Long 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 vast and wondrous society where art, magic, and technology merged.

So far.

The Draenei civilization during the Argus period was probably the most outstanding mortal civilization in the Infinite Darkness.

Even the Kadore Empire of Azeroth may not be as good as the Eredar civilization in the heyday of Argus.

Unlike the strong and intelligent people of Azeroth, who benefit from the great potential of the Star Soul, Eredar developed with the help of a triangular crystal called "Atama".

The Eredas do not know where the crystal came from, but in Ereda mythology it was given to the Eredas as a gift in ancient times.

At the height of their society, the Fallen Titan Sargeras sought out three of Erida's most powerful leaders, the Eredar Triumvirate, Kilgardan, Akmund, and Viren.

Sargeras claimed that he was blown away by the achievements of the Eredians.

He wanted to trade greater strength and knowledge for the loyalty of the Eredians.

Kilgardan and Akmund happily accepted the offer, but Viren was skeptical.

When he touched the Atama Crystal in the temple, Viren saw a sight that terrified him.

He sees the dark future his people are heading to: being in the company of the Dark Titan Sargeras and becoming a demon.

Viren saw the terrifying power of the Burning Legion and the destruction it wrought.

Viren hastened to warn Kilgardan and Akmund, but they ignored such warnings and began to submit to Sargeras.

Kilgardan and Akmund transformed their people into insidious warlocks and joined the Burning Legion - in fact, this part of the Eredas became the backbone of the Burning Legion, the most important component, the officer staff.

Viren himself, on the other hand, fled from Argus with his followers.

Then he and his followers, two former companions who had been turned into hatred by love, led the Burning Legion to hunt down for tens of thousands of years in the endless darkness.

I don't know what twists and turns happened in between.

The Draenei ship, which was supposed to crash into the Mir Blue Island next to Teldashir decades later, crashed into the Tanaris Desert many years ahead of schedule.

It was right halfway between Jakisen and what is now Zutiu, not far from the sea.

The doors of these Draenei ships have long since been shattered, and Tonatiu doesn't know if this ship is or not, Essoda.

At this moment, he was walking through it with his bare hands.

The Breaker of the Kingdoms was on his sword officer, Kezra, and because the system mission did not say that he was going to fight, he did not bring a weapon at that time.

Unexpectedly, outside the spaceship, he sensed a dark aura descending on the spaceship.

Wanting to get the Draenei as a reliable ally, he decided to do the Draenei a favor.

Anyway, with the current situation, honest people and environmentalists still have to respond to their needs, and these three bigwigs should not be able to come.

Even if there are really any enemies in the spaceship, I should be able to handle them now.

If you can't handle it, it's a big deal to run away.

After a short walk inside the intricate spaceship, Tonatiu painfully discovers that he is lost.

This ship is not like Essoda in the game, which leads to the leader's territory.

After entering, there were three internal roads, and he picked one and walked for a while, and there were two forks.

He chose another one and walked for a while, but there were two more forks.

"Can you show me the way?" Tonatiu turned back to Iriel, who was barely keeping up with him.

Although I know she doesn't understand.

"I might be able to do something for you." He gestured and tried to make the other party understand that he had no ill intentions.

“Pheta vi acahachi!！！” Tonatiu saw her shout something.

A bright light fell on her head, and Iriel's physical condition visibly improved.

What she had just used on herself might be some kind of healing spell of holy light.

In terms of understanding and manipturing the Light, there is probably no other race in the universe that can compare to these Draenei.

“Shanai ortar。” She had the audacity to say a word to Tonatyiu.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Tonatiu was helpless.

At this time, if your system has a translation function, or if you are a mage or something, you don't need to speak the other party's language to communicate.

Unfortunately, without ifs, neither of these possibilities exists and is not valid.

Iril took a deep breath.

She suddenly walked towards Tonatiu, and in the latter's astonishment, she crossed him and said, "A kor! ”

Tonatyiu: "??? ”

She began to walk in front of him.

Tonatiu felt as if she was leading the way.

He hesitated, then tried to follow.

From behind, this little hoof is tall. Tonatiu felt that she was almost as tall as the normal Zutona troll female.

Of course.

Compared with him, it may be up to his waist.

It's about two meters five or six meters.

Her figure ......

Some of the out-of-control spacecraft lighting systems have been damaged, and the light is not very clear.

But when she was outside, Tonatiu had already learned her figure.

At this angle, what attracted his eyes the most was, of course, the hips that had a strong bone advantage and grew in reverse.

Not big, not too small, just right.

Very, very warped!

In particular, the tail is also inlaid with some small metal tails, which are cocked when walking, as if hooking Natianu's heart.

Tonatiu wanted to grab the tail, but he was still sane.

He knew that it was very tasteless to do this kind of thing at this time, and the other party would most likely be annoyed and angry.

The tail could make her so decorative, and it could be some important organ or part for the Draenei's people.

Otherwise, it doesn't make sense, her whole body looks quite plain, but her tail is wearing gold and silver......

In addition to the hips and tail, the most eye-catching thing should be the pair of very special horns, which are bent from the front to the back.

Her horns look very different from other female Draenei.

Very recognizable.

Confused, Tonatiu followed Iriel, making his way through the interior of the ship at a rapid pace.

Fortunately, it may have been to accommodate the passage of Naru, or perhaps the Draenei architectural style was so, or some other reason.

The space and corridors inside the ship are all very wide and high, making it easy to accommodate a big man like Tonatiu.

Along the way, Tonatiu occasionally saw unconscious or moaning Draenei lying on the ground on both sides of the corridor.

He wanted to wake them up and help them.

But Irel was able to endure it, and it was clear that she looked at her with a concerned look, but she stubbornly left with Tornateu.

Obviously, this little hoof is a determined man.

As the dark aura became more and more apparent, and there was even an unusual stench in the air, Tonatiu knew he might be on the verge of reaching his destination.

This stink.

He felt as if he had smelled it somewhere.

After passing through a doorway with a beautiful crystal, Tonatiu, who was following Iriel, suddenly saw a light in front of him.

What caught his eye.

It is a group of Draenei armed with a variety of weapons, led by an old Draenei, around a giant glowing tangram.

Naru!

Tonatiu immediately recognized the identity of the tangram.

As a pure Light creature, perhaps like the four elemental lords of Azeroth, Naru is the lord of the Holy Light.

The Naru's appearance is too recognizable.

A tangram made up of a bunch of crystal-like things that glow.

The tangram in front of me looks a little bad.

Because the light emitted by a normal tangram will not be the color it is now.

One is black mixed with purple, purple mixed with black, and an ominous glow of gray.

And that peculiar stench, a bit like the smell of Vaski's body when she was not purified by him.

However, the flavor of this Naru is stronger.

Vasqui said.

That could be the taste of the void.

She has the "blessing" of Enzos on her, so she has this smell.

The dark aura that Tonatiu had brought to the port outside the ship.

The source is this black, smelly tangram.