Even though the Blood Elves are almost all soldiers, their population is still small.

When Arthas attacked Silvermoon City, more than half of the soldiers and civilians were killed in the battle, and now all the clansmen are counted, which is more than 30,000 people.

Like the tribes of the original time and space, it is not impossible to take soldiers to attack the storm fortress where Prince Kael'thas is located, and this method also has benefits, that is, even the blood elves and demons are all in one pot.

The disadvantage is that the loss is very large, the inside and outside are all the elites of Azeroth, and the blood elves who were already sparsely populated have died a large number of them, in fact, many blood elves are just habitually following the orders of the leader, and they do not have the determination to follow the demon path to the end, or they can be saved.

Vanessa tried to suggest, "Prince Kael'thas will return to Silvermoon City, right?" If you get some news, you can say that there is a good Samaritan from Lordaeron to help you solve your addiction, and as soon as he comes back, let's take him down and talk to him, isn't that okay? ”

Lotherma. Theron shook his head and sighed together with Archmage Romans: "The prince is too stubborn and too proud, if he doesn't find a way to completely solve the demon addiction of his clan, and if he doesn't completely restore the blood elves to their former glory, he won't return to Silvermoon City, we can only use some tough methods." ”

Vanessa watched their expressions carefully, this tough method in their mouths shouldn't be to stab the heart of the second prince with a sword, right?

It's a pretext to say that pride and stubbornness are all excuses, but in fact, Prince Kael'thas has no face to return to Silvermoon City, and the princes of Azeroth are racing one by one, and all of them have a lot of character flaws.

A lot of things are done inexplicably.

It is difficult to properly dissect the true inner thoughts of Prince Kael'thas from an outsider's point of view, and it can only be said that it is too stressful.

The more he wanted to redeem everything, the deeper he fell into the lies woven by the devil, one wrong step, one wrong step, and later on, and even he forgot his original intention.

There are too many problems with the blood elves, and the current situation is Lotherma. Theron defends Silvermoon City with a patchwork of troops, and his deputy, Haduron, who is also one of the ruling triumvirate. Bright Wing clears and clears the main arteries with the Far Wanderer Ranger, and Archmage Romans recovers several important magical nodes and the Royal Academy of Magic.

The remaining entire Hauntlands, Dysom, Death Scars, and the original Sunwell Heights ruins are overrun by remnants of the undead.

The trolls in the south are also ready to move, internal and external troubles, and it is really not easy to survive to this day.

Prince Kael'thas has taken too many troops for battles in the Outlands, and he has taken most of the elites, and the remaining elites are too individual, such as Ahira, who was hired by Vanessa. Sunwalkers, such as Winlesa, who was poisoned by Ehira. Windrangers, or join a dynamic social organization, or find their own place to do magic experiments, as well as fishing, fighting, east and west, the only remaining blood elf elites run all over the world.

Leads to Lotherma. Theron is embarrassed to cook without rice, and with a bunch of civilians who want to counterattack the undead? Dream on! He has more than enough heart but not enough strength, from the 21st year of the Black Gate to today, for five years, he has basically been on the defensive, and he has no offensive ability at all.

"Then use your methods, let's sneak into the Storm Fortress, and then use the magic circle to seal your prince!" Eventually, Vanessa agreed.

Easier said than done.

It took a lot of planning to seal Prince Kael'thas, an artifact and a legendary mage himself, around his own fortress and a large group of cronies.

Even if it is difficult to prevent a house thief, it is not an easy task.

Vanessa and Gianna can provide personal help, and the rest of the problems will be solved by the Blood Elves themselves.

"That...... There's a strange being, he wants to see you, what do you mean, Your Highness? Archmage Romans said cryptically at the end of the meeting.

Who wants to see themselves? Vanessa was stunned at first, but the thoughts in her heart flashed quickly, and she quickly guessed the answer.

“...... OK. ”

Vanessa saw pure energy beings still radiating with light in a secret temple of the Blood Elves, and outsiders called them 'Naru'.

As the blood elf closed the door, she closed her eyes and used her mental power to perceive this powerful lifeform.

Gentleness, order, positivity, pity, all she felt were positive emotions, I have to say, Naru's appearance and substance are really good, even if she thinks she is strong, but bathed in Naru's divine light, she still feels that some dark corners of her heart have been purified.

It was very comfortable and relaxing.

This purification is gratuitous, it doesn't cost anything, and those dark corners will not be occupied by outside energy, and Naru can be said to be such a selfless and terrifying race.

"Hello, dear Naru, what is the matter with me? I've met the Prophet Viren, and I've heard that there is a Naru on his ship, are you going to make peace with your companions? Can I send you over if you need it? ”

Vanessa is still quite proud, from south to north, from west to east, she can basically speak as the leader of the alliance tribe, and she still has face.

As long as the Naru in front of him wants to leave, the blood elf will definitely give this face.

Naru didn't give a direct answer, his body made of pure energy swayed slightly, and several energy figures that made up the general outline of his body kept rotating at a clockwise angle.

The rhythm is quite nice, a little breeze blows through the fields, and nature rejoices......

But what exactly do you want to say?

Vanessa looked confused.

"The prophecy has failed, and my fate has been completely rewritten." Naru's tone was neither sad nor joyful, a piece of golden energy, and he couldn't see any face.

"So what?" Vanessa asked rhetorically.

"So I don't know where I'm going to go, and I'm very confused." There is no embarrassment, and this Naru does not consider himself divine, let alone a god.

Vanessa stretched out her hands: "Is this a profound question?" In the face of the unknown, we strive to do our best and have a clear conscience, isn't that enough? ”

Naru retorted firmly, "If everything goes into disorder, we will never be able to defeat the Burning Legion. No goals, no plans....."

Vanessa interrupted his pessimistic tone, "How can it be Discord? Is the survival instinct of intelligent life disordered? At the juncture of crisis, is it disorderly for everyone to abandon disputes and unanimously agree with the outside world? The Burning Legion has a goal, a plan, but will they succeed? Is the prophecy necessarily correct? Before we do anything, say anything, we have to think about the prophecy, what is in the prophecy, we will do it, and if it is not the content of the prophecy, we will not do it? Is that what it means? ”

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