Void Storm was the most damaged of the remaining areas when Draenor shattered. It is a barren place, and the harsh natural environment is no longer suitable for the survival of any species. However, the Ethereal Spirit possesses a cutting-edge eco-dome technology that can create a huge barrier where the shrouded area will be isolated from interference and destruction from the outside world, and the flora and fauna inside will be completely restored to life.

Theoretically, if the ecological dome can envelop the whole world, the outer regions can also "live".

After landing here, the Astral Consortium built an ecological dome on a high mountain in the center of the Void Storm to provide a habitat for itself. They named it the Storm Spire.

The scope of the ecological dome near the Storm Spire is now not limited to the treacherous mountain tops, but has long since expanded a lot.

The Ethereals quietly transplanted and relocated trees, flowers, and animals from places where the ecological environment was still intact, such as Nagrand and Zangar Marshes, to the dome, making it a paradise.

The Ethereals saw that there was a huge potential business opportunity in this world, but before they had even officially developed the Outlands, the Burning Legion suddenly descended on a large scale from the north of the Storm Spire. Just a few hours later, the demons' vanguard arrived.

When they discovered the Ecodome, they immediately attacked without hesitation. Polluting the ecological environment, destroying order, and killing non-demonic creatures are the consistent aims of the Burning Legion. 》

Even though the Ethereals are technologically advanced, there are not many of them. When the demons continued to arrive, they had to prepare to abandon the area below the spire.

When Marzaha followed the Abyss Lord's legions to the Eco Dome, the Ethereals were retreating. He saw that these creatures wrapped in bandages were actually very combative. But it's just too small. So much so that he fell into disadvantage in the face of the endless demonic attack.

Marzaha felt that this was a good opportunity to get out of the Burning Legion. So he "fearlessly" rushed towards the place where the Ethereal Spirit Hunter had the most, even despite the fact that the demons behind him had not yet followed. The results are obvious. The Ethereal Hunter easily killed the reckless Eredar wizard.

The Legion Commander secretly cursed the fool, and then roared loudly, "Attack." Offensive! Destroy miè them! ”

Marzaha quietly lifted the demonic disguise from his body and turned into an ethereal spirit again—it was very easy, they were dressed in a similar way, they were all cloaked, floating in the air. He then retreated with the Ethereal Hunter into the elevator.

In order to make it easier to defend, the Ethereals abandoned all areas at the foot of the mountain and destroyed the elevator leading to the top of the mountain, intending to concentrate on defending the spire area. This decision left the Ethereal Spirit only to face flying demons, and the defensive pressure was greatly reduced.

And now there are not many flying demons. Unable to form a superiority in strength, the commander commanding the attack could only suspend the attack and wait for more reinforcements to arrive.

Because of this, the Ethereals had the opportunity to ask their bosses, Prince Haramad of the Node, whether they wanted to retreat or wait for reinforcements.

After listening to the exchange of words between these ethereal spirits, Marzaha realized that these energy creatures were not natives of the outer lands, and they were obviously not the people he was looking for.

He was already quietly planning a retreat.

Then they passed by a circular door. , an ethereal hunter suddenly pointed the weapon in his hand at him and asked, "You are not an ethereal spirit, who are you?" Say. What is your purpose? Are you the devil's guilt? ”

In an instant, the other Ethereal Warriors immediately surrounded Marzaha.

"I'm not an ethereal spirit, but I'm not a demon either." Marzaha undisguised himself, he didn't expect. For months, the demons of the Burning Legion did not notice his anomaly. In a short moment, however, the ethereal spirits recognized him.

For the arches he had just stepped over were able to distinguish friend from foe. Of course, Marzaha would not have thought that such a thing would happen, so he was immediately recognized by the machine.

Marzaha recounted his origins in succinct language.

The Ethereal Hunter who spotted him was still suspicious, "You said you came to the Outlands to find your commander?" He's an indigenous here? You're from the Warped Void? ”

"Yes."

"How can we believe you're not lying?"

"I can take you to the Commander."

"But why should we go to see him?"

"Because you're in trouble now." Marzaha said meaningfully.

He was right, but these Ethereal Spirits of the Astral Consortium were in trouble.

"Well, we can take your word for now." The leading Ethereal Hunter laid down his weapon, "My name is Orsu, the Captain of the Ethereal Hunter of the Astral Consortium. ”

"I am the Void Prophet, Marzaha."

"But I'll take you to Prince Node, and only he can decide whether you live or die!"

Orsu instructed the other warriors to lead Marzahar to the room where Prince Node was.

The Captain of the Hunter takes Marzaha to a crystal platform, and when he turns on the holographic projection communication device, an ethereal spirit holding a staff is immediately revealed on the crystal platform.

Orsu exclaimed, "Lord Nodal, we are under attack from the Burning Legion!" What are we going to do? ”

"The Burning Legion?" The illusion comes from the leader of the Astral Consortium, Prince Haramad of the Node. He was not in the Outlands, and he was taken aback by the news reported by his men. "Why are these demons attacking us? I remember that I didn't seem to have sinned against them. ”

"We don't know. They emerged from the north of our station, discovered our Eco Dome and immediately attacked. We haven't even seen these demons before! Orsu apparently didn't know why this was happening.

The Ethereal Spirits have traveled to countless planets and civilizations, but they have little to do with the Burning Legion, and have only heard of such a group of demons in the Twisted Void.

Haramad doesn't recall any dealings with the Burning Legion, or swindling them out of their money, or defaulting maliciously.

"You find someone to talk to them and see if there's any misunderstanding." Haramet commanded. He didn't want to have another enemy for no reason, although he already had quite a few enemies. However, it is clear that for the time being, it does not include the notorious demons of the Burning Legion.

Olsu was about to send someone to fulfill the order, when Marzaha suddenly said, "If I were you." I won't let my hands die in vain! ”

"Huh? Who are you? Haramet noticed that the guy was not dressed like an ethereal spirit. Obviously, this is not an energy creature like an ethereal spirit, but a flesh and blood creature.

Olsu hurriedly recounted what had just happened.

"Then why do you think that?" Haramad asked, staring at the man.

Marzaha said, "Because the demons of the Burning Legion will not give you a chance to make peace. Their purpose is to destroy miè. Other than that, there is no other need that can meet them. I've been among them for a while and know their habits very well. ”

"But how can I believe that your actions are not intended to sabotage our peace talks with the Burning Legion?" Haramad asked.

"It's simple, just test it and prove it."

The results of the trial proved that Marzaha was the right side. The Ethereal Spirit creates a holographic projection towards the demon and claims to have come to the peace talks. And the Abyss Lord gave them two choices: surrender or destroy miè.

Harammet was disappointed, his Astral Consortium had money, and he would do so if it allowed him to preserve the Lower Storm Spire's possessions, but the demon didn't give him that chance.

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Before, because of the hatred between the orcs and the draenei. There is something that the prophet Veron has not accomplished for centuries, and now he finally has the opportunity to do it:

More than 20,000 years ago, when Sargeras found the planet Argus, a Naru named Cwuray informed the prophet Veron and used his ship to evacuate with the unwilling Eredans who did not want to fall. Later, while fleeing to Draenor, the damaged ship had to crash-land, and one of them, Naru, died instantly, while Cwure was also seriously injured and unable to leave the ship.

The Prophet Veron had to leave the ship with his people to find a foothold in this new world.

But what I didn't expect was that. When they returned, the crashed ship had become a "sacred mountain" for the indigenous orcs of Draenor.

The power of the Holy Light emitted by Cwulei attracts the souls of the dead orcs, who sometimes enter the orc's dreams to communicate with them. The orcs were thus inspired to create a primitive shamanism.

So they used this giant crystal that fell from the sky as a refuge for the souls of their ancestors. It was named Voshugu, which means "mountain of souls" in orc language, and was heavily protected. No one is allowed to sabotage.

For hundreds of years, the mortally wounded and dying Kwure survived on the nourishment of the souls of orc ancestors. He kept calling on the prophet Veron to save him. But the Prophet had no way of getting into the wreckage of the ship except for the assault. Even telling the truth would be considered a blasphemy against the orc shamanic faith.

What's even more unexpected. Hundreds of years later, the Orcs launched a massacre against the Draenei, and the enmity between the two races was deep, making it even more unlikely that the Prophet Veron would be close to Washugu.

After this, because Gul'dan used the cursed code to sever the connection between the orc shaman and the elements, Kwure was no longer nourished by the shaman's powers. He's literally dying now—and for Naru, when the Light is depleted, they'll collapse into pure shadow creatures—the Entropy Demon! That is, the darkened Naru.

This is also in line with the theory that "the ultimate in light is darkness".

Jiang Weihan, Prophet Wei Lun and others came here first in a small sub-ship with a fast flying speed.

The wreckage of the Caure's ship, much smaller than the Storm Keep, stood quietly over the cyan grasslands, pale pink crystals reflecting pure light.

A Naru named Muru followed them. Jiang Weihan remembered that in the original history, the Blood Elf Prince captured him when he raided the Storm Fortress and sent him to Silvermoon City, so that some warriors could extract his holy light power, and in this way, he cultivated the "Blood Knight". However, among the Naru led by Adar, Muru is second only to Adar's Naru and is very strong.

As they stood at the entrance, everyone heard faint noises coming from deep within the wreckage. It was the voice that Cauré conveyed directly to their minds, full of his pain and sorrow.

Since the orcs crossed the Dark Gate expedition, no orcs have visited here.

Prophet Veron was filled with guilt in his heart, and he strode into the deep passage with his head bowed. Jiang Weihan and the others followed closely, and finally they came to a circular cabin.

Muru radiates light all over his body. Shine a light on it. Then a dimly lit light light of a light purple Naru emerged from the dome.

Unlike the other Naru that Jiang Weihan had seen that was radiant and warm, this light purple Naru had almost lost its heat. It feels like an old man on the verge of death.

When the prophet Velun saw him, he burst into tears. He knelt down on one knee with his staff, his voice trembling and hoarse: "I...... I'm sorry for being late, C. Ure. ”

Choure also conveyed a sad thought, he was indeed dying.

"Let me help you!" A strong light bloomed from Muru's body, enveloping Choure. This pure power shone on his body, causing the purple marks on Choure's body to fade a little.

He seemed to be healing.

Jiang Weihan felt that he should do something, and he also summoned the power of holy light and shone on Choulei. Then there are Kyle and the prophet Velon. Perhaps the power of their Light is insignificant to the power that Muru radiates. But there's always something to contribute.

As they teamed up to heal Kwure, all of the Orc Ancestral Souls in the vicinity of Voshugu sensed this warm power that they had once been intimately familiar with. Ever since the evil energy polluted the earth, they had been in a state of terror and finally felt the joy and joy that they had not felt for a long time.

These souls float here from far and wide, laughing and singing in the light, and then ascending completely.

Galadar's Gaiaan grandmother sensed the awakening of the ancestral spirits almost immediately. She was taking a nap, a habit she had developed over the years as an old shaman. Just as druids were able to enter emerald dreams in their sleep, orc shamans originally used guò dreams to communicate with the spirits of their ancestors.

"That incident" happened after Grandmother Gaia. And all the orc shamans found that the ancestral spirits in the dream spurned them, alienated them, and expressed great horror and no longer communicated with any shamans. Until today. None of them sensed the power of the Ancestral Soul again.

Grandmother Gaiaan even thought that after the orcs were polluted by evil energy, the souls of the ancestors had disappeared or left forever. Even though their group of Maghan orc shamans who maintained their bloodline had finally regained their connection with the elemental spirits after years of hard work, they could use some shamanic spells. But the Ancestral Spirit still didn't respond to them again.

And at this moment, Grandmother Gaia Ann woke up in surprise.

"The Ancestral Soul has responded!"

"Our traditions are back!"

She pulled young Agra and said almost incoherently.

"Grandmother Gaiaan. Is this true? "Agra is unbelievable. She is also a shaman, though she has never been exposed to the power of ancestral spirits. Many shamans of the younger generation think that they will never be able to sense the souls of their ancestors that the older shamans miss so much, and that guide them. I didn't expect that today, Grandmother Gaia would sense them again.

"It's true, it's true!" Grandmother Gaiaan was ecstatic, she walked almost as fast as she had been on crutches, as if she had become a young woman, her face radiant and full of vitality. "Let's go, let's go to the holy mountain of Voshugu! Quick, go now! ”

When she came out, she happened to bump into Varok. Sarufar, who had come to look for Grandmother Gaiaan, saw that she had woken up and seemed to be in a good mood, so he grabbed her and said, "Grandmother Gaiaan, I have important news for you!" The Burning Legion has moved, and probably all the orcs are leaving! ”

Grandmother Gaiaan's face suddenly lengthened, and she said, "I can't take care of this now. I'm going to the Holy Mountain! If the Ancestral Soul agrees with you, I will agree! ”

After saying that, the old lady strode towards the convoy, she was going to go to the holy mountain of Voshugu immediately!

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This side of the world of Azeroth. The recent change in the situation at the Dark Gate has taken everyone by surprise. Tens of thousands of demons are leaving Azeroth through the gate of Guò and heading to the Outlands. Many people who don't know the truth think that this is good news - the demons have left on their own, and some people have even started to celebrate with their crowns.

But people who really know never think so.

Pearl City had landed in the Land of Justice yesterday. The migrants in the city traveled for more than 40 days before arriving at their destination. When they flew in the Floating City, they were afraid of a sudden attack by demons every day, and now they could finally stand on land with peace of mind. Although the Land of Justice is still a barren red land, they believe that one day, it will become a new paradise.

Broll. The Night Elf envoys led by Bearskin had only arrived in the new city two days earlier, and they had received news about the Onumron envoys from here, and guessed that the druid had been ambushed by demons on the way home. Bearskin was about to go back, but when he heard that the leaders of the Alliance were about to hold a meeting, Bearskin sent someone back to Mt. Hygar to report the news, and he stayed behind. Because he felt that he should represent the Night Elves at this meeting.

All the forces of the old and new alliances were represented, and a new face appeared among them, the Minotaur Chief Kane from Thunder Bluff. Bloodhoof, Woking, the Dark Spear troll from the Echo Isles, and the Night Elf Grand Druid Broll of Mount Hyjal. Bearskin.

Even the archmage Antonidas arrived from Dalaran, hovering over the Cursed Lands.

He was the first to come out and tell the story of the current movement of the Burning Legion.

"Half of the demons of the Burning Legion have passed through the Dark Gate. Now that Akmund has entered the Cursed Lands, he will be in the Outlands in two days at most. "That's the way it is. ”

"Did all the demons follow Akmund to the Dark Gate?" Admiral Dalin asked. He arrived in Theramore by boat and had not received the latest information for more than a month. Just two days after arriving, he was informed to come here by airship to discuss important matters.

"So far."

"And when should we send troops?" Muradin. Brass Whisker's loud voice rang out. When he heard about it, Jiang Weihan, the head of Valoran, was trapped in the outer lands. As a former ally who fought side by side, he believed that the topic of the meeting was how to rescue those who had fallen into the Outlands. Not only Jiang Weihan, but also those elites of the alliance who went on an expedition more than ten years ago.

Svein replied, "We plan to enter after Akmund passes through the Dark Gate. ”

"Against!" Suddenly, there was such a voice in the conference room. Everyone saw that it was Tannred, the prince of Kultiras.

He exclaimed, "I think this is a good opportunity, a good opportunity to deal with the threat of the Burning Legion without a lot of sacrifice - why don't we destroy the Dark Gate?" (To be continued......) R1292