"For their own ambitions and desires, the blood of countless soldiers achieved the authority of the crown."
"...I've seen countries turn into a sea of fire, and countless heroes died in vain. After losing so much, it's hard for me to trust other people anymore..."
On the Alliance's airship, King Varian wrote down some thoughts on paper. Below the airship, there were thousands of sails on the sea, which were the Alliance's fleet attacking the Tomb of Sargeras.
Parallel with the Alliance fleet are Sylvanas's fel elves and the Forsaken. The airship Sylvanas is riding is far away from the Alliance's airship.
"Oh my god, what is that?"
The soldiers outside the window screamed, and Varian quickly ran out to check.
In the direction of Broken Beach, green evil energy beams shot straight into the sky, forming a terrifying vortex in the sky.
The power of evil energy formed a large green cloud, covering the entire island and covering the sky, including the bright moon.
In comparison, Dalaran, floating next to the fel light beam and cooperating with the spellcasting, seemed so small.
"Is this Illidan's power? It's really terrifying. No wonder he has the confidence to attack the Tomb of Sargeras."
Varian was a little more confident about the coming victory. Coincidentally, Sylvanas in the Horde airship also walked out of the room. She looked at the fel beam of light quietly for a while, and then smiled brightly at Varian.
At this moment, Sylvanas was no longer in the form of a banshee, but an astonishingly charming evil body. She had a charming face and a graceful figure. Varian was filled with worry, and his heart was moved. If such a beautiful woman could...
....
Putting away such ridiculous thoughts, Varian looked intently in the direction of the Broken Shore.
The leaders of the Alliance and the Horde didn't know that Aman'Thul was afraid of the prying eyes of the Moon God, so he used the power of evil to cover the sky. Such wonders of the world and amazing visions were just to deceive others.
Varian was curious as to why there was no response from the direction of the Tomb of Sargeras when Illidan made such a big noise.
Suddenly, Varian felt that there was silence between heaven and earth. The airship was frozen in the sky, the propellers no longer rotated, all the soldiers stood still, and time was frozen at this moment.
"What's going on?"
Varian felt terrified from the bottom of his heart. He looked helplessly at the tribal airship aside. Sylvanas was also motionless, with flying hair, heroic appearance, and a curvy figure, like a beautiful doll.
Strange sounds echoed in Varian's ears.
"A beautiful woman, you really want her, don't you?"
"Who are you?" Varian asked in horror.
"Don't be afraid, I don't mean any harm." The strange voice sounded again, and the gender could not be distinguished: "If you want to own this woman, you only need to walk over, and she will become yours."
A rainbow-shaped bridge appeared in the middle of the two airships: "Look, she won't resist. A beautiful woman, the chief of the tribe, you can have her. Come on, let go of your desires, don't let the world
My morals bind you, but you are a king, you can do whatever you want and do whatever you want."
Varian almost walked over, but he suddenly realized that it was a trap. If he really stepped onto the Rainbow Bridge, he would probably fall from a high altitude and be shattered to pieces.
"Are you the demon from the Tomb of Sargeras? Are you tempting me?" Varian remembered something. The counterattack from the Tomb of Sargeras finally came. This was a trick from the devil.
"Oh, no, tempting you to fall, that's just a trick of a low-level devil."
The voice echoed in Varian's ears again:
"There is a huge difference in life forms between you and me. It would be easy for me to kill you. There is no need to engage in conspiracy. In the realm of my trial court, everything is achievable. You only need to face the desires in your heart. Look, you missed it.
I took a great opportunity, but it’s too late to regret it.”
The Rainbow Bridge disappeared, and Varian suddenly felt a sense of regret.
The voice echoed leisurely: "Every life, every creature, is equal in my eyes. I am willing to give them end-of-life care and let them go to the end of their lives without regrets. The desires of ordinary soldiers can easily be satisfied."
, but you are a king, and I want to see the real regret in your heart."
Varian suddenly felt that he had been completely seen through, including the privacy hidden in his heart. Sweat soaked all his clothes. Varian wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the annoying voice came again:
"So that's it. You are afraid. You feel uneasy and never feel safe. You are worried that your identity will be revealed. Don't worry, the people who know your secret are no longer around... Oh, that's probably it. Then
Who are you afraid of? You ventured into the Broken Shore because of this worry in your heart."
A beam of light fell next to Varian, first turning into the image of Medivh, then the ferocious-looking Thrall, then the treacherous and cunning Gul'dan, the Lich King Arthas, Deathwing, Hogg, etc.
wait.
Varian knew very well that these were all illusions and remained unmoved.
"Strange, these are not what you are most afraid of." The voice was a little confused: "I have clearly seen all your secrets, oh, I understand, haha, an interesting answer, the cunning of creatures almost deceived me."
The beam of light turned into a young man. Varian knew it was an illusion, but still subconsciously took a step back.
Prince Anduin.
"What a king fears most is his own son. Sure enough, there is no father or son under the king's authority." The voice chuckled: "Your Majesty the King, you should know that the true form of our high-level demons is hidden deep in the void.
Those in the Tomb of Sargeras are just our clones, it doesn't matter if you die, but if you die, you are truly dead."
"Are you trying to persuade me to escape?" Varian said seriously: "For Azeroth, I would rather sacrifice myself."
"That's nice to say. Your Majesty the King, if I were you, I would immediately turn the ship around and be a smart deserter to make your boring life more exciting. You have no idea what kind of battle you are facing. You
You can think this is a trick of the devil, but it is actually a sincere advice. This is not a game that low-level creatures like you can play."
"Low-level creatures?" Varian clenched his fists unconvinced after hearing this: "I want you to understand how powerful our low-level creatures are."
"If you insist on this, you are welcome to participate in this game."
The sound disappeared, and everything around him quickly returned to normal. The airship was moving forward, and the propellers were spinning rapidly. For some reason, Varian found that the soldiers around him looked satisfied.
"What just happened to you?" Varian asked.
"Your Majesty the King." A young soldier said shyly: "I seem to have had a dream. I dreamed of being with my beloved Lisa. The dream was so beautiful that it was worth dying here."
Varian was wondering, could it be that what the devil just said was true.
At this moment, the tribe's airship was waving flags and approaching cautiously.
When the two airships approached, Sylvanas jumped over with a quick step, her movements were chic and charming. (To be continued)