.

"The day Sargeras fell into darkness was the saddest day in the entire universe. One of the most powerful warriors was corrupted...but he was once the most noble creature in the universe, so he knows all fate, even in the fall. After that, he also saw his future."

"He and the Burning Legion he built to destroy everything will eventually fall before the eyes of a child of light and darkness. The existence of that child means hope. If he is allowed to continue to grow, then Sargeras will undoubtedly encounter the worst. Big failure."

The black shadow waved its claws, as if it had caught something, and crushed it fiercely.

The voice also appeared again,

"Sargeras was unwilling to fail, so he chose to forcibly change his fate!"

As soon as the picture turned, a group of cheering night elves appeared in front of everyone. They seemed to be celebrating something. Afterwards, everyone saw the two children being hugged by a gentle night elf mother, one with silver eyes Light, and another, is a rare amber.

At this time, Azshara let out an exclamation... Then, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Dick's mouth.

The fun has begun!

Well, although Azshara does not appear many times in the game, and every time she appears, her eyes are silver, but in fact, Azshara's eyes are also amber, she is a night elf The first ruler with amber eyes recorded in history, everyone knows who the second is, yes, it is our king of Outland, Illidan.

The story of Zera, the Mother of Light, and the Son of Light and Darkness is, to put it mildly, the introduction of Blizzard’s official whitewashing of Illidan. To put it in a bad way, it’s just a third-rate plot with a dog’s tail. I reject this whitewashing method, it’s too crude Yes, but there is a part of it that I am very curious about.

If Illidan knew that before his fate changed, he would marry Azshara, become king, and reach the pinnacle of his life, would he still fall in love with Tyrande, who was just a small priest at that time?

Well, in this sense, Mr. Sa is also a bloody uncle who likes to watch love triangles and brothers kill each other for love.