Chapter 662

It's not difficult for olgaron to take four people across the star field. If necessary, he can take nearly a hundred people at the same time. But that situation will reduce his fleeting speed to an unbearable level, and it will also greatly consume the energy of this observer.

There is another reason why olgaron can serve Dick wholeheartedly. After olgaron joined the system of odul, he unexpectedly found his own kindred... Yes, another observer of the world, habron, the shepherd who was captured by Dick from the shadow Kingdom and subordinated to Hera.

Habron's form is not complete. According to olgaron's observation, habron should be the remains of a complete observer of all worlds. It is probably a special form evolved after the death of a warrior who went to Azeroth to deliver a message when the Pantheon was destroyed. The ignorant habron himself did not know the great mission contained in his body.

However, after olgaron recalibrated the core of habron, the pioneer also had the ability to travel through the world. He was given another mission by Dick, and that mission itself was the fundamental reason why olgaron was willing to dedicate everything to the odul system.

Of course, this is one of the deepest secrets of audur. Olgaron will not talk about it everywhere. It was three days later when he took Mr. and Mrs. turayans, chief Hatton and the tangled Sylvanas to the land of audur.

This journey made olgaron feel tired, so he soon went to the dome hall to have a rest. For the observers of all circles, bathing in the starlight is the best way to have a rest, and the four people were welcomed by different people.

When the door of audur's antechamber was opened with the help of respectful earthling attendants, the first thing turayan saw was the old face of old Fordring, his former comrades in arms, who were baptized together and became the companions of the first generation of knights, and gavenrad, who was standing behind old Fordring and was wearing a priest's robe, and alexandro on the other side, At the moment of seeing these old brothers, turayan, the real tough guy, whose tears of joy were not stopped, they hugged each other.

"Old brother, I never thought that the holy light would care for us so much. I never thought that we would meet again! Thank the light! Thank you for still sheltering you in the distant world

Old Fordring was also full of tears. He patted behind turayan's back and looked at his old face. He was filled with emotion. Mograine gave turayan a warm hug with a laugh. The old man's temper was as angry as a bell,

"I knew they couldn't kill you, turayan. I knew you would come back one day! That's great! I knew it

Turayan was speechless, and tears were streaming on his face. He felt the joy of these old brothers and the pride of fighting on the battlefield. He looked at gavenrad, the most peaceful old brother, who stood on one side gently and quietly. Although he didn't rush up to give him a hug, the tears and shaking hands in his eyes, It also proves his excitement.

"Gavenrad, I said long ago that you are more suitable to be a priest... I'm right, old man!"

Tulayan hugged gavenrad and patted him behind his back. Then he let him go and yelled,

"How nice to see you again! Brothers, we're not going home tonight! "

"You forgot to welcome us... Turayan."

The cold and gloomy voice sounded behind him. The knight in joy felt the indifference of death. His face changed dramatically. The burning holy light was shining on his fists. He saw two guys in black armor and black rose helmet. They were standing not far away. The luster of death and frost was constantly whistling around them, All around the spread of wanton that people feel ferocious and terrible atmosphere.

"Death! Death knight! How dare you show up in front of us

Turayan has seen death knights. In the orc war, he has fought with death knights more than once. In fact, his disappearance in Outland is also caused by the decisive battle between him and Talon blood devil, the strongest death knight of the orcs, in shadow Moon Valley. Therefore, he is not strangers to death knights, but he has no good feelings for these guys who wave death.

Old Fordring wanted to say something, but Mograine stopped him. Turayan was about to rush up to fight with these two powerful death knights. At this moment, they took off their helmets, revealing their bony white hair, their thin face, their appearance changed by death, and their immersion in death, But still guard the light of the great soul.

Turayan's roar was cut off at this moment. He looked at the two death knights who took off their helmets. His body was shaking. Because of anger and sadness, his voice became dry.

"The light is on... Uther, dashohan, how did you become like this... What kind of misfortune did you encounter..."

"No, no, no, no, my brother turayan, it's not bad luck, it's just a more cruel blessing. Let's continue to defend the world in another form, the world we love and hate."

Uther hard to show a "ferocious" smile, "this is fate, although it has become a stranger, but... Welcome back, my brother."

Dasohan, who was standing beside him, was more silent, but he also showed a hard smile when facing turayan,

"I buried some good wine in stansom, waiting for you to come back... Now it looks like it's time to have some good wine together. Welcome back, my brother."

The first generation of knights reunited nearly 11 years later, but things are different and have been changed too much by this cruel time. The surprise on turayan's face passed away. He shook his head with a bitter smile, then strode forward, scattered the light, and held Uther and dasohan in his arms,

"Anyway... You will always be my old brothers."

Feeling the deep cold, turayan's smile is somewhat bitter, but Uther and dasohan can no longer shed tears.

The world has changed, but the good thing is that the human relationship remains the same, even if it changes the form and face, the friendship is polished more brightly in the time. In 11 years, three completely different roads, they will get together again, they will only thank the holy light, and will not spit on the time's endurance, there is no need.

Uther patted turayan on the shoulder a little unaccustomed, while on the other side, Aurelia also had a welcome from her hometown.

Wenleisa is holding her two children, and her husband ronin stands beside her uneasily. The Archmage has felt the malice of Sylvanas, the second elder sister of windwalker, towards him more than once. Now he is worried that the elder sister who has returned from the distant world will have the same attitude. This is the current patriarch of windwalker family, If she's also against his marriage to Vanessa, it's going to put a lot of pressure on her wife.

But wenlesa is very confident about her sister. In her words, "she has found a human husband herself. She won't blame me."

In fact, Aurelia's tears burst at the moment when she saw her youngest sister. What's more, she could only hold her twin son and watch her wife and sister cry.

"The second elder sister said that she would definitely bring you back. I want to go with her, but I can't... I'm a coward, elder sister. I didn't follow the second elder sister to AGUS to find you. I'm afraid to hear the bad news. Thank God, you're finally back. Sorry, elder sister..."

Wenleisa holding aurelia, crying and talking, Aurelia gently comforted her sister, she gently patted her back, "it's OK, it's all over, it's OK, my wenleisa, it's all over, I'm back, I won't leave you again, don't cry, my sister..."

"Women... Are all made of water."

Ronin could not help but make complaints about it. But this warm scene also made the Magi feel very sorry. He decided to stand quietly so as not to disturb this beautiful feeling.

Sylvanas is not here. The Ranger general has gone to another man to discuss with him. Beside ronin, a half elf in armor keeps wiping his eyes. This is the son of Altora, turayan and aurelia, ronin's nephew. He looks at his father and mother, and sees them return to Azeroth. His inner love is also beyond expression, But Altora is a good child, he did not disturb his parents and relatives and friends get together, but quietly stay aside.

It wasn't until the tall man came up to him that Altora was really nervous.

In Altora's memory, his father was a serious man and a real soldier. When tulayan disappeared, Altora was still a child. When he came back, Altora had grown up to be a real man.

But standing in front of this man, Altora is still a little nervous. His father, who has been away for more than ten years, is looking at him with a kind of scanning eyes. Altora stands up straight like a soldier, and then feels that his father gives him a warm hug,

"Sorry, son, I came back too late."

At this moment, all of Altora's maturity and steadiness were defeated by tears,

"It's OK, Dad, just come back..."

At this moment, audur is full of warmth. Of course, there are also discordant places. For example, in front of Hatton, Veron, the prophet supported by mallard, has a painful face. He recognized Hatton at the first sight. On that day, his subordinate, the once heroic ereda awakener, has been tormented by magic power and suffering for 2W years. His face is ugly, His eyes are cold, and this ugly and cold, like a whip, whipped in Veron's heart.

"Hatton... I..."

"Pa"

A slap in the face of Veron, mallard did not stop, in fact, had experienced all the suffering of the garrison officer, there is no reason to stop.

"Veron, you traitor, you betrayed us, you betrayed the whole AGUS!"

Hatton's body was also injured, but at this time, he was leaning on the staff made of the devil's skeleton. He looked at the prophet in front of him viciously, looked at his old deep feeling, looked at his repentant eyes, but did not reduce his inner anger and suffering. On the contrary, at the moment of seeing the former leader, Hatton's inner anger could no longer be suppressed.

The slap was just the beginning. Hatton leaned on his body and swore in the most vicious language,

"You're gone, no worries! But look at us, those of us who don't want to succumb to the demons and me. We've been in AGUS' hell for two thousand five thousand years... We've been tortured and lost everything we've ever had, lost everything we've ever had

"Do you know what those children call me? Chief! Chief!!! All our civilizations, all of them, have been destroyed! We have fallen into the wild age. How can you make me stand up for all this? Do you know how painful I feel every time I see those children? It should have been your responsibility

"Veron, if you are still there and your spiritual link is still there, we will not fall to this point! Our world, our AGUS, is not going to be like this... Look at me, Veron, look at me... And tell me that everything you've done is right. Tell me that it's right for you to take away the backbone of civilization and leave us in AGUS' hell. Tell me! Veron

"Tell me, we are all to blame! Tell me, we asked for it all

"Tell me!"

Veron painfully closed his eyes, standing in front of him is not Lakesh, but the suffering of a world, even if he told himself 10000 times that he left the last fire for Argus world, but at the moment of seeing Hatton, all these self statements are like sand castle, washed away by regret and unspeakable torment.

He didn't know what to do with Hatton, what to say.

Did he make the right choice?

correct!

But is it fair?

No... all the difficulties on the way to escape are not worth mentioning to Hatton and the aborigines of AGUS world... The people of esoda's life from scratch in Azeroth is like paradise to them.

And they don't even have the right to look up to heaven