Chapter Seventy-One: The City of Dawn

It had been a year and a half since he woke up again, and when Sylvanas helped Ares out of the palace gates, the sight of Ares was undoubtedly shocked......

The bustling streets are bustling with people and the hustle and bustle is endless. The endless white buildings stretch as far as the eye can see. On either side of the royal city, there are two tall megastructures - the Cathedral of the Holy Light and the Tower of the Magister. Due to its sheer size, the Cathedral of the Light was only one-fifth completed in a year and a half, but the whole building is still much taller than the surrounding buildings. The foundation alone is the height of an ordinary house, reaching the height of a three-story building.

From the balcony of the royal city of Lordaeron, in another part of the city, another tall and imposing building stood. That's the Mage Tower, the Magister Tower.

"The building is almost complete, and it was built under the auspices of Gianna and Ronin. It is said to surpass the Violet Tower in Dalaran in height and scale. ”

Drumm commented.

"What about Gianna and Ronin?"

Ares asked. In my memory, the last thing I saw was endless darkness. The Lich King and Frostmourn became Lordaeron's nightmare. Even he was hurt by the sorrow of the frost, and he almost never thought that he would survive. And the sight in front of him made Ares wonder if he was dreaming? Or was you transported to another plane? Or are these just things that you have imagined in your own consciousness? But the voices of Drum and Sylvanas reminded themselves again and again that this was not a dream...... A soft breeze blew, brushing the shredded hair from Ares' forehead. At this moment, I was so emotional, it was like a world away......

Gianna left for Theramore after the groundbreaking ceremony of the Mage's Tower, saying that there was still much to do in Theramore and Alpine City. Ronin and Archmage Khadgar completed Dalaran's levitation technique half a year ago, moving the entire city over Northrend. ”

Drumm returns.

Ares let out a long sigh. The battle of Lordaeron King City can almost be said to be a watershed in the old and new worlds, and the leaders of the alliance have returned to their respective kingdoms, and the pattern of the new world has unfolded. After being purified by the Night Elves and the Holy Priests, Lordaeron once again became a land of abundance, and a large number of immigrants and immigrants poured in, making Lordaeron prosperous and developing in a short period of time.

However, Gianna is gone, Varian is gone, Magni is gone, Jean and Ronin are gone, the kingdoms divide and rule, and a new era is born.

"Take me there."

Looking at the Cathedral of the Holy Light, which was already much higher than the ground, Ares said with a lot of emotion.

……

By the time they walked out of the royal city of Lordaeron, a dense crowd had already gathered here, and the knights formed a guard, lined up in two rows, allowing Ares to pass through the King's Road. Although there is no king here, the status of the great lord and the head of the knights in the hearts of the people is better than that of the king. Walking through the wide and neat King's Road, Ares immediately noticed that at the base of the royal city, on the Knight's Square, there was a huge statue - the statue of the paladin Ares.

It was more than five stories tall and located directly in front of the royal city, where all those who entered the royal city passed through, and Ares knew that his place in the hearts of the people was no longer as simple as that of the Great Lord Ember Messenger. Rather, the Messenger of the Light, the Protector of Lordaeron. There was endless cheering from the crowd all around, but there were no flowers falling all over the sky. The history that belonged to the Minahir family is over. Perhaps people no longer want to remember that gray history, and rose petals have become forbidden flowers......

The Cathedral of the Light is located in the heart of the city, and on the central axis, when Ares arrived, the grandeur of the entire building told Ares that it would become the most sacred place in all of Azeroth. Countless sacred deeds and texts have been transported to the cathedral library, but it will take a long time for the entire building to be completed, because it is sacred, so it cannot use the power of magic, so the whole building must be completed step by step according to the engineering method. It has become the most time-consuming and labor-intensive project.

"This is only the first step, and when the whole church is completed, the clergy and craftsmen will work together to decorate the interior of the cathedral and depict the contents of the canon."

Whitemayne said excitedly.

Iron boots made a clear clanging sound against the marble floor, and the entire church hall, although not yet finished, already revealed a solemn and sacred atmosphere.

The library and meditation room are located on either side of the main church, and there is also a large lawn in the center. Everything in front of him reminded Ares of the cathedral of Stormwind.

During the night, Sylvanas and Ares arrived at the Mage's Tower. The Magister's Tower, Sylvanas proudly introduces, is home to a thousand mage apprentices and two hundred battle mages, half of whom are the High Elves of Quel'Thalas.

That's almost the same number of mage apprentices as there are in Silvermoon City.

Thanks to Sylvanas, Winresa, Liadline, and Ares, Quel'Salas and Lordaeron's relationship seems to be back to their "honeymoon phase". Back to the time of the first alliance between humans and elves.

Moreover, Ares once saved the endangered Blood Elves and returned the power of the Sunwell to the Blood Elves, making the Blood Elves regard Ares as their closest foreigner.

The Magister's Tower of Regularly Flying Books and Self-Traveling Broomsticks Ares Happy. The fresh air and clean environment reminded Ares of his days in Silvermoon City. At sunset, the undestroyed Silvermoon City is like a bright and pure pearl in the Northern Forest, and the brilliance of magic fills the entire city. As if it were a sight, a huge observatory was in front of you, simulating the universe in which Azeroth was located.

Countless metal planets float in the air, and in the center of the magic tower is a metal spire rising from the ground, and some shelves can take mages to all corners of this simulated starry sky to observe the starry sky around Azeroth. In the center of the circular metal tower, a large blue-and-white planet floats, and that is Azeroth. The sight reminded Ares of what Earth looked like. From outer space, it looks like a blue glass ball, and it is unique. Draenor has been destroyed, and the Outlands have become a shattered and fragmented continent. Except for the faint centripetal force that still maintained the planet, it was almost a red patch above.

Around the Star Tower, there are cascading circular bookshelves, and some books are placed in places where normal people can't reach them at all, and they are even placed at the height of seven or eight stories. But if the magician wishes, they can climb up to the ladder and use magic to move the ladder to take them to where the books are. All of this made Ares feel mysterious and surprised, this surprise came from the heart, it connected the two eras, people's hopes and memories......