World of Warcraft: Reviving Stromgarde - Chapter 214

c212 The strangeness of Shattrath

“Humans, Draenei, Ogres, Ravens, Sporemen, Void Spirits, Broken Ones, the Holy Light is really tolerant, haha.” Xal’atath complained in his mind. Shattrath’s tolerance is the most special, and the refugees in the slums are too unique.

Garin couldn’t help but complain, “According to our mortal aesthetics, you Old Gods and those Faceless Ones…”

“Tsk, strength is king, and appearance is just a meaningless existence. As long as you are strong enough, your servants and subordinates will worship you as a perfect god.” Xal’atath naturally knew that the appearance of the Old Gods was really not flattering. After all, they only care about strength and not image. Besides, image is something that can be personified.

Through his familiarity with the slums, Garin quickly walked eastward and found the most famous Tianya Inn in Shattrath.

Since Shattrath welcomes all races, adventurers and strong men of all races will come to Shattrath as guests. The luxurious Tianya Inn is to welcome these guests.

The End of the World Inn also encompasses the style of Shattrath, with wealthy people of various races enjoying food and strong liquor here.

Often the servants of the inn are the most observant. Even if Garin hid his breath and covered his face, the servants of the End of the World Inn still noticed that Garin must be a rich man, so the coolly dressed Hoof Girl twisted and turned forward, “Hero, you must be here to relax. The End of the World Inn has everything you need, rich food, sweet wine, comfortable rooms, and of course, if you need it, I can also warm your bed, but it will cost you some money.”

“Oh? There is such a treatment. In this case, these are all yours.” Garin directly threw a bag of gold coins to the Draenei female servant.

After the Draenei female servant took it, she weighed it twice, her eyes lit up instantly, and she gave Garin a charming look.

Sartharion’s dissatisfied voice appeared, “I really didn’t expect that you would reject me and choose this Draenei. Why, do you like creatures with hooves and tails?”

“What are you thinking, Sartharion, I just need information. Don’t underestimate these maids. They often come into contact with the most people, and among them, there is a high possibility that we need them.” Although the hoofed girl is the dream of many adventurers, Garin’s purpose is really purely for information, not for the hoofed girl to warm the bed.

After a while, the hoofed girl really came to the top room of the Tianya Inn where Garin was as promised, and even changed into charming silk-like clothes.

Garin was unmoved, pointing to the table next to him and said, “There are a lot of gold coins here. I just need you to tell me where to find the person who knows the most about Terokkar Forest.”

The Draenei maid picked up the purse on the table and happily told Garin all the information he needed. There are not many guests as generous as Garin, and most of them are very stingy.

“Hero, if you need anything else, you can always come to me.” After confirming that Garin didn’t need a warm bed, the Draenei maid left with a little regret, and said meaningfully before leaving.

After the other party left, Xal’atath appeared again, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all, and then said unhappily, “This place is full of holy light, which really makes me uncomfortable.”

The light of Naru’adal enveloped the entire city of Shattrath, which made the slums also full of holy light energy. It would be strange if Xal’atath, the incarnation of the ancient god of shadow high-level creatures, could feel comfortable.

Just as Garin was resting on a comfortable bed made of unknown material, a stream of holy light energy wanted to penetrate Garin’s brain in an invisible form.

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At this time, Sartharion used shadow energy in time to stop the erosion of the holy light energy, and sneered, “Holy Light, you are still as hypocritical as ever. It seems that the Naaru here are not simple at all.”

Light and shadow are mutually dependent, and they know each other best.

Garlin didn’t know about this. When he woke up, Sartharion was looking at the Holy Light Square from the window.

“What’s wrong, Sartharion, do you want to kill? Don’t blame me for not reminding you that the Naaru in Shattrath are very strong.” Garlin said with a smile. He knew that Sartharion now was definitely not the opponent of any Naaru in Shattrath.

Xal’atath turned around, rolled his eyes and said, “You should thank me, Garin, just like when you were asleep, those Naaru wanted to rely on the power of the Holy Light to secretly invade your mind, that is, your dream.”

“What did you say, those Naaru wanted to invade my dream?” Garin was shocked and couldn’t help but think of a series of tasks about Shattrath.

The Naaru dream happened more than once in Shattrath. The blood elf prophet Vorentar of the Astrologer rebelled on the battlefield because of the Naaru dream.

The same is true for the exiled arakkoa of Skettis. They were suddenly influenced by the Holy Light and abandoned the arakkoa society and turned to Shattrath.

Even the future Guardian Archmage Khadgar said in Shattrath, “In the past five months, I have learned much more from A’dal than I have learned in the Dalaran Library for so many years.”

It is certain that Adal is knowledgeable, but it is very abnormal for Khadgar to say such a thing. The draenei general Tirasalan who followed Khadgar and stood next to Adal was so humble that he called himself a slave. .zhaoya.co

When I was an adventurer, I didn’t care and just treated Shattrath’s affairs as a joke. But now it seems that Shattrath is like a large-scale pyramid scheme den. All races living here have inexplicable faith and madness in Naaru.

You know, the blood elves and the arakkoa are two races that do not believe in the Holy Light. Especially the arakkoa believe in the shadow. They turned to the holy light overnight, which is frightening.

“Xalatath, you mean that the human refugees in Shattrath have also been subject to Naruto’s dream, or brainwashed?” Garin thought of the human refugees in the slums, and why they left the expeditionary camp and came to To Shattrath.

After hearing Garin’s inquiry, Xal’atath nodded, “Yes, just like our ancient gods can whisper to make creatures choose to be loyal to us, those naaru also have similar abilities, you brainwashed I love vocabulary.”

“Xalatath, are you talking about the Draenei maid? Is she also a servant of the Naaru? As far as I know, the Draenei race should not have such an existence.” The Draenei is a noble person. As a race, they possess technology that far exceeds that of Azeroth, and they also have nearly unlimited lifespans. How could the Draenei be willing to degenerate into bed-warming maids?

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