A person's character is often revealed at the most critical time.

Kael'thas felt a little ashamed, even though he had known the choice of these alliance heroes for a long time, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he was still touched by these people.

However, he couldn't make the same choice.

Kael'thas had too many worries and responsibilities in his original world that he couldn't let go.

He was silent, and saluted the commanders as he walked, with the greatest courtesy.

"Goodbye."

Kael'thas said goodbye, but he paused after taking a few steps towards the Dark Gate.

"Lord Tulayan"

He turned his head and stared at Tulayan:

"Don't be too impulsive, if you can, please act with everyone!"

Kael'thas didn't know what caused Tulayan's disappearance or death, but he knew nothing about Tulayan when the Alliance and the Horde returned to the land after the Dark Gate was rebuilt.

His kind reminder was just to change this fate.

"Okay, I'll take care of it."

Although Tulayan was a little surprised, he remembered the words after noticing that Kael'thas had no joking eyes.

And this also made the future elf king see his existence when he set foot on this land again.

Even though a lot of things had changed by then, Tulayan was still the same Tulayan, but Kael'thas was not the same Kael'thas anymore

The elves left the battlefield and walked back to Dalaran with the Book of Medivan and the Skull of Gul'dan.

As he passed through Stormwind, Kael'thas went in and told Varian about the men's decision.

"How can this work?"

Varian, a righteous young king, was furious, unable to approve of the expeditionary force's sacrificial practices.

"And what are you going to do, Your Majesty?"

Kael'thas was curious to know what Varian was doing.

"I'm going to gather soldiers immediately, and I'm going to ask the other kingdoms to come back as well, and we can form a stronger team to help!"

Varian said with a determined look in his eyes.

[But you don't have time]

Kael'thas wanted to say this, but he could only sigh at the end.

"Then please hurry, they don't have that much time."

Varian's approach didn't hurt, even if it didn't end up in time, but Kael'thas remembered that a few clans would escape from Draenor at the last minute—they could be a harvest for the Alliance's new team.

After a brief meeting, Kael'thas took his leave.

"Your Majesty, if you were in my position in Delaenor, what would you choose?"

Before leaving, Kael'thas asked Varian.

"I will be like you, Your Highness."

"We all have our responsibilities"

Varian's answer made Kael'thas feel much better.

Whether it is a king or a prince, their lives are not something to be given up casually.

The Book of Medivan and the Skull of Gul'dan returned to Dalaran without incident, and were then placed by Antonidas.

"You're doing a great job."

Antonidas only complimented him lightly, and then went to a meeting with the other kings.

The Coalition quickly assembled another team and headed for the Dark Gate on the third day.

It's a pity that they were still late.

After the eighty-year, the Shaolin abbot line had all converged at his feet, and energy filled his body.

The old warlock had enough strength to defend himself against any danger he might reach.

But there are still countless orcs out there to block the Alliance's attack.

"It's almost time."

Neozu felt the change of time carefully, and then, at a certain moment, he picked up the Scepter of Sargeras and recited a long incantation.

The power of the shadows darkened the sky, the air vibrated and the earth roared.

The powerful magic irrigated Naozu's body, and he laughed and waved his scepter, cutting the world diaphragm in the void one by one, opening many spatial rifts in the air.

"This is the rift that goes to the new world."

Naozu roared with joy, and he trembled with excitement.

The new family, as long as he goes to the new world, he can get rid of the demon and be free.

But before he could act, the whole world of Draenor shook.

All those who were fighting stopped fighting and stared in one direction in amazement.

They saw the earth cracking, the mountains falling into the void, and the whole world shattering.

The planet Draenor is tearing itself apart -

"Quick, go destroy the Dark Gate!"

"The world is tearing apart, and its turmoil will reach our world through the Dark Portal!!"

Khadgar's face changed dramatically, and he called for the human soldiers to pick up the weapons they had prepared and begin to attack the Dark Gate.

Several groups of orcs broke through the Alliance's defenses with lightning speed and ran directly towards the Dark Gate.

"It's Grom!"

Soon someone spotted the orc in the lead and reported it to Tulayan.

"Lockdown, we can't let the orcs invade our world again."

"Defend our homeland!"

Tulayan shouted with a flash of light.

The soldiers of the Alliance obeyed the order and roared in front of more orcs, stopping them in their tracks.

Until the Dark Gate was completely destroyed, few orcs broke out of this world.

However, the concussions of Draenor are still there, and the whole earth is becoming more and more broken, not knowing when it will stop.

"Let's run first."

Nao Zu was frightened by this shock, and he took his elite men and rushed into a spatial crack at random.

The other orcs and humans were left to stay in Draenor, waiting for the movement to stop.

Of course, this world will not be completely destroyed in the end.

On the contrary, it was Naozu, who thought he had escaped the demon's control, but he did not realize that he had just stepped into the warped void, a pitch-black alternate dimension that connected all the worlds, when he was ambushed by one of the demon leaders, Kilgardan, and his demon minions.

The demons tore his body apart, and then placed Naozu's soul into a carefully carved block of ice, stolen from the far reaches of the twisted void as hard as a diamond from which no one could escape.

"Enjoy the betrayal."

Kilgardan said such things and disappeared without a trace.

Naozu enjoyed the biting cold and fear in the ice, causing his soul to let out a sharp scream.

"Be quiet, newcomer."

A sinister voice scolded Naozu, causing the orc warlock to look around—but he had forgotten that he was now a soul.

"Who are you!?"

Naozu asked.

"Me?"

"Hahaha I'm a High Elf mage, at least I was"

(To be continued)