Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

When the moon casts pale moonlight on the grassland, the earth seems to have fallen asleep.

In the dim world of the Emerald Dream, only a young figure was still standing, with his slender cloak dragging on the ground.

"You actually..."

The Black Dragon King was flying in the sky, looking cautiously at the man below - Kael'thas.

"You didn't accept the power of the earth!"

Unexpectedly, Kael'thas did not accept the power of the earth, at least not yet.

But without the power of the earth, Deathwing would have been unable to hold back his anger and shot at Kael'thas.

The reason why it didn't take action was because Kael'thas was very strange at this moment. He didn't accept the power of the earth, but he also didn't reject the power of the earth.

The dark and luxurious cloak hangs from the Elf Prince's shoulders to the ground, extending nearly one meter behind, which is proof of the power of the earth.

The power of the earth gathered on his body, almost blending into Kael'thas, but it did not penetrate deep into his soul.

This situation is incredible.

Did Kael'thas conquer the world?That's even more impossible...

"It gives me time..."

Kael'thas raised his head and looked at Deathwing calmly: "I still have a few days to make the final choice."

Deathwing was stunned.

Azeroth itself has no soul, and the vague will of the world will act very directly, making it difficult to make such delayed and complex decisions.

Unless the value of the other party is enough that the world would not dare to make an immediate decision.

In other words, the value of Kael'thas is worth the wait.

【The person who is loved by the world. 】

Deathwing suddenly felt a surge of jealousy, but the thought he shouldn't have was fleeting. He understood the world's choice.

Compared to Deathwing, which has been fruitless for thousands of years, it is not an exaggeration to say that the world has left its future to the infinitely powerful Well of Eternity.

"Humph."

So he snorted coldly, turned around and flew away full of disappointment.

Kael'thas did not stop him. Deathwing was a dutiful guardian of the earth. He did not dare to attack it before he had completely decided whether to accept the power and authority of the earth.

He stood on the lonely land and continued to look up at the stars, suddenly not knowing where he would go in the future.

"That's it."

Kael'thas sighed, and his body disappeared silently.

-

Night also came to Kalimdor.

The night sky on the coast is clear, the stars are bright, and the salty sea breeze blows by.

Amidst the rustling of grass clippings, Maiev walked to the coast, only to find that a familiar figure was already sitting on the reef.

"How did you come?"

Kalia turned her head when she heard the voice and looked at Maiev strangely.

This beautiful human queen put the Ashbringer aside, and her yellow bangs were a little messy in the sea breeze.

"Your fellow king has been asking me about the Emerald Dream..."

Maiev sat down next to her lightly, then put the moon wheel next to her: "I drove him away."

"But he seems to be very worried about you, very annoyed..."

The masked caretaker's tone was a little cold, making it impossible to figure out her true feelings.

"Explain it to him when you get back."

In fact, Maiev just didn't like the situation around Kaliya.

She understood the human queen's feelings, but this was no excuse to burden others with their efforts.

In Maiev's view, Kaliya has many friends and is valued by many people...Shouldn't such a person pay attention to the trouble they cause to others?

"Varian?"

Kalia was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "He is always like this..."

She smoothed her messy bangs, turned to look at the boundless sea in front of her, and whispered: "He grew up in the palace of Lordaeron and always had too much respect for my father and my family... "

"It's obviously not his fault, but he always tries his best to help me."

Varian may be more partial to Kallia than to his true relatives.

He felt that he owed Lordaeron too much and put many things on his shoulders.

Had the dead King Terenas been discovered a long time ago?

Varian...he is the best child taught by the previous generation.

However, Kalia didn't want him to continue like this.

"I will find a way to dispel his worries."

She made a promise to Maiev and also to herself.

She doesn't need Varian's sympathy because she already has the power to stand alone.

It will be the same in the future. The ownership of Lordaeron is her personal issue, and Varian doesn't need to interfere.

The night then became quiet.

Maiev and Kaliya sat side by side on the rock, like two beautiful twin sisters, neither of them spoke.

Their backs were stretched out, and only the sound of the waves accompanied them.

The true form of Nightmare King Harveys is not far from here. The Alliance and Night Elves are resting and recovering their strength, and they must launch a thorough attack early tomorrow morning.

This attack won't be easy.

Since the nightmares in the Emerald Dream successfully opened the barrier, thousands of nightmares have landed in the true form of Harveys, trying their best to protect their master.

"After this battle is over, I want to go to the Emerald Dream again."

Kaliya broke the silence.

Maiev was not surprised by this statement, she had vaguely felt it a long time ago.

"You like him that much?"

A somewhat sour tone.

Without mentioning names, both of them knew who they were talking about.

"No, maybe I don't like it anymore..."

However, Kalia did not hear Maiev's sour tone. She shook her head, as if she was still confused: "I liked it at first, but now I can't wait any longer. This feeling of liking me more than liking... I think ...maybe better described as 'love'..."

"Do you understand this feeling?"

Kalia looked at Maiev.

Maiev's heart tightened, and then she felt a slight pain.

"I don't know!"

She suddenly didn't want to stay any longer, so she got up hastily and walked back.

"I'm going back to rest, you should be early too."

Her figure gradually disappeared into the night.

Kalia did not retain her, and perhaps she did not have this awareness.

She turned back to face the ocean, continuing to be immersed in unknown thoughts alone.

"elder brother..."

A murmuring and confused voice leaked from the gap between her lips, but the only response was the tidal sound of the waves.

"Ah."

No, there is another voice in this tidal sound.

Kalia's eyes widened instantly and she turned to look at the sound.

The wind blew across the other corner of the reef, and the young elf prince was standing there, as if he had been standing for tens of millions of years.

He looked at Kaliya quietly, her fluttering cloak swallowing the moonlight, like a god coming out of the abyss. (To be continued