Azeroth Trail of Light

"Here is the stonemason's foolishness."

Critik straddled his own monk's staff with both hands, and placed it on the back of his neck. At either end of the ornate monk's staff, there were several antique wine jars, which he was going to give A gift from my good friend, a good friend I haven't seen in ten thousand years.

Probably because he was in a good mood, this restless hozen took the initiative to introduce to Dick the stone staircase carved on the mountain wall hidden in the mist on the far mountain wall of Yongchun Terrace. Dick saw the Almost from the bottom of the foggy plank road, it extends all the way to the steps of Yongchun Terrace.

It was a breathtaking sight.

It was hard to imagine that this would come from the hands of mortals. It was almost like a ladder dug out of the mountain, like an impossible task.

"That was the challenge launched by the pandaren stonemasons to this mountain that the mogu declared could never be conquered. Before the stonemason's stupid staircase was built, it was called the Stairway of the Dead Head. Canyon, if ten people walk through here, at least nine people will lose their lives."

The Monkey King's voice became peaceful, it didn't seem like a hozen would say something, but in fact, it was, and this powerful demigod seemed to be lamenting this existence.

"You know? In my eyes, Pandaria is very boring, I was born a hozen, I like all new things, but it was the time when mogu ruled, all pleasures were forbidden, so we chose Rebellion, after victory, I thought I could be happy, but the time of happiness is always short, the world is boring again, I have been all over the world in the first half of my life, those night elves, yes, I have seen them , but they were equally boring, so I ended up going back to Pandaria until I met Shaohao."

"I have seen with my own eyes how those Pandaren stonemasons carved out this road bit by bit on this mountain. They hung themselves on the mountain with ropes, floating in the wind, dangerous, and there was fear on their faces. , but more of perseverance, they don't believe that a mountain can block their footsteps, so they challenged this mountain after the mogu, it's hard to believe, in fact, until the excavation of this ladder is completed, we I can't believe it, those mortals did it, how many lives did they pay? How much danger, I don't know, but when this road was built, I also cheered with them."

After finishing speaking, Kritik looked at Dick and said to him seriously,

"Don't underestimate mortals! Look, this road is the best proof. Things we never bother to do, things we know we can't do, they can do, so they are greater than us."

The Monkey King glanced at the road, gritted his teeth, jumped into the space, jumped back the next moment, and handed a wooden mallet that was about to rot to Dick.

"Hold it, this is one of the gavels used by the stonemasons who repaired this road back then. The Pandaren regard these things as the inheritance of will, and I regard them as the roar of mortals to this world. In short, It's a monumental thing, some people call it the Hammer of Absurdity."

Dick took it, looked at the wooden handle that had rotted over the years, and then looked up at the ladder looming in the clouds and mists.

"Then why is it called the Hammer of Absurdity? That doesn't sound like a good name."

"Because this is the name used by my people, those Buffalo people, and even the Jinyu people when they laughed at those Pandaren masons. They laughed at them as fools, but they didn't know that they were the real fools."

Kritik flicked his tail,

"So this is why ten thousand years later, the Pandaren ruled this continent. My people, and the group of guys who laughed at that year, turned into a group of wild beasts. Without the persistence of great wisdom and foolishness, there is no will to change the world. No matter how much Wisdom is just a joke."

Dick looked at Kritik playfully,

"Then did you laugh at them back then?"

The Monkey King turned around with a bared expression, "Idiot, don't ask this question!"

"Ha ha ha ha"

Dick laughed happily, and then followed the depressed Monkey King on the road to Yongchun Terrace, which was going deep into the mist. In fact, the mist before this palace was even worse than that in the Valley of Eternal Blossoms. The fog was heavier, and it seemed to be the core of all the fog in the entire continent. Walking in it, Dick could even feel the weight of the entire world pressing on him.

But he was a hero anyway, and the pressure was not a problem, so after a few minutes, he followed Kritik to the entrance of the majestic vermilion gate of Yongchun Terrace.

It can be seen that the architecture of the Pandaren has actually absorbed a lot of styles from the Mogu architecture, especially the royal architecture, which is almost in line with the luxury of the Mogu, but it does not appear so aggressive and makes people feel comfortable, but There is a special majesty, a kind of oppression that is not annoying.

Generally speaking, this is a great building. On the vermilion and golden gate, there is indeed a thick package of Titan energy as Kritik said. The four gods can definitely open this gate, but Kritik Ke didn't ask for them, but asked Dick. It seems that, except for the pandaren, the other races of Pandaria are really at odds with the four gods.

But this is not something Dick needs to pay attention to. After confirming that the energy in front of him is only used for sealing and blocking, and has no strength to fight back, he opened his left hand and placed it on the flowing sky blue The surface of the Titan's energy was like a stream of water, and the arm stretched into it, hitting the front of the gate.

The thick Titan energy that demigod Kritik couldn't help, spread out like water waves, and then faded away quickly, as if it had a life of its own, disappeared from the gap in the gate, placing the huge gate on the ground. before the eyes of Dick and Kritik.

"It's Raiden's energy. It seems that Shaohao's actions did get the guardian's attention."

Dick muttered to himself, and then saw the Monkey King push open the door impatiently. The strength of the demigod is still a mystery until now, accompanied by heavy friction With a sound, the door that had been closed for nearly ten thousand years slowly opened, revealing the gorgeous scenery in front of Dick's eyes.

It was a golden landscape, with fountains, pools, lush woods around it, as well as the gorgeous palace, and a beautiful gilded pavilion, where the mist rotated, and in the space visible to Dick's naked eyes, the mist formed a The air current, a vortex, keeps returning and dissipating.

Sure enough, this is the core of the mist in Pandaria, where Shaohao turned into the mist.

The Monkey King had already rushed in, and Dick followed him, stepping over the threshold, and the dust on the ground kept rolling up and falling down as he moved.

Ten thousand years, what a long time, the vicissitudes of life, the cycle of the world, everything seems to be different, but there is an admirable person who stays here day and night, just to protect his own people.

For this alone, Shaohao deserves Dick's respect.

Of course, there are other creatures in this palace. For example, when the gate was opened, a dragon covered in gold fell from the clouds and coiled on the platform in front, blocking the footsteps of Kritik and Dick. .

It was far more powerful than any Xianglong Dick had ever seen, and certainly not as good as Yu'lon, but it was definitely an opponent not to be underestimated. At least it would be very difficult for Dick to defeat it.

Kritik was very excited to face the roaring golden serpent, he jumped on it, trying to catch the candle dragon's beard, but he couldn't catch it, he shouted,

"Zhulong, you idiot, don't you know me? I'm Kritik, your friend!"

The Monkey King's voice was so sharp that people wanted to cover their ears, but the golden dragon, as if seeing a natural enemy, rushed up to the sky in a hurry and hid in the mist, no matter how much Kritik shouted, It just doesn't show its head, its appearance of fleeing in embarrassment, the mighty and domineering appearance when it appeared on the stage just now is completely subversive. It seems that the relationship between this candle dragon and Kritik is not as good as the Monkey King himself said.

Seeing Dick's curious eyes, Kritik was a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and explained,

"That's Candle Dragon, Shaohao's pet. When I was traveling with Shaohao, it was only... well, it was so big! A little bit, like a little loach, I played well with it, hey, stupid Egg, what does that expression mean? Don't you believe me? Do you believe I'll beat you?"

Dick hastily put away that suspicious expression, waved his hands, and coughed twice,

"Ahem, it's okay, it's okay, I didn't mean that, let's go and see Shaohao, he's right in front, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, you are right, let's go see my old friend quickly."

The expression on Hozen's face became cheerful again. He carried his monk's stick, rushed forward in three steps in two steps, and then stepped on the stairs, but was blocked again.

It was a water spirit very similar to Immersus, Lei Shi, the blue water surged behind her, almost exactly the same as Immersus at that time, this was a water spirit born in the flowing water of Yongchun Terrace, a The little guy who was so innocent that he was voted the "cutest" BOSS by the players in his previous life.

In the original history, Sha energy polluted the entire Pandaria, and even Yongchun Terrace was unavoidable. When Lei Shi saw the polluted water flow, he became panicked and tried every means to clean up the pollution, but in the end he set himself up Go in, when the player fights with her, he always screams in panic, crying while fighting, every time he kills someone, Lei Shi will say in a crying voice,

"I did not do it on purpose."

But when the player helps her remove the corrosion, she will bravely face her fate with a trace of her unique frailty and fear, and finally sacrifice herself to open the way to the Sha of Fear for the player. This weak but strong voice has become an eternal fond memory in Dick's memory. He even remembers the last words Lei Shi said before his sacrifice.

"I have to go, I can't make the water muddy anymore, would you help?"

Seeing the flowing water spirit that was much smarter than Imethus standing in front of Kritik again, Dick stretched out his hand and blocked the somewhat irritable Monkey King. He looked at the panicked Resch, and said in a soft voice,

"We're here to see Shaohao. We won't break the seal, and we won't make your water muddy. Let us go there, little Lei Shi."

"Ah! You...how do you know my name! No, I can't let you pass by. The white bearded grandfather said that no one can get close to him!"

When Lei Shi heard Dick's voice, he seemed a little flustered, but he still refused to budge. Dick had no choice but to stretch out his left hand and put it in front of her.

"Then feel it, little Lei Shi, we are not villains, in fact, we are here to help, by the way, there is a water spirit named Immersus outside, just like you, and there is another named Anveena You idiot, do you want to go out and play with them?"

Resch's arm touched Dick's left hand, and the reassuring smell from the Titan energy made her hesitate. Finally, she asked timidly,

"But... But, Grandpa White Beard said it, but you really don't look like bad guys... Can I go out to play? I haven't been outside, is there really someone who looks like me?"

Dick reached out and stroked her head,

"Of course you can, go! We'll take care of everything, you're free."

Lei Shi cheered, and rushed towards the wide open gate like a child mixed with the current. In fact, she found out when the gate of Yongchun Terrace was opened, but she was very timid, and she didn't even dare to talk to the candle. Long went to face those people together, but when Kritik rushed to the platform, she stood up bravely.

Just because she promised Shaohao would protect him, that's all.

Looking at Lei Shi's cheerful figure, Dick felt a little emotional. Didn't he come to this step just because those tragedies in history would not happen again?

Little Pamela in Darrowshire, Mograine and his son, Kael'thas, Cirvanas, etc... Isn't this the will to persevere?

His mood became very happy, and he even hummed a little tune of northern Xinjiang, and followed Kritik to the gilded pavilion shrouded in mist, where an illusory, completely composed of mist , Resch said the white-bearded pandaren was standing there, he seemed happy, waving at Kritik who was running towards him.

That was Shaohao, the hero who sacrificed himself for the life of this land and stayed alone for ten thousand years.

Dick straightened his clothes and strode toward the pavilion.

He was going to meet the legendary hero, chat with him, ask him for advice, and pay tribute to him in the most formal manner. For a hero, this was just the most basic etiquette.

And Shaohao, it was worth it for him.