"Venerable Elune, are you alright?"

In the chamber of Silisus's heart, the diamond dwarf Muradin, standing in front of the working Titan instrument with a worried expression, asked in a low voice:

"Last night, I heard a voice from the core of the world again, do you feel the pain of the world?"

Accompanied by Muradin's voice, a moon-veil-like light hovered above the Titan instrument, and Elune's warm voice came from the light:

"No, my advocate, it's not pain."

"The crack in the core of the world does sting slightly, but it's not enough to scare me."

There was a hint of sunshine in the tone of the Spirit of the World, and she said to her spokesperson in an uplifting voice:

"I have felt that every day, this world that has been rid of disease is recovering, and I can clearly feel the revival of the world, the civilization, the perception of living beings, and the dreams of all things, which have never been so clearly presented in front of me... I'm recovering, Muradin, don't worry. ”

"It's... That's a great thing. ”

When the spokesperson who had been a little worried heard the words of the Star Spirit, he let go of his inner worries, and he stood respectfully in front of the phantom of the World Spirit, and said:

"So you called me here today because there is something important for me to do?"

"Yes, Muradin."

Elune's vision nodded, and in the flow of the moonveil, where her face could not be seen clearly, she said in a serious tone:

"Last night, I heard a cry of pain from outside the world, it was one of my brothers..."

"Another Titan?"

Muradin's eyes widened, and for a moment, he thought of Sargeras, but it wasn't.

"It's Argus!"

The spirit of the world looked up, and although the Heart Chamber was located beneath the desert, the heavy earth and quicksand could not stop Elune's gaze, and she could see the stars beyond the world, as well as the dark green stars in the outer orbit of the world of Azeroth, and she said:

"At the heart of the world of Argus also sleeps a world spirit, who has matured but is twisted by the power of the Dark Titans and cannot be truly free, and I also foresee my ancient brothers, the Titan Souls of the Pantheon, who are in the Burning Throne of Argus."

"Muradin, go to Agus, you will be the carrier of my will, into that corrupted world, I want to meet the sleeping Agus, and my brothers..."

"No problem, Lord Elune."

Without the slightest hesitation, the Diamond Dwarf nodded:

"The Light Legion and the Draenei have established a permanent base of advance in the world of Argus, and I will set out immediately, and in a few days, I will be able to reach the world of evil powers, but with all due respect, Lord Elune, it is dangerous to communicate with a corrupted Titan in such a rash manner, maybe, maybe you should inform the Dead Monarch to come with you."

"No, he has his business to do."

Elune was silent for a moment, then said:

"I also have my destiny to fulfill, go, Muradin, don't get too much attention and go to that world alone."

"Yes, do as you wish."

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The forward base that Muradin said was actually the base camp of the Croku clan that lived on the Crocoum Plains, which was a large rift that ran through the southern part of the Demon Crocoum Plains, with many caves and tunnels, and the Holy Light Legion that landed here quickly built a large base here with the help of resources from Azeroth.

They have also built forward bases in the Makere Plains and the Antolan Wasteland, which are linked to each other by a hedron teleporter called the Holy Light Sign.

That is one of the most important legacies left by Zela, the Mother of Light, to the Holy Light Legion, using the ancient Eredan gem magic and Holy Light spells to achieve fast and fast teleportation, and the Holy Light Legion and the Draenei have also built road signs in several important cities in the world of Azeroth, and at the same time, with the help of the World Civilization Alliance Command, throughout Azeroth, recruit enough good warriors to deal with the demonic rebellion of the entire Argus world.

These warriors are known as the "Vanguard Army", and most of them are scouts from neutral organizations and several major powers, as well as some excellent adventurers from the civilian population.

"Huh"

Dressed in armor and carrying a war hammer, disguised as a Vanguard soldier, Muradin, stepped out of the Holy Light Sign, and beside him, the Vanguard recruits who had set foot on the land of Argus for the first time were chattering with each other about the world, and the Diamond Dwarf listened without saying a word.

"Well, have you heard? Johnny, the luckiest adventurer, found an ancient treasure in the ruins of Makere's Archon's Seat, sold it for a fortune, and then developed! ”

"And that injured paladin Marcus, and the beautiful little sister Drenei had something to see, and I don't know when Mr. Marcus's next book will be released, but I'm a big fan."

"I also want to have a story with the young lady! I dig for treasure too! Ah, jealousy and poverty give me courage. ”

"Hey, rookies, don't be too optimistic, some time ago, the unlucky guy Orff fell into the demon siege during the operation, I heard that his team died a dozen people, and in the end, he relied on some new weapons to survive... I mean, it's dangerous here, so you'd better keep your crotch in mind, or you'll soon be out of use of it. ”

These twittering news made Muradin can't help but pout, these recruits always fantasize about the magnificence of war, but ignore the horror of war, many people dream of becoming legends of the new era, but seriously, out of 100 people, after the end of the war, it would be good to survive 10.

"However, what they said at the end should be true."

Muradin looked left and right, and he quietly broke away from the recruits, walking deeper into the base.

I heard that recently, the Federation, the Empire, and the Draenei have developed a lot of new weapons made from the mysterious Azerit, which may have design flaws, but because of their great power, they cannot be tested in Azeroth, so they were simply sent to the world of Argus.

Although the appearance of Azerit is still classified in the world, in the eyes of the dwarves, the more than a dozen heavy cannons placed on the city wall are shining with a faint Azerit light, which means that these heavy cannons have fired cannonballs containing the power of Azerit, and there are power armor from the Federation on the city wall to patrol, and the heavy guns in their hands also have a faint Azerite atmosphere, it is obvious that this world has been used as a weapon testing ground by those leaders.

Anyway, this world is almost ruined, there are wastelands everywhere, there are demons everywhere, and even if these new weapons do have an accident, they won't cause too much trouble.

"This place has been completely fortified, and it looks like they plan to continue to fortify it."

The diamond dwarf looked at the base in front of him, the stone cave where the Croco clan lived was surrounded by rune fragments of large defensive barriers, and in front of the base there was a thick wall made of elemental magic, around this large tunnel, and even deep in the earth at Muladin's feet, the shamans from the Ring of the Earth were still reinforcing the naturally formed mountain walls and valleys, making this Krokuhn's forward base more impregnable.

In the valley behind the base, several new reconnaissance skills are docked on the ground leveled by shamans, many dwarfs and goblin craftsmen are busy next to the "big birds" made of steel, these short men use strange machinery to load heavy bombs into the launchers of combat skills, and the dwarven pilots of the Brute Hammer Clan, wearing goggles and flight jackets, sit and drink and chat.

Farther away, around the tarmac, more than a dozen Marine Tanks painted dark green were parked there, the muzzles of those emitting cold wind pointed obliquely at the sky, like sharp blades of steel, and more Marine Tanks had accompanied the soldiers of the Vanguard Army deep into the depths of the three lands, continuing to drive out the leaderless demons who roamed the land of Argus.

"These are tanks powered by new crude oil engines, and it seems that they have really made a lot of money."

Muradin pouted, as an orthodox copperbearded dwarf, he didn't like these steel behemoths powered by crude oil, although after switching to "eat" oil, the land tank was more powerful and could carry more weapons, but it still couldn't impress the stubborn dwarves.

"The spirit of the world is above, but only a tank with a steam engine has a soul! These... These are nothing more than utter killing machines. ”

The Diamond Dwarf snorted inwardly, and he turned his head to look at the sky, where several starships from Azeroth were levitating, and under the sunlight of this galaxy, huge shadows were cast on the ground of Crokun, like mountains suspended in the air, full of oppressive force, and also made the atmosphere of Crocoun's vanguard base solemn and majestic.

While Azeroth's air crews may not have mastered the true tactics of starships, when used in defensive warfare, they simply learn to open their shields, aim their main guns at the demons, and finally fire.

"As long as it's not the Demon Fleet attacking it, this base will have a great advantage in the face of any enemy."

The dwarf finally looked back at the valley outside the base, where the training ground belonged to the recruits, and the Vanguard recruits who were being trained, and then turned around and walked into the hall of the base, which was located in the large underground tunnel, connected to the ground by a spiral staircase, full of a smell of hidden warfare.

The logistics staff and commanders of the forward base work here, and orders are issued from here to direct the vanguard soldiers to attack and plunder the city in the Argus world, and there is also a task board for adventurers, because adventurers are always used to doing their own thing, and it is difficult to cooperate with the regular army, so the commanders of the vanguard army use these adventurers as scouts.

They will issue some simple reconnaissance missions for ordinary adventurers, or bounty missions for high-level adventurers to assassinate some specific targets, and group missions for adventurers, often to clear a spatial rift full of demons, or simply let adventurers destroy a demonic camp.

Muladin huddled in the crowd of mercenaries in the hall of mercenaries, and amid the noisy shouts of the adventurers, he carefully browsed the missions on the task board, which were divided into categories, most of them were issued by the Vanguard Command, some of them were gathering missions from the Croco Clan, and some of them were reconnaissance and escort missions from the Holy Light Legion.

Probably because they have to venture out in dangerous war zones, the rewards for these missions are very rich, in addition to a large amount of gold rewards, such as Dalaran or the Vanguard Army, such as the deep-pocketed forces, will also give in-kind rewards, some are magic items, some are precious magic materials, and the Kroku clan who insist on this land will give some locally produced special supplies, and even rent or sell their domesticated Tabu sheep.

Tens of thousands of years of climate and environmental changes in the world of Argus have made it difficult for those beasts to adapt to the means of transportation from outside Azeroth, and the mountainous terrain covered by evil energy here can only carry adventurers to flee or charge quickly in the pursuit of demons.

What surprised Muradin even more was that he actually saw several missions issued by the Ethereal Astral Consortium on the task board.

The bandage people have actually come to get involved in the affairs of this world, and this place is really "vibrant". ”

As the spokesperson of the spirit of the world, Muradin naturally knows that the ethereal spirit is a creature from another world, and he also knows that in some places where the magic is rich in the continent of Northrend, there are ethereal spirits active, and rumors about the "ethereal spirit merchants" have been widely circulated among the adventurer group of Azeroth in recent years, these bandage people will take the initiative to trade with the Azeroth people, and the things they want are also varied, which makes people a little confused.

"Forget it, it's none of my business."

Muradin looked away from the ethereal quests, searched carefully, and finally grabbed a note for a collection mission to the Antolan Wasteland, representing that he had taken the task.

In fact, if he could, Muradin, preferred not to alarm anyone to go to the Antolan Wasteland, which is the closest place to the World Core among the three continents of Argus, but the demons have an absolute advantage in the Antolan Wasteland, so the Holy Light Path Marker that leads to that side is currently only open to the vanguard army and adventurers with enough strength.

After a series of simple strength certifications, the freshly baked high-level warrior Raoff rode the Tabu sheep he bought, and walked into the Holy Light Path Marker leading to the Antolan Wasteland, and before stepping into the sign, the dwarf saw the huge Star Gates in the underground teleportation hall, leading to the Dreadmark Rift, Niskara and Knossos, and the Void Temple.

Every now and then, heavily armed warriors would walk out of the gate or enter the worlds in the stars, and this scene made Muladin feel a little strange, and he felt that it was like another Dalaran, but not all of Azeroth, but the whole of the stars.

Of course, there are only 4 gates here, representing four worlds, but Muradine believes that as long as Azeroth survives the final battle, then sooner or later, this will definitely become the core of the entire civilization circle of the stars, and there will be portals to all corners of the stars, to countless worlds...

"Ah, what a beautiful, great scene it must have been."

The dwarf muttered to himself, then grabbed the reins of the Tabu sheep and stepped into the holy light sign in front of him.

No matter how beautiful it is, it is also a matter of the future, for now, it is better to do the things at hand first.