In the evening, the sunset dyed the sky red, and the fishermen returned in their boats, showing off the day's harvest.
Since being attacked by the Focusing Iris, the ruins of Theramore have been filled with strange phenomena. Ghosts walk among the ruins. Unknown void creatures occasionally open their eyes. Chaotic earth elements emerge from the ground from time to time, interacting with violent water.
Elements collide.
The waters around Theramore are not calm either. Groups of fishmen, lobstermen who always like to hide in the dark, and hydras in the depths of the ocean threaten the safety of fishermen at all times.
"Compared to Jaina's reign, it's pretty good."
Most of the fishermen living here are remnants of Kul Tiras, as well as bankrupt dwarf merchants and dwarf miners from the Barrens. Whenever they talk about the dark period of Jaina's rule, everyone's face looks bad. At that time,
, no one dares to go fishing in the sea, and once caught, they will be sent to Orgrimmar to serve as military rations for the orcs.
Fortunately, Orgrimmar has been destroyed, and that land has become a restricted area for life, occupied by two terrifying beasts as terrifying as mountains.
The number of tauren in Mulgore is recovering, but the centaurs and quilboars in the Barrens are multiplying in large numbers, gradually causing harm to both sides.
Generally speaking, without the orcs, life is much better than before. Even the spiders and crocodiles in the swamp are not so ferocious.
A few fishermen drove a small boat and passed by the ruins of Theramore. Occasionally, brave adventurers ventured into the ruins, hoping to find the magic book collected by Jaina or dig out treasures.
Legend has it that King Saurfang used the Beetle Wall scam to defraud a huge amount of wealth. He was able to buy the entire Stormwind City and hide it somewhere in Theramore.
Suddenly, a bright light appeared in the sky, which was particularly dazzling in the night.
The sky became brighter and brighter, as if a small sun appeared. A strong wind appeared out of thin air in the ruins of Theramore. Centered on the bright spot, the strong wind swept around, a large amount of dust flew into the air, the seawater rippled violently, the waves rolled, and a ship
The fishing boat capsized accidentally.
The fishermen were stunned, and several dwarves who believed in the Holy Light knelt on the boat to pray devoutly.
The light shot straight into the sky, and the sky seemed to crack. A golden portal appeared out of thin air, slowly falling into the pit at the center of Theramore's explosion. At the base of the portal, the golden holy light was extremely bright, and the surrounding stones and soil melted.
, firmly welded to the base.
"Oh my God, has the Kingdom of Holy Light arrived?"
A dwarf exclaimed.
This portal is only three stories high, much smaller than the Dark Portal. A golden vortex rotates slowly in the center of the portal, leading to nowhere.
After a long time, the vortex stopped spinning, and a tall figure bathed in golden holy light stepped through the portal.
Prophet Velen looked at Theramore's beach, smelling the fresh sea water, and was slightly intoxicated:
"Azeroth, I'm back. People of the Exodar, how are you? Do you miss me?"
With his golden eyes shining brightly, Viren saw several fishing boats on the beach and the stunned fishermen.
"He is the prophet Velen." One dwarf exclaimed.
Viren smiled faintly, and bright holy light appeared under his feet. He cast Holy Light Flash, crossed several kilometers of sea, came to the fishing boat, and stood on the sea with his feet stepping on the holy light.
"Tell me, how are the Draenei in the Exodar?" Velen's voice contained dignity.
A dwarf said solemnly: "The great prophet Velen, the Draenei, they, they are missing."
"Missing? What happened?" Prophet Velen asked doubtfully.
A human said cautiously: "Great Prophet, they say that you entered the world of Argus to resist the Burning Legion. There is a young Draenei named Lakish who claims to be your son and inherited the Draenei."
The position of leader of the Ni people was unknown after that. The Draenei in Exodar disappeared overnight. Some adventurers found some Naaru fragments and sold them for a high price."
Prophet Velen was lost in thought.
Velen himself led the draenei to join the Legion of Light, but entrusted his only son Rakish to Kil'jaeden to serve as a senior officer in the Burning Legion.
This was a clever move by Viren, and it could be said to have left a way out for himself.
Velen smiled with relief: "So, in order to resist the Burning Legion, Rakish led the Draenei into the world of Argus."
The fishermen were convinced, and a dwarf asked sharply: "Great Prophet, how is the battle in Argus? Will the Burning Legion come back?"
Velen laughed and said: "Haha, the Burning Legion is a bunch of rubbish. We have occupied the three continents of Krokuun, Antolan Wasteland, and Mac'Aree. We have entered the Burning Throne of Antorus and successfully rescued
The star soul of Argus dragged Sargeras back to the Seat of the Gods and imprisoned him forever. The Burning Crusade is over."
"Wow, wow, that's really amazing."
The fishermen exclaimed, cheered and roared with excitement.
Velen pointed at the golden door and said loudly: "Now go and tell everyone that this door of Holy Light leads to the world of Draenor. Now Draenor has become the kingdom of Holy Light, a beautiful and magnificent city.
In heaven, Naaru welcomes the devout believers home."
A Gate of Holy Light appeared in Theramore, Prophet Velen returned, and the news spread throughout Azeroth like it had wings.
The first to get the news were the quilboars and centaurs in the Barrens. The leader of the quilboars, Calgar Thornrib, personally hosted a banquet for Velen.
During the dinner, Velen loudly praised the Holy Light, describing the peaceful scene of the world of Draenor. With the help of the Holy Light, the draenei, ogres, orcs, arakkoa, gronn, etc. put aside their prejudices against each other,
Live happily together and work hard to build a beautiful home.
"As long as we have common beliefs, our hearts will always be together."
Prophet Velen said solemnly: "Under the bath of the Holy Light, we no longer have racial distinctions and let go of our previous hatred. The Holy Light has given us peace in our hearts, and there is no more bloodshed and disputes; the Holy Light has made us mutually exclusive.
Love each other and be as close as a family; the Holy Light allows us to put aside our prejudices, learn tolerance and tolerance, and embrace each other. I see excellent qualities in the wild boar people, humility, harmony, being in the mud, and having a bright heart. You are destined to be the Holy Light.
Believer of the Light."
Calgar Thornribs was greatly moved after hearing this, and said in a hoarse voice:
"The wild boar people have suffered enough suffering and strife. Agamag is willing to see us accept the Holy Light. I just have a small request."
Viren waved his hand and said: "But it doesn't matter, as long as I can do it."
Kalga's face flushed and she said shyly:
"Thirty years ago, I was rated as the most beautiful woman among the wild boar people. Because I devoted myself to serving Aga Magan, I never had a good match. Aga Magan told me that my husband came with golden light, and the prophet Wei
Lun, you are the person in the prophecy. Although you are older than me, I really don't mind."
"I don't mind, okay?"
Viren was so frightened that he almost jumped up. He barely suppressed the urge to tear Calgar apart and tried to speak as slowly as possible:
"I once swore in front of the Holy Light that I would serve the Holy Light wholeheartedly and have no time to care about others. I'm sorry, but I really don't dare to break my promise."