Chapter 874 73. Destiny (Part 1)
The vicissitudes of the storm cliffs have not yet attracted the attention of all civilizations in Azeroth, but with the passage of time, this incident will definitely become the next big event that will involve all civilizations in the storm.
But it's also an opportunity...
Any chaos is like a ladder, which can provide those self-styled guys with an opportunity to enter another realm, provided that they seize this opportunity.
"Eluen has already told me about all your plans and hers. I think your plans are highly feasible, so I decided to join them."
A mysterious guy with a gray hood and a wide cloak covering his body was standing beside the High Lord Tyrion, looking down at the ruins of Uldaman that were being cleared away bit by bit by the Dark Blade soldiers , this ruin has become the most dangerous place in the entire eastern continent since it collapsed a few years ago due to cavemen.
The federal government has organized troops several times to try to encircle and suppress the underground cavemen, but several attempts have failed.
Those cavemen who broke out built a huge caveman kingdom under Uldaman, and their number has swelled to an extremely dangerous point, but the dispatch of the Dark Blade Legion this time is not to destroy the people here. caveman.
In the eyes of the great lord, these ugly lives are a trouble for the federation. If the federation can't even solve this trouble, then this civilization has no value in existence.
"But Tyrion, I have a question."
The mysterious hooded man asked softly:
"In your plan for the future destiny of Azeroth, what is the position of mortal civilization? Will you send these weak lives to the war against the chaos and destruction?"
"No, I will not!"
The great lord leaned on the staff of the dragon mist, and while the white prayer flags were fluttering in the wind, he said calmly:
"The choice is in their hands. They don't understand it now, but they will one day understand that in this grand war that has begun and spans several dimensions, everyone is a warrior, and every civilization, Everyone must do everything to fight for themselves, otherwise they can only be killed as easily as nobody."
"I will not force them to join the war, but I believe that they will eventually pack their bags, sharpen their swords, and join the war...I have given them the strength they need, and everything is for the final battle."
The moment the High Lord's words fell, the Death Lord Grokush walked out from the ruins of Uldaman. His armor was covered with the blood and minced flesh of cavemen. He stepped forward and put a dim The diamond core was handed to Tyrion, who took it in his hand and placed it in front of his eyes. Under the sunlight, this dim thinking core shone with a slightly chaotic light.
This is another core of thinking, which belongs to the unique soul of the guardian of the titans. A few years ago, Brian Bronzebeard recklessly stepped into the ruins of Uldaman under the "induction" of Tyrion, awakening the guardian of justice Tyre's adjutant, Alonaya, fought another Tire's adjutant. Alonaya thought that she had defeated her companion who had fallen into chaos, and she thought that her companion was completely freed from the pain.
However, no!
Tyrion shook his head, he could feel the weakness of the chaotic soul in the thinking core, he threw the core to the mysterious person beside him, and then turned away with his soldiers:
"The core of the mind of Azadas, the lesser guardian of the rock-shaped man, is in your hands, Lai."
"This is what I promised you...Unfortunately, the soul of your other brother, the upright Tyr, has been wiped out. I will arrange some trustworthy people to inherit his legacy."
"And the moment I set foot on the land of Northrend, I hope you can also do...what you promised me!"
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The mainland of Kalimdor, the Kingdom of Lordaeron, the port of Baita City, the Cathedral of Light of the Church of the Holy Light.
In the deep autumn night, the aging Pope Alonsus Fao was receiving a "guest" who came from the original way, an "old friend" with a special status.
Many priests in the cathedral were curious as to who the Pope could have a secret conversation with at midnight, regardless of his physical weakness, but anyone who wanted to approach the reception room would be guarded with a serious face. The knights scolded him. Obviously, the pope didn't want too many people to know the identity of his old friend.
But this guest is not a famous person. In fact, most people have never heard of his name.
His name is Thales, Thales Sward. At a certain point in time a few years ago, when he was still young, he had a cool and rebellious nickname called "The Sword of No Master", which represented that he once An unrestrained and free life, and now, after going through hardships and hardships, Thales finally got the precious second freedom. He is no longer the lone assassin he used to be. He already has his own life. fetters.
The long-term imprisonment left an indelible mark on Thales. The former ace assassin of the empire now needs a cane to move, and the terrifying natural environment of Frostfire Ridge makes him seem ten years old. How old is the same, obviously just a young man who has just turned 30, but he has already bent over, and his once handsome appearance has also become obsolete under the tempering of wind and frost.
But at this time, Thales seemed very calm in the face of the extremely noble Pope of the Human Empire.
"I thought I was going to die alone in that damn place in Frostfire Ridge..."
Wearing a black hunting suit, Thales leaned on a cane with both hands. He looked at the Pope in front of him and said softly:
"But I still came out of that hell-like place alive, maybe it was Tyrion's favor, maybe it was my death, but I came back, Your Holiness, I am here, I’m here to say goodbye to you...I’ve already dedicated everything to the empire, and it’s time for me to leave the rest of my life to my wife and my son.”
Facing Thales' final choice, the Pope was not surprised. He nodded and said to Thales:
"You have indeed paid too much for the empire. Even if Lothar is still alive, he can't criticize you. However, you said that you came this time as a "messenger". What about his message?"
This question made Thales blink his eyes that were no longer shining and became restrained. The retired assassin shrugged:
"You should be able to guess his identity, Your Majesty, when I left the cage, he asked me to tell you a piece of news..."
"Tyrion?"
His Majesty the Pope is a person who has really seen the world, he will not get angry because of Tyrion's name, he looked at Thales calmly, and he asked:
"So, what does the king of the undead want to say to me, an old man? Does he want to threaten me? Or, wants to destroy me?"
"neither!"
Thales looked around and lowered his voice:
"Tyrion said that he is happy to see the Scarlet Crusade establish the Order of the Argent Dawn in Stratholme, he is happy to see the Argent Dawn become the bond between the Empire and the Federation, and he is even willing to send his blessing to this grand event. ..”
As he spoke, Thales took out a sealed scroll from his close pocket, handed it to the Pope with both hands, and the latter took it in his hands, without checking whether it was cursed, and just opened it casually However, after only one glance, the calm Pope's eyes widened. Under the dots around his face and age spots, this shocked expression looked a little funny.
After a while, the Pope let out a sigh of relief. He carefully placed the scroll beside him. He looked at Thales, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes full of wisdom:
"I still don't quite believe that Tyrion is so kind enough to send something like this to us, so I guess he must have other requests, right?"
"Yes."
Thales adjusted his collar, he said:
"First, he asked the Order of the Argent Dawn to maintain neutrality between the Empire and the Federation."
"Secondly, he asked Anduin Wrynn, the son of Varian Wrynn, to become the national symbol of the Order of the Silver Dawn!"
These two outlandish requests made the Pope frown tightly.
The news that the Scarlet Crusade stranded in the Eastern Continent is going to establish an independent country is also a secret within the human empire. Before the wedding ceremony of Alsace, Bridget A. Miss Bidis discussed this matter with the Pope and Grand Knight Uther, and this matter has also been initially approved by the kings.
The Scarlet Crusaders defended the last homeland of the Eastern Continent for the empire, but their identities have always been embarrassing, and the political environment of the Eastern Continent is relatively complicated. As a branch of the Empire, the Scarlet Crusades are facing hostility from all directions. It has not yet been destroyed, which is already a real miracle.
Moreover, the empire will not be able to counterattack the mainland for at least 10-20 years, so the Stratholme area occupied by the Scarlet Crusade is particularly important. It will be the only area controlled by the empire on the eastern continent, and to be honest The concept of the Scarlet Crusade is still somewhat different from the current concept of the human empire. The longer the empire exists in Kalimdor, the more terrifying this difference in concept will become.
Under the circumstances that the empire cannot influence, instead of deliberately forcing those heroes who stick to the land to continue to serve the empire, it is better to allow the Scarlet Crusade to become a relatively independent regime, which can not only maintain the deep relationship between the two sides, but also ease the conflict of ideas. Both sides benefit...
After all, within the empire, apart from those staunch main fighters, there are indeed people who have good intentions towards the Federation. As the Federation has repeatedly stated, although they belong to different camps, they cannot be dismissed because of the dark blade. The hatred between the two sides continues to solidify, and the two sides will always have contact. In the Pope's mind, the Order of the Silver Dawn established by the Scarlet Crusade will become the best link between the Federation and the Empire...
The Order of the Silver Dawn will become a third party between the Empire and the Federation.
"The first condition is to remain neutral. This is the best choice after we discussed with the Scarlet Crusade."
The Pope closed his eyes and said:
"But the second request, Anduin Wrynn, is that child under 10 years old this year? Not to mention the relationship between him and Varian, even if I am the Pope of the Church of Holy Light, I cannot Such a blunt request to those heroes to send a child to the throne of the Grand Knight of the Order, the Scarlet Crusade will not accept it."
"What's more, I heard that Anduin was brought up by Tyrion since he was a child?"
"I can't explain much about that."
Thales said in a low voice:
"I just came here as a messenger, and I'm only responsible for relaying, but in my opinion, it's actually a very good idea to let Prince Anduin join the Scarlet Crusade. He is the son of Varian, and the people of the empire will instinctively accept it. He, and secondly, within the federation, the relationship between Prince Anduin and the Veterans Federation is very good, once Anduin joins the Scarlet Crusade, they will face much less hostility from the federation."
"In the end, although Anduin was brought up by Tyrion, this child is in the world of Draenor, but he has been following the Holy Light Naruadal to practice the way of the Holy Light. He is a natural paladin, I believe , as long as you give him a chance... the two great knights of the Scarlet Crusade, and that rigid General Abidis, will accept him."
"Tyrion said that he has something to give you. If you really believe in the Holy Light, why don't you leave all the fates to your Holy Light to judge?"
"Well, that's all I have to say."
Thales stood up, leaned slightly towards the Pope, and leaned on a cane, turned around and left staggeringly. The moment he walked out of the reception room, Taressa, who was waiting anxiously outside the door, stepped forward with her son. Tightly grasped her husband's wrist.
Looking at his wife's worried eyes, Thales smiled and stretched out his hand to hold her shoulders, then stroked the hair of his son who was still growing, kissed Taresa's hair, and said softly:
"It's over, my love... The Thales who used to be died in Frostfire Ridge. For the rest of the years, I will never leave you again, I swear..."