The spirit communicates with the world, and Shane and the power over there are victorious, and with a 'pop', it is like a bubble bursting, and the door opens in response.

It is not so much a victory as an initiative of the other side to retreat. But it was all within Shane's expectations.

The strong make the rules, and the strongest has everything. Strength not only refers to personal strength, but also ordinary morality, conventional rules, the general trend of time, and so on, which have an impact on the real world, whether it is an abstract concept or a substantive sharpness, it can be attributed to power.

Strong or not strong is due to the contrast between strength, stronger than what you are facing, you are strong.

"Sylvanas is here waiting for me for a moment"

"Okay"

Shane walked through the door, the light dimmed, and the four spirits pressed in from all directions. His opponent chose the most advantageous method, not more subtle, not than arcane, but brute force.

This win will set the political landscape for the future of Quel'Thalas. The king, the prince, I'm afraid to watch somewhere.

Politics, this kind of thing, is deeply involved and a waste of energy.

"It's the last time."

Shane responded without stopping, and his abundant spirit was retracted, arranged into a barrier shield, blocking the four spiritual shocks. The total amount of spirit of the four masters surpassed him, but their strength was not one, it was not irresistible, but in time, under the pressure of the spirit, the spiritual vision could no longer be used.

For a second, or two, the pupils adjusted to the light, and Sean saw the men who had attacked him, sitting behind a long table, gritting their teeth and the tendons on their foreheads.

Shane reckoned they were pulling out all their might.

"Shane-Dawnblade."

"It's me," Sean said with a smile, and the pupils of several people on the other side contracted in unison. "How could you"

Of course Shane knew what they had to say, no matter how talented a person is, his strength is always limited. But no matter how many people there are, they are not one person after all, and no matter how much cooperation force there is, they can't really be twisted together. He has a lot of power. Nine points are used for hell invasion, and one point is used to control the body,

"User, this device has found an elf outside of combat. Judged to be hostile. ”

Xia Enming's plan for the council, there are five people on the other side, and the killer is the last elf who does not make a move.

Pity. He wasn't alone, and now he looked back, Sylvanas was behind his flank.

The sword light is cold and shadowy, bright as lightning. The female elf seemed to be flying in the wind, dragging the afterimage and rushing in, and the victory was predestined at the beginning.

The power of the old man of the old era is deeply entrenched, and the elves of the new generation keep up with the times.

Shane just opened his mouth to his four opponents at this time, and shook his head: "No." You can't even be considered a rival. “

To use a colleague in the Silvermoon Council as an opponent is a short-sightedness. The premise of becoming an opponent is to be evenly matched, and the current form is that Shane's side is crushing.

"So, let me arrange, otherwise" "Otherwise, what do you want?" The master of the Dawn Star spoke, and the other three held their breath and intensified their spiritual attack. Tens of billions of spiritual threads are strangled. The air deforms, and cracks spread like a spider's web.

Shane's pressure suddenly increased. The spiritual barrier was squeezed and almost broken in an instant.

The thought moved: "Eye of Truth" "Yes, Dawn Blade - Dawn Dark Crown' attack target is locked, and the disintegrating ray is fired. ”

Silently, Sean's head was crowned, and twelve enchanted crystals gathered black light, three of each. Twelve black rays of light were emitted at Shane's enemies. Disintegrating rays, literally, use the properties of shadow energy to inherently annihilate real matter, and shape it into a light-like Emgrand embarr

Bo Bo Cyan. Blue, white, and multi-colored magic shields burst into shining, shattering and spawning instantly.

As soon as the pressure is light, the mental impact stops. In Shane's eyes, the clothes of the colleagues opposite him were torn, all kinds of accessories were shattered, and the victory and defeat were instantly separated.

Shane swept mellowly, then withdrew. The clothes were spotless, the twelve crystals on the crown of their heads slowly swirled, and the four members of the council sat behind the table.

Sylvanas flashed a knife light, then flashed back to Shane's side. The magic ornaments on the elf's body flashed brightly, her prom dress slit to her thighs, black belts tied her thighs, two short-edged scabbards hung on them, two daggers left and right, looking at her opponent defiantly, if it wasn't for the end of the battle, she was still willing to continue fighting.

"Shane tell the people in the back to come out"

"You found out too?" "It's impossible if you don't find it" The female elf inserted back the double blade, with a disgusted expression: "I don't believe the opportunity provided by the royal family." “

The location is within the royal palace, and the royal family does not participate in Xia and will not believe it, this battle is even happy for the royal family to see. As the words fell, a secret door opened down from the right wall of the room. The king, the prince and the mentor came out.

His Majesty Anastarian was a little ahead, but he was smiling and talking to his mentor with his head sideways. Prince Kael'thas walked last and nodded to Shane, when the treacherous Mentor winked at him.

"Your Majesty," said Shane, with a half-salute, "the time should come for the conflict here to be finally resolved." ”

"It should be resolved, and long-term discord is not conducive to the development of the country." King Anastarian had a formulaic smile on his face, and Shane couldn't see what was in his mind.

At this time, the king said to his mentor, "Master Oakes, you have won, Master Shane has won as you said, according to the agreement, the royal family will remain neutral in the distribution of benefits for the rest of the world, and you will stay here for me to witness it." "Yes, father," Kael'thas returned.

"Master Oakes, let's go to the prom and have a look, how about it."

"It's an honor."

Two of the kingdom's most senior leaders are gone, and the rest is entirely in time for Shane to take the lead.

"Your Royal Highness, let's get started."

"Master Shane, please."

A piece of magic paper was taken out for Kael'thas and floated towards Shane.

Shane took it, and when he started it, the magic flowed, and several magical effects floated on the paper: anti-counterfeiting, unchangeable, never worn, and automatic recording. The lower right corner is stamped with the royal family's emblem.

The five archmages of the majority of the council, although they did not look like mourners at this time, their faces were ugly.

Times have changed. "Actually, I'm not a harsh elf," Shane said with the magic paper in his hand, and the magic paper automatically recorded his every word: "We have developed the Northland entirely by the strength of the two families, you can't deny it. But I understand that an imbalance in the balance of power and weakness will cause chaos in the kingdom, so there are some things that cannot be opened, but our patents must also be guaranteed. "Your Royal Highness, do you think this is going to work?" "Master Shane, please." "For twenty years, the Northland shipping trade, the administration of the Northland, the taxes of the Northland, and the land developed by the Dawn Blade, Windranger, and my approved partners. I don't want to see any ships that aren't part of Dawnblade and Windrangers sail the Northlands. ”

"Wild gathering, hunting, and adventurous exploration are open to all citizens of Quel'Salas, as is mineral exploitation, but not for free, and prospecting rights are allowed in exchange for the equivalent of something, such as ships that can sail the Northlands."

"What about sovereignty?" Kael'thas asked the royal family the question to ask.

"Of course, it belongs to the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas, and the Northlands will be governed by the same laws as Silvermoon City."

Several members of the council were a little angry on their faces.

"There is no problem in establishing the Northland Council, correspondingly, there can only be one most powerful voice in the Northland for the same twenty years, and how the benefit quota will be determined by my word."

"This candidate can only be Master Shane, and the rest of them will go to the Northlands, I'm afraid it will be bad for colonization," Kael'thas added kindly.

Shane smiled in return: "The candidates for the Northland Council will also be appointed by me within twenty years. ”

Everyone pricked up their ears.

"In view of the extent of the development of the Northlands, there are only four members of the Northland Council, and I nominate Solan Lianne, Tallonicus, Duchess of Marland, and Lilas. Windranger, a member of the Northland Council. ”

Laras. Windranger, the younger brother of the three sisters, is an underage elf.

"Are you kidding? Master Shane, Rilas. Although Windranger is a famous family, he is still just a child. The master of Morrowind objected incredulously.

Shane wasn't joking, "If you don't agree, you can talk to the Windrangers."

Opponents stopped talking.

Four members of the council, two and a half Shane, half royal, and one Windranger. "That's all for the big policy, if you don't have an opinion, please sign it."

With a flick of his finger on the paper, the sigil of wisdom representing his White Tower was imprinted, and Sylvanas was stamped with the emblem of the Windranger. The paper was passed back to the prince, who went to get the signatures of the rest of the council.

They don't need to talk about the specific details here, they have the people below to discuss.

The road has finally been paved and developed normally, and history has been greatly leveraged. "Sylvanas, let's go back to the prom and dance a few songs." "You take me to jump this time."

The elf took Shane's arm and walked back to the ball hall. (To be continued.) )