Azeroth Trail of Light

It didn't take long for Dick and Velen to talk, and they confirmed each other's ally status with almost a few words.

With the identity of the spokesperson of the Holy Light, the credibility of each other is extremely high.

And Velen was busy cleaning up the mess after the fall. The prophet said that after he finished dealing with the things that made the entire Exodar a little bit battered, he took the initiative to go to Dick to discuss the next things, and Dick also said that he would call a team as soon as possible. Batch the supplies the draenei need to reach Azuremyst Isle.

In this regard, Velen did not refuse, he called another leader of the Exodar, Shaman Nobundo, and asked him to take Dick to rest.

Except for the recurved hooves similar to demons, the tail on the back, and the tentacles on the chin, ordinary draenei are not much different from humans, but the shaman who was summoned here has Almost nothing like the draenei Jaina had just met.

He wears a gray hood made of magic patterns. His body is much lower than that of ordinary Draenei men, and he is about the same height as Dick. Moreover, the atrophy and deformity of his limbs can be seen with the naked eye. The most terrifying thing is his face. The facial features of the draenei can still be vaguely seen, but the face is elongated and the nose is smaller. Except for the eyes that have not changed, everything else seems to be distorted.

His tentacles are also slightly deformed, and he looks like a poor man who has been tortured.

However, Jaina noticed that the prophet Velen, a powerful and mysterious priest, treated the shaman very friendly, as if the two were old friends for many years.

Jaina held Dick's hand and looked curiously at the shaman Nobundo, who looked completely different from ordinary draenei. This look was somewhat impolite, but Nobundo was a very kind person, he did not Concerned about Jaina's gaze, he gently stretched out his hand, motioning for Dick to come with him.

"Will the shaman of the draenei become different from their commoners?"

Jaina asked in a low voice, Dick shook his head, and replied in the same low voice,

"No, it's not. Elder Nobundo is a Broken One. Although he still belongs to the Draenei, his appearance is different from them."

"The Breaker?"

The mage lady was as curious as ever, and the paladin was about to explain, but Nobundo, who was leading the way, suddenly spoke, and replied in a non-standard common language,

"The Broken One is the Draenei whose will has been crushed by demon power, human lady, the magic energy entangles our body, twisting our body into this appearance, in fact, even among our compatriots In my eyes, we are also cursed."

The shaman's tone was very flat, but whether it was Dick or Jaina, they could hear a trace of sadness flowing from the bottom of their hearts. Jaina fell silent and held Dick's arm even harder. The paladin responded,

"Azeroth also has many famous shamans. In this world, this is a noble inheritance. Only those with noble souls can feel the whispers of the spirits of the elements. Mr. Nobundo, I believe you will find many like-minded people here friend."

While talking, Dick suddenly remembered another thing. He organized his language and asked softly,

"Actually, I have been to the Swamp of Sorrows, which is a lost land very close to the Dark Portal. There seem to be some Broken Ones there, and it is said that they have lived there for decades, or even longer."

"That's normal, Dick Knight."

Nobundo still didn't look back, he held a wooden staff full of elemental power in his hand,

"As early as 1,000 years ago, the Draenei migrated to the broken world called Draenor under the pursuit of the Burning Legion. For more than 900 years, we lived in peace with the orcs until they were tempted by demons. We waged a war, and the war on Draenor lasted for many years. Although in your history, the portal connecting the two worlds was opened more than ten years ago, in fact, it existed there a long time ago. With the spatial rift that has already formed, it is normal for the Broken to be accidentally involved."

The old senior shaman paused, then sighed,

"Those poor people have probably lost their persistence in hope. The broken ones who have fallen will soon be transformed into real monsters by magic energy. They and us are already two kinds of creatures."

After Nobundo's words, the atmosphere among the three became a little low, and no one talked again until a few minutes later, Nobundo led Dick and Jaina to a spiral downward staircase The entrance, and then made a "please" gesture.

"There is a naaru in the Exodar, and we heard a name from its whisper, Volos, so I call that noble and pure being by this name, Velen told me to take you Come to the Seat of Light, maybe Volos has something to say to you."

Dick was stunned for a moment. He knew that there was a blue Naaru in the Seat of Light in the Exodar, but he didn't expect that he would have any relationship with this taciturn Naaru. However, since Velen ordered Yes, he felt that it was necessary for him to meet this mysterious naaru.

In Dick's memory, when the Burning Legion attacked Azeroth for the third time, the mysterious Legion of Light passed to Azeroth an artifact called the Heart of Light, which is said to contain the power to defeat the Burning Legion. However, only Volos can decipher this artifact. From this point of view, this taciturn Naru is definitely not a simple character.

Dick stepped forward, and Jaina wanted to keep up, but found that Dick could easily walk into the stairs in front of her, but she couldn't. An invisible barrier prevented her from entering, Nobundo explained ,

"Volos is a special existence in the Exodar. Only those who are allowed by it can freely enter the Seat of Light. Most of them are paladins who use the Holy Light to fight. We call them Holy Light Chosen, ma'am, obviously You don't have Volos' permission, so wait patiently, Dick Knight will come out soon."

The paladin also realized this, he turned his head and smiled at Jaina, waved his hand, and signaled Miss Mage not to worry, he will come out soon.

After Dick's figure entered the Seat of Light, Jaina looked curiously at the energy tubes of the spaceship above her head and the crystals everywhere in the surrounding halls, and finally said,

"Master Nobundo, if possible, I would like to hear the story of the Draenei."

Nobundo, who was standing on the side meditating, was awakened. He glanced at Jaina in surprise. In the mortal race, it is rare to see such a woman who is not afraid of the terrifying appearance of the Broken. However, he pondered for a moment, or nodded,

"That's a long story."

"It's okay, master, I'm a mage, and we are all interested in these stories."

Dick walked alone in the quiet Seat of Holy Light. It could be seen that the draenei worshiped the naaru named Volos in their hearts. They carefully arranged this small hall. When bathed in When Volos in the holy light came into Dick's eyes, the paladin felt the perception he had when facing Muru.

The holy energy in the whole body is in an active state, but it does not deviate from Dick's control. Obviously, this is because the holy energy in Dick's body that has reached the MAX resonates with the Naru in front of him.

Dick heard the sound of the hymn from the holy light bathed around his body. Although he couldn't understand the singing, it lifted his spirit uncontrollably.

Like Muru's body, Volos' body is in the shape of a luminous jigsaw puzzle. There is a shining light in the center of the body. Unlike Muru's body that exudes purple light, Volos' body is blue. The color is like the most beautiful and delicate crystal.

"Come Dick"

Volos' voice sounded in Dick's heart. The paladin took a few steps forward and stood under Volos. The naaru kept spinning his body amidst the singing, but no matter from which direction you looked, Volos All bodies are presented frontally.

This is a creature that transcends the three-dimensional world.

Dick even suspected that what he saw in front of his eyes was just the projection of Naaru in this world.

"I feel...you have doubts in your mind."

Volos' voice became clearer, Dick thought for a while, and then said,

"Great Volos, I have met Muru once, I am very curious why you sent the draenei to Azeroth, I think you also know that Illidan is also fighting against demons, although he The methods are too drastic, but if you can cooperate, you can completely keep the Burning Legion from the broken Draenor."

"Because the will of the Holy Light of Elune tells us that Elune is the real hope. She has enough potential to grow up to the level of fighting against Sargeras, but she needs time and the power to protect her. Before becoming stronger, the power of this world is not enough. Draenei is the firewood added to it."

Volos told Dick the reason very directly. This conjecture was also among Dick's original conjectures. The specialness of Star Soul Elune has been proved more than once, whether it is the destruction of the Burning Legion or Norgannon's deliberate destruction. The arrangements left on this planet have already proved this point.

Dick nodded, and he said,

"So great Volos, is there anything I should do?"

A soothing jingle came to Dick's ears, probably the Naaru was thinking. He waited patiently, and after a few minutes, Volos' voice sounded again.

"I can't give you a direction. A higher level of power covers you. Go forward bravely. The will of my lord will reappear in your body. Come forward, the spokesperson of the Titan and the Holy Light."

Hearing this, Dick strode forward and almost stood under Volos' huge body. He looked up, and the surrounding light was not dazzling, but during the rotation of Naru, a broken crystal shot out from his body. It slowly floated down, and finally floated in front of Dick's eyes.

"This is Narutoure, the remains of one of our oldest and bravest warriors. He used his own existence to repel a terrible enemy and preserve the existence of a star field. People chant his name." , His fragments were handed over to countless races to shelter them and guide them to light and hope."

"Take it, Dick, and give it to someone who deserves it."

The paladin stretched out his hand, and lightly held the fragment in front of him, which was tumbling in the holy light. It was cold and cold, but from this crystal, he felt a trace of power that calmed his mind, and He Wo The same music that surrounds Rose's body, it's a hymn.

Dick knew what the crystal in his hand was.

This is one of the priest's three artifacts, an artifact exclusive to the holy priest, the Toure Naru Beacon, derived from the fragments of the oldest Naru Toure.

When the oldest and most powerful naaru fell into the clutches of the void lord Mendisius the Devourer of Worlds in the mysterious world named Kakola, he resolutely detonated himself, and the infinite holy light instantly exploded. In a short time, the shadow that shrouded the world of Kakola was dispelled, and the powerful Void Lord was resealed in the void.

That was a rare victory for order creatures against the forces of chaos.

Dick put the crystal into his storage ring. The priest's artifact did not respond to his touch. Obviously, what it needed was a real priest.

But no matter what, this gift from Velen and Naaru is precious enough, it can create a powerful warrior of the Holy Light in a short period of time, and Dick has no reason to refuse it.

"Go, Dick, go, the darkest hour is yet to come, we still have to endure."