"Earl Bolton, the soldiers are in urgent need of your comfort now..." Mai Ruowen whispered: "It is better to delay the meeting with the gods for a few minutes."
"McRuwen, I leave this matter to you, just obey the order.
God’s call cannot be neglected!”
Earl Burton patted Mai Ruowen on the shoulder and stepped onto the stairs resolutely.
Mai Ruowen wanted to catch up, but as soon as he approached the stairs, he was blocked by a huge force.
This power was invisible, but it prevented him from going any further! "How...how could this happen?"
Mai Ruowen was surprised and tried several times, but still couldn't get on the stairs.
Burton, on the other hand, quickly disappeared at the end of the stairs.
Mai Ruowen let out a long sigh and returned to the main hall to calm the emotions of the soldiers.
A group of regiment commanders gathered around.
The leading golden-armored general frowned and asked: "Master Mai, where is the count?"
"Baron Hill and Earl Burton went ahead to explore the way for everyone."
Mai Ruowen didn't dare to tell the truth, so he made an excuse.
"Exploring the path?"
The golden-armored general snorted coldly, "What happened to Bolton in the past few years! Didn't he know what happened just now?
Of our 80,000 soldiers, only one tenth is left after fighting.
Not only did he not say a nice word, he also kept asking us to continue rushing to death! Now that we have penetrated the temple, he can't even see his figure! Now that the soldiers under his command have more and more opinions about him, he
Aren’t you worried?”
The golden-armored general was venting his anger, and several other generals had similarly unswerving expressions. They all obviously had great opinions on Earl Burton.
Mai Ruowen smiled bitterly, "Lord Hill, Lord Count is for our alliance's great cause of mankind for thousands of years.
Think about it, since our alliance entered the Outland, no one has successfully penetrated the secret realm of the temple in the past three thousand years.
However, under the leadership of Earl Burton, we successfully captured the secret realm.
The treasures above are enough to improve the strength of our entire alliance by a large level. How will the tribe be our opponent by then?"
What McRuewen said is true.
The treasures in the secret realm of the temple are very good, and there are all kinds of them.
Especially several high-level restrictions and spells, even their Karazhan Mage Tower cannot reach this level.
With these high-level restrictions and spells, they saw the Horde's army blocked outside Death Valley for more than a thousand years! I think back when the Horde invaded Azeroth, they occupied a large area of territory with a devastating attitude.
If humans of all races had not formed an alliance and were united in dealing with the outside world, I am afraid that Azeroth would have belonged to the Horde by now.
But now, the Alliance has suppressed the tribe for more than a thousand years, and the balance of war is completely tilted towards them.
If it weren't for the restrictions and spells they had learned so far, and most of the spells were defensive, they would have launched a full-scale counterattack against the alliance.
Hill and others do not deny Earl Bolton's contribution to the Alliance's humanity, but his actions are becoming more and more extreme.
He did do it for the entire human race of the Alliance. With his charisma at that time, even if all his subordinates died, no one would complain about him.
But now, he was indifferent to the lives of his men, as if these living warriors were just insignificant chess pieces that could be abandoned at any time.
"Mai Ruowen, please stop putting in good words for Burton."
Viscount Hill said in a deep voice: "When things here are over, I will apply to the royal family to end my service.
We have sold our lives here for nearly ten years for Bolton, our mission has been accomplished long ago, there is no need to stay here anymore!"
"What?
!”
Mai Ruowen's expression changed drastically.
Viscount Hill is a member of the royal family of Stormwind City. Although his status is not as high as Bolton's, his family head is also a major lord, and his strength is only lower than that of the royal family.
If Hill leaves, it means his family boss no longer supports Bolton.
It's not that Bolton needs their help to return and inherit the throne. The key point is that one-third of the soldiers and generals in the outer lands have a close relationship with the head of Hill's family.
Once Hill returns, those soldiers will probably leave with him.
In order to support Bolton, Stormwind City has spent a lot of financial and material resources after so many years of fighting, and the royal treasury is overwhelmed.
Without the support of those big lord families, the situation in the outer domain would most likely take a turn for the worse.
At that time, even if Bolton brings more high-level restrictions and spells, and there is no resource investment, who is willing to work for Bolton?
What's more, after so many years, most of the soldiers and generals in the outer lands are experienced veterans, and it is normal for them to have an official position.
If they are removed, it will most likely cause chaos within the alliance.
Earl Burton will definitely be in trouble in the future! Until this time, McRuven was still planning for Earl Burton.
He persuaded them earnestly, but Hill and others had already made up their minds, and no matter how much he talked about it, they refused to let go.
In fact, McRuven knew in his heart that as long as Earl Burton was willing to take the initiative to appease them, talk softly, and play emotional cards, Hill and the others would not be so heartless.
It's just that Bolton was blinded and only wanted to obtain the power of a god! Alas... How can a human become a god if he can't even do it?
But Earl Burton walked up to the second floor and cautiously arrived at the center of the palace.
Here, there is a quaint long table with three boxes on it.
"This is..." Earl Bolton was immediately overjoyed. He quickly came to the long table, knelt down on one knee, and said piously: "Great God, I am your loyal servant, Bolton! Counting from the time I was nine years old,
It has been forty years since we last met.
In order to follow in your footsteps, I have been following the gods set by you, going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, just to see you again..." "Boton, you performed very well!"
Suddenly, a shadow slowly floated down from the sky.
Bolton looked up and saw a gleaming golden figure appearing in the sky of the temple. His face was covered with gold gauze, so his appearance could not be clearly seen.
But the golden mark on his forehead made him look even more mysterious and powerful! "God?"
Bolton was slightly startled.
Why is this god so different from the people he met back then?
The people above the temple noticed Bolton's doubts, smiled faintly, and said calmly: "As gods, in order to understand the suffering in the world, we have thousands of incarnations.
What you see now is just a clone of me.
When we met back then, what you saw was a ray of my soul power."
Let's talk, the golden light of the person above the temple suddenly converged, and his whole body was covered with a layer of black air. The whole person seemed to be wrapped in black mist.
Bolton was shocked at first, and then became increasingly confused.
He remembered very clearly that it was not a human figure at the time... Who would have thought that before he could ask any questions, five more phantoms appeared behind the figure in the sky above the temple.
"That's how we should have met back then."
The man smiled lightly.
Bolton immediately slapped his forehead, "Great God, it's you! I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you!"