The white snowflakes of stone are stacked neatly, and the high walls are built by the amazing skill of the craftsmen, and the large and small windows are irregularly distributed on them, and the clear yellow lights are constantly flickering in them.

Some of the taller and more ornate buildings are lined with wide balconies with golden balustrades, and floor-to-ceiling windows reveal ornate silk curtains and decorative spell symbols scattered throughout.

Most of the buildings in the eye are roofed with purple rubble, and the whole city is enveloped in a brilliant and noble glow in the twilight of the day.

Unfortunately, Lanloth can't see any of this now.

Feeling a different breeze on his face, Lanloth felt the novelty, but he still clearly captured the familiar arcane aura in the air. There is only one city in the world that can compete with Quel'Salas.

"Welcome to Dalaran, my dear friend. Crassus looked happy, "I didn't expect us to meet so soon." ”

"I'm in a hurry to get dinner. Turning, Lanros smiled softly at the figure in the center of the room. However, in Crassus's view, it was very embarrassing.

He didn't like the compulsive methods of those companions, and coupled with the fact that the other party didn't look at it at all, his heart was suddenly full of guilt. But in the same way, as a dragon, Crassus's rich experience allowed him to recover quickly.

"I'm sure you'll want to linger, but until then, I think you'd better meet up with a few of the other archmages first. ”

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway. Almost all those in the know know that the Burning Legion's door to this world was closed by Lanloth, but only a few people know that this door was also opened by him.

Dalaran, including the eyes that converged on Lanloth, in addition to exploring the source of his ability to close the portal in an instant, was more concerned about whether he was friend or foe?

"If it's as a guest, I'd love to. Nodding slightly, Lanlos agreed to the other party's request.

While Crassus was relieved, he also understood the meaning of the other party's words, and immediately smiled heartily, and turned sideways to make way for the other party: "Of course, you are not only Dalaran's guest, but also my Crassus's guest!"

As soon as the words fell, an imperceptible breeze quickly surged in all directions from the other party's position, and feeling the gaze gathered on him disperse, Lan Luo finally relaxed his nerves.

Many years ago, the mages of Dalaran had attracted many powerful demons from the Twisted Void due to their unbridled use and profligacy of the arcane, until the establishment of the Council of Tirispha had finally alleviated the threat of demons. But they have not forgotten the calamities and sufferings caused by those otherworldly creatures, and the first thing every Kenrito mage does when he takes office is to learn about this history and prevent other mages from repeating the mistakes of the past.

Today, Lanlos appears like a walking atomic bomb, and he can understand the nervousness of these people, but he hates being watched.

"So, let's go. Seeing that the other party was relieved, Crassus waited for him to relax completely, and then smiled softly.

Violet Castle, where the ruling class of Dalaran worked and lived, perhaps under the influence of the High Elves, the building in the center of the castle was a mage tower towering like the Tower of the Sunfury. On more than a dozen steps, the wide gate is always open to the outside.

As a model of parliamentary governance, it symbolizes Kenrito's unwillingness to accept the opinions of others. Of course, if you put forward your opinions, you will put forward them, and whether you adopt them or not will have to decide for ourselves......

Listening to Crassus tirelessly introduce himself to Dalaran's grass and trees, and from time to time he made innocuous jokes to himself, all of a sudden, Lanlos's favor for this middle-aged man skyrocketed.

As I said, it was Lanros who brought the Legion into this world, and as part of the guardian dragon of Azeroth, Crassus had every reason to doubt himself, but he didn't. This unwavering trust alone is something that Lanlos is grateful for.

"Here we are. Just as Lanros was in his trance, Crassus had already led him into the central hall of Violet Castle.

Before Lanloth could take a closer look at the surrounding layout, the arcane spell on the floor under his feet suddenly burst into brilliant streamers, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them disappeared together.

Wisdom, magnificence, majesty and mystery in the city of Dalaran, south of Lake Lordamire, is one of the wonders of the Seven Kingdoms of mankind.

Strictly speaking, as a member of the human kingdom, Dalaran had no reason to pay attention to Quel'Thalas. But they don't have the latter's barrier protection, and as a gathering place for mages, the Burning Legion has always been a problem for them.

However, Lanloth's act of opening the portal severely irritates Kenrito's Elder Body, which is why the higher-ups held this meeting in the Aerial Council Chamber. The room was so named because it had no walls, and a large amount of cloudy clouds surrounded the archmages, constantly flowing and changing rapidly.

Turning his head to look at the past, it seemed that even time had become faster.

Only the dark gray marble floor, shimmering with runes that symbolized arcane artefacts, underneath the archmages' feet, gave the sight some hint of authenticity.

However, the archmages had no interest in this, their eyes were all focused in the center, and the purple eyes that floated in the air bloomed with a faint light, and below them constantly intertwined into a changing pattern.

It was the fragment of the Burning Legion of the Shattered Abyss invading Azeroth, and in the end, the scene was frozen in the moment when Lanros closed the portal with his eyes.

There were five people in attendance, plus Crassus, all of whom were at the highest authority in Dalaran, and while some of them were not necessarily gifted in magic, there were many factors that went into the leadership of Kenrito, and magical ability was only one of them.

"Like I said, this elf should be treated as a heretic. The first to speak was a cold-faced man with curly brown hair, and it was evident that his words were more casual than a deliberate decision.

"Heretic, have you ever seen a heretic who kills a demon lord with a lack of high-level strength and closes the portal of such a large legion?" The first to oppose him was a middle-aged man dressed simply, who was neatly groomed, and if it weren't for the obvious targeted gaze of the previous speaker, it would have been considered righteous and awe-inspiring.

"You two have been arguing all day, can't you rest?" Just as the two of them stared at each other, a woman's helpless voice suddenly came out, "You know, we have a High Elf prince here. ”

The woman's words succeeded in directing the attention of the two humans to the front, and opposite the omniscient Eye of Dalaran, a shiny figure stood silently. The long blonde hair parted to the sides, soft and silky, without even the slightest split end. Obviously, their owners did put a lot of effort into taking care of them.

What's even more breathtaking is that this person's almost flawless face seems to be a beautiful woman from a fallen city who has come out of a painting. Probably the only regret is that he is a man......

While the two humans were arguing, the elf kept his eyes closed, and even though the former occasionally offended his people, he still ignored it, not even the slender golden eyelashes fluttered even a bit.

This surprised the other archmages, after all, this was not only a member of the Council of Six, but also the prince of the Elven Kingdom. If you want to put it aside, if you want to talk about the rights and wrongs of Queldore in front of him, the rhythm of the big fireball in the minute.

But the way it looks now is really intriguing.

"Kael'thas, I think it's time for you to take a stand. Seeing that the other party did not react even at this time, the woman had to remind him.

His slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, and as he slowly opened his eyes, the bright and brilliant blue eyes met everyone's gaze, as if the sky was clear after the rain, and people couldn't help but hold their breath.

And what really silenced these archmages was the heaviness revealed in those eyes.

However, just before Kael'thas was about to speak, the sound of a staff hitting the ground suddenly appeared in everyone's ears, and everyone's eyes converged on the figure that had gone through the ages.

"Our guests arrived. ”