foreigner's journey

Chapter 1686 Coming in droves
Argus!
If the prophet Velen, who has lived for tens of thousands of years, still has any obsession, it is to lead his people back to their homeland, Argus.

Countless centuries ago, the Eredar race was born on Argus. A slumbering Star Soul within the planet endowed the Eredar with exceptional intelligence and an innate affinity for magic. With the gifts bestowed by the Star Soul, the Eredar built a vast and glorious empire.

Then Sargeras noticed the Eredar.

At this time, the Dark Titan Sargeras had already subdued the demons of the Twisting Nether and led the Burning Legion on a grand expedition. However, demons are inherently chaotic and difficult to control, and Sargeras needed a strong enough commander to lead his ever-expanding demon army.

Thus, Sargeras set his sights on three leaders of the Eredar: Velen, Archimonde, and Kil'jaeden.

Sargeras tempted them, promising them endless power and knowledge in return, hoping they would lead the Eredar to join the Burning Legion.

Only Velen saw through Sargeras's plot. With the help of the Naaru, he led his followers and people to escape Argus, watching with grief as his homeland Argus was swallowed by Sargeras's fel fire as it gradually disappeared from sight.

Thus, the fleeing people led by Velen called themselves Draenei, meaning exiles. Those Eredar who did not leave, under the leadership of Kil'jaeden and Archimonde, became part of the Burning Legion's destructive wave, while those who refused to submit were enslaved for generations.

Now, after thirteen thousand years, Velen finally saw his homeland, which he had longed for day and night, once again, and his eyes immediately welled up with tears.

"Old man, seeing the Burning Legion's holy site excites you so much, do you want to join us too?"

Queen Saloras, who was fiercely fighting Velen, let out a shrill laugh upon seeing this, and without hesitation, she raised her hand and summoned the Shadow Flame, hurling it fiercely at Velen.

But the powerful cross-shaped light exploded, and the Shadow Demon Flame, which was enough to instantly burn down a town, was firmly blocked outside the cross-shaped light.

"This is impossible!" Queen Saloras only had time to exclaim before she was swallowed up by the Holy Light Tide.

The surging holy light emanated from Velen, spreading outwards. The intense, holy fire contained within burned the exceptionally talented and invincible Eredar twins, causing them to scream in agony and retreat continuously. Meanwhile, the severely wounded warriors of Azeroth were not harmed by the holy light; instead, they rapidly recovered from their injuries in the bath of light.

Velen's towering figure stood in the center of the Holy Light tide, like a giant forged from the Holy Light. He slammed the Redeemer's Staff heavily on the ground, and his aged voice, amplified by the Holy Light, resounded through the heavens:
"The Draenei, that is our homeland, Argus, known as the Emerald Star!"
Fight bravely! Even if we die, we will die on the land of Argus!
This time, the Draenei will never abandon Argus again; we will surely reclaim our homeland!

The Draenei roared their battle cries, and the Naaru fleet, led by Tempest Keep, unleashed a barrage of light cannon fire, engaging in fierce combat with the Burning Legion's fleet.

At the same time, Kil'jaeden, deep within the Tomb of Sargeras, suddenly raised his head and roared, "Velen! It's you!"

He was still wondering where Gul'dan's sudden surge of magic came from, but after sensing Velen's presence, he could no longer see anything else.

Kil'jaeden spread his magical wings, raised his hand and pointed, blasting the top floors of the building above him to pieces, then flapped his wings and flew upwards.

The other demon generals looked at each other, wondering what had happened. Only the Eredar leaders who had lived for tens of thousands of years knew the secret.

It is said that long, long ago, before Argus fell, Kil'jaeden and Velen were very close, even closer than blood brothers, and could be considered blood relatives.

This is why Kil'jaeden was so angry at Velen, who had defected from Argus, and even went so far as to hunt down the Draenei across the stars for tens of thousands of years.

The Eredar demons originally thought this was just anecdotal history, but now it seems that anecdotal history might actually become legitimate.

Putting aside the love-hate relationship between the two, Gul'dan, who had summoned the teleportation tunnel, was also completely bewildered.

Huh? Me? Summon Argus?

Gul'dan swore he only intended to summon the Burning Legion's space fleet; who could have imagined he'd go this far? Had his teleportation magic reached such a profound level? Did you see that, Khadgar?!
As if on cue, the sound of wings flapping came from above Gul'dan's head. His nemesis Khadgar, in the form of a raven, circled above Gul'dan, roaring, "Gul'dan! You heartless beast! Do you know what you've done?"

Sargeras was originally extremely far from Azeroth. If Sargeras were to travel in his physical body, he might not be able to reach the star system where Azeroth is located even after running for another 20,000 years.

But now that Gul'dan has summoned a spatial tunnel connecting Azeroth and Argus, this means that Sargeras only needs to transfer himself to the Burning Legion's stronghold on Argus, and then he can easily cross the endless sea of ​​stars through the tunnel to reach the Azeroth he longs for.

"Hmph... Khadgar, you know nothing of my power."

"This is all part of the Legion's plan; Azeroth and you are doomed!"

Gul'dan hunched over and let out a sinister laugh. Although he was also confused, he couldn't lose face in front of his nemesis, so he immediately put on an arrogant look of being in complete control.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gul'dan suddenly felt an immense surge of energy flowing into his body, which quickly transformed into fel magic to power the portal.

He involuntarily raised his hands, and a continuous stream of fel flames immediately surged from his hands and flowed into the huge tunnel in the sky. The originally unstable spatial tunnel immediately became stable, and even the broken edges of the spatial tunnel became smooth and solid.

Gul'dan was both surprised and delighted. "My teleportation magic has reached such a level? I can even expand and stabilize this level of teleportation magic at will without thinking or casting? Amazing! Incredible! If I'd known this, why would I have become a warlock? I should have competed for the title of Chief Teleportation Master of the Burning Legion!"
"...That clown!"

Inside the Starry Ark, Heather looked at the smug Gul'dan on the big screen, her eyelids drooping as she uttered a merciless sneer.

Doesn't this idiot have the brain to think about where this magic comes from?

The enchanting melody projected its magic power into Gul'dan's body from a distance, and the guy even thought it was a blessing he had received after years of dedicated cultivation.

If it weren't for the need to continue stabilizing the magic circle, Heather would have wanted Chromie to kill him.

Just then, Nanami suddenly spoke up to warn, "Your target has arrived."

Hmm? Heather looked at the large screen on the other side, where a spaceship shining with golden light was rapidly flying towards the vast starry sea.

Holy Light Legion!

Heather smiled when she saw the spaceship.

You've finally arrived.

(End of this chapter)