Sylvanas left.\\

Kael'thas looked at her back and didn't stop him any longer—he was saddened by his actions.

Among the wishes and interests of the individual, he chose the interests.

The world is changing, and for as long as the Blood Elves go out to Draenor, Quel'Salas will become vulnerable.

The best solution would be to put Sylvanas back in Lordaeron.

Historically, Sylvanas would lead the undead to form a new kingdom of darkness, and her territory would occupy nearly half of the northern realm, isolating the entire Quel'Salas from the outside world.

In other words, the undead will be the best bulwark and umbrella for Quel'Thalas.

Rather than a turbulent Lordaeron, a Lordaeron, or a Lordaeron recaptured by the Alliance, Kael'thas chose Lordaeron of Sylvanas.

So even though he didn't want to let her go, he made this profitable decision.

Sylvanas, who is as smart as Sylvanas, is certainly well aware of this, but this woman will never complain.

Kael'thas owes her so much.

At dawn, he returned to Silvermoon City.

Under the snow-white curtain, he found the half-body of Sylvanas who had come to his senses.

"Are you alright?"

Kael'thas was a little worried about her state.

"Well, what are you talking about?"

Sylvanas was a little puzzled, and then stretched:

"It's a nice day again."

Her smile was as soft as ever. It's like nothing happened.

[Could it be]

Kael'thas was vigilant. Begin to cautiously test it.

What came out was surprising - Sylvanas didn't remember what had happened last night.

Not only that, but the memories of a few years in her head were more blurry than before.

The two Sylvanas don't seem to be able to coexist, and last night this Sylvanas was absorbed by the other one.

The exact reason for this is unclear, but the dark Sylvanas may have fled from Quel'Salas overnight because he was worried that he would hurt his other self.

However, if this happens, things are in trouble.

[Am I still not cautious enough?] 】

Kael'thas knew so little about the soul that he almost had another accident.

Reviving Sylvanas may be more difficult than he imagined.

But for now, we can slow down the matter.

Now that the well water has arrived, it's time to prepare for the march into Draenor.

The Orc homeland of 'Draenor' is a land that Kael'thas must have - only that land. He will be able to start the final battle.

"Liadrin!"

After breakfast, Kael'thas found the Paladin:

"You were in charge of contacting various places for the first two days, how is the situation, is the portal completed?"

"No, not yet, Your Highness."

Liadline replied:

"The ancient cities of Karazan and Eresaras are already putting the finishing touches on it. It can be completed in 4 days. ”

That said, Quel'Thalas's portal is complete.

This speed is okay.

"What about the Dark Gate and the demons?"

Kael'thas continued.

He had long asked the mages to study demons, and in addition to their combat power, there were also demons who had data on Draenor and could help open the Dark Gate.

"The coordinates have been resolved, but it takes a lot of evil power to re-fix and activate the Dark Gate."

Liadling paused, then continued:

"Your Highness, the mages have proposed to recreate a portal."

"Once the coordinates are determined, we can make a larger, more discreet portal."

The right proposal.

But Kael'thas shook his head in refusal.

"That's too time-consuming."

That's his reasoning.

Portals to the same world have all been built for so long, to unilaterally open the portal to Draenor. It is simply not possible without a few months.

However, the more this matter dragged on, the more troublesome it became.

Kael'thas summoned the crowd and then gave the order to prepare.

He asked Aurelia and the others to organize the team in four days, and when the portal was completed, they could directly launch an expedition.

And the problem of the Dark Gate, he already has a solution himself.

With the skull of Gul'dan and the power and memories of orc warlocks, Illidan will surely be able to open the dark door with ease.

Kael'thas set out on a northbound path.

He put on a thick fluffy coat, but landed on the ground as soon as he reached Northrend.

In the far north, a world made of ice and snow, the chill of the sky made his clone a little unbearable.

The cold wind howled across the ground, the snow fell, and in front of it was an endless plain with no life.

However, this is only part of the small pieces of Northrend. With such a vast world, where to find Illidan?

The Night Elf had no feathers on him, nothing else to track, and it was a pain in the face of Kael'thas for a long time.

He was familiar with Northrend, which had been pushed forward by the Alliance and the Horde in later generations, when the land was full of war and camps.

But now

In desperation, Kael'thas endured the chill and continued to fly.

He knew that Illidan's goal was Naozu. So it should be right to follow the route of the Ice Crown.

As a result, after several hours of flying, he caught up with the endless army of the undead as they moved north. But I saw another group of acquaintances.

Night Elf Warden.

This elite army, led by Mavi, is fighting a group of undead.

They seemed to have the upper hand, but looking down from above, they could see that the undead were quietly surrounding them from a distance.

Once the Guardians are surrounded by the undead, the undead's crowd tactics are enough to kill them.

Kael'thas thought about it and decided to help them.

He summons hellfire. Let the meteorite fall outside the encirclement of the undead.

"Mavi. If you don't want to die, break through to that hellfire! ”

He shouted in the air.

Mavi and the guards looked up at him.

Kael'thas couldn't see what the Night Elves were looking up on, but they acted obediently afterwards.

After some fighting, the guards managed to break through.

Kael'thas breathed a sigh of relief and continued north.

However, after running past the undead troops, he still didn't see Illidan.

But the figure of the Death Knight came into view.

[Could it be that Illidan has already gone to the Lich King first?] 】

Kael'thas thought so, and then his eyes flashed, and he thought it was a good opportunity to kill Arthas.

He turned into golden light from the sky and swooped down.

With a "boom", the ice shattered, and Kael'thas landed on it with his sword.

But Arthas dodged in time.

"It's you!"

He looked at Kael'thas in some surprise. Then he took a few steps back on the skeleton horse.

"Kill him."

Following Arthas's words, the undead swarmed up, and several death knights followed.

Many of these undead are powerful, and their power is enough to threaten Kael'thas.

There is no Seven Weapon Defense. His body was as fragile as that of a legendary pro, and a few hits from a powerful undead were enough to break.

[Speed.] 】

The only thing Kael'thas could rely on was the speed of Flame Strike.

The fastest and most crisp way to win.

"Teleport!"

Kael'thas instantly jumped over the undead and teleported to Arthas's side.

His body turned into an afterimage, and the flaming blow stabbed straight through.

Neither Akmund nor Illidan had escaped Kael'thas raids.

"Ding"

Unexpectedly, however, Arthas got in the way!

The Death Knight took Frostmourn and easily blocked the flaming blow with his sword.

"You're fast."

Arthas laughed, wielding the flaming blow with Frost Sorrow.

He was a paladin himself and was more powerful than Kael'thas, who couldn't help but take two steps back.

"You're fast, too."

Kael'thas frowned, feeling the numbness in his arm. Secretly frightened.

The power of Arthas is stronger, and the rate of progress is astonishingly fast.

And not only that, but the most troublesome thing about any undead is that they are dead in the first place - even if they are stabbed in the heart.

If you want to defeat Arthas, you can only destroy the Frost Sorrow, which is one soul, which is not easy to do.

The destruction of Lordaeron, the Holy War of Hyjal, and the innumerable souls absorbed by Frost Sorrow, its own power reached an unbelievably powerful level.

Which is stronger, the reforged Flame Strike or the Frost Sorrow?

Kael'thas launched several more attacks, but they were all ineffective.

Neither Flame Strike nor Frost Sorrow can deal any damage to each other.

And over time. The other undead surrounded them again.

[Sure enough, there is no way for the clone to defeat him? 】

Kael'thas had some regrets.

The relationship between Frostmourn and Arthas is not as good as that between Frostmourn and Flame Strike, and both of them can make the most of their weapons, and it is difficult to tell the winner of their fight.

He rushed towards Arthas again, ready to make one last attempt.

However, this time. The unexpected happened.

As the Flame Strike and the Frost Sorrow collided again, an old voice suddenly rang out:

"Is that you? His Highness Kael'thas "

Kael'thas was stunned.

He floated in the air with the force of recoil. Then he looked at Frost Sorrow with some surprise.

The voice just now, if I heard it correctly, should be the voice of Terenus.

The old king who has already been killed, his soul comes out?

"Stand back, I'll deal with him!"

At this time, Arthas's eyes flashed, and he waved his hand to let the undead retreat.

Kael'thas was stunned again.

He sensed something was wrong.

[What's going on?] 】

Before he could think clearly, Arthas's sword qi smashed over with frost.

Kael'thas had no choice but to fight again with a flaming blow.

"Sure enough, it's you, Your Highness Kael'thas!"

"Ah, finally someone can hear me and this kid" (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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