The high elves are a magical kingdom, and when facing a "companion" like Dalaran, it is only natural to send out a powerful archmage.
After thousands of years of accumulation, Quel'Thalas has dozens of archmages, if not a hundred. Why did Dar'Kan choose Rommath, a die-hard royalist?
Anasteria did not give an immediate reply, leaving other members of the Silver Moon Council to discuss the matter.
'Royal Arcane Society...could it be?'
Calpurnia Sun Shadow's eyes flickered towards Darkan, and she suddenly remembered a certain princess from another country who was studying in the Arcane Association.
'His Royal Highness the Prince is temporarily exiled to the southern part of the forest. If Romance, the president of the Royal Arcane Society, is also transferred...'
Calpurnia was wary: 'Is this cunning guy planning to do something to Jaina Proudmoore?'
A 10-year-old girl can easily be led astray by others, and even the precocious Princess of Kul Tiras is no exception. At most, she can only persist for a while.
Fortunately, high elves with long lifespans work at a slow pace, and most of them suffer from procrastination.
There is no rush to decide on the appointment of a new ambassador within a few days. Calpurnia still has enough time to report the situation to the Sun King.
Jaina, who was in the Tower of Morning Star, didn't know yet that she had unknowingly become Darkan's target.
At this time, she was bouncing next to Sarlayan, begging her brother Sarlayan to continue using weapons to perform magic.
[Quel'Sera: Are you polite? 】
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Deep in the Emerald Dream
Ever since he led the druids and green dragon coalition to advance here, Malfurion's brows had not relaxed.
"Is this... really still the Emerald Dream?"
In Malfurion's memory, the Emerald Dream, just like its name, was always shrouded in lush greenery.
But the scene before him made him doubt his inherent impression of the Emerald Dream.
Walking in this barren wilderness, everything you see is dark red thorns and vines.
The souls of wild animals that originally lived and worked peacefully in the Emerald Dream were twisted by some strange force and turned into extremely aggressive and deformed monsters.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Rampant laughter came from the high cliffs, and a tall and thin figure opened his arms and shouted to Malfurion: "Welcome to the world of nightmares, my old friend, Malfurion Stormrage.
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Although he calls him an old friend, normal people can hear the hatred that this person expresses.
"Savis!"
Malfurion's eyebrows were raised, and he, who had always been mild-tempered, showed a rare expression of anger.
"Sure enough, you are the one behind it!"
The satyr king in front of him is none other than Xavius, who fought to the death with Malfurion in the War of the Ancients. His image has not changed in any way from that time.
If Sarlayan were here, the barrage would immediately be able to tell from Xavius's lean body shape that this Xavius was a fake.
Due to absorbing the twisted power of nightmares over the years, the real Xavius has long grown into an ugly fat man. Now the one who appears to mock is just a shadow he created using the power of nightmares. The real body has long been hidden.
where it goes.
At this time, Malfurion had not yet learned of this information, and he was too lazy to talk to the Shadow of Xavius.
Malfurion, who has a pragmatic style, prefers to implement his will through practical actions.
Under his order, the green dragon and druid coalition destroyed Xavius's last line of defense in less than half a day.
"Haha...ahem!"
The body of the Shadow of Xavius has begun to dissipate, but he still has a mocking smile on his face.
"Poor Malfurion, you have no idea how powerful the ancient gods are."
"I admit, you won this time, but if you want to catch me, you still need to work harder."
"We will have the chance to meet again. I pray you won't be caught by me and hurt your feet, hahahaha!"
Malfurion gritted his teeth in anger as he watched the shadow of Xavius turn into black ash and float away in the wind.
"Damn it! It's just a clone. The guy's true body has long since escaped!"
Eranikus, the green dragon warrior who followed Malfurion on the expedition, asked: "What should we do next? The dream world is extremely vast. If Xavius doesn't take the initiative to reveal his hiding place, it may be difficult for us to find his hiding place."
place."
"call……"
Malfurion took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions.
"It doesn't matter. Although it's a pity not to have a battle, this battle destroyed the nightmare power that Xavius had accumulated for thousands of years."
"And we have already heightened our vigilance against nightmares. It will not be so easy for Sares to hide in the dark and accumulate strength."
"If that guy still wants to jump out and cause trouble, with this experience and lesson, I will definitely not let him run away again!"
Eranikus nodded: "Indeed, there is no need to rush. We have the advantage now. It is Xavius and N'Zoth who should be anxious."
"Retract the troops and leave the necessary troops to defend the dream world. It's time for us to return to Azeroth and rescue Melinthera."
Melinthra is the eldest daughter of Ysera and Eranikus.
Originally, Eranikus had already overcome the pain of losing his daughter and planned to have another baby dragon for Ysera.
Unfortunately, a thousand years have passed, and Ysera has never been able to conceive Eranikus's cub.
Suddenly learning that Merinthra was still alive, Eranikus couldn't wait to launch the second Quicksand War to take home his precious daughter who had been separated for thousands of years and take good care of her.
On the way back, Malfurion, who transformed into a bird of prey and flew with Eranikus, felt a little emotional.
"Because of Tyrande's inherent impression, I also thought that the descendants of Dath'Remar who had traveled across the ocean had long since resigned themselves to depravity."
"Through the series of actions of the child named Sarlayan Deep Shadow, I discovered that I had also been blinded by prejudice without knowing it."
Eranikus turned his head and looked at the Storm Crow flying beside him.
"Malfurion, if we want to win this war beautifully and reduce the losses of the dragons and night elves, we'd better go to the high elves on the other side of the sea to assist, and then get in touch with other races in the Eastern Kingdom. You have to think about this."
How did you convince Tyrande?"
Malfurion nodded solemnly: "Although Tyrande hates arcane magic and highborne elves, when it comes to the safety of Azeroth, she will not act based on her own personal preferences."
"Elanicus, please contact Remulos who has arrived in Eversong Forest first, and inform the senior management of Quel'Thalas that I will arrive on time in 15 days."
"At that time, we will discuss preparations for the war with those distant relatives who have been separated for many years."
Malfurion raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and said in an incomprehensible tone: "The overall peaceful situation in Azeroth has lasted for thousands of years, and many of our people have lost their fighting spirit."
"With the invasion of the alien race orcs, the world has become turbulent again."
"Now is not the time to bury our heads in the sand. We must unite all the allies we can and work together to defend Azeroth, the homeland common to all."
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"Fifteen days from now?"
After learning about Malfurion and Ysera's itinerary from Remulos, Sarlayan and Vereesa separately informed Julian of Sunscar Peak and Kael'thas, who was retreating to Taquilin to reflect on his past.
prince.
Although it is called shutting oneself up and thinking about one's mistakes, Taquilin Mountain is high and far away from the emperor. The locals were not ready to welcome His Royal Highness and would not care whether he really thought about one's mistakes behind closed doors. Kael'thas here felt more like he was on vacation.
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Three months is nothing to the high elves, and after learning that the distinguished guest was coming, Anasteria immediately took advantage of the situation and temporarily restored Kael'thas's crown prince power.
After Malfurion and others arrive in Quel'Thalas, Kael'thas will go to the Temple of Dysholm on behalf of the royal family to greet these distinguished guests and take them all the way to Silvermoon City.
Sarlayan had informed the Sun King and the prince of the night elves' intentions in advance.
Discussions and formulation of reform plans are already busy enough, but now we have to add the related work of welcoming night elves and green dragons, as well as a series of subsequent discussions on alliance conditions.
The Silver Moon councilors who usually always sit in their offices and fish for fish have rarely entered the 996 overtime state.
The mountain of official business and numerous meetings kept every congressman busy. Even Darkan, who was assisted by two tool men, could not spare time to implement his new plan.
Half a month later, Julian temporarily entrusted the care of Inas to Melia, and went down the mountain from Sunscar Peak with Sarlayan, and came to the outside of Desom Temple to welcome the arrival of Malfurion and Ysera.
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"Hoola!"
At 12 o'clock at noon, under the operation of Remulos, the surface of the tree in Sath'ala was filled with rich life force.
A portal with a radius of about ten meters opened in the Temple of Desom, and the first thing to come out was an elegant green dragon wearing a crown.
Kael'thas hurriedly bent down and saluted the other party respectfully: "Dear Green Dragon Queen Ysera, I am Kael'thas, Crown Prince of Quel'Thalas. Welcome to Eversong Forest."