BXBX NOVEL Chapter 724: star soul
After the Zandalari withdrew, the adventurers left the area seeing that there was no oil and water. After all, those loas are not easy to mess with, and there is no benefit in killing them. They don't do things that are thankless.
Lor'themar would not foolishly attack Zul'Drak, and the two sides lived in peace across the city wall at the edge of the snow field.
Lor'themar contributed a lot to this Northern Expedition. Not only did he participate in the attack on Icecrown Glacier, but he also successfully captured a large area of the territory of the high elves' sworn enemy, the trolls.
Even without Charlemagne's black box operation, the Silvermoon Council and Lianda are now discussing to promote Lor'themar to Duke.
If this resolution is really reached, the Theron family will have the glory of a double duke.
This was extremely rare in the 6,000 years since the establishment of Quel'Thalas, and it only appeared occasionally when certain upper-level families served as Lords of the Silver Moon and Legion Commanders at the same time.
The history of the grassroots rise of the Theron family presumably will bring great encouragement to many civilians in the lower classes, and this will also benefit the social vitality of the entire Quel'Thalas.
Charlemagne believes that Lor'themar's promotion order will be issued sooner or later, and the official appointment will probably be issued before he gets married.
According to Charlemagne's suggestion, the territory captured by Zul'Drak was not firmly held by the high elves, but belonged to Quel'Thalas in name, and was actually open to all the pledged countries to use.
This is also a helpless move. Although the population growth rate of the high elves has increased significantly in recent years, there is still a huge gap compared with humans and orcs, which are common reproductive races. This newly occupied land has already made Quelsa Russ has a little indigestion.
Just in time, with the settlement of the Cenarion Council, it is promised that people from all over the world will try to come here to start a new life.
Although the climate is relatively cold, at least there is no need to worry about the land, and there will be no need to pay land rent for a few years. Maybe after a few years of hard work, you will be able to return home.
While thinking wildly, Eragon has crossed the icy wetland in the northwest of Lake Wintergrasp and entered the Sholazar Basin. Flying along the side of the mountain, he soon came to the Creator's Tower built halfway up the mountain.
As the name suggests, this platform is indeed completely suspended. Unless you use a flying mount, it is impossible to climb up from the steep mountain wall below.
In order to prevent some curious adventurers who have flying mounts from entering at will, the gate of the creator's hanging platform guards many elite stone giants sent by the guardians.
The appearance of these self-aware stone giants looks similar to the guardians. In terms of strength and authority, they are only one level lower than Ollia and Elonaya. The epic mid-level strength is tricky enough for mortals. up.
Seeing Eragon landing, these stone giants walked over with "rumbling" steps, and bowed respectfully to Charlemagne.
"Hello Your Excellency Theron, the Great Guardian has notified us of your affairs, please come in, the ceremony hall for communicating with the star soul is at the deepest part of the hanging platform."
"Well, please keep watching."
Wrapping Elegon, who had turned back into a scarf shape, around his neck, Charlemagne smiled and nodded to the stone giants, and strode into the magnificently built hanging hall.
Along the way, Charlemagne saw many guards similar to the stone giants outside, both men and women. It seems that the defense here is really tight.
Strolling through the outer room, when Charlemagne entered the inner court through a portal, he suddenly heard a rhythmic "dong dong" sound coming from under his feet.
"Is this...a heartbeat?"
Charlemagne scratched his head in a bewildered expression. He didn't know where the star soul existed, but she obviously hadn't fully awakened yet. Could it be that her growing body was buried under the creator's suspension platform?
Thinking of the size of the titans, Charlemagne suddenly felt relieved, "Maybe the planet Azeroth is her entire body, but her heart is right here." '
From the slight vibration and regular heartbeat from the feet, it can be judged that the Azeroth Star Soul seems to be in good condition now, and the vital signs are very stable. At least there is no tachycardia or arrhythmia.
When Charlemagne entered the deepest ceremony hall, escorted by a large number of stone guardians along the way, it looked very dreamy.
The floor under the feet is completely transparent. Stepping on it and looking down seems like looking at the starry sky in the universe. The surrounding lights also flicker on and off with the regular heartbeat. In the farthest distance, there is a Charlemagne who once lived in the treasure house of Mogu'shan. I have seen similar operating platforms.
‘Do you want to use that to communicate with the star soul? I don't know how to break it...'
"No need, my spokesperson, I can finally communicate with you completely."
"Um?!"
The beautiful female voice that suddenly appeared in Charlemagne's head made him startled, and then he tentatively said, "Azeroth?"
"Yes, I am Azeroth who is still sleeping inside the planet and waiting to mature. I have contacted you many times before, but it is a pity that you couldn't listen to me completely every time."
The trace of complaint in the other party's voice made Charlemagne scratch his head in embarrassment, "Eh... I can't help it. Your voice sounds intermittent to me, and it is far less clear than it is now."
"Forget it... This time I called you through the great guardian who was absent for tens of thousands of years because I have something important to tell you."
'Skip work... Where did she get that word from? '
"Hee hee, of course from the dreams of the children living in me."
Azeroth intercepted Charlemagne's complaints in his head again with a mischievous voice, "Your superficial consciousness can also be heard by me, so it's better to hide it if you want to speak ill of me."
"Forehead…"
Charlemagne scratched his face in embarrassment, "Sorry, I'm just complaining in my heart out of habit."
"It doesn't matter, I'm used to it anyway, the souls of people from another world are indeed much more interesting than the rigid children in my family."
Charlemagne shrugged, and didn't react to Azeroth knowing his identity. Nozdormu could know it, let alone Titan, who is said to be omnipotent... and Azeroth was still taken by Oman. Sur identified as the most powerful Titan of the future.
"Then... respected Azeroth, what is the reason you called me here this time, it must be related to the disaster that will happen on this planet in the future."
"Yes, it seems that you have already guessed something. The fallen Black Dragon King accepted N'Zoth's deeper corruption, and now Deathwing hiding in the earth elemental world is ready to move."
"I can feel the wailing from the depths of the earth. If possible, please try to reduce the pain caused by his actions to my body. The damage caused by the explosion of the Well of Eternity has already hurt me a lot. I don't want to do it again." Go through it once."
Hearing Azeroth's timid voice, Charlemagne smiled lightly. It seems that this immature Titan Lord seems to have not yet fully matured in mind, and his tone is still charming and childish.
"I see, even if you don't tell me, I will try my best to mitigate the damage caused by Deathwing. I have made some arrangements in advance, hoping to curb the possible damage to the planet to the greatest extent."