Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1319 69. The most important thing before the decisive battle is naturally to divide the spoils! - Ask for a monthly pass【33】

The landing of the    Exodar spaceship made many orcs feel consternation and panic.

   They thought that the draenei were driving a spaceship to attack them. After all, as former perpetrators, they always had concerns about the draenei's revenge.

   But now is obviously not the time to do a general ledger.

   The powerful enemies facing both sides united them. Although it was only temporary, peace did indeed come when this war was about to start.

  The draenei did not disembark, not because of their arrogance, but because of practical needs.

   Ner'zhul and other leaders of the "Draenor Anti-Magic Alliance" entered the interior of the Exodar spaceship under the **** of the guards, but they did not gather in the hall, but went directly to the energy room of the spaceship.

   As I said before, these gem spaceships are from the black technology of the Naru people. They are not powered by ordinary energy. When the spaceship is running, a Naru is needed to act as a "temporary engine".

   And these pure light creatures are true energy aggregates, their special form allows them to easily charge a ship to fly.

   But only for frigates like the Exodar.

"Ark" class ships like Storm Fortress need at least six naaru to be responsible for the engine at the same time when flying at full strength, and two naaru to guide the path of the stars, which is almost all the naaru that coexist with the draenei people. The number of ru.

   This is also one of the reasons why the Draenei could only passively stay in the world of Draenor after the important spaceship Ginidal crashed in the Nagrand steppe.

  The naaru they had left were not enough to get their fleet back on the road.

   "Well, is it actually Your Excellency Adal who came out in person?"

When walking into the gem-encrusted energy room, Blake whistled and exclaimed. The golden Naru hovering over the spaceship engine in front of him was no bigger than the "Mother of Light" Zee he had seen once. Pull smaller.

   This represents the powerful Naaru in front of him, who is probably also one of the ancestor Naaru who was born in the initial period of the Great Sequence of Stars and Darkness.

   "Hello, Blake Shaw, I've heard your story from various sources, it's an honor to meet you."

   Facing Black's exclamation, the golden Nalu Adar hovering above the engine twirled his tangram-like body in a friendly manner, and expressed his kindness to the pirates with the voice of a gentle middle-aged man.

   Compared with Zera's "baby voice", this calm voice is more calming.

   This looks like a "serious naru".

   "The Council of Bishops explained the importance of this operation to Lord Adal, so Lord Adal left Shattrath City to come to Shadowmoon Valley."

  The Hunting Archbishop Ms. Neri who led the way in front of the crowd explained to everyone in a low voice:

"Lord Adal believes that the war in Shadowmoon Valley will directly determine the fate of the world of Draenor. He believes that the draenei must not be absent from this battle. The fate of the draenei has been deeply bound to this world. Together.

   The demons came after us, and the tragedy of this world has a part in us, and we owe Draenor too much. "

   "Tsk tsk, you draenei are really good at reflection."

   The pirate stretched his voice and said something.

   This sentence made Archbishop Nelli very dissatisfied. She snorted and continued to lead the way with her small tail wagging. Soon, everyone came to the front of the strange engine of the spacecraft.

   "Huh, a weird forge?"

   The fat Great Chief Reid said in surprise, and in front of them, there was a strange forge that was apparently temporarily placed here at work.

   It is powered by energy, there is no flame burning, but the high temperature is scorching, and there is an iron felt placed in front of the furnace.

   This peculiar thing made others not aware of it, but Black turned back and looked at Kael'thas, the two nodded slightly, walked out of the crowd and stood in front of the furnace, saying to others:

   "Everyone, today you are going to reveal to you a secret project that Prince Kael'thas, Prince Kael'thas, and His Excellency the Prophet Velen have been secretly advancing.

   It will be the last blessing from this world that we can get before the final battle of Draenor, and it will also be the best weapon that warriors who set foot on the battlefield can get. "

  Black said something mysterious.

   He stretched out his hand, and Prince Kael'thas raised his left finger at this moment, exposing the world ring that had been hidden with magic to everyone.

  The moment the magic used for disguise was removed, the amazing power from the arcane surged up with a heavy force to oppress everyone, and all the spellcasters who knew how to do it all exclaimed.

   And the stupid warriors were still at a loss.

   They just thought the ring on the finger of this hemp elf was pretty.

   "The All-Seeing Nissamus, the power from the heart of the world of Draenor, is the manifestation of the rules of this world in the material world, and its arcane power is comparable to that of our Sunwell.

   It is the 'mobile holy place' that all spellcasters desire. "

  Prince Kael'thas stroked his ring in an emotional tone, and introduced to everyone in front of him:

"It represents the wisdom of Draenor! It is the most powerful treasure that a world can produce, and there are five such rings in total, thanks to the guidance given by Lord Black with the power of a prophet, and then by us The best explorers in the Quel'dorei paid dearly with their lives and finally we found the knowledge to forge it.

  Draenei friends have used their connections to prepare the materials for ring forging. We have to forge the remaining four rings before the war starts, and then hand them over to the most powerful warriors among us.

   A weapon like this will definitely make the demons terrified! "

   "Yes, this is the last gift from this troubled world, and we cannot live up to the hope and confidence it gives us."

In the low voice, the Prophet Velen walked into the engine room leaning on the Staff of the Redeemer, the surrounding draenei saluted the Prophet, and behind the Prophet, the indifferent General Maraad held a delicate box .

   He walked to the forge and opened the box, which contained all kinds of precious materials collected by the draenei. There were four copies in total, all of which were precious materials for forging the World Ring.

  Maraad looked at Black and said:

   "What about the body of the ring?

  The Quel'dorei elves tell us that only the flame-gold ring, forged with the mysterious power of the sun in the heyday of the arakkoa empire thousands of years ago, can withstand the blessing of the power of the world.

  You have promised that you are responsible for this job. "

   "Blake will do what Blake claims, and the amazing Blake will never let down his friends who are looking forward to it."

  The pirate laughed and snapped his fingers.

   Miss Hisari Black Crow, who had followed him to the ruins of Tongtian Peak, walked out of the crowd and took out a small velvet pocket from her close-fitting pocket.

   In the eyes of everyone, she took out four golden and round rings from her pocket. These rings were engraved with the myths and legends of the Arakkoa Empire with crazy techniques.

   makes them look mysterious and expensive.

   This was given to her by Blake. It is said that the pirates spent a day searching for the treasure in the ruins of Tongtian Peak.

   Miss Black Crow also knew that Black found a very strange "weapon" from the ruins of Tongtian Peak, and as if he had obtained a treasure, he summoned Old Gani to personally send the wreckage of the weapon back to Azeroth overnight.

   He asked his mechanical gnome engineers to restore the ancient weapon he called "Rukma's Breath" in the shortest time possible.

   But that thing is not the focus of today's discussion.

   Miss Black Crow handed the four precious flaming gold rings to the Vindicator Commander-in-chief, and Maraad finally had a smile on his face, which was always indifferent as if the whole world owed him money.

   He took the ring and handed the material to the best draenei blacksmith.

   Several survivors of the Sacred Relic Society were also invited to provide guidance and assistance to the draenei craftsmen based on their experience of forging the "All-Seeing Nisamus".

   "Okay, everyone. It takes time to forge the ring, and the part of infusing the power of the world. After that part is completed, you can get your own weapons.

   And now, we have more important topics to discuss.”

  Blake clapped his hands and attracted everyone's attention. He said in a serious tone:

   "How on earth should we divide these five rings? What I want to tell you is that they are the only world artifact forged, in the past, present and future, only these five rings will exist, and there will be no more!

   And even the most powerful life can only wear one per person. "

   "Quel'Thalas out of competition!"

  Prince Kael'thas immediately took a step back and announced:

   "We already have the omniscient, we can no longer greedily pursue more, such sacred objects can shelter civilization and thrive, but taking too much is just a way to die."

   This is a suggestion and a warning.

   "Whatever you divide, the draenei must have one of them."

   Wearing chain armor, holding her arms, and wagging her cute little tail, Ms. Draenei, the Archbishop, also said:

   "This is an agreement between me and Black, we provided raw materials, a forging site, and invited Lord Naru Adar to help in the forging process.

   This is what we deserve!

   Do you have any opinions? "

   Archbishop Neri looked at the others, and everyone nodded.

   There is nothing wrong with that.

   "The question is which one do you want? The rules of the power of the world have their own powers, and you can only choose one of the paths. This is the rule and constraint of power."

  Black shrugged and asked:

"You want Sorassus, the heart of rock, who represents endless power? Or Malus, the blood drinker who represents supreme agility, specially prepared for assassins and avengers? Or the immovable who can provide endless defense and protect all things Sacitus?

  I see that you draenei have the best priest among the stars, Lord Velen, so you might as well choose Yserarus the Eternal who can heal everything.

   This one is really for you guys. "

   "No! We don't want that."

  Maraad glanced at the Prophet Velen, who nodded to him, so the Vindicator Commander said in a deep voice:

   "We draenei are not warlike.

  Every attack we make is to protect ourselves and the people, we are taught by the Holy Light to have a kind heart, but we also don't want another disaster to befall our innocent people.

  Therefore, the draenei choose 'Saktus the Unmoved'! We don't want to lose anything, we want to walk the way of protection! "

   "Very good, you chose the most useless one."

  Black said something maliciously.

   But he had no intention of changing the draenei's choice, and looked at the others in front of him. The kaldorei elves and humans still have to face, although they also want it, but they are restrained.

   But our Warchief Red is notoriously shameless, so he pushed away the people in front of him and shouted:

   "Draenor is home to the orcs, we."

   "You still have the face to say that this is your hometown. Look what you have done to your hometown?"

   Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Archbishop Neri's sarcastic tone. Draenei Royal Sister sarcastically said:

   "You are indeed the sons born in the world of Draenor, but you smashed your home into what it is now, you are the real rebels!

   Instead, we draenei, a child picked up by the world of Draenor, have been working hard to protect it.

  If the world could speak, she would definitely scold you and kick you out of the house. "

   The shameless Warchief Reid, who choked on this sentence, has nothing to say. What he said is the truth, what can he do?

   This is not a problem that can be solved by shameless.

   And this scene shows the importance of the elderly.

  When Reid was embarrassed, Ner'zhul, who had not spoken, coughed. The old orc leaned on his Shadowmoon Bone Staff, and he said in a low voice:

   "Because we orcs have done unforgivable wrongs to our homeland, we need more fearless efforts to make up for the mistakes we made.

   We will sincerely ask for forgiveness from our homeland and become the true defenders of the world of Draenor from now on. The mistakes of the past inspire us, spur us, and make us a better version of ourselves.

   Orcs worship power!

  We who have made mistakes no longer desire revenge and killing.

   So we choose Thorassus, the Heart of Rock, and we will give it to our most valiant Supreme Warrior, so that he may represent us and the world, and repel any enemy that seeks to destroy Draenor! "

   "Very good! You made the right choice."

  Black raised his eyebrows and said:

"Although Draenei friends are very reluctant, they also have to admit Red's bad statement that the orcs are indeed the third civilization born in the Draenor world after the Raven Man Empire and the Ogre Empire. With the first two civilizations destroyed, the orcs can call themselves the children of the world.

   They have the right to receive the gift of the mother of the world.

   The next power of revenge and healing must be a choice between Kaldorei and humans. "

   "We want the cure!"

After    Knight Turalyon discussed with the two archmages, he put forward his own opinion. As a result, Black scoffed, the pirate pointed at his head with a sneer, and said:

   "With me here, it's your turn to represent human civilization! You paladins and mages really don't have any self-awareness, so go away.

  I choose the power of vengeance 'Blood Drinker Malus' on behalf of mankind. "

  Black snorted, looked at Hisari Crow and the Silent Deerhelm, and announced:

   "Then the last 'Yserarus the Eternal' will belong to the Kaldorei, do you have any opinion?"

   "The way of the Druids respects natural healing."

  Deer Helm nodded and said:

   "We're happy with the result, but I also know that choosing the Ring means staying on Draenor and fighting for its redemption and recovery, so it's not for everyone.

   After all we also have our world to fight for, we have to”

   Having said this, Deer Helm suddenly stopped, he frowned and looked at the smiling Blake, he suddenly realized that Blake left the Healing Ring to the Kaldorei was not a random choice.

   He has his own arrangements in it.

   "This is far from the world tree Nordrassil, my dear Deerhelm."

   Black said softly:

   "But it's pretty close to the world of death."

  Old Deer Helm's eyes lit up, he coughed twice, turned back to Black Crow and Hamuul and said in a low voice:

   "I will control this world ring, are you okay with it?"

   "But that means you're staying in Draenor"

   Hamuul wagged his tail and said:

   "The cult will probably not agree. Your existence is too important to the Cenarion cult, why don't you ask Lord Malfurion and the King of the Forest?"

   "No need!"

The stubborn side of the    Deer Helmet showed again, he looked at the sun-flame gold ring being smelted by the draenei craftsman in the forge, and he said in a decisive tone:

   "They will understand, I choose to stay here"

   "Good for everyone."

   (end of this chapter)