It wasn't too difficult for Algalon to travel through the star field with four people, and if necessary, he could carry nearly a hundred people at the same time, but that would reduce his fleeting speed to an unbearable level, and it would also greatly drain the energy of the observer of the realms.

There is another reason why Algalon was able to serve Dick with all his heart, after Algalon joined Ulduar's system, he accidentally discovered his own kind... Yes, another observer of the realms, Hablon, the soul shepherd who was captured by Dick from the Shadow Nation and obeyed Hela.

Hablon's form is incomplete, according to Algalon's observations, Hablon should be the remains of some full-body observer of the worlds, probably some special form that evolved after the death of a certain warrior who desperately went to Azeroth to deliver the news when the Pantheon was destroyed, and the ignorant Hablon himself did not know the great mission contained in his body.

However, after Algalon recalibrated Hablon's core, the Precursor also possessed the ability of the Observer of the Worlds to travel through the world, and he was given another mission by Dick, and that mission itself was the fundamental reason why Algalon was willing to give everything he had to the Ulduar system.

Of course, this is one of Ulduar's deepest hidden secrets, and Algalon will not go around talking about it, and it has been 3 days since he set foot on the land of Ulduar with the Tulayans, the Hatton chieftain, and the distracted-looking Sylvanas.

Algalon felt tired from the journey, so he quickly went to the Hall of the Stars to rest, and for the observers of the realms, bathing in the starlight was the best way to rest, and the four of them were greeted differently.

When the door to the antechamber of Ulduar was opened under the impetus of the respectful earth spirit attendants, the first thing Tulayan saw was the old face of old Fordin, his former comrades-in-arms, who had been baptized together to become the first great knights, and Gavinrad, who stood behind Old Fordin, wearing priest's robes, and Alessandro on the other side, the moment he saw these old brothers, Tulayan, a real tough guy, the tears of joy were still not stopped, and they hugged each other.

"Brother, I never thought that the Holy Light would be so kind to us, I never thought that we would meet again one day! Thank the Holy Light! Thank you for the Holy Light for still sheltering you in the distant world!"

Old Ferdin, who was also in tears, patted Tulayan on the back, looking at the face that had also become old, he was full of emotion, and Mograini laughed and gave Tulayan a warm hug, and the old man with a burst of temper shouted angrily,

"I knew they wouldn't kill you, Tulayan, and I knew you'd come back one day!

Tulayan was speechless, tears were streaming down his face, he felt the joy of these old brothers and the pride of the battle that had been fought on the battlefield, he looked at Gavin Lade, who was standing gently and quietly, the most peaceful old brother, although he did not rush up to give him a hug, but the tears in his eyes and trembling hands also proved his excitement.

"Gavin Rad, I said a long time ago that you are better suited to be a priest... I'm right, old man!"

Tulayan couldn't help but hug Gavinrad, slapped him twice on the back, then let go of him and shouted,

"It's good to see you again, brothers, we won't get drunk tonight!"

"You forgot to give us a welcome... Tulayan. ”

A cold and eerie voice sounded behind him, and the great knight in joy felt the indifference of death, his face changed drastically, and he turned his head sharply, the scorching holy light shone on his fists, and he saw two guys in black armor and black rose battle helmets, they were standing not far away, the luster of death and frost was constantly whistling around their bodies, wantonly spreading the aura of hideousness and terror to everything around them.

"Death! Death Knight! How dare you appear in front of us!"

Tulayan has seen the Death Knight, in the Orc War, he has fought against the Death Knight more than once, in fact, his disappearance in the Outlands is also caused by the decisive battle between him and the Orc's strongest Death Knight Talon Blood Demon in the Shadow Moon Valley, so he is no stranger to the Death Knight, but because of this, he does not have any good feelings for these death-wielding guys.

Old Fordin wanted to say something, but was stopped by Mograine, and Tulayan was about to rush to fight the two seemingly powerful Death Knights, but at this moment, they took off their helmets, revealing their bone-white hair, their wizened faces, their appearances changed by death, and the great soul who was immersed in death, but still guarded the light.

Tulayan's roar was cut off at this moment, and he looked at the two Death Knights who had taken off their helmets in disbelief, his body trembling, his voice dry from anger and grief.

"The light is above... Uther, Dasohan, you... How did you come to be like this... What kind of doom has happened to you..."

"No, no, no, no, my brother Tulayan, this is not bad luck, this is just a more cruel blessing for us to continue to defend this world in another form, this world we love so much, we hate it. ”

Uther smiled with difficulty, "It's fate, although it's a strange thing, but... Welcome back, my brother. ”

Da Sohan, who was standing beside him, was more silent, but he also showed a difficult smile when facing Tulayan,

"I've buried some fine wine in Stratholm and am waiting for you to come back... Now it looks like it's time for a glass of wine, welcome back, my brother. ”

The first generation of Great Knights reunited after nearly 11 years, but they were no longer human, and they had been changed too much by this cruel time, the surprise on Tulayan's face passed, he shook his head with a wry smile, and then strode forward, scattered the holy light, and held Uther and Dasohan in his arms,

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

Feeling the coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, Tulayan's smile was somewhat bitter, but Uther and Dasohan could no longer shed tears.

The world has changed, but fortunately, the human affection is still the same, even if it has changed its form, changed its face, this friendship has been polished more brightly in time, 11 years, three completely different paths, reunited, they will only thank the Holy Light, and will no longer spit on the cruelty of time, there is no need.

Uther patted Tulayan on the shoulder with some discomfort, and on the other side, Aurelia also had a welcome from her hometown.

Winlessa was holding her two children, her husband Ronin was standing beside his wife with some uneasiness, the archmage had already sensed the malice of Sylvanas, the second sister of the Windrunner, towards him more than once, and he was now worried that the eldest sister who had returned from the distant world would have the same attitude, this was the current patriarch of the Windranger family, and if she also opposed his marriage to Winlessa, it would put her wife under a lot of pressure.

However, Wen Lesa has a lot of confidence in her sister, and in her words, "the eldest sister has found a human husband herself, and she won't blame me." ”

In fact, Aurelia burst into tears the moment she saw her youngest sister, and she could only hold her twin sons and watch his wife and sister cry into tears.

"The second sister said that she would definitely bring you back, and I wanted to go with her, but I couldn't... I'm a coward, eldest sister, I didn't follow the second sister to Argus to find you, I was afraid to hear the unfortunate news, thank goodness you are finally back, I'm sorry, eldest sister..."

Wen Leisa hugged Aurelia and cried and spoke, Aurelia gently comforted her sister, she gently patted her back, "It's okay, it's all over, it's okay, my Wen Leisa, it's all over, I'm back, I won't leave you again, don't cry, my sister..."

"Women... Sure enough, it's all made of water. ”

Luo Ning couldn't help but complain a little, but this kind of warm scene also made the archmage very emotional, and he decided to just stand quietly and not disturb this beautiful feeling.

Sylvanas wasn't here, the Ranger General had gone to another man to ask for an explanation, and beside Ronin, a half-elf in armor was constantly wiping the corners of his eyes, this was the son of Artola, Tulayan and Aurelia, Ronin's nephew, he watched his father and mother, and watched them return to Azeroth, and his heart was full of love, but Artola was a good boy, he did not bother his parents and relatives and friends, but stayed quietly.

It wasn't until the tall man walked towards him that Artola really got nervous.

In Altola's memory, his father was a serious man, a real soldier, and when Tulayan disappeared, Artola was a child, and he returned, and Artola had grown into a real man.

But standing in front of this man, Artola will still be a little nervous, his father, who has been away for more than ten years, is looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze, Altora stood up straight like a soldier, and then he felt his father give him a warm hug,

"I'm sorry, son, I came back too late. ”

At this moment, all of Artola's maturity and steadiness were crushed by tears,

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

At this moment, Ulduar is full of warmth, of course, there are not very harmonious places, for example, in front of Hatton, the prophet Viren, who was supported by Malrad, had a painful face, he recognized Hatton at first sight, and his subordinate that day, this once heroic Ereda awakener, has been tormented by magic energy and suffering for 2 years, his face is ugly, his eyes are cold, and this ugliness and coldness, like a whip, whipped in Viren's heart.

"Hatton... I..."

"Smack"

A slap in the face of Viren, Marlad did not stop it, in fact, the garrison officer who had experienced everything in that ordeal had no reason to stop it.

"Viren, you traitor, you betrayed us, you betrayed the whole of Argus!"

Hatton's body was also injured, but at this time, he was holding the staff made of the demon's bones, he looked at the prophet in front of him viciously, looked at his old affection, looked at that repentant look, but did not let the anger and suffering in his heart be reduced even a little, on the contrary, the moment he saw the former leader, the anger in Hatton's heart could no longer be suppressed.

This slap was just the beginning, and Hatton leaned on his body and cursed 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 devil and I, who have been in the hell of Argus for 25,000 years... We have been tortured to lose everything we once had, to lose everything we once had!"

"Do you know what those children call me? Chief, Chief, Chief!! all our civilizations, everything, have been destroyed! We have fallen into the age of barbarism, how can you make me endure all this, do you know how painful I feel every time I see those children? This should be your responsibility!"

"Viren, if you were still here, your spiritual connection would still be there, we wouldn't have come to this point! Look at me, Viren, look at me... Then tell me that you did everything right, that you took the backbone of civilization and threw us into the hell of Argus, and tell me that you were right!

"Tell me, we're to blame for all this! Tell me, we're bringing it all on ourselves!"

"Tell me!"

Viren closed his eyes in pain, standing in front of him was not Rakish, but the suffering of a world, even if he told himself ten thousand times that he had left the last spark for the world of Argus, but the moment he saw Hatton, all this self-report was like a beach castle, overwhelmed by remorse and unspeakable torture.

He didn't know how to face Hatton, he didn't know what to say.

Did he make the right choice?

That's right!

But is it fair?

No... All the difficulties on the way to escape are nothing to mention for Hatton and the natives of the Argus world... The people of Essoda started their lives from scratch in Azeroth, and it was like paradise to them.

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