Besides the troop types, all that remained were some warships and newly built destroyers. With the end of the war, the first naval fleet of the Crusaders was officially established. Based on the principle that the son's is his own, Thoras personally bestowed the fleet's designation: Arathi Storm.
Not only that, the old king also named the flagship of the naval commander the Sea Eagle.
The fleet commander was nominally Duke Galen, but in reality, the entire naval fleet was commanded by his adjutant, Taylor.
Everything after the war was proceeding as Galen had envisioned.
Galen could finally relax.
Then he opened the long-awaited lottery system. In two years, the legions composed of base troop types had fought hundreds of battles, with major battles including the Hillsbrad Landing, the liberation of Aerie Peak in the Hinterlands, the South Eversong Woods battle, the raid on Zeb'Nowa, the Lordaeron City battle, the liberation of Grim Batol, and the Blackrock Mountain campaign.
In addition to the major battles, there were many smaller battles, such as the defense of Dun Morogh, the encirclement and suppression of High Overlord Saurfang, and so on.
Out of so many battles, a total of twenty-three were recognized by the Heart of Origin and granted lottery opportunities. Galen was going to have a great time today.
"Start the lottery!"
For a time, the screen was filled with item icons. Now, Galen was a man who had seen the world, and he was immune to ordinary equipment and treasures. Moreover, most treasures could be forged and enchanted in the real world, so only truly rare items could arouse his interest.
Thirty-three consecutive draws!
Cloak of Flames?
What use are you!
Kelen's Escape Dagger?
I can Blink myself!
Wild Growth Totem?
Useless!
Ball of Lightning?
Not bad.
As the item icons were drawn one by one, Galen's thirty-three draws came to an end.
Overall, the harvest was barely satisfactory, but the lottery is all about the excitement. Getting a treasure is a pleasant surprise, and Galen had a good attitude.
A pile of magical treasures that Galen considered dispensable were put into his backpack, such as cloaks, daggers, and orbs.
There were also unexpected gains: four dragon eggs, two blue dragon eggs, one green dragon egg, and one black dragon egg.
And there were real treasures!
Ancient of Lore!
Tree of Eternity!
Market!
Magic Spring!
The most valuable were these four treasures, which was not bad, at least it wasn't a thank you for participating!
As he thought, Galen narrowed his eyes, and Alleria also stopped running, returning to Galen's side and quietly watching him.
Kalimdor, southwestern corner.
On the desert land of Silithus, a fierce battle had just ended. There were more than a dozen large pits in the desert, surrounded by many severed stone pillars. The cut surfaces of the stone pillars were smooth and shiny, looking as if they had been cut by divine weapons. In fact, they were caused by wind magic attacks.
A wind elemental core lay on the sand, and a wooden totem covered with runes was absorbing the essence from the elemental core. This essence could be considered the soul of the element.
A dim longsword was stuck in the sand next to it. A middle-aged man in a raven feather robe stepped forward and pulled out this uniquely shaped one-handed sword.
"This sword is the weapon that the Galen has been longing for? It doesn't even compare to the Brotherhood Sword he has now."
"Medivh, that's because this sword is dormant. It needs the blessing and opening of the elements."
A woman picked up the elemental totem next to her. It had already absorbed all the essence of the Wind Prince Thunderaan. Perhaps the summoned Wind Prince no longer had the strength of a demigod, otherwise this elemental totem would have exploded on the spot. But judging from the combat power just now, the legendary rank should be able to be retained, and the Wind Prince's former quality was quite high, as he was an elemental that had defeated Ragnaros. In the future, he may not be able to return to his peak.
"Mother, we should go back. Gandalf's spell guidance has been going on for several days, and in the next few days, he should be able to accurately locate the orc homeland, Draenor. We still have tasks to complete."
"Let's go back!"
The staff floating behind Aegwynn waved on its own, and a portal appeared beside the two. Then the two left the desert through the portal.
Karazhan, this is the best magic network confluence point that Medivh can find. Even better is the location of the Sunwell in the High Elf kingdom, but they don't need it.
The Guardian built a small pool of magic here to restore consumed mana.
At this time, Gandalf was guiding the spell by the pool of magic. He put one hand into the pool of magic and leaned on a staff of translucent blue.
Ebonychill, a staff very suitable for frost-specialized mages. When Medivh was possessed by the Dark Titan, he designed to induce Eredar demons to kill the staff's master. Now Medivh and his mother have taken the staff back from the hands of the Eredar.
Gandalf looked at the return of Medivh and Aegwynn, and his originally expressionless face immediately conveyed a look of hopelessness, along with two big eye rolls to the two.
"Gandalf, please persevere, after all, only you are most proficient in group teleportation spells." Medivh comforted the white-robed mage.
"Shut up, Medivh, you built the Dark Portal, shouldn't you know the coordinates of that world best!"
Days of spell guidance had made Gandalf feel that his old waist was stiff, and Gandalf's mood was terrible.
"I can open the Dark Portal and reconnect Draenor, but the Alliance has built Nethergarde Keep in the Blasted Lands, and Kiren Tor's Modera and the High Elf's Rhonin take turns monitoring that gate, and I can't do anything about it."
Medivh shrugged, giving Gandalf an expression of helplessness.
"Let's go, Medivh, we're going to summon the Ice Lord Ahune. The prince only needs one more water elemental spirit of the four elemental spirits."
Then Medivh and Aegwynn left the pool of magic, leaving Gandalf to silently continue the magic.
Minas Tirith, Gul'dan was brought to Galen's fourth-level palace by Garona.
Three figures were waiting for them in the palace, one of whom was wearing a black robe, unable to see his face clearly. The black robe radiated a blue-white halo, and beside the black robe were Durotan and his wife.
"The envoy of the three bosses, Gul'dan is here." Garona left the palace after bringing the person there. It was a rare occasion for her to return to Minas Tirith, and she couldn't wait to see Med'an.
"Father! Mother, you're here!"
The young Med'an was very happy and rushed towards his mother. It had been a while since he had seen his parents.
Draka's palm stroked Med'an head, which made the little orc look very happy.
"You can start now."
There was no emotion in Durotan's voice. If this black robe was still alive and had not pledged allegiance to the Grand Lord like them, he would definitely rush up and snap his neck at the first moment, and then kick his head as a ball!
"Hehe, soon, don't worry."
After saying that, the black robe raised his right hand, in a grasping shape, and then a faint green light emerged from Gul'dan, gathering in the black robe's palm.
Med'an in Draka's arms had now changed from a green-skinned orc to a brown-skinned little orc.
Gandalf persevered for another three days and finally completed the connection of the interstellar coordinates.
"If it had been one more day, this old man would have had to return to the Halls of the Dead to rebuild it!" Gandalf said, looking haggard.
"Thank you for your hard work, Gandalf. The legion has been assembled and is ready to depart at any time." Medivh had already brought the Gale Legion to the terrace of Karazhan. Accompanying him were also a thousand wizards and more than nine hundred wolf riders trained in the menagerie. Garona, holding Go'el in one hand and Med'an in the other, was also waiting in the teleportation queue.
"Alright, enough talk. Let's set off immediately. The Prince has been in Draenor for almost a month now. We should go and support him as soon as possible, lest the Prince hold it against us."
"No problem, we can depart at any time."
Gandalf didn't waste any time either, raising his artifact staff and activating the group teleportation.
Since the experience bar loosened, Gandalf and the others were able to improve their strength again. After the battles of Grim Batol and Molten Core, they advanced to the middle stage of Legend. With the amplification brought by the artifact, the number of units he could teleport had exceeded ten thousand.
White light burst forth. Normally, a group teleportation in Azeroth would only take a second, but this time the white light lasted for a full ten seconds before the entire Gale Legion disappeared from Karazhan.
On the Draenor side, on a large island called Ashran, northeast of Tanaan Jungle, white light flashed, and Gandalf teleported everyone over.
However, the landing location was a bit narrow, a shallow beach, and ten thousand people crowded this corner.
"Lord Gandalf."
The two high-ranking knights who served as positioning tools walked over. However, these two were in a bit of a sorry state. The new armor that Galen had given them was once again scarred, and it was unknown how many battles they had experienced after landing on this island.
"Tell me about the situation here."
While inquiring about the situation in this world, Gandalf took out a magic potion and poured it into his mouth. Facing an unknown place, he needed to quickly restore his magic power to deal with battle.
"This island is occupied by a force called the Greyhammer Ogres. Besides the ogres, there are also two tiger-man clans in the mountains. These days, we have been chased and killed by the ogres and have only found this uninhabited beach."
Gandalf nodded. Judging from the strategic map explored by the two high-ranking knights, this should be the eastern side of the island, on the back of the mountains, far away from the power centers of the ogres and tiger-men.
"Lady Garona, take Go'el and Med'an to find Prince. I will lead the troops to conquer this island!"
Garona nodded. Returning to this world full of painful memories made her feel a little strange, but this time, she would no longer suffer any torment!
"Wolf riders go first to scout the enemy situation to the west. Gale Legion, follow up. We will occupy the highlands to the south as a base!" Gandalf issued the order.
Establishing an advance base here was definitely not suitable. The terrain was too narrow and not suitable for stationing troops. Gandalf set his sights on the highlands on the southernmost side of the island, which was just the right size.
Galen, who had been playing for many days, finally waited for his reinforcements and confidence. Once Gandalf gained a foothold in Ashran and established an outpost, the accompanying wizards could cooperate with Azeroth to open a permanent small teleportation gate, connecting the two worlds, and his legions could continuously come from the teleportation gate.
In Garadar, where Galen was located, a flash of white light appeared, and Garona brought the two children to Nagrand.
The green-skinned Garona , and now the brown-skinned Go'el and Med'an.
As soon as the two children landed, they saw Galen and immediately ran over and threw themselves into his arms, calling him brother Galen.
Galen was the closest person to them besides their parents. He cultivated them, took care of them, and cared for them. In a situation where he exchanged sincerity for sincerity, Galen and them had a very close relationship.
Galen opened his arms and hugged the two children. Yes, Go'el and Med'an had become a lot stronger.
The commotion here attracted the attention of the Mag'har orcs. Greatmother Geyah came over with Aggra, Galen, and Yrel. Drek'Thar was still too young to walk independently.
As soon as Geyah came over, she noticed the brown-skinned Go'el. As a shaman, she instantly felt a familiar sense of bloodline, a remnant guidance from the ancestral spirits.
Go'el also looked at Geyah.
"Are you my grandmother? I am Go'el, son of Durotan!"
Geyah was overjoyed when she heard this and quickly stepped forward and hugged her grandson: "It is I, I am your grandmother."
"The scent on your body is the same as my father described, it is really reassuring."
Go'el's little hand also gently hugged the old grandmother's back.
The little orcs looked at the grandmother and grandson with curiosity, and Aggra even made a face at Go'el behind Geyah's back.
"Honorable guest, thank you for your help to the Frostwolf Clan. You will always be a friend of our Mag'har."
Look, this is what it means to be old and cunning, this is what it means to not let go until you see the rabbit. Galen had been here for several days, but the Mag'har hadn't shown any indication until Go'el arrived that Geyah expressed her attitude.
But it is also understandable. The Mag'har are weak, the orc children have not grown up, and there are few warriors, so they cannot afford to lose.
"Lady Geyah, I think we can set off to the holy mountain of your orc clan. There are some truths about the fallen orc clan there." Galen thought to himself that he should hurry up and get Ukrel, and then he could concentrate on conquering the land.
"No problem, Galen, after I arrange the defense of the Mag'har, we can set off as early as tomorrow!" After Geyah finished speaking, she took Go'el's hand and went to her residence.
Garona and Med'an stayed in place, and Galen turned around and saw her melancholy expression, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry to bring you back to this sad place, but I really don't have any guides who can act freely and are familiar with the world of Draenor."
In fact, Galen had many subordinates who were familiar with Draenor. Durotan, Draka, Gul'dan, Zul'jin, and Samuro were all natives of Draenor, but after they became heroes, they had been bound by the Halls of the Dead, unless they found a new body and performed a resurrection ceremony for them.
Currently, Garona was the only suitable one.
Galen hadn't considered that the heroic spirits could be resurrected and freed from the restrictions of moving around the Altar of Kings. Otherwise, he would have kept their corpses when he slaughtered those orcish powerhouses. However, using other people's bodies would cause rejection from their souls, so Galen didn't have a good solution for the time being.
Garona composed herself: "Time is the best medicine for healing all wounds, boss. I really like my current life, training the new recruits in the Root, spending time with Med'an. Besides, this time I came back, I also want to find my Draenei relatives and give Med'an a happy life."
Galen was taken aback. Garona's family? He seemed to remember that they were remarkable Draenei. He quietly took note of it and would pay more attention to similar Draenei powerhouses in Shattrath and the Black Temple in the future.
Immediately, Garona handed Galen four items: a long sword entwined with thunder and lightning, a piece of dark crystal, and two totems.
Galen excitedly took them. These were all things he had been longing for. The Thunderfury sword was already in hand, and the main materials for the Ashbringer were also available. The rest would be much simpler.
And the two totems were even more related to Galen's plan to reshape Draenor.
When elements are born in a world, it indicates that the world is full of energy and has joined the ranks of high-magic worlds. The creatures in this world will also be stronger at birth. Shamans can gain power by serving the elements, and mages can enslave the elements to release various spells.
The most powerful elementals, the Elemental Lords, possess their own consciousness and can even be said to be the will of the world. They influence the secondary elemental lords, and the elemental lords control the lower-level elementals. They dominate the rise and fall of the world. Whether it's Draenor or Azeroth, the prelude to the world's destruction must be elemental chaos!
Of course, the four elemental lords of Azeroth don't count. They can't be considered representatives of the world's will; at most, they are a group of rebellious children who have been grounded. This has caused the lowest-level elements in Azeroth, those without sentience, to lose their restraints. Therefore, the shamans have independently established the Earthen Ring to maintain the balance between the world and the elements, striving to maintain the peace of the elemental spirits by communicating with them and stabilizing their emotions to prevent them from causing a catastrophe in Azeroth.
Galen's plan was simple: as long as the four elements that had signed a master-servant elemental contract with him stole the authority of the Elemental Throne, it would be considered a success.
For example, the orcs once listened to the teachings of the shaman priests, and the shamans listened to the elemental spirits. As long as he controlled the uppermost level, couldn't Galen do whatever he wanted?
Galen summoned the elements from the two totems.
"Thunderaan, Ahune, greets the master."
One was the Wind Prince Thunderaan, and the other was the Ice Lord Ahune. Galen hadn't expected Ahune. He thought the guardian mother and son would attack Duke Hydraxis. After all, the water elemental duke of the Hydraxian Waterlords was in the outer sea of Azshara, not far from the Crusader Fortress.
However, frost elementals are considered a variant of water elementals, so it's reasonable to use them as a substitute for water elementals.
"You have sensed it, haven't you? This is a world different from Azeroth. As long as you obey my orders obediently, I can give you a chance. Thunderaan can restore his former demigod strength, and you, Ahune, can also become the unique Water Elemental Lord."
"If you dare to betray me, I don't mind sealing you again and keeping you from seeing the light of day!"
A combination of carrot and stick is still useful for elemental lords with their own consciousness. They will weigh the pros and cons. The Wind Prince wants to restore his strength and seek revenge, and Ahune wants to surpass the Tidehunter. Galen can give them all of these, and the price is only loyalty.
It was their luck to be chosen. If only he had known that besides the four elemental kings of Azeroth, there were so many powerful elemental lords for Galen to choose from.
"Thunderaan is willing to be loyal to you for all eternity!"
"Ahune promises never to betray."
"Very good. Now, release your consciousness and actively form an elemental contract with me, recognizing me as your master! Fight for me!"
Actually, there is another way, which is to enslave the elements in the manner of dark shamans, as the young chieftain Hellscream did in Orgrimmar. In the end, Thrall was greatly weakened because he couldn't summon the elements near Orgrimmar and was rubbed on the ground by the young chieftain Hellscream.
The two elemental lords were very sensible and immediately began chanting. Then, the center of Galen's forehead shone brightly, and then a beam of light, like a chain, connected to the cyan Wind Prince with faint thunder and lightning and the Ice Lord, who was emitting white mist.
The souls of the two elemental lords were connected to Galen's. Galen's vast sea of consciousness shocked Thunderaan and Ahune. Then, they saw the familiar faces of Garr and Baron Geddon, one red and one black. The Wind Prince's mental power fluctuated violently for a while, but Galen quickly calmed him down.
In the end, four colors of elemental light flashed on Galen's forehead, completing the four elements.
Geyah felt the abundant wind and water elements around her and led Go'el back to check. She happened to see the Wind Prince and the Ice Lord returning to the totems. She didn't know if it was because she was too excited or moved, but her body trembled slightly.
Go'el thought his grandmother was frightened by those huge elements and shook her hand, saying, "Grandmother, don't be afraid. Those big guys are very kind. Brother Galen gave me two, too."
Kind? Of course, we are kind. Those who aren't kind have been turned to ashes by your Brother Galen!
Go'el took out two totems from his small backpack and stuck them on the ground: "Come out, Lokhtos Darkbargainer, Isindre!"
Galen covered his forehead. Why did Go'el summoning elements give him a strange sense of déjà vu? Your name is Go'el, not Ash Ketchum, don't force the different styles together, it's too awkward. You are the one who will pick up the battle axe and warhammer in the future, don't do this again!
The scorching red fire elemental Isindre, the heavy black earth elemental Lokhtos Darkbargainer, appeared in front of everyone.
The aura emanating from these two lesser elemental lords, coupled with the wind power and frost power left by Thunderaan and Ahune just now, made the elemental spirits of the entire Garadar exceptionally active. It actually gave the shaman Geyah a feeling of returning to Draenor ten years ago.
The two elemental lords in Go'el's hands only had the strength of the early Legendary rank, which was much weaker than Garr and Geddon. The fire elemental Isindre had even been taught by Baron Geddon, but Baron Geddon was afraid that Isindre would surpass him, so he sent him to Shadowforge City to guard the gates of the Dark Iron dwarves.
Even so, Geyah could still feel Galen's importance to Go'el. Legendary elemental lords, given away as gifts!
This was a great favor.
Legendary-level elemental lords aren't like the Dragon Slaying Saber that you get just by clicking; their rarity is comparable to artifacts. Moreover, they can guarantee the prosperity of a race. Look at the tauren of Highmountain, they have a black dragon as their backer. Even in the most critical times, their city remains strong, and the chieftain still has someone to rely on.
And now, there are two of them!
Galen's reputation among the Mag'har reached maximum level with Geyah.
Agna, on the other hand, stared at these two tall and mighty elementals with amazement. When she was born, Gul'dan had already used the curse cipher to seal off the elements of Draenor. The stronger elements suffered, and Agna could only come into contact with the weakest elemental servants. They had no independent consciousness and would only act according to instinct like a smart AI.
Seeing elemental lords for the first time, Agna was filled with interest in them. She decided to play with this younger brother named Go'el more often in the future!
Ashran. Gandalf had just rushed to the high ground he valued. There was only a small ogre camp here. Less than a hundred ogres were directly flattened by the vanguard in a charge. Then, simple fortifications were built, and Gandalf and the wizards began to jointly cast spells to open the portal.
The guidance of the portal lasted from afternoon until dawn. Gandalf couldn't help but sigh, compared to his own one-way positioning, this kind of two-way connection was easier and faster.
It's like what his own prince said, a two-way rush!
The exhausted Gandalf sincerely sighed, the spell guidance in those few days was too difficult, it had become an unbearable experience for Gandalf.
Medivh's figure appeared from the portal, followed by a team of farmers, and finally Aegwynn and Khadgar. This mage also came to his destined place.
As soon as the farmers came out, they went to the north of the high ground and began to build post posts. When a row of arrow towers encircled the high ground, a solid fortress would be established. Galen had already decided on the name, it would be called Storm's Shield. When the entire territory is occupied, another one will be built on the island to the north, called Storm's Spear.
Perfect.
"Is this Draenor? It looks like it's about to be destroyed."
"..." Medivh wanted to reply, but he felt a little embarrassed, after all, he had to take one-third of the responsibility for the destruction of this world.
"The Grand Lord already has a complete plan. As long as it is done properly, not only can he get a brand new world as a territory, but he can also transfer the battlefield against the demons from Azeroth to Draenor. No matter how badly Draenor is devastated, Azeroth will not be harmed."
Draenor didn't receive the favor of the Titan Pantheon like Azeroth, and the Titans didn't impose a solid external barrier. Basically, demons can come and go as they please. In addition, this world and Azeroth have already been connected by the Dark Portal. Instead of looking for loopholes in the barrier around Azeroth, demons prefer to enter Azeroth through Draenor.
It would be even better if the Burning Legion launched a large-scale attack after I emptied Draenor's mines!
Moreover, Galen plans to find an opportunity to bring the orcs wandering in Azeroth and those in the asylum back to Draenor, and then use the souls of the ancestors to tell them the truth about the demon blood. With their emphasis on honor, after being so severely deceived and teased, even without Galen fanning the flames, the orcs would directly fight the Burning Legion to the death.
The portal was still working non-stop, and a large number of reinforcements came from Azeroth. In addition to the post posts, the farmers had already begun to build shipyards, town halls, and barracks. Galen's first step plan was to invest an estimated 100,000 troops to capture Hellfire Peninsula with lightning speed.
Of course, the first step is to occupy the entire Ashran and bring the entire island under control.
After completing the collection of Lantresor of the Blade's Edge's spirit and then resurrecting him on the spot with a resurrection circle, Aegwynn returned to Crusader Fortress. She still had to go back to preside over the aerial fortress plan. The main force in the next battle was Medivh and Gandalf. Khadgar's strength barely entered the legendary rank. Medivh brought him here this time to train him and stabilize his strength.
The next day, thirty Royal Guards and Galen's five hundred Holy Paladin guards were directly teleported to the outskirts of Garadar, where Galen joined them.
Lantresor of the Blade's Edge went to Blade's Edge Mountains to integrate his original ogre subordinates.
Geyah appeared at the gate with ten Mag'har warriors. She planned to only bring these warriors, and another shaman, Kashur, would stay behind. When she saw the more than five hundred powerful Holy Paladins behind Galen, she was surprised!
When did these powerful forces come?
If they were enemies, Garadar would have been erased from Nagrand's land by now!
Fortunately, Galen had no malice, and might even be an ally. Geyah waved her hand to send her warriors back. They were not needed for this trip at all.
Go'el wanted to go with them, and Geyah hesitated. Galen didn't care and directly asked Go'el to bring a few of his newly acquainted friends, which caused Agna and Garrosh to cheer.
The main force set off, advancing along the river formed by the Lake of Souls water system. Countless violent elemental creatures and voidwalkers were directly annihilated, and wild animals fled at the news.
The rest were some ogres. Galen drove them back to their own territory, waiting for Lantresor of the Blade's Edge to gather the Stonefist ogres, and then gradually annex the major ogre tribes of Nagrand.
Soon they came to the wide grasslands of southern Nagrand, and in the distance they saw a mountain composed of white crystals.
That is the sacred mountain Oshu'gun that the orcs have worshiped for hundreds of years, but in fact it is the crashed draenei ship Genedar.
The holy light power on the dying K'ure was exhausted and slowly transformed into void power. And this void power attracted a large number of orc souls that were originally about to dissipate. After hundreds of years, this crashed ship attracted a large number of orc souls to gather. The orcs had the tradition of worshiping their ancestors, and the profession of shaman began to emerge.
And every year, the orcs still hold large-scale orc gatherings near the sacred mountain under the organization of the shamans, deepening the connection between the various tribes and laying the foundation for the establishment of the tribe.
Galen thinks, if the orcs knew that their sacred mountain was a draenei ship, would their faith collapse?
The area around Oshu'gun wasn't without its threats. The Shadow Council had its eyes on K'ure's power, so they dispatched a group of Shadow Council warlocks to remain in Nagrand, attempting to corrupt the Ancestral Spirits and this dying Naaru.
However, Galen's forces were formidable. Six hundred of his soldiers could easily take on a regular legion. A mere handful of orc warlocks were as fragile as paper tigers and utterly vulnerable.
The main force arrived directly at the foot of this silver-gray crystal mountain, and a large number of Ancestral Spirits were rescued from the warlocks' enslavement.
The young ones were filled with curiosity. They had heard about Oshu'gun, the sacred mountain, from their elders since they were little, but this was their first time seeing it. Geyah, on the other hand, was reminded of the grand ceremony called the 'Kosh'harg Festival' that the orcs would hold in front of the sacred ground every year over a decade ago, setting aside their differences.
Unfortunately, since the elemental spirits disappeared, the orcs had transformed from clans into a united, large tribe focused on war. It had been a long time since such a grand occasion had taken place here.
"Let's go in," Galen said. This was the orcs' sacred mountain, and for centuries, the orcs had never dared to enter it, considering it an act of desecration against their ancestors. However, the Shadow Council had helped them excavate an irregular, secret passage.
Geyah nodded. The truth Galen spoke was too devastating for the orcs, making it difficult for her to believe.
Galen led the way with Alleria and ten paladins, along with ten Royal Guards, while the rest of the troops remained on guard around them. Geyah protected the young orcs, following behind Galen.
Unexpectedly, after walking through a stretch of irregular passage, the path inside became much smoother. Moreover, the surrounding decorations, murals, and crystals were filled with draenei style, resembling the draenei main city of Exodar that Galen had seen before.
When Velen fled from Argus, the naaru helped them build this spaceship called Genedar. It was understandable that its style was similar to the Tempest Keep and its four satellite ships.
Without Galen needing to remind her, Geyah was the first to notice these details. As they delved deeper, Geyah was so shocked that she couldn't speak. What she had heard and what she was witnessing with her own eyes were two entirely different things!
The orcs' sacred mountain indeed hid draenei secrets!
They walked for an unknown amount of time. Relying on the holy light illumination of the paladins, they finally arrived at the center of the sacred mountain. Geyah also recovered from her shock. At the same time, she noticed that the energy used for illumination by Galen's knights was somewhat similar to the energy the draenei used to use!
At the center of the spaceship, a light different from the holy light enveloped the entire hall. This was a dim energy, one that Galen had never seen before. The light was actually black.
They raised their heads and saw a large number of orc souls suspended in the air of this space. And in the center of these souls was a being composed of something similar to black crystals, a jigsaw puzzle naaru.
Galen could sense that K'ure was nearing the end of his life. From his body, it was evident that he had been converted by void energy by more than ninety percent, even more miserable than his companion D'ore in the Auchindoun crypts. If it weren't for the fact that the orc souls were attracted to him by the energy, supplying him with some soul energy, it was estimated that he would have transformed into a dim entity long ago.
A gentle and beautiful voice echoed in everyone's ears, the language of the soul.
"I never thought I would see the champions of the Holy Light again in this world! I am a member of the Naaru, and my name is K'ure. You are standing in the center of my spaceship. The first draenei arrived in this world aboard this ship, which the orcs named Oshu'gun. Hundreds of years ago, our ship unfortunately crashed in Nagrand. I suffered severe damage, and the energy within me gradually diminished, trapping me in the wreckage of the ship!"
Galen had expected this, and his expression remained calm. Alleria, on the other hand, curiously sized up the black naaru. This was the first time she had seen such a miraculous life form.
Only Geyah's mood was the most complicated. The last bit of hope in her heart had been shattered. Her eyes were hollow, like a walking corpse without a soul, until Go'el tugged at her hand that she came back to her senses.
"Ancestors... Is our faith really a joke?"
Geyah had started as a shaman apprentice, and her mentor had taught her the legends of Oshu'gun. Every year at the orc gatherings, she would come to the sacred mountain with her husband to pray, listening to the ancient wisdom of the ancestors. This was a faith she had developed over decades. Even if the elements were blocked and the Ancestral Spirits no longer responded to her calls, she remained hopeful, proud to be a pureblood orc.
Now, this feeling of shattered faith was particularly strong for her as a shaman!
On the contrary, Go'el and Aggra were calm. One was a young orc raised by Galen in Silvermoon City, surrounded only by humans and the spirits of his parents. The other had never participated in the orc gatherings, nor had she worshiped this great crystal mountain, only hearing about it in legends. Therefore, the two of them only felt a hint of strangeness but not as intensely as their grandmother.
At this moment, an orc soul surrounding K'ure came before everyone. Geyah's expression changed when she clearly saw his face: "Garadar! My love!"
"In the end, you still came to Oshu'gun, my love. From the moment you established Mag'har, I knew that the final glory of the orcs would be inherited by the Mag'har." Garadar's soul form floated in the air, trying to caress Geyah's cheek, but unfortunately, his hand passed through like a phantom.
"I have many doubts, Garadar. I don't know where the future lies!" Geyah's tears began to flow. The burden of the Mag'har weighed her down. According to the same lifespan as orcs and humans, Lothar would at most be starting to bald. They were even stronger than humans. Garona could fight not long after giving birth, while Geyah, not even fifty, was already aging.
"K'ure is the guardian of the draenei. Now, he is being corrupted by the void. Even though he is about to die, he still doesn't want to harm us and this world. He injected his remaining power into the wreckage of the Genedar spaceship, awakening the souls of the orcs, allowing our ancestors to be resurrected in another form, to guide future generations, and giving birth to the shamanistic path for the orcs. In return, we need to provide soul energy to him to help him suppress the transformation of the void power!"
This was the truth of the sacred mountain, full of drama.
While Geyah was conversing with her husband who had passed away many years ago, Galen had already unfurled his wings of Holy Light and used Levitate to arrive in front of K'ure.
"Holy Light warrior from another world, the Holy Light power within you is vast and pure. Besides us Naaru, you are the most powerful Holy Light warrior I have ever seen, even Velen is inferior."
As a member of the Naaru, a powerful race capable of building spaceships for interstellar travel, K'ure could tell at a glance that Galen did not belong to Draenor.
Draenor was too small. They had explored this small planet completely within a hundred years of landing, and the various races had become their objects of observation.
Galen was also sizing up K'ure. His entire body was composed of dozens of geometric shapes, and the runes on his body were eighty percent similar to the Holy Light magic runes passed down from ancient times by the Holy Light Church of Azeroth.
"I am a paladin of the Holy Light Church of Azeroth. My name is Galen Trollbane. You can call me Galen."
"Azeroth? Is that the name of your world? To be able to give birth to a powerful Holy Light warrior like you, the potential of your world is no weaker than Argus."
Although K'ure's soul words were quite pleasant, Galen sneered in his heart. What do you mean, no weaker than Argus?
That is Azeroth, the strongest Titan officially certified by the Titans, just sleeping a little too long. Galen doesn't know if he will have the chance to hug Azeroth's thigh in this lifetime.
"K'ure, do you recognize this?" Galen took out a piece of dark crystal.
"This aura? It should be the Brilliant Star, one of the fragments of the Ata'mal Crystal, but its energy has been exhausted and it has become a dark crystal." K'ure sensed it with all his might and said uncertainly.
Galen nodded in sudden understanding. So that's how it is. He thought this thing was a core fragment of the Dark Star, K'ara, in the sky above Shadowmoon Valley. However, K'ure, as K'ara's best friend for ten thousand years, is so familiar with his aura. If he didn't say it was K'ara's body, then it should be one of the seven Ata'mal Crystals.
The Ata'mal Crystal came from a powerful ancient Naaru. More than 20,000 years ago, it was given to the Eredar who created a brilliant civilization. This crystal inherited the essence of the Naaru, a Holy Light creature. The energy it left behind subtly influenced the Eredar, making them affinity to the Holy Light, which led to the Garrison forces who used the Holy Light to fight.
Later, when Velen fled Argus, this crystal was destroyed and broken into seven pieces of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, indigo, and violet.
Each crystal has a different name, they are:
Heart of Wrath
Brilliant Star
Kiss of Luck
Eye of the Storm
Shadow of Verdant Leaves
Shield of the Naaru
Song of Souls
The seven crystals have different abilities. For example, the red crystal, Heart of Wrath, can greatly improve the combat effectiveness and morale of the entire army. The green crystal, Shadow of Verdant Leaves, can distort the path of light and hide the entire city. The purple Song of Souls is carried by Velen. This gem gave him the ability to see the future, which is also the reason for his title of Prophet.
The Brilliant Star was originally full of Holy Light energy and was the most offensive crystal. The Naaru belong to the unity of light and darkness. When the Holy Light is exhausted, it becomes a black crystal. As long as it is continuously injected with Holy Light energy, it can be turned back into the yellow Brilliant Star.
The Naaru are essentially large Holy Light batteries. This is best known to the race called Blood Elves.
In order to complete his guess, Galen took a stride and came to K'ure's side. One hand had already grasped his lowest part, let's just call it his foot.
A huge amount of Holy Light power burst out from Galen's body and was transmitted to K'ure's torso through his palm!
The Holy Light power stored in his body instantly bottomed out, but it didn't matter. If the amount wasn't enough, he could recharge.
The conversion of the black crystal gathered the Holy Light power of the great paladins Mograine, Abbendis, and Tirion Fordring, the high priest Isillien, and Fairbanks. It was only by the power of the five that it turned from black to orange. K'ure is a complete Naaru, and the Holy Light needed would be even greater.
While Galen recharged his Holy Light power, he directed his chief guard Amor to lead half of the paladins into Auchindoun. Three hundred paladins took turns inputting their Holy Light power into K'ure, while Varrokal continued to lead people to be vigilant.
I don't know how long it took, Galen only knew that his resource bar was missing 500,000 units of gold energy. K'ure finally transformed from a dark black to a golden color.
Of course, Galen is not an altruistic person. The things that can make him spend a lot of money must have greater rewards.
While transmitting the Holy Light power, he initiated a contract with K'ure. While initiating the contract, Galen also transmitted several images through mental power.
The first scene: Mannoroth tried to open a portal in the Well of Eternity to summon his big boss. When a thigh that K'ure was familiar with squeezed in from the portal, a strong warrior waved a huge battle axe and flew up, hitting the sole of the foot under the thigh. Then, a wound appeared on the sole of the foot. Because of this wound, the owner of the thigh failed to pass through the portal.
The second scene: A huge blue-tailed giant quickly ran towards a huge tree, and then greedily absorbed the energy of the tree. Then, a large number of small light spots rushed out of the forest. They attached to the giant's body, and then a huge explosion centered on the giant, and the giant was annihilated.
The third scene: A huge wellhead decorated in red. A red giant with fleshy whiskers and horns on his head was struggling to climb out of the well. Two shield-bearing warriors at the wellhead were trying to prevent the red giant from climbing out. A large number of warriors were attacking desperately. Finally, the red giant was blown back in the explosion.
The fourth scene: In the dark universe, on a huge and blue planet, a burning giant was forcibly pulled out of the planet. The huge horns proved the giant's powerful strength. After seeing the appearance of this figure clearly, K'ure even felt a tremor in his spiritual world!
The world they are in has stopped the Burning Legion from invading more than once!
This is a miracle, and it is also the opportunity that the Naaru are looking for!
K'ure didn't even bother to carefully check the content of the contract, whether it was equal or reasonable, and directly accepted this contract!
The emblem on Galen's forehead reappeared. In addition to the four colors of elements, there was also a golden Holy Light mark.
The changes here made Geyah and her beloved soul stop and watch for a long time. Finally, Garadar's soul said to Geyah:
"My beloved, you have found an amazing ally!"