Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 347, Section 37: The one who possesses this item shall enjoy the glory of saving the world.
"I will definitely come back to Stromgarde!"

The haggard General Danas Torbjörn rode his warhorse across the Sador Bridge, gazing at his homeland capital. Even in the bright daylight, the green evil fire still burned in Stromgarde Keep.

The raging flames soared up the city's buildings, igniting the entire city and turning it into a hellish metropolis.

The demons also used fel steel to forge sharp towers in the ruins, and gathered fel energy on top of those towers to stabilize the entire ruins and the fel portals around Arathi Highlands, making the top of the towers resemble a demon's eye.

Not only General Danas, but also the Arathi knights who rode across the Saldor Bridge beside him would look back at the city with sorrow and silence.

Even though they killed a ferocious great demon in the Battle of Arathi Highlands and drove an entire demon army back into the Twisting Nether, that victory could not change the fact that they were destined for exile.

The fel energy concentration in the Arathi Highlands is soaring, and humans who stay in that environment for a long time will definitely be corrupted.

Originally, the foreign Vigilante Saint was willing to help the Kingdom of Stromgarde purify Stromgarde, but King Solas's dying "Imperial Oath" made humanity ashamed to ask for their assistance. General Danas was present when Marshal Lothar agreed to that oath.

He knew that his uncle's vow wasn't just for Lothar, but also for him.

The restoration and reconstruction of that demon city was Danas's life mission, and he was destined to toil for this goal for the rest of his life!
Are you sure you don't want to go to Stormwind Kingdom?

Colonel Daenerys's voice came from behind him, causing Danas to turn around and bow slightly to the elder who looked younger than him. He whispered:
"The Stormwind Kingdom has enough military strength; they can drive out the Greenskins without us. But if the Arathi are too far from their homeland, I'm afraid we'll lose the courage to come back."

I'll stay here!
We will establish fortresses and strongholds in the highlands controlled by the Wildhammer dwarves, and train our troops in that place separated from our homeland by a strait. Moreover, the Vigilant Saint has foretold that the demons of the Northlands will invade the Wetlands and Khaz Modan at any time. The dwarven king has also invited us to stay on those highlands, and they will provide us with the necessary supplies and weapons.

I'll stay here!
Every demon who attempts to cross this strait will be slain by my own hand!

Daenerys hesitated for a moment, then whispered:
"I just received news that Garin did not follow the Kul Tiras fleet to Stormwind Kingdom. After seeing off the people of Fadir Bay, he assembled a cavalry and headed north during the Battle of the Highlands."

It is said that he received an invitation from King Terenas, but clearly my princely grand-nephew has no intention of following Lothar's cause of restoring his kingdom.

This means that you may have to face him on the battlefield in the future.

Are you ready? "

“That’s a matter for the future. If Garin can lead the army to reclaim Hillsbrad Foothills and Arathi Highlands, I will follow him no matter what he wants to do. After all, he is my uncle’s son and he is the rightful prince of Stormgard.”

Despite his young age and predisposition to balding, Danas responded firmly:
"But if Lothar arrives earlier, then I have no reason to continue waiting for Garin."

To be honest, I don't think he has the political acumen to stand against King Terenas. If that guy is willing to sacrifice the interests of the Stromgarde for something, I will show him no mercy when I encounter him on the battlefield.

"Good, it's good that you have this ambition."

Daenerys was quite pleased with her valiant descendant, who had been so fierce since childhood. She handed Danas the barbarian lord's battle axe she carried on her back, along with another item, saying:

"This thing is entrusted to you. I hope you can inherit the courage and strength of your ancestor Ignatius."

The general accepted the battle axe.

He knew this was a royal heirloom, and this half-elf elder had valued him highly since he was a child. He couldn't refuse the elder's gift, mainly because he was no match for this powerful "little aunt." Moreover, after King Solas' death, the royal heirloom sword "Tokalar" was also taken by Colonel Daenerys.

When she was choosing weapons in the royal armory, she originally had her eye on this barbarian greatsword.

Because this thing is the same model as the "Emperor's Sword" Stromka, but King Solas said it was the "King's Proof" and refused to give it up, even after being beaten up several times, he still gritted his teeth and refused to give it up. In the end, Daenerys had no choice but to choose that battle axe.

Now that his wish has finally come true, the Barbarian Lord's Battle Axe should be passed on to its true owner.

But another thing his aunt gave him surprised General Danas. He looked at the small glass bottle, which was filled with green fluorescence, as if a swarm of fireflies had been put into it.

He said in surprise:
"what is this?"

"A concentrated version of the degenerated spores of the forest spore."

Daenerys waved her hand and said:
"Taking it will activate the 'Prosperity Ritual.' If you can survive the flesh-degeneration effect on your own, you will receive the blessing of the life force. Lothar's body is now as strong as a barbarian because he passed the ritual."

And I've heard that if this ritual is successfully completed, hair can regrow.

The elven swordsman glanced at his grand-nephew's receding hairline and sighed:

“Our family’s ‘baldness lineage’ is really dangerous, so you should complete the ritual as soon as possible. You are a descendant of Ignatius, and the power of the barbarian lord is the foundation for your reconquest of Stromgarde!”

"boom"

Without hesitation, General Danas crushed the bottle and placed the green light between his mouth and nose, letting it merge into his body.

He believed his aunt wouldn't harm him.

He must also become the legendary "Troll Slayer" in order to possibly defeat the demons and restore his ancestral land.

On the bright side, however, the fact that his aunt was Lothar's fiancée meant that even if Danas himself died on the road to reclaiming his homeland, the interests of the Thorbane family would certainly be properly taken care of in the future imperial system. This relieved the human general, who had already started coughing, of any worries.

Just as Danas Torbairn was contemplating his great-aunt's future marriage, his great-uncle was also facing an important decision.

In the Exodar ship that had just taken off again, Anduin Lothar looked solemnly at the rock pendant in his hand, then looked up at the red-haired mage Rhonin and the serious-faced Vigilante before him.

他 说:

"Are you sure this is for me?"

“Yes, Ms. Aegwynn was in charge of issuing it, and I was the witness.”

Diakum said in a gentle tone:

"In the War of Arathi Basin, you made a selfless decision that transcended personal and racial interests. We all know how difficult that was. Therefore, the World Mother recognized that you could become the spokesperson for human civilization in the current era and were qualified to join the Salvation Army to fight for the well-being of the entire world."

"This is a secret organization, Marshal Lothar."

Luo Ning, leaning on a light-forged crystallized staff, explained to the marshal with great seriousness:
"By wearing this pendant, we will shoulder heavy responsibilities. At times, we must transcend race and individuality and make sacrifices for a greater good. For example, now that demons are invading the world, we must participate in Cenarius the Defiler's attack on Azeroth."

The death of Manonos the Destroyer is just the beginning; the final battle will take place on Mount Hyjal in Kalimdor.

The World Mother bestowed upon you this Heart of Azeroth, which also means that when facing the enemies of the world, you can use the power from the world to fight them.

That was a power far beyond our imagination, a power that did not belong to the mortal world.

He paused, stroked his pendant, and said softly:
“I have wielded such power in Stromgarde, and that is why I can understand why those who possess the Heart of Azeroth cannot arbitrarily intervene in mortal conflicts. Such power is utterly destructive when used in the mortal world.”

"But I am a human marshal, and I bear the mission of rebuilding the empire, which means I cannot allow such a power to remain uninvolved in the mortal realm."

Losa frowned and said:
Even if I feel I have enough moral standing to suppress my desires, but…

"Demons are the enemy of the world! Marshal."

Luo Ning blinked and said:
"You will not incur the wrath of Mother World by using the power of the world to exterminate them. Forgive my bluntness, but given the current and inevitable chaos in the Northern Frontier, you will inevitably have to use this power in your future endeavors."

Moreover, the more saviors humanity has, the more attention Mother World will pay to us.

The previous emperor favored by Him was named Azshara, and the kingdom established by the Elven Queen still exerts an influence on the world ten thousand years later.

"I see."

Lothar's heart skipped a beat. He glanced at the Heart of Azeroth on Diakum's finger, then stroked the inscription on the pendant in his hand—it was an exquisitely detailed engraving.
"He who possesses this item shall enjoy the glory of salvation, and remember that loyalty itself is a reward! May Mother World bless you, 'Lion' Anduin Lothar."

They even gave him a nickname, which means Lothar didn't even have the right to refuse it.

If he dares to refuse, I reckon a certain formidable Ms. Aegwynn will come to "have a heart-to-heart" with him soon.

Under the watchful eyes of Rhonin and Diakum, Lothar ceremoniously hung the pendant around his neck with its own adamantite chain before concealing it within his armor.

However, Lothar was a man of the moment, and he always managed to notice those details with keen insight.

"Does possessing this artifact mean I'm also going to get involved in the war between the Defilers and the Kaldorei? I heard from the Moon Priest in Stormwind that Kalimdor has been invaded by demons, and the situation there seems to be much worse than in our Eastern Kingdoms?"

He asked a question.

The vigilant nodded and said:

We will be heading there soon!

In reality, we are just one part of this war. While you are fighting the destroyers, the anti-demon alliance that once saved the world has already been formed!
The demigods' kin are gathering on a massive scale on the continent of Kalimdor. Even the trolls, who have a terrible relationship with the elves, have sent their first reinforcements. All the Loa, who are supported by the royal family, have been mobilized. In the Emerald Dream that shrouds the world, there are supporters heading to Mount Hyjal everywhere.

The dragons will soon be there too. Every race in this world, both known and unknown, will be entangled in this war, and its outcome will shape new destinies.

Lothar, you can go alone, or you can gather an army of strong warriors. It's your decision, and I won't interfere.

"What about you?"

Losa asked:

When are you leaving?

"A few days later."

Diakum said:
"I must first complete the lightforging of a 'special force,' and then I will go to assist the elves in fighting the demons. It's not just about my personal sense of justice, but also because purifying the demons is the mission of the Lightwalkers."

After you make your decision, you and your warriors can board the Exodar and head to the battlefield with the Lightforged Chapter.

"If I weren't there, then Archbishop Neri and Archbishop Akama would lead you, and the Mag'har orcs of Durotan and the Gorian expeditionary force of Mar'gok wouldn't miss this battle."

Lothar nodded.

He already knew from his half-elf fiancée that an expeditionary force had been assembled in Quel'Thalas, led by his current "magical advisor," Prince Kael'thas. This meant that the high elves had previously made the decision to "aid their distant relative."

Will humanity use this opportunity to ascend to a higher stage and demonstrate its determination and courage to the entire world?

This is a decision that Losa, who is facing many problems, must make now.

Dick didn't interrupt Lothar's thoughts. He briefly explained how to use the Heart of Azeroth and then left, leaving Lothar and Rhonin to talk.

After the alien saint left, Luo Ning immediately stepped forward and reminded him:

"The curse of the green-skinned orcs' blood has been lifted, Marshal. I observed very clearly on the battlefield that those orcs have broken free from the control of their rage, which means that changes have also occurred over at Redridge Mountains."

I don't know what that greenskin chieftain is planning, but if the Black Wolf God's hunting party is also heading to Kalimdor to fight the Corruptors, then perhaps the greenskins of Redridge Mountains will experience a 'split'.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Stormwind can launch an attack while things are in chaos. If you are fast enough, the Redridge Mountains problem may be resolved by the time we return from Mount Hyjal. At that time, the internal threats to Stormwind will also be greatly reduced.

After the corruptors are slain, it will be time for the Empire to launch its sacred war to reclaim the northern frontier.

"That's what I think too, so when I return to Stormwind, I will inform Ryan and ask him to lead the Redridge Mountains campaign."

Lothar nodded, then asked:

"But where is Khadgar? Where did he go?"

"Khadgar has gone to the Kingdom of Alterac to investigate information about the 'Dragonborn'."

Luo Ning rubbed his temples and said:
He believed that those mysterious figures might be hiding some hidden dangers that we had not yet discovered. I also felt that the appearance of the Dragonborn was too coincidental and sudden. Khadgar prepared to rescue the trapped civilians while secretly investigating matters related to the Dragonborn.

I'll go find him later, but don't worry, we'll represent human spellcasters and be there on time at Mount Hyjal.

The red-haired mage shrugged and grinned regretfully, saying:
"Moreover, the Heart of the World cannot be used for mortal warfare. Without the artifact's enhancement, I would be a near-legendary archmage right now, and I would no longer go to Stormwind Kingdom to cause you trouble. Vereesa, Khadgar, and I would stay in the North Frontier for a long time."

Oh, and there's more good news: Khadgar has also been granted an artifact by Lady Aegwynn and has become one of us.

His nickname was 'Raven'.

"us?"

Lothar touched his pendant, chuckled, and said with a smirk:
"It's like a secret society. Seeing how excited and enjoying yourself, it seems men of all ages enjoy playing these strange games. But are we only human now?"

"Yes, currently only humans are present."

Luo Ning explained:
"The Star Soul Lord is dissatisfied with the elves, and the problem of the dragons is still unresolved. Currently, only the humans are performing reasonably well, but soon, the Zandalari trolls may also have their saviors."

They were rewarded when they first met the Star Soul, and now they call themselves the 'eldest sons of mortals,' how arrogant they are!

Zandalar Island also contains the mysterious Azerite Crystals, which can be used to enhance the power of the Heart of Azeroth. After we make our contribution to Mother World, we will also be able to go there to receive the enhancement of the artifacts.

But Mother World's requirements are very strict, and it's not easy to please Her.

It is certain that after we work together to eliminate the polluters, all the 'Sons of the World' will enjoy the glory of salvation!

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Red Ridge Mountain, Stone Wall Fortress.

Overlord Eitrigg, who was secretly preparing for his "evacuation," stared dumbfounded at the two brothers, Red and Maim, in front of him. These two burly men from the Black Hand were covered in wounds, as if they had just gone to fight the Thunder Lizards, but that was not the point.

The focus is on the "important person" they escorted all the way here.

"This is... His Majesty Thaurissan?"

Looking at the Black Iron Dwarf King, bound hand and foot, not far away, and the group of vigilant Bronzebeard Dwarves guarding him, the high-ranking overseers of the Blackrock Clan were all dumbfounded.

He glared at the Black Hand brothers and shouted:

"Are you two crazy? Why did you get involved in the dwarves' infighting? And you did something so insane! Now the Dark Iron dwarves will definitely see us as enemies!"

"It's not something we're supposed to do; Orgrim ordered us to do it."

Reid retorted, his neck stiff:

“My brother and I were just following orders, and Orgrim also sent you a message saying ‘it’s time to act.’ I don’t know what that means, but I’m sure you know.”

"The chieftain said we should retreat to the Black Swamp and wait for the goblin's ship. When are we leaving?"

Maim was even more direct, asking a question that left Eitrigg sighing helplessly, rubbing his forehead.

The Blackrock Clan is really producing "talented" people. They're still on the city wall, with so many orcs watching. Can't you two idiots keep your voices down?
"I'm still recruiting, this can't be rushed."

Eitrigg waved his hand and said:

"It will take another two or three days. Moreover, the humans have already begun to attack the forest road on the north bank of Still Water Lake. They have deployed dwarven tanks as the vanguard. In addition, the despicable harpies have been ambushing and capturing our warriors to take back for breeding, resulting in a high intensity of fighting and a high casualty rate over there in the past few days."

Since you two are here, go over there and stabilize the situation, and help me assess the situation.

He reminded:

"The Great Chieftain wants to take away all the orcs who are 'still salvageable'. Now that the curse of the demon blood has been lifted, the warriors' rationality is returning, but many have already become immersed in slaughter and rage."

They thought that was good.

They enjoy the feeling of power and love war. They don't think they've done anything wrong and believe in the law of the jungle. These hopeless destroyers are just left here. Humans who crave revenge will help us get rid of them!

Those greens who are willing to reflect on their mistakes and are tired of war are our compatriots.

Pick those people out and secretly send them to Stonewall Fortress. After I appoint new high-ranking warlords here, we'll head to the Black Swamp.

"it is good."

Red nodded, leaning on his black-handed magic saw, and said casually:

"When Maim and I, the Blacktooth Grinning Clan, broke out of Blackrock Mountain, we suffered quite a few casualties and needed to replenish our forces. The people we recruit will all belong to us?"

"casual."

Eitrigg's attention was entirely focused on the imprisoned Dark Iron Emperor. He asked:
"Did Orgrim tell you how to deal with this guy?"

"No, that's about the dwarf princess."

Maim snorted and said:
"That girl isn't very tall, but she's incredibly cunning. We owe her a lot for guiding us along the way; otherwise, Red and I might not have been able to escape the pursuit of those crazed Black Iron dwarves. But I think the dwarf princess definitely wants to go home, so I'll leave the troublesome task of getting her and her captives out of Redridge Mountains to you. Anyway, you're a smart one."

As the saying goes, with great wisdom comes great responsibility.

We two, lacking in wisdom, will not participate.

(End of this chapter)