Azeroth Trail of Light

"His Royal Highness, welcome back!"

Outside the city of Lordaeron, the court steward of King Terenas looked at the hooded Alsace with a proud and friendly expression. His Royal Highness almost grew up under his care, so for the old man As far as the messenger is concerned, Alsace is almost like his nephew.

Facing the enthusiastic old butler, Alsace pulled a faint smile on his stiff face. He didn't speak, but just stretched out his hand and patted the old butler's shoulder. The old man seemed even happier for this kind of intimacy. It was a wrinkled face, and there was even a trace of abnormal flushing.

"Come on, Your Royal Highness, His Majesty the King is waiting for you!"

Under the signal of the old steward, the gates of the city of Lordaeron in the dawn burst open. Although it is not the normal time to wake up, after the messenger last night delivered the news of Alsace's return to the royal city, there were still many citizens Get up early, stand on both sides of the road, and welcome His Royal Highness who has returned from afar.

It is said that His Royal Highness has brought back enough treasures to fight against the terrible plague, and Lordaeron, which is somewhat turbulent, will return to a normal state, which is definitely just around the corner.

"Oh! Your Royal Highness!"

"His Royal Highness Alsace!"

"Praise be to you, Your Highness!"

Arthas followed the old steward and led Farric and Marwyn into the city of Lordaeron. The citizens along the way threw red petals excitedly. This is a symbol of victory in the etiquette of Lordaeron. According to the custom, Alsace looked up at the petals flying all over the sky, he stretched out his hand, and caught the red flower falling from his eyes.

On the black gauntlet, the red petals withered quickly, and in an instant, they turned into the driest color. His Royal Highness gently rubbed the petals with his hands, and the dry petals turned into broken leaves, which fell on him and continued to move forward. feet.

No one noticed this. The carnival citizens kept cheering for His Royal Highness, but they had no idea what Alsace brought back.

No matter how long the road is, there is an end. Ten minutes later, Alsace stood at the gate of the Lordaeron Palace. The old butler left first. At this time, King Terenas was sitting in the front hall of the palace, waiting for him Son, also the audience of the future king of this country.

Alsace stepped on the luxurious red carpet and walked up the steps of the royal palace step by step. The bright light formed a strong contrast with the black cloak on his body. The cheers of the crowd also fell silent slowly. Walking up the 24 steps of the palace step by step, the light of the entire sky seems to be absorbed by the dark back of Alsace.

In a corner where no one was paying attention, the old butler was sitting on the ground in a panic. His power was passing away quickly, and his vitality was passing away together. There were no wounds on his body, but he could feel a terrible burst of pain. The pulling force was tearing at his soul.

Fear is like a shadowy hand, crawling across his body and strangling his throat. The shadow of death laughed wildly and squeezed out the remaining life from his body. He opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't breathe. Like a fish thrown to the shore, waving its arms with difficulty, trying to grab a life-saving straw that doesn't exist.

A life is lost, but this is only the beginning.

"Dum!"

The royal guards opened the door of the front hall, and the sunlight and the lights of the front hall merged together, making the gloomy light brighter. Alsace strode into the front hall, where the old King Terenas was sitting On the gorgeous throne, he held the scepter of Lordaeron in his hand, looking at his son with still bright eyes.

He is so outstanding, just like himself when he was young, fearless, brave, and uncompromising to fate.

But in the palace where father and son were supposed to meet, apart from those loyal and brave royal guards, there were now two more people.

Jaina held her short-handled staff in her hand, and looked nervously at Arthas who stepped forward step by step. Unlike the loving King Terenas, Jaina was very nervous now, and her palms were full of sweat .

Half a month ago, Antonidas, who was furiously grounded in Dalaran, received a letter from Stratholme. In the letter, Dick expressed his worries about Alsace's return. He hoped that Jaina would Can persuade Antonidas, when Alsace returns, be protected by the most powerful archmage in the human world.

But Antonidas resolutely rejected Jaina's proposal. The old mage believed that mages should not participate in the royal power. Rhonin, the mighty mage, accompanied Jaina to protect King Terenas.

Of course, it was said on the surface that Dalaran and the royal family of Lordaeron were discussing the progress of the plague research, but it happened that on the day Jaina and Ronin came to the palace, Arthas returned!

The spiritual power of mages is generally very strong, and Jaina and Ronin are the best among them, so when Arthas approached the throne, not only Jaina, but even Ronin felt the power in the body of His Royal Highness. Hidden, the energy fluctuations that made him a little frightened.

This level of energy fluctuation, Luo Ning swears, he only encountered the fallen guardian of the earth, the black dragon Nai Sario saw it.

But what level of existence is Neltharion?

What kind of existence is Alsace?

Both. How is it possible!

Seeing that Alsace was approaching King Terenas, Rhonin started to call the police crazily in his heart. He stood up, his body flashed, and the light of the flash technique shattered in place. When he reappeared, he was already blocking Terenas. Between King Si and Alsace.

Arthas didn't speak, but just raised his head, and glanced at Rhonin with his eyes under the dark hood, which made the young archmage go cold all over, while King Terenas showed a trace of anger.

"Stand back, mage! Don't disturb my meeting with my son!"

"But His Majesty."

"Back off!"

The old king didn't want to listen to Luo Ning's explanation at all. With the support of his guards, he even stood up from the throne, pushed Luo Ning away with his skinny hands, and walked towards Alsace who was standing there, step by step. She opened her hands and hugged his cold body.

"My child, I am finally relieved to see that you are safe and sound."

"Father, I am relieved to see that you are safe and sound."

This was the first time Alsace spoke. The moment his voice sounded, Rhonin and Jaina moved at the same time. This was not a sound that a living person would make at all. When the sound sounded, the energy in the surrounding space began to fluctuate violently.

"Dangerous! Your Majesty!"

"Evil! Go away!"

Ronin and Jaina appeared next to the two people who were embracing each other. Ronin was in charge of attacking and Jaina was in charge of protection. However, just as the magic light in the hands of the two appeared, they were blocked by two stern sword lights.

Farric and Marvin, the right-hand men of His Highness the Prince.

"My child. You. What's wrong with you?"

King Terenas also felt that something was wrong at this time, because from his son's arm, he could not feel any warmth, but only the bone-chilling cold.

Arthas looked at his father, his thin and pale face appeared in the air for the first time,

"Father, I have come to inherit your throne!"

"swish"

Behind Alsace, Frostmourne, wrapped in a dim shroud, scratched across the old king's neck. On the black and blue sword, seven different inscriptions gradually lit up, and the old soul was embraced by Alsace. Appears on corpses in bodies, then is sucked into the shining blade.

"Father, your reign has come to an end and I, shall be crowned king!"

With a very "gentle" tone, Alsace hugged the body that was gradually frozen in his arms, and stepped onto the throne step by step. He simply ignored the ongoing battle in the palace. King Terenas put it on the throne again, stretched out his hand, and a large piece of ice sealed the corpse with the expression of horror and astonishment on his face together with the throne.

Finally, he picked up the heavy crown that fell on the ground, looked at it in front of his eyes, finally smiled disdainfully, and exerted force with his left hand. The hard crown slowly turned into a piece of slag in his hand, just like time Corroded for hundreds of years.

"Come, my warriors! Fight for your master!"

Alsace raised Frostmourne high, then half-kneeled on the ground suddenly, and the sharp sword in his hand also pierced the ground. With the dark magic power passing through the ground, the whole palace began to shake. Jaina and Luo Facing the combination of martial arts and dark forces that had never been seen before by Farik and Marvin, Ning was suppressed in the not-so-empty palace for a while.

But the sudden earthquake and the cracks in the ground, as well as the giant creatures like spiders and beetles churning up from the ground, the violent shadow energy almost tore apart everything in this palace.

Jaina remembered Dick's arrangement at the end of the letter. She waved a swirling ice storm and forced Farric back. She reached out and re-arranged a layer of ice armor for herself, and shouted to the other side,

"Ronin! Evacuate!"

Luo Ning is also a ruthless character. Seeing that his side fell into a disadvantage, he held the staff with both hands, gathered all the magic power in his body, and slammed it down in the direction of Alsace as if he was swinging a battle axe. .

The next moment, in the sky outside the palace, a group of dark cracks were pulled open, and then, a howling, fire-wrapped meteorite fell from the sky and smashed down towards the chaotic palace.

"Shua! Shua!"

The two flashes of light disappeared into the palace. At the moment when the panting Rhonin and the dignified Jaina appeared outside the palace, the meteorite also hit the top of the palace, which gathered the power of the archmage. How terrifying, this blow almost razed the majestic palace to the ground.

But no one pays attention to these anymore.

The whole city is being slaughtered! Some people even set a corner of the city on fire, billowing black smoke rose from the corner, paired with dying wailing and screaming, reflecting this majestic city like hell.

Those soldiers brought back by Alsace, they took off their camouflage, thousands of undead flames appeared in the streets and alleys of Lordaeron city, and those crypt demons who tore the ground and drilled up from the ground, they The massacre started frantically!

This time, it's no longer Stratholme's massacre for justice, but an evil feast!

A tearful, crying little girl ran out of the house in a panic and wanted to avoid the pursuit behind her. It was an undead soldier wearing a Lordaeron military uniform, and she raised her hand expressionlessly. His long sword was about to pierce the little girl's body, and the little girl was already frightened into a fool.

"Go away!"

"boom!"

A big ball of fire hit the undead's chest, knocking it into the air, and when it landed, there was only a broken body left.

Luo Ning stretched out his hand towards the little girl, and the little girl threw herself into Luo Ning's arms with a wow, her little hand tightly grabbed onto Luo Ning's robe, and she was terrified.

Jaina couldn't bear to look at the slaughterhouse behind her again. Although she wanted to drive away the evil, she and Ronin alone couldn't save the city.

At this time, the eldest lady finally remembered the feeling when Dick rushed into Stratholme alone. She opened her eyes. This time, there was only determination in her eyes.

"Go! Luo Ning, let's go to the palace!"

"Where are you going? Alsace is still there!"

"Go save someone who can rebuild Lordaeron!"