In the evening, a gloomy aura swept in from the north to the south.

This is a huge force that even Karazhan can detect far below Stormwind.

Kael'thas changed his face for the first time.

[What's going on?] 】

There was a strong sense of unease in his heart, but it was too far away for him to perceive the force in its entirety.

Calling Sylvanas, they began to make their way towards Stormwind.

The intelligence of this human capital is faster than that of Karazan, and this huge fluctuation should not be undetectable to them.

"The source of this fluctuation seems to be the lower side of the northern continent, and I remember that it was the location of Dalaran."

On the way, Sylvanas said with a somewhat bad face:

"Could it be that those human mages have unleashed some big magic?"

Dalaran -

Kael'thas doesn't have the same sense as the Ranger.

But when he heard Dalaran, he was a little confused.

[Won't it]

If there is any change in Dalaran after the orc war, it is only the arrival of Akmund.

However, that history should be ranked after the outbreak of the Scourge of the Dead and the fall of Quel'Thalas

Kael'thas couldn't believe that Akmund would have been summoned so many years in advance.

His luck was quickly shattered.

Just as they arrived in Stormwind, Varian had just received the information.

This information was only a few short sentences, but it contained the news of Akmund's appearance and Dalaran's destruction.

Both the young king and the Kael'thas were dizzy at the news.

Akmund

Whoever he is knows who he is.

The leader of this Burning Legion, one person can wipe out almost any race.

His arrival can only make people feel hopeless.

"Who summoned him, and how did he come?"

Varian was furious at this information, intent on breaking the corpses of the man who summoned Akmund.

But now there is no more detailed information.

"Where did he go?"

Kael'thas is more concerned about this than that.

However, there is no information on this either.

"We're going to go north and see how it's going."

Varian and Kael'thas came to a consistent conclusion.

Time is urgent, and their best option is to face north, so that even if they get information on the way, they can make countermeasures more quickly.

However, before leaving, Varian gave the order to go down and urgently summoned several thousand soldiers to follow.

"Your Majesty, please let me go with you!"

When he left Stormwind, a middle-aged man who was very familiar to Kael'thas stood in front of Varian and asked for help.

This man is the Duke of Pavar Forttagen, a loyal minister who led the politics of Stormwind at the time of Varian's disappearance, and the Grand Lord of the Human Expedition to Northrend's Dreadnought Expeditionary Force.

Furthermore, he was the last Lich King.

After the fall of Arthas, the Duke locked himself in an ice prison to appease the undead in order to prevent harm from the undead of the riot.

"No, Duke Pavar Fortagen, you must stay in Stormwind."

However, Varian outright rejected the duke's offer.

"We don't know what's going on with the back, but you'll need to continue to help prepare the team in Stormwind."

He added to Pavar Forttagen:

"If there is any accident, I will give you the order to follow."

Varian's argument was accepted by Duke Pavar Fotagen.

Kael'thas and Varian gallop north.

As he was leaving, he spotted the worried gaze of the Duke of Pavar Forttagen, and felt in his heart that the Duke was as kind as he had been rumored.

But this time his worries should have been unfounded, neither Kael'thas nor Varian had any intention of facing the real danger - they were just going to investigate.

Sunset

On the snow-capped mountains of Kazmodan, they saw the troops running ahead - Mograini and his paladins.

"Why is he here?"

Kael'thas said in disbelief, his eyes fixed on the sword on Mograine's back.

The sword that glowed with golden light was the Ember Bringer.

Mograini and the others also spotted the army behind and stopped to wait.

After a few brief words, Kael'thas learned that Mograini had been staying in Kazmodan all along.

"In order to observe the stability of this sword, I have not left Ironforge."

Mograini frowned and said:

"But the fluctuation in the evening"

He also noticed the fluctuations in Dalaran before rushing north.

Just as Kael'thas worries about Quel'Thalas, Mograini is very worried about Lordaeron's situation.

They have the same goal, and after they merge, they move on.

It was getting dark, but the group had no intention of stopping to rest, so they came to the wetland with anxiety.

It was here that more detailed information arrived.

At this time, they learned that Akmund had razed Dalaran to the ground in less than a minute, without a single soldier.

The whole of Dalaran is now in ruins.

Antonidas and the third-tier mages died, and the remaining mages were on the run.

Demons have taken over most of the Hillsbrad hills, and countless people have hurried to the wetlands by boat from the town of Nanhai.

"Westside?"

Mograini's face was even worse than the others.

"Yes, that terrible demon went west to the Silver Pines Forest after destroying Dalaran, and is now heading towards Lordaeron."

The intelligence trafficker replied.

Because of Akmund's west, places east of Hillsbrad, Arathi Heights and the Alterac Valley were not affected for the time being.

"Speed!"

Kael'thas was more nervous about the speed of Akmund's actions.

To his relief, Akmund didn't know why he didn't act quickly.

Quel'Salas is safe for the time being.

"Your Highness Kael'thas, let's go to the Hillsbrad Hills right now to rescue those mages."

Varian said to Kael'thas.

Kael'thas didn't want to say yes.

But he wasn't so quick to refuse, and decided to wait until the Hillsbrad Hills to see what was going on.

If there were no accidents, he didn't bother to care about those human mages.

Kael'thas plans to go directly to Hinterland and then take a boat back to Quel'Thalas.

This intention did not materialize.

As they crossed the strait to the town of Southsea, several elves appeared in front of Kael'thas.

"Your Highness!"

Leading the way was Salorian, who was accompanied by two women.

"Salorian, Liadrin? And "

Kael'thas looked at the last woman with a puzzled look.

"Lannather, Your Highness"

The woman bowed her head and replied.

"Oh, Lannasser"

Kael'thas was stunned.

Lannathel, isn't this the Queen of Blood?

During the battle to defend the Well of the Sun, Salorian was killed and Queldra fell to the ground. The sword was picked up by the High Elf Lannather, a henchman of Prince Kael'thas who was ordered to lead the elves into Northrend with the Night Elf traitor Illidan to defeat the Lich King, but she was killed in battle in her bent on revenge on the Scourge Legion. The dead Lannathel and the rest of the Blood Elf elite were resurrected by the Lich King to become the Sarein Clan, known as the Blood Queen.

[Did she know Salorian in the first place?] 】

Kael'thas thought.

But at the moment he didn't have time to continue probing.

"What are you doing here?"

He wanted to know more about the purpose of the three men's coming.

Salorian is a saint-level warrior, and Lannathel seems to be a legend as well, plus Leadrin, who grew up with Kael'thas.

Kael'thas sensed something was wrong.

He looked at Liadline and saw that the priest had fine sweat on his forehead, apparently in a hurry.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty has decreed that you can't meet Quel'Salas."

Salorian informed them of their mission.

"Why?"

Kael'thas frowned:

"Did Akmund really head towards Quel'Thalas?"

His words took Salorian and the others by surprise.

"How does Your Highness know?"

Liadline exclaimed, but Lanathel covered her mouth suddenly.

Perhaps in the eyes of these three men, Kael'thas should not have known Akmund's purpose in the first place.

But even most elven civilians could detect it, so how could Kael'thas not know it?

【Well of the Sun】

Kael'thas saw the reactions of these people, and finally made sure.

His heart was bitter and painful

After so many preparations and so long of struggle, it turned out to be a desperately powerful Burning Legion

[Still can't change? 】

He quietly clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his flesh.

The Well of the Sun cannot be destroyed

In its original history, the destruction of the Well of the Sun has left countless High Elves addicted.

It is the source of life for all elves, something like air, and the connection to the Well of the Sun is maintained wherever the elves go.

Addiction is even more terrifying than the highest drug in previous lives, and when it breaks out, all the elves become weak, miserable, crazy, and even kill their own people

Kael'thas didn't want to see zombie-like elves, and he didn't want to step into the abyss like history in search of a solution to his addiction

"I'm not going back."

It was quiet for a long time, and Kael'thas spoken.

His words stunned the elves, including Sylvanas.

Salorian was even ready for force control, but he didn't expect Kael'thas to say such a thing.

"Your Highness"

Solan Liane looked at Kael'thas with a little sadness.

Everything is going according to its original trajectory

"Yes, I'm not going back."

Kael'thas repeated, his eyes shining with hope.

"Akmund hasn't entered Quel'Thalas yet, I can go and try to stop him"

He decided that all the years of hard work were not in vain, because at least - he had the friendship of several races.

Kael'thas wanted to unite the men and travel to Lordaeron to stop Akmund's actions.

This is the only way, Lordaeron will help him

(To be continued)