Three ritual items are placed on the altar, and the sacrificial incense exudes an intoxicating fragrance, which makes people feel far away.
Meera Gaoling was the only one in the room. After bathing and changing clothes, she knelt down in front of the altar to pray devoutly.
A wave of magic flowed among the ritual items, and the Dark Crystal suddenly cracked, plunging the room into dark shadows.
Immediately afterwards, the atmospheric fire ignited Musa's Tears, becoming the only light in the darkness.
Meera Gaoling stood up and followed the flashing Tears of Musa and moved forward cautiously.
Musa's Tears are like a lantern, guiding Mera Gaoling forward, occasionally stopping to wait.
Mela Gaoling secretly calculated her steps. Based on her calculations, she should have walked out of the range of the Thunder Totem.
This is no longer the real world. There are countless skeletons piled up on both sides of the road. The skulls have sharp fangs, and the ferociousness of life still remains between the teeth.
"This is the demon of the Burning Legion."
Mela Gaoling looked around and saw that the devil's bones were vaguely visible, as if they were covering the earth.
"Legend has it that Huon Highmountain, the ancestor of the tauren in Highmountain, slaughtered countless Burning Legions. I have always doubted it, but now it seems to be true."
Meera Gaoling admired her ancestors more and more, and her confidence doubled.
Privately, Meila Gaoling did not worship the so-called savior that much. Only stupid people would lift their kind to the altar.
Thrall is just a lucky orc.
Meera Highmountain would not even believe that Thrall and Chen Stormstout were the same person. This was just a lie made use of Thrall's reputation.
Unfortunately, no one dared to expose this lie because of fear of the savior Thrall.
The real Thrall must have suffered, tortured severely by Chen Stormstout.
Meera Gaoling couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in her heart. It was really ironic that Thrall was harmed by the reputation of the savior.
The light of Musa's Tears became weaker and weaker, until it was only the size of a firefly.
According to ancient legends, ancestor Hu En Gaoling is not far away.
Musa's Tears stopped, the light was weak, only illuminating a small area, and Meira Gaoling hurriedly stopped.
There is a cliff ahead, which is bottomless. If you fail to stop, you will fall into the abyss and never be reincarnated.
This was a warning from the ancestors, and Meera Gaoling had doubted its authenticity.
If someone really falls off a cliff, can they come back and warn the next generation?
Meila Gaoling didn't have the courage to try, so she raised her head and looked up.
In the dark shadows, two majestic and dangerous peaks towered into the clouds.
Meila Gaoling looked hard and could vaguely make out that they were two elk-like horns.
The unique horn of the Highmountain tauren.
According to ancient records, these two horns belong to the ancestor Hu En Gaoling, and his huge body is hidden under the cliff.
Because Hu En Gao Ling has achieved the status of a true god, mortals have no idea how to look at him.
In order to avoid tragedy for future generations, Hu En Gao Ling only recognized his descendants by their horns.
These two horns were gifts given to Huon Gaoling by the demigod Cenarius. They have lost their function after achieving the status of true god. They are only for collection purposes and will not harm mortals.
Meila Gaoling knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly:
"Great ancestor Huon Gaoling, Mera Gaoling begs for your help."
A voice like thunder came from under the cliff:
"The current chief of the Gaoling Tribe, young Meira Gaoling, I am watching you in the Kingdom of God. Your father is serving me. Everything is fine."
Meera Gaoling frowned secretly. Being eaten by Thrall and promoted to the Kingdom of God was a lie made up by herself!
Why would my father serve Huon Highmountain? Isn't this a shame for the tauren of Highmountain?
Meila Gaoling put away her doubts and said quickly:
"Ancestor, the tauren of Highmountain are facing a catastrophe. The pandaren Chen Stormstout deceived everyone by claiming that he was Thrall. He sent a hundred thousand lightforged orcs to attack Highmountain and asked the ancestors to lend a helping hand to save them.
The Highmountain tauren are in water and fire."
There was silence for a while under the cliff, and soon Hu En's voice came:
"I saw it clearly in the Kingdom of God. Thrall and Chen Stormstout are indeed the same person. Meera Highmountain, you made a mistake."
Meera Gaoling was stunned. How could the ancestors believe such childish lies?
Could it be that Chen Stormstout has the power to reach heaven and can deceive a true god?
"Ancestor, why do you even believe it?" Meila Gaoling couldn't help but ask.
"shut up."
A thunderous sound sounded, and Meila Gaoling felt a roar in her ears. It took a long time to hear the sound.
"Meela Gaoling, how dare you doubt me, your ancestor Huon Gaoling?"
Meila Gaoling hurriedly knelt on the ground: "I don't dare."
Hu En. Gao Ling was still unyielding: "Hmph, I know that young tauren like you are the easiest to be deceived. The facts are right in front of you, but you refuse to believe it. If it weren't for the pain of your father and grandfather,
I’m sorry to urge you, but I have already abolished you, and now it seems that you are indeed unfit to be the chief!”
Meera Highmountain's head was pounding. Yes, it was indeed her fault for putting the Highmountain Tauren into such a dangerous situation.
"Ancestor, I am willing to give up my position as chief and pay any price for the mistakes I made before. I just hope that you will lend a helping hand and save the Highmountain Tauren."
There was silence again at the foot of the cliff. After a while, Hu En Gaoling said loudly:
"I just need to blow a breath, and a hundred thousand troops will be wiped out. So what about the Burning Legion back then. It's easier for me to kill them than to mow the grass.
"However, Thrall, the savior, was born with the destiny of Azeroth and is charged with the mission of saving Azeroth. If I extend a helping hand and go against God's will, Azeroth will be destroyed because of me.
This planet is so full of love that I can’t bear to see all living beings die.”
Meera Gaoling cried and said: "My ancestors, you only need to say one thing, and the savior Thrall will definitely give you face."
"Humph, do you think it's that simple? There is a huge relationship here, involving cause and effect and timeline. You don't understand, naive child." Hu En Gao Ling criticized unhappily.
Meera Highmountain howled loudly: "Ancestor, are you just watching the Highmountain tauren become extinct?"
Hu En. Gao Ling said in a low voice: "There is only one way. You tie yourself up, go to the Savior in person to plead guilty, and then offer four-fifths of your tribe as rations for the Lightcast Orcs. The Savior is kind and kind, and he will surely
By being able to forgive your mistakes, the Highmountain tauren are saved."
"What?"
Meera Gaoling was dumbfounded. She didn't expect that the method given by her ancestors was to surrender in humiliation.
"Ancestor, I want to know..."
"The time has come." Hu En Gaoling interrupted her question: "It's time for you to go back."
Musa's tears were extinguished, and the last bit of light disappeared.
Meila Gaoling felt dizzy for a while, woke up again, and found herself lying in front of the altar.
The dream-like experience of talking to ancestor Hu En Gaoling was clearly engraved in my mind.
Thinking about the tragic fate that the tauren of Highmountain would face, Meera Highmountain burst into tears.
After walking out of the door, a soul walker came over and asked with concern:
"Chief, you look very bad."
Meera Gaoling forced a smile and recognized this soul walker.