Dawn of Lordaeron

You can search "Lordaeron's Dawn Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!When Arthas rode invincible to land from the broken port of Theramore, he really discovered how miserable this city was.

It is dusk now, the activities of the undead are more frequent than during the day, and the overly rich magical energy has kept many echoes of the past still to this day.

But this is not a good thing for the undead who stay here. The magic energy can maintain their existence so that they will not dissipate over time, but the undead trapped here will also think of death day by day. Time situation.

This is undoubtedly a kind of torture, so those undead who are trapped in one place for some reason are mostly full of negative emotions, and eventually fall into madness, attacking everyone close to him indiscriminately.

Magical energy is not the only cause, but in Azeroth, a place full of miracles and magic, this is the most common example.

It is a pity that Theramore is not a miracle, but a total tragedy. The remnants of the residents who died in the big bang are being held here by the magic of the Focusing Rainbow until the magic dissipates, or they themselves His will disappeared after being polished.

But since Arthas has arrived, he will at least give these souls a freedom. As for the stability of the shadow world, Arthas is not sure, but at least it belongs to the world of the undead.

Arthas wandered for a while in the city, sighed, and the pale blue cold light of Frostmourne slowly revealed its blade. The magic sword had been instructed by its owner. It was suspended behind Arthas. The runes on his body flickered like breathing.

The special fluctuations from Frostmourne came from the magic sword, and the surrounding undead seemed to be inspired by something, and began to gather around Frostmourne intentionally or unintentionally.

The souls that were close to Frostmourne were absorbed by it. This may be the fastest way to gather the souls of Theramore and be taken away by Arthas.

This process took a certain amount of time, and Arthas found a place to sit down and waited for the absorption process of Frostmourne to end.

After waiting for a while, Arthas felt something was too close, and stood up again to carve a few runes on the ground below Frostmourne, enhancing Frostmourne's absorption capacity.

At this speed, the dead souls of Theramore should be able to gather almost at sunrise tomorrow, and Arthas can leave here.

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In a hut outside Dustwallow Marsh, a blue arcane brilliance suddenly flashed in the house. A tired look Jaina walked out of the house. She put down her staff and sat on the bench outside the house in a daze. .

This was once the reclusive place of the guardian of Tirisfal, Magna Aegwynn, but the guardian has left, and Jaina has often come to the hut where Aegwynn once lived since then.

She went to Dalaran a few days ago. She tried to use her power in the Kirin Tor Council to drive the tribe from the mage’s castle, but in the end her behavior was stopped by Khadgar and other archmages. Up.

The reason is simple, fighting the Burning Legion requires the power of the entire Azeroth, and Dalaran cannot give up any power that can compete with the Burning Legion.

——Even if the evacuation of the Horde caused heavy losses to the Alliance on Broken Beach, it also caused the Alliance to lose a great king and Jaina to lose a close friend.

She wants to expel the tribe from Dalaran's territory, and as the disciple of the former Speaker Antonidas, in terms of status or strength, after Ronin's death, she should indeed have the most say in Dalaran. One of them.

It’s just that Jaina spent more than ten years running Theramore and didn’t want to fight for power in Dalaran with the clans of wizards. So apart from being named in the Kirin Tor Council, Jaina hardly Participate in and intervene in any choice of Dalaran.Dushuci Novel Network www.dushuci.com

But still no one will offend this noble Lady Proudmoore, because even if she is not in Dalaran, her power and strength can discourage most wizards in this world.

However, Jaina's current form and the appearance of Khadgar made it difficult for Jaina to be alone. Her proposal to expel the tribe was eventually rejected. The tribe could still occupy a place in Dalaran in order to fight the Burning Legion together.

Khadgar's actions were indeed for the sake of Azeroth, but Jaina regarded his actions as a betrayal of the Alliance.

The angry Jaina left Dalaran in this way, even though Khadgar kept her many times, hoping that she could stay together against the Burning Legion.

"I will destroy those damn demons, but I won't come back here until Dalaran drives out the tribal tribes!"

After saying this, Jaina left Floating City, but she was confused for a while, not knowing where she should go-she failed to seize her due rights for the Alliance, and Dalaran would not accept herself again in a short time. , Kul Tiras even regarded her as a traitor, and hated the former prince.

And her city, the city she put in her hard work and emotions, was destroyed by a lowly orc, and Jaina suddenly felt at this moment that she was like a little homeless girl.

Jaina sat on the bench, and the moonlight shone on her delicate face, as if she had the same sadness as her.

She held an anchor-like necklace in her hand, which was left to her by her father. A few years ago, she kept this talisman in her mage tower because she could not beg her father to forgive herself. But she still doesn't think her approach is wrong--

until today.

A tear followed Jaina's face and fell on the silver anchor, followed by the second and third drops.

she cried.

She has never regretted it like this. She hates her innocence and her stupidity. She once thought that she would not make the same mistakes as her father, but she did not understand until today that she and her father are the same. , All swallowed the bitter fruit because they couldn't understand others.

"Father...if you were still...how great..."

There was sadness and weakness in Jaina's voice, she was like a little girl who had done something wrong, not knowing how to face everything in the moment.

It is a pity that the commander and king who galloped through the sea could no longer hear his daughter's words.

Jaina curled up, hugging her knees, alone in the icy night of Dustwallow Marsh.

However, a wave of faint magic waves awakened Jaina from her grief. She raised her head dullly and looked in the direction of the magic waves.

"There is... Theramore?"

Jaina was puzzled at first. Theramore was already in ruins. Nothing was left there. Anything of value was destroyed in the magic explosion.

But when she turned to think about it, Jaina opened her beautiful eyes again, picked up her staff, and hurriedly left Aegwynn's cabin.