When the moon casts pale moonlight on the grasslands, the earth seems to have fallen asleep.

In the dim world of the Emerald Dream, only a young figure was still standing, his slender cloak dragging on the ground.

"You turned out"

The Black Dragon King flew in the sky, looking cautiously at the person below, Kael'thas.

"You didn't even accept the power of the earth!"

Surprisingly, Kael'thas didn't accept the power of the earth, at least not at the moment.

But without the power of the earth, Deathwing would have been unable to hold back his anger at Kael'thas.

The reason why it didn't make a move was because Kael'thas was very strange at the moment, he didn't accept the power of the earth, but he didn't reject it.

The pitch-black cape hung from the elven prince's shoulders and stretched nearly a meter behind, a testament to the power of the earth.

The power of the earth gathered in him, almost fused with Kael'thas but did not penetrate into his soul.

This situation is very incredible.

Could it be that Kael'thas subdued the world? That's even more unlikely

"It gave me time"

Kael'thas looked up and looked at Deathwing calmly:

"I still have a few days to make a final choice."

Deathwing froze.

Azeroth itself has no soul, and the vague will of the world will act very directly, making it difficult to make such a delayed and complex decision.

Unless the value of the other party is enough that the world will not dare to make a decision immediately.

That said, the value of Kael'thas is worth the wait.

[A person who is loved by the world.] 】

Deathwing suddenly felt a surge of jealousy, but it wasn't meant to be fleeting, and he understood the world's choices.

Compared to Deathwing, which has been fruitless for 10,000 years, it is not an exaggeration to entrust the world to the mighty Well of Eternity.

"Hmph."

So he snorted coldly. Disappointed, he turned and flew away.

Kael'thas didn't stop him, Deathwing was a dutiful guardian of the earth, and he didn't dare to attack it until he had made up his mind whether or not to accept its power and authority.

He stood on the lonely earth and continued to look up at the starry sky, suddenly not knowing where he would go in the future.

"That's it."

Kael'thas sighed, and his body disappeared without a sound.

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Kalimdor also ushered in the night.

The night sky on the coast is clear, the stars are bright, and the sea breeze blows with a salty taste.

Amid the sound of grass clippings, Mavi walked to the shore, only to find a familiar object already sitting on the reef.

"Why are you here?"

Kalia turned her head at the voice. Strange look at Mavi.

The glamorous human queen set the Ashbringer aside, her yellow bangs blowing a little messy in the sea breeze.

"Your fellow kings have been asking me about the Emerald Dream."

Mavi sat down beside her lightly, and then put the moon wheel beside her:

"I chased him away."

"But he seems to be worried about you, annoyed"

The masked caretaker's tone was cold, making it impossible to figure out her true thoughts.

"Explain it to him when you get back."

In fact, Mavi just doesn't like the situation around Kalia now.

She understands the mood of the human queen. But that's no excuse for bothering others.

In Mavi's opinion, Kalia has many friends and is valued by many people. Shouldn't we be mindful of the trouble we can cause to others?

"Varian?"

Kalia was stunned. Then smiled wryly:

"He's always like this"

She brushed her messy bangs, turned her head to look at the endless sea ahead, and whispered:

"He grew up in the royal palace in Lordaeron and always had too much respect for my father, as well as for my family"

"It's obviously not his fault, but he always tries to help me in every possible way."

Varian to Kalia. Perhaps more than to his real relatives.

He felt that he owed Lordaeron too much, and he had put a lot of things on his shoulders.

Did the dead King of Terenus find out a long time ago?

Varian: He was the best kid his generation had ever taught.

However, Kalia didn't want him to continue like this.

"I'll find a way to dispel his worries."

She promised Mavi. At the same time, it is also a promise to yourself.

She didn't need Varian's sympathy, as she already had the power to stand on her own.

In the future, too, Lordaeron's ownership is a personal matter for her, and Varian can do it without meddling.

The night then fell silent.

Mavi and Kalia sat side by side on the reef, like two beautiful twin sisters, neither of them spoke.

Their backs were pulled by the elders, and only the sound of the waves accompanied the two.

The true body of Harvis, the Lord of Nightmares, is not far from here, and the Alliance and the Night Elves are resting and recovering their strength, and they will have to launch a complete attack early tomorrow morning.

This attack will not be easy.

Since the Nightmare of the Emerald Dream Realm successfully opened the diaphragm, thousands of Nightmares have landed on Harvey's true body, trying to protect their owners.

"After this battle, I'm going to the Emerald Dream again."

Kalia broke the silence.

Mavi wasn't surprised by this, she had vaguely felt it a long time ago.

"You like him so much?"

Somewhat sour tone.

Without mentioning names, both knew who they were talking about.

"No, maybe I don't like it."

However, Kalia didn't hear Mavi's sourness, she shook her head, as if she still had doubts:

"At first, I liked it, but now I can't wait any longer, and I think it's better to describe this feeling as 'love' than liking."

"Do you understand how it feels?"

Kalia looked at Mavi.

Mavi's heart tightened, and then she felt a gentle pain.

"I don't understand!"

Suddenly, she didn't want to stay any longer, so she got up in a hurry and walked back.

"I'll go back and rest, and you should be early."

Her figure faded into the night.

Kalia didn't keep her, and perhaps didn't have that awareness herself.

She turned back to face the ocean, alone and continuing to bask in the unknown.

"Brother"

A murmuring, bewildered voice leaked through the cracks in her lips, only the sound of the waves echoed.

"Hmm."

No, there is another sound in this tidal sound.

Kalia's eyes widened instantly, and she turned her head to look at the voice.

The wind blew across the other corner of the reef, and the young elven prince stood there, as if he had stood for thousands of years.

He watched Kaliya silently, his flickering cloak swallowing the moonlight, like a god coming out of the abyss. (To be continued.) )