War Hymn of Warcraft [WOW]

"I'm really in a mess in the future. I want to destroy the world all day long? Venting my anger on the living makes me feel sad for you." Cirvanas mocked as always in his tone. The queen has done too much. Be a bit of a queen.

There was a dying human beside the gray-black guardian. She looked at this human, and the black flame in her hand rolled, burning it to ashes. She stood up, shook her head at Cirvanas, and looked at Kael'thas with some sighs and anger:

"When we were alive, we experienced painful catastrophes. We saw our homes razed and relatives slaughtered, but we could only cry in grief."

"Now, we want to tell those new enemies, the enemies who fear us and see us as monsters. We are not monsters, we are not brainless ghouls, no!"

"You feel the same way as me, Sylvanas!" Sylvanas sneered, reminding the gray-black guardian, "Don't forget, I am the same as you."

"No, we are different! If we are the same, you will not let the so-called living people around you! The Banshee Queen does not deserve love, nor should she have love!" The gray-black guardian pointed at Kael'thas, his voice It is full of anger and sadness, "Only we can believe it, we are a more terrifying force! We make cowards feel cold, and there is only endless anger in our hearts. We are the Forsaken!"

The gray-black guardian pulled out the bow and arrow on her back, and layers of black ripples gradually overflowed from her body.

"Anyone who stands in my way - must die!"

"Joke, it's up to you!" Cirvanas also pulled out the bow and arrow behind his back, and the bow and arrow of the two collided in the air, blasting bunches of gray-black energy clusters. "I can hit the ground running, and so can you. So, let's see who makes a mistake first between the two of us!"

Kael'thas knew that the proud Cirvanas would not wish to intervene in this almost fateful battle. He quietly stood beside Cirvanas, ready to immediately make up for any mistakes she made.

"Your efforts are worthless, and the living will not be with you! You are not worthy of love, even your favorite sister betrayed you and left you, and the eldest sister is even missing. What else is there to be attached to! It's better to destroy it, so as not to pollute your vision." The gray-black guardian laughed wildly.

During the confrontation with Cirvanas, she was obviously at the top, constantly firing arrows, but Cirvanas could only resist with all his strength.

"I'm already a demigod, and you? You're just an ant wandering below the realm!"

"Hmph! My sister is living well with me in Dalaran now. I'm not like you, a sad banshee, living in hatred all day long." Sylvanas hasn't felt such a battle for a long time. , Two skilled archers competed with each other, and arrows collided with each other in the air, like a black meteor shower.

"Veresa..." The gray-black guardian lost his mind for a moment, Cirvanas seized this opportunity, and mercilessly shot the corrosive arrow at his future self, making her movements even slower.

The gray-black guardian was repeatedly hit by Cirvanas' arrows, and she became a little angry from embarrassment: "Damn it, you actually used lies to distract me, go to hell!"

The gray-black guardian flew into the sky, and a powerful force instantly pulled Cirvanas and Kael'thas to her side. Black ripples erupted suddenly, and thirty-six ghouls crawled out of the ground from different angles. The energy of the entire beam of light formed a dark connection, forming a circle with the thirty-six ghouls as nodes. Cirvanas could feel that the outside of that circle should be closely connected with the Twisting Nether, even she and Kael'thas couldn't survive.

The ghouls were still crawling towards the gray-black guardians, the circle was shrinking little by little, Cirvanas raised his head and screamed, slowing down the pace of the group of ghouls.

"Quick, Kael'thas, break the circle of ghouls in that direction." Sylvanas shot a shadow arrow at the ghouls at twelve o'clock, and Kael'thas' fireball technique was also tight. Then, hit it.

"Hahaha, hahahaha..." the gray-black guardian smiled contemptuously, "it's useless, that person specially reminded me to strengthen the resistance of ghouls, and gave me the method of soul linking. Now, all The ghouls are all a whole, and they all receive bonuses from the entire domain."

One by one, the fireballs were thrown at the ghouls in the direction of twelve o'clock for free. Kael'thas' palms were sweating, and he looked up at Cirvanas:

"What to do, Sylvanas?"

Cirvanas' blood-red pupils emanated traces of spiritual energy, she looked around the surrounding scenery, a smile hung on the corner of her mouth:

"In this case, then we can only..."

"Ronin, they said you will die within the next year?" Veresa still has some lingering fears. Ever since Zhan Zhixing explained all of this, she has never been relieved.

Luo Ning stretched out his hand and hugged the petite Veresa, his fiery red hair looked very flamboyant: "Don't be afraid, we even fought Deathwing back then, what can be difficult for us husband and wife? According to Zhixing, after this action, you will almost become a demigod, and with a demigod-level doctor as your wife, it is even more difficult for me to die."

Veresa smiled sweetly, and leaned against Luo Ning's shoulder. She also has confidence in herself and Luo Ning, but after all, she is already a mother, and sometimes she can't help worrying.

In the distance, the silver-white castle was already clearly visible. The bricks and tiles, as well as the steeple in the middle, made Veresa and Ronin unable to laugh.

"...This is, Dalaran? How did it become like this!" Veresa covered his mouth in surprise. Dalaran has always been dominated by violet. Why is Dalaran here actually dressed in silver? ?

Luo Ning shrugged, and scratched Veresa's nose mischievously: "This is what you will do after I die, my dear wife."

"I hate it, it's important to get down to business." Veresa rarely showed his childish temper, pulled out Thoridar Starsfury from behind, and walked towards the silver-white Dalaran.

Sodaril was given to her by Zhan Zhixing when she first entered this world. At that time, for Varian's return and to win Veresa's trust, Zhan Zhixing could only take out this legendary weapon as a guarantee. Later, because Zhan Zhixing and Veresa became friends, Zhan Zhixing never wanted to go back to Sodalil.

Before Thordrassil, the high elves lived off the arcane energy provided by the Dalaran mages. Sodrassil and the Well of the Sun came from the same source. With Veresa of Sodrassil, it was like owning a small-scale Sunwell, ensuring that the high elves of the entire Silver Covenant would not be troubled by magic addiction. In return, Luo Ning also gave Zhan Zhixing the authority to manipulate Dalaran in his own name after Dalaran was officially built, but he has never seen Zhan Zhixing use it.

The original Dalaran did not have city walls. After all, as a city in the sky, the role of the city walls was not great. However, the silver-white Dalaran in front of him has a very high city wall, and a group of mages in silver war robes are patrolling the city wall—judging from the texture of the war robes, they should undoubtedly be members of the Silver Covenant.

Veresa aimed at the silver-white city gate of Dalaran, and slowly opened Sodrassil in his hand. Bright starlight and the energy of the Sunwell flowed on it, and a radiant energy arrow appeared in it. superior. Veresa bowed back slightly, his sky blue eyes stared at the city gate of Dalaran, the energy arrows emitted more and more fluctuations, even attracting the attention of the mages patrolling the city wall.

"Drink!" Veresa snorted, and Sodassil's arrows were mixed with countless starlights, and rushed out towards the city gate. Bursts of air explosions came continuously, and the air barrier was clearly visible at the position of the arrow.

Accompanied by ear-piercing explosions, the arrow finally collided with the city gate of Dalaran, and the city gate was instantly shattered into countless pieces. Veresa got up, and raised his chin towards the members of the Silver Covenant who were rushing forward:

"I think you'd better take me in, otherwise the next arrow won't be as simple as hitting the city gate."

The mages of the Silver Covenant glanced at each other, and they all saw the surprise in each other's eyes—their own queen was clearly in Violet Castle, and who was this in front of them.

"Cough." Looking at Veresa's domineering aura, Luo Ning couldn't help coughing lightly, took a step forward, and pulled down the mage hood on his head.

"I think your leader would like to see me."

"Lord Rhonin? Didn't you die in the battle of Theramore?!" The sorcerers of the Silver Covenant noticed this purple-robed sorcerer and couldn't help exclaiming.

High elves who looked exactly like their own queen, and humans who looked exactly like the dead Ronin, this was simply too exciting. In order not to bear Veresa's anger, the mages of the Silver Covenant hurriedly welcomed the two into the castle.

After entering the city of mages, Ronin and Veresa realized why Dalaran had changed so much—there was still smoke left by the artillery on the walls of the castle, and the silvery white color was probably also for maintenance. The roof will be put on.

"What happened to this city...?" Luo Ning couldn't help muttering to himself. After all, he built the city by himself, and now it has become like this, which makes him heartbroken.

The silver covenant mage who led the way had obvious pride on his face, and he couldn't help puffing out his chest: "It wasn't the last bit of purebred humans and dwarves who invaded Dalaran before, but they have been wiped out. Now in the whole world, only descended from our High Elves' offspring."

Veresa hadn't noticed it all this time, and it was only then that she discovered that the mage leading the way was actually a half-elf. What exactly has happened to her future self that can make her become like this?

The center of Dalaran, the Violet Castle is close at hand. The mage leading the way stepped aside, bowed slightly, and pointed his arm in the direction of the castle:

"Please go in."

Rhonin and Veresa glanced at each other and walked towards the castle stairs together. As the two climbed up the stairs, a quaint wooden chair, a high elf woman who still had a charm, caught their attention.

This high elf woman is also wearing the battle robe of the silver covenant. Her face has the marks of time, and there are more wrinkles between her brows caused by frowning. She looked up at Veresa and Luo Ning, and chuckled lightly:

"Welcome, my past self..."

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