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The changes in the storm cliffs have not yet attracted the attention of all civilizations in Azeroth, but with the fermentation of time, this matter will definitely become the next big event that will involve all civilizations in the storm.

But this is also an opportunity...

Any confusion is like a ladder, which can provide those who are self-styled with an opportunity to enter another realm, provided that they have to seize this opportunity.

"Elune has told me all your and her plans. I think your plan is very enforceable. I decided to join it."

A mysterious guy with a gray hood covering his body with a wide cloak stood next to Lord Tyrion, who looked down at the ruins of Oldman who were being cleared little by little by the dark-edged soldiers below This ruin has become the most dangerous place in the entire eastern continent since it collapsed a few years ago due to cavemen.

The federal government organized the army several times to try to encircle the cavemen, but several attempts failed.

The cavemen who had broken out had built a huge caveman kingdom underground in Odamaman, and their number had swelled to an extremely dangerous point, but this time the Dark Edge Legion was not intended to destroy this place. Caveman.

In the eyes of the lord, these ugly lives are the trouble of the Federation. If the Federation can't solve this trouble, then this civilization has no value.

"But Tyrion, I have a question."

The mysterious hoodman asked softly:

"In your plan for the future destiny of Azeroth, what is the position of mortal civilization? Will you send these weak lives to the war against chaos and destruction?"

"No, I will not!"

The Lord Lord leaned on the Dragon Wand of Mist, and between the white prayer flags fluttering in the wind, he said calmly:

"The choice is in their hands. They don't understand it yet, but they will one day understand that in this grand war that has begun and spans several dimensions, everyone is a soldier and every civilization, Everyone must do everything to fight for themselves, otherwise they can only be easily killed like an unknown soldier."

"I won't force them to join the war, but I believe that they will eventually pack up their suits, sharpen their swords, join the war... I have given them the strength they need, everything is for the final battle."

The moment the voice of the high lord fell, the death lord Glokus came out of the ruins of Uldaman. His armor was covered with the blood and minced meat of the caveman, and he stepped forward and put a dim The diamond core was handed to Tyrion, who took it in his hand and placed it in front of his eyes. Under the sunlight, this dim core of thought shone with a slightly chaotic light.

This is another core of thinking, belonging to the unique soul of the Titan Guardian. A few years ago, Brian Bronzebeard recklessly stepped into the Ruins of Uldaman under the "induction" of Tyrion, awakening the Guardian of Justice Tyron’s aide, Elonaya, fought against another Tyr’s adjutant. Elonaya thought she had defeated her companion who had fallen into chaos. She thought her companion was completely relieved from the pain.

However, no!

Tyrion shook his head. He could feel the weakness of the chaotic soul in this core of thinking. He threw the core to the mysterious people around him, and then turned his soldiers away:

"The mind of the rock-shaping person, the secondary guardian Azadas is in your hands, Lei."

"This is what I promised you...sorry, your other brother, the integrity of Tier's soul, has been wiped out, and I will arrange for some trustworthy people to inherit his legacy."

"And the moment I set foot in Northrend, I hope you can do it...you promise me!"

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Kalimdor Continent, Kingdom of Lordaeron, Baita City Port, Light Cathedral of Holy Light Church.

In the deep night of this autumn day, the drooping old Pope Alonzos Fau is receiving a "guest" from the same origin and an "old friend" with a special status.

Many priests in the cathedral are curious, who can make the Pope adults ignore the weakness of the body, and talk with them at this midnight, but anyone who wants to be close to the reception room will be seriously protected The knights scolded, obviously, the pope did not want to let too many people know his identity as an old friend.

But this guest is not a famous person. In fact, most people have never heard of his name.

His name is Tyles, and Tyles Sword. At a certain point a few years ago, he was young. He had a nickname of pulling the wind and rebellion, called "The Sword of the Lord". An unrestrained and free life, but now, after suffering through hardships and sufferings, he finally got a precious second freedom. Thales is no longer the lone assassin, he already has his own life. Bondage.

Long-term imprisonment left Tyres with an indelible mark. The ace assassin of the empire used to carry a cane even when moving, and the terrible natural environment of Frostfire Ridge made him look old. Like a few years old, he was obviously just a young man who had just turned 30, but he had already bent down, and the once handsome appearance was also tempered by the wind and frost, and became stunned by everyone.

But at this time, in the face of the exceptionally noble Pope's crown, Thales seemed very calm.

"I thought I would live alone in that ghostly place of Frostfire Ridge..."

Wearing a black hunting suit, Tyers leaned his cane on both hands. He looked at the pope in front of him, and he said softly:

"But I came alive from the same place as that hell. Maybe it was the grant of Tyrion, maybe I could not die, but I still came back, under the crown of the pope, I came on this trip, It’s here to say goodbye to you... I’ve given everything to the empire. It’s time I left my second half of my life to my wife and my son."

Faced with Thales' final choice, the Pope was not surprised, he nodded and said to Taylor:

"You really have paid too much for the empire, even if Lothar is still alive, he can't blame you, but, you said that you came as a "courier" this time, I am very curious, who is it, want you to replace What about him?"

This problem made Teres no longer shine, his restrained eyes blinked, and the retired assassin shrugged:

"You should be able to guess his identity, under the crown, when I left the cage, he asked me to tell you a message..."

"Tylion?"

Under the crown of the Pope is the person who has really seen the world. He will not be angry because of Tyrion’s name. He looks at Taylors calmly. He asked:

"So, what does the undead king want to say to me, an old, hungry old man? He wants to threaten me? Or, wants to destroy me?"

"neither!"

Tells looked around, lowering his voice:

"Tirion said that he would like to see the Scarlet Crusade establish the Silver Dawn Church in Stratholme. He would like to see Silver Dawn become the bond between the Empire and the Federation. He is even willing to send his own blessings to this event. .."

Talking, Tells took a sealed scroll from his pocket and handed it to the pope, who took it in his hand and did not check whether it was carrying a curse, so it opened so casually However, with only one glance, the calm pope's eyes widened. Under the embellishment around the face and the age spots, this shocked expression looked a little funny.

After a moment, the Pope let out a breath. He carefully placed the scroll beside him. He looked at Tyers, and a gleam of light flashed in his wise eyes:

"I still don't believe that Tyrion is so kind and will send such things to us, so I guess he must have other requirements, right?"

"Yes."

Tails adjusted his collar, he said:

"First, he asked the Silver Dawn Order to remain neutral between the Empire and the Federation."

"Second, he asked Anduin Wrynn, son of Varian Wryn, to become the national symbol of the Silver Dawn Order!"

These bizarre demands made the pope frown tightly.

The news that the Scarlet Crusaders stranded on the eastern continent wanted to establish an independent state is also a secret within the human empire. Before the ceremony of the Alsace wedding, the representative of the Scarlet Crusade came to Bridget. Kalimdor. Miss Betis, once discussed this matter with the Pope and the great knight Uther, and this matter has also been initially recognized by the kings.

The Scarlet Crusade held the last homeland of the Eastern Continent for the Empire, but their identity has always been awkward, and the political environment of the Eastern Continent is more complicated. As a branch of the Empire, the Scarlet Crusade faces hostility from all sides. It has not been destroyed yet, this is already a real miracle.

And the Empire has no ability to counterattack the continent for at least 10-20 years, so the Stratholme area occupied by the Scarlet Crusade is particularly important. It will be the only control area of ​​the Empire on the eastern continent, and to be honest The concept of the Scarlet Crusade is somewhat different from the current concept of the human empire. The longer the empire exists in Kalimdor, the more terrible the difference in this concept will appear.

In the circumstances where the empire cannot be influenced, instead of deliberately forcing the heroes who hold the land to continue to serve the empire, it is better to let the Scarlet Crusaders become a relatively independent regime, which can maintain the deep relationship between the two sides and ease the contradictions of ideas. Both sides have benefits...

After all, within the empire, in addition to those determined main battle groups, there are indeed people who have goodwill towards the Federation. As the Federation has repeatedly stated, although they belong to different camps, they cannot be divided because of the relationship between the dark blades. The hatred of the two sides continues to solidify, and the two sides must always contact, and in the Pope’s idea, the Silver Dawn Church State established by the Scarlet Crusade will become the best link between the Federation and the Empire...

The Silver Dawn Order will become a third party between the Empire and the Federation.

"The first condition is to remain neutral. This is the best option we have after discussing with the Scarlet Crusade."

The Pope closed his eyes and said:

"But the second requirement, Anduin Wrynn, was that child under 10 years old this year? Not to mention the relationship between him and Varian, even if I were the Pope of the Holy Light Church, I could not just It's so stiff to ask the heroes to send a child to the throne of the Grand Knight of the Order, the Scarlet Crusade will not accept it."

"Not to mention, I heard that Anduin was raised by Tyrion since he was a child?"

"I can't explain much about this issue."

Tells whispered:

"I’m only here as a messenger, I’m only responsible for retelling, but in my opinion, it is actually a very good idea to let Prince Anduin join the Scarlet Crusade. He is the son of Varian, and the people of the Empire will accept it instinctively. He, secondly, within the Federation, the relationship between Prince Anduin and the Veterans Federation is very good. Once Anduin joins the Scarlet Crusade, they will face much less hostility from the Federation."

"In the end, although Anduin was raised by Tyrion, this child is in the world of Draenor, but he has always followed the light of Naruadal to practice the light. He is a natural paladin, I believe , As long as you give him a chance... the two great knights of the Scarlet Crusade, and the old and tough general Abidis, will accept him."

"Tirion said he has something to give you. If you really believe in the Holy Light, why not give all of your destiny to your Holy Light to adjudicate?"

"Okay, that's all I want to say."

Tells stood up, leaned slightly towards the Pope, then leaned on his cane, and stumbled to leave. At the moment when he walked out of the reception room, Taresa, who was anxiously waiting outside the door, took his son forward. Grasp the husband's wrist tightly.

Looking at his wife's worried eyes, Taylors smiled and reached for her shoulders, and then touched the hair of his still-born son. He kissed Taresa's hair and he said softly:

"Everything is over, my dear...Tears was once dead in Frostfire Ridge. For the rest of the year, I will not leave you again, I swear..."

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