My Frostmourne can't be so cute

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With a complex and surprised mood, Malfurion walked into the lounge behind Tyrande, and then saw the human who he had never seen standing in the narrow lounge, smiling and watching As if he had become the owner of this room.

As Illidan said—the two guests of Tyrande obviously looked completely different from the night elves—they had bald ears, and their hair was pure gold and black, not as diverse as night elves; It also seemed to be much paler, but it didn't seem to be because of illness, but because of his natural appearance.

In addition, the facial features of these two humans looked very similar to the night elves, but they seemed to be shorter than the night elves-from the comparison of men and women.

Not long ago—Malfurion had just returned to Illidan’s residence in Suramar. Before he could sit down with Illidan and discuss the next strategy, Tyrande panted after him. .

Malfurion thought something unusual had happened, but soon Tyrande told him—the two human guests wanted to talk to him—about his terrible nightmare.

Malfurion was surprised at first—he was a little puzzled about Tyrande’s trust in the two human guests—he had just told Tyrande about it, but within half a day, she turned to I tell other people and tell me, and I haven't known strangers for a long time.

Thinking of this, Malfurion felt a little uncomfortable-but as Tyrande explained more, he realized that it was indeed necessary, because the two strangers seemed to be concerned about the terrible sights in his dreams. Understand.(To be continued.)

992 Burning Legion

"Demon"—this is what Malfurion and his teacher, Cenarius, the king of the forest, call those terrible creatures—this is obviously a collective term, because the creatures Malfurion sees in his dreams Diverse.

This is not a commonly used term in the ancient elven language, and it is the first time it was used to refer to these creatures-but Tyrande said that the two humans knew this term and showed a keen interest in those creatures...

Malfurion felt that this was enough for him to rush to the Moon Temple and meet the mysterious human man-although Illidan didn't take it seriously, he thought that Tyrande must have said it in the narrative. Mouth-this caused him to argue with Tyrande again, and of course Malfurion felt that Tyrande would not be so cautious.

But when he saw the human man, Malfurion felt a little suspicion in his heart-in his opinion, the human being named "Mr. Arthas" by Tyrande was very young, and seemed to be younger than himself and Illidan. 'S age is still younger; as for that lady... from the perspective of the night elves, she is not an adult in terms of body shape or expression.

More importantly...

"This gentleman... is that Mr. Alsace? I heard that you and your fiancée arrived here last night."

Malfurion walked to the opposite side of the man, frowned, and asked loudly.

"Yes."

Arthas smiled and nodded and replied—Malfurion was a strong night elf, and more importantly, he gave Arthas a very magical feeling—it seemed to be seeing this night elf. At that moment, Arthas's mood began to become peaceful. It is obvious that although he is still young, this night elf druid's attainments in natural spells have surpassed many levels. It is no wonder that in his dreams There will be such a magical prophecy.

"Although I don't have any long-distance travel experience, Mr. Alsace... But you don't look like a long-distance traveller... Your hair, your face, and your clothes, shoes and socks are all Spotless, your face does not look tired... Maybe you can deceive the innocent Tyrande, Mr. Arthas, but in my opinion... at least more than half of what you say are lies."

Malfurion was obviously not as simple as Tyrande, and certainly not as irritable as Illidan. He just stood calmly in front of Arthas and pointed out the unreasonable parts of him.

"Malfurion! Didn't we say we are not solving this problem?"

Tyrande walked from behind Malfurion to Alsace’s side, looking at his companion with a bit of sullen expression on his face--before and on the way from Illidan’s residence to the Moon Temple, Tyrande had been Instructing Malfurion and Illidan to prevent them from having a dispute with Mr. Arthas... But what Unterand did not expect was that even Illidan hadn’t reacted, it was Malfurion. Let's question Mr. Alsace first!

"I just talk about it casually, there is no questioning."

Malfurion said with a smile, but his gaze never left the expression on Arthas's face. Today, Malfurion has no intention of persuading Tyrande that her guests may be unclear, but Marfa Leo needs to have a judgment in his heart.

"I think it's not the time to discuss these things, Malfurion... I need to know more about that dream-you and I know that even if we try each other here, we can't change the demons that are coming to this world. fact."

Arthas did not answer Malfurion's question directly, but frowned.

"Do you know those demons? Strangers... your tone sounds like you've seen things that don't exist before."

Illidan walked over behind Malfurion and asked in a surprised tone.

"Yes, Illidan... I know those demons-at least relative to you... Their name is the Burning Legion."

Arthas nodded and said.

"Burning Legion!"

Tyrande let out an exclamation-although she had never heard of the name before, it sounded terrible!

"So... Mr. Alsace, how did you know about this legion? I communicated with my teacher, those demons... he has never seen them... You want to show that your knowledge is better than the king of the forest Still more knowledgeable?"

Malfurion had doubts about what Arthas said-the Burning Legion?What's this name?I have never heard of it!

"There are many things you haven't heard of, Malfurion—for example, you have never heard of the human race, but I appeared in front of you, including your teacher... I don’t deny the forest. The King’s powerful and ancient lineage, but... there will always be something that he doesn't even know."

Arthas heard the hostility in Malfurion’s tone. He was taken aback for a moment, and then tried to speak in an euphemistic tone-Cenarius, Lord of the Forest... In the hearts of the druids, he was a great god. But after seeing extraordinary existences like the Red Dragon Queen, Frostmourne, Ragnaros, Lord of the Flames, and Duke Hydraxis, Lord of the Water Elements, Arthas certainly knew that Cenarius, Lord of the Forest, was also far away. Far from being as powerful as Malfurion imagined-after all, even his father, the White Hart Malorne, was twisted by Archimonde, the defiler of the Burning Legion, and wanted to let those who had seen it with their own eyes Arthas was still in awe of him... honestly it was a bit difficult.

"Then please tell us, these creatures named the Burning Legion... what are the differences between them? Is that dream of Malfurion real? In Athalynn... someone really dared to call these terrible Otherworldly demon?"

Illidan became interested in what Arthas said-if the terrifying demons in Malfurion's dream really existed, the reality of this dream would obviously be greatly increased.

Thinking of this, Illidan couldn't help but get excited, and for a while forgot to care about the unpleasantness that had been between himself and Arthas.

"As you know, those creatures don't belong to this world... They come from the distorted void that is completely different from ours. Only spells can attract them to this world from there... I heard Tyrande talk about you That dream of... such a huge group of demons can only be attracted by a source of terrifying power... Is there such a thing in the city named Esalin you mentioned?"

Arthas nodded and answered Illidan's question.(To be continued.)

993 Departure

Hearing what Arthas said, Malfurion was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at his brother—coincidentally, Illidan was also looking at him, and the two people’s eyes met, both of them. Out of the other side's mind...

"The Well of Eternity?"

Malfurion murmured the name in a puzzled tone.

The Well of Eternity is the holy place in the hearts of all night elves—the followers of the moon god Elune firmly believe that when the day comes and the moon dims, their gods will sleep in the Well of Eternity, waiting for the night to come.

Even the teacher Cenarius of Malfurion was amazed by the power contained in the Well of Eternity. All the wizards of the night elves gained powerful mana through their connection with the Well of Eternity. The reason for eager to learn spells from Cenarius-in his words: "Rather than practice hard in the forest, it's better to take a bath in the Well of Eternity."

No night elf-even the most knowledgeable scholar-can tell how much energy is contained in the Well of Eternity, and no one has ever truly mastered it.

But Malfurion had to admit—the entire night elves’ civilization was built on the existence of the Well of Eternity—without the Well of Eternity, there would be no entire Kaldorei Empire.

"The Well of Eternity... Are those demons attracted by the Well of Eternity?"

Tyrande asked suspiciously.

"It's worse than that-obviously they were summoned purposefully... I think you already have a suspicious target, right? Can you tell me about your queen?"

Arthas asked Malfurion and Illidan—Tyrande had told himself Malfurion's suspicions before, and also said about the role of the night elf queen Azshara in that dream.

"That's just my guess, because...when the disaster happened, I saw in my dreams...the palaces of the upper elves seemed to be intact, and I didn't see the queen's guards fighting the terrible demons, so... "

Malfurion answered Alsace's question with a somewhat complicated tone-although he guessed that his queen might have played some less glorious role in this disaster, but... let an outsider break it like this, Marfa Leo still felt a little embarrassed.

"No matter who it is... If we can enter Essalyn and take a look, everything will be clear... I don't quite understand your system... Isn't that city that you can enter and leave at will?"

Alsace asked.

"Aisalin is not difficult to enter, but Empress Azshara's palace... We are not high-level elves. The only person in the entire city of Suramar who is qualified to enter is only Master Ravencrest, the owner of Black Raven Castle. ...I think Illidan and I have already told you about the plan."

Malfurion shook his head and said.

Arthas smiled bitterly-no matter where there is a distinction between classes, human beings are like this, it seems that night elves are no exception... It's just that Arthas did not expect that the distinction between classes among night elves is so harsh Such an extent.