War Hymn of Warcraft [WOW] - Chapter 95

After Garrosh returned to the tent, he played with Little Locke for a while, and then Grandma Gaiaan took Little Locke to dinner. He really can’t do such a thing as feeding a child.

Lying on the bed, Garrosh was at the borderline between dream and waking. He seemed to see a ray of moonlight in mid-air—

Just like the whiteness at the end of time and in the maelstrom, it is gentle and elegant, so precious and pure.

“Eluen, haven’t you shown any miracles for tens of thousands of years? You have been running to me every day for the past few months. If Tyrande found out, would she just cry and give me the title of Chief Priest of the Moon God?” Ah.” Garrosh had foreseen that Elune would come, but he really didn’t like the moon god. After all, according to what Zhan Zhixing said, she led herself to death in an unknown number of timelines. Moreover, Zhan Zhixing’s accidental death in the end may also be a trap set by her.

“You still have the nerve to say Tyrande, look how angry you are with my chief priest.” For some reason, when facing Garrosh, Elune never had any airs of a god, and treated Garrosh Rush is like a simple friend.

Garrosh was silent for a while, ignoring Elune’s words and asked back: “By the way, Elune, are you old? Are you hundreds of millions of years old?”

“Shut up!” The surrounding moonlight suddenly appeared, filling Garrosh’s eyes with white light. Garrosh curled the corner of his mouth silently, and suddenly felt that his unhappiness had eased a bit.

Sure enough, a woman’s age is a pain that can never be touched.

“Okay, to be honest, you don’t want to continue this war, do you?” Elune’s voice echoed in his ears, “If you continue the war until Pandaria is discovered, it’s really I have committed to the fate line set by the Supreme God before.”

“That’s it. I have taken away all the people whose fate line has been changed on the continent of Kalimdor.” Garrosh said lightly, “Now only Kane of Mulgore is left, but the Tauren The spirits of the ancestors accumulated over the years are extremely powerful, presumably they should not be disturbed by those things.”

“What about you? What are you going to do?” Elune’s voice was ethereal, and she didn’t believe that Garrosh would sacrifice himself to attract the attention of those things.

“When Pandaria is opened, I will stay in Pandaria. As long as I get through this year, everything will be clear.” Garrosh is still looking forward to the future, he naturally wants to live, at least 10,000 years… like this Only then can he see Zhan Zhixing again.

“Don’t take the ancient gods so simply. The kind of evil creatures that can occupy Azeroth are beyond your imagination.” Elune said a little angrily. The chief culprit of the broken soul and the fall of Zhan Zhixing is the ancient god. “According to my understanding, the ancient gods have infected the whole of Azeroth. In fact, the main reason is that they have eroded the fate line of Azeroth. As long as they die on any timeline, they can use other timelines to Call me online.”

“If Zhan Zhixing and Nozdormu at the peak are independent of the timeline, then the ancient gods are in all timelines, and the memories of each timeline are common to them. Especially now At this time, the timeline you are in is ‘true’, and they will naturally not give up this timeline easily.”

“Then, wouldn’t the ancient gods be forever indestructible?” Garrosh couldn’t help interjecting.

Elune was silent for a moment before continuing: “No, in fact, there is a way for the ancient gods to be eliminated, and I am planning this plan now. You should also be able to see it from the revelations of the ancestor spirits you have received. ?I’m going to let all the old gods really spit out from the “all timelines”. All the ancient gods are sealed by the rules set by the two supreme gods—the Titans, and they are all working hard now Trying to come out. But it seems that the Titans thought that they could travel through all timelines, and set the rules. Only when an ancient god’s “all existence” all descended on the timeline of Azeroth, he could escape from the Titans. out of the prison.”

“The four ancient gods N’Zoth put all their eggs in one basket some time ago, but were lucky to escape from prison, and are currently hiding in some corner of this world; Y’Shaarj’s consciousness has been wiped out, leaving only the evil power still polluting The land of Pandaria; C’Thun’s existence in this timeline was wiped out by the warriors. If he jumped from other timelines, he must appear in his real body; Yogg-Saron’s prison in Ulduar set by the Titan, I’m afraid it’s not that easy to escape from prison.”

“In other words, if we eliminate N’Zoth who has escaped from prison, smooth out the power of Y’Shaarj, and then prevent C’Thun from leaping over, it will be fine?” Garrosh hesitated for a moment, guessing like this with. But he still didn’t understand the picture shown to him by the spirit of the ancestors at that time: evil energy defiled this land of eternal starlight, the land was barren and barren, and only the steel fortress Orgrimmar still stood on the land. A powerful and evil wave came from inside… the spirit of the ancestors reminded him to pay attention to the “people whose destiny has been changed”, and then lost the movement.

“Well, that’s right. I don’t know how N’Zoth came out. He seems to have used the ‘equivalent exchange’ law and used something of himself as a price to appear directly on this timeline.” Elle En couldn’t see the movement of N’Zoth clearly. Although she is a true god, this is not her world. She can’t observe everything, and she can’t make accurate predictions, “But according to your perception , C’Thun should haunt this continent called Kalimdor. If the ancient gods want to ‘break out of prison’, they must choose a person to come to the present world, and because they are on the line of fate, the people they occupy It has to be someone who is not on the line—or whose fate is changed, or who is not on the line at all.”

“That’s why the spirit of the ancestors called me to notice them, and you encouraged me to remove Theramore and Teldrassil before I found Pandaria.” Garrosh murmured, this time with Elune’s information After the swap, he finally figured everything out.

“Don’t underestimate the ancient gods, you see, just the strength they showed in the maelstrom is enough to amaze the four guardian dragons.” Elune reminded.

“The matter of the Great Maelstrom, isn’t it still your connivance? Otherwise, how could Zhan Zhixing, a **** that jumped out of your palm, be able to calm down. Moreover, after Zhan Zhixing died, the ancient gods dared to descend in their real bodies To Azeroth, isn’t it? I don’t blame you for not doing such a thing that kills two birds with one stone.” Garrosh was a little annoyed, if Elune had given Thrall or even Cirvanas a shelter at that time, they would not have been defeated. If it is so miserable, Zhan Zhixing will not be forced to become the soul of the dragon.

“No, I’m just afraid that the ancient gods will control him.” Elune seemed a little wronged, and it was obvious, “He is the number one demigod in Azeroth now, if the ancient gods dare to be true He will definitely be able to destroy him, so why don’t I keep such power to destroy the ancient gods? You know, even if the fate line does not reach the established ending, the world infected by the ancient gods will even affect the world. To my own world. It’s just that his fate is not on the line of fate written, if the ancient **** really wants to come, he is undoubtedly an excellent carrier.”

Garrosh was silent for a while, and for some reason in his heart he was filled with relief that Zhan Zhixing had escaped this catastrophe, and his heart, which was originally sad because of his death, gradually let go. Although Zhan Zhixing had to wait for the elements to restore him, it would be great if he could escape the control of the ancient gods.

“So you would rather sacrifice yourself for him, and that’s why you didn’t stop him then?” Elune said in surprise as if reading Garrosh’s thoughts.

Garrosh was a little unhappy, and his soul quickly wrapped a barrier around his mind to prevent Elune from silently prying. Though Elune could still read his mind if she wanted to, at least he knew: “It’s bad manners to read someone’s mind, Elune.”

“Okay, okay, look at you.” Elune said indifferently, “Your love is really incomprehensible, but if what Zhan Zhixing sees after returning is a world infested by ancient gods What to do, he will still fall into the manipulation of the ancient gods.”

Garrosh was silent for a while, then raised his head and looked south through the tent window. In the distance, Hyjal, the world’s first mountain, stands majestically:

“It’s really impossible… Kalimdor still has a Well of Eternity, isn’t it…”

“People who are in love are indeed lunatics.” Elune was so shocked by his words that she was silent for a long time before uttering this sentence and disconnecting.

Garrosh opened his eyes, it didn’t know when it was dark, and Little Locke was lying beside him, playing quietly. Seeing Garrosh wake up, Little Locke crawled over and kissed Garrosh’s stubbled face:

“Dad, Dad, you fell asleep and didn’t even know to play with Locke.”

Garrosh held Locke in his arms, stroking his soft hair. Locke’s hair is not as hard as Zhan Zhixing, but as soft as him – although he has now shaved his head bald. But Locke’s eyes looked like Zhan Zhixing, the same shining gold, I don’t know if it was because of the power of the dragon, or the influence of Zhan Zhixing.

Garrosh looked at Locke tenderly, kissed him on the head, his eyes were full of apology: “It’s Dad’s fault, he didn’t play with Locke. But you should go to bed, right…”

“Okay, okay, then I’ll go to sleep.” Locke looked very excited, he didn’t hate sleep like other children, and he let Garrosh carry him to bed. His next words, however, kept Garrosh in place.

“Anyway, there is another father playing with me in the dream, the same thing.”

“Another…father?” Garrosh couldn’t help muttering with a guess in his heart.

“Yeah.” Little Locke raised his head, looking at Garrosh with big watery eyes, “Human father is handsome, but his hair is too hard, his head looks like father’s stubble, a little Not slippery.”

It seems that it is the ability to travel through dreams, Little Locke has really inherited Zhan Zhixing’s ability over and over again. Garrosh thought from the bottom of his heart that his son could see Zhan Zhixing’s whereabouts, which filled him with hope for the future: “Sleep, Locke, go and play with that father.”

“En!” After all, Locke is the successor of the power of dreams, and it is easy to control himself to fall asleep. Soon, he fell asleep, and Garrosh quietly stepped out of the tent.

Garrosh raised his head and looked at the sky full of stars. Legend has it that the Emerald Dream and Azeroth share a starry sky. Looking at the starry sky, he seemed to be able to imagine Zhan Zhixing and Little Locke playing under the starry sky in the dream.

After a long time, he lowered his head and sighed, the faint sound echoed under the starry sky:

“When can I see you too, Zhan Zhixing…”