Dawn of Lordaeron

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In the endless abyss, a slightly puzzled voice sounded.

"The balance has been broken...the world can no longer start."

The gaze of this unknown being seemed to penetrate all material barriers and plane barriers, and fell on Azeroth.

"The Frozen Throne... those useless demons always leave me with all kinds of trouble."

The mysterious existence looked at Azeroth tiredly. This world was quite special for him, but there was never a good chance to complete his plan completely.

But... it doesn't matter anymore, the chess pieces in that world have lost their effect, and his eyes are on the other end of the long river of time.

After a long wait, he finally found the answer he dreamed of.

...

"Warchief!"

"Your Majesty!"

Sylvanas awoke from her coma, she looked at the royal terror guards and the leader of the tribe that surrounded her with a bit of confusion, "I...?"

Lor'themar saw Sylvanas’ expression and said to the guards around him, “Okay, the warchief is overworked. If you want to rest for a while, it’s not a big deal, and all return to your post.”

Those royal guards of terror left here suspiciously, Lor'themar's statement is a bit far-fetched, but not completely unreasonable.

After all, the undead also have self-awareness and soul. Physical labor is okay. Their body is not important anymore, but things that consume too much energy will still make the death inspiration exhausted.

Sylvanas must take over the management of the tribe from Vol'jin in such a crisis, and it must be more energy intensive than simply managing the Forsaken.

Sylvanas, who had awakened, quickly ended that confused performance. She nodded affirming Lor'themar's statement, and sent away the guards in the chief's hall, leaving only a few high-level members of the tribe.

When only she and the leader of the tribe were left in the hall, Lor'themar asked, "Warchief, are you all right?"

Lor'themar didn't like Sylvanas' current behavior very much, but he had to admit that during this period, Sylvanas was indeed a good choice as the chief.

"I was in a coma suddenly? Here?"

Sylvanas sorted out her scattered memories, and the few seconds before she lost consciousness was very vague in her mind.

"Yes, there was a messenger reporting the latest situation in Dalaran just now, but while waiting for your response..." Lor'themar stopped, and Sylvanas also understood the cause and effect.

She also didn't know why she was in a coma.

But she was quite sure that in this short time of unconsciousness, she had undergone a certain change from soul to body.

Sylvanas' eyes were a little erratic, but immediately returned to normal, "There is no big problem, it should be that recent events have made my soul a little tired, I am fine now.

Okay, I also know the report of that messenger. Now I will personally lead the team to Stormheim. We must get the Aegis of Aggramar before the Burning Legion.

Gather the warriors of the tribe, and we are ready to set off at any time."

After speaking, Sylvanas walked out of the Chiefs' Hall, leaving several tribal leaders staring at each other.33 novels www.33xs.cc

And the ranger who had the closest relationship with Sylvanas, Nathanos Licking..., uh, no, Nathanos Blightcaller stood still thinking.

——The Dark Lady he serves, seems a little different?

But this kind of question only stayed in his heart for a short period of time. Nathanos didn’t say a word and followed Sylvanas away: No matter what changes Sylvanas had, he would only listen to Greece. The order of Elvanas.

...

Arthas took the fragments of Frostmourne and rushed back to Dalaran overnight. In the guardian's secret room, Archmage Khadgar had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Alsace, your feat in Val'sharah is exciting. We can temporarily stop worrying that Xavius ​​and his evil master will invade our world further."

"Don't be too happy, Khadgar, Xavius ​​will not give up invading the real world for this reason," Arthas reminded, "Before facing the Burning Legion, you better let him give up completely. ——Very thorough kind."

"If there is a chance, we will definitely," Khadgar replied in the affirmative.

The Emerald Nightmare is like a time bomb, and the time it detonates is always at the most critical juncture. If it cannot be removed as soon as possible, the coalition forces will inevitably become helpless against the Burning Legion.

Moreover, the loss of the help of the demigods and druids in the Emerald Dream also lost a large part of Azeroth's vitality.

Before Malfurion and the druids of Val'sharah have not dealt with the cancer of the nightmare, it is difficult for them to have extra energy to fight the Burning Legion.

But fortunately, both Varian and Tirion were still alive, and the alliance's line was still strong, which undoubtedly relieved Dalaran a lot of pressure.

Moreover, Ysera, the former guardian dragon, was not degraded by Xavius' evil schemes. With her help, Malfurion was able to cope with the nightmare attack.

Compared to the worst-case scenario, it is now considered good and cannot be better.

Khadgar couldn't imagine that if Varian and Tirion both died on the Broken Beach, Ysera would be drawn into a nightmare by Xavius ​​and fall, how exactly would Azeroth turn this battle? .

The Lich King brought death and despair to Azeroth, and the appearance of Arthas made Khadgar feel hope and light in this dark time.

He thought of Frostmourne and Ashbringer in Alsace's hands, and Khadgar knew that Arthas would not stay in this world for long.

"Are you ready to leave?"

"Yes, the preparations have been completed, and I also got the key things." Arthas patted Khadgar on the shoulder, "The next road is up to you, but I believe, Azeroth will never be destroyed."

"At least until we are completely destroyed, there won't be that day." Khadgar laughed, "Come with me, friend, let Dalaran give you one last gift."

Khadgar teleported Arthas to the top of the Violet Tower, where the current council of six was waiting for Khadgar's appearance.

The archmages were not surprised by seeing Arthas. It seemed that Khadgar should have revealed relevant news to them, but they still had a very complicated look in their eyes.

Old Dalaran was destroyed because of the undead natural disaster, Antonidas also died in that catastrophe, and it was because Kel'Thuzad summoned Archimonde, which led to the true destruction of the entire Lordaeron.

It can be said that although Ner'zhul didn't let Azeroth fall according to Kil'jaeden's ideas, the fall of Arthas still directly represented Azeroth's suffering and long time.

Nowadays, things are different, and Alsace in front of him is not the madman who was willing to degenerate and destroy humanity in the past. Anyone will imagine, if Alsace in their world had not fallen, what would it be like now?

"Long time no see--no...it should be said, when we first met, Prince Arthas."

The mages reported solemn courtesy to Arthas, which was not the courtesy of illegal teachers, but the courtesy of Lordaeron, and Arthas smiled back to them.

"Good day, dear masters, although I would prefer that the time we meet is not such a critical moment of life and death."