It had never rained so much in Azeroth, and it was still a very strange rain.

Burning flaming flowers withered from the sky and fell everywhere in the snowfields, deserts, swamps, and forests, seemingly sparse and rare, but covering the whole world.

The flames bloomed on the ground, strangely not burning anything, but burning silently—not extinguished.

People began to use water, dirt, and spells to drive away these flames, but the flames were more like invisible things, unaffected by anything outside.

They didn't have seizures - just because the time was not yet there.

The Flower of Fire will gradually spread over the ground over time, and then it will be the end of this life.

However, the curse has been passed on quietly.

"As long as there is a life of wisdom or soul, no one can escape my curse."

Kael'thas stood on the giant dragon's body, explaining to Deathwing, who carried him forward.

He turned and walked away after dealing with Harveys, refusing to meet the women—Kael'thas didn't know what expression to put on them, and he couldn't promise them much at this moment.

Love and love are too entangled, and he has too many things on his back now.

Rebuilding the world is a long process, and it's a journey destined to be carried alone.

And before that, Kael'thas has so much to do.

"Those flames are curses?"

Deathwing raised his voice in question, and the flowers of flame falling from the sky also struck his massive body, but not much pain was heard.

The Black Dragon King's current body was the main body, and one after another flame serpents overflowed from his body, seducing his skin full of scars.

Kael'thas stood in the midst of the spilling flames, unscathed.

"Yes, they are a curse that everyone who sees the flames will be planted. The seed grows as the flames around me increase, and activates when I need it. ”

Seed - this is a trick he stole from Sargeras.

No one in Azeroth would have discovered the curse, and by the time anyone did, it had already been planted in everyone's body.

"When the seed is activated, people fall into a deep sleep - judged by the earth, whether they will go to destruction or stay."

It's a very simple thing.

When Kael'thas puts people to sleep, the subconscious of the world itself destroys what it considers to be the 'harmful', and the 'harmless' has a chance to accept Kael'tham's protection and survive into the new era.

The world is simple but cruel, but no one can cheat and escape its judgment.

The two elven races that love nature should be fine, but the other races are not so lucky.

"Why can't you activate the curse right away?"

Deathwing has some regrets, he has been looking forward to the reshaping of the world that will come sooner.

"Because I don't have full control over dreams. This newfound power is not as strong as I expected, and it has huge flaws."

Kael'thas told the truth that his current power was already above that of Azeroth, so it didn't matter if he was heard by Deathwing's outsiders:

"I'm going to meet Harvis's master."

Ysera is the Lord of Emerald Dreams, but she is useless to Kael'thas. Because she was guarding the Emerald Dream itself—not the real dream of living beings' sleep.

The real dream has not yet been fully grasped.

Harvey can only create nightmares, and one of the Elder Gods is Harvis' master

[Get his power.] It should be successful. 】

Kael'thas thought carefully. He wants people to get a good night's sleep more than nightmares to protect people.

This is also a kind of selfishness.

Of course - Kael'thas had to return to Quel'Salas once before he could act.

Quel'Thalas, known to mankind as the Eternal Realm, is now covered with flowers of flame just like the outside world.

Flames fell into the forest, spreading along with the golden leaves on the white ground.

The adult elves looked up at the sky in confusion, while the young children crouched down and touched the flames with their hands.

"What is this?"

They naively asked their parents - no one stopped the children.

"This is a gift from His Highness."

Some replied.

Long years have passed, and the repeated sacrifices of the young Highness.

In the face of the declaration of the creation of a new world. There was no panic in the entire elven kingdom - the opposite of the outside world.

Because they believe in the Sunrise family and Kael'thas.

[Terrible cohesion. 】

Observing the world below, the Black Dragon King escorted Kael'thas to Taqueline's fall.

He was not yet fully trusted and was forbidden to step deeper.

"Your Highness!"

The elven soldiers in charge of guarding Taqueline hurried over to greet them, none of them familiar to Kael'thas.

But there's still a guy who seems to have seen it.

"You"

Kael'thas gave a few orders to the commander. Let him accompany Deathwing on a new mission to destroy the Dark Gate and withdraw all the elves of Karazan and the Cursed Lands to Quel'Thalas.

The ancient city of Firas, as well as the Hinterland trolls and elves, were also ordered to retreat.

In order to smoothly reshape the world, Kael'thas will now withdraw all of his people to Quel'Thalas and transport them to the world of Draenor through a new portal.

That world, though scarred, was enough to settle these people.

Kael'thas believed that all elves could pass the Earth Judgment, but he didn't need to put the elves under this pressure, just transfer.

The judgment of the earth will be given to other races.

After Deathwing left with the elven commander, Kael'thas continued on his way to Silvermoon City.

"What does it feel like to look at the land you have to destroy with your own hands?"

Sargeras's voice sounded again, he had been silent for a long time, and now he was unwilling to fail and moved to other thoughts.

"I don't feel anything."

However, Kael'thas didn't eat him, because Quel'Thalas wasn't meant to be destroyed.

A large part of the reason the Earth chose Kael'thas was that it could no longer be separated from the arcane, and no matter how many times it was destroyed, magic would remain in the world.

Therefore, the earth chose Kael'thas who can master the roots of magic to be the enforcer of the new world.

That being the case, the land of Quel'Salas is almost a perfect blend of arcane and earth - no need to reshape.

"Sargeras, the world won't allow you to come, so just stay aside and watch."

Kael'thas smiled.

He finally gained the initiative against Sargeras.

At this time, he suddenly remembered the commander he had just familiarized

Everyone is growing

Once upon a time, he had fought alongside Kael'thas in this land, as a small mage tasked with casting powder

Years later, the mage had become one of Taqueline's commanders.

[It's good that I didn't die in the war. (To be continued.) )