Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

The misty battlefield is also the battlefield of the soul.

Years have passed by now, and the battle for the Lich King's identity within Arthas at the top of the ice has come to an end.

In the vast spiritual wilderness, Arthas stood beside his parents, subordinates, and all the souls swallowed by Frostmourne. They won the final victory.

"You are so despicable..."

The defeated old orc shaman Ner'zhul knelt on the ground alone, and his body disappeared into smoke from the hole in his chest.

Until his death he still did not acknowledge this failure.

"Who can compare to you in terms of despicableness?"

Arthas watched his disappearance with a blank expression. With Ner'zhul's disappearance, the Lich King's complete power will be fully absorbed by him.

His figure began to twist, which was a sign that he was about to disappear from the spiritual wilderness.

"thank you all."

Before leaving, Alsace saluted and thanked the tens of thousands of people behind him.

Although it was not voluntary, Arthas was still the one who killed these people. The souls' selfless behavior of helping him made Arthas feel guilty.

"This is your victory, my son..."

Terenas reached out and touched Alsace's faded face:

"You can preserve your heart in the darkness and challenge the Lich King for justice... We are all proud of you..."

"Alsace, protect your sister."

The queen followed suit and stepped forward.

"Yes, mother."

Arthas saluted, his figure disappeared without a trace, and tens of thousands of souls were swallowed up again by a wave of darkness.

The ice at the top of the ice began to melt.

Arthas opened his eyes, and two blue flames suddenly burst out from his pitch-black helmet.

"Long time no see."

The young voice reached his ears, and when Arthas' vision became clearer, he saw chains of flames in front of him binding all the defenders, including skeletons, lichs, and death knights.

"Did you help me?"

Arthas looked up at Kael'thas who was sitting on the chain swinging his legs.

"That's right, your fight with him was too tough, so I helped you out."

Kael'thas nodded.

This was also the reason why Ner'zhul said Arthas was despicable when he was dying. The battle between the two of them had reached a stalemate, but suddenly a force attacked Ner'zhul, allowing Arthas to easily win.

"Why help me?"

Arthas stood up from the cold throne, holding his Frostmourne in hand.

He didn't understand the reason for Kael'thas' move. In terms of emotion and reason, the Elf Prince seemed to have no reason to help him.

"Why do I help you? This reason is complicated..."

Kael'thas shook his head regretfully. To find out the specific reason, he would have to tell Arthas what happened during this period. This would be too troublesome.

So he thought for a moment and finally said:

"You can think of it this way: I want to see a scene - a scene where a brother and sister fight each other."

An interesting smile appeared on his lips.

There is no doubt that Deathwing, who has absorbed the power, is no match for the Aspect Dragons and the group. Kael'thas decided to add a companion to him-that is, Arthas.

Isn't it something that people look forward to when siblings fight each other?

"Do you think I will do what you want?"

Alsace's divine light flashed, and then murderous intent surged in his heart.

His sister Calia loved this man so much, but this man treated her like a toy - Arthas couldn't stand it.

But he has no choice.

"You will do as I wish."

Kael'thas just waved his hand, and the powerful impact knocked Alsace away, breaking the ice of the entire mountain range, and stopped at the last moment.

Arthas had never been so shocked as he was today.

He took a step back to reach the cliff, and the cold wind blowing there was biting.

"Look over there..."

The chain of fire pierced through the ice, and Kael'thas flashed out of thin air beside Arthas.

He stood on the fire chain, with a cliff at his feet and another towering glacier a few hundred meters in front of him.

Alsace turned around stiffly, and then saw Kael'thas wave his hand gently. The huge glacier in front immediately shattered, and the white snow covered the sky and dyed the world into a pure color.

Powerful, unparalleled power.

"I can destroy everything about you in an instant and bury all your people under the snowfield forever."

Kael'thas' voice was relaxed and natural, as if he was saying something trivial.

He glanced sideways, and Arthas immediately became immobilized.

"I see..."

The newly born Lich King opened his mouth with difficulty and chose to surrender:

"I will obey your orders."

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At the same time, thousands of ships set off from Kalimdor.

These are soldiers from all races, now marching to prevent Kael'thas' destruction.

The guardian dragons are still working on resurrecting the ancient demigods, so this team is mainly composed of tribes and alliances.

The Legion's command center is on a ship with two flags. Most of the leaders of the Horde and Alliance gather here, which makes the atmosphere on the ship very stiff.

Soldiers wearing different military uniforms stood on both sides of the ship, clearly distinguishable from each other.

Even in the command hall, the tables and chairs of the Horde and Alliance were on both sides, divided by two flags.

However, they had to help each other to complete many tasks, so a very strange scene appeared in the hall.

"Miss Alleria, please take this over."

"Gianna, they still need to process this document."

With the forces at odds with each other, the two women became their buffer.

Alleria, who has a good relationship with the Alliance, helps the tribe pass documents, while Jaina, who has a relationship with Thrall, helps the alliance pass things to the tribe.

After a while, both of them were a little tired.

Alleria's temperament was the most intolerable to this kind of work. She glanced at Jaina and then patted her on the shoulder:

"The rest is up to you."

Without waiting for a rebuttal, Alleria quickened her speed and left immediately under Jaina's resentful eyes.

When she left the command hall, she suddenly felt much less stuffy.

"Alleria."

Another person then came out, but she was not Jaina but Sylvanas.

"Why did you come out?"

Alleria was puzzled.

"There are two women opposite me who have been staring at me, except Kalia... Why is there another night elf?"

Sylvanas frowned, she had no idea what Kael'thas was doing in the Emerald Dream.

"Ah, it's normal... Who told Nozdormu that gossip king to tell the truth about you and His Highness?"

Alleria was smiling but not smiling at all. She wanted to kill Nozdormu now.

Before leaving Kalimdor, Nozdormu held a "Research Conference on Kael'thas the Destroyer" like a movie. For the purpose of research, he completely recounted Kael'thas' deeds from childhood to adulthood. Told it once.

To be honest, there is no one in the world who understands Kael'thas' experience better than him.

But Alleria was very dissatisfied with the time dragon's behavior in exposing His Highness the Prince. She even thought the dragon was a voyeur.

"I didn't expect it to be like this...and Kalia's decision also surprised me."

Sylvanas smiled bitterly.

Kalia decided to stop Kael'thas with others, as if she had promised someone long ago.

But will this operation really succeed?

You must know that Kael'thas is now incredibly powerful.

"I said, Sylvanas..."

Alleria looked at the ocean and stretched, suddenly interrupting Sylvanas' thoughts.

"Ok?"

Sylvanas looked over in confusion.

From the afterglow from the side, she noticed for the first time the cold light shining in Alleria's eyes.

"I'm not with you because I agree with you, but to see what you are doing."

Alleria's voice became a little melancholy:

"If it turns out that you are hurting His Highness..."

"I will stop you."

She turned around, looking so cold and solemn for the first time since they met again.

At this moment, Alleria did not regard Sylvanas as her beloved sister.

"why..."

Sylvanas sighed:

"Or is it the same for you..."

She suddenly realized that she had never seen through Alleria's true heart - what really existed in her sister's heart.

Perhaps no one has ever discovered it.

"It doesn't matter if it's the same or different, but no one told you that?"

Alleria raised her lips, teasingly:

"Your Highness is not yours alone."

"and..."

She lowered her head to Sylvanas' ear and whispered:

"Actually, I really enjoyed the past hundred years of competing with you."

Maybe she was sad, maybe she was regretful, but Alleria never felt bored once in the past time.

Even if they stand in different positions, they have always been fighting. Only this fighting spirit has made two talented female commanders.

"..."

Sylvanas was stunned for a long time, and then she laughed softly:

"What a coincidence, so am I..."

Maybe it would be nice for the two of them to have a lifelong feud.

Sylvanas couldn't help but wanted to say something provocative, but as soon as she opened her mouth, a strange vibration appeared in her heart.

"Ow—"

The roar of a giant dragon was heard in the distance. The crowd looked over there and saw a black dragon flying over with a petite figure.

"another me..."

Sylvanas felt something, and Alleria was not slower than her.

"Are you bastards blind? All of you stop attacking!!"

She yelled for the surrounding soldiers to give up the attack, and then looked at the sky with gleaming eyes.

"Here, sister is here!"

Alleria raised her hands and shouted without any image, no matter what, she is still a girl control at heart.

The black dragon noticed them and flew down.

"Meet you again, both of you."

In mid-air, Onyxia transformed into an elf form, and landed on the deck holding the 'light side' Sylvanas in her hands.

There was no joy of reunion on her face.

"I'm sorry, but I have some bad news..."

"We just received a magical message from Solanlian. The little guy seems to have sealed his heart in the Sunwell." RS