Chapter 337

At the northernmost end of the mysterious Kalimdor continent, there is an ocean that is always calm. It is not as Moody as the South China Sea, nor as cold as the North China Sea. Like the ghost land in the northern part of the eastern continent, it is full of dark sky formed naturally, and it is always silent at night. When the light of every morning falls, The sea is covered with light green fog, which looks like the most beautiful and mysterious scenery.

The elves called it "misty sea" or "misty sea". In ancient times, it was the inherent territory of the Cadore elves. They built a port along the coast, which is still in use today. This dark and humid land is called the black coast, the port named "oberdine", It's the only place on this desolate road where warm campfires shine.

With the gradual development of other civilizations in the mainland, oberdine has become the only port for night elves, and it has become prosperous. Many old sea dogs who have sailed all their lives on the sea will choose to retire in this beautiful place. For thousands of years, oberdine has been the only lighthouse on the misty sea, Some people affectionately call it "the most beautiful and quiet place in the world".

But today, the beauty and quietness are broken.

When esoda fell on the misty sea, the huge waves brought by the impact almost engulfed a third of the houses in oberdine, turning it into a marshland. Fortunately, there are Druids here, so there are no casualties except for a few unfortunate people who were swept away and rescued by the waves.

But the angry sea of mist frightened the residents here. Finally, the priestess, Natalia? Silver forest and the leader of the Druids, cyrilyn? White claw finally decided to send a scout to the place where esoda fell to check the situation, but these frightened Night Elves didn't know that as early as a few days ago, there were new "guests" here.

Just as Mallard and millhouse go to find Madian, Dick and Gianna arrive at the fallen island of esoda, the island of Miranda, which is a desert island in the sea of mist. Senxia and his flagship have been waiting here.

As early as Muru told him that esoda was coming, Dick sent senxia to the misty sea area. Although he was not sure whether esoda would land here as before in this history, Dick thought it was necessary to arrange in advance.

As a result, when esoda fell, senxia was almost crazy to pull the sound transmission stone. When the burning crystal fell, the hapless Dark Lord was berthing at the edge of the island for replenishment. If his steel flagship was not strong enough, and he tried his best to fix the ship on the shore with vines, it would only be the first big tide, It's enough to devour senxia and his crew.

But also benefited from the advantage of early docking, after the Delaney people fell, senxia, who got Dick's order, immediately joined the rescue of the Delaney people with a carefully selected crew.

When esoda was attacked by audur, the whole hull of the ship was almost punctured. When it fell to the island, almost half of esoda was buried in the soft sand, while the passengers were thrown into the sky, and then fell to all parts of the small island, which was inaccessible.

Now, the island of mirlan is extremely miserable. There are scattered parts everywhere. The black smoke penetrates into the sky. The survivors sit in the same place and seem unable to bear the impact. The mentally determined people run to follow the priests to save their own people as soon as they recover. In fact, they should thank esoda for being hard enough, This has saved at least 70% of the passengers' lives.

But it means that there are still 30% people whose lives and deaths are unknown, especially those dangerous creatures who are imprisoned in esoda magic prison. They are also thrown into this sea and island together. If not stopped, this place will soon be occupied by those dangerous creatures.

Of course, the most important thing is always to save those who are still alive!

When senxia and his men came to the center of the secret blue island with dozens of Delaney people rescued by them, these pirates were almost treated like heroes. Although they could not understand the complex and profound Delaney language, the young and charming Delaney girls' hugs and the old people's thanks still made these pirates feel a little elated.

Finally, these "kind" foreigners were even interviewed by Veron. When he learned that they were under the command of Dick, the knight of dawn, and Dick was coming quickly, the prophet's expression was a little strange, but he was very generous to thank these foreigners.

The delani people have much better jewelry processing skills than Azeroth. The jewelry pendants carved by their skillful craftsmen are truly masterpieces in the civilized world. After realizing this, the prophet quickly "hired" senxia and his crew to help the delani people search for their surviving companions, And get rid of or capture those dangerous creatures as quickly as possible.

The pirates who made a windfall in Oldham have already lost their last cent in a certain port. So they have a good job to do. They all say that this is what Azeroth people should do. They don't even need senxia to drive them away, and they start off with the necessary supplies one by one.

In the next few days, they will travel all over the island and bring all the delani they meet back to esoda. As for senxia, he stayed in esoda, waiting for Dick to come.

Dick almost arrived in esorda with the scouts sent by the night elves, but their treatment was very different. As soon as the night elves' ship came ashore, they were found by the sailors on the "Dark Lord" by senxia's group. Then they informed senxia. Senxia told the prophet. At this sensitive juncture, these night elves sailors, It was brought by Kongwu's powerful Delaney garrison officers.

And Dick and tired Gianna are welcomed by Veron.

Senxia and his crew proved who their friends were. At the moment when they saw esoda, when they felt the presence of Veron, they saw the glimmer of light that almost lit up the whole island. Dick had a special feeling that it was the reflection of the holy light, not the common resonance, It's a special resonance.

If Dick's right... Veron is also a voter!

The electorate of the light in AGUS world!

Still intact in esoda, in the golden and resplendent hall with unique Delaney style and crystal and magic patterns, Veron, sitting on the chair, stretched out his hand to Dick and made a "please sit down" gesture.

The paladin sat opposite Veron in silence, while Gianna sat beside him. A few seconds later, Veron's voice rang directly in their hearts. The priest of the holy light had already possessed the ability of spiritual dialogue. No wonder he could communicate with senxia without obstacles.

"Hello, brother bathed in the holy light, I have imagined your existence more than once, but I don't know that you are so young."

"I'm Veron, the voice of the light in the AGUS world."

There was a slight shock in Dick's body, and so it was. He pondered for a few seconds and pointed his finger on his forehead. The mysterious holy order pattern appeared in front of him with a golden flash. The old prophet picked his brow and then slowly extended his hand. The same holy light surged, and a three-dimensional holy pattern also appeared in his hand.

Although he didn't know it, Dick knew that the holy tattoo represented "salvation", and his holy tattoo, named "order", was an extremely rare essence of power that only true light dependents could obtain.

"I... I met Muru..."

As soon as Dick spoke, he was interrupted by Veron. The old prophet looked at him with clear eyes, then reached out and took out a purple crystal pendant from his arms. The crystal was like an eye, and the silver and gold rings around the pendant were exquisite beyond imagination.

It's not the point. The point is that at the moment when the purple crystal appeared, the two Atama crystals on Dick's neck and fingers began to beat slightly.

The Paladin as like as two peas, and the Jaina's eyes were lifted. He was able to take the shield of the arrow from his fingers and take out the shadow of the leaves hanging around his neck. In the process, another small jewel pendant hanging around his neck was seen in his eyes. The master Mademoiselle smiled lightly, and she wore a pendant hanging on her neck. It's a token of love for two people.

Dick put the two crystals in the palm of his hand, spread out his hands, and put them in front of his body. He felt that the three crystals were calling each other urgently, but neither Veron nor Dick would rashly put them together.

"Well, the shadow of the leaves in your hand is the one I lost. The Naru shield was probably lost when the temple of Kalabo, which is the seat of the Bishop's Council, was broken. It was a hard and dark time."

Veron gently put away the purple pendant, which is also an Atama crystal, called "song of the soul". It is said that it can let Veron peep at fate, see the future and the fragments of the past. Although it is not necessarily the right future, Veron's Prophet name is complete with it.

Dick can't belittle this Draenei prophet. He has lived for two thousand five thousand years. Dick can be sure that although Veron is old, he will definitely live much longer than himself. Kil'jaeden, the great devil who is the commander of the Burning Legion, was once his close friend, and Archimonde needs to be a disciple of Veron.

Besides Titan, the prophet was the biggest man Dick had ever seen.

But he is very friendly. He looks at dick with a serious smile. The light behind him is not strong, but when it comes to purity, it is much higher than Dick's holy light. I don't know how many times.

Veron, the prophet of two thousand and five thousand years, has already passed the shackles that ordinary people can't imagine in a long time. His own existence means the manifestation of the rules of the world. In Azeroth, such existence is generally called... Demigod.

Veron closed his eyes. He breathed a sigh of relief. His voice sounded in Dick's heart,

"I saw the fate of the world, Dick. You changed it, didn't you?"

The paladin was silent for a moment, nodded, "... Yes."

The prophet asked again,

"You've heard the light with your own ears, haven't you?"

Dick nodded. "Yes."

When Veron opened his eyes, his thin left hand slowly opened, and the light gathered. A vivid picture of Azeroth's planet appeared in his palm. It kept spinning, and was finally infected by the green light coming from all directions,

"Do you know what the Burning Legion means to the world?"

The paladin looked at the world completely covered with green light. He knew the threat of demons better than anyone, so he nodded, "yes, I know, that's what I've been guarding against."

Veron scattered the picture of the palm of his hand. For the first time, he looked into Dick's eyes seriously. There was a deep flame in it,

"Will you declare war on demons after they have waged eternal wars again and again, for your world's sake and for their immortality?"

The paladin clenched his fist firmly. "I will! I have never compromised with the devil, never before and never will! "

The draenee's Prophet looked at Dick for a few seconds, and at last he laughed,

"Illidan, the new king of Outland, is your friend, isn't he

This question surprised Dick a little, and then he was a little embarrassed. He organized the language. "Yes, everything Illidan did was to fight against the Burning Legion, but I don't know that he started such a large-scale war for it."

"And the last question, tell me, can I believe you? Dick

Veron's voice sank down. The paladin knew that his relationship with the delani people would be determined after this issue. Now that the northern expedition is about to begin, if he can get the support of the delani people of the holy family, he will completely get rid of the shackles of the short-sighted civilized world, and will be able to mobilize more forces to focus on this northern expedition.

So he looked at Veron's eyes, which seemed to contain the whole sea of stars. Dick was not afraid. He said in a deep voice, "we should believe in each other. I believe that the holy light let us meet. If we can, the warriors of the holy light and I are even willing to help you recapture Argus. Of course, not now."

Dick's voice echoed in the hall. The old prophet was playing with a string of delicate crystal beads. After the third turn, Veron opened his eyes and stretched out his left hand,

"Well, Dick, the light Walker in another world, you're going to be a friend of the draynes."

The paladin was relieved. He grinned and held out his left hand,

"I'm honored, Mr. Veron."

So in the light of the gentle song, two hands together, Draenei, so this conservative suffering race, in Azeroth also finally have their first friend.