My Frostmourne can't be so cute

From this point of view, Arthas felt that Azshara, the queen of night elves, was not a good ruler—his father had told him that even the most powerful king could not be separated from him. Subjects exist alone.

"I don't think your plan has any feasibility-the power of those demons cannot be underestimated-it is very likely that you will never be able to get out after you enter."

Arthas thought for a while and said to Malfurion.

"Do you have a better way?"

Illidan suddenly asked-he had to admit that this human stranger did know something, but... Besides sneaking into Essalin's palace with a risky method... Is there any way to confirm what is happening there? Everything?

"If you just want to see what happened in Essalyn... There are many spells that can do this... What I am more concerned about is, once this is confirmed, what do you plan to do?"

Arthas shook his head and asked.

"What do you mean?"

Malfurion asked quickly.

"That is to say... If those demons do come, and your nobles act as guides in it... Then how do you resist? Do the night elves have enough power to stop them from further invading the world? ?"

Arthas reminded Malfurion-whether 10,000 years ago or 10,000 years later, Arthas knew that night elves played an important role in preventing the invasion of the Burning Legion-but apparently only night elves Not enough, Alsace thought of some helpers he could use, such as...

"Otherwise? Don't rely on us to stop this from happening, do you count on you humans? We don't even know where your kingdom is."

Illidan said in a slightly mocking tone.

"My people are really powerless...they are too far away...but you should look for some other helpers, such as... the dragon, for example..."

Alsace explained.

"You mean the dragon? But... we don't have much contact with the dragon, and so does my teacher... I don't think the dragon will be on our side at this time."

Malfurion shook his head and said-in his impression, the dragon is a powerful, noble and proud creature, but it does not have much intersection with the night elves.

"This kind of thing can be discussed later... If we can assemble a force, we can stop what is happening in Isalin's palace... IMHO, you don’t want to see the army of demons come. In this world."

Arthas shook his head and said.

"But we are not sure if it is happening there..."

Malfurion quickly refuted Arthas's words, but soon he interrupted himself and fell silent.

Malfurion didn't know why he did this—he believed in what happened in his dream, and coupled with the confirmation of the human gentleman, Malfurion felt that there was almost no need for investigation.

But as Mr. Alsace mentioned—Malfurion knew that his previous thoughts were too simple—the point of the problem was not how to find out what happened to Essalyn, but... …After knowing the truth?

Azshara is the queen of the night elves. Her prestige among the commoners is almost equal to that of the gods; the high-level elves are the nobles among the night elves. Except for a few talented common people like Illidan, this class includes almost all The high lords, the most powerful wizards and scholars... (To be continued.)

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Malfurion didn't know how the night elf kingdom would survive this disaster if his dream became a reality-their ruling class had betrayed their people, so what could the people do?

"Now we can't confirm..."

Malfurion obviously said without much confidence.

"The more important point is... we still can't fully trust you, stranger... why are you so familiar with the demon army that we have never heard of? Why are you here exactly at this point in time? You have never doubted Malfurion’s dreams? I don’t think anyone can understand that demon legion like you...unless they are themselves."

Illidan frowned and looked at Arthas and said.

"Are you suggesting... Am I a member of the Burning Legion?"

Arthas couldn't help laughing-even though he was still young, Illidan didn't know what introversion was like he had seen before. He was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, but...too much Recklessly.

"Otherwise how do you explain what you know about them? Haven't you been in contact with them?"

Illidan expressed his doubts.

"Just as you night elves can use spells, we humans also have wizards... Those wizards will attract the attention of these demons while using arcane power... From the moment the spell was born in human history, our wizards We are fighting those demons...sometimes, it is not necessary to be one of them to understand them."

Arthas came up with an excuse for Illidan to be perfunctory-but it is interesting-humans did not use spells at first, it was the high elves who split from the night elves who taught them the spells. And I am showing to these night elves the knowledge about spells accumulated by humans 10,000 years ago...

"You humans can also use spells?"

Illidan asked with some surprise—he always thought that spells were the unique ability that the Well of Eternity bestowed on the night elves—he didn't expect that these humans could also use spells.

"Of course, although I am not a magician, but... Xiaoshuang can use many spells."

Arthas took out the identity of Frostmourne "Mage" again to fool people... No, fooling the night elves-anyway, Frostmourne's peculiar abilities can only be explained in this way.

"Prove it to us."

Illidan looked at Frostmourne—he knew that this slightly petite black-haired woman was the fiancée of the human in front of him—but he still didn't believe that anyone other than night elves could use spells.

"Huh... ignorant elf..."

Frostmourne did not have a good impression on Illidan—even though Illidan now knows nothing about it, but ten thousand years later, Frostmourne in the original flow of time helped Arthas defeat the same time. Illidan, the “Eye of Sargeras” and the “Skull of Gul'dan,” Frostmourne, of course, would not give him a favor for this guy who succumbed to Kil'jaeden, the deceiver of the Burning Legion leader, who came to threaten his master’s safety Face——Since this arrogant elf likes to challenge the authority of his master so much, then...

Frostmourne snorted coldly, stood up, and walked behind Arthas-no spells were needed, and there was no fluctuation of magical power. A chill of cold was released from the body of the little magic sword, like a burst Like a hurricane, it hit Illidan.

Neither Tyrande nor Malfurion were affected, but Illidan...for a second he was still questioning whether the other party could use spells, but the next moment, he seemed to be thrown into the winter lake naked/naked. , The bitter cold deep into the bones made Illidan shiver uncontrollably.

"Okay, Xiaoshuang..."

Arthas keenly noticed Illidan's sudden reaction-he didn't know what spell Frostmourne was using to torment Illidan-whether it was a frost spell or a soul spell, but... Arthas had always treated Illidan. There is no strong dislike, and there is no need to treat Illidan in this time stream. In order to avoid causing Tyrande and Malfurion to rebound, Arthas felt that Frostmourne should not hurt Illidan. .

"Good host."

Frostmourne nodded, and then ended the attack on Illidan-now Illidan is nothing more than a slightly talented night elf mage. It is still too reluctant to withstand the pressure of Frostmourne. .

"Ilidan? Are you okay?"

Malfurion also noticed something wrong with his brother's expression-he didn't expect that Illidan had just provoked the petite, blue-dressed human woman, and then he could only frown tightly and put his arms around him. I don't know. It seemed that he was hurt, and he couldn't stand up straight.

"It's okay... now it's alright... just... what kind of spell is it?"

Illidan pushed away Malfurion who wanted to help him. He stared at Frostmourne in amazement, his tone was full of doubts, puzzles, and even a little...excitement.

Illidan certainly didn’t have a bad taste of night elves, but... in his opinion, Frostmourne was not very old, but the kind of magic just shown... Illidan didn’t hear any spells, either. Did not see any gestures to cast spells...

As a mage, Illidan knew that this could only show that the human girl’s achievements in spells had already far exceeded his comprehensible scope-this somewhat discouraged Illidan, but it did not make him feel desperate. ——Ilidan believed in his talent, he just couldn't see his upper limit.

But now Illidan has a new goal to chase-not his brother Malfurion, not any powerful wizard or moon guard... Illidan believes that one day he will be like the human in front of him. The same as a girl—getting rid of those bloated spells and rituals, with a single stroke of a hand, a single shot, they can release the magic of arcane at any time...

"Ms. Frost... Illidan... is nothing wrong, right?"

Tyrande looked at Frostmourne with pleading eyes and asked--she was a little worried about Illidan's state--because he looked a little bit ungrateful...

"This guy is okay, even if you want to kill him, it will be 10,000 years later, huh..."