Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

Flames hovered in the middle of the hall, and the overflowing energy was filtered through the rune stones and emitted.

"From now on, no one is allowed to disturb this place."

Heavily armed Morning Knights and Spellbreakers guarded this hall, leaving only a group of royal mages to work.

The Flame Strike and the Scabbard will serve as the source of life and magic for all the elves remaining in Draenor, providing continuous support for the Legion's war.

Because of this, it is subject to the strictest guard.

No one else - including Onyxia - can enter this hall without Kael'thas' permission.

"Huh, what's so amazing."

The black dragon princess who was kicked out walked on the dim street with her lips curled up.

"That's the inevitable choice."

Kael'thas' laughing voice rang in her ears.

He has returned to Quel'Thalas, but can still talk to others through feathers even without coming.

"The rune stone can cover the fluctuations of the flame strike, so that no one will notice the weakness of the elves."

He explained that Flame Strike is an important guarantee for the survival of the elves in Draenor, and of course, the highest defense can only be adopted.Not to mention outsiders, not many people in the entire expeditionary force would know its preparation position.

When Kael'thas entered the fortress, the rest of the people were deliberately left outside.

"Forget it, I don't care about this."

"But little guy, now that the sword has been placed, you should also make the clone, right?"

Onyxia flicked the golden feathers behind her ears with her fingers. People she met on the road always turned around, which made her feel weird.

She wanted to get rid of these feathers as soon as possible now.

"Well, stay far away before I do it."

Kael'thas made no objection.

The Black Dragon Princess then walked up. She walked past the city wall, passed through the bustling army, and then walked step by step to the highest terrace of Hellfire Fortress.

“It’s nice here!”

She stretched her body and gradually transformed into a tall, beautiful black dragon.

Although she did not fly into the sky, Onyxia still stretched her wings to her heart's content and howled a few words at the sky.

Only the original posture is the most suitable for her.

"This should be okay."

Kael'thas's voice spoke in her ear, and then her black skin began to glow with blue light.

The blue light seemed to make her transparent, and the four feathers spinning inside her body could be seen in the pentagram.

Nausea came over me.

The Black Dragon Princess felt that some of the flesh and blood in her body began to be pulled away, and the squirming feeling made her sick.

Fortunately, Kael'thas had made some preparations in advance, and his actions did not cause her any pain.

The clone cannot be formed with just four feathers. The most important thing is Onyxia's flesh and blood. Only in this way can her body provide energy for the clone.

The clone that Kael'thas is about to create is equivalent to Onyxia's attachment.

"What happened!"

The mutation of the black dragon attracted the attention of others, and Solan Lian and others quickly ran up.

They saw the black dragon surrounded by blue light and asked nervously.

Kael'thas had not told them these things in detail before, so at this moment Onyxia could only hold back the changes in her body to explain.

After hearing her explanation, others felt relieved.

After they dispersed the soldiers, they went down to work while paying attention to the situation of the clones.

However, the creation of this clone was not smooth. In this world where the power of the Sunwell cannot reach, Kael'thas used what can be said to be Onyxia's own energy, but there was no result for several hours.

Solanlian and others finished arranging the legion's personnel, and when they came up again, Onyxia had completely fallen to the ground.

Her wings covered the ground, and the entire terrace was wet with sweat.

The situation seems troublesome.

Adelin tried to ask a few questions, but the Black Dragon Princess's answers were all weak, which also made them stop this behavior.

A group of people were waiting on the terrace doing nothing.

Before dawn, the sky was suddenly shrouded in darkness.

They raised their heads, but found no dark clouds or dangerous magical aura. In the void of the sky, the stars seemed to be very close at hand.

However, the distorted light blocked their light, making the earth dark and dull.

Perhaps this is a natural phenomenon. When the light in the void moves, it will always encounter dim light at some point.

Of course, it was not the object of the elves' attention.

"The west side is indeed right..."

Their eyes were attracted by the strange scenery to the west.

When they came to this world, they vaguely felt the strangeness in the west, but the distance was too far and no one noticed anything unusual.

However, with the sudden darkness, everyone could vaguely see the scenery of the continent to the west.On the opposite side, which was dark and blocked by mountains, there was a silver beam of light rushing straight into the void.

Even though they were too far apart, they could only see a beam of light the size of a match, but its existence was indeed proven.

"What or who is that?"

Varela was a little uneasy.

She knew, like everyone else, that the view was unnatural.

p;"I'm sure...that's a creature."

Adelin answered aloud. She looked directly to the west and frowned: "I really want to feel it calling me."

Her words startled the others.

"Are you OK!"

"What did it say to you?"

They became nervous.

But Adelin also shook her head without knowing why.

"It's just a vague feeling."

This is how she comforts others.

However, these conversations happened to be overheard by Kael'thas.

Wrapped in the blue arcane ball, his clone gently landed on the ground, marking completion.

"That is the aggregation of holy light, Adelin, don't listen to their temptation."

He said with a hint of annoyance.

Kael'thas certainly knew where that light came from and who it belonged to.

That place is called 'Shattrath City', also known as the 'City of Holy Light'.It was originally a city belonging to the draenei. Before the orcs invaded Azeroth, they took the lead in launching a war against the draenei in Draenor.

Although the draenei held on to their capital, Shattrath City fell and the entire city was reduced to ruins.

It wasn't until Draenor was torn apart that a mysterious race called the Naaru came from the void and had a relationship with the Draeni. They restored Shattrath City to its former glory and recruited other races to fight against the Burning Legion. .

And that silver light is the light of Sha'tar, one of the leaders of the Naaru.

This race is completely different from other races. The body can be said to be a collection of holy light, and gods and gods float in the air and shine all day long.

They can indeed be said to be holy lights.

But Kael'thas didn't like them.

In the original history, it was the "mercy" and "brilliance" of this magic stick that made a group of elves betray him. Without those betrayers, how could Kael'thas end up in such a miserable end.

Although Naaru has always been a symbol of justice in the game, these guys have done nothing but shine and fool others into working hard.

Others are the ones doing the hard work, but I act as a god and accept the worship of others.

Due to prejudice, Kael'thas naturally didn't like this race.

Of course, the above can be said to be nonsense. The reason why he really doesn't like it is purely because there is an inevitable conflict between Naru and the current him.

They are also aggregation of elements and can also be given holy light. They were prone to conflicts before.

However, Kael'thas is very rational, and he still has to decide how Naaru will deal with it based on subsequent contacts.

After all, Naaru becoming an ally is also a very good choice.

"and many more..."

Suddenly a dark shadow flashed, and Allelia appeared in front of Kael'thas.

She stared at him: "Who are you?"

Kael'thas was stunned.

He looked at his little hands and frowned: "Onyxia has too little energy, so she can only do this."

"Is it weird?"

He looked at Allelia in confusion.

That round face, moist blue eyes, and tall little ears.

"Ah, your highness...it's the young prince, your highness!"

Adeline suddenly shouted.

She sputtered over and squeezed beside Allelia excitedly: "It is indeed Your Highness, your 8-year-old His Highness is like this!"

Adelin's face glowed, and her eyes filled with memories shone as she looked over.

Kael'thas felt a chill.

He took a step back and found that several girls in the distance were also approaching with interest.

"Don't come so close to me!"

He shouted in disgust, "Lor'themar, come and help me."

"As ordered, Your Highness."

The invisible hand immediately caught Kael'thas, then left, placing him in the air.

Kael'thas moved his butt, feeling that this should be Lor'themar's shoulder, but he wasn't sure.

This clone cannot see Lor'themar, but fortunately his soul still retains the memory.

"Quiet, are you done with your work?"

Kael'thas asked with a cold face.

However, his current juvenile figure is not intimidating when he speaks, but makes others feel weird.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Solan Lian answered first, she was the only one who remained calm.

Kael'thas smiled at her with satisfaction.

"Well..."

But for some reason, the astromancer took a step back as if he was attacked.

"..."

Kael'thas' smile immediately stiffened.

"I'm weird? Isn't it just that my body is a little smaller?"

"Don't make a fuss over little things!"

He cursed in annoyance, then turned his head and ignored these guys.

"Onyxia, are you okay?"

The Black Dragon Princess was still lying on the ground motionless, something was wrong.But Kael'thas has reduced the damage, so it shouldn't cause any trouble.

"I'm fine, I'm just tired."

Onyxia said in a state of exhaustion: "I will never help you create clones again. This must be more uncomfortable than laying a hundred eggs."