Menethil's Power

Chapter 533 Purple and Orange

Korrut is the strongest warrior in the Valley of the Spears, whose strength even the spirits of the ancestors would marvel at. As a foal, he was able to hunt a full-grown kodo alone, and when he was an adult, he His bravery spread throughout Desolace, making the other four centaur tribes realize that the Maraudine tribe was the Mother Goddess' favorite.

There is no harmony within the centaur, and divisions and struggles are constantly staged as the overall group grows. Among the several divided tribes, if the strength is insufficient, they can only leave Desolace to compete with other races for survival resources. Others survived in other parts of Desolace, and only the strongest and noblest centaurs could guard the Earth Mother around Maraudon.

They called themselves Maraudie.

The Maraudi tribe, and all the other centaurs, desperately longed for the favor of their mother god, but no matter what the priests tried, their mother earth never responded, until a few months ago.

Some strange two-legged people broke into Maraudi's territory. They miraculously gained the trust of Khan Hrusa and entered Maraudon, which was regarded as a holy place by centaurs. Soon after, the land did not respond for a long time. The mother finally sent instructions, asking her sons to gather together to drive away the "unclean" creatures.

The centaurs rejoiced, and the five major clans united miraculously, eliminated the demons entrenched in the southeast, defeated Red's Twilight's Hammer, and then marched towards the tribal territory. Thrall just arrived in Kali Mudoshi helped the tauren migrate out of Desolace, so the green-skinned orcs were also enemies in the eyes of the centaur.

It's not that no one has noticed that the instructions of the Mother God are likely to be related to those aliens who entered Maraudon. Korrut was one of them, but he didn't think too much about it. It is disrespectful to question the will of the Mother of the Earth, let What's more, it was other tribes who charged and sacrificed on the front line, and the Maraudine tribe still shouldered the heavy responsibility of guarding Maraudon.

The will of the Mother Earth made the centaurs brave and fearless. When the warriors of those clans were exhausted, the Maraudi warriors could easily take over their land, their food, their wives and daughters.

So Korrut is in a good mood, he is not the kind of muscular brash, which can be said to be quite rare among centaurs, so he can understand and agree with Khan Hrusa's plan, Maraudi was originally It should be the leader of the entire centaur race.

But when the black warship appeared over the Valley of the Spears, Korrut panicked as much as the youngest foal.

What the hell is that?Korrut had only seen birds and clouds in the sky before, what kind of existence could suspend such a large iron mountain?
If it is invaded by enemies on the ground, even the oldest old man and the youngest horse in the Maraudi tribe can pick up a spear and fight, but no one knows how to do it now, not even Heru. Sa Khan only pretended to be calm, and he called nearly half of Maraudi's fighters to his side, as if they didn't need to be afraid of the piece of steel in the air because of their numbers.

Then a deadly flame fell from the sky.

It was like a rain, but the "raindrops" were extremely bright, with high temperature, and could penetrate any shield, armor, and centaur's body, leaving only scorched holes, and the soldiers fell like wheat. And they couldn't fight back until they died, because the enemy was an iron ship flying in the sky.

Compared with this "rain", the thunder summoned by the most powerful windcaller in the tribe seems like a cheap trick.

Even Hrusa Khan was not spared. The so-called gift and protection of the Mother Earth seemed like a joke. There was indeed a white rock shield above this Khan, so those "raindrops" gathered and scattered the raindrops. "Guardian of the Mother Earth" shattered, turning Maraudi's Khan into charred pieces of meat.

The smell of cooked meat made Korrut feel sick. Although the centaurs were ferocious by nature, they hadn't reached the point of eating their own kind.

Sparse arrows flew up, which was the only counterattack the centaurs had, but they all fell powerlessly in mid-air—even though they were natural archers, the strength of handmade bows and arrows was really limited.

The initial fear subsided, and anger began to brew in Korrut's chest. He was ashamed of his previous fear, especially when he saw that the elegant and beautiful priests were all gone, He let out a furious roar.

"For Khan!"

Although Khan was already confused, he still yelled habitually. The bow and arrow in his hand had proved useless. He picked up a spear casually, his muscles tensed, and his eyes seemed to be burning with flames. At this moment, he Feeling that the dead souls of his ancestors gave him strength, the horse's hooves trampled heavily on the ground, and he ran, throwing the spear with all his strength.

Then fell into the light rain.

Like a shooting star, this unwilling and resentful spear unexpectedly overcame the force of gravity, hitting the bottom armor of the Hyperion, and bounced off with a "bang", without even a scratch. Not left.

This was the only attack on the Hyperion by the Maraudine tribe.

No one on the ship felt anything about the centaur warrior's desperate blow, and they each carried out their own work. It is not an easy task to maintain such a huge ship.

From the holographic image on the command platform, Isaacs naturally also saw the massacre below. He was not surprised. The overall strength of the Hyperion even surpassed that of Vidikar who attacked Argus in the original timeline. Compared with the Burning Legion, the Centaur race, which is almost still in the primitive society, is undoubtedly very weak. After all, their race has been born for less than a thousand years. This is probably the youngest race in Azeroth.

No need to use the main guns, just the battery of the bow part of the ship can cause a devastating blow to the Maraudine tribe, and the surviving centaurs soon discovered that as long as they stay away from Maraudon, that kind of destruction The rain of sexual light would not have fallen upon them.

Between faith and life, their choice is naturally not wrong.

The surrounding area of ​​Maraudon was cleared, Isaacs nodded to Maitre, and the young captain ordered to stop the bombardment. Isaacs greeted Lunara, and the two returned to the previous switch room. The light is transmitted to the ground.

After the turnaround was completed, the Hyperion also began to turn around. This battleship still needs to be continuously modified, tested, and upgraded. At least now it cannot be used as Isaacs' special car for a long time, and Matt still needs to return to Lordain Ren informed Terenas and Alsace of the peace talks with the Horde and Isaacs' arrangements for it.

The ground was scorched black, and there were centaur corpses scattered around, Lunara frowned, "This kind of killing...is too much," she said.

"This is the most direct way." Isaacs shrugged, "These centaurs are cruel and violent, and they cannot negotiate with them, and they will inevitably refuse our request to enter Maraudon. Since we must fight, why not It would have been more time-saving for the Berlian to attack directly."

Lunara shook her head lightly, obviously she was not convinced, this kind of massacre with the absolute advantage of weapons is really incompatible with the way of nature.

But she didn't say anything after all, she was just a little displeased with Isaacs' behavior, but her attention was still shifted to the heavy stone door of Maraudon.

Isaacs smiled slightly. He knew he should be the enemy of the centaurs now, but who cares?The only ones that centaurs can threaten are those tauren who live by herding Kodo beasts and are very afraid of looting.

There was a thick stone door at the entrance of Maraudon's underground palace, but it didn't need any special means to open it. The door opening mechanism was on the side, and Isaacs quickly found it.

The stone gate is an empty stone room, with a gloomy brazier on the stone wall for lighting, and a rough-cut staircase leading to the dark place below.

Lunara stopped in her tracks, "This...is the breath of a dream, but it feels so strange..."

Isaacs nodded. He can also enter the Emerald Dream, so he is familiar with this feeling.

"It seems that Zaerta should be here. I feel that he is already in danger..." Lunara stopped talking, and she wanted to walk up the stairs directly, her footsteps were a little urgent.

Isaacs followed closely.

The wind is blowing, and at the end of the stairs is a slowly descending passage. There will be a brazier for lighting every long distance, and the burning in it does not look like charcoal and grease.

Lunara's deer hooves stepped on the ground and made a crisp sound. The darkness seemed to be moving, and an illusory centaur warrior was condensed. It suddenly attacked Lunara, and the piercing howl made people tremble.

The dryad's reaction was quick, and as soon as it made a dodging movement, this illusory centaur ghost suddenly burned with platinum flames, and its violent roar turned into a mournful howl.

This is obviously Isaacs shot.

The centaur ghost burned out quickly, and its last essence caused the burning holy flame to explode, and the surroundings of Lunara were instantly bright as day, and at the same time, there were several screams, which were the few who hadn't The centaur ghost who revealed his figure also began to burn after touching the shock wave generated by the explosion.

Possessing the Holy Flame ability of Brilliant Chen and endless Holy Light energy, it is not difficult for Isaacs to imitate his friend Kael'thas's signature spell active bomb.The holy flame uses the essence of the soul as fuel, and can ignite other ghosts in the range in the final sacrificial explosion.

"Interesting, these centaur ghosts are not based on death or shadows." He said to the dryad.

I don't feel very grateful for his rescue of Lunara. Although she is not very good at souls, these low-level ghosts are unlikely to hurt her. The dryad focuses on what Isaacs said, "Yes Yes, they exist because of the power of dreams."

Her complexion is not very good.

The Emerald Dream can preserve the soul, but the soul accepted by the dream must be peaceful, never like a ghost, and all the reasons are obviously in the depths of Maraudon.

They continued to move forward, and the number of centaur ghosts in this passage seemed to be very dense, so Isaacs' "living bomb" was not cut off at all, and it was constantly ignited, detonated, ignited, and detonated. The two watched the fireworks all the way, just like this In another wide stone chamber.

Lunara is no stranger to Isaacs' fighting power. There is still a bright "torch" in the stone room at this time - the centaur soul body ignited by the living bomb. His size is much larger than those ghosts before. Less, so it burns very vigorously.

"This should be the soul of a khan, maybe it's one of the ancestors of the centaur." Isaacs scratched his head. "He should know something, but unfortunately the burn is too high to save."

This is a small mistake, but it is harmless, he knows what he should know, but he needs to let Lunara reveal the secret slowly.

The Dryad closed his eyes slightly at this time, as if he was perceiving something, "It's so twisted and evil, how could the Emerald Dream here be corrupted like this?"

She opened her eyes, her emerald green pupils were full of anger.

"It is absolutely impossible for Zaetar to allow the Emerald Dream to become like this! Someone must have stolen his power..."

"Perhaps Zaetar himself has fallen..." Isaacs raised another, more terrifying possibility, but of course this is not the case.

This added fuel to the fire undoubtedly made Lunara more anxious. She looked at the fork in front of her, and there was purple light coming through one channel, while the other was orange light.

"There is a distorted and chaotic atmosphere coming from these two passages. Without further ado, we must act separately." She said decisively.

"Separate?" Isaacs was taken aback.

He is confident that no matter which entrance he enters from, he can reach the final destination, because Azeroth has no secrets for bronze dragons, but obviously this cannot be explained to the dryad, so he can only agree with Lunara Such a sound plan.

"After all, there is still a certain danger here. Even if we are separated, we should ensure that we can take care of each other." He suggested.

This is a reasonable suggestion. Lunara nodded, and took out two leaves from somewhere. Isaacs noticed that the shape was similar to that used by the dryad to cover the pair of plump leaves. Could it be...

cough cough...

Of course Lunara didn't know what Isaacs was thinking, she handed one of the pieces to Isaacs, "If you encounter any threat, just tear it up, my piece will turn red, and I can sense you position, and vice versa."

Isaacs nodded in understanding.

"Then, I'll take the purple passage, and you go to the orange." Lunara assigned their respective tasks.

Before turning around to leave, Isaacs pointed lightly, and a faint rune landed on Lunara's fragrant shoulder. This is a mark of time and space, which is extremely difficult to be detected. Its exact location can be perceived in time.

Just relying on two leaves is not safe.

(End of this chapter)