A long time ago, the Eredar race was born on the planet Argus.
They are quite intelligent and have a natural affinity for all forms of magic.
They used their talents to build a large and wonderful society where art, magic and technology merged.
So far.
The civilization of the Draenei during the Argus period may be the most outstanding mortal civilization in the Dark End.
Even the Kaldorei Empire in Azeroth may not be as good as the eredar civilization in the heyday of Argus.
Unlike the people of Azeroth, whose strength and intelligence benefit from the potential of the star soul, the development of the Eredar is aided by a triangular crystal called "Atama".
The eredar do not know the origin of this crystal, but in eredar mythology it was a gift given to the eredar in ancient times.
During the heyday of their society, the fallen titan Sargeras sought out the three most powerful leaders of the eredar, Kil'jaeden, Archimonde, and Velen.
Sargeras claimed that he was stunned by the achievements of the eredar.
He wanted to exchange greater power and knowledge for the loyalty of the eredar.
Kil'jaeden and Archimonde readily accepted the offer, but Velen had his doubts.
When he touched the Atama Crystal in the temple, Velen saw a sight that horrified him.
He saw the dark future his people were headed for: joining forces with the Dark Titan Sargeras and becoming demons.
Velen saw the horrific power of the Burning Legion and the devastation it wreaked on all living things.
Velen quickly warned Kil'jaeden and Archimonde, but they ignored the warning and began to submit to Sargeras.
Kil'jaeden and Archimonde transformed their people into insidious warlocks and joined forces with the Burning Legion. In fact, this part of the eredar became the backbone of the Burning Legion, the most important part, the officers and staff.
Velen himself fled from Argus with his followers.
Then he and his followers, two former companions whose love turned into hatred, led the Burning Legion to hunt for tens of thousands of years in the endless darkness.
I don’t know what twists and turns happened in the middle.
The Draenei spacecraft that was supposed to crash on the Blue Island next to Teldrassil crashed into the Tanaris Desert many years in advance.
It was exactly halfway between Gadgetzan and the current Zutiu, not far from the seaside.
The doors of these Draenei spaceships have long been broken. Tonatiu doesn't know if this spaceship is the Exodar.
At this moment, he was walking through it with bare hands.
The Destroyer of Nations was on his back sword officer Kezilla. Since the system mission did not mention fighting, he was in a hurry and did not bring a weapon.
Unexpectedly, outside the spacecraft, he sensed a dark aura coming inside the spacecraft.
Wanting to get the draenei as a reliable ally, he decided to help the draenei.
Anyway, given the current situation, honest people and environmentalists are still responding to requests, and there should be no way for these three big guys to come.
Even if there are any enemies in the spaceship, I should be able to deal with them now.
If you can't cope with it, the worst possible option is to run away.
After walking inside the intricate spaceship for a short while, Tonatiu realized painfully: he was lost.
This spaceship is not like the Exodar in the game, which has a direct route to the leader's territory.
After entering, there were three internal roads. He chose one and walked for a while. There were two forks.
He chose another path and walked for a while, but found two more forks.
"Can you lead the way for me?" Tonatiu turned around and said to Yrel, who was barely keeping up with him.
Even though I know she doesn't understand.
"Maybe I can do something for you." He gestured, trying to make the other party understand that he meant no harm.
"phetaviaahahi!!!" Tonatiu shouted something when he saw her.
A bright light fell on her head, and Yrel's physical condition improved visibly.
Tonati realized that what she had just used on him might have been some kind of holy light healing spell.
In terms of understanding and operating the Holy Light, there is probably no other race in the universe that can compare to these draenei.
"Shanaiortar," she said boldly to Tonatiu.
"I don't know what you are talking about." Tonatiu was helpless.
At this time, if your system has a translation function, or you are a mage or something, you can communicate without having to speak the other party's language.
Unfortunately, without if, these two possibilities do not exist and are not established.
Yirel took a deep breath.
She suddenly came towards Tonatiu, who looked past him in surprise and said: "Akor!"
Tonatiu: "???"
She started walking in front of him.
Tonatiu felt as if she was leading the way.
He hesitated for a moment, then tried to follow.
Seen from the back, this little hooves is very tall. Tonatiu feels that she is almost as tall as an ordinary Zutona troll female.
Of course.
Compared with him, it might only reach his waist.
It's about 2.56 meters tall.
Her figure...
Some of the out-of-control spacecraft lighting systems were damaged and the light was not very clear.
But when she was outside, Tonatiu had already experienced her figure.
From this angle, what caught his eye the most was of course the skeletal buttocks that grew in reverse direction.
Not too big, not too small, just right.
Very very wary!
Especially the little tail with some metal inlaid at the end, which tilted up and down when walking, as if it was trying to win Natiu's heart.
Tonatiu wanted to scratch the tail, but fortunately he still had reason.
He knew that it was in poor taste to do such a thing at this time, and the other party would most likely become angry.
The tail allows her to be so decorated. It may be some important organ or part for the draenei people.
Otherwise, it makes no sense that her whole body looks quite plain, but her tail is wearing gold and silver...
Apart from the hips and tail, the most eye-catching thing should be the pair of very special horns that bend from the front to the back.
Her horns look very different from other female draenei.
Very recognizable.
Thinking wildly, Tonatiu followed Yrel and quickly traveled inside the spacecraft.
Fortunately, it may be to accommodate the passage of Naaru, or it may be the architectural style of the Draenei, or other reasons.
The space and corridors inside the spacecraft are all very wide and high, making it easy to accommodate a big man like Tonatiu.
Along the way, Tonatiu saw some unconscious or moaning Draenei lying on the ground on both sides of the corridor from time to time.
He wanted to wake them up and help them.
But Yirel could endure it. Even though she looked at her with concern, he still took Tonatiu away with him.
It is obvious that this little hoof is a determined person.
As the dark aura became more and more obvious, and an unusual odor even appeared in the air, Tonatiu knew that he might be almost at his destination.
This smell.
He felt as if he had smelled it somewhere.
After passing through a doorway with beautiful crystals, Tonatiu, who was following Yrel, suddenly saw a bright light.
caught his eye.
It was a group of draenei holding various weapons, led by an old draenei, surrounding a huge luminous jigsaw puzzle.
Naru!
Tonatiu immediately recognized the identity of the jigsaw puzzle.
As a pure creature of the Holy Light, perhaps just like the four elemental lords of Azeroth, the Naaru are the lords of the Holy Light.
The Naaru are so recognizable.
A jigsaw puzzle composed of a bunch of glowing crystal-like things.
The situation of the jigsaw puzzle in front of me looks a little bad.
Because the light emitted by a normal jigsaw puzzle would not be the color it is now.
A kind of black mixed with purple, purple mixed with black, and an unknown gray light.
There was also that strange stench, a bit like the smell Vashj had before she was purified by him.
But the smell of this naaru is stronger.
Vashj said.
That might be the smell of emptiness.
She has N'zoth's "blessing" on her body, that's why she smells like this.
The dark aura that Tonatiu arrived at the port outside the spacecraft.
The source is this black and smelly jigsaw puzzle.
