Naru, this mysterious creature in the universe.

According to the legend of the Draenei who first came into contact with them, these creatures of the Light are the true spokesmen of the Ethereal Light, as they themselves were born into the Light.

As early as the birth of the Draenei, they established a mysterious connection with Naru, and because of this, the Draenei were almost the first race in the universe to believe in the Light, and later when the Draenei fled from their home planet Argus, they also received a lot of Naru's help.

Adar was one of the Naru who helped the Draenei escape, trapped in the world when the Draenei fell into the world of Draenor after thousands of years of escape.

After the orcs slaughtered the Draenei, Naru was also drawn into the war, and although these creatures of light hated fighting, when the sheltered Draenei were in danger, the Naru came to their aid, placing the remaining Draenei on the island of the Zangar Sea, while Adar and his Naru companions stood in the ruins of Shattrath City, gathering the poor people who had been turned into exiles in the war.

Tulayan is right, although the faith of the Light has a certain blind and fanatical hidden danger, but in the end, it is a faith that represents justice and hope, and if the conditions permit, the Naru who represents the Light will do their best to help those in need.

The reason why Adal is reluctant to get involved directly in the necrons and the Alliance Expeditionary Force is simple, it also shelters the Draenei, and as far as it knows, the Death Knights of Tyrion have been looking for traces of the Draenei in the world of Draenor, and the reason why they are looking for the Draenei is probably not so just.

And even with Naru's help, with the current remnants of the Draenei, it will be difficult to resist the growing Knights of the Darkblade head-on, and Adar must protect the Draenei before he can take care of anything else.

The fate of the Narus has been tied to the death of the Draenei.

For the symbolism of death, the Naru people don't have much disgust, everything will die, even Naru can't escape the shroud of death, that is one of the rules of the universe, but for those beings derived from death, these holy light creatures are not so polite, in the past year or so, Tyrion has not been without the idea of fighting Shattrath, but every time he has been repelled by the refugees who swore to defend the city.

Of course, without the support of the mysterious and powerful Naru, Shattrath City would have fallen long ago, and the residents of the city did not have any good feelings towards the Death Knights, so when Tyrion stepped into Shattrath City with his Death Lords, he was greeted by...

"Get out!"

The tall ogre held two hideous stone hammers in both hands, and his two heads looked viciously at the death knights in front of him, and he roared loudly:

"You are not welcome in this city! Dead person! ”

This strong ogre looked very difficult to deal with, and his huge man looked very intimidating, so after the ogre jumped out, many refugees followed behind the ogre and shouted, they wantonly used the words of various races to insult and ridicule, and the four death knights stood in place like sculptures, unresponsive, which was regarded as cowardice by them.

The next moment, with a scream, a rotting apple was smashed into Tyrion, only to be safely picked up by the latter.

"Bang"

Iriel's figure, who had long been enraged, suddenly disappeared in place, and she used her hooves wrapped in steel combat boots to kick the red ogre's heart, kicking the big man down, the cold chill covering his body, and the frost of the second blow smashed on the top of the ogre's head, causing him to faint in an instant.

"We're silent, you're just chattering there!"

"Miscellaneous just don't know how to judge the situation, and life will be so short! What you mean is "We're going to disgust these Death Knights, they're going to be scared of us, and we're too big to beat us, so we have to do it!" ”

Iriel's icy gaze swept over the crowd in front of her, and she stepped on the unconscious ogre's head, gesturing her little finger at the terrified refugees in front of her.

"You're a bunch of crumbs!"

"There are countless people in this world who can only play tricks, just like you! You don't deserve our attention! By the time the city is breached, we'll..."

"Smack"

Tyrion's palm pressed against Iriel's shoulder, stopping the threat of the fully emotional Death Knight as he strolled up the "steps" of the red ogre's body, leaving a series of cold footprints, and whispered:

"Let's go, don't waste your time on meaningless things..."

Iril nodded obediently, followed behind Tyrion, and walked towards the city of Shattrath in front of him, the menacing refugees brushed out of the way, Luminas shook her fiery red hair, and she quietly gave Irel a thumbs up.

"That kick was beautiful!"

Irel smiled embarrassedly, and Serent, who was following them, moved his wrist and whispered:

"You'd better think about how to deal with the boss's accountability for a while... Lumy, you're still so bold, the boss has tried to make you sober up again and again, and you actually plunged headlong into that muddy mire..."

"Cut"

Luminas snorted, and she glanced quietly at Tyrion's back, pouting and whispering:

"Then he has to solve his own troubles before he is qualified to teach me a lesson... This time, he couldn't escape Aurelia's stalking. ”

"Aurelia?"

When Irel heard the name, the woman's instinct told her that there was gossip in it, and she whispered:

"Who's that?"

"That's the Boss's old lover... A powerful ranger, a very headache opponent. ”

Celent replied casually, but the next moment, a cold chill wrapped around his body, and the strong desire to survive made Celent and Luminas immediately shut up, and seeing Tyrion's rare anger, Irel didn't dare to ask this question again.

A moment later, almost in the hostile "full escort" of the Draenei Guards in Shattrath City, the four Death Knights walked into the central hall of Shattrath City, unlike the representatives of the Alliance's advance force, for more than a year, the Knights of the Dark Blade have been studying Naru as an important enemy, so they did not show much respect and surprise when they saw Adar's awe-inspiring existence.

In fact, in this light-rich environment, except for Tyrion, the bodies of the other three Death Lords burst out with sparks of death energy and holy light, and this energy instinct collision did not stop until Tyrion threw a Gul'dan skull to his subordinates.

"I'm coming, Adar."

Tyrion didn't look at Tulayan and the elven rangers who were standing beside Naru, he just raised his head and looked at the holy light creature in front of him, and he said with a blank face:

"Does mediating the war mean that you and your Draenei people will join the war as well? If this is true, I will feel very happy! ”

"Tyrion!"

Before Adal could answer, Kassel, who was standing beside Tulayan. Mingyi couldn't hold back the urge in his heart, and rushed to Tyrion like a shadow, he reached out to grab his former friend, but Tyrion reached out to stop him.

The High Lord of Death looked at Cassel in front of him, who had been an impulsive young man in the prisoner of war camp in the hills of Hillsbrad a few years ago, and who had matured through time and war.

Looking at those tearful eyes, Tyrion was silent and took a step back.

"It's nice to see you again, Cassel, but... We are already adversaries. ”

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Kassel shouted out with some emotion: "Who will think of you as an enemy!" In my heart, you will always be my captain, come back with us, go back to Quel'Thalas, His Royal Highness will accept you again! We... We look forward to seeing you there! ”

"Kael'thas?"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Tyryon's mouth:

"It really looks like what that sensual prince would do, but unfortunately, Kassel, I have come into this world to fulfill my ideals, my wishes, my promises... Quel'Salas, I can't go back, and that's not my home anymore. ”

Needling to say something excitedly, he was grabbed by the arm that came from behind him, dragging him out of the hall, and Castle struggled to turn his head and saw the familiar face of Serent, who shook his head at him and whispered:

"Let's go, Kassel, now this occasion belongs to the Boss and Naru, don't you see that General Tulayan's face is already ugly? If you don't want to be considered a traitor when you go back, come with me... Our brothers reminisced about the old days. ”

After Cassel was taken away by Serentra, some of the confusion returned to normal, and Adar answered Tyrion's hostile questions after a melodious chant.

"Nope! This is just a mediation, and I can't watch the Lightwalkers be overwhelmed by a senseless war, and that doesn't mean the Draenei will join the war..."

"Then let them come!"

Adar's voice was forcibly interrupted by Tyrion, and the Great Lord of the Darkblade looked at Naru in front of him, and he said in a deep voice:

"If the Draenei want to make peace with us, then I will hear this phrase come out of the mouth of the leader of the Draenei with my own ears! Viren, let him come to Shattrath, and take this opportunity to have a good talk with him! ”

Tyrion paused, glanced back at Irel with his fists clenched, and added:

"And my subordinates, Mr. Viren, also have something to discuss!"

The request silenced Adal, and a series of golden sparks erupted from Naru's body, apparently pondering the feasibility of this request, and while Naru was silent, Tulayan stepped forward, he had tried to restrain his hostility, but the anger in his eyes could not hide from Tyrion's eyes.

The High Lord of the Death Knight looked playfully at the paladin in front of him, and he asked in a hoarse voice:

"Oh, long time no see, Mr. Tulayan, this time, are you going to ask me again for the holy deed of Knight Gavinrad? Unfortunately, I can't give it to you. ”

The provocative remark made Tulayan clench his fists, but after a moment he forced himself to be quiet, he looked at Tyrion, gritted his teeth, and said:

"We're not here for you, Tyrion, you can do whatever you want in this world, we're here to find the three artifacts that have been stolen by the orcs, and they have nothing to do with your death knights, remove your necromancy from the Hellfire Peninsula!"

"Tsk, what an arrogant request."

Tyrion flicked his fingers, his ice-blue eyes resting on the protective covenant on Tulayan's chest, a flash of longing and greed, he coughed lightly, and said:

"You stepped into my territory, provoked my lord, and shamelessly demanded that we withdraw after being beaten down by a counterattack... Excuse me, why? ”

"Besides, the orcs have stolen Azeroth's artifacts, but do you think they are still qualified to hold them with the current orc power of Draenor?"

This sentence made Tulayan almost jump off the ground, and a worst prediction appeared in Tulayan's mind, and at the same time, the light representing the conspiracy flashed in Tyrian's eyes, and he spread his hands and said bluntly:

"That's right, those three things are in my hands! There's no point in me keeping them, since you want to... Let's talk about what you can do for them. And most importantly..."

"What do I get?"