Huron stood by the porthole of the "Holy Light Devout", supporting his body with a cane, and a heavily armed orc stood not far away, with his hands on his shoulders, carrying a firearm full of technology behind his back, and on the left side of his combat uniform, hanging an insignia that resembled Huron's "Silver Dawn" badge.

It was a blood-stained battle axe, the hallmark of the Warsong Clan.

After 2000, orcs ruled 22 of the 137 sectors of the Azeroth Federation, which is considered a truly powerful race, with the entire human civilization ruling 36 sectors, dwarves ruling 16, Night Elves 11, Quel'Salas 12, draenei and Ereda combined 18, goblins, minotaurs, and trolls ruling 9, and the remaining 14 sectors ruled by other forces and powerful races that later joined the Azeroth civilization.

In general, it is still divided according to the racial population of the supreme home planet Azeroth, but this kind of domination is not completely divided, but like the division model of the Pruk Star Zone, each race has representatives in various important positions in the Governor's Palace, and the alliance government of the home planet maintains their loyalty to the Federation through this "mixed sand" method.

The territory is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more factions, so it is naturally impossible to maintain the unity it once had, but after the Burning Legion advanced the front, in the face of the ultra-long front spanning 14 star sectors, the Azeroth Federation still maintained a fairly strong centripetal force.

Ironically, 2,000 years ago, Dick used the Burning Legion to pinch Azeroth into a rope, and 2,000 years later, the latecomers are still keeping each other united in the same way.

But once it was to survive, but now, it's about going further and pinning each other down.

The 137 major star sectors have long exceeded the range of 100 light years of the Wall of Stars, especially after the implementation of the Void Engine and the Leap function, the speed of fleet cruising and development has reached the fastest in history, and the speed of the staff of the Federal Strategy Department to build the star map cannot even catch up with the speed of the expansion of the Federation's frontiers.

According to the speculation of the Federal Council three years ago, in a maximum of 10 years, Azeroth will have more than 150 star sectors, and the once feared Burning Legion has become a force that can truly face to face.

But even so, the "supreme bounty" promised by Elune has not yet been realized, and the hero who faced the Dark Titan and bought enough time for the development of the Azeroth civilization from the most important node has still not been found, and with the spread of time, the former heroes slowly grow old, and finally enter Valhalla, becoming legends, and eventually becoming myths, and the story of the world manager has also become a bedside book for children.

Yes, there are still star spirits in Azeroth, whom they call "gods", but even those who are most loyal to Dick are on the verge of losing faith.

That was 2,000 years, and for mortals, it was unimaginably long.

But now, the long years are coming to an end, and the heroes of the past will return to this world, provided that this expedition of Governor Huron can truly achieve the results he wants.

"Grace, are you ready for battle?"

Huron withdrew his gaze from among the stars in the distance, and turned his head to look at the orc, who nodded, and replied in a sonorous voice,

"This is one of the most powerful fleets in the Prukh Star Sector, comparable to twice the demon fleet, as long as they don't go crazy, we can retrieve the legendary will unharmed, but Huron, I've always wondered, what does that Lord mean to you?"

After the orc finished speaking, he seemed to feel that his words were a little ambiguous, so he pondered for a moment and changed his words,

"I mean, in the diary of my old great-grandfather, he regarded Master Dick as the only being of that era who surpassed greatness, a true legend, and what about you? We have worked together for 35 years, and thanks to this blessed bloodline, we have more than five times more lives than mortals, we can see more things, and we are more and more indifferent to family affection, but after all, you have the direct blood of Master Dick in your body, do you feel different when you face the miracle stories he created?"

Hearing this, Huron paused for a moment, and after a moment, he laughed,

"Grace, is this your curiosity, or is it the curiosity of your fathers? Don't forget, you are an orc, I am a human, and 2,000 years ago, our two races were real mortal enemies!"

Grace Hell Roar rolled his eyes,

"You also said that it was 2,000 years ago, and in this era, apart from the difference in appearance, is there any difference between us? Don't forget, when you were in the Storm Academy, but I always gave you a head, the youngest daughter of the Deer Helmet family bullied you long enough. ”

"yes, Varina..."

Huron muttered to himself, as if remembering some bad memory, and gritted his teeth, "I'll never forget the scene when Valina died in my arms... After welcoming back my ancestors, I will go back to the battlefield of the Great Triangular Star Domain and make a real break with those demons! The Minethil family will not tolerate hatred for too long, and I will use their blood to comfort my lover!"

"As for your question, ah, how can I put it. ”

Huron's eyes were slightly closed, like Queen Kalia standing in the palace garden, and from the corners of his eyebrows, there was still a faint trace of the outline of Dick's face, "I was raised by my grandmother's hand, our family is not prosperous, for as long as I can remember, I grew up listening to my grandfather's stories, it's hard to say what his impression is in my heart, but as his direct descendant, I always know more than you." ”

"My grandfather was a truly great man, his first 20 years of obscurity, but in less than 10 years, dragged the dying Azeroth into the interstellar age, he was used to holding the whole world on his shoulders, if there was a goal in my heart, then there was no doubt that he was the one who could make a whole world obey 2000 years ago, and a word could change everything. ”

"If I had the strength he once had, Valina wouldn't..."

At this point, Huron shook his head, "I'll wait until I see him." ”

Grace nodded, Huron was reluctant to say too much, he could understand, the legend of Dick was a household name in the Most High Home Star, but the true image of that being was only preserved in the sleeping legendary souls of Valhalla, and even his ancestor, Garrosh Hellroar, the greatest chief in the history of the Warsong Clan, was reluctant to talk too much about this topic.

They seem to think it's all blasphemy to talk about him... It's hard for Grace to imagine what kind of person can convince so many legendary heroes and be willing to fight under his command.

How did he lead Azeroth, who was still very weak at the time, to achieve one great victory after another in the harsh environment of 2,000 years ago, as if he was omniscient and omnipotent in mythology.

"Ding Dong"

The sound of the doorbell broke the silence, and a moment later, Colonel Kelman walked into the room with a stack of papers, Huron and Grace sat by the porthole, and the Governor nodded to Kelman,

"Then, Colonel, tell us a story about the Land of Origin. ”

The colonel nodded, this is a veteran who has really experienced the battlefield of life and death, he has passed the age of great sorrow and joy, even in the face of the opportunity of the bloodline nobles, after he pondered, he can ensure that his favor is not shocked, but this performance made Huron and Grace nod secretly.

The bloodline nobles are different from the nobles of the old world, this is a special class, while enjoying more privileges, they also have to pay more prices, just from the casualty rate of high-level commanders, after every major war, there will inevitably be more than 40% of the new generation of bloodline nobles killed in battle, which is why after 2000, the number of this class has only grown to about 20 people.

Leading by example is their creed, bravery and fearlessness are their portrayal, and these true elites of Azeroth are using death and victory to maintain the glory in blood!

At this point, the old-fashioned members of the Federal Council of Azeroth will not make any compromises at all, and this kind of policy is also the basic national policy of the Supreme Home Planet, and no one will oppose this at all.

In the Great Interstellar Age, only the continuation of this martial tradition, which originated from antiquity, is the true foundation that guarantees that a civilization will never decline.

"According to the information collected by the government of Zhiyuan, as well as my past 4 exploration operations on the Origin Star, the indigenous civilization of Zhiyuan was originally born on the Origin Star, and they were not created by Titans, but a species native to the planet. ”

Colonel Kelman turned on the physical projection, and a blink of complex data pulsed in front of the two commanders, showing the information of the indigenous civilization of Zhiyuan.

"Their form of existence is very similar to that of human civilization, but before this node in 2000, their civilization only developed to slavery, and they did not even enter the feudal dynasty!"

The information in the colonel's hand turned over a page, and on the projection, a clear timeline appeared, which immediately attracted the attention of Huron and Grace, and the orc rubbed his chin and looked at the timeline with a wise eye that did not quite fit the image of the orc, and then asked,

"What happened to the Origin Star 2,000 years ago?"

"Their civilization is starting to improve by leaps and bounds!"

A little light appeared in the colonel's hand, and he tapped a few times on the projection in front of him, presenting the appearance of the Origin Star to the two people in front of him,

"The Origin Star used to be very much like an ecological planet with a complete biosphere, similar to the state of the supreme parent star, but 2,000 years ago, according to local legends, a god fell into that world in the sky fire, and that impact destroyed the ecological structure of the entire planet, making the planet begin to enter the stage of sudden death, becoming barren and dilapidated. ”

The colonel paused, took a deep breath,

But the locals think that this is a necessary "exchange", they feel that it is the origin star with their own destiny, for the civilization of Zhiyuan Star in exchange for the future, that god through a special way to transform their civilization, so that a slave civilization, in less than 500 years, into the primary star civilization, the story should have been a happy ending, but it's a pity... This selfless gift is seen as a weakness by the local civilization. ”

Huron's eyes narrowed, and he was familiar with the history of more than 27 civilizations, and he easily guessed what happened to the Origin Star.

"They betrayed the "god"?"

"Yes!"

The colonel nodded, "1,300 years ago, the Origin Star civilization with the World Fleet began to peek into the abode of that god, and they arrogantly wanted to steal all the knowledge and power of that god, and they sent the most elite soldiers into the legendary "Origin Pyramid", this behavior undoubtedly annoyed the gods, and the gods sent down divine punishments!"

"It is said that on that day, scorching silver flames fell from the sky and transformed into an endless stream of divine warriors, who were incomparably powerful, and who, at the behest of the angry gods, destroyed everything in the Origin Star, but the gods were ultimately merciful, and when all hope was about to be extinguished, he gave the civilization of the Origin Star a final path. ”

"He took back all his gifts and let those who survived leave the Origin Star and take the afterglow of their civilization to another world and start all over again. ”

Kelman closed the document in his hand and finally made a summary,

"That's why when our fleet arrives at Reach, civilization there will be a moment into the Industrial Age, at least as the pastors of the "Church of Redemption" think: all gifts come from the God of Origin, but don't ask for too much, the greedy will be punished, and the gods will be merciful, but not deceiving. ”

Glais was very interested in this myth, he pursed his lips and asked,

"What about the God of Origin, and what is his end?"

The Colonel hesitated for a moment, and finally replied with his own experience, "The Church of Redemption says that the gods fell into a deep sleep because of that divine punishment, but as far as I can see, the gods may not have awakened from the beginning, and all they heard were the dreams and remnants of the gods, and as for their so-called "divine punishment", it is likely that they touched some kind of defense system in the pyramid. ”

"To be honest, I doubt that the deity really exists. ”

"Bang Bang Bang"

Huron applauded and exclaimed, "Mr. Colonel's observant is astonished, but I will tell you, he exists! and he has nothing to do with the damned greedy, and his glory is not here, and we are here to welcome the return of a true legend." ”

"Honor it, Colonel, that you will be enshrined in the chronicles of Azeroth, and you won't need to understand much, and soon, the great truth will unfold before your eyes, yes, it won't be too long!"