Titan Dawn

Dalaran, the celebration of the victory of the Northern Expedition continues here.

The soldiers who participated in the Northern Expedition all offered unlimited liquor and various foods. This move was immediately enthusiastically cheered by the soldiers.

As for the big names, they will not appear at the celebration party, they are busy interviewing various reporters and media.

In the meeting room of the Violet Fortress, the great lord Tirion Forddin sat on a sofa and told lively crystals of countless images about various details and personal perceptions of the Northern Expedition.

The new Lich King Sylvanas was also pulled over, now sitting impatiently on the sofa next to him, holding Pamela in her arms, which had recovered to a ghost state.

"So this is a hard battle. Countless warriors sacrificed on the way to attack the icecrown fortress. More countless warriors fell into the fortress, but we are still victorious, and all the remaining undead Scourge have been affected by Hill The strict restraint of Ms. Vanas will not take a step out of the Ice Crown Glacier. The natural disaster has left us, and the Holy Light will live forever! "

Sylvanas rolled her eyes. Tirion's words were really boring. She would rather go to Durotan's wild boar breeding program.

Now that Tirion mentioned Queen Greek, all the image crystals were aimed at the new Lich King.

"Ms. Sylvanas, since you took over the Lich King, will the Scourge of the Undead never appear on the Eastern Kingdoms mainland?"

"Ms. Sylvanas, there are rumors that your takeover of the Lich King was proposed by Lord Sarodhar. How do you feel about this as Lord God of Lords?"

"Ms. Sylvanas ..."

"If you ask me again, I promise that the Scourge of the Dead will return to the Eastern Kingdoms mainland tomorrow." Queen Greek said jokingly.

"I suggest you take a picture of Pamela, she was the last victim of the last Lich King, and even the Avenger who killed him personally."

Upon hearing Queen Hee's words, the reporters immediately aimed the crystal at the somewhat overwhelmed Pamela, and took a snap shot.

The interviews in the hall continued, and the lively celebrations in Dalaran also continued.

Not all big men like to attend any interviews, at least Oscar didn't.

Well, at least he thinks he is a great figure.

Oscar was sad for a little while alone, after all, Sylvanas, who was hostile to himself, took over the Lich King, which is simply not alive!

In case the Heifeng Knights return to the arms of the Lich King in the future, they can't do it alone.

Going to work under Her Majesty Sylvanas? The elven girls who are careful and revenge don't blame themselves!

"Okay, stop thinking about it, Ms. Sylvanas is not such a mean person."

The silver priest Paltris looked at the pain in his face and fell into a contemplative Oscar, saying a little funny.

"Not such a stingy person?" Oscar stared, staring at his hoe. . . Nonsence. . . Your own girlfriend.

"Do you believe it? If she had a chance, she would definitely kill me without hesitation, and then marry a brainless ghoul!"

Then, Oscar looked at Mr. Fat Worm again. The fat man was constantly strangling the goddess' long legs.

"Get back! I haven't tried it before, you took advantage first!"

Immediately, the dwarf was hit hard with a staff. . .

The two walked and talked, and the streets of Dalaran were already full of northern expedition soldiers from all over the world.

Everyone paid a generous salary, which was enough for them to return to their hometown, buy an orchard farm or wild boar farm, and be a comfortable landlord comfortably.

The soldiers who died in the war also paid a more generous resettlement fee for their families. Although the economic strength of the alliance and the tribe was slightly different, King Varian and Chief Thrall agreed on the issue of soldier rehabilitation. of.

This is the life-saving money. After all, people are fighting hard for you. In the end, they are really disabled. If you sacrifice, you will leave the family and the young people alone. It will not only be looked down on by everyone, but your position will be unstable. Already.

When the celebration banquet in Dalaran is over, the Northern Expeditionary Alliance will begin to return home. The soldiers have already returned to their hearts and can't wait to take this generous salary to go home and buy land.

And after returning home, the welcoming ceremony of the Alliance and the Horde is still waiting for them.

The soldiers were happy, the big guys who participated in the media interviews were impatient, and the higher-ranking big guys were in a mixed mood at the moment.

There was a sudden movement on the night empire side, and the Emperor Yongye sent a large number of Holy Army troops to set up temporary bases around the world.

Leaders of all forces have also received the announcement from the Emperor: The timeline is about to merge, and it is estimated that a world-wide stagnation war cannot be avoided.

Once the timeline begins to converge, all forces must immediately convey the news to the people in their respective territories, so that they pay close attention to any suspicious behavior, and then report to the nearest Holy Army base or the local sheriff in a timely manner. .

In other words, it is to make those who have escaped the fusion and swallowed up and plunged into the sea of ​​people's war.

No one will sympathize or hide from them. Although they are Azeroth figures on another timeline, they may be some very famous strong men, and they may even be evil strong men with bad intentions towards the world.

So no matter who it is, if you find one, grab one, interrogate it first, then kill it, and let the fusion on your side devour it.

As for some existence on my side ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, then it is better to do, just kill the other one.

According to Her Majesty's preliminary estimates, the number of timeline fusions that can be escaped should be minimal, but all of them are strong stubble, so they cannot be taken lightly.

Northrend, Keel Wilderness.

Aggramar wore some worn-out ordinary armor, covered with a robe and hood, and disguised as an ordinary adventurer on his Northrend journey.

A young red dragon flew over his head, glanced down, and found the adventurous walking in the snow below.

Landing violently, looking at the calm humanity in front of you with curious eyes.

"Lost your mount? Need help? Dalaran is holding a celebration party."

Aggrama shook her head, pulled down her hood, and smiled at the young red dragon.

"Thank you for your enthusiasm, Xiaolong. I heard that there is a small walrus city near here, it seems to be called Moyaki Port, am I right?"

The red dragon froze, for some reason, this middle-aged human called himself a little dragon, and he did not even have any refuting thoughts.

"Ah ... that's right, keep going, it will take about a day."

"Thank you, you can go." Aggramar waved his hand, put on his hood, and moved on.

Red Dragon stared dumbly at the human who was going away, and the broken sword behind him was unusually conspicuous.

Who is this horse rider!

Talking to the dragon is like the tone of your little pet!

And he couldn't raise any anger.

After shaking the dragon's head, the young red dragon took off again and flew in the direction of Longmian Temple.

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