It was approaching evening, and the hazy and warm halo of dusk had completely faded away, leaving only the cool blue-purple hue.
Robbie followed Yirel, looking at the tip of Yirel's playful tail, he always had the urge to touch it.
About to meet the prophet Velen, Robbie felt uneasy and inevitably a little nervous.
In front of the almost omniscient prophet, Robbie was actually not sure about pretending to be the fiftieth member of the Dark Portal.
Probably, it will be seen through at a glance.
The prophet was kind and gentle and would not do anything to Robbie.
Unfortunately, disappointment is inevitable.
These days, Robbie has seen too many draenei people disappointed, which makes Robbie uncomfortable and confused. He really doesn't want such an expression to appear on the prophet's face.
It can be seen that Yrel is also a little nervous, and there are slight beads of sweat on the tip of the Draenei's nose.
Vanessa walked side by side with Robbie silently, her confident yet stubborn face, and her big, clear and bright eyes, giving Robbie a little more confidence.
Ever since the orcs established the Iron Horde, Prophet Velen has rarely left the house.
He needs to be quiet, need to meditate, and painstakingly explore the future of the Draenei among the many foreseen illusions, and find the only true path to salvation.
In a simple hut, Robbie met the draenei prophet.
Feeling that a guest was coming, Velen ended his meditation, put his hands on his knees, and his wise eyes shot out two rays of light, gently brushing over the guest. At that moment, Robbie felt like he had been completely seen through.
"Welcome, champion of the Dark Portal, friend of the Draenei."
The prophet's loud voice echoed, with a calming power, and Robbie's tension disappeared instantly.
Warriors of the Dark Portal, well, there is actually nothing wrong with this sentence.
Robbie participated in the Battle of the Dark Portal, albeit only as cannon fodder.
Following Yrel's example and saluting the prophet, the three of them found their seats and sat down.
The prophet's eyes were gentle and peaceful. He glanced at Robbie's face and revealed a kind smile:
"Look, what I saw, a young man with courage, wisdom, and the courage to explore the truth. Holy light, you are destined to cross the boundaries of time. Your travels are rich and colorful, and your experiences are enviable. You will be
Bringing change to the world and bringing hope and courage to its people."
The prophet is good.
Robbie completely relaxed and felt warm and relieved from the bottom of his heart.
When his eyes jumped to Vanessa, Velen was shocked for a moment, and then returned to his original state.
"Young traveler, I see confusion in your eyes."
The prophet's face turned to Vanessa, his expression slightly serious.
"Why not do that?" Vanessa asked confusedly.
"What?"
The prophet showed some doubts, while Yrel's expression was one of shock.
Oops, Robbie slapped his forehead, it was a mistake, it was a mistake, if I had known this, I shouldn't have brought Vanessa here.
"I can't do that." The prophet lowered his eyebrows and expressed a tangled expression.
"It's not that you can't do it, it's that you are unwilling to do it. What are you worried about?" Vanessa said in an aggressive tone, like she was spitting out ice and flames.
Robbie winked repeatedly, but Vanessa pretended not to notice.
"What's the difference between that and them?" the prophet shook his head.
"So you privately decided the fate of the draenei and suppressed their nature, even if they suffered genocide? You wouldn't hesitate?"
Vanessa sneered unceremoniously: "To a certain extent, you are also a tyrant, Lord Prophet."
The wrinkles on Velen's face became deeper, like a piece of mottled old bark
The two of them were having a charade version of their conversation, and Yrel was getting more and more confused.
Robbie looked bitter.
In the presence of a beautiful, charming and attractive young woman, men usually make the same mistake.
Rhetoric.
Even Robbie is not exempt from this.
On the rare occasions when he and Vanessa are alone, Robbie likes to talk about his opinions.
And Vanessa always listens carefully like a student who pays attention to the class.
On the topic of the draenei, Robbie privately believes that this is a race that has obviously misplaced its technology. With the ability to travel between stars, as long as the technology tree turns slightly and builds aircraft, cannons, tanks, mechas, etc.
Will be almost wiped out by the orcs.
Even if the engine of the spaceship is only slightly improved, it will be a powerful weapon far more powerful than the Focusing Iris, enough to protect the safety of the Draenei.
At this point, the orcs have done very well. This race that superficially advocates muscle strength and always talks about glory never misses any opportunity to make themselves stronger.
Whether it's righteous or evil.
The Legion's evil power was pretty good, so Gul'dan used it. Mannoroth's blood tasted good, and it could also enhance the orcs' physique. Gul'dan not only drank it himself, but he also didn't forget to benefit his people.
The power of nature is very good, very powerful, very awesome and violent, so Thrall became a shaman and controlled the Ring of the Earth.
They also know how to enslave the Red Dragon Queen, force her to lay eggs, and develop dragon biotechnology.
Being able to use the Demon Soul to defeat Deathwing, why didn't others think of it?
Garrosh Hellscream, this orc who wishes his head was full of muscles, knew how to build the Iron Horde, first arm the orcs, and then do his thing.
Then he used the Focusing Iris, a big killer, to destroy Theramore and solve Orgrimmar's worries.
Even Pandaria's Sha power is not spared. In comparison, the Pandaren, who have lived with the Sha for thousands of years, have never thought of using the Sha power properly. They are just mentally retarded and stupid children.
Garrosh was so wise and daring that he beat the prophet Velen for ten thousand years. The saddest thing was that he was beaten for his intelligence. The only flaw was that he was too aggressive and ignored diplomacy.
If the orcs had the technology of the draenei, the Burning Legion, the tiny Legion of Light, and the poor Lord of the Void would have been able to run as far as they wanted, otherwise they would have been destroyed.
If one day, the Holy Light takes pity on the orcs, they will immediately hug the Holy Light's thigh, reveal their ferocious fangs, and shout a few words: The Holy Light is with us.
By the way, a few Naaru merged with itself to become the Holy Light Naaru Orc.
Orcs are the protagonists of this universe, a race that is obviously cheating.
This is not Robbie's God's perspective, nor is it groundless. In this universe, the draenei are not alone. They have goals to learn from and imitate.
Burning Legion.
The Burning Legion has advanced Star Destroyers, terrifying war mechas, mountain-like demonic monsters, and inexhaustible evil energy.
The draenei compatriots and countless eredar engineers played a vital role in the construction of the Burning Legion.
This is what an intelligent race that dominates the universe should look like.
If the Draenei learn even a few of them, it will be enough to unify Draenor.
Robbie speculated why after discovering the Draenei in Draenor, Kil'jaeden did not send his own Star Destroyer fleet, but instead went to great lengths to seduce the local orcs.
Kil'jaeden had only one goal, to force Velen, his old friend, to submit.
Either become like us, or choose racial annihilation.
Prophet Velen, this old stickman who talked about the "Holy Light" all day long, stubbornly set the tone for the destiny of the draenei people, and calmly chose the latter. Fortunately, a small number of draenei people
People successfully escaped to the continent of Azeroth.
Now that we have spaceships, is it difficult to crush the orcs?
The truth since ancient times is: if you fall behind, you will be beaten.
The Draenei explained the special phenomenon of being beaten even if you advance, which is a counter-civilization phenomenon.
What causes such a strange phenomenon?
The problem lies with the prophet Velen. He is immortal and proficient in prophecy. In the name of the Holy Light, he binds the wisdom of the Draenei.
Of course, it would be a bit unreasonable for Velen from an outside world to confront Velen from the parallel world of Draenor.
But it is not unreasonable. Robbie has already understood the situation in Ambori Village. Without the help of Alliance adventurers, the Draenei here will also be in danger of being destroyed by the Iron Horde.
Prophet Velen let out a long sigh and said in a wise tone:
"Young girl, I have seen your ambition, and I have also seen your justice and belief, but you have not seen the secret behind this endless void."
"The secret behind the void?" Robbie took a breath:
What does it mean? Lord Prophet, can you explain it clearly?
Vanessa was thoughtful.
"The Burning Legion will eventually be destroyed. The temporary strength and glory, conquest and enslavement are like the bright fireworks under the night, just the beautiful appearance of burning out."
The prophet's old face glowed:
"And I left seeds for the Argus people. In the endless river of the universe, countless civilizations are facing survival and destruction. What does the occasional ups and downs of the Draenei mean?"
There is a lot of information in the words of Prophet Velen.
In this way, the prophet made such a choice because of the greater secret behind it.
Vanessa stood up and bowed to the prophet seriously.
Robbie understood that this was a way to provoke the general.
Although I haven't found out what the bigger secret is, just knowing that this secret exists is enough. This trip is not in vain.
Is there a secret behind the void? It sounds quite fascinating.
In this timeline, in the near future, Prophet Velen sacrificed himself while purifying Nalukara, bringing peace to Shadowmoon Valley.
Can you find a way to save the prophet?
After saying goodbye to the prophet, Robbie kept thinking about this question.
Probably out of courtesy of the Draenei, Yrel invited Robbie and Vanessa to sit at home. Vanessa originally wanted to go back to the hotel to rest, but Robbie privately agreed.
Yrel's sister Samara is an important clue.
In the "Sister's Sacrifice" quest line, Ner'zhul kidnapped Samara and claimed that Samara's blood could summon the Dark Star.
The so-called Dark Star refers to the fallen Nalukara floating in the sky.
Why can the blood of a female Draenei summon the Dark Star?
Robbie couldn't understand and didn't want to think about it.
However, Ner'zhul cannot be allowed to do so.
…
Ner'zhul, the chief of the Shadowmoon Clan, is not far from Ambori Village.
Next to him, stood a small creature, a green-skinned goblin. Because of its natural protective color, goblins are very good scouts.
"Dear Chief Ner'zhul, why did you delay taking action until today? Brothers have been monitoring us for so long, and we have to go home to buy new year's goods in a few days."
The goblin muttered unhappily. He had been cooperating with the Shadowmoon clan for some time, and the little goblin was already physically and mentally exhausted. He complained in his heart more than once about these difficult orcs.
"I have been waiting for a person, the fiftieth person who raided the Dark Portal, the prophecy's hope of saving the Draenei." Ner'zhul grinned and said: "I want to conquer the Draenei and destroy them psychologically.
To defeat them, there is no better hope than to kill the draenei." (To be continued)