Azeroth Trail of Light

The yellow sand of Silithus was flying, and it was the time when the sun was setting in the distance. The red clouds all over the sky rendered the sky as if it was burning. The Pillar of the Swarm, that is a different kind of scenery. People standing in the endless quicksand are like a stroke in a painting. This magnificent scenery makes all three of them hold their breath, even the heartless An Wei Lady Na, they all stopped biting the cake.

Dick once thought that what he liked was the endless sea, but at this moment, he suddenly found that the freedom of the sea is nothing compared to this ancient desert.

This place itself is part of history.

And they are standing in this thick history.

The paladin held in his left hand a blue crystal ball that had turned into a perfectly round whole. The endless gray storm swirled in it, connecting the black sky and the barren land, and there were a little bit of lightning and starlight on it, like Another world is outlined in this crystal ball.

Sunderland was silent, and Dick could probably imagine his mood at this time, which was mixed with longing and a little fear. If the sea has turned into a mulberry field and everything familiar in the past has been destroyed, presumably the mood of this traveler returning home is inevitable. Not so good.

But Dick felt that he should still bless him. After all, he helped him, and he seemed to be a rare elemental creature that could communicate well. There was also a wind-kissed elf, even after tens of thousands of years. Wait for him here.

On the other hand, this guy is quite happy.

Jaina held the light blue Vial of Resurrection in her hand. This weird magical creation could release Sunderland's will from the crystal ball that served as a cage and give him a new shape, but only these two things Not enough, a physical object is needed to carry the newly revived weak body of the wind element.

This thing is now placed in Liadrin's hand. It is a strange white and blue weapon. The long sword between the hand sword and the two-handed sword, the unedged sword shone with a unique luster, and some details were even polished quite rough.

This should be a mold, but it was made by Thaurissan himself. The materials used are all mysterious source quality ingots. The long sword is cast and formed.

The appearance of this sword was made by Thaurissan under the guidance of Dick almost inch by inch. The Black Iron Emperor said more than once that such a weapon does not meet the requirements of combat at all. Even if it is made, it will not be able to reach the level of a magic weapon.

But the paladins didn't make this thing for themselves in the first place, and the style of this long sword would not be used by mortal warriors. This thing itself is the standard weapon of the wind element lord, after being endowed with the essence of wind After that, it will truly release its own edge.

This sword is for Sunderland.

Right now, the three of them are standing outside the Crystal Valley. Originally, Dick planned to enter the Crystal Valley to complete the final step, but Sunderland's request could not be ignored. Probably, the Prince of Wind was not willing to show it in front of the person he liked. The other side of myself is weak and embarrassed.

Liadrin stepped forward and stuck the unedged long sword on the ground. Dick took the bottle of resurrection from the mage lady. He slowly approached the two things and imprisoned Sunderland. The crystal ball began to vibrate slightly, probably because he sensed that the prisoner was about to escape from the prison. The confinement magic on the cage made by the Fire Demon King also began to emit fiery red light, which soon enveloped the paladin.

"boom!"

The two things came into contact with each other lightly, and the mouth of the bottle of resurrection began to tremble slightly. This magical creation was mysterious and abnormal, and it ignored the confinement magic of the crystal ball. Dick could feel it. The storm in it seems to have turned into a liquid, slowly "flowing" from the crystal ball into the bottle of resurrection.

When the "wind" of the last drop of liquid flowed away, the crystal ball in Dick's left hand shattered. When a cage loses its prisoner, it has no meaning to continue to exist.

And at the same moment, all the air movement that Dick saw in his eyes, heard in his ears, and felt stopped at this moment, and the yellow sand rolled up in the wind lost its propulsion and fell to the ground weakly. , In the further distance, those insects flapping their wings and flying around also fell to the ground at this moment.

The clouds in the sky also stopped in place.

The breath of the land stopped for a full second, then resumed again. The wind blows again, but this time, there is a different taste in the wind.

That's joy, that's joy, that's the smell of cheer.

After tens of thousands of years, the wind welcomed back another master of its own.

The paladin carefully held the bottle of resurrection filled with the light blue invisible liquid with both hands, tilted its mouth slightly, and sprinkled it on the hilt in front of him. The invisible liquid touched the hilt It disappeared in an instant, and instead, a special light began to shine on the unedged long sword.

The stars are dotted, like the stars in the sky.

During this process, the wind in the ears of the three people became louder and louder. Anveena curled her lips, disappeared on Jaina's shoulder in a flash, and turned into a warhammer pendant and hung on Dick's wrist again.

The spirit of the sun felt the breath of elements from the wind, which would affect her existence, and she could be regarded as a special kind of elemental body.

When the last drop of liquid fell from the bottle of resurrection, the originally crystal clear bottle also began to weather from the top, like a destroyed existence after being polished by time, the quicksand blowing from the paladin's palm along his long hair The storm rolled into the sky.

"Stand back! My human warrior!"

Sunderland's deep voice appeared from the humming long sword that had been entwined with a whole layer of storm and lightning. Dick didn't intend to show his bravery, and took Jaina and Liadrin back quickly, 300 meters away, when the three stood still.

Storm, appeared!

It was no longer invisible, or a gray storm.

But pure white, like the color of clouds, like the purest color.

The whistling wind is no longer an adjective. Dick felt the force from behind. The wind gathered in front of him, like an invisible hand, pushing him forward. The paladin thrust the brotherhood sword into the ground, It was only then that he managed to stand still in this storm that he couldn't even open his eyes.

He looked up with difficulty, and the clouds in the sky had long since disappeared, being blown away by the strong wind!

The setting sun in the distance also seemed to become distorted. It was because the air was compressed by the wind, causing the refraction of the light to be wrong, but there was no yellow sand being rolled up. Sunderland didn't need these things to show his strength, so Under his command, not a single piece of yellow sand was swept up by the howling wind.

The moment the Prince of Wind's form appeared, it swelled to a height that Dick had to look up to see. It was like the form condensed by Ragnaros in the magma lake. The circling storms were not only storms, but also The storm and lightning lingering in it are like pendants on his body.

The dense power grid gathers the storm together, forming a tornado that runs through the sky and the earth. This kind of tornado can only be seen on the sea. Now, it appears on land, and in it, a blue light appears , and then two more dazzling white rays of light.

Those were Sunderland's opened eyes.

When his figure was gathered, Dick saw Prince Feng gently waved his left hand with the silver armguard, as if it was an order, and it seemed that he turned off the button of the strong wind.

In short, at the moment when the left hand was waved, the violent wind that seemed to tear the world apart abruptly stopped.

It's not that kind of slowly disappearing, but at this moment, from the state of the storm full of attack and destructive power, it suddenly dissipates, as if it never appeared before.

The light in front of Dick's eyes calmed down, it was still the setting sun, and it was still this quiet desert, but in front of him, there was already a behemoth with a height of tens of meters.

His body is in flux all the time, his breath is the gust of wind, and his eyes are like cracks in the sky. On his right hand, the long sword that has been magnified at least ten times has been shrouded in dazzling lightning. Like a lightning scepter, on his right hand was nothing but a ring of the purest sapphire, twice the size of Dick's body, on his finger.

His face couldn't be seen, like a whirling invisible mist, only his white eyes were watching the three people in front of him, but the next moment, the white shoulder pads on Sunderland's body moved, and he turned around, Facing the gray storm barrier wrapped around Crystal Valley, he exhaled lightly.

The storm receded, and Sunderland saw the slender figure standing in Crystal Valley, and that figure looked at him again.

Aishier, Wind Kiss Elf, Sunderland, Prince of the Wind Chaser.

The story between these two people cannot be written in a thick book, but after tens of thousands of years of parting, in the place where they first met, in this valley full of beautiful crystals, they again We met once.

They were speechless, and even the eye contact was unknown. The two giant elements approached slowly, probably because the weapons in their hands were too much of a hindrance. Dick flew over, and finally, like a meteorite, stuck upside down on the ground in front of his eyes.

The wind-kissed elf also threw something towards Dick, and the wind gently handed it to Dick, and the paladin took it in his hand. It was a piece of blue crystal fragment, which was also the beginning of his adventure. Point of departure.

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo!"

Jaina opened her mouth wide and patted Dick's shoulder who was in deep thought. The paladin raised his head, and the hairs all over his body stood on end at this moment.

On the land where there were only Sunderland and Aisher, dense wind elements appeared in the sky. They floated in the air one by one, covering the entire sky, and even the light was blocked. .

There are six wind elemental lords who are the same size as Aisher or even bigger, floating in the forefront of those wind elementals. They should be the leader of the sky wall and supporters of Sunderland.

So many wind elements! This is simply a wonder that the world has never heard of!

As soon as a third, no, a quarter of them attack, everything in the land, not even the mighty Qiraji, will be torn to pieces by the winds and the desert will be turned upside down.

At the end of the paladin's eyes, in the sky, beyond the re-gathered clouds, a city covered in white clouds is looming. The storm is its background, and the thunder and lightning are its voice. It is the wall of the sky, the element The world outside the borders.

It is also the habitat of these silent wind elements, where there is another creature stronger than the wind chaser, but now Dick is not qualified to see the face of Al'Akir the wind rider.

See you in the future!

Dick held the blue crystal shard in his hand, and then heard Sunderland's voice ringing in his ears.

"I'm sorry that I can't invite you to the Kingdom of Wind now, but when the dust settles on the ownership of the wall of the sky, the palace that belongs to me will be opened for you! My human warrior can enter the sky from Uldum, but Not now! I owe you a favor! Jingfeng will remember all this, but it's time to say goodbye!"

The body of the Prince of Wind began to dissipate, and Aisher and the wind elements were also scattered in the air. Only the murderous roar of the Wind Chaser lingered on this barren land, and was finally blown into the distance by the wind.

"A hurricane never forgives! Time to recoup this debt!"

"Army of the Four Winds! Attack!"

"Target, the realm of fire!"

Huh, the breeze slapped Dick's cheeks, like a parting hug. When the phantom of the city in the sky covered in white mist disappeared, the paladin handed over the brotherhood sword to him. Liadrin.

He no longer needs this iconic and legendary weapon.

He will have a weapon more in line with his status, a weapon gifted by the future Lord of Elements, a weapon born in the purest storm.

Dick walked up to the blue-white giant sword that was as huge as a mountain and wrapped in lightning and storms, stretched out his hand, and gently stuck to the surface of the blade.

The next moment, under the sky already surrounded by night and starlight, a silver lightning flashed through the sky.

"My human hero, accept this blessing... From now on, the wind will be your weapon, from now on, the thunder and lightning will be your voice, and from now on, this sky will be your territory to fight!"

"May you have an unrepentant legend..."