"Here, this place doesn't seem to be the same as I remember."

Tulayan, who was in a wheelchair, looked out over the city of Andohar in the early morning mist, which was once one of the two great cities of the Kingdom of Lordaeron in the Stratholm district, it was built on the shores of Lake Dalon Mill, the largest water source in the Stratholm district, and in the early morning, a wet mist shrouded the century-old city, the fog was close to the water, and a white stone bridge connecting the cold wind camp and the city of Andohal loomed in the mist, this scene looked quite fantastical.

There was a hint of nostalgia on Tulayan's old face, he had been stationed in the city several times during the Orc Wars, when he was still very young, and he was inspired by the Light to become the first paladins in Azeroth, and he was still full of enthusiasm at that time, whether facing orcs or other enemies, he would never despair.

And now?

He was already old, even if the powerful light-forged body allowed him to maintain the health and strength of his youth, but under his chest, the beating heart and the soul in his shell had become old, like a war horse galloping on the battlefield, even if he could still fight, he would occasionally feel very, very tired, and very much wanted to lay down his weapon and return to his home that might have been dusty

Home, where is home?

Tulayan craned his neck as he looked further northwest, where the city of Lordaeron was said to have been restored after its destruction, and he wondered if the elves who now lived in that city had been restored along with Tulayan's ancestral house in Lordaeron.

Is this home anyway? Or the Legion of Light among the stars?

After his death, will his soul return to the family graveyard of Azeroth, or will it wander into the stars, lingering in the worlds where he has fought for hundreds of years?

It's just that more than ten years have passed, but he is no longer out of step with this world

This made Tulayan, who woke up yesterday, a little silent, and the silence of the great knight, the little Anduin who was pushed in a wheelchair thought that he was in a bad mood, and the little prince thought that Tulayan was sad because he had witnessed a familiar scene, so he comforted him in a whisper:

"The city of Andorhar, which was rebuilt by the Grand Knight of Mograine with the knights, has preserved as much as possible the buildings and some of the landscapes of that city, which is now the border city of our Order State, and is responsible for guarding the undead fortress from Stratholme to the Tirisfa region, if you want to visit that city, I can take you there."

Saying this, the little prince glanced at Tulayan's slightly sad face, his eyes rolled, and then he said:

"There are also a lot of veterans living in the city, and they often drink in the taverns of the old town, and I heard that they also sing the heroic stories of the five horsemen of the Silver Hand."

"Huh, hero? No, no, no, at that time, we were far from being heroes. ”

Little Anduin's flattery made Tulayan laugh, the great knight patted the armrest of his wheelchair, he let out a sigh of relief, and looked back at the quiet city of Andohal in the fog for the last time, between the shadows and shadows of the mist, you could vaguely see the figures moving on the city wall, it was probably the guards who changed shifts in the morning, maybe in ten minutes, the gate of the city near the cold wind camp side would open.

At that time, the city, which has been sleeping in the fog, will truly wake up, and it will be the beginning of the day for the civilians.

"Let's go, little ghost, I'm wrong, it's still the same here as it used to be."

The great knight gently pushed the wheelchair and pushed him out to relax the little prince squeezed his eyes, and the great knight said:

"Let's go back, there are still many warriors of the Holy Light Legion in the hands of Tyr who have just woken up, I want to go and see them, many of them are very powerful warriors, but they are not very good at dealing with people, especially in Zela, alas, it is an eventful season."

Anduin obediently pushed the wheelchair in a circle, along the smooth road, strolling towards the Hand of Tyr Castle, beside them, there were several heavily armed light-forged knights guarding from afar, Anduin and Tulayan's identities are very sensitive, especially the great knight Tulayan, who has just woken up from a coma, is very weak, he is almost completely incapable of fighting.

After Zela's death, these paladins of the Holy Light Legion fell into a state of collapse of will, and in the process of being forced into a coma, the holy light in their bodies was almost completely washed by the other Naru, which made these powerful warriors barely get rid of the connection with Zela, but there were still a few paladins who could not be saved, and those knights who linked their souls to Zela's death even showed signs of voiding in a coma.

This also shows that the Mother of Light is not actually "dead", she may have undergone a terrible transformation of Naru, becoming a Void Creature, and if the other knights do not cut off the connection with Zela, they will likely also be "dragged" into the Void by the entropy demon evolved by the Mother of Light.

"Tulayan, uncle."

Little Anduin pushed his wheelchair, and as he walked, he asked:

"Need I arrange a trip to Lordaeron? The Sindra elves have kept your family's ancestral house, and an attached garden, which is now temporarily used by an orphanage, and if you want to rest in your ancestral house, I can ask the elves, and in a few days, you will be able to return to the place where you were born, I have been there, and the place is now well preserved. ”

"Oh? Is my ancestral home still there? ”

This news made the Turayan knight feel a little depressed, but after a few seconds, he smiled and shook his head:

"Forget it, instead of handing over the mansion to a lonely old knight, it's better to let the children who have lost their parents live there, it's good, there's no need to apply, Anduin, let it continue to exist like that."

"But you might want to go back there and pay your respects to your family's ancestors, and your family cemetery is there, right?"

The little prince said in a brisk tone:

"Don't be afraid of trouble, Uncle Tulayan, now that the relationship between the Order and the Federation has entered an upward period, we have a good relationship with those Sindra Elves, not to mention, the top of the Federation, after hearing the news of your return, also invited you to Stormwind City in the name of the official, if you want to go to Lordaeron City, they will definitely welcome it."

"Forget it, kid, I'm busy enough."

Tulayan rubbed his forehead as if complaining:

"I just woke up, and I haven't had time to rest, but my trip for the next half month has been arranged, you see, I'm going to Kalimdor to meet the Pope, and I want to visit some old friends who are still alive in the Human Empire, and then take a boat back to the Federation, and it's hard for me to shirk the kind invitation of the Veterans Federation, and most importantly, I have to hurry up and reopen the passage to the Temple of Void Light with the Draenei."

"It may be important to mourn the ancestors, but wait until I'm free, and now, don't burden me."

The great knight's complaint caused the little prince to burst into a hearty laugh, and the young man spoke a few more words with Tulayan, and then turned the conversation to the other side:

"Uncle Tulayan, can you tell me about the war in the Planetary Realm? I'd love to know about the strange scenes you've seen, the things you can only see in the stars, and I'm interested. ”

Anduin looked at Tulayan with burning eyes, and the latter looked up at the rising sun in the distance, and he whispered:

"O stars, it is an unimaginable territory, little Anduin, in the past so many years, in those times that have been infinitely lengthened by the disorder of time, I have seen the stars that are shattering, I have seen the black sun infected by evil energy, I have seen an entire nebula erased in the light of the stars extinguished, those are all calamities that make people jealous and fearful, even if I recall them now, it makes people's scalps tingle, but, in addition to disasters, I have also seen new life!"

"Freshmen?"

Anduin's eyes widened, and the Grand Knight nodded:

"That's right! Freshman, I still can't forget that in a wandering galaxy destroyed by the Legion, with our help, those indomitable warriors miraculously rekindled their sun with glorious sacrifices! In that fiery red halo, we chase demons across the apocalyptic wasteland, and those lights, as brilliant as our courage, are the true rebirth of the newborn! ”

"I was still on a planet that had been completely abandoned, and I witnessed the revival of the will of nature, when we were standing on a spaceship and saw that breathtaking touch of green, like a green Mars, in the blink of an eye, it burned out and spread outward, like green water, can you imagine? Child, a whole dead world is born in front of you"

The Grand Knight's tone became softer:

"There is nothing to say about the war, it is not a glorious thing to bring death to the enemy with your own weapons, but protecting hope and protecting the new life in the ruins can always make people's hearts full of pride!"

"During that time when I didn't hear from Azeroth, I was terrified, I was terrified that when I returned to my birthplace, I saw the same apocalyptic wasteland as any other planet, but, when I actually stood here, little Anduin, I saw a civilization and a world that was more prosperous than when I left"

The great knight stretched out his hand and touched Anduin's golden hair, and he narrowed his eyes, like a kind old man, and said with a smile:

"You are the real heroes, you protect the world very well!"

"Thank you!"

"I can tell you unequivocally that the Staff of Toure is now stored in the Temple of Void Light, and at the same time, in that temple, there are still 2,500 warriors of the Holy Light Legion, and in that temple, there should be a Holy Light creature who has just been reconverted from the Entropy Demon State to Naru."

In the castle of the Hand of Tyr in the Order of the Silver Dawn, Tulayan, who was in a wheelchair, looked at the three leaders of the Draenei who had arrived as fast as he could, and he said solemnly:

"That Naru has a close relationship with you Draenei, her name is Saraka, and if the information we found in the temple is correct, it should be one of the guardians of Naru who changed light and darkness in the stars when you first set foot in the starry exile!"

"Yes! Saraka, that's right! ”

High Priest Ishana, the eldest of the triumvirate, stood up excitedly, and she circled around her desk, and she said to the others:

"I still remember her! It was a merciful and courageous Naru, at the moment when Kil'Gardan laid a despicable trap for the Prophet, and in order to save the Prophet, Saraka did not hesitate to prop up the shield of the Holy Light for the entire ship to protect us from that catastrophe, but she, because she was injured in the Holy Light Core, transformed into a Void Entropy Demon in pain"

"We can't just leave her behind, so we have built the Temple of Void Light on a planet that has collapsed inside, with the help of other Naru, and if it weren't for the news that the Vihari Garrison brought it back from the Legion, if it hadn't been for the heroic Light Legion rediscovering it, I'm afraid I would have forgotten it for a long time."

"Well, that's why I contacted you as soon as I woke up."

Tulayan said to Isana, the high priest:

"Zela, it's fallen. Her fall is a tragedy for the Legion of Light, but I'm more worried about the brothers stationed in the Temple of Void Light, and I'm afraid they're in the same situation as us, and if they really have a break of will because of Zela's fall, then once that temple is discovered by the demons, they will definitely not be able to stop the demons from attacking them! ”

"I want the Draenei to join us in opening the way from Azeroth to the Temple of Void Light."

As soon as Tulayan finished speaking, the Grand Garrison of Marlad immediately responded:

"But with the words of the Draenei alone, we are not capable"

"So, you still need us on board!"

A low, majestic voice rang out behind the crowd, and the Grand Garrison of Marlad turned back to see the Grand Knights of Mograine and Grand Knight of Fording of the Order of the Silver Dawn pushing the door open, and Anduin Jr. followed behind the two Grand Knights, who waved his hand at Tulayan, who smiled in return.

"Today, the Draenei, the Silver Dawn, and the Legion of Light, three of us from the same origin, will unite to form the Justice League of Azeroth! ”

Furding placed a sparkling crystal on his desk, and he said to the leader of the Draenei beside him:

"This is the shield of Naru, one-seventh of the Atama Crystal, and we will return it to you with this Draenei relic, and you will forge it into a sacred weapon, and when that weapon is forged, the glory of the Justice League will shine on this world and the battlefields beyond the stars!"

Grand Knight Mograini stepped forward, he stretched out his hand to the Grand Garrison, and he asked in a deep voice:

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