Everyone is in full swing
Because Ms. Vilara has a special identity, the Exodar spacecraft must be used to visit Quel'Thalas.
Although it was said that he was going to attend the prince's wedding, in fact it was also an official diplomatic visit, so Neri also put on Eredar's diplomat uniform and followed him.
And because of the alliance between Draenor and Stormwind Kingdom, Lothar and his party do not have to travel thousands of miles by boat or carriage. Anyway, the Exodar spacecraft is big enough, so it is not a problem to bring the envoys with them.
So, one clear morning, the Exodar spacecraft took off from the dock of Thunder Falls and flew towards Northern Borderlands.
"We need to dock at Kazz Modan for two hours. The envoys from the Dwarf Kingdom want to take a smooth sailing. It is said that the dwarfs also sent envoys this time.
This is really strange.
Those smart little men who live in the Kazz Modan mountains have never liked to participate in these ceremonial activities. I wonder how Quel'Thalas persuaded them?
By the way, you "Golden Throne" are so handsome."
On the navigation desk of the spacecraft, Lothar, wearing a formal dress, strolled over to chat with Diakum. Probably the chef Pandaren on the spacecraft wanted to show off his skills in front of these big shots, so he prepared a particularly rich breakfast.
There are so many steamed buns with different fillings prepared, which makes Lothar, who is feasting on the delicious food, urgently need to walk to eat.
Facing his "appreciation", Diakum glared angrily and said:
"If you think it's cool, I'll do it for you. You just don't know how unlucky this thing is. If I tell you that you don't understand this joke, it's very boring."
As for the dwarfs.
They are probably very interested in Quel'Thalas's magical mechanical engineering.
As far as I know, the gnomes have been studying some "Titan Technology" recently, and they may have encountered difficulties, so they want to go to Quel'Thalas to see how the elves' mechanical golems operate."
"That's it."
Lothar nodded, standing in front of the navigation platform with his hands behind his back, looking at the unique scenery in the stratosphere, he said:
"This Titan Technology seems to be a bit widespread. Goblin just showed me their loggers and harvesters improved by Titan Technology last month. Now they have given that thing a cool name, "All-Terrain Bipedal Single-Soldier Assault Platform".
It's quite intimidating, but I personally tried it.
I have to say that although it is still far from your Lightforged War Mech, it already has some flavor. The Goblin tinkers of Steamwheedle Cartel said that they will send some test products when they attack Lordaeron.
Now the dwarves actually got Titan Technology. It seems that these two little races that have never dealt with each other are going to fight again. By the way, I am still quite interested in your Golden Throne. Why do you think it is unlucky?"
"Well, this involves a series of unfortunate things that happened in a certain "empire" on the other side of this star sea. That is the tragedy I saw in the image of Holy Light."
Anyway, with nothing to do, Diakum told the future emperor Lothar about the "tragedy" of another emperor.
This story is quite long, and Lothar's face hurts when he listens to it.
When it came to "The magic pony made a psychic phone call and blew up the Internet, so that the big golden emperor had to use his big butt to suppress the disaster", Lothar couldn't listen at all.
He waved his hand and said:
"Whether it is from the perspective of his father or the ruler, this His Majesty has failed so much. The whole story has the feeling of "tragedy for the sake of tragedy".
Obviously he had so many opportunities to turn the tide, but in his series of operations, apart from admiring him for doing his best to sacrifice for his empire Consecration, I couldn't get any useful inspiration from his extremely bad operations."
"Yes, the purpose of this story may be to tell us what the worst outcome will be when everything goes to pieces.
Imagine that in that terrible era, you obviously had all the good qualities, but you still couldn't turn the tide and could only rot with the entire star sea. If we failed, that might be the future of this star sea.
After all, there are only five evil gods over there, and there are seven out of control Six Forces here, including Supreme Star Soul!"
Diakum nodded, and then asked maliciously:
"So, do you still envy me Golden Throne? Considering that you will also become an emperor in the future, do you want to come and have a try?"
"Uh, no, I do feel a little unlucky now."
Lothar waved his hands and said:
"To be honest, if I fall into a similar situation in the future, I might as well give myself a knife."
"Sir, Khadgar Grand Magus has the latest news from Quel'Thalas!"
Lightsworn Sword Saint Tramon strode into the navigation station and handed a piece of information to Diakum. Vigilant took it and frowned after taking a look at it.
He said to Lothar:
"Black Crow King has arrived at Quel'Thalas."
"This is a good thing!"
Lothar said:
"The ruler of Kaldorei took the initiative to go to the territory of Quel'dorei. Doesn't this mean that both tribes are actively accepting each other's goodwill and trying to shape a new alliance? Why are you frowning?
Isn't this what you want to see?"
"Because "home girl" Elisande also went."
Diakum rubbed his eyebrows and said:
"This is indeed a development that I did not expect. What does Archmage, who has always been "maliciously neutral" and very unpopular, mean? Why does Quel'Thalas suddenly appear at this time?
If Suramar and Nightborne are also regarded as an independent elf force, then at this time there are leaders of four elves coexisting in Quel'Thalas.
If something happens suddenly, I can't even imagine it."
"Where is Trolls? Did Trolls send someone to participate?"
Lothar said:
"Although Amani Troll and High Elf are feuding, Troll Empire intends to ease the conflict between them and the elves. I am actually very curious about what kind of decision Zandalari Troll will make in this matter.
In the friendship between the Quel'Thalas and Amani Troll tribes, they can only choose one side."
"That's just the case now."
Dick thought of Dark Prophet's previous fantasy that was too "dark and profound", and he curled his lips and said:
"Maybe Trolls and the elves will really become a "family" in the future. Okay, let's not discuss this anymore. After Ironforge picked up the dwarves and dwarfs, we have to speed up. I really don't want to miss the fun that will happen when the leaders of the four elves meet.
If Your Excellency Elisande can perform the Highborne model play of "Angering against all the elves" for everyone, then our visit this time will really not be in vain."
Diakum The fun he hoped to see did not appear.
In fact, the first meeting between Sun King and Archmage went very pleasantly.
Both parties abide by the etiquette of the elves, and Elisande brought a "congratulatory gift" that Quel'Thalas couldn't refuse, so Anasterian had to use the most advanced guest etiquette to invite Archmage to temporarily live in the Silvermoon Palace.
Prince soon received this congratulatory gift from Nightborne.
Father King's most trusted Phoenix Sword Saint Salorian personally escorted him to Mage Tower of Kael'thas. He and his fiancée also received the message and are waiting here.
When the gorgeous Highborne treasure box was opened, Kael'thas had such a detached temperament that he couldn't help but sigh at this moment.
There is a special "fruit" placed in the box in front of you. It is like a peach, but its flesh is in the shape of crystals made of a large number of pure Arcane. It looks like a handicraft rather than food.
"The fruit of Holy Tree Arcan'dor, a currently known the One wonder that can eliminate Magic Addiction without any side effects, Suramar's most valuable treasure, and Elisande's favorite."
Kael'thas stretched out his finger and touched the treasure in the treasure box.
There was no happiness or relaxation in his eyes, but he looked at Phoenix Sword Saint with a regretful and heavy look, and he said:
"What agreement did Father King and Archmage make for this fruit? Is it in exchange for the interests of the kingdom? With all due respect, if this is the case, then there is no way I can take it!"
"Don't worry, Your Highness, Archmage made it clear that this holy fruit is a pure gift and does not contain any political conditions. She said that this fruit represents the restart of the friendship between Suramar and Quel'Thalas that has been dormant for many years.
This is also the purpose of her leaving her own city and arriving at Quel'Thalas."
Salorian emphasized with the indifferent attitude of a swordsman:
"His Majesty also requires you to take the holy fruit immediately to gain World Mother's recognition. Lady Aegwynn has made it clear that once you eliminate Magic Addiction, you can become one of the Saviors who serve Supreme Star Soul.
Your Majesty hopes that you can appear at your wedding in this capacity, which can effectively boost the confidence of the people."
Kael'thas fell silent.
He held his fiancée's hand, and after a moment, he sighed and said:
"Even though I have never talked to Archmage, I don't believe a word she says! She must have come with some purpose, to trick Father King into participating in some actions that are not in our interests.
You should never have sent an invitation to Suramar in the first place"
"Your Highness! Be careful what you say."
Phoenix Sword Saint reminded in a cold tone:
"You haven't sat on the throne yet, and you only have the right to make suggestions on the kingdom's policy and diplomatic guidance. I personally hope that you will not let down His Majesty's hard work.
You know, His Majesty has made some kind of decision.
This is the last moment.
Please don't let so many years of accumulation and waiting go up in smoke just because of a moment of anger. Not only your Majesty, but the late king is also watching you."
After speaking, this Sword Saint bowed and turned to leave.
But Kael'thas's expression is really not good-looking, and it is really difficult for him to convince himself to take this fruit in this situation, even if it can make up for his current the One weakness.
"Eat it."
His fiancée Lanathel held Kael'thas's trembling hand and whispered:
"No matter what kind of conspiracy Elisande brings, you should believe in your people. Since His Majesty has decided to abdicate, he will never leave you a mess. What's more, Black Crow King is also here, and neither he nor Eternal Shadow Governor will allow Elisande to play tricks.
You are not alone, Kael'thas.
Only by obtaining the identity of Saviors can you better contact those warriors who are also fighting for the fate of the world.
This is your unique advantage!
Mount Hyjal's war has proven that when Saviorss unite together, even Burning Legion will retreat!"
"Yes, you're right."
Kael'thas nodded.
He reached out and picked up the exquisite holy fruit. The unique smell exuded by the fruit was like the aroma emitted by the perfect combination of pure Arcane Energy and living things. The Magic Addiction in Kael'thas's body was ready to move, making his throat move up and down.
Just as he was about to swallow it, he heard his attendant reporting at the door:
"Your Highness, your friend Warlord Margok has arrived at Sun Tower with Dean Aelya Blue Moon. It said that it brought you the gift you need most, and also joked that it asked you to prepare your "reward"."
"This Ogres"
Kael'thas was amused.
He said to Lanathel:
"It was said to be a congratulatory gift, but it actually asked me to pay for it. It seems that what it brings is indeed extraordinary. We have to go and welcome the dean."
"Eat the fruit first!"
Lanathel shook his head and said:
"To avoid long nights and long dreams, you know, Quel'Thalas has not had Arcan'dor Sacred Fruit for thousands of years. Once the news of it is spread, even the most loyal Silvermoon Councilors will have bad thoughts."
"That's true."
Kael'thas nodded, put the crystal-like holy fruit to his mouth and took the first bite.
There was no solid pulp but flowing energy pouring into the mouth, and being absorbed by the body made Kael'thas let out some kind of weird moan.
He could feel the original and pure Arcane Energy flowing through his body, quickly erasing the harm of Magic Addiction hidden in his blood and bones, and letting the heavy pressure in Kael'thas's heart suddenly relax.
He glanced at the fruit in his hand.
You can only take one bite of the holy fruit, and most of the energy in it has been lost. The prince sucked it once, took the remaining energy into his mouth, and kissed his fiancée on the lips as she watched in surprise, sending those precious arcane energy into Lanathel's body.
The remaining energy was not enough to help Lanathel get rid of Magic Addiction, but even a few strands were enough to suppress Quel'dorei's "inner demons" for her.
"No need to worry."
Under the angry gaze of his blushing fiancée, Kael'thas grinned and said:
"Magic Addiction has been eliminated. I have never felt so relaxed."
"Yes, I have never felt so relaxed. After all, it is not easy for me to recruit several qualified Saviors. This difficult KPI has finally been completed again."
Lady Aegwynn's teasing voice sounded from outside Mage Tower's window. A raven stood there, tilting its head and admiring the handsome man and beautiful woman in front of her. It was really pleasing to the eye.
As her head shook, a Heart of Azeroth pendant that had been prepared flew towards Kael'thas, and was caught in his hand.
"Your code name is "Phoenix"."
Aegwynn reminded:
"Because Lothar has summoned Saviors, currently all Saviors except "Night Owl" Jarod Shadowsong will arrive here. You guys just want to meet each other and get familiar with each other."
"Who is in this noble group? Let me prepare in advance."
Kael'thas hung the golden pendant on his chest and asked. Aegwynn replied as if he was giving the name of the dish:
""Dragonheart"Rhonin, "Raven"Khadgar, "Lion"Anduin Lothar, "Devilsaur"Talanji," Tiger"Taran Zhu, and you," Phoenix"Kael'thas Sunstrider.
Beyond that there are more than a dozen candidates.
They have all been assigned their own missions, and upon completion, they will be given the emblem of Saviors.
You are being watched personally by Mother Star Soul. Although you should not always have a desire to save the world, you must remember that when facing major choices, you must put the overall interests of the world first.
In most cases, your contact person will be me.
But in a war situation, you must accept the command of Warden Diacum.
He is the commander "seconded" by World Mother from his brother. After several conflicts, he has fully proved his ability.
You can contact me yourself, I'm going to watch the fun.
The teams of Lothar and Terenas happened to bump into each other, hey, now it's fun to watch."
After saying that, Aegwynn turned around and disappeared into the magic vortex.
Kael'thas was also a little surprised, while Lanathel reached out and touched the pendant on her husband's chest. She said proudly:
"My husband is the representative of Quel'dorei in the eyes of World Mother. Yes, it should be so. You should be the most perfect Quel'dorei. You deserve this appointment."
The other side.
When the Exodar spacecraft landed on the plain near Sun Tower, Lothar, who walked out of the cabin, saw an advancing team in the distance.
Even from such a distance, he could feel the murderous aura emanating from the black-armored knights of that team, and the flag they flew had the emblem of Seven Human Kingdoms on top of it.
It looks like an empire.
"That's too much!"
Lothar Archmage Antonidas, who was next to him, clenched his staff angrily and yelled:
"This is on the territory of Quel'Thalas. What qualifications do they have to represent the Dalaran city-state and other Human King countries? Is this some kind of demonstration?"
"It's a provocation, no doubt about it!"
Prince Derek stared at the black-armored knight with cold eyes, his hand already on the hilt of the ceremonial sword at his waist.
But someone is faster than these angry humans.
Blackscale Camp Scalelord Sarkareth, who came with Light Weaver Warband, shattered his human illusion, spread his wings and pounced on the human knight like a meteor.
Its arrival was quickly noticed by the commander in the team. When Sarkareth approached, two knights flew over from their horses with dragon wings on their backs and collided with Sarkareth to prevent this guy from getting close to the king.
However, the inferior version of little Dragonkin has a significant gap when faced with the "Dragon Hunter" that Deathwing made by hand when he was not crazy yet.
The two humans Dragonborn didn't even touch Sarkareth before they were slapped on the ground by Scalelord's wings as tough as steel. With a bang, the sturdy commander Dracthyr landed on the ground.
It stepped on the struggling Dragonkin with its paws, its yellow snake eyes full of indifference.
"Fallen creation!"
Sarkareth scolded with a look of disgust:
"You are not Dragonborn at all! You are a freak created by Void Power. The blood of corruption is flowing in your body, and you have tarnished this glorious appearance."
"Let our knights go!"
The Dragonborn knights of Lordaeron are very united.
They drove the horses covering Dragon Scale to surround Sarkareth. However, at high altitude, a team of twelve Blackscale Camp Warrior had already locked the target.
With just one order from Sarkareth Scalelord, the powerful Dracthyr Warrior can burn these inferior Dragonkin to ashes.
This conflict was unexpected by both parties.
No matter it was Lothar or Terenas, they never thought about causing trouble before Kael'thas's wedding started.
But Dracthyrs don't care about you or that, and human rules don't apply to them.
"Sarkareth! Come back!"
Onyxia, wearing a black dress, walked out of the crowd and called out:
"Now is not the time. They just accepted this power ignorantly. They don't understand the weight of this curse at all. Let them go. The ruthless time will make them realize the "price of power"."
"Huh, that's true."
Sarkareth spits out a wisp of dragon fire from its nostrils.
It waved its paws and asked its Warriors to return to the spacecraft, and then looked at these Dragonborn knights coldly.
It knew that these were the creations of "Father", and it was very disappointed and said sarcastically:
"Some things will be too late when you regret them. Oh, every gift of fate has a price secretly marked on it. Unfortunately, you can no longer "return" it. Even death is a luxury!
Let them rot slowly in the ruthless time, my poor "brothers"."
Arthas in the crowd seemed to have seen his father's carriage, and was about to rush over, but was held down by Sir Uther on the shoulder. Jazz shook his head at him.
Now is not the time, but there will be a chance.