The demons besieging Shatar eventually retreated, and the huge fleet that had carried them to Azeroth to their deaths had been more than half lost in all sorts of bad events, and the remaining half of the demon starships saw that something was wrong, and turned and fled from Azeroth as fast as they could, like completely frightened beasts.

In this famous evil world, they don't want to come again.

It's a pity that the demons who fled Azeroth in the starship forgot to take their compatriots who were fighting on the ground battlefield with them before leaving, or they simply thought about it, in short, after the disappearance of the evil fleet in the sky, the demons on the ground quickly entered a state of collapse.

Despite their numerical superiority, although Shatar's coalition forces were exhausted, and although the Dead Sea Fleet, which belonged to the undead side, had long since disappeared under the icy sea, in the face of the embarrassment of losing their backups, after the death of the Lord of Talgas, these dragonless demons were unwilling to show their invincibility, and after a stalemate of dozens of minutes, the demons of the brigade fled towards the mountains north of the Borean tundra.

The coalition forces defending Shatar are also powerless to catch up, in short, it is foreseeable that in the next few decades, these demons scattered on the Northrend continent will definitely disturb the order of this continent, but Northrend is the bitter cold land of Azeroth, and everything that happens here is not much attention from the civilized world, so this battle can also be regarded as a great victory.

Uh, barely!

But after the fierce battle, on the battlefield of chicken feathers, compared to the reinforcements of other races who happily cleaned the battlefield, the Draenei garrisons, who were the main defenders of Shatar City, received extremely bad news before they could breathe a sigh of relief.

The absolute leader of the Draenei, the spiritual leader of the exiles, the prophet Viren, is missing

The first to get the news was the Grand Garrison Marrad, who had not even had time to change his bloodstained and battle-stained armor before he rushed into the rescue tower of Sha'tar City, where he saw another Grand Garrison Lady Vihari, who was being urgently rescued by a dozen priests, the extremely brave, extremely demon-hating, and tragic Lady of the Garrison who had been found in a pool of blood outside the gate of Naru's Seat.

It is said that when she was stabbed 37 times, her whole body was covered with blood, and her torn armor was full of evil energy infection, and on the battlefield beside her, there were nearly 50 demons who were hacked to death by her sword, if it weren't for the queen of the Lordaeron Kingdom, ** Shi Gianna passed by that block, I am afraid that the Vihari garrison would have died tragically on that battlefield because of excessive blood loss.

And then the human mages who rushed into Naru's Seat found the 24 electors of the Light who followed the Vihari Garrison and the Prophet Viren to rescue Naruvolos, and unfortunately those loyal warriors of the Light were all killed in the dark hall, they seemed to have gone through the most terrible battle to the death before dying, and on the battlefield of Naru's Seat, the mages also found a powerful evil mecha detonated by the Holy Light, and the body of the Holy Light that Naruvolos was shattered.

"Finally, there's this"

** Sad, Gianna handed a crystal staff tainted with evil power to the Grand Garrison Marlad, this staff was decorated with several crystals filled with holy light, as well as a simple red tassel pendant, every Draenei recognized this staff, it called the redeemer is the treasure of the prophet Viren, and it is also the weapon that the prophet never leaves in his hand.

"How is this possible!"

Malad took the staff, and he saw a shocking stain of blood on it, which seemed to represent the tragic fate of its bearer.

The big garrison officer was a little excited, he looked at the ** division in front of him, and he asked:

"What about the prophets? You have not failed to find him, or his"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Malad."

The King of Arthas, who was standing behind Gianna, stepped forward and said to the Grand Garrison with a sad face:

"I went to confirm that in the hall of Naru's Seat, there are traces left by the extremely large Holy Light spell bombardment, as well as the remnants of fierce battles, one of them should be a powerful demon, Naruvolos should also be destroyed by that demon, as for the prophet, he is likely, it is very likely that in order to protect the city, he and the demon lord died together."

"Nope! No! ”

Malad staggered and took a step back, the tenacious warrior of the Light who seemed unwilling to believe the result, shook his head, and stubbornly shouted:

"Prophet Viren wouldn't just die like this, he was such a powerful man, he was such a resilient leader, he led us to fight among the stars for twenty-five thousand years! He never gave up, he wouldn't, he wouldn't just die! I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I'm going to see it, I'm going to see it with my own eyes! ”

As he spoke, the Grand Garrison pushed away the paladins who were guarding him, and he rushed in the direction of Naru's Seat, where Arthas tried to stop the emotionally unstable Garrison, but was stopped by his wife.

Gianna looked at the back of Marlad leaving, she looked back at Vihari, who was being saved by the priests, and she sighed:

"Let him go, Arthas, Lord Viren's position in the hearts of the Draenei Alas, this bad news is likely to cause a storm, but, speaking of which, perhaps we should be more concerned about another person."

Gianna looked at her husband, and she said seriously:

"The last General Tulayan who returned at a critical moment turned out to be a fake, that fraud left a terrible disaster for the Empire of Mankind, and this time, another General Tulayan returned to Azeroth, can you be sure of his authenticity?"

Faced with his wife's questioning, the Paladin King nodded:

"There shouldn't be a problem this time, the existence of the Holy Light Legion has been proven a long time ago, not to mention, this time there is also the return of the Chaldean Archbishop, this is really a surprise, after so many disasters, the Holy Light and Holy Light have finally begun to shelter us believers again."

"Buzz"

In the portal hall of Shatar City, with the constant hum of magic fluctuations, warriors and supporters from various civilizations continue to go back and forth in the hall, although the battle to defend Shatar City has ended, but the troubles of the aftermath of a war have just begun.

The wounded warriors need to be sent back to their respective countries, the remains of those who died in battle are gathered up, and there are some important trophies collected on the battlefield, especially in this battle, several demon starships were shot down, this is a weapon that makes every side covet, and the subsequent distribution of these things, the forces united by the demon invasion, will not come of it after a few months of fighting.

In this busy hall, the Chaldean priest in white robes and tired face stood there a little nervously, it stands to reason that he has experienced strong winds and waves, and even seen ancient gods in a mortal body, and has traveled to outer space, should not show such an expression of gain and loss, but after truly gaining the freedom of his heart, the urgent desire in his heart still makes him a little restless.

He was waiting for the arrival of the most important person in his life.

"Buzz"

There was another slight fluctuation of magic power, and in the portal in front of the Chaldean priest, several figures slowly appeared in the pale blue light, and the first one who appeared in the eyes of Chaldea was the king of the Stormwind Kingdom, Varian, who was wearing a light armor and carrying a special-shaped long sword, who had not been seen for several months. His Majesty Wrynn.

The king, known as the "Gladiator", seemed to be in a good mood, although his black hair had appeared a little white spot due to complicated domestic affairs, but he was very energetic, and the situation of reform in the country was very good, especially after the Shining Plains harbor of the Stormwind Kingdom successfully squeezed into the large trade area of the South China Sea Route, which was in the form of a rapid development.

When he saw Chaldea, His Majesty Varian, who had walked out of the portal, strode forward and gave his archbishop a warm hug, and Varian patted Chaldea on the back:

"Welcome back! Welcome back the Chaldean bishops! My brother. ”

"The news of your death in Ulduar has saddened the whole country, but I believe that a guy like you will not die so easily."

Varian laughed and patted Chaldea on the shoulder, and he exclaimed:

"I won't even allow them to give you a funeral, because I'm sure you'll come back! You old dog who always works miracles! Once again, you didn't disappoint me! ”

"Yes, yes, I'm back, my majesty!"

His Majesty Varian's undisguised joy and enthusiasm also touched the Chaldeans, although in the earliest days, he chose to support all of Varian's reforms to satisfy the ancient god Salatas's pursuit of chaos, but years of cooperation did make Chaldea and Varian friends, and now, after the freedom of the heart, this friendship is precious.

"Ah, I won't say anything superfluous! My brother. ”

Varian squeezed his eyes at Chaldean:

"I'm going to see the battlefield first, I heard that the real Tulayan is back too, besides, have a good rest for a few days, spend time with your family, and then go back to work in New Stormwind! You've been absent for too long, Archbishop, and now that the national faith hierarchy is almost in chaos, I need someone as competent as you! Well, I won't bother you with your little lover's reunion."

When the king said this, he suddenly approached the Chaldeans, and then lowered his voice:

"She is a really good woman, when the news of your death came, she almost ended her life by herself, and she stubbornly wanted to go to another world to accompany you and not let her down."

After saying that, the enlightened and hearty king strode out of the teleportation hall under the escort of the guards, and then appeared in front of Chaldeans, the expectant mother, Miss Millie, who was supported by several old mothers and had difficulty walking because of her big belly.

Chaldea looked at the little woman in front of her who was holding her belly and moving forward, Miss Millie was not the kind of beautiful woman, her height was also a little sloppy, and the pregnant lady also had a sloppy feeling, she didn't tidy up her hair, and let the long hair scatter behind her, but it didn't matter.

In the archbishop's eyes, this silly woman who saved him from the dark hell seemed to be filled with a warmth all over her body, which was a warmer and softer halo than the holy light of his faith.

The archbishop recalls the story of the two men stumbling in the past, in those dark years, Miss Millie's presence was almost the only warm flash in the cold memory of the Chaldees, in every dark age, there are such slightly dazed and cowardly beings, in the darkest moments, they are unwilling to give up all hope, and try to save everything in their own slightly clumsy way, and their persistence and hard work will always create a real miracle.

Miss Millie rescued her husband and freed the Chaldea from the abyss that was more terrible than death, she did what many strong people could not do, she conquered death, or rather, she moved death.

"They all say you're dead"

Miss Millie, who was holding her stomach and looking uncomfortable, still had traces of crying on her face, but in this crowded place now, she didn't want to embarrass her husband, so she pretended to be strong, raised her head, looked at her lost husband, and smiled hard and said:

"But I don't believe it, I don't believe my husband is like that."

Before Miss Millie could finish her words, she was held in her arms by the Chaldeans and hugged her very tightly, this was almost the first time that the Chaldeans had released her feelings so calmly in public, and Miss Millie could also feel that tears oozed from her husband's eyes buried in her shoulder, which was the first time he had shed tears so wantonly.

"Alright, it's all over, good."

Miss Millie's expression became very gentle at this moment, as if she were comforting the child's mother, and she gently stroked Chaldean's back, and she whispered:

"Everything will be fine and you are welcome back, my child's father."

"I won't leave you again."

Chaldea said to his little foolish wife:

"Never, nothing can separate us anymore, whether it is death or the Light, nothing can stop us, in a few days, let's get married, and to hell with those precepts!"

"You are my most important faith"

"We can't go back."

In the ward of the healing hall of Shatar City, the glazed-eyed Tulayan was lying on the hospital bed, and beside him, Old Ferdin, one of the five great knights of the original Silver Hand, was standing there, looking at his old brother worriedly, and not far away, hearing the news, the leader of the Order who had quietly arrived, was also one of the five great knights, but now became the death knight of Sedan. Dassault Hand leaned against the wall like a sculpture.

"When the Light dies, it dies before our eyes."

"There is no hope, all hope, all hope is gone"

Hearing Tulayan's chaotic words, Old Ferdin's brows furrowed, and he looked at Dasohan behind him, and he asked in a low voice:

"Tulayan, what's wrong? He's still alive, he's healthy, and his soul is still intact, but have you ever seen that? ”

The death knight Dasohan shook his head, and he looked at Tulayan, who was lying on the hospital bed, whispering like a madman, with his cold gaze, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"No, I haven't seen it, but I can probably guess"

"His soul was shocked, and his faith was on the verge of collapse."

"Not only him, but the entire paladins of the Holy Light Legion seem to have this situation, probably related to that Zela." 2k reading web