After the burning sky darkened, the world returned to calm.

The slumbering lives have awakened, and the guardian dragons have successfully rescued their companions.

The final result did not reach the ears of mortals, and yet as the years turned, no one had heard of Kael'thas again.

Humans and the undead, alliances and tribes signed non-aggression pacts in the testimony of many demigods, and as one of the elements, the luna scythe fell into the hands of humans.

The werewolves of Gilneth obeyed the scythe-wielding Kalia and made her the new 'female' king, and the northern part of the continent was united under the royal family of 'Minethir'.

A year later, several heads of power unanimously promulgated new regulations.

In order to prevent the will of the world from manifesting again, all war magic and equipment are strictly controlled, and the rebuilt magical capital of Dalaran is dedicated to researching ways to heal the world.

It is worth mentioning that Avena, the princess of Quel'Salas, took over the seat of Dalaran, which originally belonged to her father.

Thanks to their efforts, perhaps the shadow of the world's near-destruction still remains in people's hearts, and most people in the world have accepted this turn of peaceful development.

However, the struggle for territory, customs, and survival still broke out all over the world, and the 10,000-year war factor did not come to a good end.

In the context of 'chaos' and 'chaos', many worried people began to travel to convince the world.

Among them are druids who use magic to create living areas, humans who teach savage races and cultures, orcs who use violence to destroy war, ancient demigods who are elusive and unhelpful, and many more are countless people who love this world.

However, among the travelers of this era. The most beautiful light that erupted came from two 'women'.

One is the knight 'female' king who wields the sword of holy light to eradicate the evil, and the other is the 'female' 'sexual' blood 'spirit' who takes a carriage to spread goodness to the world.

The two of them have traveled to every corner of the world, destroying all the darkness that exists.

Twenty years... Twenty years of time have made them the holy 'women' in the hearts of all races. A 'female' goddess revered by travelers.

Twenty years later, the vast majority of the world's life began to embrace new magic, and began to eradicate the desert and spell pollution, and restore the world.

In the midst of this, the magic circle from the 'spirit' spirit kingdom spread out.

Hellfire became a helper for people to build their homes, and the magic of the Well of Eternity penetrated deep into the land unconsciously.

The brutal war maniac still exists, but under the control and deterrence of the guardian dragon and several major forces, these people can't even produce fire.

As long as the current ruling class does not die. There is no possibility of another war in the world.

Twenty-one years, twenty-two years after life was awakened from the flames, the 'female' knights and 'female' spirits returned to their country.

Twenty-three years later, the spirit kingdom of Quel'Thalas still retains its beauty for thousands of years.

The beautiful and handsome 'spirit' spirit walked on the earth, and the dragon eagle and the eagle flew in the forest with their wings flapped.

The country is still closed, but it won't stop those who are qualified to come here.

Silvermoon City.

"So much?"

There was a large pile of papers on the table, and Sylvanas had just gotten out of bed with all the freshness of being chased away.

"Yes. The land transformation work on Draenor's side is almost over, and there is a new batch of trolls in Hinterland who want to migrate to Zuaman..."

The sorcerer sat behind his desk, also quite distressed.

Now that Quel'Salas controls too much land, all the work is 'handed over' to the two of them in Silvermoon City, and it's been hard enough.

"Call Aurelia back!"

Sylvanas sat behind another desk, looking at a document that was almost her eye high. Can't help but propose.

"Aurelia, Liadrin, and Valella are all demons that slipped in before Draenor dealt with, and they don't have time to come back."

Solan Lian shrugged her shoulders with a wry smile:

"You know that Illidan and Vasqi have been on the line recently, and it's really hard to disturb them about those little devils."

In the past twenty years, the group of them have done a lot of behind-the-scenes work to turn Illidan's eyes away from Tyrande, and now is a critical moment. No one wants to bother them.

Sylvanas also understood.

Neither can Anvina.

She thought that even if she let Dalaran's Anvena come back, the little girl wouldn't be able to help - she had 'messed' Dalaran's forces into a 'mess'.

"Where's Onexia. Is she available now? ”

Sylvanas was left with only this helper to choose from.

"No, no, she's been busy renovating a large area lately."

Solanlian dismissed her last choice.

Sylvanas's eyes flickered, one of her blue 'colored' eyes and one red 'colored' eye, and the red 'colored' eye was fading.

"Don't try to escape!"

The sorcerer raised his hand and cast a spell and threw it over, just in time to keep the red light in Sylvanas's eyes:

"You want to split your soul and go back to Lordaeron again?"

"I think Pamela might be in trouble, she's always on her own..."

Sylvanas smiled bitterly, and the look in her eyes fused together:

"I finally signed a contract with her to turn her soul around, and I had to help her once in a while."

After the war more than twenty years ago, the undead 'woman' king Sylvanas lost her body, and her soul automatically returned to the other half of her body.

It took nearly a year for the two of them to merge, but Sylvanas, who had recovered from the fusion, had the power to split at any time, and signed a contract with the new undead 'woman' King Pamela.

The contract allowed Sylvanas's soul to enter Pamela to control Lordaeron remotely, and because of this, the undead forces were not able to change.

"Don't try to escape, don't think I don't know what you've done."

Solan Lian didn't eat Sylvanas's set, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a sneer:

"In order to alleviate the fatigue, you have 'handed over' one and a half of the twenty-year journey, and the remaining one is lazy in Lordaeron."

This made Sylvanas 'color'.

"Alright, I got it. I'm not leaving..."

She frowned and said:

"Don't tell Kalia about this, I and her victory and defeat are finally tied."

"And I was a rotational half-body for those twenty years. I don't have the habit of abusing myself..."

Thinking of Kalia, Sylvanas was full of anger.

She had no idea when Kael'thas had slept with that 'woman'.

"Get to work!"

Turning anger into action, the two 'women' ushered in a new day.

But they seem to have forgotten something.

"Lord Sylvanas, Lord Solanlian!"

Soon after, a man who was shouting came running.

Lotherma.

“......”

Solanlian and Sylvanas looked at each other, they hadn't expected to call this guy for help just now.

But something seemed wrong with Lotherma.

"The Well of Eternity has responded!"

Her face was full of light, and the words she said made the two 'women' drop the pen in their hands in unison.

——

Temple of the Dragon's Sleep.

"Your Majesty Onexia is asleep again..."

The dragon kings who were discussing helplessly looked at the black dragon 'female' king who was lying on the table asleep in the body of a 'spirit' spirit, and sighed in unison.

"Forget it, she's tired too."

"Definitely. This kid has done his best, and there are too few people in the Black Dragon Clan..."

In the end, no one went to wake up Onexia.

This newborn black dragon 'female' king has been committed to transforming the earth since returning to protect the dragon, and she is reluctant to accept a spouse to do it, which is now very admirable.

The Four Dragon Kings continued their meeting.

But in the middle of the meeting, Onexia's ears suddenly moved.

"There is a response!"

She jerked to her feet.

"Oni..."

Before the others could ask, Onexia turned and jumped out of the temple, turning into a black dragon and flying away.

"The direction she's going in is..."

"Quel'Salas!"

"Is that guy waking up..."

The dragon kings were in a somewhat complicated mood.

"Was we really the right decision?"

Alexstasza looked at Nozdorm, who was the first to make the decision.

"There can be no mistake."

Nozdorm nodded. But there is also a little embarrassment in my heart:

"It is better to have a kind and righteous person guide the world than an emotionless god of reason."

Kael'thas proves that feelings can save more people than reason, so Nozdorm changes his mind. Embarrassingly, he clearly held the opposite view from the beginning.

The outcome of the battle more than twenty years ago was different from what many mortals thought.

In order to prevent the world from choosing a bad guy to reshape the world, the dragon kings and the demigods collectively decide to protect the soul of Kael'thas well.

When Phoenix took Solan Liane to place the remnants of Kael'thas soul into the Well of the Sun, the Dragonlords blessed the soul to recover over time.

The reborn Kael'thas will still be the face of the world. But his mind is best suited to protect the world.

There are not many wars in the world today, and people are embracing peace and restoring the land – it doesn't need to be completely reinvented.

Nozdorm often wondered if the world had chosen Kael'thas because of this future.

It also loves life and does not want to be reborn from destruction.

——

Alterac Empire.

"Avena of Dalaran has gone home, so it's time for the people of Draenor to go back too..."

Kalia wears silver 'colored' armor and fights on the city walls. Looking at the world of the North.

She is as beautiful as she was more than twenty years ago, and the years have not left the slightest mark on her.

"I'm leaving, too."

She turned back. looked at a handsome young man with soft eyes:

"Are you going to see your father?"

The young man has blond hair and pointed ears, and bears an eight-layer resemblance to Kael'thas in appearance.

"I'm not going."

His eyes flashed, and his tone was stubborn:

"I am the king of the north, the king of mankind, and this is my country."

He had similar beliefs to Kalia, and the light was unblemished.

This child did not receive much influence from Kalia when he was growing up, but he also grew up to be an excellent king and had an excellent wife with the help of everyone.

"Your Majesty the 'Female' King..."

The 'woman' beside the young man looked at Kalia with some reluctance.

"After all these years, you still can't change, Victoria..."

Kalia smiled bitterly, then took out the Ash Bringer behind her and gently placed it on the young man's hand:

"I won't need this sword anymore, I hope you pass it on, under the surname 'Minahir'."

She did not call her children 'Sunstriders' because humanity needed a king.

"Yes."

The young man held the Ash Messenger, and his expression became complicated.

Kalia turned and walked down the walls, and everyone in Alterac City scattered in two sides, crying and kneeling down at her.

The retired riders put on their armor again, and reverently waited on either side.

The white light paved the way, and it was the glory of the knight 'woman' king who saved the people from the darkness.

No one stopped her.

Everyone wants their mother to be happy.

The young man thought in his heart that he loved his people as much as his mother.

"Your Majesty, Lord Belluker is also crying..."

Victoria's voice rang in the young man's ears, and he immediately turned his head in surprise.

Beluker, the demonic mentor who taught him and Victoria, brought them too many gray memories...

The ruthless teacher who came out of the abyss was crying, they couldn't miss this scene...

——

The end of time is light.

The long dark road has come to an end... It's not going to be lost again.

Aking from a long slumber, Kael'thas had eyes that shone brighter than the stars.

"I'm sorry..."

He felt bitter in his heart, apologized to the 'women' who had been waiting for a long time, and then slowly smiled into a smile.

This is the most beautiful smile that belongs only to them.

"I'm back..."

——

The other side.

"'Woman' master, where are we going?"

“... My prey seems to have woken up, and this time I'm going to break him to pieces! ”

"But although the 'woman' master said terrible things, why was her mouth smiling..."

“...... Naisa, don't talk nonsense..."To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point qidian.Vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation.

ps: Happy Dragon Boat Festival, the last two chapters are sent together, and each chapter has an extra 5 or 6 hundred words, which is considered a gift, and the ending is a happy ending, and I don't think it's a bad ending. Thank you for your continued support, and the closing speech and the new book will be closed for a few days until further notice. Extra、Afterpass or something, I'll consider adding points when I have a chance.