Kael'thas is walking in the dark.
The Flame Strike in his hand burned like a torch, but it could not illuminate an inch of land in front of him. The palace of Father King should not be so huge, but the darkness covered by it has obviously changed the spatial structure of this place.
The Divine Descent incarnation of Vigilant said that this is the dark path leading to N'yalotha·Slumbering City. This palace is connected to the Dark Empire Reflection that exists in Old God's dream through the shadow under its feet.
Here is being stripped from Material World.
The palace and everything in it would be completely integrated into Thousand Tentacle Demon's dark dream, but his father would still be here.
"Dark Entity are approaching, dear, they are whispering and peeking at us, and those cold malices are tearing at my spirit."
Lanathel held Kael'thas's hand tightly.
She held a sharp sword in her hand, but except for her husband's fingers, nothing in the darkness could bring her even the slightest sense of security.
She felt that the two of them were walking in the monster's cold and slippery stomach, and she could even hear those blasphemous whispers and dark temptations.
There was an eye in the darkness staring at her and Kael'thas.
"Strong will."
Kael'thas said with a hoarse voice:
"We won't be here long."
"Hmm."
Lanathel tried to summon a ray of light to shine, but the magical flame was swallowed up by the darkness as soon as it left the fingertips. Ordinary light cannot Gleam here at all. This is the real Void Realm. Those who are not blessed will step into the eternal sleep from here.
In that Waking Dream, the rules of the world will be reversed, and in that endless sleep, even death itself will die.
The four Old God who took root and grew up in Azeroth all have their own powers, but N'Zoth, the "weakest" ancient god, has the most troublesome power for mortals.
It controls the dreams of thousands of creatures.
In every dream full of whispers, there will be a soul that is not firm enough to bow down in the void.
But these methods are still a bit too weak to deal with Kael'thas.
Not to mention the prince's own firm mind, Consecration's enthusiasm for the people and his talent as a super Arcane Mage enable him to resist the tricks of mental temptation. It's just that the Heart of Azeroth he is wearing in front of him at this time is also glowing.
The blue beam of light is dim but real, intertwining Kael'thas and Lanathel like a chain.
World Mother watched them, making them immune to evil.
"Your Majesty's in front! There's a roar of battle!"
Lanathel listened attentively and said something to Kael'thas. The prince stepped forward quickly, waving the burning Flame Strike to drive away Dark Hand who was blocking the road. Then he saw Black Crow King who was fighting Faceless Ones with a sharp blade.
The latter was exhausted, but still fighting.
The monsters in the dark land will return to the dreamland after death, so it is difficult to say how many Void Abomination Black Crow King actually killed, but judging from the injuries on this majesty, he has not stopped fighting since darkness covered this place.
"Boom"
Kael'thas called Phoenixfire to attack Faceless Ones, and in the cold explosion, Void Creature around Black Crow King turned into burning pillars of fire.
But even the explosive flames cannot illuminate this place.
"Don't come here!"
Kur'talos Ravencrest, who was holding the Dragon Head Blade, gasped and yelled:
"Fifteen minutes ago, I killed my "daughter". Seven minutes ago, I killed my "wife" and "father". Three minutes ago, I performed a cold beheading on "Azshara".
I have to confirm that you are "real", otherwise I will wait for the sharp blade to come."
Kael'thas raised the Heart of Azeroth in his hand, letting the faint blue beam of light linger and dispel the darkness and pull on Black Crow King's wrist. The unfailing Star Soul comfort made Black Crow King laugh out loud.
All the fatigue came out at this moment Dispersion tried his best to stand up straight, but the severe pain made the king of Kaldorei stagger and fall to the ground, and was supported by Kael'thas and Lanathel.
"Sorry, kid."
Kur'talos whispered:
"You're late."
This sentence made Kael'thas feel a pain in his heart and almost shed tears.
When he stepped into this darkness, he had already prepared for the worst. However, hearing His Majesty Kur'talos's sad reminder at this time still made Kael'thas feel like a knife.
But then I heard the warning from Black Crow King:
"Don't have unnecessary emotions. The darkness here will detect your weakness and try to defeat you with these weaknesses. Come with me, you need to take him out. This place is falling into N'yalotha. The waking dream of the past is pulling and swallowing our souls.
It was afraid of the light of Vigilant and did not dare to spread further, but the palace had fallen.
There is no possibility of salvation here."
He glanced at the sword in his hand. This Dragonforged Blade came from when Black Rook Hold was established. Dragon Aspects donated a batch of Rune Sword to Battle of Mount Hyjal. The broken Quel'Serrar in and the Quel'Delar held by Sun King are the two most powerful among the batch of Rune Sword.
But the two-handed sword Black Crow King accompanied him throughout War of the Ancients and the following ten thousand years.
Although he is not a super strong person who can use his own force to maintain the weapon, after years of maintenance and strengthening by Artisan in the palace, this sword has become a magical weapon in this world.
"Take it."
He handed the sword stained with dark blood to Kael'thas and said:
"This is not a king's blade, nor does it come with powerful power, but this "Ravencrest's Legacy" entrusts my resistance, persistence and fighting will. I hope it can protect you like it protects me.
I didn't bring you any gifts, so just use them to carry my blessings."
Kael'thas did not refuse.
Mainly because Black Crow King's physical condition at this time was really unable to drag such a heavy weapon forward. The prince carried it behind his back, and together with his wife, he supported Black Crow King through the darkness and arrived at a corner.
Anasterian is here.
He leaned on his body with the Quel'Delar war sword to prevent himself from falling. At the last moment when his breathing stopped, his eyes were still looking in the direction of the city, as if he was telling something to his children and the people.
Kael'thas's father has never been in such a passionate fighting state in his memory.
He seems to maintain the dignity and calmness of a king at all times, and he also holds his children to such standards, allowing Kael'thas to grow into the perfect person he is today.
Kael'thas stepped forward, with tears constantly dripping from the corners of his eyes. He took off the Dragonforged Blade that was supporting his father's body and handed it to his wife beside him.
Lanathel is crying too.
She took over Dragonforged Blade Quel'Delar, looked at her husband and father, remembered the passing of a king, and at the same time felt sad that she would most likely not be able to celebrate her "wedding anniversary" in the future.
"The city survived. The people took refuge in the inner city. Both Trolls and Dragonborn were repelled. We paid the sacrifice but saved the disaster.
Already
You don't have to fight anymore."
Kael'thas With sobbing sobs, he laid his father's body flat on the ground and clasped his hands on his chest.
He really wants to be decent.
But in the end, he threw himself beside his father and cried loudly. This may be the first time he has cried in such pain since he grew up.
From tonight, he will never see the most important person in his life again.
This scene made Ravencrest very emotional. He felt exhausted, so he leaned against the wall, but his legs could not support him, so he could only slide down the wall, and finally leaned against the corner.
With trembling hands, he took out his last diary from his arms.
In this darkness, he recorded his current state of mind in the same manner as before. Since he could no longer say a final farewell to his daughter, he might as well write it in his diary.
"Your father could have survived."
He whispered to Kael'thas:
"He does not have to end his long life with a passionate battle like me, an old man who has been Death Summon. Maybe I gave him a wrong example. But I think that when Anasterian returned to this darkness, he also thought about the fate of his country in the future.
Sunwell is no longer here, Kael'thas.
Quel'dorei The most important treasure has disappeared, the last pillar supporting your pride has been taken away, and the large-scale outbreak of Magic Addiction is unstoppable.
Two months? Three months? One year?
No sense!
You eventually have to face this tough problem.
How should we eliminate the hopeless Magic Addiction of Quel'dorei and even Highborne?
If you can handle this matter well, you will become the greatest ruler in the history of Quel'dorei and even all elves; if you cannot complete it, you will become the king of Quel'Thalas's country.
Alas, fate has not been kind to you."
"We want to get Arcandor Holy Tree back!"
Lanathel, who was promoted to "Queen" at this moment, said in a deep voice:
"We will get the treasure that belongs to the elf back from Elisande. If she doesn't give it to us, then we will."
"Will a few broken trees solve the problem?"
Black Crow King scoffed at this method. He shook his head and said:
"Do you think Elisande has never tried to breed a new Arcandor Tree in these ten thousand years?
It's useless. No one except Azshara can restore Arcandor Tree to the scale of the empire, enough to provide every citizen with a drink that suppresses Magic Addiction.
Arcandor Tree can only protect a few people from being swallowed up by Magic Addiction. It is not a way to treat the root of the problem.
After all, Well of Eternity curses us when it blesses us. The adaptability of elves to energy makes us and destroys us.
Kael'thas, you have to solve these problems at a more fundamental level.
This should have been a problem for those of us who have experienced the imperial era, but our generation has finally let you down. This problem can only be left to you, Malfurion and Eternal Shadow Governor.
But I firmly believe that the method exists.
Kaldorei uses her natural affinity and belief in Ms. Elune to resist Magic Addiction, but that is not a way to spread."
"We'll find it."
Kael'thas wiped his eyes.
He glared at the shameless darkness around him who wanted to take advantage of his sadness, and he said loudly:
"This is my duty and my mission!"
"Then take him away. I have nothing left to give you, only blessings."
Black Crow King handed his blood-stained diary to Lanathel, entrusting her to pass it on to his daughter. At the same time, he told her daughter to burn his "King's Diary Library" on fire after returning to Eldre'Thalas.
Alas, I want to keep my innocence with Mortal realm.
"But we can't leave you here. I can't allow you to be captured by N'Zoth, that rat in the darkness. That would be a violation of the elves' oath of unity."
Kael'thas stood up.
Under Ravencrest's surprised gaze, he took out the fire from his arms.
The Elf Prince looked at the flame from Radiant Sun, and seemed to finally understand at this moment why Diakum the Saint wanted to give this thing to him as a gift.
The fighter who fought against fate may not have anticipated everything that would happen to Silvermoon City, as well as this Red Wedding that would be "recorded in history", but he certainly foresaw the dark path that he and Quel'dorei would embark on in the future.
Yes, without Sunwell and without abundant magic power, how can our people survive their own entrenched inner demons?
Without that golden light, how could Quel'Thalas cross the quagmire and rush towards the Other Side?
Our people will experience the darkest period in the past seven thousand years. They will step into the night. If they want not to get lost in the watching darkness, they need a ray of light.
There needs to be a high-hanging sun!
Come to dispel the darkness for them and bring them light.
This may be the fate of "Sunstrider".
"He said that I only have one chance to ignite the fire. He said that this flame can only be used at the most important moment, but what he gave me was more than just a flame.
This is Tinder!
Only by filling it with firewood can the flames burn."
Kael'thas took off the crystal cover and the moment it came into contact with the surrounding darkness, this rootless fire immediately exploded. It seemed that Sunflare couldn't stand the arrogance of the darkness. Wherever it went, there must be light. How could these dark dogs be allowed to show their teeth and claws in front of it.
When Kael'thas raised the fire high, the surrounding Animated Darkness retreated in horror, and the light finally lit up in this sleeping place of N'yalotha.
N'Zoth is scolding.
Thousand Tentacle Demon felt the light of Sunflare, waving its tentacles of shadow to extinguish it.
But the next moment, the flame of Radiant Sun beat and merged with Kael'thas's own Phoenix flame, and a wisp of Flames of Sulfuras also beat and merged into it.
The light shined brightly, seeming to turn Kael'thas into the sun, and the shadow tentacles thrown by N'Zoth also collapsed and died in the blooming light.
"Quel'dorei has lost enough today, you villain, don't even think of taking anything from us! Whether it's this palace, my father's body, or the soul of a noble person!
You can take nothing away except the condemnation from Radiant Sun!"
he roared.
He found a path as bright as the scorching sun in the shining light.
That still belongs to the road of Arcane but it is incompatible with the road that Kael'thas originally walked. But at this moment, Kael'thas stepped into it without any hesitation.
As Arcane Mage and a pursuer of truth, he died.
From now on, he will transform into the sun of Quel'dorei and lead his people across the dark sea, greedy mire and thorny jungle.
He wants to become Fire-Bearer who chases the sun, and rediscovers Way of Survival for his people in this era destined to be sad.
Yes.
Kael'thas choose to be the sun!
He opened his arms in the darkness, as if to embrace the rising sun that would never fall.
In the aura that continues to spread and ignite all darkness and shadows, in the roar of N'Zoth, in the swaying vibrations of N'yalotha·Slumbering City's waking dreams, Kael'thas wants to chase the sun.
He saw visions in the light.
He saw a tired giant walking in front of him. He was a fellow traveler and a forerunner.
"Your Excellency Diakum!"
Kael'thas called out, causing Vigilant in the illusion in front of him to turn around, then smiled and waved to Kael'thas, telling him not to get too close.
The current Kael'thas is not yet capable of assuming the "legacy of An'she".
"Chasing the sun, Sunstrider."
Diakum's voice sounded in Kael'thas's ears, with gentle encouragement, he said:
"We will eventually light up the sun, let An'she's light shine in this chaotic sea of stars, and bring eternal balance here. Sunwell is going back soon, but I guess, maybe you won't be able to use it.
Making a decision is always the most difficult.
But when you have made up your mind, all you need is to start.
The extravagant era of Quel'dorei is over, and the new era begins with the day of "Red Wedding". Perhaps, I should call you "The King of Sin'dorei" from now on."
"Sin'dorei? Blood Elf?"
Kael'thas woke up from the illusion of Sunstrider.
He savored the name, and as the darkness faded and the sun returned, he knelt down next to his father's body.
He whispered:
"Then, in the name of Blood Elf, father, we will avenge ourselves and forge a new dawn with our blood. Watch us from the sky.
Please bless us.
One day, your people will once again walk in this world with their heads held high."
Everyone outside the palace looked at the fading darkness at this time. It was like a ray of light erupting in the deepest part of the palace. The darkness from Thousand Tentacle Demon was unable to block it at all. It could only fade away sadly under the shining of the rising sun.
The palace that had been dragged into N'yalotha·Slumbering City returned to Material World under the sunlight.
Quel'doreis are cheering.
They felt the warmth from the bottom of their hearts, like an invisible sun shining in their tired and confused hearts.
When Kael'thas Sunstrider, who was wearing a sun crown and holding Sunblade, walked through the darkness with his wife and appeared in front of the palace, the Phoenix Guards led by Salorian Sword Saint all knelt down.
They paid tribute and paid allegiance to their new king.
The eldest sister of Windrunner family is also among them. There are still tears on her face with blue war lines. Just now, her mother passed on the position of Ranger General to her.
My mother also made sacrifices for the country and fulfilled all Windrunner's missions.
"Our king wears a bloody suit, a robe dyed red by the blood of his enemies!"
Lirath·Windrunner The young bard wiped away his tears, raised his Golden Dawn Harp high, and shouted:
"For the glory of "Blood-Robed King"! Quel'Thalas will never fall!"
So, more people roared like this.
Lothar handed the head that belonged to the rebel Zul'jin to Princess Talanji, then leaned on Strom'kar, the Holy Sword and looked back at Kael'thas, who was holding the fire high.
He said to Daenerys, who was also waving his fist beside him:
""Blood-Robed King", tut, it's so murderous. It feels incompatible with the gentleness of Kael'thas."
"Only when those gentle people are provoked do you realize what real fear is. He is not Sun King, Lothar of Quel'dorei. He is the king of Sin'dorei. He is the leader of Blood Elf."
Daenerys shook her fist excitedly and said loudly:
"The era of mercy is finally over! It's time to strike fear into the enemies of Sin'dorei."
"I can't say whether the enemy feels fear, but I feel fear now."
Lothar looked around and said with a serious expression:
"Where are Varian and Arthas? Jialiya seems to be missing too. Where have the three children gone? Damn it! Are they chasing Terenas? Holy Light is on top, these three idiots!"