Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

() After the burning sky dimmed, the world returned to calm.

The sleeping lives woke up one after another, and the guardian dragon successfully rescued their companions.

The final result was not conveyed to mortal ears, but as the years turned, no one heard about Kael'thas again.

Humans and the undead, the alliance and the tribes signed a non-aggression treaty in the witness of many demigods. As one of the elements, the Scythe of the Moon fell into the hands of humans.

The werewolves of Gilneas obeyed Kaliya, who held the scythe, and regarded her as the new queen. At this point, the northern part of the continent was unified under the royal family of 'Menethil'.

A year later, several power leaders unanimously promulgated brand-new regulations.

In order to prevent the will of the world from manifesting again, all war magic and equipment are strictly controlled, and the rebuilt magic city of Dalaran is dedicated to researching ways to heal the world.

It is worth mentioning that Anveena, the princess of Quel'Thalas, took over the seat of Dalaran that originally belonged to her father.

Thanks to their efforts, perhaps the shadow of the world's almost destruction still lingers in people's hearts, and most people in the world have accepted this turn to peaceful development.

However, struggles for territory, customs, and survival still break out all over the world, and the war factors that have lasted for thousands of years have not yielded good results.

Against this backdrop of chaos, many worried people began traveling to convince the world.

Among them are druids who use magic to create living areas, humans who teach the culture of barbaric races, orcs who use violence to eliminate war, ancient demigods who come and go to help, and more, there are countless people who love this world.

However, among travelers in this era.The most beautiful burst of light came from two women.

One is the knight queen who uses the sword of holy light to eradicate evil, and the other is a female blood elf who rides a carriage to spread goodness to the world.

The two of them have traveled to every corner of the world, destroying all remaining darkness.

Twenty years... twenty years of time have made them saints in the hearts of all races.A goddess revered by travelers.

Twenty years later, the vast majority of life in the world began to accept new magic, began to eliminate deserts and magic pollution, and restored the world.

In the middle, the magic circle from the Elf Kingdom spread out.

Hellfire became a helper for people to build their homes, and the magic of the Well of Eternity penetrated deep into the land unknowingly.

Brutal war maniacs still exist, but under the control and intimidation of the guardian dragon and several major forces, these people can't even spark.

As long as the current ruling class does not die.There will be no possibility of war in the world.

In the 21st year, even 22 years after the life awakened from the flames, the female knight and the female elf returned to their country.

In the year 23, the elven kingdom of Quel'Thalas still retains the beauty it has had for thousands of years.

Beautiful and handsome elves walk on the earth, and dragon eagles and harpies flap their wings and fly in the forest.

The country is still closed, but it does not stop those who are qualified to come here.

Silvermoon City.

"so much?"

There was a pile of documents on the table, and all the freshness that Sylvanas had just woken up was driven away.

"Yes. The land transformation work on Draenor is almost over, and there are a new group of trolls in the Hinterlands who want to move to Zul'Aman..."

The astromancer was sitting behind his desk, feeling quite distressed.

Quel'Thalas now controls too much land, and all the work is left to the two of them in Silvermoon City. These days are hard enough.

"Call Alleria and the others back!"

Sylvanas sat behind another desk, looking at documents nearly as high as her eyes.Couldn't help but suggest.

"Alleria, Liadrin, and Valela all dealt with the demons that escaped before Draenor. They didn't have time to come back."

Solanlian shrugged with a wry smile:

"You know Illidan and Vashj have finally gotten in touch recently. It's hard to disturb them about those little devils."

In the past 20 years, their group had done countless behind-the-scenes work to turn Illidan's eyes away from Tyrande. Now was the critical moment.No one wants to disturb them.

Sylvanas also understands.

Neither can Anweina.

She thought that even if Anveena from Dalaran came back, that little girl wouldn't be able to help much - she had made Dalaran's power a mess.

"Where's Onyxia. Is she free now?"

Sylvanas only had this helper left to choose from.

"No, no, she has been busy renovating a large area recently."

Solanlian also gave up her last choice.

Sylvanas's eyes flashed momentarily. She had one blue eye and one red eye, and the red eye was fading.

"Don't try to escape!"

The astromancer raised his hand and cast a spell and threw it over, catching the red light in Sylvanas's eyes in time:

"You want to split your soul and return to Lordaeron again?"

"I think Pamela may be in trouble. She can't handle things well alone..."

Sylvanas smiled bitterly, and the colors in her eyes merged together:

"I finally signed a contract with her to transfer her soul, and I have to help her occasionally."

After the war more than 20 years ago, Sylvanas, the Queen of the Undead, lost her body and her soul automatically returned to another half.

It took the two of them nearly a year to successfully fuse, but after the fusion was restored, Sylvanas strangely had the power to split at any time, and signed a contract with the new Queen of the Undead, Pamela.

The contract allows Sylvanas's soul to enter Pamela to remotely control Lordaeron, and it is precisely because of this that the undead forces have not been able to change.

"Don't try to escape. Don't think that I don't know what you have done."

Solanlian did not accept this trick from Sylvanas, and she sneered at the corner of her mouth:

"In order to reduce your fatigue, you gave one half of you the 20-year journey, while the other half was lazy in Lordaeron."

These words made Sylvanas change her color.

"Okay, I understand. I won't leave..."

She frowned and said:

"Don't tell Kalia about this. It's not easy for her and I to win or lose."

"And I was the half-body who was rotated during those 20 years. I have no habit of abusing myself..."

Thinking of Kalia, Sylvanas became very angry.

She had no idea when Kael'thas had slept with that woman.

"start working!"

Turning anger into action, the two women ushered in a new day.

But they seemed to have forgotten something.

"Lord Sylvanas, Lady Solanlian!"

Not long after, a man ran in shouting loudly.

Lor'themar.

;"..."

Solanlian and Sylvanas looked at each other. They had never thought of calling this guy for help just now.

But something seemed wrong with Lor'themar.

"The Well of Eternity has reacted!"

Her face was radiant, and the words she spoke made the two women drop the pens in their hands.

-

Dragon Sleep Temple.

"Her Majesty Onyxia fell asleep again..."

The Dragon Kings who were discussing the matter looked helplessly at the Black Dragon Queen who was sleeping on the table in her elf body, and they all sighed.

"Forget it, she's tired too."

"Indeed. This child has tried his best. There are too few people in the Black Dragon clan..."

In the end no one bothered to wake Onyxia.

This new black dragon queen has been working hard to transform the earth since she returned to the guardian dragon. She is very admirable for her to be able to do so even though she is unwilling to accept a spouse.

The four dragon kings continued their meeting.

But halfway through the meeting, Onyxia's ears suddenly moved.

"There is a reaction!"

She stood up abruptly.

"Oni..."

Before anyone else could ask, Onyxia turned around, jumped off the temple, and turned into a black dragon and flew away.

"The direction she walked was..."

"Quel'Thalas!"

"Is that guy going to wake up..."

The Dragon Kings were in somewhat complicated moods.

"Is our decision really the right one?"

Alexstrasza looked at Nozdormu, after all, he was the one who made the decision first.

"It can't be wrong."

Nozdormu nodded.But there is also some embarrassment in my heart:

"It is better to let a kind and righteous person guide the world than an emotionless god of reason."

Kael'thas proved that emotions could save more people than reason, so Nozdormu changed his mind.The embarrassing thing is that he clearly held the completely opposite view from the beginning.

The outcome of the battle more than 20 years ago was different from what many mortals imagined.

In order to prevent the world from choosing a bad guy to reshape the world, the Dragon King and the demigods collectively decided to protect Kael'thas's soul.

When the Phoenix took Solanlian and placed the remnants of Kael'thas' soul into the Sunwell, the dragon kings applied a blessing to allow the soul to recover over time.

The reborn Kael'thas will still be the spokesperson of the world.But his soul is best suited to protect the world.

The world now has fewer wars and people are embracing peace and repairing the land - it no longer needs a complete reinvention.

Nozdormu often thinks that maybe the world chose Kael'thas because of the existence of this future.

It also loves life and does not want to be reborn from destruction.

-

Alterac Empire.

"Anveena of Dalaran has gone home, so it's time for those in Draenor to go back as well..."

Kalia was wearing silver armor and fighting on the city wall.Looking at the world to the north.

She has the same beauty as she did more than 20 years ago, and time has not left the slightest mark on her body.

"I'm leaving too."

She looked back.Looking at a handsome young man with soft eyes:

"Are you going to see your father?"

The young man has blond hair and pointed ears. He has eight layers of similarities with Kael'thas's appearance.

"I dont go."

His eyes flashed and his tone was stubborn:

"I am the King of the North, the King of Men, and this is my country."

He has similar beliefs to Kalia, and the holy light on his body is flawless.

This child did not receive much influence from Kalia during his growing up years, but with the help of everyone, he grew into an excellent king and had an excellent wife.

"Her Majesty the Queen..."

The woman next to the young man looked at Kalia with some reluctance.

"You still can't change after so many years, Victoria..."

Kalia smiled bitterly, then took out the Ashbringer behind her and gently placed it on the young man's hand:

"I will never use this sword again. I hope you will pass it on and bear the surname 'Menethil'."

She didn't name the child 'Sun Chaser' because mankind needs a king.

"Yes."

The young man held the Ashbringer, his expression becoming complicated.

Kalia turned around and walked down the city wall. Everyone in Alterac City scattered to both sides, crying and kneeling down towards her.

The retired horsemen put on their armor again and waited devoutly on both sides.

The white holy light is paved on the road, which is the glory that only belongs to the knight queen who saves the people from the darkness.

No one stopped her.

Everyone wants their mother to be happy.

The young man thought in his heart that he loved his people just like his mother.

"Your Majesty, Sir Belukeer is also crying..."

Victoria's voice rang in the young man's ears, and he immediately turned his head in surprise.

Beluke - the demon mentor who educated him and Victoria, brought them too many dark memories...

The ruthless teacher who came out of the abyss was actually crying. They couldn't miss this scene...

-

There is light at the end of time.

The long dark road has come to an end...it will never be lost again.

Waking up from his long slumber, Kael'thas's eyes shone brighter than the stars.

"sorry..."

He felt bitter in his heart, apologized to the women who had been waiting in front of him for a long time, and then slowly smiled.

This is the most beautiful smile that belongs only to them.

"I am back…"

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the other side.

"Mistress, where are we going?"

"...My prey seems to have woken up. This time I will cut him into pieces!"

"But even though the hostess said terrible words, why was she smiling..."

"...Nessa, stop talking nonsense..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

ps: Happy Dragon Boat Festival, the last two chapters will be posted together. Each chapter has an extra 5 or 6 hundred words as a gift. The ending is happy and I don’t think it’s a bad ending.Thank you all for your continued support. The final remarks and new book will be taken off for a few days before further notice.If I have the chance, I will consider adding extras, sequels, etc.