In the secret chamber of the heart of Silithus, the diamond dwarf Muradin stood in front of the running Titan instrument with a worried look on his face. He asked in a low voice:
"Last night, I heard the voice coming from the core of the world again. Did you feel the pain of the world?"
As Muradin's voice sounded in the secret chamber, a moon-like light hovered above the Titan instrument, and Elune's gentle voice came from the light:
"No, my spokesman, that is not pain."
"The cracks in the core of the world do sting slightly, but it's not enough to scare me."
There was a hint of sunshine in the World Spirit's tone, and she said to her spokesperson in an exciting voice:
"I have felt that every day, the world that has been freed from diseases is recovering. I can also clearly feel the recovery of the world. Civilization, the perception of living things, and the dreams of all things have never been so clearly presented to me. I'm recovering in front of you, Muradin, don't worry."
"This is an excellent thing."
The spokesperson, who was originally a little worried, put down his inner worries after hearing the words of the star spirit. He stood respectfully in front of the phantom of the world spirit and said:
"So you called me here today because there is something important that I need to do?"
"Yes, Muradin."
Elune's illusion nodded, and in the moonshade where her face could not be seen clearly, she said in a serious tone:
"Last night, I heard a cry of pain from outside the world. It was one of my brothers."
"Another Titan?"
Muradin's eyes widened. For a moment, he thought of Sargeras, but that was not the case.
"It's Argus!"
The World Spirit raised his head. Although the Chamber of Hearts was located under the great desert, the thick earth and quicksand could not block Elune's gaze. She could see the stars outside the world, as well as the outer layers of the world of Azeroth. The dark green star in orbit, she said:
"In the core of the world of Argus, there is also a world spirit sleeping. He has matured, but he has been twisted by the power of the Dark Titan and cannot be truly free. I also foresaw my ancient brothers, the Pantheon's Titan Souls, they are in the Burning Throne of Argus."
"Muradin, go to Argus. You will serve as the carrier of my will and enter that corrupted world. I want to see the sleeping Argus and my brothers."
"No problem, Lord Elune."
The diamond dwarf nodded without any hesitation:
"The Holy Light Legion and the Draenei have established a permanent advance base in the world of Argus. I will set off immediately. In a few days, I will reach the world of evil energy. But with all due respect, Lord Elune, It is very dangerous to communicate with a corrupted Titan so rashly. Maybe, maybe you should inform the dead monarch to accompany you."
"No, he has his own things to do."
Elune was silent for a moment and said:
"I also have my destiny to fulfill, go ahead, Muradin, don't attract too much attention and go to that world alone."
"Okay, I will follow your wishes."
The advance base that Muradin mentioned was actually the base camp of the Kroku clan that lived on the Krokuun Plain. It was a large crack that ran through the southern part of the Demon Krokuun Plain. There were many caves and tunnels. Those who landed here
The Holy Light Legion quickly built a large base here with the help of resources from Azeroth.
They also built advance bases in the Mac'Aree Plains and the Antoran Wasteland, and they relied on a crystal teleporter called the "Holy Light Beacon" to link to each other.
That is one of the most important legacies left to the Holy Light Legion by Zera, the Mother of Holy Light. She uses the gem magic of the ancient Eredar people and Holy Light magic to achieve fast and swift transmission, while the Holy Light Legion and Delai
The Ni people also built beacons in several important cities in the world of Azeroth. At the same time, with the help of the World Civilization Alliance Command, they recruited enough outstanding warriors throughout Azeroth to deal with the problem.
Demonic uprising across the world of Argus.
These warriors are called the "Vanguard Army", and they are mostly scouts from neutral organizations and several large forces, as well as some outstanding adventurers from the private sector.
"Shua"
Muradin, wearing armor and carrying a war hammer, disguised as a vanguard soldier, walked out of the Holy Light Beacon. Beside him, the new recruits of the vanguard army who set foot on the land of Argus for the first time were chattering among themselves.
The diamond dwarves listened to some news about this world without saying a word. Most of the exchanges between these recruits were insignificant gossip.
"Hey, have you heard? Johnny, the luckiest adventurer, found an ancient treasure in the ruins of Mac'Aree's Seat of Archons, sold it for a large sum of money, and then became rich!"
"There is also the injured Paladin Marcus, and some interesting things happened with the beautiful Dr. Delaney. I don't know when Mr. Marcus's next book will be released. I
But a loyal fan.”
"I also want to have a story with my little sister! I also dig for treasures! Ah, jealousy and poverty make me full of courage."
"Hey, rookies, don't be too optimistic. Some time ago, the unlucky Orff was surrounded by demons during an operation. I heard that more than a dozen people in his team died. In the end, he relied on some new weapon to survive.
By surviving, I mean, it's dangerous here, so you better watch what's in your crotch or you won't be able to use it anytime soon."
These chattering news made Muradin couldn't help but curl his lips. These recruits always fantasize about the magnificence of war, but ignore the horror of war. Many people dream of becoming legends in the new era, but to be honest, among 100 people,
, after the war is over, it will be good if 10 of them survive.
"However, what they said in the end should be true."
Muradin looked around, and he quietly left the group of recruits and walked towards the depths of the base.
I heard that in recent times, the Federation, the Empire, and the Draenei have developed many new weapons made using the mysterious Azerite. Those weapons may have design flaws, but they are so powerful that they cannot be used in Azeroth.
After the final test, they were all sent to the world of Argus.
Although the appearance of Azerite is still a secret in the world, under the gaze of the dwarves, the dozen or so heavy cannons placed on the city wall are all shining with faint Azerite light. This shows that these heavy cannons are
Cannonballs containing the power of Azerite have been fired, and power armor from the Federation is patrolling the city walls. The heavy firearms in their hands also have a faint aura of Azerite. It is obvious that this world has been destroyed by those leaders.
Used as a weapons testing ground.
Anyway, the world is almost destroyed, there are wastelands everywhere, and there are demons everywhere. Even if something happens to these new weapons, it won't cause much trouble.
"This place has been completely fortified, and it seems that they plan to continue to fortify it."
The diamond dwarf looked at the base in front of him. The stone cave where the Croku clan lived was covered with rune fragments of a large defensive barrier. In front of the base, there was a thick wall made with elemental magic. Around this large tunnel,
Even deep in the earth beneath Muradin's feet, shamans from the Ring of the Earth are constantly reinforcing the naturally formed mountain walls and valleys, making Krokuun's advance base even more indestructible.
In the valley behind the base, there are several new reconnaissance combat aircraft parked on the ground leveled by the shamans. Many dwarfs and goblin craftsmen are busy next to the "big birds" made of steel. These short men use weird
The machine loaded heavy aerial bombs into the launchers of the combat skills. The dwarf pilots of the Wildhammer clan, wearing goggles and flight jackets, sat drinking and chatting.
Farther away, around the tarmac, a dozen land battle tanks painted in dark green were parked there, their muzzles exuding cold wind pointed slantingly at the sky, like sharp steel blades.
, more land battle tanks have accompanied the soldiers of the vanguard army deep into the depths of the three lands, continuing to expel the leaderless demons wandering in the land of Argus.
"These are tanks driven by new crude oil engines. It seems that they have really spent a lot of money."
Muradin curled his lips. As an orthodox Bronzebeard dwarf, he didn't like these steel behemoths that were powered by crude oil. Although after changing to "eat" oil, the land battle tanks were more powerful and could carry more weapons.
There were more, but this still failed to impress the stubborn dwarves.
"The spirit of the world is above, but only tanks using steam engines have souls! These are just complete killing machines."
The diamond dwarf snorted inwardly. He turned to look at the sky. Several starships from Azeroth were suspended there. Under the sunlight of this galaxy, huge shadows were cast on Krokuun.
The ground was like mountains suspended in the air, full of oppression, which also made the atmosphere of Krokuun Vanguard Base become solemn and majestic.
Although Azeroth's aviation forces may not have mastered the true tactics of starships, when used in defensive warfare, they only need to learn to open the shield, aim the main gun at the demons, and finally fire. This is very easy.
Simple.
"As long as the demon fleet doesn't attack with all its strength, this base will have great advantages against any enemy."
The dwarf finally looked back at the valley outside the base to see if there was a training ground for new recruits and the vanguard recruits who were undergoing training. Then he turned and walked into the hall of the base, which is a large underground tunnel.
The hall, connected to the ground by a spiral staircase, is full of the atmosphere of a secret war.
The logistics staff and commanders of the forward base work here. Orders are issued from here to direct the vanguard soldiers to siege the city in the world of Argus. There is also a mission board for adventurers, because adventurers
They are always used to doing their own thing, and it is difficult to cooperate with the regular army. Therefore, the vanguard commanders use these adventurers as scouts.
They will issue some simple reconnaissance missions for ordinary adventurers, or bounty missions for high-level adventurers to assassinate some specific targets, as well as group missions for adventurers, often to clean up a place full of
The devil's space rift, or simply allows adventurers to destroy a devil's camp.
Muradin squeezed into the crowd in the mercenary hall. Amidst the noisy shouts of the adventurers, he carefully browsed the tasks on the task board. These tasks were divided into categories. Most of them were issued by the Vanguard Army Command, and some
Collection missions from the Croku clan, as well as some reconnaissance and escort missions from the Legion of Light.
Probably because they have to take risks in dangerous war zones, the rewards for these tasks are very generous. In addition to the rewards of large amounts of gold coins, wealthy forces such as Dalaran or the Vanguard will also give rewards in kind, some of which are
Magic items, some of which are precious magic materials, will be provided by the Croku clan that still insists on this land. They will provide some special supplies produced locally, and even rent or sell their domesticated Tabu sheep.
Tens of thousands of years of climate and environmental changes in the world of Argus have made it difficult for the beasts to adapt to the means of transportation from outside Azeroth. Moreover, the mountainous terrain here is covered with evil energy, and there are only local towers.
The cloth sheep can carry the adventurers to escape or charge quickly when the devil is chasing them. The Croku clan has made a lot of money by selling the tabu sheep during this period.
What surprised Muradin even more was that on the mission board, he actually saw several missions issued by the Astral Consortium of Ethereal.
"The bandage people actually came to get involved in the affairs of this world. This place is really "vital"."
As the spokesperson of the World Spirit, Muradin naturally knows about the ethereal creatures from other worlds. He also knows that in certain places where magic is abundant in Northrend, there are ethereal beings active. Regarding "
The rumor of "Ethereal Merchant" has been widely circulated among the adventurers of Azeroth in recent years. People will take the initiative to trade these bandages with the people of Azeroth, and what they want to get is also diverse.
, which makes people a little confused.
"Forget it, it's none of my business."
Muradin moved his eyes away from the tasks issued by the ethereal spirits. He searched carefully and finally grabbed a note of a collection task to the Antolan Wasteland, which represented that he had accepted the task.
In fact, if possible, Muradin would rather go to the Antolan Wasteland without alerting anyone. It is the closest place to the core of the world among the three continents from Argus, but the devil occupies absolute power in the Antolan Wasteland.
advantage, so the Holy Light Beacon leading there is currently only open to the vanguard and adventurers with sufficient strength.
After a series of simple strength verifications, the newly minted high-level warrior Raof rode the Tabu sheep he bought and strolled into the Holy Light signpost leading to the Antolan Wasteland.
Before stepping into the signpost, the dwarf saw several large star gates in the underground teleportation hall, leading to the Dreadscar Rift, Niskara and Knossos, and the Temple of the Void.
From time to time, heavily armed warriors would walk out of the door, or enter the worlds among the stars. This scene made Muradin feel a little weird. He felt that this place was like another Dalaran, but it was not connected.
The entire Azeroth, but connected to the entire stars.
Of course, there are only four gates here now, representing the four worlds, but Muradin believes that as long as Azeroth survives the final battle, sooner or later, this place will definitely become the core of the civilization circle of the entire stars, and there will be a path leading to it.
Every corner of the stars, portals to countless worlds
"Ah, how beautiful that would be, what a great scene."
The dwarf muttered to himself, then grabbed the reins of the Tabu sheep and stepped into the holy light beacon in front of him.
No matter how beautiful it is, it is still in the future. Now, it is better to do the things at hand first.
