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However, in the dream, Lor'themar did not think so. What appeared in front of him was a large number of remaining night elves holding weapons to resist his rule. And all he has to do is play with these poor people and give them eternal darkness

"Enough Lor'themar, your stupidity has brought disaster to this land, wake up blood elves!"The majestic female voice caught Lor'themar's attention. Tyrande, the supreme moon priest wearing a white mooncloth robe, appeared in front of him. All the night elves prayed to him for protection."The moon god will purify you. The soul of Lor'themar, the confused creature in the darkness, see everything in front of you clearly!"The shining light made Lor'themar unable to open his eyes, but he would not give up the power he had obtained. He began to resist and brew more powerful magic.

In reality, what he faced was his assistant Archmage Rommath, who supported him. Rommath, who has set up a magical barrier, must not do Lor'themar's madness, let alone harm the guards of Silvermoon City. When the small laboratory turns into a magical duel between the two supreme leaders of Silvermoon City, the casualties will be Inevitable. The entire laboratory was reduced to ashes in the fierce arcane missiles and flames. Cries were heard everywhere, but they were not from the night elves in the illusion. The innocent civilians had no resistance to such a sudden disaster. , they fled around, or shouted for their relatives who died in this disaster. The guards of Silvermoon City were unable to prevent this battle from happening. They could do nothing but assist civilians to evacuate Silvermoon City.

"Tyrande, you will eventually fall before my power," Lor'themar laughed wildly, as the purple magic bombs in his hands gathered more and more power. He believed that this attack was enough to make Darnassus disappear completely. , when he saw the fear in Tyrande's eyes, the madness in his heart still emerged again.

Just when he was about to throw this giant magic bomb, the picture in front of him suddenly trembled. A ray of golden light Flashing before my eyes, Tyrande's influence began to become blurry."Y'Shaarj, you've had enough of your tricks. Go back to where you should be. This place is not where you should be."That was a solemn and warm voice, and what appeared in front of Lor'themar was a girl wearing a golden dress. He was the incarnation of the Sunwell, Anweina.""No, you dare to stop me, haven't you felt the terror of the Burning Legion!"The sharp voice sounded with a little fear, and he was answered by a more serious voice. At the same time, the identity of the figure's owner was revealed. The golden light of the sunwell surrounded Anweina, and the flowing golden light was like a rainbow. Bobo said with a sacred flavor,"The tragedy of the Burning Legion has passed, and you are not the Burning Legion, the sealed ancient demon god. You should return to the place where you should exist."As Anweina's voice sounded, the power of the Sunwell he brought fully surrounded Lor'thema, and the evil will that occupied Lor'thema's body began to retreat. When the golden energy fully occupied Lor'thema, When Therma was dead, Lor'themar finally woke up from his madness.

What appeared in front of him at this moment was a ruin and chaos, a laboratory with broken walls, corpses piled everywhere, and the Archmage Roman who had been beaten by him. Si."Oh my god, what have I done!"The angry Lor'themar roared and vented his anger to the sky. If Anweina, the incarnation of the Sunwell, had not appeared in time to stop his continued crazy behavior, I believe that Silvermoon City would have been in ashes now.

Looking at the wreckage all over the place, Lor'themar gritted his teeth tightly, knowing that the time had come to make a decision."The plan for little Hellscream actually cost us such a price, I can't go on any longer!"The first thing Lor'themar did when he regained his composure was to bring the more tightly sealed Sha core to the little Hellscream and tell the arrogant orc that he would leave the tribe and would no longer be controlled by the little Hellscream. At the same time, he He also told Sylvanas in the Undercity about his decision. He believed that his former boss would support his decision.

Regardless of whether such news reached the ears of little Hellscream, Lor'themar would To make such a decision, maybe the little Hellscream doesn't care about Lor'themar's decision at all. In his eyes, the leader of the blood elves has become an abandoned son. The tribe is the tribe of the orcs, and the little Hellscream firmly believes in his creed, so for this reason he Large-scale surveillance began on the trolls in Orgrimmar, and even the trolls in the hometown of the Echo Island trolls were under the surveillance of the orcs. As for Thrall, who was in the Valley of Power, his news was completely blocked, although he did not dare to tell Thrall. Take action, but you must not let him destroy your plan.

At this moment, the little Hellscream can be said to be very satisfied. Standing under the bleak north wind, although the Mogu's treasure house is full of dangers, the opportunities contained in the dangers are also There is an important reason why little Hellscream likes this place. The Holy Bell, this mogu creature that can remove all negative magic and effects, is buried in this ancient treasure house. In order to get his little Hellscream, he will not hesitate to fight with the people who arrived here before. The Zandalari trolls fight against the ancient mogu spirits. Of course, Hellscream is not just for the simple elimination effect, he has greater ambitions

""Go, let Kagel carry out the magic energy infusion," Little Hellscream's order was well implemented. Kagel, as the representative of the White Tiger Temple, was granted the first right to receive the attention of magic energy. Can get stronger Of course Kagel would not give up the opportunity, and at the same time, the orc, who had been dazzled by power, would not care about the danger. Several trusted orcs led him to the little Hellscream. Then he watched Kagel Drink the cup filled with evil essence in one gulp

"Powerful power," Kagel began to roar crazily and entered a state of madness. The black smoke made him fall into a state of madness. After a low groan, he began to enter the attack state of the Storm Blade indiscriminately. Under normal circumstances, such a crazy state would not stop him under any circumstances except death.

But all of this was clearly expected by the little Hellscream. He personally rang the holy bell with the warhammer in his hand, and the bell sounded. The sound echoed sweetly, and a faint golden halo dispersed. As the halo dissipated, Kagel also regained his composure. He knelt down on one knee in front of the little Hellscream,"Thank you for your gift." I take this opportunity to serve you as the warchief. The glory of the orcs is above all else!"

"Sure enough, it worked. I can create more and stronger subordinates and kill all those who dare to resist me, hahaha."Little Hellscream let out a crazy laugh. This is a successful example, but it does not mean that such success can be copied. Only elite orc sword masters can accept such evil infusion, and then evil infusion Once used excessively, it will cause the mind to be lost forever. Although the Holy Bell can relieve the lost effect, the cost is half the life span. All people who accept the evil infusion will only have to fight in their lives, and they will never wither. War puppets, once there is no more fighting, only death will greet them. But the little Hellscream obviously won't care about this. Death is the best destination for a warrior who cannot fight.

But as a fanatic, it is obviously unacceptable if no one stops his atrocities. Normal, although he has not committed any heinous crimes. The protagonist with a dazzling aura always carries a righteous judgment when he appears on the stage. Anduin Varian, the son of the king of Stormwind City, will act as this Character. Of course, no matter from which point of view, it is not a realistic development for a weak priest to challenge the chief of the tribe. But Xavier must be excluded. A tragic figure with too many uncertain factors has his own special existence, not to mention his Now that he is as transcendent as the Guardian of Azeroth, he cannot but consider it.

"Hellscream, you will be punished for using your power to pollute life, and I, as the executor, will repent for your crime."The young man who jumped off the gryphon spoke righteously for a long time, but was greeted by Hell's Roar's cold mockery."Young prince, before you talk nonsense, you must see your strength clearly. How can you defeat my sword? Your Majesty, I might consider hearing what you have to say."

Little Hellscream's speech made Anduin obviously feel naked discrimination. Power is the first say in this world. No matter how noble you are, if you don't have power as a guarantee, no one will be willing to listen to your voice. When that person is enough When the orc, who was half a meter taller than Anduin, came to Anduin, he was so full of pressure that he couldn't even take a step forward.

"You said we would meet, but unfortunately I didn't expect it to be in this way."Anduin looked at the fate of the tribal ambassador who had worked alongside him at the White Tiger Temple to open the gate to the Valley of Eternal Blossoms, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. But at this moment, Kagel obviously no longer remembered Anduin, and he had lost his mind. Will only use the sword in his hand to finish all the opponents he sees

"I will not back down, the Holy Light will purify your body and soul!"Anduin looked lonely in his eyes and at the same time kept encouraging himself. He raised the staff in his hand high, and the dazzling holy light turned into a short stream of heat and swept through his body. He jumped back quickly to avoid the orc sword master. The whistling wind slashed, and then he faced the whirlwind slash with the biting storm. Faced with this monotonous but powerful skill, Anduin chose to avoid it. Of course, it was not a simple avoidance, after all, Anduin is A priest, with the Holy Light, he still has some methods to deal with crazy opponents. A holy light bullet hit the Juggernaut, which slowed his steps, and then a green vine bound him as he spoke a spell. The Orc Swordmaster's feet then struck him with a mind blast and he won.

No one thought that Anduin's mentors would not only be Velen, the spokesperson of the Holy Light, but also the druids from Darnassus."No, I I haven’t lost yet, don’t give up on me!"With Kagel's roar, the orc turned into dissolving black mist in the light and could not be traced. The victory came suddenly, beyond everyone's imagination. The Holy Light has a natural restraint on evil energy. , Kagel was directly hit, because he had merged with the evil spirit, so he could only accept the fate of being purified, and burned into ashes with the golden flames.

"You killed my sword master, you should know what price you have to pay."Little Hellscream never controls his emotions, and he doesn't need to control his emotions. When the tall figure came to Anduin, a huge pressure made Anduin feel a surge from his bones. the chill in

"Use your power to judge me, little bastard, I want to see how powerful your power can be."The heavy hammer he swung hit Anduin's newly raised shield. As a broken light curtain dispersed, Anduin fell heavily. Although he was not injured, Anduin Knowing that this was just a casual attack from Hellscream, the purpose was just to show naked contempt for him.

"Justice comes from the heart, you will never understand." The holy light falling from the sky fell on the body of the little Hellscream and made a crackling sound, but Anduin knew that such an attack was destined to have no effect. His real purpose It was the Holy Bell. After the disruptive attack, Anduo rushed towards the Holy Bell, which attracted the attention of little Hellscream,"You dare to ruin my plan, little brat, die!""The little Hellscream, who mistakenly thought that Anduin was going to destroy the Holy Bell, swung and threw his war hammer, but forgot that Anduin's power of holy light could not destroy the Holy Bell at all. The flying war hammer hit Anduin's Body, the fearless Anduin hugged the Holy Bell with his body. The defense of Power Word Shield could not stop the anger from the small Hell Roar. The broken light curtain was scattered in all directions accompanied by flying metal fragments, including Anduin's bones. Broken sound.

Yes, this blow hit Anduin firmly. Without the solid armor and Power Word Shield defense, Anduin would definitely die under such an impact, but despite this, his whole body The broken bones still prevented him from moving. The blood dyed the ground red, which looked so dazzling in this white snow mountain. But this did not stop the anger of the little Hellscream,"This is everyone who ruined my plan, in this land of ice and snow Wait for death here, little prince."Little Hellscream left with his men angrily, completely forgetting that it was his own power that destroyed the Holy Bell. Maybe there were other backups in his plan, but Anduin no longer had the energy to think about it.

Looking up at Ruze Lying in the dazzling blue sky like sapphires, lying in the white snow, Anduin was unwilling to think about anything, and reluctantly added a Holy Word spell to himself. The pain all over his body made him powerless to do anything."I'm going to die. Maybe it's true, I'm really going to die."Seeing a blur in front of his eyes, Anduin chose to greet his death quietly. But hope is often born when despair occurs. A black shadow cut through the sky, and a figure fell next to Anduin.

It was a black dragon. Judging from his size, he was still very young, but as the last black dragon, his existence was already a miracle. Then he began to transform, twisting his body, and then a human form with a dark face appeared in front of Anduin. Black Dragon Prince Wrathion, the only remaining and mysterious black dragon prince, came to Anduin with a look of loneliness in his eyes,"My only friend, your stubbornness has brought you to such an end. Don't worry, I won't let you." Damn it, there is a troll village in the mountain village not far away. I am very familiar with them. I will let them save you. Never give up hope."

Anduin opened his eyes and looked at Wrathion silently, as if he wanted to express his gratitude to Wrathion, but he was speechless at the moment. Maybe this is the price of growth, but not everyone has this price. Those who are willing to pay, at least when Wrathion put Anduin on his back and left, Anduin felt the sharp pain all over his body. This will be his lifelong memory, and the black memory can never be erased. Maybe after this, he He will become a true king, but who will remember the past that this king has encountered.