Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

It has never rained so extensively in Azeroth, not to mention this is a very weird rain.

The burning flame flowers withered from the sky and fell everywhere in the snowfields, deserts, swamps and forests. They seemed sparse and rare, but they covered the entire world.

The flames bloomed on the ground, strangely not burning anything, just burning quietly - even if they were put out, they would not be extinguished.

People began to use water, soil, and magic to drive away these flames, but the flames were more like invisible things and were not affected by any external objects.

They don't attack - that's just because the time has not yet come.

The flame flowers will gradually cover the ground as time goes by, and then will be the end of this world.

However...the curse has been passed on quietly.

"As long as there is a life with intelligence or soul, no one can escape my curse."

Kael'thas stood on the huge dragon body and explained to Deathwing who was carrying him forward.

After dealing with Harveys, he turned around and left, refusing to meet those women - Kael'thas didn't know what kind of expression to use when facing them, nor could he give them much promise at this moment.

Love and love are too entangled, and he is already burdened with too many things.

Rebuilding the world is a long process, and it is a journey destined to be carried alone.

And before that, Kael'thas still has too much to do.

"Those flames are a curse?"

Deathwing raised his voice and asked, and the flame flowers falling from the sky also hit his huge body, but not much pain was passed through.

The Black Dragon King's current body is his true body, with long flame snakes overflowing from his body, and his skin is full of scars.

Kael'thas stood in the midst of the overflowing flames, unscathed.

"Yes, they are curses... Everyone who sees the flames will have seeds planted in them. The seeds will gradually grow as the flames around them increase, and be activated when I need them."

Seed - This is a trick he stole from Sargeras.

No one in Azeroth will discover this curse, and by the time someone does, the curse has already been planted in everyone's body.

"When the seeds are activated, people will fall into a deep sleep - judged by the earth whether they will go to destruction or stay in the future."

It's a very simple thing.

When Kael'thas puts people into sleep, the subconscious of the world itself will destroy the 'harmful ones' it considers, while the 'harmless ones' will have the opportunity to accept Kael'thas's protection and remain until the new era.

The world is simple but cruel, but no one can cheat and escape its judgment.

The two elven races that love nature should be fine, but other races are not so lucky.

"Why can't the curse be activated immediately?"

Deathwing felt a little regretful. He had been looking forward to the reshaping of the world that would come sooner.

"Because I don't fully possess the power of dreams, this newly acquired power is not as powerful as I expected, and it still has huge flaws..."

Kael'thas told the truth. His current power already surpasses the world of Azeroth, so it doesn't matter even if an outsider from Deathwing hears these words: "I want to see the master of Xavis."

Ysera is the Lord of the Emerald Dream, but she is of no use to Kael'thas because she protects the Emerald Dream itself - not the real dream in which creatures sleep.

No one has fully grasped the reality of dreams.

Harveys can only create nightmares. One of the ancient gods is the master of Harveys...

[With his power, we should be able to succeed. 】

Kael'thas had a careful thought in mind. Rather than protecting people from nightmares, he wanted to let people sleep well.

This is also selfish.

Of course - Kael'thas had to return to Quel'Thalas before taking action.

Quel'Thalas, called the eternal kingdom by humans, is now filled with flame flowers like the outside world.

The flames fell in the forest and spread on the white ground together with the golden leaves.

The adult elves looked up at the sky with confusion, while some young children squatted and touched the flames with their hands.

"what is this?"

They innocently asked their parents - no one stopped these kids.

"This is a gift from His Highness to us."

some people answered.

The passage of long years and the repeated sacrifices of His Young Highness.

When faced with the declaration of creating a new world, the entire Elf Kingdom did not panic at all - completely opposite to the outside world.

Because they believe in the Sun Chaser family and Kael'thas.

[Terrible cohesion. 】

Observing the world below all the way, the Black Dragon King escorted Kael'thas to Tarquelin.

He was not yet fully trusted and was not allowed to go any deeper.

"Your Highness!"

The elven soldiers responsible for guarding Taquelin hurried over to greet her, and there was no one Kael'thas was familiar with among them.

But there is still a guy I seem to have seen before.

"you..."

Kael'thas gave several orders to the commander, asking him to go with Deathwing on a new mission - to destroy the Dark Portal, and to have all the elves in Karazhan and the Blasted Land withdraw to Quel'Thalas.

The ancient city of Feralas and the Hinterland trolls and elves were also given the same retreat order.

In order to successfully begin the work of reshaping the world, Kael'thas will now withdraw all his people back to Quel'Thalas and transport them to the world of Draenor through new portals.

Although that world is scarred, it is enough to accommodate these people.

Kael'thas believed that all elves could pass the Earth Judgment, but he did not need to let the elves bear this pressure, they could just transfer directly.

The judgment of the earth will be given to other races.

After Deathwing left with the elf commander, Kael'thas continued to move towards Silvermoon City.

"How does it feel to look at the land that you have to destroy with your own hands?"

Sargeras' voice sounded again. He had been silent for a while, and now he was unwilling to fail and had other thoughts.

"I don't feel anything."

However, Kael'thas did not accept his tactics, because Quel'Thalas would not be destroyed.

A large part of the reason why the earth chose Kael'thas is that it can no longer be separated from the arcane. No matter how many times it is destroyed, magic will remain in this world.

Therefore, the earth chose Kael'thas, who could master the root of magic, as the executor of the new world.

In this case, the land of Quel'Thalas is an almost perfect fusion of arcane and earth - no need to reshape it.

"Sargeras, this world doesn't allow you to come, so just stay aside and watch."

Kael'thas smiled.

He finally gained the initiative to deal with Sargeras.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the commander he had just met...

Everyone is growing...

A long time ago, he fought side by side with Kael'thas in this land. At that time, he was just a little mage responsible for casting powder...

Several years later, the mage turned out to be one of Tarqueline's commanders.

[No one died in the war, that’s great. 】