Chapter 118: To Each His Home
Akmund, the most powerful creature ever recorded to have walked in Azeroth, paid with his life for his arrogance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ The info polluter fell into a trap that Malfurion had carefully set for him. Relying on the multitude of ancient spirits, Nodashir burst into her rage. Akmund the Polluter has fallen.
Powerful magic fluctuations came, and even if they were far away from the battlefield, Kazik and the others could feel the violent explosion.
"Hah, we won!"
"Hooray! Banzai! β
"Victory, we are victorious!"
"The demon has failed, and we have done it!"
When evacuating from the battlefield, Gianna's Terran forces were deliberately separated from Thrall's orc tribe to avoid conflict. But at this moment, knowing the destruction of the demon army, even the orcs and humans who hated each other cheered to their heart's content, looked at each other and laughed, and beat each other's chests to express their joy. Regardless of race, everyone here is fighting side by side, and the fruits of this victory are so sweet and intoxicating.
"Akmund, he's finally dead."
This terrifying Ereda Demon King, he is a boulder pressing on the hearts of the coalition forces, and now, the boulder has landed.
The polluter is dead, and the remaining army of undead and demons retreats in a panic.
"It's not over yet!" Thrall was carrying the Hammer of Destruction, and he stretched out his arm to point at the fleeing demons, "Those demons want to escape, will you agree?" β
"Nope! All demons deserve to die! β
"Kill them!"
Orcs suffer from demonic enslavement. If it weren't for Grom. Hell Roar risked his life, and the chieftain of the Warsong Clan killed Manolos, who had corrupted the orcs with demonic blood, and the demon's enslavement of the orcs would continue.
"And those undead, kill them all, and leave not one behind!"
"Light is above, evil must be purified!"
The undead plague continues to wreak havoc on the continent of Lordaeron, which makes all the Terran warriors resentful. The hatred of destroying the country.
Thrall, Ox, Woking, Gianna, the leaders of each clan have chosen those warriors who can continue the battle to join the pursuit of the undead and the demonic rout. Kazik also asked Zerelis and Adana to lead the team to participate in beating the water dogs or something, which is not encountered every day.
After a series of battles, many warriors were exhausted, and only a few elites were able to fight again, and their numbers were very small. Kazik was still weak, and he could not fight in person. But the traverser was not very worried about the safety of his men. The World Tree was destroyed, and the Night Elves lost their eternal years. Now that their homes have been destroyed, only the anger of these traditionally elegant and proud elves fills the minds. The rampaging Night Elves are the ones who want to rid them of all the undead and demons. The elves will go on a frenzied hunt for demons.
Seamount Holy War, the Night Elves have lost too much.
But that's the fun. An incredibly powerful Night Elf, no one wants to play with him. Enemies, their own people, all. β
The Seamount Holy War, at the cost of the destruction of the World Tree, blew up Akmund, leaving only the massive skeleton of the Polluter lying on the summit of Mount Hyjal. The coalition forces have taken out the leaders of the demons, Azgalo, Kazloga, Anatheron and Reki. Winter cold. The lich was chopped off by Kazik's own hands.
'It's a pity,' the traverser regrets in his heart, 'there is no equipment to pick up. Just took a Rykey. Winter Cold's Talisman Case. β
Sal and Gianna had already returned from the pack. The coalition pursued and killed many of the undead and demons who had fled, but there were also many that slipped through the net.
Caring for the wounded is now the most important thing.
In the clearing of this mountain peak, a wave of magical power was heard, attracting everyone's attention. No demon with long eyes would dare to come here now, and they wouldn't have time to escape. It can only be your own people.
The magic light flashed, and three figures appeared in front of everyone, it was Malfurion. Furywind, Tyrande. The style of speech, and the last guardian, Medivan.
"The destruction of the World Tree has caused great trauma to this world, but with the passage of time, the world will slowly recover, just like the roots of Nodashir." Medivan spoke slowly, and from his words, he knew that the World Tree was not completely destroyed. Roots...... It would take a long time, and most importantly, the blessing that the guardian dragon had given to Nodashir was exhausted.
"We have paid a great price, the races have put aside their hatred and hatred for each other, and we have united against the evil enemy, and nature itself will rebel in order to banish the darkness forever. I came back to correct and make up for the mistakes I had made. Now, the fate and future of this world should be in the hands of all of you yourselves. My mission is complete, and the world doesn't need any Guardians anymore. Goodbye, friends. I will hide in the old legends. β
With that, a brilliant magical light poured out of Medivan's body, and his figure dissipated, and a crow soared into the sky and flew into the distant sky. This is truly the final Guardian's journey of redemption.
"Guardian ......"
"The Prophet ......"
Gianna and Sal looked at the crow, which was gradually gone, and was stunned. It was Medivan who guided them.
Kazik didn't have any particular thoughts, 'Still an old legend?' Malfurion slept longer than the Council of Tirispha. A huge price? No matter how you look at it, the Night Elves have suffered even more losses. The most important thing is to go, Medivan, can you leave the chicken leg cane behind......
"Thank you for your help, outsider, and I admit that I blamed you wrong." Tyrande also expressed his gratitude, "The Night Elves will always remember your efforts, and without your help, we would not have been able to defeat Akmund." May the moonlight shine on you forever. β
"The Burning Legion is the enemy of all living beings in this world, and as part of Azeroth, my Sandfury clan and Harpy are willing to fight these evils."
The traverser is categorical and righteous.
"Yes, the Terrans and the Dwarves would too."
Kind-hearted human girls are also not to be left behind.
"Orcs, Darkspears, and Minotaurs, too, we're all part of this world. It is incumbent upon us to fight evil! β
Okay! The orcs also became part of Azeroth......
"As Medivan said, Nodashir is not completely destroyed, her roots are growing. Thank you all. Malfurion was very realistic, and the elven archdruid pulled out a few unknown pieces, "The World Tree has exploded, and this is the piece of her that we have collected. Together, we fought side by side against the invasion of the Burning Legion. Friends, take these Nordasir shards, it will be a symbol of our friendship. β
Orcs, Darkspear, Ox, Sandfury, and Sister, five bosses, each with a fragment of the World Tree.
'Ha, interesting. Friendship? Hey, Malfurion, the orcs will be cutting down trees at your house in two days. Some of them looked ......'
Kazik accepted the small fragment, and as soon as he got his hands on it, the Sandfury Chief was keenly aware of the powerful energy contained in the small fragment. It's worthy of the World Tree brand.
'yes, there's a hammer from a World Tree or something, but it's not too high-level. If it is replaced by a branch of Nodashir...... That's a terrible thing. β
The traverser also knows that this is unrealistic, the World Tree Nodashir is the treasure of the Night Elves, and it is already for the sake of the Sand Fury troops to throw their heads and spill their blood, so don't do other delusions.
Malfurion and Tyrande didn't stay long, the World Tree was destroyed, the Night Elves fell from the altar in one fell swoop, and they were already mortals, lost their eternal life. Right now, there are so many things that the druids and priestesses need to deal with. It's just a mess.
Because of the common enemy, in the face of the threat of the Burning Legion, the orcs and humans can join forces for a short time. Now that the demons have retreated and the threat is gone, can orcs and humans live in peace? With difficulty, several chiefs were already aware of the tension in the troops. Once a few people are combined, it is time to leave. Sal and Gianna even signed a peace agreement. This made Kazik find it interesting.
'Hmph, naΓ―ve, orcs and humans? There will only be a temporary truce......
But that's not about the sand fury. The Sandfury tribe is far away in Tanaris, in the desolate desert, and the Sandfury trolls in the middle of the corner are not in conflict with everyone here.
However, having a foreign friendship does not ensure peace in the sandfury. The Sandfury need to be strong enough to keep themselves safe. Strength, this is the essence of this world. β
"Gianna, perhaps, your troops need a foothold." Kazik pulled out a map, and the Shafury chief had been prepared.
"Look here, it's called Dust Swamp, and this little island is called Theramore, and it's a natural deep-water harbor. You can settle here. β
"Are you so kind?" Gianna had a suspicious look on her face, "It's really that good, why don't you occupy it?" β
"The Sandfury have lived in the desert for generations, and that's where the Sandfury is rooted."
"Oh, it's the first time I've heard that someone likes deserts. The environment in the desert must be very difficult, right? β
"Life in the desert is hard, but it's the hard days that make the Sandfury Trolls resilient."
If it was just a desert, the traverser would have moved out with his people a long time ago. Now, Zurfalak has Angolo in his back, the Titan's backyard, with plenty of supplies to supply the Sandfury Clan. The desert will also be a natural barrier for the Sandfury tribe.
Thrall also came up to join in the fun, and the orc tribe also needed to settle down. His finger slowly moved along the map, stopping at the barren land by the sea.
"Here, Chief Kazik, who lives here?"
"Yes, centaurs, boar men, and harpies."
"Harpy? Is it your people? Sal was surprised, he thought that Kazik had also enclosed his territory there.
"Hey, only a handful of the Harpies are loyal to me. Chief Thrall, just as trolls have many branches, orcs are divided into many tribes, and humans have seven kingdoms. It's good, but watch out for the savage inhabitants. β
"Thank you for the reminder, Kazik, the orcs are not afraid of any challenge. It will be the new home of the orc tribe. β
The place chosen by the orc chieftain is none other than the later Durontar.