Liam. Greymane, once the noble Prince of Gilneis, but now the name is synonymous with betrayal and disgrace. He gambled for revenge, but when he was about to get enough power for revenge, Cassadine and Wenlesa stopped him.

When he woke up from his dark dream, he was already alone. Without anyone around him who was loyal to him, the whole world seemed to have become his enemy.

Having lost hope of revenge, Liam became insensitively numb. He vaguely heard a voice guiding him, not the previous Lich King Neozu, but another, the one that pulled him back from the brink of despair.

He followed the guidance of this voice and wandered in the Dragonbone Wilderness for a long time. When they are hungry, they hunt wild beasts on the spot and eat flesh and blood, and when they are thirsty, they eat snow and drink ice, and when they are sleepy, they fall asleep. Half a year later, he was on Storm Cliffs, the coldest part of Northrend.

Liam found the man who guided him. A man of ordinary stature wearing a cloak. He stood on a high platform, a man who was obviously inconspicuous, but exuded an aura that was even more terrifying than a dragon. His hands were hidden under the cloak, but he could still tell that the entire forearm of one hand was silvery-white, which looked very peculiar.

"You're here." The Cloaked Man's voice is full of metallic textures.

Liam looked at the cloaked man blankly, his voice hoarse and stiff as if his throat had been roasted by a charcoal fire. "You're guiding me. Why? ”

"You're here." The cloaked man repeated the phrase. "When a good man does not go down the evil path, he will always be a good man; But when a good man goes down the evil path, he becomes a wicked man. The wicked have no turning back. It is more difficult for the wicked to turn back than for the good to continue to do good. That's why I chose you. ”

"I'm already a wicked person, and everyone thinks I am." Liam made a sarcastic voice. His expression was pained, "I think I am, too." I know the sin is great. There's no looking back. Not to be accepted again. ”

"Whether to accept it or not is someone else's decision; There's no looking back. It's up to you to decide. When an error occurs, we need to correct it. "Now you have a chance to right your wrongs." I hope you cherish it. ”

"What chance?" For the first time, Liam's eyes showed hope, but the cloaked man vanished with that sentence. There are not even footprints left where he once stood.

But one thing was left here.

It was a sword with a golden spine and a silver blade, and it was stuck on the high platform on which the Cloaked Man had just stood.

Unlike Frost Sorrow, which can be seen from the outside, this is a sword of justice. There is no trickery, nothing to protect the sword guards and ice. It just stuck there silently, waiting for its owner. Liam's heart was on fire, and he walked quickly to the high platform. Reach out and grasp the hilt of the sword. A long-lost warm touch transmitted to his whole body through the palm of his hand, and he felt the holy light, an incomparably dazzling holy light.

This is a sword that represents light and justice!

'Varinar, Sword of the Guardians of Order'.

A voice rang out as he drew the sword. It's the cloaked man's voice just now!

"Who are you!" Liam shouted. The moment he possessed this sword, he felt his mind purified. Who the hell is that cloaked man?

"Please use it to correct mistakes and maintain order and justice." The sword of the Stormcrags, the eternal howling wind, brought the final sound.

Liam only felt a peace of mind, and the past was revealed before his eyes, but it no longer tormented him. He was born again. He found a new direction, and the confident look returned to his otherwise numb face.

At this time. The voice of Akmund's advent reached his ears: "Tremble, despair, mortal! The Burning Legion has arrived! ”

"Is this what I'm supposed to do?" Liam muttered to himself. He took a deep breath, feeling the power coming from the Sword of the Guardian of Order. I found my purpose.

A few days later, the men of the dreadnought had been evacuated. The vanguard of the natural disaster has already arrived in front of us, and it will be really too late if you don't leave. However, almost everyone forgot that there was still a group of people in the cells of the fortress.

Those who were captured and who remained loyal to Liam. They are reluctant to surrender. He was not even willing to return to Queen Tess to continue playing for Gilneth. Including Lord Herwell, there were 105 people in all.

Hevers' face was bitter. It was already noon. No one has brought food yet. He knew that the Alliance's great armies had been busy retreating in recent days. And yet they were abandoned.

Just as they were desperately silent, a figure walked into the prison. He was dressed in thin, tattered clothes. The cloak was torn with several large holes, his hair was brown and black, and the beard on his face was like weeds. In this dimly lit dungeon, only those eyes looked bright, full of hope and light.

With a single sword, he slashed the iron cords of the cell door, opened all the prison doors where there were prisoners, and finally walked up to Lord Hevel: "I'm back!" ”

It's a neutral and confident voice. Herwell's lips trembled, and he looked at the scruffy man in front of him in disbelief, and tears couldn't help but roll out.

――

Before Jiang Weihan could fully enjoy the excitement of returning to Azeroth, he immediately learned another shocking news - the Burning Legion had arrived.

"Akmund? Not again? Jiang Weihan immediately remembered what had happened in the Twisted Void. The guy is still here. After listening to what they said, Jiang Weihan understood.

He solved the trouble of Dalaran's Book of Medivan, but Nozdom summoned Kel'thugad from another world on the Frozen Throne, and he was still carrying an otherworldly version of Kel'thugad's Book of Medivan. It was it that summoned Akmund to descend.

Nozdom ...... Jiang Weihan gritted his teeth with hatred when he thought of this name. Without him making trouble, how could there be all this now?

Sooner or later, we'll have to clean up this guy! He made up his mind.

Now the leaders of the alliance have their own opinions. At this time, Jiang Weihan's opinion was very important: because he was the one who sued the alliance about the threat of the Scourge Legion in the first place, and raised the crisis of the Burning Legion very early. And now all the qiē has been confirmed. In order to avoid more terrible consequences, the alliance badly needs Jiang Weihan's guidance.

Now Arthas, Gianna, Kael'thas, Sal, Antonidas are all present, and most of the forces of the alliance are represented. While Jiang Weihan is here. They wanted to hear what he thought.

"I was sent to the Warped Void by the power of the hourglass of time, and I encountered Akmund."

Jiang Weihan shocked everyone present as soon as he opened his mouth. Kael'thas and the others perked up. As the part of the people who didn't want to leave the Lordaeron Continent, he saw that Jiang Weihan could still appear safely now. Hope rose in my heart - maybe Akmund was not strong. At least it won't be so strong that it's crazy for five miles. Otherwise, Jiang Weihan would definitely not be standing here intact.

The Well of the Sun is the source of High Elf power. As a last resort, the High Elves will never give up on Quel'Thalas.

Jiang Weihan pondered for a moment: in the real world, he didn't have fourteen Naru to instill power, and he couldn't borrow the rules and power of distorting the void to strengthen himself. He was beaten back to his original form. And Akmund must still be as powerful as the Warped Void. It was clearly too difficult to confront Akmund directly. So his next words undoubtedly poured a bucket of cold water on the other party:

"I fought him in the Warped Void. I relied on great external forces to compete with it. He is very powerful. Anna is right, in the real world, no one is his opponent. Therefore, I still don't choose the decisive place in Lordaeron, we will probably have to rely on the power of the Night Elves to defeat him. And Akmund's ultimate goal is to go there and gain the power of the World Tree. Once he succeeds, our world is truly over! ”

"But can we avoid Akmund by going to Kalimdor?" Kael'thas asked reluctantly. "What should we do if he insists on destroying us?"

Jiang Weihan said: "If that's the case, we'll take the initiative to lure him to the World Tree." ”

The Well of Eternity is the bane planted by the Night Elves themselves, even by the invasion of the Burning Legion. How could the Night Elves be absent from the Burning Legion's invasion?

There was a low cry from everyone present. Such an approach obviously has a bit of a misfortune flavor.

"All of Azeroth must be conscious of sacrifice. It's not just us, it's the Night Elves as well. Jiang Weihan's voice was low. It's convincing other people, but it's also convincing himself.

Gradually, a plan took shape in his mind - in the original history, the guardian dragon did not participate in the battle against the Burning Legion for unknown reasons. Not necessarily this time. Especially the bronze dragon and the blue dragon, these two murderers who can almost be said to have personally guided the arrival of the Burning Legion. They must do their part as guardian dragons!

――

The Night Elves would not know that in the Eastern Kingdoms, someone was ready to drag them into the water.

Planck and his party had been hanging out for some time. The Night Elves placed them under house arrest. Feeding them every day restricts their freedom. There has never been a man of conversation who has come to meet with them to discuss business.

Planck has never been a patient man. Tired of eating the food of the Night Elves, he finally couldn't help but lose his temper.

"Brothers. Since the night elf girls don't appreciate it, let's not stick a hot face to other people's cold butts! Walk! Let's go back! Planck stood up, drew his spear and machete, and kicked the stool open. Stride out.

Bane, Alista, and the rest of the entourage suddenly responded with a bang. Each grabbed his weapon and followed him.

But as soon as he stepped out of this small courtyard in the style of the Night Elves, his feet had not yet stepped into the jungle. A group of Night Elf archers suddenly appeared, and pointed their bows and arrows at them. The female sentry captain who took the lead snorted coldly: "You are not allowed to leave without an order!" ”

"Damn, do you have a weapon!" Planck raised his short gun and pointed it at the head of the sentry captain, "Lao Tzu has a gun." Who's afraid of whom! ”

His pirate elite also drew their long and short spears and aimed them at the elven archers. Alista clenched his fists, and the muscles in his body were tense, ready to explode at any moment. Bane and Moon stood together, both taking off their weapons and preparing for battle. The old shamans invoke the power of the elements to strengthen their weapons.

Planck put his finger on the trigger, took a step closer to the female sentry, and scolded murderously: "Damn, I've had enough of it!" Lao Tzu is here to save you, not to be angry! The words have been brought, love to listen or not, love to believe it or not! Lao Tzu is leaving! Get out of the way! Otherwise, don't blame my gun for not recognizing people! ”

"Neither will my arrows, mortal!" The female sentry tightened the tail feathers of the arrow and said indifferently.

Planck bull temper came up. said loudly: "Lao Tzu is a mortal, I don't need you to remind me!" Do you Night Elves still think of yourself as gods? What I hate most is that you look like you! I won't play with you anymore. I don't care about you! He took another step forward. And the female sentry immediately drew the bowstring to the full.

Planck's eyes glowed coldly. It seems that today is not good. He was ready to pull the trigger at any moment, and his other hand also held the handle of the scimitar.

At this moment of tension. The sound of Akmund's arrival finally reached here.

"Tremble, despair, mortal! The Burning Legion has arrived! ”

The voice went straight to the bottom of my heart. All the Night Elf archers present trembled in their hearts. During the last Burning Legion invasion, the Night Elves suffered heavy losses. Eventually, they fought back the Burning Legion and protected Azeroth. Therefore, the four guardian dragons blessed the Night Elves with their divine powers. Nozdom, the Lord of Time, has granted immortality to their people. However, the Night Elves, who have been given eternal life and are loved by the gods, are gradually becoming proud. They began to become uninhabited, treating the other intelligent races as mortals, and generally referring to them as "mortals". Naturally, they put their race on a higher level than mortals.

Obviously, this attitude is not friendly enough.

Half of the sentinels present had lived through the era of the War of the Ancients. Even the Night Elves born in the past 10,000 years grew up listening to the horror stories of the Burning Legion. This is the shadow of terror that they can never break free from in their hearts.

And now, the Burning Legion has really arrived. The last time was when the sky fell apart. What kind of disaster will the Burning Legion bring this time?

The Night Elves were terrified, but Planck looked proud. He pushed away the female sentry who had stopped him, but now lost his soul and looked frightened, and strode away. "Brothers, let's go!"

Others followed.

Alista strode after him, and when he saw Planck give him a look, the Minotaur Chieftain, who was honest in appearance but not stupid at all, immediately understood. Alista deliberately asked, "Planck, let's go, regardless of the Night Elves?" ”

Planck said loudly, "Whatever, whatever." Look at how bullish these guys look. The Burning Legion is only a small thing to them. ”

"No, how do I remember the commander saying that the Burning Legion would come to seek revenge on the Night Elves, and that he would destroy them, right?"

"Why are you worrying so much. People don't believe it. Let's kindly remind and help, they are kind enough to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs. No matter. It doesn't matter if they're dead or alive! I think we'd better go back to building a ship and run away! ”

Bane, the upright minotaur, always wanted to speak, but every time he tried to do so, he was glared back by Planck's stern eyes. He wasn't allowed to speak until he had confirmed that there was no one around. Bane couldn't help but ask, "Planck." That's not what you said before, did you? ”

"It's different, young man!" Planck smirked. "We came to them before, and now it's time for them to come to us. This is called turning reactive into proactive. Got it? ”

"I don't understand." Bane replied.

Planck choked, "Uh, you're too innocent. This is diplomacy, do you understand diplomatic means? ”

As a cunning old fox, Planck's ploy clearly succeeded. In fact, a few days ago, the druid, who had stayed in the Grey Valley, had told the leader of Mount Hyjal, the "Priestess of the Moon", that he had brought the news to Tyrande. Adult of the style of speech. But apparently no one believed such unsubstantiated words, and Tyrande didn't even respond. So he led to Planck and the others being left to the side, and no one paid attention to them.

Now that the leader of the Night Elves, Grand Druid Malfurion, is still asleep, and the forest demigod Cenarius is also in the Emerald Dream Realm, Tyrande has naturally taken on the responsibility of leading the Night Elf clan.

But when the sound of Akmund's arrival came, the entire Night Elf clan was thrown into chaos. Tyrande immediately remembered the news that a druid from Ashendale had brought her two days before:

They were warned by a band of humans and minotaurs that the Burning Legion of the Warped Void would descend once again.

She didn't believe it at the time, but now it's happening!

Tyrande was a witness to the War of the Ancients and played a vital role. She was well aware of the horrors of the Burning Legion, so the team that had foreseen the arrival of the Burning Legion immediately became important. She was desperate to find out more.

"Go and bring these people at once!"

She gave orders to the sentinels.

But as Planck said, the shape is different now. It's time for the Night Elves to beg them!

――

Even if he was as powerful as Akmund, he could not disobey the rules of nature. He descended in Northrend, and the only way to travel to the Eastern Kingdoms or Kalimdor was to cross the Endless Sea.

Fortunately, the Scourge still has a floating city, so it is not enough to build a ship to cross the sea. It's a pity that the floating city of Naxxramas, the biggest disaster of the natural disaster, has fallen, otherwise they could have transported enough troops to their destination almost all at once.

But now that the five floating cities, including the Blackblade Fortress of Acherus and Tarramas, are all in use, they can only carry half of them - no more than 60,000 Scourge soldiers.

Such a volume is almost completely impossible to pose a threat to the Alliance. But Akmund alone can withstand hundreds of thousands of troops, and even if the Scourge Legion has few people, it is not afraid at all.

All five of the Floating Cities of the Scourge took off. Go to the first target they set out to capture - Quel'Thalas!

"The energy of the Well of the Sun will be at my disposal!" Akmund stood on the upper level of the Blackebon Fortress, looking through the clouds in the direction of the Well of the Sun. He had sensed the familiar power contained in that fountain of magic, the power of the Well of Eternity! (To be continued......) R1292