Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

There is a dark aura ready to move.

Since discovering the strangeness, Kael'thas has been frantically searching for this aura.

However, after tens or hundreds of years passed in the dream, he still couldn't find anything - it was as if it never appeared in the first place.

As time went by, he became more and more suspicious that he had remembered it wrong.

Until one day, he fell to the ground due to the fatigue of the journey, and came to a familiar place - Lake Lordamere.

He washed away his fatigue in the silver lake, and the cold lake water soothed his soul, seeming to isolate even the pain of the earth.

Of course that's impossible.

The long-term curse has made Kael'thas physically and mentally exhausted, the pain has become numb, and all other emotions have become insubstantial.

What is love, what is hate...and what is pain?

Sometimes Kael'thas couldn't figure out what he was thinking. The way he looked at the world had changed, from a mortal to a true god.

When he became the Sunwell, his soul had changed and became stronger than imagined.

The pain did not torture him, but instead quickly catalyzed him towards his original path - the path of the true God.

People with power cannot be regarded as true gods. Just like elephants and ants, or adults and children, the way true gods see the world is never through the eyes of mortals.

And the most important feelings are meaningless in the face of time.

Only absolute reason and calmness are the real reasons for the immortality of the gods.

Even the titan hero Sargeras, who was full of justice, could not maintain his glorious heart in eons of battle. This is proof.

Kael'thas had not been baptized for such a long time, but his pain accelerated his emotional indifference. This was an instinctive self-defense action of the soul, and it was no one's fault.

If he hadn't gradually eliminated his feelings, the pain would have swallowed him up long ago.

Of course, Kael'thas subconsciously realized the crisis of losing his feelings. The reason why he didn't resist it was because at the end of time, Kael'thas would still have feelings when he left the underground.

As long as you come into contact with people from the outside world, your thin feelings can rebound and be replenished.

So it doesn't hurt to weaken it a little now.

Under fatigue and exhaustion, Kael'thas fell into a deep sleep at Lake Lordamre. He had not slept for who knows how many years.

In the dream, he fell into a calm ocean.

That was the sea of ​​his heart, so vast that he couldn't see the edges, and so calm that there wouldn't be any ripples.

Kael'thas walked on the ocean with his steps. He was not surprised, bored, or goal-oriented. Just like the ocean under his feet, he only had absolute reason left. To him, this was just a dream. , so there is no difference between walking or not.

However, perhaps by chance or perhaps by necessity, Kael'thas lowered his head when he reached a certain area.

"found it."

The voice that came out of his mouth was as cold as the cold wind.

He finally found the darkness he had been looking for, but that darkness was not what he had expected at the beginning, because... that darkness was himself.

The figure of his soul was reflected under the calm ocean. It was the shape of an elf prince, but his hair and eyes were extremely black.

If it had been any other time in the past, Kael'thas would have thought that this reflected his nature as a time traveler.

But it's different now. He has learned a lot over a long period of time, so he also knows that his reflection should be blonde and blue...

In other words, the darkness he is looking for is his own soul, and his soul is darkness.

This is the most terrifying conclusion because it means there is no cure...

Who stained his soul?Or who has become one with him?

Kael'thas didn't know.

With a wave of his hands, the whole world trembled and shattered, and the body of Lake Lordamre opened its eyes again.

"Looking for the answer."

The silver wings spread out, and amid the mist flying, the silver dragon flew into the sky.

The countdown to unblocking has begun.

At the same moment, cheers of joy erupted in one part of the Emerald Dream, and the dark mist boiled all over the world.

"Enough, enough power!"

"The barrier between the world will soon be opened, and my nightmare army can rule the world."

Harveys, the Nightmare King, laughed and single-handedly started the transformation of the new world.

The power provided by the Green Dragon Queen and Kael'thas was beyond imagination, and the nightmares' plans were advanced a lot. Even though the night elves would soon remove the pollution from the World Tree, Harveys was no longer afraid.

On the trembling ground, nightmares surged up like grass and trees.

The barriers between the world will soon disappear, and nightmares will fall into every corner of the world, pulling all mortals into the nightmare.

It was a victory for Xaviers.

No matter how many soldiers and legions there are in the world of Azeroth, the largest creatures will always be those who are powerless and unable to resist the nightmare. They will become the prey of the nightmare and provide more powerful power to the nightmare legion.

The nightmare can grow like a snowball like the undead under the Lich King. It will be more terrifying than the undead - because they can appear anywhere in the world.

Yes, it almost won.

However, it also has a fatal flaw.

"Nightmares will soon invade this world, but don't worry too much."

On the ship flying the Alliance flag, Kaliya and Varian followed the red dragon mage Krasus to sail to Kalimdor.

Krasus is telling the human king how to defeat the Nightmare.

"The nightmare is just like the previous undead, it is only controlled by Harveys himself. In other words, we only need to kill him to solve this disaster."

This is the fatal flaw of Nightmare.

All nightmares come from the power of Harveys and are created by him. As long as Harveys dies, the remaining nightmares will have no threat at all.

Very simple method, but not easy to do.

The Red Dragon Queen discovered a surprising conclusion when dealing with the World Tree. Harveys' true body actually existed on both sides of the dream and reality. If you want to defeat him, you must defeat him on both sides.

If either side remains, Harveys on the other side will recover quickly.

Because of this, Alexstrasza agreed to Sylvanas' request not long after hearing Nozdormu's persuasion.

Mortal warfare is temporarily banned.

"I never expected that I would have to fight with those guys."

Magni was a little depressed, but Varian and Kaliya didn't change much.

Putting down hatred in the face of a world crisis is the right choice. It is not too late to resolve the issues between the Alliance and the Horde, and the Alliance and the Undead after the nightmare incident.

"Don't complain, after all, they may have to face more dangerous situations than us."

Varian comforted Magni.

The dragons made two plans to deal with the nightmare. The Alliance and the night elves fought against the descending nightmare army in the main world and defeated Xavius' body.

The danger faced by the tribe is even greater. They have to accompany Sylvanas and rely on the Scythe of the Moon to enter the Emerald Dream, fight against the nightmare army, and also bear the risk of facing Deathwing.

Although the guardian dragons promised to provide maximum assistance to the tribe, no one in the alliance initially believed that the tribe would agree to this fantasy request.

However, to everyone's surprise, the Queen of the Undead went to meet with the orc leader Thrall in person, and quickly gained Thrall's approval. Unfortunately, there were only a few bystanders at that meeting, and the Alliance did not know what they discussed.

But no matter what, the risks faced by the Horde are greater than those of the Alliance, and Varian really has no right to complain.

And the most important thing is that Sylvanas has obtained the whereabouts of Harveys' true body through the Black Dragon Princess and told the Alliance.

The Emerald Dream has no clue.

In terms of emotion and reason, the Alliance's contribution is far inferior to that of the Horde.

"But...Kalia, the matter of the Luna Scythe..."

Varian suddenly remembered the Scythe of Luna.

He had been taught by Lothar's adjutant Khadgar, and he knew all about the Scythe of the Moon. When he heard that the Queen of the Undead was holding the Scythe of the Moon, he immediately thought of the rumors about Gilneas and couldn't help but feel that there was a lot of crisis.

At this moment, His Majesty the King of Stormwind Kingdom had some thoughts in his mind and was about to mention them to Kaliya.

But his words did not proceed.

Because Varian noticed that Kaliya's eyes were always looking forward, but she didn't know what she was looking at. She didn't listen to anyone's words from the beginning.

He was familiar with this state of affairs.

Kaliya has often looked like this since she came back from the Emerald Dream, forgetting everything around her.

For Kaliya, who has always worked hard, this situation is very strange.

[What happened in the Emerald Dream? 】

Varian naturally guessed that Kaliya must have encountered something in the Emerald Dream, but he never heard her mention it, so he never understood it.

He sighed in his heart, and put the matter of the Luna Scythe away for the time being, and did not bother her again.

In fact, nothing you do now will be of any use, as long as you wait until you see the night elves, you will understand.

There are many people in the night elves who are ready to launch an attack with them, and among those people is the leader of the Watchers, the night elf woman who entered the Emerald Dream with Kaliya.

Varian decided to ask her out.

Their ships sailed in the vast ocean for a long time and finally saw the land of Kalimdor.

It was Varian's first time here, but before he could be happy, the whole world shook slightly.

Different from the usual situation, this vibration does not seem to come from the ground, but from the air.

The dark mist is wandering, and from this moment on, the membrane of the Emerald Dream and Azeroth can no longer prevent the invasion of nightmares. (To be continued.