Dawn of Lordaeron

You can search "Lordaeron's Dawn Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Alsace, riding a war horse, galloped alone on the road to Andorhal, the important town of West Weld. The surrounding scenery quickly retreated. In the evening sunset, Alsace had already seen the buildings of Andorhal.

Armed with the reins, Arthas rushed forward, planning to enter Andorhal before the sky fell completely.

But as the scenery moved, Arthas suddenly noticed something wrong, and the horse began to slow down gradually under his control.

A very strange scene appeared in front of him, and the road to Andorhal in Alsace's vision became darkened, as if it were a scene in a faded picture.

The emerald green woods and grasses were stained with decayed yellow, exuding a trace of death, like returning to the ice capped glacier where the undead raged.

The rich and fertile soil of Andorhal has become barren and dry, animal remains can be seen everywhere, and the land is lifeless, just like a person infected with a terrible disease, dying.

Gradually broken corpses and charred carriages appeared on the road, and some of the dead's faces were extremely hideous. They must have experienced tremendous shock and pain before they died.

The wide main road could not even accommodate Alsace’s horse. Alsace was not allowed to get off the horse. But when he was about to lead the horse forward, he found that he was still standing next to him. The horse disappeared out of thin air.

Alsace was also slightly surprised by this change, but he soon calmed down-what he saw was not the real reality, but some kind of illusion.

Arthas leaned down, pulled up a few dry grass on the ground, put it in his hand and rubbed it a few times, and the dry grass immediately turned into slag and fell on the ground.

With the whine of wind, Arthas could clearly ask the pungent rancid smell, and the whole Seward was shrouded in terrible plague and death, and this was no longer a home for people to live and work in peace.

Who created such a real illusion?Could it be that the Dreadlord tried to break through his own defense by repeating his old tricks?

But when he examined his own mind, he found that he was not deceived by magic, but that the world he was in had actually changed.

A lot of questions flooded Alsace's mind. What happened?Why would I stray into a plane that seems to be true?

Andorhal was ahead, and Arthas inspected his equipment, ready to go to the city to see what happened.

The more he walked, the more familiar he felt that the scene before him became familiar. When the ruins of Andorhal completely entered Alsace's vision, he finally remembered.

"This is the future... the Western Plaguelands occupied by the undead natural disasters?"

Numerous skeletons and ghouls linger among the ruins of Andorhal. This once prosperous town is now a hellish scene, and its residents have long been turned into natural disaster minions.

Moreover, there was a hunch in Alsace standing outside the city, the source of this abnormal illusion was in Andorhal, he must go in and see what happened.

But those undead who stood in the way obviously wouldn't let a living person like him enter Andorhal. When Arthas appeared in their field of vision, countless greedy and bloodthirsty eyes looked at Arthas.

Arthas wanted to take out Frostmourne, but his hand holding the hilt of the sword paused for a moment, and then grabbed the handle of the warhammer again.

A slight holy light gradually enveloped the warhammer, Arthas moved his body and strode into the line of the undead.

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Thirty minutes later, Arthas followed that kind of heartfelt guidance and came to the ruined Andorhal Hotel. Behind him was a mountain of undead corpses.

These low-level cannon fodder could no longer pose a threat to Arthas, and could not even reduce his physical strength.

And when Arthas stood in front of the door of the abandoned hotel, the undead who had been extremely crazy suddenly lost their target, and after wandering in place for a while, they slowly retreated.

Only then did Arthas put the warhammer contaminated with undead rot on his back, and pushed open the inn gate covered by dust and cobwebs.

After the harsh rubbing sound of "squeaky", Arthas waved his hand and covered his mouth and nose. The inside of the hotel was filled with rotten musty smell and choking dust.

The overhanging tables and chairs and the messy counters show that the hotel was in panic and chaos at the same time when the disaster happened.

In the corner, Arthas also saw a complete human skeleton. I don't know why, he was not resurrected by the undead natural disasters, perhaps because the undead had eaten them too thoroughly.

Except for the sound of Alsace’s boots on the ground, there was no other movement on the first floor of the hotel, which was exactly the same as the haunted house in the ghost novel.

And in this hotel that should have been quiet for many years, Alsace heard the clamor and noise from the second floor, but when he stepped on the old escalator to the second floor, except for a few Outside the cobwebs, there was nothing.

"Here……"

The sudden voice made Arthas turn his head suddenly and looked at the guest room with the door closed at the end of the corridor.

Arthas frowned suspiciously, strode towards the room, and as he passed a room in the hallway, a dark shadow came out.

It is an ugly ghoul!Arthas didn't panic at all, as if he had known such a scene a long time ago, and the steel handguard greeted him straight up.

The fragile wooden wall could not withstand Alsace's power. The ghoul that flew out was firmly suppressed by the fallen wall. Arthas raised his foot and stepped on its head. This tragic one The ghoul immediately fell silent.

Shaking off the unidentified liquid from his hand, Arthas pressed on the doorknob and pulled the closed door open.

However, this room is not as old and messy as other abandoned guest rooms, on the contrary, it is as clean, comfortable and tidy as normal rooms that are often cleaned.

But what really attracted Alsace's attention was not this weird room, but a small figure sitting at the desk in the room.End Novel Network www.zhongdianxs.com

When the figure heard that the door was opened, he turned around on the chair. When she saw Alsace passing, the little dwarf jumped up from the chair in surprise.

"Wow! Thank God, I finally made it!" The female dwarf has a completely different appearance from other dwarf women, but more like a human girl.

Her golden hair was tied into two buns, she was holding a staff inlaid with gems in her hand, and she was wearing a strange yellow, white and black robe, which did not belong to the uniform of any human mage organization.

After Arthas saw this character almost carved in the depths of his soul, his first reaction was to take out Frostmourne, and the rune on the sword instantly lit up.

The little dwarf's face stiffened, and she hurriedly waved at Alsace, "Hey hey! Don't be so nervous, can you put away...cough cough, that sword? Nice to meet you, my name is..."

"Chromie, you better give me a reasonable explanation."

Arthas now fully understands that he must be a ghost of this guy in front of him when he enters this weird future scene!

Chromie, who looked like a cute female dwarf, was actually a bronze dragon whose real name was Kronom, a member of the Bronze Dragonflight, and her appearance made Arthas alert immediately.

After feeling Alsace's strong hostility, Chromie smiled dryly and took a step back without a trace, intending to stay away from Frostmourne.

"Ahem, I'll make it clear, but can you put away Frostmourne first-you are a little scary like this."

That sword was a cursing weapon that even dragons would fear, and the Prince of Lordaeron in front of her was definitely the most abnormal one in all timelines.

His power surpassed herself at the same time on any timeline, and embarked on a path that had never happened before-this was the main reason why she came here.

"I will give you one minute to explain, otherwise I think Frostmourne will be happy to taste the dragon."

Chromie rolled his eyes, but he was very honest, "Don't, I don't have any malicious intentions, I just want to talk to you."

"Talk? What do we have to talk about? You are the guardians of time aloft, it's too late for me to hide from you."

"I knew it would be like this, but, Alsace, did you know that there was a big problem with the timeline you are in!" Chromie gestured a big circle with his hands, trying to express whether the problem was How serious.

"Problem? I don't think there is any problem. Everything is fine now, maybe the Burning Legion can't come."

"It's just that you can see that there is no problem. In our field of vision, it is not the case." Chromie sighed. "Do you know why I brought you into this world? This is what is called'correct'. The history of the world."

"At this time, you who are one with the Lich King are still sleeping on the Frozen Throne, and Lordaeron's territory has been completely reduced to a paradise for the undead."

"You should know this, and I won’t say much. Normally, although your timeline is different from the correct history, we will not impose any interference, because every timeline has its own existence. reason."

Chromie's expression became weird, "However, there is a problem here. You cannot be interfered at this time. I tried my best to pull you from there, but it can only last. a very short time."

"Can't be interfered? What do you mean, don't your bronze dragons come and go freely in the long river of time?"

Arthas raised the question, but he probably also understood that the reason why he didn't encounter the bronze dragon and the eternal dragon was probably just like Cromi said.

"The inability to intervene is because the timeline you are in has gradually begun to incorporate many other possibilities of ending at a certain stage, causing the cost of interference that even Your Majesty Nozdormu cannot bear.

Nozdormu, the bronze dragon king who has accepted the power of time and space, can see the future at different points in time, and can even predict his own death, but such an existence can't interfere with his time?

"The Bronze Dragon Legion is not what mortals think. There are countless bronze dragon legions in countless worlds. In fact, after His Majesty Nozdormu received his blessing and gained authority, the entire Bronze Dragon Legion is extremely special in the Dragon Legion. exist."

"We are the past, the present, and the future."

"Because there are so many things we can observe, all kinds of paradoxes and destiny can easily distort our minds. Even His Majesty Nozdormu himself is very careful to use his own power and dare not overdo it. Interfere with the flow of the long river."

"Because if you over-intervene time, the side effects are enough to make the most powerful dragon go crazy and lose your mind."

"So we have to emphasize the'correction' in order to avoid the serious impact of some special circumstances. But we are also thinking about a question, what is the real destiny of Azeroth."

As Chromie spoke, her body became illusory. She realized that she was running out of time, and speeded up her speech.

"Listen, Alsace, your appearance is a very special turning point. At least the automatic feedback for a long time proves this point. I can't tell you too much, because just knowing some things will lead to great mess."

"I just want to convey a message: the sands of time have turned over again--."

Halfway through Chromie's words, she was like an image with the pause button being pressed, her voice was stuck, and her movements stopped. Arthas only felt a flower in front of him, and Chromie's body seemed to be a stretched picture. Becomes distorted and empty.

"Snapped!"

With a sound like the soft sound of a balloon exploding, Arthas shook his whole body and recovered from a sense of weightlessness. He was still riding on his horse at the moment, galloping on the road to Andorhal.

Chromie's appearance and sudden departure made Arthas confused, and the doubts in his heart not only did not dissipate, but increased.

It was just that her arrival made Arthas certain that the bronze dragon could not influence his choice. They might know it, but they could not make actual actions.

But Arthas always felt that there was something important about Chromie that hadn't been finished, and he was cut off by the side effects after affecting the time and space.

Arthas suddenly felt that he should take the initiative to look for the guardian dragon. Some things seemed to be different from what he knew.