Dawn of Lordaeron

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In the gloomy cave, the only thing that can be heard is the sound of dripping stalactites.

However, in the depths of the cave, there seemed to be something extremely terrifying, and even if there was no movement, it gave people a sense of horrible oppression.

Suddenly, in the endless darkness, there was a sudden pulling sound of the chain being pulled, and the sound of the metal chain colliding with the rock wall constantly echoed in the cave.

"Be quiet."

A cold and hoarse female voice came. The owner of the voice did not seem to be hindered by the darkness at all, and the sound of footsteps came from the cave.

It seemed to be the collision of armor, but it was like the cries of blades.

Another low and hoarse voice sounded like a male who had been short of drinking water for a long time, "Heh... Maiev, you really don't feel bored. Is such a judgment really worth your guard for so long?

Maiev's response did not have the slightest emotion, as if she did not need extra emotions to support her activities.

"No, traitor, it is my duty to guard you. Don't say it is 10,000 years, even 20,000 years, or even until the world is destroyed, I will guard you."

"Haha..." The male elf who was called a traitor laughed twice again. Such a dialogue would happen in this dark prison almost every time.

He has been locked in this cave with a magic chain for an unknown amount of time, so that he has lost his sense of time, and can only rely on the occasional conversation with his jailer to determine how long has passed.

Has it been ten thousand years?

The "traitor" raised his neck, moving a somewhat stiff neck within the limited range of movement.His strong body will not age due to time, but the prolonged imprisonment still makes him exhausted.

If it hadn't been for the extremely firm belief and desire in his heart, he might have collapsed long ago and could not last for so long.

"Save it, you never want to break free of this chain."

The abnormal movement from the "traitor" made Maiev, as the warden, be very cautious. Although she said that, she knew very well how terrible the person locked in the chain was.

If her careless guard caused the prisoner to escape, it would undoubtedly be a terrible disaster for her people.

The "traitor" just smiled and did not respond. He had already regarded Maiev's reaction as an entertainment item. As long as he had a little bit of intention to break free, the warden would be very nervous.

In fact, he knew in his heart that even if his magic power was blocked and his body was imprisoned, even if he broke free from this shackle, he was not the warden Maiev’s opponent at all, let alone in the darkness, there was more than Maiev." "Watchmen", each of them is a wise fighter who is proficient in combat skills, and is an elite hunter comparable to the elite of sentries.

Such a cage can be said to be almost entirely prepared for him alone. One can imagine how much the night elves value a weakened elf who is locked up.

"Huh... it's all idiots..."

"What else are you talking about?" Maiev did not hear the prisoner's murmur clearly. Her long eyebrows under her visor were almost frowning. During this time, her prisoners were more active than they had been in the previous ten thousand years.

But these are not important. Maiev just knows that the priestess and the archdruid have left Mount Hyjal because of certain matters, and she must be more careful to look after the dangerous people in front of her.

"You'd better close your mouth, Illidan, otherwise, I don't guarantee you will suffer a bit." Maiev would never give any good looks to her prisoners. She was tired of Illidan's performance. , Now, it's time to quiet him.The latest novel www.zuixinshu.com

When Illidan heard Maiev’s threat, he let out a low laugh. Of course, he didn’t talk to his warden for no reason, but what he really felt. He was convinced that soon , I will be free again.

Even if the magic is locked by his brother, and his body is imprisoned in the underground cave, he can still feel the breath of those "prey" very clearly.

This is not like insignificant erosion and pollution, on the contrary, the energy of that violent chaos, even deep underground, he can feel it very clearly.

Obviously, even the soil and rocks of Mount Hyjal are tainted with the breath of fel energy. It is only possible that just not far from the peak of Mount Hyjal, demons have already arrived and once again aggressively invaded their land.

This situation has been going on for some time, but his brother still has no response, indicating that the other party is rapidly polluting the woodland in a way and speed that no one can think of.

Illidan lowered his head again, and his body was against the rock wall, hiding in the darkness. Maiev thought he had restored his calm as before, but didn't know that this time, the demon hunter was accumulating strength for his escape.

...

The cold wind from Northrend blew across the icefields of Icecap Glacier, and white snowflakes moved quickly on the surface like running water.

Lothar stepped on the Frost Stairs and reached the top of the half-built Icecrown Citadel, where the Frozen Throne was located.

He walked to the center of the platform and looked up at the armor and crown in the huge ice block of the Frozen Throne, no different from when Ner'zhul was sealed in it.

It's just that, now controlling this "communication tower" among the undead is a living king of death.

In the hollow eye sockets of the dominance crown, a faint blue soul flame lit up, and it was Arthas who was transferring his consciousness here.

The voice of the Lich King quickly rang, "I need a team of elite death knights."

"The training has just begun, and most people are not ready yet." Lothar was a little embarrassed after hearing this order, "They can't perform too difficult tasks now."

The death knights have just entered training, and they have not forgotten their fighting skills during their lifetime, but they still need a lot of time to practice if they want to master rune spells and death energy.

If they were sent to leave the Icecrown Citadel at this time, they would not be able to solve the enemy cleanly and cleanly, but would expose the existence of undead natural disasters.

Alsace was silent for a few seconds and asked again, "How many people can use it?"

Lothar thought for a moment, and raised a hand, "Five, Orgrim and I must also supervise the resurrection ceremony of the next batch of death knights. There should be no time to dispatch this time."

"Five...Five is five. It's enough. This time you are only responsible for providing assistance." Arthas got a number that was much better than expected. He originally thought he must continue to squeeze two old deaths. The labor of the Cavaliers.

Lothar nodded slightly, "That's no problem at all... By the way, I want to talk to you about something."

The flames at the two pupils of the Helm of Domination flickered, "What happened?"

"Anub'arak told me that when his people were responsible for constructing tunnels and cities underground, they dug up some incredible things..."

Lothar's words almost caused Arthas to directly tear open the crack in the shadow world and return to the Frozen Throne-is Anub'arak crazy?I clearly warned him not to dig!

Fortunately, Lothar's next sentence calmed Alsace's almost out of control mood.

"He asked me to ask you if I want to send someone to see Howling Fjord."