"Thank you for your might, Lord God ... Your grace will always be remembered by Lordaeron!"

Eastern Kingdom Continent, Tirisfal Glade.

Princess Kalia bowed deeply to Boss Hu, her expression full of gratitude and excitement.

Well, recently, our Lord Divine Venerable has changed his previous laziness and suddenly become a lot more diligent as if he had taken the wrong medicine, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and he was jumping all over the world of Azeroth.

First, the entire Icecrown Fortress was temporarily sealed, and the young man who made the Lich King tremble in fear and wanted to cry without tears.

Is there any royal law, what is this? Illegal imprisonment? Black prison? If you Titan wants to arrest people and squat in prison, then you must follow the Basic Law!

The current situation is that the undead in the fortress can't get out, and the large troops outside the fortress can't get in, no matter what defensive measures you do, the next second you cross the border is to burn to ashes in an instant, and die on the spot, that's called a clean and neat.

After playing the imprison play with the Lich King, Boss Hu then rushed to the Tirisfal Glade non-stop, and performed a miracle that mortals were about to forget what they looked like.

The gloomy sky of the Tirisfard Glade, once again shrouded in dark clouds, was forcibly disturbed by the Azeroth Reactivation Device in the Hall of Origin of Oldum, and the soft sunlight once again pierced through the thick black clouds and shone on the land that had been ravaged by the undead for so long.

This woodland was once as prosperous and fertile as the Elwyn Forest, which was destroyed by the plague of nature, but now the disaster is a thing of the past.

Soon, this vast woodland will come to life again, and nature will do the rest.

On the other hand, the dark golden dawn divine power in the sky shrouded the ruins of the entire Lordaeron capital, and then in front of tens of thousands of Lordaeron people, Boss Hu unleashed the boundless power of the Titan gods.

A projection of the divine power of a titan that reaches into the sky stares majestically at the ruins of the city below, which resemble a pile of children's building blocks.

The Titan waved his right hand at will, and his divine power was mobilized.

The entire ruins of Lordaeron instantly turned into countless pieces of rubble, large and small, floating in the air.

"God's wrath is enough to turn any being into powder. ”

Immediately afterward, the countless rubble quickly reassembled in the sky, and then fell back to the ground, and then reconstructed the majestic capital of Lordaeron before it was destroyed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and everything seemed to go back in time.

"God's gift is sufficient to make any being reborn from the ashes. ”

All the Lordaerons looked so excited that they fell to their knees and kept kowtowing, projecting the most solemn rites in the world to the Titans' divine power.

Gallisus, a fanatical Lordaeronian, was dancing like crazy at the moment, shouting nonsense that no one could understand, as if he were simply venting his inner ecstasy.

"It feels like it's a dream... I never thought I'd ever see the capital of Lordaeron again, and everything remained the same as I remembered. ”

Tirio and Bridget Abydis, a group of former Lordaeron army leaders, stood on a hillside not far away, quietly looking at the towering walls of Lordaeron's capital that shone silvery-white in the sun.

"yes... It's like stepping back in time... I have almost forgotten what I look like. ”

Behind Tirio, a group of high-ranking members of Silver Dawn nodded in emotion.

Bell!

A long and thick bell rang across the earth, and it lasted for a long time.

On that day, when the Prince of Arthas returned in triumph, the bell struck the prelude to the destruction of Lordaeron, and the undead catastrophe swept and destroyed the entire northern kingdom under the control of His Royal Highness.

Now, the flags of Lordaeron were slowly rising again, fluttering at the head of the city, and hunting in the wind.

The flags were very shabby, they were old things that had been used by the Lordaeron Restoration Army for a long time, and now they were finally back where they were supposed to be.

Today, the bell rings again, and this time with it is not a disaster, but the hope of rebirth.

"Your Royal Highness, it's time for you to lead your army into the city. ”

Tirio coughed lightly and bowed to Princess Kalia.

Princess Kalia was still a little sluggish at the moment, nodded unresponsively, and then sighed.

"Ah, yes... That's right... Enter the city, Garissus, and let the whole Avenger Army line up and prepare to enter the city!"

This day is designated as the day of the rebirth of the kingdom of Lordaeron, and it has become the grand festival of the people of Lordaeron after the Winter Veil.

Princess Kalia rode her knightly military horse, which radiated the light of dawn, and led the troops of the Restoration Army to the front.

The whole city was extremely empty, there were no people standing on the streets on either side or by the windows cheering and greeting, and there were no flower petals falling from the sky, everything was extremely silent.

But each of Lordaeron's soldiers was in a bit of a trance at the moment, and they seemed to be hallucinating collectively.

Time flies, and most of the life has passed in a flash, the familiar streets are still there, but the old people of the year do not know where their fate is.

They seemed to have penetrated the barrier of time, and saw the bustling scene and the sea of cheers in the old Lordaeron capital, and saw the people on both sides of the street.

Their old souls were cheering, and everything was like a silent celebration of silence, lively and sad at the same time.

In front of the palace gate, turning over and dismounting, Princess Kalia strode up the steps with her dark golden sword, and followed the long corridor where her brother Arthas had walked towards the king's hall.

In the same way, he brought destruction, and he himself brought new life.

The King's Hall was spotless, as if it had just been carefully cleaned by the court attendants.

In the deepest part of the rotunda, the familiar Lordaeron throne greeted its new owner, and the gaze through the sunlight cast from the top of the center of the hall felt so unreal.

Quietly on the throne was a golden crown with an eyeball carved out of a black gemstone in the center.

Kalia walked up slowly, took the crown in her hand, and was silent in thought.

This was originally the place where his father, Emperor Terenus, was the seat of his father's government, and his father's orders were issued here, and his father received all kinds of great people here, and the majesty of Lordaeron originated here.

It was here that the father was killed by Arthas.

Underneath the throne, a sound of armor grinding interrupted Princess Kalia's thoughts.

"Salute you, Lord of Lordaeron, Her Majesty Queen Kalia. ”

Gallisus, the middle-aged uncle, with his sword, was the first to kneel down and shouted to Princess Kalia, who was standing in front of the throne.

Behind him, the generals of the Lordaeron Restoration Army also knelt down, repeating Galliss' words.

Princess Kalia turned around and thrust the sword in her hand into the floor in front of her, then held up the crown with both hands and put it on her long golden hair.

No one crowns themselves, and they don't need anyone else to crown them, and Menethil will always be in power.

"For Lordaeron. ”

Her Majesty looked at her subjects below and said in a voice that was not loud, but unusually firm.

"For Lordaeron!"

"Hooray!"

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