"She's protecting me?!"

After some thought, the white wolf came to a startling conclusion. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info even muttered the words in his heart.

"Yes, she's protecting you." Azeroth's voice was firm, "I can feel that your body is still absorbing the sun's light, but there seems to be more power in your body, and if it weren't for the constant transformation of the seal, your body might have collapsed." ”

The white wolf was silent, already believing in what Azeroth had just said.

"You seem to know who she is?"

"It's not hard to guess. No one, no, including those who call God, but her, can't do that. ”

Perhaps he already knew that the white wolf in front of him had little patience, but this time he directly said the name.

"She's Elune—"

"Moon Goddess Elune?!" The white wolf was really shocked this time, "Legend has it that she is the only true god of Azeroth, but no one has ever seen his face. Even if I were Carl Sunset, I wouldn't have been able to get Elune's help, and Carl Sunset was born in Quel'Thalas, a country that believes in the sun. ”

"No, you're wrong." 'Azeroth' corrected him, "Elune is an incomprehensible mystery that not even the Pantheon can find her whereabouts, she seems to be everywhere but nowhere to be found. She wasn't just the god of the world of Azeroth, Agrama had told me that they had found Elune in other worlds as well. ”

"She seems to be in control of the entire universe, but she rarely interferes in the development of the world. She is a truly righteous God, good and evil, good and evil! ”

"But Carl...... I disappeared in the world of Draenor, how did I get back to Azeroth, could it be Elune? - She sent me back? ”

"I don't know, but maybe so. I feel the traces of the sigil of time and space in you, maybe you have traveled through the timeline, and in a certain timeline, something happened that caused your life to be in danger. Elune then intervened, stabilizing your crumbling body and sending you back to Azeroth, where you slowly recovered. ”

"Traveling through the timeline?"

"You can simply think of it as another world that is similar to the one you live in now. Most people and things there are the same as your current world, but they may be different. And for someone like you who has traveled to other timelines, maybe one breath of yours will also cause an unknown huge change to the timeline. ”

"The butterfly effect!"

The white wolf blurted out. Immediately afterward, he was shocked by his own words, which seemed to have jumped out of his head instinctively, and were uttered by him unconsciously.

"It looks like your subconscious has awakened. In this case, I believe you will be more confident in recovering your memory. ”

"What impact will changing the timeline have on our original world?"

"There's only one timeline, and you can think of the other timelines as parallel to the real timeline, and theoretically it doesn't have any effect on the real world. Because they won't have any intersection. But...... Once someone or something travels from the real world to another parallel timeline, the two worlds that were not at the intersection become connected. Every action that takes place in the Parallel Time Sutra will have an unknown impact on the real world. or large ...... or a small ......"

"Will what happened in the parallel timeline be embodied in our real world?"

I don't know why, the white wolf has a heart-wrenching sting. He touched his face, and his fingers were stained with wet droplets—as if he had lost something precious.

"Maybe, maybe not. Time is one of the most mysterious forces in the universe, and even Al-Mansur has not been able to comprehend it all. All I know is that once the parallel timeline is connected to the real world, it will definitely affect the real world, and may even swallow the real world, thus replacing it with a new real world. ”

The white wolf gasped and was cold.

"How do you want to help me get my memories back, I promise you, no matter what you want me to help me, I will not refuse you!"

"You don't have to ......"

"Tell me, how!"

Azeroth was silent for a moment, as if considering the white wolf's bad mood, and stopped talking.

An invisible force slowly carried the white wolf out of the cave and soared into the sky.

In the frozen wasteland to the south, Arthas burned the fleet's ships despite Muradin's dissuasion, and guided the enraged soldiers to the north under the pretext that the Scourge was responsible.

In a dark cavern, Arthas and Muradine finally meet the legendary weapon, the Frostmourn.

It was encased in a suspended irregular piece of ice, and the runes all over it glowed with an icy blue light. Below is an altar-like thing that stands on a snow-covered knoll. A ray of heavenly light fell from the hole at the top of the cave, illuminating the rune sword. The ice prison wrapped around the sword is refracted and half covered, half exposed and half exposed, but makes it extremely seductive, like a lover half wrapped in a light veil.

That's it! Arthas stared at the cold sword in disbelief. This is the sword that has been haunting him in his dreams, the sword that changes everything, kills Malganis.

The fingers contract imperceptibly and clench into fists. Alsace took heavy steps, step by step towards the giant ice.

"Go back, you shouldn't come!"

A mysterious elemental spirit covered in ice condensed, blocking his path.

"Get out of the way! I'm going to get it today, you can't protect it! ”

"No," the elemental spirit's voice thundered, "I'm protecting you from it. ”

"Then you're going to die!"

Arthas swung his hammer.

Muradin sighed, regretting what he had told Arthas about Frost's sorrow, and he sensed as if some evil force was deliberately inducing everything.

The two quickly dealt with a few of the Ice Guards, and Frost Sorrow stood there silently like a beautiful Ice and Snow Woman.

"Alsace ......"

Muradin called Alsace who walked forward.

"What's wrong?"

The prince looked back blankly, looking at his mentor and friend.

“…… Uh, me, I don't think there's something quite right, it's too easy. ”

"Easy?" Arthas looked at him incredulously, "You've been looking for it for a few years, and we've been able to get close to it by fighting our way through countless undead scourges, and struggling to defeat the elemental guards. ”

Muradin also stumped for a moment.

Arthas ignored Muradin, turning to the huge block of ice. Raising his hand and tapping the ice that separated him from his sword—it was smooth and cold—it was ice, yes, but it contained something unusual, more than frozen water. He didn't know why he could see it, but he could. It has some kind of very powerful, even magical energy.

Frost Sorrow......

"Wait!" Muradin suddenly shouted, and Arthas suddenly withdrew his hand.

"What are you doing, Muradin?"

"Alright, don't mind, man. There is a sacrificial text on it. Not...... Is it with Karimag...... Written in the language of the elements, it seems to ...... As if a warning. ”

"What warning?"

Arthas disagreed.

"Whoever obtains this sword will gain infinite power. The blade kills the life, and the power hurts the soul. "The dwarf jumped, Arthas had never seen him so shocked." Ah, I should have known. This sword is cursed! Let's get the fuck out of here! ”

"Curse?!"

Arthas chuckled, his face full of disdain.

"My soul is long incomplete, Invincible is dead, Farrick is dead, and so are my countless people and soldiers!" The prince's face contorted and he roared, "I am willing to bear any curse to save my kingdom. ”

The hammer slammed into the ice......

"Pong!"

The ice shattered, the ice picks splashed everywhere, and even Muradin was hit by an ice pick and flew to the ground.

Frostmourn slanted to the ground, blue runes emitting a cold, dazzling glow that filled Arthas's eyes...... (To be continued.) )