Dawn of Lordaeron

You can search "Lordaeron's Dawn Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Leaving the broken beach full of pungent sulphur smell, a biting cold wind made Varian agitated. He looked around and found that he was standing on a fortress made of steel.

"Icecrown Citadel?"

Varian froze for a moment. He was a little surprised why the portal was connected here, but when he thought that the portal was opened by Arthas, it was a little inexplicable and reasonable.

"Sorry, the only place I can locate in this world is here." Arthas also walked out of the portal at this time, and after he came out, the dark portal disappeared.

He just counted the number of demons he and Varian had worked together to kill. He used Frostmourne to collect the souls of these demons to reposition the icecrown fortress in this world and break the shield of the Tomb of Sargeras .

Although he successfully saved Varian, he failed to kill Gul'dan. It is a pity-the fel ray must have come from a high-level demon of the Burning Legion, but who exactly is it, Artha Si didn't know.

"I do have a lot of things to ask, but Icecrown Citadel is obviously not a good place to talk," Varian gathered Saramine and looked at the scattered undead wandering around Icecrown Citadel.

Although the Lich King in this world has been beheaded by Tirion, the Icecrown Citadel is still not where the living should come. Arthas unfolded his soul perception and found several bone griffins, and the two rode them on. The beast that had been dead for a long time quickly flew away from the Icecrown Citadel.

Arthas, the Lich King in this world, has long since fallen, and Arthas did not want to disturb the third Lich King sitting on the Frozen Throne at this time. The most important thing right now is to find a way back. Of course, He will help Varian as much as possible before returning to his original world.

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Among the Eastern Kingdoms, Stormwind City, and Stormwind Fortress, the leaders of the Alliance gathered here, their expressions more or less sad. Just a few days ago, the most beloved king of the Alliance, Varian U Ryan left the queen alone in order to cover the retreat of the Alliance troops.

Varian fell into the trap of the devil alone. As a result, it is not difficult for everyone to imagine. At the moment of the invasion of the Burning Legion, when they could not do anything, they lost a great leader first. This paired the alliance. Said it was an extremely heavy blow.

"It's the tribe again! I knew we couldn't believe them!" Jaina's eyes were red, and the people she knew passed away one by one, and it was because of the tribe's betrayal, which made her hate the tribe even more.

"Our biggest mistake is to believe that the tribe will advance and retreat together with us." Graymane, standing beside the Varian sarcophagus, gritted his teeth and clenched his right fist tightly, even his nails were sinking into the flesh. He was sad The other emotions in his eyes are naked hatred and anger.

"May Elune let this great king enjoy eternal sleep." Tyrande put her hand on the sarcophagus, and she sighed softly. Varian was one of the most outstanding kings and heroes she had ever seen. But such a warrior cannot avoid the fate of death.

She turned her head to comfort Anduin Wrynn, lowering her head to the throne. The young prince must now take the burden and become the new King of Stormwind after his father died in battle.

"Your Majesty Anduin, please be sorry. Although this may be cruel to you, we must cheer up. Your Majesty Varian cannot sacrifice for nothing. The threat of the Burning Legion is imminent."

"I...I know, priestess, but I..." Anduin's voice was a bit weak. His father's death caused a huge blow to his mind and body. He was unable to recover from this shocking moment. Recovered in the message.

The letter Greymane sent to him, he had not had the courage to open it, because he was afraid of what his father had entrusted to him, and he couldn't afford it.

Anduin turned his gaze to his teacher, Velen. This draenei seemed to be a little lost looking at Varian's sarcophagus, not knowing what he was thinking.Ikan Novel Network www.ikxsw.com

Sure enough... Did the death of our father make us lose confidence?How should I deal with such a scene?

No, the thinking is still messy, there is no way to calm down and think.

Anduin kept thinking about it, and the invisible pressure made it more and more difficult for him to breathe, until a quarrel awakened him from sinking.

"Enough, I've had enough, I will find a way to deal with the Burning Legion and the Horde by myself." Jaina waved her hands impatiently, and she seemed to have lost patience with others.

The blue arcane light flashed, and Jaina's figure disappeared in the Stormwind Fortress.

Jaina's departure shocked Anduin, but at the same time he was even more disappointed and sad. What would he do if his father were here?

"Well, Anduin, don't be angry, Jaina is just too angry, let her calm down by herself." Muradin also sighed, he understood Jaina's feelings, and the departure of his old friend made him. The dwarves were very sad, and Jaina, who had only been hurt by the tribe, would naturally be even more angry.

When the scene fell into weird silence, a royal guard came forward and said something to Greymane. Greymane nodded, walked towards Anduin, whispering sideways in his ear.

"Tirion?! Is he alive?" Anduin's dim eyes finally showed some good looks, which was the only good news in recent days.

"Yes, he is outside the fortress."

"Let Tirion come in. He is a hero of the Alliance and deserves such a courtesy."

Within a few minutes, Tirion slowly walked to the throne of the fortress with the help of a silver Crusade guard. His hair was paler than the last time Anduin saw him. Now Tiri Austria is more old.

Moreover, the Ashbringer, who was inseparable from Tirion, was not taken by him.

"Lord Fording! Your injury is very serious, please don't be polite." Anduin quickly arranged for Tirion to provide a seat for the guard.

Tirion waved his hand and declined Anduin's kindness. "It's okay. Although I was injured a little bit, I am not yet vulnerable to that level—Anduin, I came here today to say something. ."

"Please speak." Anduin's attitude was very respectful. Tirion, as a witness of the Battle of Broken Beach, was himself a hero for Azeroth.

Everyone turned their gazes at Tirion. Tirion looked at Varian's sarcophagus and said calmly, "Varian, he may not be dead."

"Not dead?! Is it true?" Graymane was the first to say excitedly, but he immediately calmed down. He said pessimistically, "That fel ray...we have all seen it, that kind of Power, even Varian, it is difficult to survive."

"No, I have the proof. I entrusted the Ashbringer to a trustworthy person, and I can still feel the light of him and the Ashbringer shining-he was going to rescue Wari before he left. Safe."