Azeroth Trail of Light

Das and Demetriel had always suspected why Dick brought Ms. Velinde with her. In their view, this cowardly female werewolf was useless except for her keen sense of smell!

But after seeing Velinde's crazy killing, these two guys finally understood the paladin's intentions.

The werewolf who lost his mind and fell into the bloody slaughter is one of the most dangerous species in Azeroth. When Velinde, who was covered in blood like a shadow, waved the Luna sickle for nearly 5 minutes, he chopped off the root Behind the unavoidable Gamalan's head, even the fearless mysterious dragonman Darth dared not rashly get close to Velinde, who was holding a scythe and standing on the bloody battlefield, gasping for breath.

The last unlucky dragon man who approached rashly lost three fingers. Fortunately, the dragon man is a creature with rough skin and thick flesh. Even if it is a severed finger, it can recover after a few months of recuperation, but his example is thorough. Show others what "no kinship" is.

Velinde, who was stimulated, once again fell into the state of being dominated by wildness in the cellar of Karazhan. She was almost mad because of the strong smell of blood! Her eyes looked at everyone vigilantly, and her mouth made threatening sounds from time to time.

If it weren't for the last sliver of rationality still suppressing the original impulse to kill the Quartet, I am afraid that this female werewolf whose whole body was dyed blood red would have rushed at the surrounding guys. Never doubt the stick in her hand. The sharpness of the sickle, except for a large group of trolls who fled, the Atalai exiles have already used one-third of their sacrifices to prove the horror of the sickle.

"Ahem..."

Dick, who had changed his battle armor, rubbed his chest, squeezed through the crowd, and strode towards the female werewolf. Demeter shouted behind him,

"Mr. Dick, be careful!"

"Shh! Don't scare her."

The paladin turned around and made a quiet gesture towards the dragon man, then opened his hands slightly, and approached the female werewolf.

It was probably the smell of Dick that gave Velinde a sense of familiarity. The paladin saw the werewolf's nose constantly twitching, and her pricked ears gradually softened.

"Hey, I won't hurt you, now, give me the weapon!"

Dick slowly stretched out his hand and held it on the handle of the "Goldrinn Envoy". Velinde obediently let go of the furry palm. After the artifact left Verin's palm, the werewolf's Her body shook for a while, as if she was exhausted to the extreme, she opened her eyes and glanced at Dick, then fell into the paladin's arms with a tired face.

Seeing that the paladin wrapped Velinde in a cloak, Darth and Demetriel walked up. The dragon man touched his chin, and there was an unconcealable surprise on his gloomy face.

"My friend, your follower is really strong! When she goes crazy, she looks like a real killing machine! Tsk tsk, look at these trolls, I feel a little sorry for them!"

"Enough! Darth, don't forget, this lady just saved us! We shouldn't comment on her like that!"

Like other orthodox giant dragons, Demetrius was a bit old-fashioned in his arrogance. The exiled dragon man Das curled his lips in disdain, but said nothing.

Dick carried Velinde who had fallen asleep behind his back, then glanced at the altar that had been completely destroyed by the dragon people, turned his head and said to Demeter,

"Separate a few dragonmen to look for the arrangement points of the enchantment. The Atalai trolls must be in a panic now. As long as you take advantage of the situation and attack, they will be completely wiped out soon! Now we go to see you Those mad brethren, and Eranikus."

The dragon man who wrapped his whole body in a dark green cloak hesitated for a moment, and said,

"My brothers' revenge is over, I should go too! Friends, don't forget to find me next time you come to Stranglethorn Valley, I will treat you to drink the best dwarven shochu!"

After speaking, Darth was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by the paladin.

"Hey, Darth, aren't you going to meet Eranikus with me? Don't tell me that you brought your brothers here because of a mission from Jindu? I'm in the faraway Hyjal The mountain and the dragons have fought side by side, I know you have a deep affection for your "home", let's go, come with me to meet Eranikus."

Darth's body trembled, he didn't look back, but he didn't leave either,

"I... I have been exiled, I am no longer... I am no longer a member of the Green Dragonflight, Lord Eranikus... I have no face to see him."

"Enough! Darth!"

Demitir stepped forward and put his hand on the dragon man's shoulder, "Master Eranikus wanted us to send you a message before he fell asleep, telling you to be careful of those who have no ties to the Gurubashi. Trolls, don't think we don't know. Every time a troll priest in Stranglethorn Vale wants to enter the Swamp of Sorrows, he will be blocked by a mysterious force. Your lord has never blamed you, and he has even been punished for expelling you. Regret, my brother, you have been wandering outside for thirty years, it's time to go home!"

Darth's body trembled again, and he didn't speak, but Dick knew that this rebellious dragon man was always worried about the war here, otherwise he, a guy who walked in the dark, had no need to pick this Time to enter this sunken temple.

Ten minutes later, under the leadership of the pale-faced Demitir, the four people finally entered the lower main body of the Atahaka Temple. It is so wide that even green dragons can fly in it in dragon form.

However, compared with the dilapidated scene full of nightmare dragons in Dick's memory, the circular hall at this time seemed to be in order. Dragons patrolled the hall, and everything looked very orderly.

"Those compatriots who were occupied by nightmares were all driven to the lowest level by us. They wanted to rush out from the lowest level all the time, so we had to allocate a large part of our strength to station at the entrance of the lower level, which made those trolls very uneasy. point."

While leading the way, Demeter introduced, "However, the Atalai troll has become a mass of loose sand right now, and the brothers we sent out can withdraw quickly. In this way, we can concentrate our strength, Quiet those brothers who are possessed by nightmares."

"Come with me, Lord Eranikus is sleeping in the innermost hall!"

Demeter beckoned, and walked towards the passageway of the hall, which was guarded layer by layer by tall dragonmen in heavy armor. Dick carried Velinde on his back, and Das looked at the dim hall with nostalgic eyes. This used to be his home, and now, he risked his life and wanted to protect it.

Demeter spoke a few words to those dragon people in dragon language, but Dick pretended that he didn't understand, because the young green dragon's introduction to him was too embarrassing.

"This is Her Majesty's favorite helper, the hero of the Jihad on Mount Hyjal, the rescuer of the Green Dragonflight, the demon slayer, the messenger of the holy light, the captain of Theramore, the warrior of the human world, the nemesis of darkness, the evil god Destroyer, a warrior full of justice and courage, Mr. Dick, the Flame of Justice, who has just bravely dispersed Hakkar's presence in this temple! Lord Eranikus needs his help now!"

After listening to Demeter's introduction, those dragon guards hurriedly put away the heavy sabers crossing in front of the road, and looked at Dick with admiration. This put a lot of pressure on Dick. Is it the pressure to look respectfully at a behemoth with a height of at least 4 meters and a weight of at least one ton?

The corner of the paladin's mouth twitched a little. He nodded to these dragon people with a smile all over his face, while Das patted the dragon man's stomach with the attitude of a big brother, and said a few words to the other one. The most peculiar thing is , Those mighty and extraordinary dragon people also have a strange and kind attitude towards Darth, which is different from the somewhat distanced respect they treat Demeter.

Probably seeing Dick's doubts, Demitir explained to Dick in a low voice, "Darth used to be the leader of these dragonmen. When we first came, Das led them to fight back many times. The troll's attack, the dragon people here are very convinced of him. In fact, if it weren't for Darth's impulsiveness, he would probably be a dragon officer by now. Even Lord Eranikus himself once said As I said, Darth is very talented and has the potential to become a dragon general."

"Well, I really don't see it."

Dick shrugged, and carefully placed Velinde on a chair beside him. He straightened his clothes, and followed Demeter into the deepest hall.

After turning a corner, a huge monster curled up on the ground appeared in front of Dick's eyes. It was a huge emerald dragon, which was surprisingly big. It was conservatively estimated that it would be at least ten meters high after standing up, and at least nearly 80 meters in advance. , this kind of exaggerated body shape, even if it is placed in the emerald dragon, it can be regarded as one of the best.

Moreover, Dick felt very familiar with this giant dragon, because he had touched this giant dragon at a distance of less than ten meters. Looking at the body that was emitting a soft light green light in the darkness, he could see Seeing the weird state between reality and illusion, Dick took a deep breath and forced his trembling left hand to be quiet.

Yes, the Silver Hand is hot again, obviously, it senses the presence of unordered evil.

"Well, my selfless helper... here you come!"

Just when Demetrius led Dick into the hall, the giant dragon, which had been in a deep sleep state, suddenly made a sound. The strangest thing was that its eyes were still tightly closed, and it was obviously still in a deep sleep. Dick rubbed Rubbing his eyes, he saw the shadow standing in front of the sleeping dragon's body, like an illusory phantom.

Demeter bowed respectfully to the shadow, and Das, who was following Dick, even half-kneeled on the ground.

"Let me see, Darth Herunis, my child, the wanderer from afar, has he finally returned?"

At this time, Das didn't have a trace of unruliness, like a pilgrim saint, bowing his head respectfully,

"Yes, Lord Eranikus, I'm back!"

"That's good! Darth, the past time has washed away the blood on your body, I can see your heart that is still full of enthusiasm, that's good, you are welcome back, my child, but I can no longer accept You entered the Green Dragonflight."

The shadow of Eranikus stretched out his hand, and the invisible force lifted Darth's body up, but when the dragon man heard this, he was like an eggplant beaten by frost. Demeter was about to say something, and then they Then I heard Eranikus' meaningful words again.

"Because you have a better place to go, and you, Demi, you are one of the juniors that Ysera and I value most, so the Green Dragon Army needs you as representatives to join Dick's command. The power of the world is rising, but the darkness is still thick, no matter where you are, don't forget the mission flowing in our blood!"

When Das and Demitir were about to ask questions, Iranikus raised his left hand and said without a doubt,

"Now, you step back first, Dick, I need you to help me again, Haka's strength here has been hit hard, it is not enough to worry about in a short time, now it's time to talk to Harveys Yes! You, who have inherited the power of order that has been lost in history, will be my best helper!"