War Hymn of Warcraft [WOW] - Chapter 63

“My child, we are proud of you!” Uther’s last words echoed in everyone’s ears. At this moment, the holy light had reached its peak, shining on the newborn Lich King.

Jaina also broke away from Alsace’s embrace at some point, staring blankly at this scene. Thrall, Malfurion, Zhan Zhixing…all the heroes who can feel the call of Azeroth have heard the joy from Azeroth and the admiration from the world.

“This is… a new demigod… a new myth…” Velen couldn’t help muttering to himself as he looked at everything in front of him.

Velen has never looked down on the natives of Azeroth. The Argus he was born in is completely different from the Eredars who had not yet fallen back then and the natives of Azeroth in front of him. If Argus is the real high-magic plane, then Azeroth undoubtedly needs to be called a low-magic plane. Even so, among the Eredar people, only the Big Three of Eredar reached the level of demigod: Kil’jaeden, Archimonde, and Velen himself.

The strength of Velen’s demigod has long been dissipated after thousands of years of wandering. Even after coming to Azeroth, Velen had a chance to breathe, and he is still hovering at the level of a hero. This short-lived race on the low-magic plane actually gave birth to a demigod in just a few decades. No wonder the naaru would say that this world is the only hope to end the Burning Legion.

In the distance, Fort Dauntless, the Alliance’s garrison in Northrend. The paladins who were desperately resisting the natural disaster found that the holy light that was originally destructive to these undead suddenly didn’t work. However, the Scourge Corps no longer attacked the living, and all the Scourge put down their weapons one after another, and stayed in place in a daze. Centering on Icecrown Citadel—to be precise, centering on Alsace, an orange beam of light bloomed, and the soul fire of every Scourge warrior swept by the beam turned from blue to red, It seems to indicate their abandoning evil and pursuing good.

And Alsace in the center stared blankly at the sword in his hand, and a name instantly appeared on his lips:

“Frostmourne…no, Sigh of Light!”

The blade in Alsace’s hand made a sound at the right time, and the voice of Naruk Ure, who had helped Zhan Zhixing back then, echoed in everyone’s ears:

“As expected, I was not mistaken, Zhan Zhixing. Thank you, thank you for creating a new myth for us to fight against the army of the Burning Legion.”

“The new myth…it’s just unbelievable…”

Only then did everyone realize that at some point, the Red Dragon Queen and Life-Binder Alexstrasza appeared on the top floor of the Icecrown Citadel with her dragon army. The Red Dragon Queen landed slowly on the steps of the Frozen Throne, transforming into a high elf woman. And his chief spouse, Cleostrasz, also turned into the appearance of the sorcerer Krasus, appearing in everyone’s sight.

“Unexpectedly, apart from the myths that the Titans gave us back then, such as the Focusing Rainbow, the Hourglass of Time, and the Emerald Dream, a new mythical item was born in front of my eyes today.” Alexstrasza walked in front of Alsace , caressing the former magic blade with his hand, “I can feel its original appearance. I didn’t expect it to go further after countless baptisms of pure souls. It’s incredible.”

“Myth?” Everyone present, except Velen, heard this word for the first time, and couldn’t help but look at each other.

Krasus saw everyone’s doubts, and explained the term for his partner: “Just like there can only be one legendary item in a timeline, as a mythical item, no matter how the timeline changes, it will be in the entire timeline.” There can only always be one section of the timeline. Each mythical item corresponds to a piece of ‘myth’, such as the Well of Eternity in Azeroth, the time hourglass used by the bronze dragons to guard time, and the blue dragons used to control the timeline. The focusing rainbow of magic, the Emerald Dream where the green dragons control dreams… Unexpectedly, in Azeroth, Arthas, a mortal, actually created a myth.”

“No, it is the ‘mortals’ who created the myth.” Arthas held the blade that controlled the Scourge in his hand—he could feel that, with the guidance of the Holy Light, the sword that originally belonged to the Frozen Throne and the Lich King The power of the helmet was transferred to the brand new “Sigh of Light”. Alsace narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the magical power in his hands.

“I don’t know what the Queen’s business is here for?” Varian stepped forward to ask a little bit inquiringly. After all, Arthas was his childhood friend, and he had already changed his ways. If Alexstrasza came to purify the Lich King, he would be the first to disagree.

“I’m actually here for something,” the Red Dragon Queen glanced across the audience—here, she paid close attention to Zhan Zhixing. She squinted her eyes and made a request to the group of mortals: “Mortals, I don’t know if you have time to do something for me. Some questions about my brother, Malygos the weaver.”

Due to the great contribution of mortals in the Emerald Nightmare, Ysera has agreed in the dream that once she wakes up, she will go to Kadashir and Teldrassil to give her blessing. Back then, there were three dragon kings who blessed the night elves, and Ysera had already agreed. The only ones missing were the missing Nozdormu and the red dragon queen in front of her. Jaina, who has been committed to winning the immortality of the heroes of the Azeroth continent, her eyes lit up, and she immediately stepped forward and asked her, “I don’t know what orders the Red Dragon Queen has?”

“My brother Malygos has just woken up from eternal madness. He used to think that he killed the entire race because he created the demon soul with his own hands.” Dao Lai said, “Now, after finally waking up from the madness of thousands of years, he thinks that mortals are using magic wrongly, and they want to use the focusing rainbow to bring the magic of the whole world into the Demon Hub.”

“What?! He is asking for his own death!!” As archmages, Rhonin, Kael’thas and Jaina said almost in unison, and now none of them care about immortality, “I am willing to You are at your service, Your Excellency the Red Dragon!”

For mages, arcane art is their life. Reintroducing Azeroth’s arcane arts into the Nexus will only turn the entire Azeroth into a low-magic world, which is unimaginable for mages. Jaina glanced at a group of people behind her and asked them for help:

“Everyone, I think this matter is not just my own actions. If Azeroth really becomes a low-magic world, it will be a devastating blow to all life now. I don’t know Is there any one of you who can join me in serving His Excellency the Red Dragon Queen?”

As soon as Jaina’s voice fell, several spellcasters in the crowd signed up one after another. For spellcasters such as druids, paladins, priests, and shamans, the existence of arcane magic is still indispensable. It is unimaginable if the world becomes a low-magic existence.

Just as Zhan Zhixing wanted to raise his hand, Garrosh stopped him. The latter looked at Zhan Zhixing with an innocent look, and said aggrievedly: “It’s been a long time since we two have seen each other, there are so many people going to the Demon Hub, just accompany me…”

“Forget it, we don’t need so many people.” Arthas walked to Jaina and said in a timely manner, “It is enough for the Kirin Tor, Jaina, the blood elves and me to serve the Red Dragon Queen together. , there must be a demigod joining, and the spell weavers should be caught off guard.”

Alexstrasza nodded imperceptibly, the main purpose of her visit this time was to invite this newly born demigod. The demigods of the War of the Ancients fell one after another, leaving only the guardian dragon clan still existing on this broken land. In recent years, even Cenarius, the only remaining demigod, died tragically at the hands of Grom. Nozdormu is missing, and Ysera has just woken up from a ten thousand year sleep, still feeling the prophecy brought to her by the Emerald Dream. At present, the only demigod that can be used on the mainland, besides Alexstrasza, is Alsace.

“Well, with Arthas, I don’t have to go.” Zhan Zhixing shrugged, wrapping his arms around Garrosh’s waist. In fact, Zhan Zhixing is so keen on the commission of the guardian dragons only because of the legendary shield called “Water Source Shield”, but to be honest, if he can spend more time with Garrosh, it’s okay to get that shield later Too big a relationship. Azeroth, full of disasters, will never be without the stage of heroes.

Now that someone has accepted the commission, Alexstrasza didn’t stay longer, and after making an appointment to meet at Wyrmrest Temple, she turned into a dragon again and flew away from Icecrown Citadel.

Arthas turned his head to look at the crowd, where there were his former enemies: Illidan, Kael’thas, Sylvanas… He bowed deeply to the crowd, and was the first to admit his mistake.

“Unfortunately, I have committed all kinds of crimes before. I don’t expect to be forgiven by you. From today, I promise that the undead will stay in Northrend forever and will not set foot on the mainland. At the same time, Once there is a crisis on the continent of Azeroth, the Scourge will go to support without hesitation.”

“It’s nothing, Arthas…” Cirvanas stepped forward, with her sisters by her side. Under Veresa’s comfort, Cirvanas’ original aversion to the mortal world and the living gradually dissipated, and revenge was not so important in front of family affection. “Since you are free from evil, you should be the commander of the Forsaken. And I request to be the representative of the Forsaken, stay in Dalaran, and live with my sister.”

“Of course you can, Ranger General.” Arthas also saw that Cirvanas was unwilling to lead the Forsaken, and the betrayal of the Forsaken might have really touched her heart deeply. Arthas smiled, lowered his head and said to Jaina: “Jina, I will bring the undead of Lordaeron back to Northrend. After all this is over, I hope you can bring Lordaeron back to Northrend for me. build up.”

“Happy to serve you, my prince.” Jaina looked at Alsace, gently stroked his icy white hair, and kissed him slowly and reverently.

The trip to the Frozen Throne came to an end, Zhan Zhixing and Garrosh returned to Galadar, and asked the mages to create a portal back to Stormwind City and Orgrimmar in Galadar. The two were finally able to stay away from the flames of war in Azeroth and live a peaceful life.

However, what they don’t know is that outside the web of time, a greater crisis is waiting for them…

The author has something to say: Introduction to Hierarchy:

Mythic grade: In the entire web of time, there is only one mythical grade item.

Demigod level: The highest level that can be achieved normally. Guardian dragons, ancient demigods, Archimonde Kil’jaeden, ancient gods, etc. are all defined in this level.

The above settings only take effect in this article, please do not delve into the plot party.

Forgive the scumbag author for being uninhibited in his brain, the brain hole in conceiving this plot is too big to make up for =,=

small theater:

Kel’Thuzad: Why didn’t you call Ysera?

Alexstrasza: Didn’t you know that green dragons have a qi? ! !

It’s time again for me to draw your guess 2333….

Small Theater 2: #论混Author的一千种死法#

Zhan Zhixing: Scumbag author, why is this dress so thin, the inside is showing through…

Scumbag author: It is said that selling meat will increase the income, so…

(Zhan Zhixing launched the Cataclysm, the Emerald Nightmare, and the End of Time, Garrosh began to absorb the Heart of Y’Shaarj)

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