Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

Edana's surrender added extra benefits to Kael'thas.

However, he knew very well that this gain was of no help now. A single North Spring Harpy was not even as important as a legendary professional.

Kael'thas' real goal is for the entire world of harpies to join. When all harpy clans - hundreds of thousands of people - surrender, the benefits they bring will increase dramatically.

As long as they find ways to help the harpies improve their individual strength, they will surely become very useful subordinates.

In this world, there are not many subordinate races that can be conquered so easily and maintain absolute control.What's more, all Kael'thas has to do is just an illusory agreement.

So he was very happy to see Edana submit, and then issued his first order - to gather all the harpy clans.

He didn't need Edana to conquer other harpies through violence, but he asked her to contact and gather the leaders of other clans for further development.

After issuing this order, Kael'thas teleported Edana back to Feralas.

He sent a notice to Solanlian and others in the ancient city of Elrethalas, asking them to secretly help the Harpy's actions.

After completing all this, he turned his attention back to the internal affairs of Quel'Thalas.

The last clone had been destroyed in the Well of Eternity, and Kael'thas had to make a new one.

This clone is still a legend. Unfortunately, the Saint level seems to have very high requirements for physical integrity, and his skills are still not up to it.

"too weak."

Kael'thas looked at the separation ahead and felt very dissatisfied.

The legendary doppelgänger.There is no guarantee that he will take the initiative next time he faces Illidan.

"Let me disperse."

He waved his hand, smashing the new body that was finally made into golden light and disappearing.

How can we make the clone stronger?

Kael'thas began to think hard.

Before he could figure it out, the Flame Strike floating around him suddenly shone with light and trembled.

"Ok?"

Kael'thas looked at the holy sword with some confusion.

Is there something you want to tell him?

He then reached out his hand and gently grasped the hilt of the Flame Strike sword.

"Yan—"

The sword hissed, transmitting its thoughts.

"Want a scabbard?"

Kael'thas opened his eyes slightly in surprise, and then an idea flashed.

I see--

"Haha, scabbard. What a great idea!"

He praised the holy sword without hesitation, then let go of his hand and let it float in front of him.

Kael'thas had fallen into a misunderstanding before: what he needed was not the physical strength of the clone, but the overall strength of the clone.

If you can't make the clone become very powerful.Then give him the powerful weapon.

Before this, the power of holding a clone of Flame Strike to kill a saint-level professional was enough. The only flaw was that Flame Strike could not be used for a long time.

And if you create a clone that fits well with Flame Strike, you can use the Holy Sword without any scruples.So the effect is not the same?

Scabbard, Kael'thas' heart moved.

He wants to make his clone into a scabbard that can use flaming strikes at will, so that no demigod can defeat him!

Kael'thas immediately took action as soon as he thought of it.

He used the Flame Strike as the core, added several phoenix feathers, and some of the blood he gave up again.

After working on it for a long time, the new clone was made again.

This clone is no different from the original body, but beneath its slender and thin appearance, it hides the most terrifying weapon in the world.

"finished..."

Kael'thas looked at the clone with satisfaction, and then the main body returned to the air and fell into a deep sleep again.

Golden bubbles emerged.Protecting his body, it can prevent any accidents.

The clone then opened its eyes.

In an instant, lightning flashed, and a strong murderous aura filled the entire palace.

Kael'thas frowned - he wasn't used to the power within his body yet.

"Strike of Flame!"

With the palm of his hand upward, the Flame Strike emerged a little bit strangely.

It spun excitedly in the air, and Kael'thas caught it.It's like merging into one.

no side effects--

He retracted the flame strike with peace of mind, completely covering up his aura, and transformed into a legendary mage again.

"It's time to go back to Silvermoon City and take a look."

Kael'thas looked at the sky to the north. The Blue Dragon King still hadn't come back, so he decided to go to Silvermoon City and wait.

He stamped his feet in the air, and his clone rose into the sky.Fly towards Silver Moon City.

This clone has actually undergone some wonderful changes. The way it travels now is more like the flight of a sword than the teleportation and floating of a mage.

In fact, the mage's skills are still there, but Kael'thas instinctively knows the new method. This feeling is amazing.

The golden light streaked across the ocean and quickly flew towards the Sun Chasing Tower.

Before going to meet the others, Kael'thas was going to see Sylvanas first.

However, before he reached the window of that room, his whole body hit the brakes in shock.

The fragrance of flowers in the courtyard floated up, and the smiling woman held the window edge and looked over with soft eyes.

"Kael'thas..."

With a familiar voice and timbre, Sylvanas stood like this, her blond hair fluttering in the wind.

Over the past few months, this woman's beauty has not diminished at all.

However, after waiting for so long, Kael'thas no longer knew what was filling his heart. It was too much, too confusing, and too complicated...

All he did was make one move.

"Welcome back."

His figure disappeared, then appeared in front of Sylvanas, hugging her tightly.

"Welcome back, Sylvanas...sister..."

Smelling the familiar fragrance of his hair, Kael'thas said happily.

She cheated on him, but he didn't complain at all - because he knew how long this woman had been with him.

From birth, growth, war...

No matter when it is.Sylvanas was by his side.

"As expected, you already know, Kael'thas..."

Although a little surprised, Sylvanas also hugged Kael'thas.

"I just woke up and heard you calling me sister. Maybe the deep sleep during this period is not bad."

She said happily.

Kael'thas smiled bitterly.

"You can't sleep any longer, as this will cause many people trouble."

He looked at Vereesa who was lying on the bed. The girl in charge of taking care of her fell asleep again - it should be the bed where Sylvanas put her after waking up.

Kael'thas walked out of Sylvanas' arms.

"How long have you been awake?"

He then asked curiously.

"Just got up."

Sylvanas adjusted his clothes gently, and then replied:

"I don't understand what happened. The blood in my body was very restless last night, and I woke up in the morning..."

There is no doubt that it is the influence brought by the Well of Eternity.

It's still morning.Kael'thas looked at Sylvanas's slightly confused eyes, but still said nothing to comfort him.

When Sylvanas lost consciousness, she was still at the time of Archimonde's invasion, and she didn't know what happened during these days.Including Kael'thas's matter, he didn't want to talk about it with his own mouth.

The two of them woke up Vereesa who was still sleeping. When the little ranger saw Sylvanas waking up, she jumped up with joy.

"I'm going to write a letter to tell Sister Alleria the news. She will definitely go crazy with joy!"

After Vereesa said a few words, she thought of her eldest sister and couldn't wait to take action.

"You take Sylvanas to clean up first. She hasn't had a bath for a while, right?"

Kael'thas interrupted Vereesa's excitement, and then said:

"I will inform Alleria, don't worry."

He said this.Vereesa naturally did not dare to disobey.

"Okay, Your Highness!"

She accepted the task with some embarrassment, and then dragged Sylvanas outside.

Kael'thas also walked out.

"I'll find you later."

Sylvanas said this, and then walked aside with Vereesa.

"Father!!"

Suddenly, An Weina with pink makeup and a princess dress rushed over from the other side.

"Your Highness, little princess. Slow down!"

Some mages followed her nervously.

Upon hearing these voices, Sylvanas' body immediately turned into a stone statue before she could walk far.

She turned her head stiffly and turned pale when she saw Anweina throwing herself into Kael'thas's arms.

"...I slept...how long..."

She asked with dull eyes.

"A few months, what happened?"

Vereesa tilted her head and answered somewhat unclearly.

"How many months!?"

Sylvanas's eyes widened suddenly.She pointed at Anweina tremblingly, with a hint of crying:

"You mean that child was born a few years ago?"

how can that be!

Which woman could avoid her constant surveillance and break into Kael'thas' arms silently?

Sylvanas felt like she was going crazy.

"Oh, you mean Anweina."

Vereesa now understood what her second sister was talking about.

Her face changed slightly, and she immediately waved her hands and explained:

"No, you misunderstood! Anweina is not His Highness's biological daughter."

"Actually, for some reasons, she is now His Highness's adopted daughter."

Adoption?

Sylvanas's eyes suddenly lit up again, and her whole face broke out into a smile.

"That's it, tell me earlier."

She patted her chest a little relaxedly:

"Scared me..."

Vereesa looked at Sylvanas strangely.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that this second sister seemed to have a different personality than before.

But there is nothing wrong with memory and speech.

"Vereesa."

Sylvanas interrupted Vereesa's thoughts, then pointed at Anweina and smiled:

"Go and call the child to take a bath with her. I want to see her."

【Get along well with that child. 】

She thought happily.

Vereesa looked at Anweena and the somewhat troubled Kael'thas.

[His Royal Highness the Prince will definitely be happy to let Anweina leave. 】

She was convinced of this and nodded:

"I'll go right away." RS