The news that the Kalimdor anti-Bugs front coalition forces defeated the Bugs Empire in the Silithus Desert quickly spread throughout Kalimdor.
For a time, this war that took place on the border of the mainland became the freshest rumor and gossip on everyone's lips. The soldiers who returned with honors vividly recounted this epic battle, and people everywhere in the streets and alleys
There were troubadours who sang, played and sang, and described various stories that happened during the war.
Warriors of all races fought to the death with the ferocious insect-men in the wild desert.
Fearless heroes defeat ancient evil spirits in the evil temple leading to the abyss of hell.
The love affair between a young and handsome human king and a lonely and cold night elf general during the war.
There are also stories about the corrupted civilizational habits and appalling evil past of the evil Qiraji.
These stories, which may be true or false, are somewhat unbelievable, but the people just like this tone, and various versions of rumors are flying all over the sky. The goblin traders in Steamwheedle Port even took advantage of this business opportunity to start selling to the Human Empire.
Souvenirs from the "Battle of Silithus", some weird armor made of insect carapace, some daggers inlaid with crystals, and some ferocious-looking insect cubs.
Although there are official propaganda activities, the cost of creating heroes is never too much for every country... What's more, this is indeed a great victory, so after the war, every country
A grand celebration began.
When the legions of Stromgard and Gilneas retreated, they brought back their trophies, including the remains of the obsidian Colossus of Anubisas as huge as a mountain, the specimens of the insect lord that were preserved with special techniques, and those
Gold and silver products with a strong exotic style, and some lucky soldiers who are good at domestication rode tamed and brightly colored Qiraji beetles swaggering through the market. These all show that the war that took place in the southernmost part of the world was not groundless.
When King Arthas of Lordaeron returned from the battlefield, at the port of Hundred Towers City, he presented an obelisk entirely made of rare black crystal as a trophy of his crusade against the heretics, amid the cheers of tens of thousands of citizens.
, presented it to the Pope, and the aging Holy Light Church Pope Alonsos Fao accepted the gift and declared that the victory over the worms was a Holy Light
The "brilliant victory" under the guidance of the Human Empire is equivalent to the official recognition of the brilliant achievements of the coalition forces by the Human Empire.
In this way, those soldiers who survived the cruel war will receive commendations from the Holy See and rewards from the rulers of various kingdoms, and those who died in the war will also be paid for by the Holy See and have a memorial ceremony for them in Silithus.
Build a true monument to commemorate the disaster that nearly swept the entire continent of Kalimdor.
Another thing that shocked the top management of the Human Empire was the return of King Varian Wrynn, who had been missing for many years. It was said that it was he who appeared in the Silithus Desert with his werewolf army when the coalition was on the verge of destruction.
After turning the tide, he single-handedly killed the ancient evil spirit that was causing trouble in the southern border area.
The combination of these things gave Varian Wrynn a high reputation among the surviving soldiers, and the Seventh Legion, the most capable warrior in the Kingdom of Stormwind, personally escorted King Varian back to the Shining Plains.
, it is said that he was also accompanied by Archbishop Chaldea Morgan of the Kingdom of Storm, which means that after the war, the king who had been missing for many years received support from the military and the religious community at the same time, and he took back his own king.
The position is already a definite fact.
This completely reassured many nobles who were loyal to the kingdom, but also made many nobles with "ambition" hate it.
But in any case, Varian's return has brought the Storm Kingdom, which has always been obscure in the human empire, to the forefront, and the sword of Emperor Lothar, Stromkar War Destroyer, has returned with Varian.
It also attracted the attention of the entire imperial aristocracy, but unexpectedly, the first thing His Majesty Varian did after returning to the Kingdom of Stormwind was not to go to White Tower Harbor to meet with the Pope, but to announce the award to Silithus.
of meritorious officials.
King Varian sent an envoy to pay a visit to His Majesty the Pope. According to the legend spread in the streets, His Majesty Varian claimed that he was busy with state affairs and could not spare time in the near future, but that he would come over immediately once he finished handling the matter at hand.
In Tagang, chatting and laughing with His Majesty the Pope...
This unexpected move allowed the nobles, who have always had a keen sense of politics, to smell some not-so-good signs... But the Pope did not make any comments on Varian's behavior, so those ambitious nobles
Even if you want to do something, you can't use the Pope's tiger skin as a banner.
But what is certain is that with the return of Varian, the political level of the human empire will inevitably trigger a storm. As for what kind of scene this storm will eventually evolve into, no one knows at this time.
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In the center of the top platform of the Dark Temple, the Wither Patriarch Moyana Staghelm stood on the edge of the tall soul-gathering coffin. She looked at the black mist floating endlessly in the coffin. It was cold and dead, as if wrapped in ice.
The cold air above is the same, and in the center of the floating soul power, an illusory soul body is lying in it with its eyes closed, as if it is resting.
The Patriarch looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar soul. 1,000 years had passed, and he still looked like the image in his memory, without any change. That handsome face, slightly soft facial contours and
The long, somewhat messy hair and the many scars on his red upper body were symbols of his bravery.
This is her husband, the love of her life, Vasstan Staghelm, who died tragically at the hands of the bugs in the Battle of Quicksand 1,000 years ago. Of course, this is just his soul, trapped in C'Thun.
After 1,000 years in the chaotic will of the soul, this soul has undergone a slight transformation, and a layer of black fluffy energy is wrapped around Vastan's chest like a spider web, like a strange parasite.
Judging from Valstein's expression, this thing obviously caused him great pain.
"I have to say, this is a strong soul."
The high lord's deep voice came from the cold throne at the end of the platform, like a god looking down on all living beings. His voice echoed on the large platform:
"1,000 years has been enough time for the ancient gods to completely swallow up and digest his soul, but he never gave in and lasted until we came to save him. The stubbornness of the Staghelm family is clearly reflected in Vastann.
..He relied on his obsession with his father, wife and daughter to resist the corruption of corruption. Of course, his current situation is very bad."
"The Soul Gathering Coffin can keep his soul from dissipating, but the power of the ancient gods has invaded Vastan's soul. You cannot awaken him until this void corrosive power is purified."
"I can understand, Lord."
Moyana wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, raised her head, bowed respectfully to the great lord, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty the Great Lord, for allowing my father and I to watch for thousands of years and finally come to an end. We finally see hope. You are a respectable person who abides by your promises. Your kindness will be remembered forever by the Staghelm family...
"
"The promises I made must be fulfilled. I just did what I was supposed to do."
Tyrion, who was sitting on the throne, waved his hand to stop Moyana from thanking her. His ice-blue eyes looked at the Patriarch below, and he said:
"Between the six basic powers of the stars, corresponding to the void, is the original holy light. Although the life energy you use can also purify the corrosion in Vastan's soul, for the sake of safety, I still recommend that you use him
Send it to Shattrath City. Naru'adal is a smooth-talking ruler. As long as it pays some conditions, it should not refuse to purify the corruption of the void for Vastann."
Tyrion leaned on the throne, propped up his chin with his left hand, and the fingers of his right hand danced on the armrest of the throne:
"But as I said, it is corroded to the bone and difficult to eradicate. The purification of Vastann must be a long process. Even with Adal's help, it may take several years... The time for the Wither has come.
, so I hope you can be prepared."
After all, Moyana is also the leader of a large organization. In the past few years, she has also been used to the intrigues among the major forces. She easily sensed the special meaning from Tyrion's words, so she
He nodded and did not answer immediately, but waited for the opportunity to be given by the great lord.
"From the moment the Wither was established, I have instructed you to keep a distance from the Dark Blade Legion. You have always appeared as a neutral person. I need you to maintain neutrality, because only those who maintain neutrality in war,
Only then can you do things that are inconvenient for both warring parties, Moyana... No matter how fierce and terrible the war is, it will always end."
Tyrion's voice became deeper:
"I can tell you plainly that the Dark Blade Legion has found its final destination. We will remain in the world and influence the world for a long time. The force I established has already embarked on another path. Although we reach the same goal by different paths,
But I do not want the prototype of the world order that I have worked so hard to achieve to be disrupted, so before we leave, I must leave behind a spokesperson...or a maintainer of the world."
Moyana nodded, she could probably guess what the great lord was going to say next.
"The Wither, an absolutely neutral third party, a pan-racial group that is strong enough to maintain the balance of order on two continents, can just be the center of the swing of the balance and the third pole of the world order. In the future world, the Federation
The empire and the empire each have their own allies, they will compete with each other, look at each other, and develop healthily, but when facing threats from outside the world, they need a buffer between them."
"The Blighter is this buffer."
The great lord stood up from the throne, walked down the stairs, and said in a light voice:
"The Dark Blade will be hidden behind you, and we will use you as our eyes to observe the changes in the world. But our journey is long and bumpy, and we will reach the stars. We don't have so much time to maintain Aize."
In the internal order of Rath, the Dark Blade will only appear again when the Blighters are unable to reconcile war conflicts, or when a catastrophic event occurs..."
"But with the current power of the Wither, it is obviously too difficult to achieve all this. Absolute neutrality must be based on strong military strength."
The High Lord stood in front of Moana. As he shook his fingers, a map of the Draenor world composed of death energy floated in the palm of his hand. The planet was slowly rotating. Tyrion put the map
Place it in front of Moyana.
"The Dark Blade has ruled the world of Draenor for almost ten years. Under our suppression, the civilized activities in this world are very loose. With Shattrath as the center of civilized activities, groups dissatisfied with the Dark Blade still exist.
, but we have no intention of destroying those clowns... Now, I want to hand this world over to you."
The Patriarch's glasses widened, and Tyrion's voice continued to ring in her ears:
"The Clay Council of the Orc Shamans, the Broken Breakers of the Throne of Elements and the Draenei Shamans, the Orc Tribe of the Nagrand Grassland, the rebuilt Arakkoa Palace in Babel Peak, the Ogres of Gorgrond
Draenei gathering points in the kingdom and overseas... These scattered forces can become the back-up of the wither. The third-party neutral force you are in will use this as a basis, and then affect the entire Draenor, and then affect
To Azeroth..."
"The two worlds connected by the Dark Portal will eventually become one!"
Tyrion spread his hands and looked at Moana:
"The civilization of the Federation and the Empire will be reasonably extended to this small world through you as a carrier. The three forces will use this to form a whole that internally restricts each other, competes with each other, learns from each other, and progresses together...In the end, in the end,
In the distant future, when your civilization has grown to a certain stage, you will also break away from the protection of the Dark Blade, truly rely on yourselves, enter this vast world of stars, and truly step onto the stage of the universe."
Moana is already stupid... No matter how strong her understanding is and how broad her knowledge is, she will occasionally consider the future of the Wither and the world, but she has never thought so far. In other words, her vision is still limited.
On the earth, I have never looked up at the stars in the sky.
Tyrion's hand patted Moana's shoulder. He looked at the Patriarch and said meaningfully:
"I have put so much thought into it, not just to let you play horse riding and fighting games in your own "cradle"... The endless stars are the last frontier of civilization, and the Dark Blade is just the first step."
"Of course, this is only a preliminary plan. Whether the Withered Ones can take on this important task will still need time to test, but... I have given you the opportunity to flourish."
"Come on and let me see what you can do if you do something great."
