Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

The sea breeze blew by, and golden leaves fell one after another.

The pale golden shadow of Kael'thas stood on the coast, quietly looking at the tombstone in front of him.

"The soul was taken away..."

He hummed like this, and then smiled:

"Sure enough, are you still in this world? Sylvanas..."

For the first time, Kael'thas was grateful for the inevitability of history.

Before Sylvanas died, he asked Onyxia to split Sylvanas in two, and the dead half slept here.

However, this death is not real death.

Even if the body is dead, it's okay if the soul is still alive.

Sylvanas still retains the surviving other half, and one day, Kael'thas will have the power to reunite them as one.

不 ...

If anything, as long as Sylvanas' soul is still alive, it's okay for her body to die completely.

The demigods of this world are the best reference.

Those demigods who died in the ancient war will be resurrected by the night elves in the future.

What they can do, there is no way Kael'thas can't do it.

"As long as your soul doesn't escape, one day I will be able to resurrect you completely."

Kael'thas squatted down and gently reached out to touch the tombstone.

But his hand passed through the tombstone - he had forgotten that this body was a false body.

After becoming the Sunwell, Kael'thas theoretically cannot escape from the Sunwell, at least he would never be able to do so before becoming the Well of Eternity.

The current shadow.It is condensed by the energy of the Sunwell that wanders in Quel'Thalas.

"Even Quel'Thalas won't be able to get out of here. It seems we need to find a way."

Kael'thas retracted his hand with some regret.

Just as he was about to leave, he remembered something again.

Sylvanas' soul should have been taken away by Ner'zhul now. According to the original direction, Sylvanas will take back her body and become the queen in the future.

Retrieve a rotting body?

【That won’t work. 】

Kael'thas frowned, then condensed energy from the air, and transferred it bit by bit to the corpse under the tombstone.

The power of these Sunwells would repair and sustain Sylvanas's dead body.And he can get a certain degree of contact with Kael'thas - he can directly contact every elf through the energy of the Sunwell.

The existence of magic addiction has now become a powerful advantage for Kael'thas.

After everything was completed, the shadow of Kael'thas disappeared with the wind.

His spirit returned to the Sunwell.Inside that high body.

"Finally connected to you..."

Before he opened his eyes, a familiar voice reached Kael'thas's soul.

"Nozdormu, long time no see."

He replied calmly in his heart.

"Ah. So it's been 200 years, allies..."

The Dragon King of Time nodded, and then shouted:

"I'm angry just talking about it. Why didn't you contact me directly after you became the Sunwell?"

Kael'thas shook his head.

A golden fragment traveled through time and space and was thrown in front of Nozdormu.

"To protect my soul, the system is broken and there is no way for me to find your location."

The Dragon King of Time received this answer.

"The system...that thing you and I have been studying together for 800 years?"

Nozdormu caught the fragment, took a look at it, and then crushed it into pieces:

"I've said it before. It's impossible to realize those fantastic ideas of yours. This thing is a defective product."

He snorted coldly.Then he became nervous again.

"Is your soul intact now?"

Kael'thas nodded.

"Nozdormu, what you and I agreed on at the beginning was that I would be reborn, right?"

His voice turned cold:

"You never told me about this situation."

Nozdormu was speechless.

"It takes too long to wait for you to be reborn and gain enough power to realize my dream."

He then explained quietly:

"Wouldn't it be best if I just let you become a god? And I lose my feelings. You will definitely be more capable..."

This made Kael'thas' heart sink.

Fortunately, Liadrin and the system are still there, otherwise he would really be killed by this 'ally'.

"I'm sure... your wish will come true."

So he promised word for word.

"I can rest assured that."

Nozdormu breathed a sigh of relief and hesitated for a while.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Say."

Kael'thas did not refuse.

"Are you Kael'thas now or..."

Nozdormu asked.

He waited for a few seconds before the answer came clearly.

"From the moment I chose to save her...I am Kael'thas..."

Kael'thas replied.

No matter who he was in the past, he only has one identity at the moment.

From birth to growth, step by step until now.He can no longer change his identity.

This answer made Nozdormu calm down.

He got the answer he wanted.

Since it is Kael'thas, even if there is no agreement, this elf prince will realize the long-cherished wish of the Time Dragon King - to save it from endless work.

[It’s up to you...ally...]

&nbssp;Nozdormu disappeared silently.

The Sunwell, next to the ruins being rebuilt.

[Why hasn’t His Highness woke up yet...]

Lor'themar squatted aside and looked up at Kael'thas in a daze.

She loved being here because Kael'thas saw her every time he woke up.

This little Highness who has become very powerful will never forget her existence again.

"Lor'themar..."

Sure enough, when Kael'thas spoke out again, he called out her name.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Lor'themar stood up energetically and asked with shining eyes:

"Do you have any orders?"

Kael'thas stared at her.

"Go outside to greet today's guests."

He ordered.

Lor'themar immediately responded.

She walked outside, and when she passed a sleeping lazy dragon, Lor'themar wanted to step on her wings spread out on the ground, but finally gave up.

She can't beat this black dragon princess.

Leaving the Sunwell all the way, we found today's guest - a young elf in golden armor - in front of the spellbreakers who defended themselves on the outside of the palace.

Lor'themar knew him.

Myra Dawn Blade was once a paladin.

Because the human mentor taught a traitor disciple who helped attack Quel'Thalas.The young elf gave up his identity as a paladin in disgrace.

But he is still using the power of the Holy Light - he comes to the Sunwell every few days to demonstrate the power of the Holy Light.

Kael'thas is studying this power and seems to be interested in extending it to the entire race.

[But why is she here? 】

Lor'themar also noticed the young cleric Liadrin next to Myra.

Wasn't this little priest recently assigned to help Solanli'an?Why did you come here?

Although a little confused.But Lor'themar was still on guard and the spellbreakers knocked them hard on the head - even pats on the shoulders had no effect.

"what..."

These spellbreakers felt the pain in their heads and immediately gave way.

"Your Highness lets you pass."

The lawbreakers knew the order without explanation.

It happens every time.It's sad that they still don't know what the truth is.

Lor'themar's low sense of presence can't even be seen through by spellbreakers.

Myra and Liadrin naturally don't know, but Myra has been here several times, so she can go directly with Liadrin.

Lor'themar was right behind them.

When they entered the Sunwell, the two visitors knelt down.

"Your Highness."

They greeted respectfully.

Kael'thas stared at the two men condescendingly.

"come yet?"

His soft smile.

"Myra, feel this power."

Kael'thas stretched out his hand, and golden light swirled in his hand, but it was slightly different from the fluctuations in the Sunwell.

The light fell and then fell on Myra's body.

"This, this..."

Myra suddenly opened her eyes wide in surprise:

"This is the power of the Holy Light. Your Highness, you succeeded!!"

Liadrin began to become nervous, and she immediately guessed the reason why Kael'thas asked her to come.

She no longer wants to be a priest and is currently learning some spell skills, but it seems Kael'thas has a better idea.

"The power of the priest is somewhat similar to that of the Paladin..."

really.Kael'thas then turned his gaze to her and smiled:

"Liadrin, instead of learning spells, how about becoming a Paladin?"

Even though there was no long hair blowing in the wind, this smile still shone with a dazzling golden color - exactly the same smile Liadrin had when she first saw the Elf Prince.

The smile that made her lose her mind for a moment was something Liadrin thought she would never see again.

But it still remains.Relying on the protection of others to stay.

Reluctant, guilty, sad...

Strong emotions surged in Liadrin's chest, and driven by them, she lowered her head.

"Please make me a paladin, your highness."

It is a request and a desire.

[Another story returns to its starting point. 】

Kael'thas thought this, and then walked down step by step, and walked to Liadrin's side.

[No, maybe there are some differences...]

He noticed the sword behind Liadrin.

Quel'Delar actually chose this girl to be its master...

The story is, after all, heading in a better direction.

"Liadrin..."

Kael'thas stretched out his hand and placed it on the little priest's head, touching it gently:

"It seems that I will never see you step on your skirt and salute again..."

Powerful holy light erupted from his hand, and then rushed toward Liadrin rapidly.

The little pastor's eyes turned red...

【Not forgotten】

[Your Highness has not forgotten...]

She cried and rejoiced in her heart, and then opened her arms wholeheartedly, embracing the power of the Holy Light.

Holy light is justice, holy light is faith...

But regardless of justice or belief, Liadrin just wants to tolerate everything with a protective heart.

She wants to protect this person who can no longer be lost...

This is her life, a life that must be protected with the blood of her enemies...RQ