Traveling through World of Warcraft

While the regent, grand magister and general ranger were discussing in full swing, Chen Yu suddenly remembered something very important. His expression suddenly became serious, he put his hands on the table and leaned forward slightly.

Chen Yu interrupted their discussion and said softly: "Sorry, Your Majesty the Regent, I forgot a very important thing. After I finish the things at hand, I will bring you new allies." He There was a hint of remorse and determination in his tone.

The regent, grand magister and general ranger stopped their discussion. Their eyes were all focused on Chen Yu, with expressions of surprise and expectation on their faces.

Chen Yu smiled slightly and explained: "I have been in contact with some forces before, and they have expressed a strong interest in our cause. I believe they will become our strong allies and contribute to the future of Silver Moon City. "

After saying that, Chen Yu stood up, nodded to them, and then walked out of the hall. His steps were firm and confident, as if he was carrying an important mission.

Everyone in the ceremony watched Chen Yu leave, filled with expectations and hopes. They know that Chen Yu has always been their mainstay, and his actions and decisions can always bring new opportunities and changes to Silver Moon City.

After Chen Yu walked out of the hall, his steps were firm and fast. As he walked through the streets of Silvermoon City, people cast curious glances at him, but he did not stop.

Soon, he arrived at the teleportation circle in the center of the city. This is a complex network of magical energy that can transport people to various places instantly.

Chen Yu stood in the center of the teleportation circle. He gently closed his eyes and concentrated. He began to chant ancient spells, directing the magical energy to flow around him.

Following his spell, the teleportation circle began to shine brightly. Ripples of energy rippled across the ground, forming a circular aperture.

When the aperture reaches the maximum brightness, Chen Yu's figure gradually becomes blurred. Finally, a flash of light flashed across, and he disappeared into Silver Moon City.

During the instant transmission, Chen Yu felt the distortion and stretching of time and space. He seemed to be in an illusory tunnel, with lights flashing around him.

When the dizziness from the teleportation disappeared, Chen Yu opened his eyes. He found himself standing outside the gate to the city from Lordaeron. There is a vast plain in front of you, and towering mountains can be seen in the distance.

Chen Yu took a deep breath, feeling the fresh air and the breath of freedom. He knew that he was already far away from the crisis and busyness of Silvermoon City.

He looked up at the sky. The sun hung high above his head, casting a warm light. Chen Yu is full of confidence and determination. He believes that in Lordaeron, he will find new allies and bring hope to the future of Silvermoon City.

Chen Yu stood on a platform. He looked around and found that the scenes here were exactly the same as those in the movie, which made him sigh. The only difference was that he was standing behind Sylvanas and Kel'Thuzad.

Chen Yu had some doubts in his heart. He wanted to know if someone was standing behind him. So, he looked back and found that he was standing at the highest position and there was no one else behind him.

Varimathras: "It's been half a year, and there's still no news about Archimonde's attack on Mount Hyjal. It's really worrying."

Balnazir: "Yes, we know nothing about the situation on the battlefield, and we don't know whether Archimonde needs our support."

Deselok: "Maybe we should take the initiative to send some spies to investigate, or contact members of other legions to see if there is any new information."

Varimathras: "You are right, we can't just wait and find a way to understand the situation on the battlefield."

Balnazel: "But if we act without permission, will it cause Archimonde's dissatisfaction? After all, he wants us to obey his orders."

Deselok: "We can tactfully raise our concerns to him and ask him to allow us to take some actions to obtain more information. After all, we are also thinking about the victory of the Legion."

Varimathras: "Okay, then let's go meet Archimonde and explain our thoughts to him. I hope he can understand our difficulties."

Banazir: "Let's go, let's act as soon as possible, time waits for no one."

Deselok: "May our actions bring victory to the Legion!"

On a mysterious and dark platform, the breath of the undead permeates the entire space. Sylvanas and Kel'Thuzad stood together, their figures shrouded in shadows, but exuding a majestic aura.

Sylvanas's voice was low and powerful, with a hint of cruelty: "The news of Archimonde's defeat has not yet reached the ears of the Dread Lords. This surprises me."

Kel'Thuzad nodded slightly, his face hidden under the hood, only his eyes flashing with evil light: "It's really surprising. Logically speaking, they should be the first to get the news. Maybe it's due to the chaos of the war. The news was delayed.”

Sylvanas frowned, tapping her fingers on the hilt of her sword: "No matter what, we can't sit still and wait for death. The Dread Lords are an important force in the Burning Legion. If they haven't realized Archimonde's failure yet, , we must take action."

Kel'Thuzad nodded in agreement: "You are right, Sylvanas. We need to pass this news to them as soon as possible to let them know that their leader has failed. This will shake their belief and set the stage for our further development." Action creates opportunity.”

Silvanas' eyes were firm, and she looked into the distance, as if she had seen the battle in the future: "Then we will set off immediately, find the Dread Lords, and tell them personally the news of Archimonde's defeat. Let them feel the despair and Chaos!”

Kel'Thuzad smiled slightly, his voice full of malice: "Yes, let the Dread Lords pay for their blindness and ignorance. We will be the terminators of the Burning Legion!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, then turned and left the platform. Their figures gradually disappeared into the darkness, leaving only endless conspiracy and malice.

Suddenly, Alsace came to the platform riding Invincible. He expressed his gratitude to the dreadlords for taking care of his kingdom.

One of the Dreadlords said, "What are you doing here?"

Arthas' voice was cold and firm, and his eyes scanned the Dread Lords: "I'm here to convey an important message. Archimonde has been defeated."

The Dread Lords looked at each other with expressions of surprise and suspicion on their faces.

Varimathras said: "How is this possible? Archimonde is invincible, how could he fail?"

Arthas sneered, his eyes full of contempt: "Archimund's failure has become a fact. His pride and greed led to his destruction. Now, the Burning Legion has lost their leader, their power It’s falling apart.”

The dreadlords began to fall into chaos and unrest, and their confidence began to waver.

Varimathras: "Then what should we do now? We don't have Archimonde's leadership, how should we act?"

Arthas raised his hand and motioned for them to quiet down: "Now is the time for you to make a choice. You can continue to be loyal to the Burning Legion and go to destruction with them. Or, you can join me and fight for a new goal. .”

The Dreadlords fell into deep thought and began to weigh the pros and cons.

Varimathras: He said we would come back, and then he disappeared, followed by the other two Dreadlords.