The collapse of Shadow Moon Valley continues, and the ground is pushed away layer by layer in violent vibrations, as if in space without gravity. Those huge rocks are suspended above the ground, forming a strange and strange scene.
scene.
The good news is that after the elemental spirits joined, the earthquake that spread from the underground of Shadowmoon Valley to the entire world was forcibly stopped, and the scope of the earthquake was confined to the underground of Shadowmoon Valley. Before the magic riot completely subsided, here
The crashes won't stop.
The digital naaru of the world of Draenor gathered at the edge of Shadowmoon Valley. They lived in this world and naturally did not want to see it fall apart. They gathered their power of Holy Light together and handed it over to the control of Prophet Velen.
, it took several days to barely arrange a layer of golden barrier in the sky of Shadowmoon Valley, making up for the completely torn space around the "Eye of the Void" bit by bit.
The crack in the space is essentially a conflict of magic power. In other words, as long as the source of magic power is cut off, it will heal on its own sooner or later.
But the bad news is that the arrival of that day is estimated to be measured in "years", and the existence of this Eye of the Void is a great threat to the world of Draenor. If it does not heal for one day, the world's peripheral
The spatial barrier will remain in a state of collapse.
In this state, whether it is demons or other mysterious and weird creatures, they can easily cross the barriers of space and land on the ground of Draenor world. Demons have been peeping at this world, so this is terrible
The future has made everyone, including Viren, feel heavy.
The demons are coming... and they will come!
"Maraad, prepare our people."
Velen looked at the Eye of the Void shining like a disaster in the sky. He clenched the Redeemer Staff in his hand and said in a deep voice:
"The Draenei and the demons will eventually have a battle, and we paid such a heavy price to preserve the integrity of the world of Draenor. This world will become the eternal home of the Draenei. We have brought great success to the orcs and this world.
We will pay for the pain and disaster with our own hands!"
"This time... we won't run away!"
"As you command! Lord Prophet!"
Grand Garrison Maraad reached out and patted his breastplate with reverence. The brave warrior tightened his grip on the weapon in his hand, his eyes filled with burning fighting spirit.
The Draenei have been fleeing among the stars for 25,000 years, and he has had enough!
They will fight the devils here to the end. Either you die or I die!
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The prophet's decision to resolutely resist the coming demon was not out of momentary anger or impulse. This wise old man keenly felt the persistence of the Dark Blade Knights, and it was not difficult to judge in his head full of wisdom.
It turns out that if the death knights also resolutely resist the demons, the weak draenei may not necessarily lose.
The war potential of the Dark Blade Knights has been clearly demonstrated in more than a year of conquest, and for the Prophet, his people are in urgent need of a victory to inspire their will.
Deep in Velen's heart, he always had an idea that he didn't tell anyone.
Azeroth...the world connected to the destiny of Draenor, the world that defeated the Burning Legion ten thousand years ago, there...maybe that is the future destination of the draenei, but at least in
Now, they still need to hold on in Draenor.
Even if the cunning rabbit prepares three kilns for emergencies, a wise prophet cannot be worse than a cunning rabbit, right?
Of course, Tyrion didn't know that a leader had already bet his money on him and his death knights. He was standing on the platform of the Dark Temple after the disaster, watching the Hellfire Peninsula being torn apart.
The miserable situation of half of it being torn apart.
Wait, isn't the Black Temple in Shadowmoon Valley? How can you see the bad situation in Hellfire Peninsula?
It's simple...it flies!
The huge Dark Temple is like a city suspended in the sky. With the support of sufficient magic power provided by the Eye of Dalaran, it slowly moves towards the sky of Hellfire Peninsula.
More than half of this city was damaged in the collapse of Shadowmoon Valley. The only thing that remains now is the inner temple that was tightly protected during the collapse of the earth. This is what the Dark Blade Knights have been preparing for for more than a year.
one thing.
The Dark Warlocks do not have the ability to levitate the entire Dark Temple, but if half of the temple's buildings are filled with flying and levitation spells, it is not a big problem.
In the next few years, the mage city of Dalaran, which has been breached many times, was transformed into a city suspended in the sky by those wise archmages. What the human mage can do, the elf mage can naturally do, too.
The most important thing is that when Nasa and the Watchers broke into Karazhan through Ner'zhul, the books they secretly moved back from Karazhan's great library also provided enough design ideas.
The collapse of Shadowmoon Valley allowed the Flying Fortress plan to be implemented ahead of schedule. To be honest, the suspended Black Temple is only a semi-finished product. It does not have the conditions for fast flight, and the magic power transmission is also very poor. It can only levitate.
, but the worst time has passed, and there is enough time left for Severn and Autumn to continue to perfect the floating magic circle of the Dark Temple.
"What are you doing standing here alone?"
A hoarse voice sounded behind Tyrion, with a hint of teasing: "As a king, do you patrol your own territory?"
A faint smile appeared on the corner of the death knight's mouth. He opened his arms and hugged the woman coming from behind. He lowered his head and kissed the fragrant hair, and replied in a hollow voice:
"I'm just observing."
Alleria, who was held in her arms, blinked, and a trace of doubt flashed in her blood-red eyes. She turned around and let the cold wind blow her long dark golden hair. She looked at it.
Looking at the torn earth below the platform, lips as red as blood moved:
"What are you observing? I didn't see anything."
Tyrion hugged his lost love tightly and whispered in her ear:
"I'm looking at how painful it is for those losers after the illusion of fate is broken..."
On the ground diagonally below the Dark Temple, Khadgar stood at the edge of the torn earth. In front of him was the Alliance base that was completely destroyed by the earthquake. After the earthquake subsided, it became a large
The cemetery is filled with densely packed tombstones, and at least one-third of them are burial mounds.
The disaster a few days ago happened so quickly that the alliance soldiers could not react at all. In the earthquake and mountain shaking disaster, more than 1,000 people died on the spot, and their bones were even buried in the cracked
Under the earth, it was burned to ashes in the scorching magma, and no real bones remained.
The remaining soldiers fled in panic, but how many people could survive the disaster of the world collapsing?
After the elemental spirits and the Naaru worked together to prevent the disaster, one-third of the entire desolate Hellfire Peninsula had been torn apart. The rubble was suspended under the cliff at the end of the land. The area that was originally adjacent to the Hellfire Peninsula
The oceans have sunk due to the collapse of the earth and the influx of seawater after Shadowmoon Valley was stripped away.
The sea level has dropped by at least 5 meters, and the original location of Shadowmoon Valley has been completely submerged by the incoming sea water. Arak Peaks has lost one-fifth of its border, and the overhanging fortress on the edge of Nagrand has been completely torn apart.
When the disaster occurred, the death knight Grokush was resurrecting the ogre warriors in the ruins. The ground supporting the hanging castle did not crack, and the old knight saved his life.
The worst thing was Gorgrond. The battle between Deathwing and Gruul that day, these two monsters that could control the power of the earth, had already made the earth pillar in the north of Gorgrond vulnerable.
During the earthquake, one-third of the wasteland in the northern part of Gorgrond instantly collapsed, and the remaining parts were almost submerged by the surge of sea water, turning it into a vast land.
The Fallon Peninsula, which is isolated overseas, was cut open in the earthquake. However, it was probably the result of plate movement, which brought the peninsula closer to the edge of Gorgrond. As the exiled orcs, Frostfire Ridge is the only
An undamaged area has to be said to be a miracle. Maybe the ancestors that the orcs believe in are indeed protecting them in the dark.
In short, although this major earthquake is not as terrible as the previous great collapse of heaven and earth, it can indeed be called a world disaster.
"Khadgar, it's time to go."
General Danas, whose arm was bandaged, walked behind the Archmage. He looked at the dense tombstones in front of him. The general was also a little sad. In that sudden earthquake, if Kurdlan hadn't controlled him at the critical moment,
The gryphon rescued him from the crack in the ground. I am afraid that one of these tombstones belongs to him.
"Danas, you said...did you say we were victorious?"
Khadgar did not look back, but asked in a dead voice:
"The Death Knights returned the Book of Medivh and the Staff of Sargeras, and allowed us to completely close the Dark Portal, but...but are we really victorious?"
This question made Danas frown, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and said:
"The strategic goals have basically been achieved. Of course we won. Khadgar, I know you are an emotional person, but... don't think too much. Let's go back to Azeroth. This world is no longer worth it.
We are nostalgic."
"How could I not want to?"
The Archmage choked and bent down, kneeling on one knee in front of the tombstone in front of him. He stretched out his hand and touched the tombstone in front of him. He said with difficulty:
"I killed them, Danas. I am the real sinner. They did not deserve to die. They could have returned to their hometown alive and with honor, but I...I killed them."
Danas sighed, walked forward, put his hand on Khadgar's shoulder, and said softly:
"Don't think so, Khadgar, that dragon, that abominable dragon...even if you don't cooperate with her, she will do it anyway. We will also encounter the same disaster. This is not yours.
wrong."
"But I can't forgive myself, Danas!"
The Archmage's fingers clenched tightly on the tombstone in front of him. At the moment when his tears fell, he gritted his teeth and said:
"No matter how much I tell myself that it's not my fault, my hands are still stained with blood. They died because of me. They are my sin. I can't just leave."
General Danas frowned again. The continuous bad news he received today made it unbearable for him. He cursed fiercely:
"So, you have to stay in this damn world, right? You have to abandon us too!"
"Aurelia chose love between responsibility and love. She is a woman, and I don't blame her!"
"Turalyon chose faith between duty and faith. He is a paladin, and I can't blame him!"
"What about you? Why did you leave? Tell me, Khadgar, tell me!"
General Danas grabbed the mage's collar with one hand. He looked at Khadgar's old and tired face and asked angrily:
"You coward, one failure defeated you, you let me down so much! The world needs you, bastard... The draenei told us that demons are coming to this world, and their next target is us
The world...that world, we...we need you!"
"destiny!"
Khadgar said this word, which made Danas stunned for a moment. He laughed angrily and asked:
"What fate? How come I didn't know when you became a blabbering prophet again?"
"I saw the truth of destiny and the future, Danas... I saw the shackles hanging over Azeroth. The disaster caused by Sephiel was not accidental... Believe me, in the past countless times,
, such disasters have happened countless times, and all of this... behind all of this, there is a pair of hands controlling it! "
The Archmage reached out and grabbed General Danas's wrist. He looked at Danas stubbornly and said in a deep voice:
"I saw it! I can't ignore it... Do you understand? This is my responsibility! My mentor told me before he died that the future of Azeroth is doomed to be troubled. I now fully understand what he meant.
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"The emergence of these disasters, the occurrence of these disasters... This is man-made! Your life, your future, has been planned from the moment you were born, and so am I, Danas! We are all
He is a poor man trapped in the conspiracy of time...but I don't want to see the future that is doomed to be dark."
The archmage's fingers were tightly clasping the general's wrist. Danas never knew that the mage in front of him was so strong!
"I will uncover it with my own hands!"
Khadgar looked back at the direction of the Dark Portal. The scorching wind of Hellfire Peninsula blew his robes. He closed his eyes and said in a deep voice:
"Go back, Danaus, go back to Azeroth, live well...I will stay here to close the Dark Portal, one day...one day I will save you...take you from that damnation
Save you from your destiny and make you truly free!"
