Anomaly Of Warcraft

Chapter 688

Under the calm sea is a raging dark tide. Both Alsace and Carlos are facing such a situation, but one is literally and the other is the metaphor behind it.

【Are you ready? 】

Faced with the question of God, Arthas answered [Yes, always be prepared].

Compared with “Elune”, Kel’Thuzad’s small methods appear so simple and vulgar.

The crevices in the heart created by the personal gains and losses of love, hatred, and hatred are nothing in the face of the great goal of striving for the benefit of all mankind.

Arthas knew what he was going to face and how dangerous the next journey was.

But he was fearless and even had the satisfaction of a martyr.

I was saving the world, and the gods chose me.

That alien soul who claims to be the Lich King will inevitably pay for its arrogance.

Arthas and his fleet are already very close to the Northrend continent, but the ice storm of the raging sea will not be treated with respect because he is the prince of Lordaeron and the elect of the gods.

The experienced sailor told Alsace that the calm and calm before him was only a precursor to a huge storm, and at most before nightfall, they were about to learn the impermanence of the Northern Rift.

“This, maybe it’s a test… Father, wait for me.”

Alsace was fearless.

On the other side of the Fury Sea, the closer Carlos got to Lordaeron, the more he could intuitively feel what is called a hotbed of incubation chaos.

Carlos’ old father-in-law Terenas Menethil II is too good to be without him.

“Why can’t these silly [BEEP] bow to me like an NPC!”

Carlos couldn’t help launching an attack on himself when he was alone.

Every human member of the Eastern Kingdom has an empire dream in his heart, which is the seed that took root in their dreams when they were children.

Folklore, bedtime stories, adult boasts in their free time, wonderful performances by bards and circuses…

It is undeniable that the deeds of the Arathor Empire and Thoradin the Great are the inner centripetal force of the human race.

For the restoration of Stormwind, Sir Anduin Lothar personally unlocked the last chain on the neck of the beast named Power, and all kingdoms on the continent of Lordaeron gained legal orthodoxy.

In this regard, Carlos is also a beneficiary.

If there are no undead natural disasters, no burning legion, no fate to tease, then the generation of Arthas or Alsace’s son, the Kingdom of Lordaeron has great hopes to reproduce the grandeur of the Arathor Empire, and all humans will live again. Under the same banner.

But life has no ifs.

The political giant who was not very tall fell.

In the final stage of his life, Terenas put his little energy on the absolute rule of the Menethil family over the city of Lordaeron.

The city of Lordaeron is the absolute core of the Kingdom of Lordaeron and the most important city in the entire continent of Lordaeron. It is the foundation of the Menethil family.

Terenas’ choice Carlos can understand.

But the city of Lordaeron is not all of the continent of Lordaeron.

In places beyond the control of Lordaeron City Legion, conspiracies and ambitions spread like weeds in midsummer, many of which were fueled by the cursed sect.

After the alliance lost a common enemy, unity became a huge joke.

Carlos is more and more able to appreciate the feeling of the King of Steel.

It also became more and more aware that the road of the king of steel is unworkable.

Even if you hate, even if you resist, and even if you use less glorious calculations, you must face the immediate crisis head-on.

Politics belong to politics, and the use of power and violence to suppress the outbreak of the problem will eventually be unable to escape a deeper and more devastating quagmire.

So when the former orc swordmaster Spartacus reported to Carlos the changes of the Frostwolf clan deep in the Alterac Mountains, Carlos chose the deepest silence.

This CTM life…

Because of Carlos and the excellent performance of the Silver Dawn, the spread of the curse of the gods has been severely hindered.

However, because of this, the internal conflicts of the alliance have become more intense and irreconcilable.

Especially the filial son Alsace didn’t know what he was pumping, and ran to Northrend to find a panacea that could save his father’s life…

So everything is piled up, Carlos is ready to let Thrall be a demon.

In this situation, the existence of the Alliance of Lordaeron is necessary.

Gilneas has retired, the Trollbane family in Stromgarde has fallen into the quagmire of power murder, Alterac is marginalized, Stormwind City is full of bags in the sky, and the internal cleaning of Quel’Thalas has arrived. The climax.

Now that the power of “justice” continues to decline, the worst alliance is more important than the disintegrated independent kingship.

Perhaps letting it go or even instructing Thrall to do something, it might not be a viable choice.

Carlos was trapped in a spiral labyrinth of thought, and he hadn’t realized the terrible “fate”. His choice was more and more similar to the “best” future chosen by the bronze dragon.

Quel Tiras’s fleet was still floating on the sea, the crisis in Silithus was temporarily lifted, and the night elves’ army began to shrink back to defense.

After all, for the night elves, the Qiraji is a big trouble, but it’s not the only trouble.

For example, Sartre has never calmed the Watcher.

After Maiev Shadowsong determined that Silithus didn’t need her and his watchmen sisters, he immediately turned around and prepared to go to Felwood to stifle the latest plot of Jiehuo Satr.

This was originally the work of the Cenarion Circle, but the Luna Scythe reappeared after many years, causing the druids to get into big trouble, and the biggest trouble of the Cenarion Circle was Malfurion’s pampering with Tyrande. .

Jarod Shadowsong left without saying goodbye at the pinnacle of glory. The leadership of the night elves has essentially fallen into the hands of Malfurion and Tyrande. After the oceans, the night elves society at this time is essentially a **** system.

Maiev Shadowsong thought Tyrande was a good pastor rather than a good leader before Ten Thousand Years, and she still thinks so now after Ten Thousand Years.

But Malfurion is a competent leader.

As long as Malfurion can wipe Tyrande’s innocence and willfulness, Maiev Shadowsong will not be ready to quarrel with the couple.

Even if Felwood’s troubles were not in her plan.

Therefore, Maiev Shadowsong did not return to the Dungeon of the Wardens in the damaged islands immediately after the crisis in Silithus was temporarily resolved.

Therefore, he also missed the best time to slash Gu’gall.

“Xavius, you better speed up, the master’s patience is not limitless.”

“Corrupting Teldrassil is an arduous project, I am working hard!”

“Don’t talk nonsense, the master doesn’t like to listen, and I don’t like it either. I have sent the Skull of Gul’dan to your forest. I met your request, so don’t make excuses.”

“I tried my best!”

At this time, the Titan facilities imprisoning the ancient gods have not been completely corroded and infiltrated. As the leader of the Twilight Cult, Gu’gall wants to contact the king of Satyr Xavius, he must go to the damaged islands and use the surrounding area of ​​the Tomb of Sargeras. That powerful and distorted demon power.

Whether it is the Eastern Kingdoms or Kalimdor, or the Alliance of Lordaeron and the Kaldorei elves, the turbulent undercurrents are converging.

Outside of Dunhold Castle, Thrall, who has completed the Shaman Way training in the Frostwolf clan, is planning an attack on the “adoptive father”.