This is a question that Tyrion has been thinking about after he met the little ghost Yuna. It is somewhat nonsensical, because the little ghost was just a little girl when she died, and you can't expect a child to explain everything clearly.
And now, this "Nur" whose name is unknown, has finally appeared in front of Tyrion, and its mysterious veil has been unveiled.
This is a white doll...
A stuffed toy that looks a little dirty after being left undisturbed for a long time, probably being thrown into the ruins for 25,000 years.
It looks like a bear, but maybe it's because the wild bears in the world of Argus are different from the bears in Azeroth. In short, this doll doesn't look like a certain kind of bear Tyrion knows.
...It has six claws.
At this time, Tyrion struggled to hold his body with the bone sword. Under Yuna's guidance, he walked step by step back to the intersection of the living world and the world of death. The dementors were following them, and they didn't know why.
They did not launch an attack, but Tyrion was certain that this was not because they were afraid of the holy water in his hand.
This thing can only make them feel disgusted, but not enough to make them feel scared, let alone hurt them.
Yuna, on the other hand, sat on Tyrion's shoulders without any burden, playing with her little bear.
Tyrion glanced at the white doll in Yuna's hand from time to time. From this little bear doll...well, Nur, he couldn't feel any magic escaping from Nur. This thing looked like an ordinary
It's a normal children's toy...but here's what's wrong.
What kind of stuffed toy can remain intact after 25,000 years of time?
Noor...not normal.
This doll, like its little master, is completely abnormal, and with the vague connection between little Yuna and the world of death, Tyrion can probably guess that Noor is to Yuna.
It is definitely a very important thing, although this little girl may not even know how to use it.
"Don't worry, Tyrion."
Standing outside the halo leading to the real world, Yuna held Tyrion's hand and said to her friend confidently:
"I can see now, and Nur has come to help us. With Nur here, we won't lose our way home, so now as long as we find the wand and the crown, we can defeat the darkness!"
Tyrion, on the other hand, was not as confident as Yuna. This experience made him exhausted. After experiencing it personally, the weirdness and impermanence of the realm of death had left a deep impression on him. Next time
Once, at least before he was fully prepared, he would never enter it so rashly again.
"So, what exactly is a crown?"
"I don't know either. A crown is a crown... You must wear a crown to defeat the darkness. My friend, this is the rule."
"Ah, okay, I knew it would be this answer... Anyway, let's go back first, I have to take a good rest..."
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Lord Darkblade's unknown expedition failed, but on another continent, the war he has been paying attention to has entered a new stage.
In the Thousand Needles in the middle of Kalimdor, the war between the human empire and the barbarian centaurs who migrated here has been going on for a week. The human empire easily achieved a phased victory. They will unite the centaurs.
The army was broken into three pieces.
(The previous article described Thousand Needles as being nearly 10,000 kilometers long. That was a clerical error. It is obviously impossible for Azeroth to have such a terrifying canyon. According to my imaginary understanding, the Grand Canyon of Thousand Needles should be more beautiful than the real Colorado Grand Canyon.
A bit longer, after all, it spans half of central Kalimdor, nearly a thousand kilometers, almost.)
The current main battlefield is moving to the northwest of Thousand Needles Stone Forest, but behind the main battlefield, there are still two branch battlefields fighting. The scattered centaur tribes are not willing to surrender. They are still trying every means to give them to the enemy.
The advancing human army is causing trouble, and the most terrible thing is that as the human army pushes the centaurs into desperation step by step, the terrifying totem tauren of Black Cloud Peak, who have been on the sidelines during this war, seem to be ready to make a move.
"Those crazy Tauren who do not believe in pacifism are planning to seize the land that originally belonged to the Centaur tribe. It is obvious that they regard this clumsy behavior as a natural behavior."
King Liam, who was supervising the battle in the central battlefield, was very troubled and handed the spy's letter to the Chaldean Archbishop beside him, and complained to the latter:
"Compared with the centaurs, the tauren of the Grimtotem are more civilized, but they are also very limited. I heard from the local goblin merchants that in the past few years, while the Grimtotem and the centaurs were at war, they were also trying to completely control the entire world.
In Thousand Needles, they forced all the tauren to join them, and they had to hand in a certificate... It is said to be the head of a goblin or centaur."
"In short, these guys are a group of lunatics chasing blood, and I heard that those tauren believe in a kind of crazy racism internally. They believe that the entire Kalimdor is the territory of tauren, and they do not welcome anyone.
Even those orcs who are friendly with their race..."
The archbishop nodded slightly while reading the secret letter:
"Yes, you are right. The frontline warriors fought bloody battles. How could they give up the land sprinkled with the blood of warriors to those speculators? But I think it is just the threat of more than 3,000 crazy tauren from Black Cloud Peak.
, is not enough to make the empire change its war strategy, which is not worth the gain...I mean, if you trust me, I will find a way to solve this problem."
"Um?"
King Liam was stunned for a moment. He sat up straight and looked at the archbishop. He said doubtfully:
"It's not that I don't trust you, Archbishop, but those are 3,000 tauren. They are almost the strongest land race in the entire Azeroth. They are a very powerful force. If we don't call back part of the regular army, we will
I’m afraid it will be difficult to achieve results in a short period of time. Black Cloud Peak is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Without enough artillery, I’m afraid..."
"I understand, I understand."
The archbishop made a gesture to signal King Liam not to be anxious. Like a qualified cleric, he said slowly and in a gentle voice:
"For the generals on the battlefield, they always trust the power they can see more. But at this moment, when the human empire is facing the threat of war when rebuilding, the believers of the Holy Light will also enthusiastically stand up... and I
What I want to say is that the Holy Light not only has the power to heal, but we will also use it to protect our people and country when necessary."
"Please trust me, Your Majesty the King, I will show you and the entire empire another power of the Holy Light, 1 day! Just give me 1 day, and those tauren will no longer be a threat. Of course, this
This kind of power is very dangerous, but I think that at this critical juncture, we need to unite all the forces that can help us."
The Archbishop of Chaldea narrowed his eyes, which was his signature move. His left hand touched the purple ceremonial dagger at his waist, and his right hand plucked a string of rosary beads that shone with gentle light. In his calm expression
In his eyes, a sharp light flashed away.
"I promise you, this will be...a miracle under the Holy Light!"
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Throughout the canyon of Thousand Needles Stone Forest, there are huge stone pillars standing on the ground everywhere, and the stone pillar of Heiyun Peak is especially huge. It is called "peak" by local creatures. This shows the area of this stone pillar, and
After all, the Tauren are not barbarian centaurs. They have their own civilization and they know how to build. Therefore, on the top of Black Cloud Peak, there are many cableways leading to other stone pillars.
These ropeways built with iron chains and wooden boards connect Heiyun Peak to the surrounding stone pillars, forming a "base camp" ruling area belonging to the horror totem.
"Moo, stupid humans!"
The leader of the Grim Totem in Thousand Needles, the heavily armed Anak. The Grim Totem carried a heavy stone ax on his back. The tall black tauren looked at the human prisoners of war in front of him whose hands and feet were tied with ropes, and he sniffed.
, snorted disdainfully.
His black eyes shone with a violent light. The tauren leader waved his hand, and the tauren hunters who were driving the prisoners of war laughed and slapped the whips in their hands on the human soldiers who overestimated their capabilities.
The power of the tauren is very powerful. When the whip went down, the weak human soldier fell to the ground. He clutched his chest in pain and let out a scream. This scene made the surrounding people watch.
The soldiers of Grimtotem felt happy, and they roared something. A tauren who was blind in one eye bent down, grabbed the screaming soldier to the campfire, and kept scaring him.
It seems like he is going to be roasted into a roast...
Of course, this is just a threat. Even the crazy Horrible Totem Minotaurs are not cannibals. They are not barbaric to this level.
"A mere 300 people want to attack Black Cloud Peak?"
Anak sat on his large stone chair. His hand armor full of barbs clenched tightly and hit the armrest. The solid stone cracked under Anak's brute force.
Crack, this sturdy tauren warrior roared and issued a new order amidst the cheers of the clan members:
"Prepare your army for war. Soldiers of Grimtotem, this land belongs to us tauren! The entire Kalimdor belongs to tauren! Humans have no right to occupy our land! They don't have that qualification either... I
We have received an order from the leader of Magatha, and we will expel these invaders and drive them and the centaurs out of our land!"
"Sharpen your swords and guns! Put on your war paint! Tomorrow, we will kill those stupid and weak humans! Roar!"
Anak's shout ended with a wild roar, which greatly inspired the fighting spirit and confidence of the members of Fear Totem. Under the command of those veteran warriors, the entire Black Cloud Peak became busy. Anak stood
Looking out from his position, he saw that the scene of the entire Black Cloud Peak warriors busy preparing for battle was truly spectacular.
In particular, the Minotaurs generally reach a height of 3 meters and have strong muscles like the devils. These big guys put on ferocious bone armor and pick up huge weapons. It is still quite an impactful picture. After all, the Minotaurs
The one-handed sword used can be regarded as a proper two-handed sword for humans to use.
If it weren't for the fact that the Minotaur race had difficulty reproducing, and just relying on their strong physical fitness, they would have overtaken the entire world. You have to know that even with brute force alone, the Minotaurs can fight to a draw with the terrifying ogres.
, not to mention their better brains than ogres. The intelligence level of this race cannot be considered low in Azeroth.
The smug Anak Horrible Totem, the nephew of the great shaman Magassa, the leader of the Horror Totem clan, and a war maniac whose mind is full of violence, did not notice that those who were killed in today's skirmish
Although they tried their best to pretend to have a look of fear on the captured human prisoners, there was a strange calmness deep in their eyes.
It's like... they don't care about the danger of dying at any time, like a group of martyrs who don't care about life and death, or like fanatics who are willing to sacrifice everything for a great goal.
Anyway, who knows?
As night falls slowly, the tauren, who are ready to go, are huddled around the campfire, drinking low-quality wine and eating barbecue. From time to time, they will make noises, and some guys who have drunk too much will fight in the sound of others.
Together, they look extremely barbaric.
As for the meat, it is some local beasts. Well, although the tauren look harmless, this race is omnivorous.
A drunken tauren warrior walked tremblingly to the edge of the cliff, unbuttoned his pants, and was about to release the water. At this moment, a sound came from behind him. The tauren was still alert and grabbed the water at hand.
With the spear, he turned his head sharply and was about to stab it out.
However, the moment he turned back, what he saw was a pair of dark eyes that lit up in the cages containing the prisoners, amidst the abnormal surge of darkness. Those eyes seemed to have some kind of magic power, making him
The tauren's attacking movements stopped in an instant, his eyes became dull, and after a few seconds, he felt as if he had completely lost his soul.
And the human being huddled in the cage, the human being who was whipped, his body was completely wrapped in black energy at this time, just like a human figure in the shadow, he waved his hand calmly.
, the minotaur not far away looked like a puppet on strings, stepping forward with a strange gesture, stretched out his hand, and caught the small bag thrown from the human hand.
Inside is some colorless and odorless powder...
The next moment, the tauren acted as if nothing had happened. He turned and walked towards the campfire of his companions. His first few steps seemed a bit staggering, but he soon became stable, just like...
It seems that there is another soul controlling his body, but from the outside, there is no flaw in the tauren's body, only the eyes that were originally black and white have become dull.
This situation not only occurs in the cages at Black Cloud Peak, but also in every area where Horrible Totems gather, the same thing is happening.
This is a force that has never appeared in mainstream human society, a force that walks in darkness but serves the light. Tonight... they will complete an impossible annihilation under the watchful eyes of the entire human empire.
