Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

The dark clouds smell of wind and rain...

Solanlian stood among the elves and suddenly turned her head and looked back.

A group of panic-looking soldiers came from the north...

【coming. 】

Solanlian sighed inwardly, and then looked at Kalia.

The human princess stood surrounded by all the paladins - a born king. Would she have expected the changes brought about by this news?

Solanlian estimated the time, and it was almost time for her to push the princess forward...

Maybe Kael'thas would hate her for it, but even if he did...

Solanlian still wanted to get the slightest chance for this prince.

Medivh had given her the answer, and it was up to her to fulfill the rest.

【Can not accept...】

[I cannot accept your ending...]

Solanlian squeezed her hands tightly and stared at Kalia.

The soldiers who came from the north knelt down in front of the human princess...

"Your Highness, a plague has broken out behind us!"

They reported this.

Darkness is coming...

Archimonde lowered his pace simply because he also sent demons to northern Lordaeron to spread the plague.

The huge plague continuously created undead from behind, plunging Lordaeron into fear and darkness.

Kallia and her troops were surrounded in Tirisfal Glades...

In the south, another plague also broke out at the same time.

When Varian and the team from the Dwarf Kingdom arrived in the wetlands, news of the fall of Nanhai Town came.

"Hahaha..."

On top of the ruins.Arthas looked at the dense zombies and laughed: "Without the ship, I wonder how those guys from the south will come here!"

He held Frostmourne in his hand, and wantonly sucked the souls from the fallen corpses everywhere.

Kael'thas regretted not making it in time.

When he was heading south to eliminate the undead, the news of the fall of Nanhai Town hit him like a storm.

Without the port, Alliance support would be impossible to arrive.

"Take it back!"

Kael'thas swore through gritted teeth.

But the human soldiers under his command began to waver.

These humans feared the undead and did not want to follow Kael'thas to further places.

They believed that Nanhai Town had fallen and they could not save it alone.

[How do these elves understand our fears? 】

These humans began to show a tendency to retreat.Movement is getting slower and slower.

Finally, when a death knight arrived, this uneasiness exploded.

What came before them was a death knight wearing silver armor—perhaps a paladin who died in Lordaeron.

"Are you guys going to keep going?"

He stays behind the undead.He shouted from a distance: "The same plague has broken out behind you, do you humans want to continue to move forward?"

The human soldiers broke out, and they openly defied Kael'thas's orders and began to retreat.

at last.Only Kael'thas and a few elves were left.

Kael'thas killed the death knight in anger, then summoned the hellfire and phoenix, paving the road ahead with flames.

Several legends, one holy level.

Kael'thas rushed to Nanhai Town with these people.

However, when he arrived, Arthas had already left.

There were no ships left and the port was completely destroyed...

Support is destined to be useless.

No, there is another place...

Kael'thas refused to give up this hope and turned towards the Arathi Highlands.

Before that, Alsace boarded a ship first.

He brought several ships filled with undead to the port of Menethil, and happened to meet Varian and others on the shore.

"Alsace!!"

Varian's angry voice was very pleasant to the death knight's ears.

"I don't think you need to call me so excitedly..."

Alsace's voice echoed throughout the port: "Nanhai Town has been destroyed by me, so you should not try to pass through here."

He smiled evilly.The blue light in the eyes is creepy.

But Varian was not afraid of this man at all.

"Even if there is no port, we can get there!"

He shouted, but it caused a new round of laughter from Alsace.

"is this okay?"

The death knight pointed in the direction, then narrowed his eyes and said, "I just sent a lot of undead down there with the plague."

"Oh... it went so smoothly thanks to the absence of those water ghosts in Kul Tiras."

Kul Tiras went north to help Lordaeron, which was a great help to Arthas.

Varian, Magni and others immediately changed their colors.

They learned about the dangers of the plague from intelligence.I don't dare to let these things break out in my own country.

"By the way, let me tell you one more thing..."

Arthas felt that this was not enough, and he continued: "The plague should have broken out in most areas of Lordaeron now. What you faced in the past was also surrounded by the undead..."

The final straw was struck.

Arthas smiled and left.

The ships in Menethil Harbor wanted to go out to pursue him, but were blocked by the undead ships.

A war broke out in this port, and the undead were eliminated.The port was also damaged.

There is only one way to the north.

But Varian and Magni had to give up. They refused to give up and returned to the south with anger to deal with the plague.

Needless to say, the results obtained by Kael'thas in the Arathi Highlands - it was very difficult for this small country to defend itself against the invasion of the undead.

At night, Lordaeron...

The plague was spreading in the north, Archimonde came from the south, and the Alliance's rescue was blocked.

Fear and helplessness surround all human beings.

"Get out of here..."

Someone suggested it, and it was echoed.

The nobles remembered Medivh's prophecy.Asked Kallia to lead her people to Kalimdor.

"That's your path."

They said so.

Countless paladins and nobles knelt around Kallia, begging her to move forward.

Refugees from the north also knelt.

Under the vast night sky, everyone knelt down except for the elf with blond hair and blue eyes.

The huge driving force of history even scares Solanlian.

[The future is determined and cannot be changed, we can only struggle with it. 】

Medivh's words echoed in the Astromancer's mind... and just like what he said, even without her actions.Kallia will eventually be pushed down this path by her people.

It’s just that Solanlian sped up the progress...

A little girl in rags arrives on the land.

She saw the kneeling crowd and staggered to Kalia holding her sword.

"Your Highness, your sword..."

The little girl had tears in her eyes.He raised the sword with both hands.

The bell flew to the front happily.

Kalia's pupils were wide open and she looked at the bell and the Ashbringer almost in disbelief.

All the Paladins' eyes turned to her...

His eyes were hot and crazy, watching her movements nervously.

But Kalia didn't extend her hand.

"I never believed in illusory destiny. But I don't think so now..."

Another voice sounded.

Among the refugees from the north, a middle-aged knight let go of his son and walked slowly towards Kalia.

The holy light swayed over him, illuminating a familiar face.

Tirion, Tirion Fordring...

He walked up to Kalia and stared at this junior.

"Pick up this sword. As long as you pick up this sword, the Silver Hand will not disband."

The paladin said this, and then looked around at the paladins around him.

"They need a new faith free from the influence of Uther and Arthas, and only you can do that."

Kalia bit her lip.

Solanlian came from behind.

"Pick it up!"

The high elf spoke coldly.

"but..."

Kalia turned her head and looked directly at the past: "You..."

Her words were interrupted by Solanlian's cold gaze.

"We don't need human help. You can't help either."

A sneer full of arrogance appeared on the corner of the star magician's mouth: "No matter how much you do, it is a useless sacrifice, and it will only make His Highness troubled."

Kalia was stunned.

The two looked at each other, and there was an unquestionable dispute in their eyes.

However, Kalia still noticed the darkness in Solanlian's eyes.

"you..."

She opened her mouth.

"You are a knight."

But Solanlian shouted out, shouting out with sharp eyes...

"You are just a knight. Don't forget the oath you swore back then!"

Kalia was overwhelmed by her persistence.

"Besides..."

But Solanlian lowered her voice and continued: "We, the elves, are also retreating from the ocean..."

After seeing that Kalia was still not shaken, Solanlian whispered her vow back then - this was memorized by the astrologer from the novel.

I swear to be kind to the weak. I swear to stand up to rape...

Kalia's eyes became complicated.

This is her oath, this is the sentence her mother recorded...

Everyone is looking at her, everyone is looking forward to her decision.

She had no choice in the first place...

But if she chooses this path, she will go further and further until she reaches a place where she can't see clearly.

The 8-year agreement is clearly only 1 year short...

'If your favorite person and people needed to be protected at the same time, which one would you protect first? '

The distant conversation echoed in her ears.

The answer has already been determined...

She could only choose that answer.

"I choose the people."

Kalia held out her hand.Trembling, fearful, and taking hold of the Ashbringer.

Powerful power filled Kalia's body, making her whole body shine.

The holy light poured out, illuminating the entire night sky warmly and brightly.

【So light...】

The heavy sword was lifted by her as if it had no weight at all, lifting it higher and higher...

All eyes were taken away by this girl who was as beautiful as the night sky.

From this moment on, the human princess is left in the corner of the story...

She buried her heart and gave herself to the country.

The Queen of the Silver Hand, the Queen of Lordaeron and Alterac, the Queen of the Two Kings of Humanity...

Royal power and military power were unified in this girl.