The dust on the ground floated up from the ground under the urging of Fel Energy, who was getting increasingly violent. This was a normal phenomenon caused by a giant teleportation spell. But when a heavy Stone floated, Kanrethad realized that he had really underestimated this Portal.
At the moment when the last green Fel Runes was lit up, on the railing at the top of Dark Portal, the two eyes of the lifelike stone snake with its mouth open to reveal sharp teeth and snake letters also turned into Dark Green, making it look like a real giant snake coiled around Dark Portal.
This black Great Door mixed with the light of Dark Green gives it an intimidating aura.
Dark Portal came to life. It was like a giant sky-devouring beast lying on the top of Hellfire Peninsula. It began to breathe. The huge Fel Energy awakened a certain energy in Kanrethad's body, but Warlock used its strong will to force it to death. After pressing down, he looked back and saw that the last Orcs Warrior holding the Orcs child had returned to the team. He took out a Rune Stone containing the Azeroth space coordinates from his arms and walked to the constantly surging Fel Energy Among Storm, he threw it hard towards the inside of the empty Dark Portal door.
There was nothing in it, just like the opened Great Door, but at the moment when Rune Stone came into contact with the plane of Great Door, the light spot of Dark Green appeared in the air, and then continued to rotate, forming a green vortex, constantly expanding, and finally expanding rapidly, and soon a side of Dark Green Light Screen was formed in the 30-meter-tall door frame, with a little starlight mixed in, which looked strangely beautiful.
When an adult stands in front of the giant Light Screen, he is like a mouse standing next to an elephant, which makes people feel intimidated at a glance. Kanrethad stood in front of the green star Great Door, turned sideways, and made a "please" gesture to Goya Matriarch.
The old grandmother smiled and nodded to him, then leaned on Staff and prepared to step forward, but was stopped by Garrosh who came in a hurry.
"Grandma, let us go, it may be dangerous!"
Dranosh·Saurfang and Jorin·Deadeye standing next to him also took Goya Matriarch's arm. They would not let the old grandmother who raised them take risks, while they sat back and enjoyed the fruits of their lives.
This is the most shameful behavior!
"Get out of the way, Garrosh, and you, Dranosh, Jorin, let me go!"
Goya Matriarch raised his voice,
"I'm not old enough to need you to help me walk!"
The moment the old man's voice sounded, young Orcs immediately let go of her arm, but Garrosh stubbornly stood in front of her, like a child having a tantrum.
"No, grandma, this is too dangerous! I want to go there with you! I can protect you!"
Goya Matriarch didn't even look at him. This stubborn and Courage child was one of the people she valued most, but he still had some Recklessness. Every time he went out hunting, Goya Matriarch couldn't let go.
"Garrosh, you belong to the future. I can't consume your future so extravagantly. Just let me, an old man who has lived for a long time, help you explore the road for the last time. Do you want to go against my words?"
Garrosh was neither advancing nor retreating, but Goya Matriarch patted his tall shoulder, and the old man slowly walked into the green Light Screen that was undulating like water waves. More than ten years ago, Goya Matriarch sent her son Durotan away here. Now, she is walking along the path her son took back then, in a colorful passage of Chaos and Bizarre Realm, walking forward slowly but steadily.
As if recalling the past, those gorgeous scenery did not attract Goya Matriarch's attention at all. For a moment, or for a long time, when she felt her breathing became smooth again, she saw another piece of dark red land. At this moment, Goya Matriarch almost thought that her teleportation had failed, but the next moment, she saw Orcs who was standing at the strongest side of the crowd.
He is a green-skinned, tall Orcs, wearing black worn-out armor, carrying a handful of stones Warhammer, and his whole body is wrapped with the awe-inspiring power of Elements.
His armor is Orgrimmar. Goya Matriarch still remembers when Orgrimmar was young, wearing that armor to fight. His Warhammer is Blackhand's, that was the family heirloom of Doomhammer, Blackhand, and on his face, in a trance, Goya Matriarch seemed to see the fearless son of Courage in his memory.
"Durotan!"
Goya Matriarch and Staff both fell to the ground due to shock. The teleportation made the old man a little weak. She seemed to be about to fall, but the next moment, a red shadow appeared beside her and helped her up.
"Old madam, what a pleasure it is to see you again!"
That voice made Goya Matriarch suddenly realize. She turned her head and when she saw that familiar face, she couldn't help but shed tears.
"You are... you are Saurfang, Elements, Varok, my child, you are still alive, this is great... this is really, really great!"
And Thrall also felt Bloodline in his body. The moment he saw this old man, he started to beat deeply. This Orcs wise Warchief could not move until Saurfang waved to him,
"Come here, Thrall, and meet your grandmother... your true relative."
Warchief lowered his head, stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, and then strode up to Goya Matriarch. His voice was trembling. Finally, he patted his chest and said loudly,
"Grandma... I am...Thrall, I..."
"No, kid!"
Goya Matriarch, who was in tears, held Thrall's hand tightly. She interrupted Thrall's self-introduction. She looked at her grandson tenderly and reached out to touch his face, just like when she said goodbye to Durotan.
"Your name is not Thrall, your name is Go'ir. That is a noble name, child... This is the greatest gift from the elemental spirit to me. It allows me to see you again when I am about to return to my ancestors. This is great... great."
On the other side, Garrosh held the ax behind his back, gritted his teeth and walked into Light Screen, then Dranosh, then Jorin, Orcs strode onto the high platform, just like their predecessors more than ten years ago, walking into the green Light Screen with a feeling of uneasiness but full of expectation for a new life.
Dark Portal is wide enough to accommodate 30 Orcss passing through at the same time, so after Orcs speeded up, in less than 30 minutes, the last Orcs walked into the Light Screen.
Kanrethad looked at the time, raised one hand, and waved downwards. Warlock immediately disconnected the energy and waited for the arrival of the next wave of refugees.
But when Garrosh walked out of Light Screen, he saw Goya Matriarch who was safe and sound, and Green Skins who was standing next to Goya Matriarch. Orcs, that is a powerful guy, but before he could speak, Dranosh and Jorin behind him squeezed him forward.
Then they heard the trembling voice of Goya Matriarch,
"By the way, Saurfang, come and meet your son, Dranosh. I have been afraid to tell him your whereabouts because I don't know if you are still alive. It was not until that human Warrior came to Nagrand that we got the news about you. Dranosh, what are you doing standing there? Come and meet your father!"
Old Saurfang and Dranosh Saurfang were both at a loss. Although they had already received news about their sons from Dick, this was indeed their first meeting. Facing any opponent, they would not Overlord Saurfang, who would not take even a step back, felt a rare uneasiness at this moment. But when Dranosh Saurfang walked to him with his head lowered, he frowned at his son and couldn't help shouting,
"Stand up straight! Don't forget your last name!"
This scolding made Dranosh Saurfang subconsciously raise his head immediately, and then he saw the Pendant on Saurfang's neck, the ancient Thunderlord Clan's bone Pendant, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and took out the identical Pendant from his neck, and then felt a hug from his father, and a voice with a hint of trembling in the warmth.
"Welcome home, my son! Our ancestors are still protecting us, thank you ancestors."
At the same time as this touching scene of the meeting of relatives from two worlds took place, in the far north of Eastern Kingdoms, Northern Frontier, a place that had just settled down after a long period of chaos, in Stratholme, inside the City, which was relatively well preserved and had been expanded and renovated, a brilliant Coronation Ceremony had just begun.
In the early morning of this day, although it was still shrouded in darkness, Stratholme City, which was decorated from the inside out, was still very lively. The citizens who had just returned from Hillsbrad Foothills, Arathi Highlands, and even Ironforge and Stormwind City, who were thinking about their motherland, wore their best clothes, braved the cold night in northern Xinjiang, and crowded into the central square of Stratholme City to congratulate and cheer for the upcoming coronation ceremony.
In this era that pays attention to the inheritance of Bloodline, as long as Royal Family still has a trace of Bloodline spread, the country will still not be destroyed. When Lordaeron was at its most dangerous, only one Eastweald and the overseas territory Theramore were left. Two-thirds of the entire country had fallen, but Princess Caliea stood up at this time, calling on the people to save the fire of Lordaeron, and constantly supported Northern Frontier to resist Operation.
Five years after the Undead disaster broke out, the Undead disaster of Northern Frontier was finally basically eliminated. Currently, only Tirisfal region still has a large number of Undead, and other lands have been eliminated.
Just for this reason, Princess Caliea's coronation as queen is what everyone expects. In fact, the status of this Queen His Majesty in the hearts of the New Lordaeron people has already reached an unimaginable level. She can even stand side by side with the late king Terenas, or even slightly exceed it.
Some people even called out the name "Lordaeron Lord of ZTE".
Today is the day when Lordaeron re-founds the country, or in other words, the day when Princess Caliea is crowned queen.
Knights in bright armor stood guard on both sides of Street in five steps. Luxurious red wool carpets were laid on the ground. This is Kingdom of Stormwind. One of the gifts specially given by the Royal Family to Queen Caliea. In the aristocratic circle, the intimate relationship between King Varian and Queen Caliea is not a secret, but it is not the intimacy of love, but more similar to family affection.
King Varian said more than once that Queen Caliea is his most beloved sister, and after Arthas's accident, Caliea paid more attention to this only relative. This can be seen from the fact that she personally taught Anduin etiquette.
Lordaeron and Kingdom of Stormwind, at least when the two King are still in power, are definitely the most indestructible alliance.
When the first wisp of Dawn appeared in the sky, the majestic horn sounded, and the whole boiling City became quiet, and then Hymn flew, and Silver Hand rode on Warhorse Paladins entered the city from the main entrance of Stratholme, led by Tirion·Tirion Fordring and Alexandros·Mograine. These two old knights opened the way for Queen His Majesty, and they themselves also represent the attitude of Order of the Silver Hand.
Paladins entered City against the backdrop of the rising sun. It was not bright, but it made people feel that the light of hope was shining on them, as if they were covered with a coat of light.
Behind the two Paladin leaders are Erigor, Darion, Taelan, Brigitte and other new generation Paladin leaders. All Paladin are wearing silver ceremonial armor and holding wrapped Lordaeron in their hands. Insignia's Lance is wearing a red cloak, and Warhorse's crotch is also covered with leather armor, making her look extremely powerful.
A total of 128 people, Order of Knights, were guarding Queen His Majesty's carriage in two parts. This was already shocking enough, but when Queen Caliea's carriage drove into the city, everyone couldn't help but cheer and marvel.
The eight Warhorses pulling the cart are not ordinary Warhorses, but Quel'dorei Warhorses with white sharp horns on their heads. In many myths and legends, this Warhorses are called unicorns and are real mythical creatures, but in fact, they are Quel'Thalass. Sunstrider Dynasty is the improved breed Warhorse bred for the Royal Family. High Elf had planned to use this Warhorse to train their own cavalry, imitating the human Heavy Cavalry.
But it is a pity that these high elves who pursued perfection were finally driven by their strong artistry and created the Quel'dorei War Horse, which is very ornamental and has very strong endurance and impact, but it is a pity that it is rare in number.
This time the Queen was crowned, Kael'thas His Majesty gave 8 Warhorse to Queen Caliea in one go. The gifts were not expensive, but they also reflected the attitude of Quel'Thalas.
Elfs don't want a hostile country to appear outside their own borders, and Quel'Thalas and Lordaeron have a good traditional relationship, so Kael'thas will also attend this coronation ceremony. We already have help in times of need, and wouldn't it be better to have another one as the icing on the cake?
When Dawn actually arrived, Queen Caliea's carriage officially entered Stratholme. At this moment, the whole City came to life. People cheered, and the enthusiastic young man even climbed to the roof. Several people together pulled the banner of "Long Live Queen Caliea" and waved the banner crazily amidst the cheers of the crowd.
It's like... like the first Dawn that really rises on this land ravaged by conservatism.
Dawn rising from all hearts.
It's not bright, but it contains hope for the future.