Azeroth’s Death Track

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The city square of Baitacheng Port, this not magnificent place, has held many, many important ceremonies, because it is located in front of the bright cathedral, and the priests of the cathedral hold large sermons here every week Activities, so this square is also a holy place in the hearts of believers.

Today, this square was re-arranged by the pastors of the church for the coronation of the emperor Varian Wrynn.

Of course, because this ritual lacks the help of nobles who understand ancient etiquette, the arrangement of this coronation ritual is much inferior to that of Roza’s coronation ritual in Fort Torrent more than ten years ago. And did not highlight the majesty of imperial power.

But this is not the most important!

What is really important for a ceremony is the participants. All the decorations and embellishments are to bring out the temperament and demeanor of the participants. If the protagonist participating in the ceremony has enough atmosphere and enough majesty, then even if it is carried out in the wilderness Coronation, the scene will be like the grandest celebration.

Ten thousand steps back and said that the coronation ceremony of Thoradine the Great, who unified many tribes and established the human empire 2800 years ago, will definitely not be more gorgeous than today's ceremony, but what about it?

The rudimentary grounds, the rude people, the newly enlightened civilization, there is no complicated and cumbersome ceremonies, or no tradition representing noble blood, but this will still not change the irreplaceable importance of Soladin in human civilization.. .

The emperor's throne will not glorify the emperor.

The existence of the emperor gave the throne its true meaning.

A person who does not understand this is never possible, and is not worthy of sitting on that throne.

"Om"

The light of the portal lighted up in the hall of the Cathedral of Light, and the two Archmages of Dalaran, Vargas and Ruinwever, slightly maintained the operation of the portal. On the other side, Archmage Ronin and Archmage Kel'Thuzad, four top casters of Azeroth, opened a portal, and it seemed so difficult. This shows that there must be some other forces that are interfering with this. The opening of the portal.

The nobles' counterattacks are all-round. If they can disturb the opening of the portal and directly throw Varian Wrynn into a chaotic space storm torn to pieces, then why do they still want to fight with a real knife and a real gun? What?

But it is clear that the war shamans of the horror totem found by the nobles spent a lot of money and the dark warlocks of the Fireblade clan could not interfere with the magic operation of the archmage, and this stupid block also exposed those spells. At the edge of the cathedral, the frost-faced Archmage Maud stretched her hands to adjust her beautiful long skirt. The old woman waved her fingers. Under her instructions, several temperaments The fierce battle mage immediately turned and left.

Those **** who dare to provoke Dalaran's majesty will soon be annihilated by the swarming New Dalaran battle mage, and daring to participate in such a thing is almost equivalent to a slap in the face of the empire Anyone with blood will not bear it.

"Uh"

In the emperor's robe, Varian Wrynn took the scepter and walked out of the portal first. His majesty, the soon-to-be-coroned emperor, was naturally aware of the filth behind the journey, but he ignored it. Joked about the Archbishop Chaldean who greeted them in the church.

"Ah, this is almost the worst of all the teleports I have experienced, but it is not as good as the experience of using teleport stones in the arena."

"This joke is not funny, my majesty."

Archbishop Chaldean is considered to be present today. The white robe on his body is very similar to that of Pope Alonzos Fau’s robe of the Holy Spirit. The white robe is decorated with emblems and runes of the Holy Light on his shoulders. There are two golden rune belts hanging down, and a priest crown embellished with jewels on the top of the head, which looks very solemn and majestic.

He helped Varian adjust his clothes with his hands. The archbishop looked nervous. He said:

"Educational cavaliers have just reported that some unwelcome guys may be hidden in the crowd who came to observe the ceremony. Bishop Constantine is checking with the monks, but if I can, I hope you cancel, or postpone After the ceremony, the parade around the city is not a joke, Varian, they may not kill you, but they will undoubtedly make you ugly, this is the dirty tricks of the nobles, they are trying to humiliate you."

"No! Chaldeans."

Varian looked back at his wife and son holding the sword of the emperor, and Onyxia, the Black Dragon Countess who was guarding them, the Duke of Albloc, the Prime Minister of the Storm Council, and the members who came to watch the ceremony And the officials, the last minister of industry riding on a quirky mechanical bird, wearing a custom-made mini dress and vest, and wearing a black top hat Gerbin Mekkatorque, he ordered them Nod, and then say to Chaldees:

"Those nobles are provoking. If I cancel the ceremony, it means they know I am afraid of them!"

"And I'm not afraid of them, they should be afraid of me... everything will proceed as usual!"

Varian waved his finger and calmly said to Chaldees:

"It's here! It's in this city! I will tell them by action that if they were just afraid of me and the blood king Varian before, they should feel fear from today!"

"Ah, it's really your style."

The Archbishop was relieved. He made a way for Varian sideways, and then reached out to take over the temple and the cane handed by the priests. He bowed his head slightly and said to Varian:

"Then your majesty the emperor, as you wish!"

In front of Varian, the exit of the Cathedral of Light is like a gate shining with sunlight and white light. That is the last step. As long as you step there, he will appear as an emperor to his people. In front, from then on, Varian Wrynn will embark on a path completely different from his original destiny.

As if two parallel lines opened in front of his eyes, one led to the emperor's throne decorated with endless majesty, and the other led to the end of the endless battle.

This is his destiny...

Varian held the scepter, he took a deep breath, and at the same time when the grand music rang, at the moment when the whole square was silent, he straightened his body and reached out to hold the queen Valiera's belt Holding the white lace gauze hand, he said:

"Then... come on!"

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As the grand music rang through the Baita City Port, the square's voice became quieter, and the high places around the square and every window in the attic were full of people coming to watch the ceremony .

Most of them are believers, and some supporters from the Kingdom of Storms, they are convinced that their king can change the Kingdom of Storms, then he will definitely change the empire.

At the observation platform of the ceremony venue, the representatives of the forces who came to observe the ceremony were also whispering.

"This will be a new chapter of the human empire, there is no doubt about it."

General Yuzuki, sitting on the second tier, rarely faded his armor today and changed to a night elf-style dress. She held a little girl a few years old in her arms, and beside her, Then, sitting in a dress, Garod Shadow Song, holding a boy in his arms, and after hearing Shantis’ words, Jarod moved his slightly sour arm, he said softly:

"I don’t know humans as deeply as you do, Shantis, but look at these people, they are full of hope for the future... This shows that this Mr. Varian who is about to become the emperor is a capable The monarch who brings hope must also be a good ruler."

"he is."

Shantis glanced at Garod, she looked around, and then quietly leaned her head against Garod’s shoulder, and Garod’s body appeared a bit stiff at this moment, but also quickly relaxed. After coming down, the gesture of the two of them was like a little couple showing affection in public, and Shantis' cheeks were slightly red. She whispered:

"Varian is a human monarch who makes her mother feel very good. You should know how high her mother's vision is..."

"Oh?"

Gallod suddenly became interested. He looked at the exit of the church in front of him. He said:

"That was really surprising, but, Shantis, when did the dwarves have so many branches? I thought they only had three clans of bronze whiskers, wild hammers, and black iron."

Just on the ladder in front of Garrod, the Dwarf's Six Hammer Council sent representatives of all the clan for this grand ceremony, led by the dwarf queen Moira. Bronzebeard, came to observe the ceremony.

And the representatives of earth spirits, frost dwarves and iron dwarves who have been living in Northrend, have never seen so many lives gathered here, and their understanding of Azeroth civilization is not deep. So, these new members of the world civilization are surprised. They keep looking left and right, shouting a few words that no one understands from time to time. This gesture is very different from the solemn manners of the representatives of other forces on the viewing platform.

The face of the dwarf queen Moira was a bit embarrassed. She asked the dwarf representatives to calm down, and felt that it might be a wrong choice to take this group of earth buns from Northrend to participate in such an important ceremony.

But the Sun King Kael'thas sitting next to the dwarves and Ms. Tyrande, the dark moon **** of war, were curious about these new dwarves. They chatted with the earth spirits and frost dwarfs in Titan, and they looked happy.

The representative sent by the draenei was His Excellency Marrad, the Archbishop. The garrison himself was a silent character. He occasionally said a few words to the large Shaman Nobundo around him, and he was also gentlemanly. Yes, she answered a few questions about the doctrine of the Holy Light for Miss Bridget who came from representing the Silver Dawn Church.

On the other side of the viewing platform, Maverick Bain is introducing the guests on the viewing platform to her newlywed wife Mela Gaoling, while trying to describe the complicated political situation of Kalimdor for her, while Mela is Only interested in the beautiful skirts worn by the ladies around.

Chief Chief Thrall came here in person today. He not only represented the tribe, but also came as a private person. The relationship between him and Varian is good. After a few battles together, he is a friend. Friendship is so simple, and next to Thrall, Warsong Warlord Garrosh put on a fitted dress today, and the muscles of his body slowly supported the dress, and people with sharp eyes noticed that There was a strange orc girl beside Garrosh.

That was when he grew up together, the orc girl Agna, who was born in the green plums, she was born in the Nagrand grasslands of Draenor World, this time to represent the grandmother of Gaia, came to Azeroth, and the orc tribe Talk about the business of Nagrand orcs and tribes.

But obviously, there seems to be some unclear relationship between Agner and Garrosh.

On the other side of Thrall, Dranosh Saurfang and his cousin Sola Salufar are also chatting, and Dranosh keenly feels that his cousin's gaze has stayed In Thrall's body, so this clever orc kept talking about Thrall's glorious history in the past and heard Sola's eyes shine.

Perhaps the chieftain Thrall, who has been single, will soon welcome his own suitor.

Woking, who came on behalf of the troll, did not care much about these ceremonies. He was sitting on the viewing platform, still playing with his voodoo doll. This evil thing, let him sit next to Woking, representing the just stabilized Princess Tarangi from the Zandalari troll moved slightly, trying to stay away from the voodoo doll and Vol'jin himself.

The tall Druid Hamuur Rune Totem, representing the wither who came to observe the ceremony, discussed the mysteries of the druid spells with the elders around the black horns. Black horns are the representatives of the Highmountain Tauren, He came here this time by order of Chief Ulan Kaolin to consolidate his relationship with the Bloodhoof Tauren.

The discussion of these two cows dismissed the centaur representatives behind them. The centaurs formed the wind chasing court a few years ago, and they were also trying to enter the large circle of Kalimdor civilization, but for This is not an easy job for the savage Centaur, but the Centaurs also have their own pride. They were born from the marriage of the guardian of nature and the princess of the earth. Therefore, the Centaurs believe that they are the orthodox of natural forces. Heir.

What druid spells are evil ways!

On such a lively occasion, the goblins are naturally indispensable. The hot sand consortium, the rusty water tycoon and the venture capital company all sent representatives, and these guys seized the opportunity to sell the latest products to the high-weight people around them. The first to be fooled was the representative of the pandaren who did not have much vigilance. It was a hank pandaren monk wearing leather armor. His name was Ji. Huozhang, and he bought a few small crafts from the goblins. The sweetheart of Missing Island, a lady named Aisha Yunge.

Even the unknown Yakimite empire sent messengers, a newly born high-priest Neruban priest and Zorlock, the great prime minister of the mantis, both of whom stood at the very edge of the observation platform These ancient bugs are very dissatisfied with this rudimentary scene. They tweeted each other in wormish language and translated them as if they were discussing. Now these flesh men, that one tastes more delicious...uh Fortunately, no one here understands Zerg.

What is more noteworthy is that at the end of the viewing platform, there are more than a dozen tall Vrykuls wearing animal skin robes...

It was the Vrykul from Stormfjord. Recently, after the evening of the gods, the Vrykul tribe there began to try to form alliances to face the complex world in front of them, and this time the emperor’s coronation ceremony, the new storm The ceremonial minister of the city also sent an invitation to the civilization of the Broken Isles. The elders of the Vrykul discussed for a few days, and felt that there was no harm in meeting the world, so they sent the most powerful guys from various tribes to come together. .

And the sturdy bald man with the runes on his face is the leader of this group of boys...

His name was Tyrrell, and he carried a golden war sword made of fragments falling from heaven, a horn with white bones hanging around his waist, and a golden ring on his thick and powerful fingers.

All the forces of civilization sent representatives, and the whole scene was full of gold because of these distinguished guests, but unfortunately, even when the ceremony was about to begin, representatives from the other four human kingdoms still Still no entry...

Even a federation that has not dealt with the empire has sent several lawmakers to come, but as a branch of the empire, the silence of other kingdoms seems to represent...a kind of imaginative...

Wave...

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