Dawn of Lordaeron

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In the battle meeting room of Stormwind Fortress, Varian stared at the map of the Broken Isles with a solemn expression, "We need to establish a base on the Broken Isles to restrain the movement of the Burning Legion.

It is best to get the support of all forces on the islands to help us fight the Burning Legion together."

After the Burning Legion mastered the coordinates of Azeroth, it became very easy for them to deploy troops. They no longer rely on the portal to invade Azeroth as before.

Only a simple transmission device is needed, and the Warships of the Burning Legion can appear in any corner of Azeroth. In these days, every place in Azeroth can receive the invaded by the Burning Legion. report.

Although the defense forces everywhere are doing their best to resist the attack of the Burning Legion, this is not a long-term solution.

They must concentrate the Burning Legion's attention and energy in one place, otherwise Azeroth's defensive power will be completely led by the demons.

While discussing the next war plan in the meeting room, a royal guard knocked on the door of the meeting room.

"Your Majesty, Master Khadgar of Dalaran is here."

"Kadgar? He finally came, let him in."

"Your Majesty Varian, I don't want to delay it for so long. Dalaran also encountered a demon attack some time ago. The archmage of the council and I tried our best to escape the encirclement of the Burning Legion."

Khadgar walked in from the outside with a bitter face and looked at him as a servant. I'm afraid he didn't have a good rest. "But I still want to say, it's great that you are fine. When Jaina told me the news, I almost didn't get over."

"Jaina is in Dalaran?"

Khadgar regretfully shook her head. "After Jaina learned of your news, she tried to avenge you by expelling the Horde, but we finally rejected it-although I know that the hatred of the Alliance and the Horde is almost impossible to mediate, but now we Their help cannot be lost, and there is no chance of winning alone."

Varian walked back to the sand table in the combat meeting room and waved his hand casually. "The Horde left the alliance and retreated. I'll talk about it later. Let's talk about how to deal with the Burning Legion first. I have given the Horde the greatest degree Trust it."

Regardless of the tribe’s reasons, they are indeed trapped in the Alliance’s crisis. Varian can’t forgive the tribe’s actions, but as Khadgar said, it’s not a good time for infighting. Carelessness will let the Burning Legion take advantage of it.

"Jaina left Dalaran angrily because we rejected the proposal, and now we don't know where she went." Khadgar shook his head, without a clue.

"Jaina..." Varian frowned. Jaina's mental state made him very worried, but now the Alliance has no extra power to find Jaina's whereabouts, "Forget it, Jaina should be able to take care of it. Herself, she won't be going to do stupid things at this time-Khadgar, tell me how we deal with the Legion."

"Well, I already have a clue. On the Broken Isles, there are a few artifacts left by the creation Titans. They are called the'Creation Pillars'. The Guardian Aegwynn once relied on their power to control Sagera The tomb of Sri Lanka is covered with dust on the bottom of the sea." Wanshulou www.wanshulou.org

Khadgar's voice was very affirmative, "As long as we find them, we can re-seal the Tomb of Sargeras, and fundamentally cut off the possibility of the Burning Legion invading Azeroth."

"The lost artifact...no more, there is no other way now. We need a certain amount of time to recuperate before starting another war with the Burning Legion, otherwise they can easily defeat us." Varian looked at Khadgar. , "Can Dalaran be competent in the task of finding the Pillar of Creation?"

"As we are here, Dalaran will mobilize all the power and all the heroes of Azeroth to find the whereabouts of these artifacts."

Varian nodded gently, "Very well, then I will mobilize all the power of the Alliance and build a base on the Broken Isles. Once the artifacts are collected, we are ready to march to the Broken Beach again-this is the last chance.

As for... on the Horde side, I can no longer believe that they can work with us at the same time, as long as they can remember that they are still part of Azeroth."

In response, Khadgar did not say a word, although Dalaran was mediating between the Alliance and the Horde in a neutral capacity, and the Horde also paid a lot of losses on the Broken Beach: Vol'jin died in battle, Thrall was seriously injured. , A large number of vital forces were sacrificed on the coast.

Their retreat was really helpless, but such behavior inevitably created a gap between the Alliance and the Horde, and then it is not enough to want the Alliance and the Horde to unite as they did during the first Battle of Broken Beach. may.

But fortunately, the Alliance and the Horde first suppressed each other's prejudices, at least until the Burning Legion was repelled, there should be no major friction.

After bidding farewell to Varian, Khadgar quickly rushed to Orgrimmar. After reaching Durotar by teleporting spells, Khadgar was planning to finish the rest of the journey in the form of a raven, but his spells were still Before it was over, he was stopped by a word.

"Mage Khadgar, good noon."

Khadgar's movements were stagnant, he turned to look at the man standing in the shadow of the tree in the cloak behind him, and there was a burst of warning in his heart somehow.

This guy in front of you is very dangerous, very dangerous!

The warning of magic made Khadgar tight, and the transformation spell was immediately replaced with destructive magic. The archmage looked serious, "Who are you?"

The place where he teleports is random, that is to say, his whereabouts should not be exposed, but the person in front of him seems to know his thoughts in advance, and he is waiting for him here.

Durotar's scorching sun shone on Khadgar's face, and even with the protection of frost magic, he still felt the sweat slowly sliding down his face.

"The sunshine in Durotar is really strong, Master Khadgar," the man under the tree stared at Khadgar, and lifted his hood with one hand. "Maybe you don't remember me. When we met, I'm just an ordinary boy next to my father."

After seeing the face clearly, Khadgar's expression changed from bewilderment to shock-he had indeed only seen this man a long time ago, but after the dark gate opened, he had heard his name countless times.

"What the hell is going on? There is a second Gul'dan, will there be a second Lich King again?!"