Chapter 458 29. Return

"Quick! Move the people to Daysome and Quel'Dolin Huts!"

In the place where the Eversong Forest of Quel'Thalas and the Southern Forest interact, the first batch of elves who escaped from Silvermoon City have come here through the portal. This is where the Farstrider Legion was transferred to the Southern Forest On the outskirts of the station, there are more than a dozen large portals lined up in a row, and there are rangers and mages going to Silvermoon City through the portals to support the battle at all times.

But the efficiency of the portal is still too low, so some vanguards chose to march on land, but the undead who broke through Silvermoon City also formed a large-scale wandering corpse group outside the city, and the frontline soldiers were fighting with them At the same time, it is necessary to ensure the safety of the people evacuated from Silvermoon City, and the lack of effective command makes the soldiers appear very busy, but the efficiency is very low.

Several generals who are qualified to command the large army, either followed the Sun King to the Sunwell, or persisted under the siege of the undead in Silvermoon City, and the ranger general Sylvanas, who was supposed to command the entire Farstrider army, , before this disaster, mysteriously disappeared.

"Cassell!"

Lor'themar Theron, the ranger lord still wearing a belt, is currently one of the highest-ranking commanders in the Farstrider camp. He asked his herald to maintain order for the refugees who were about to enter the camp. , while shouting the name of another ranger lord.

A few seconds later, a tall chocobo appeared beside Lor'themar. On the chocobo was a young knight-errant lord named Castle Brightwing. Although he looked young, he was He was one of the rangers who watched Zul'jin with Tyrion at the beginning, and he was one of the first followers of Tyrion. Unlike the cruel fate of Rogelio and Celent, Kassel is still loyal to Quill now. Salas.

And in this generation of ranger talents withered, he was already considered one of the top batch.

"What's the matter? Theron, I'm about to take my soldiers to Silvermoon City. The Archmage Rommath has asked for help for the third time. If we don't act again, the Daily King's Court may be in danger of falling."

Kassel pulled the reins of the Chocobo and looked at the somewhat weak Lor'themar beside him. Although this colleague was as taciturn as before, in the past few years of getting along, Lor'themar's excellent tactics and charisma had made him Castle considered him a true friend.

"Silvermoon City is a flesh and blood mill now, and the rangers in our hands are already stretched. You want you to take the rangers under your command and enter Eversong Forest at a rapid march. Remember, Kassel, you must prepare for the follow-up. refugees have found a safe path."

Lor'themar turned his head and looked in the direction of Silvermoon City, where a glaring black smoke was slowly rising from the ruins of Silvermoon City, representing the anxious battle on the front line. The ranger lord took a deep breath and said to himself Companion said:

"The crisis in Silvermoon City is not something we can solve. Unless the Ranger Legion from the Quel'Dolin Hut comes back to help, we will be at a loss to protect the refugees... From the worst point of view, if Silvermoon City It is bound to fall, so we have to rescue our fellow citizens from that hell before the city's defenses are completely destroyed, you know what I mean?"

"I understand that it is our natural calling to protect our fellow man."

Kassel's fingers were dancing on the handle of the knife at his waist, he looked around, and then lowered his voice:

"But Lor'themar, who is stationed at the Quel'Dolin Lodge, is Hawksbill, a stubborn old man. Some say he is very close to the council faction. He will really respond to us..."

"Don't be silly, Kassel, look around you!"

Lor'themar couldn't control his temper at this moment, and his voice raised a few degrees:

"Now is the time for us to face national ruin and family destruction. At this time, do you still stubbornly continue to mention the ridiculous contradiction between the Royal Party and the Parliament? Hawksbill will come, believe in your compatriots! Believe in us These people who are willing to give everything for Quel'Thalas...go, Kassel, do everything possible to protect the lifeline of the refugees fleeing!"

"Okay! Leave it to me!"

Castle grabbed the chocobo's reins, and before leaving, he said to Lor'themar:

"I left my brother here to help you. You know him, Halduron. He'll make a good ranger. And if I don't come back, tell him his brother died a hero."

"The prince needs you to be the pillar of Quel'Thalas, Kathel, protect yourself."

Lor'themar waved to Kathel Brightwing, who was leading hundreds of people away. Behind him, in a busy camp, the mages of the Firewing Mage Tower were constructing new portals. They had been trying to Open the portal leading directly to the Sunstrider's Court, so that the rangers here can be safely transported to the rear of the city's battlefield.

However, the moment a portal opened, a black nerubian suddenly rushed out from the portal. Caught off guard, the claws of the two Firewing mages were ripped open by the nerubian. , The smell of blood erupted in an instant, and the spider demon opened its teeth and claws and wanted to pounce on more mages, but the next moment, its head was crushed by two fireballs.

But the portal is still working. After the Nerubians, there are more than a dozen tall Vrykuls waving huge weapons and rushing out of the portal, as well as those mindless walking corpses who have lost their minds. Chaos appeared in the originally well-ordered camp.

Lor'themar grabbed the heavy sword in his hand. Although his body was still bandaged, the ranger lord was not afraid. His slender body jumped into the group of vrykul, and the sharp phoenix heavy sword swung around his wrist. , and cut off two heads neatly.

Other rangers and mages also joined in this sudden battle. Under their quick reaction, the undead invading the camp were wiped out in less than 3 minutes, and the teleportation gate with the misplaced space anchor was also closed. , the moment the bloody Lor'themar raised his head, he saw a phoenix banner waving in the wind in the forest, and the sound of a large number of cavalry in action.

This made Lor'themar immediately refreshed. He took a few steps forward and saw rangers walking out of the forest in front. They were wearing green chain armor, and each was fully armed. Human cavalry in armor, and some dwarves and gnomes marching with the army.

And at the forefront of this army is a middle-aged elf riding on a chocobo, wearing a black chain armor and carrying a war bow, Hawksbill, the ranger king of the same era as General Liresa, this old guy His face was serious, and everyone looked indifferent. Beside him was the great human knight Uther who came from Stratholme to support him, and a figure who was very important to Quel'Thalas.

Green eyes full of anger Kael'thas. Prince Sunstrider.

"I have brought reinforcements, Lor'themar. Report!"

His Royal Highness the prince was not very polite to his lord. He rode on a snow-white chocobo. When he appeared, the soldiers in the camp bowed down to pay respects to the prince. Under his order, Lor'themar loudly responded:

"The Archmage Romanth led the Firewing Legion and the Silvermoon City Defense Legion to fight in our city. The Silvermoon Councilors built a line of defense in time. Our people did not suffer too much loss. I have already sent Kassel. Lord Brightwing, protect and guide our people with the rangers of the Farstrider Legion."

"Where's the Sunwell?"

His Royal Highness's voice became a little more eager, which made Lor'themar somewhat at a loss as to how to answer, but in the end, under the gaze of the prince, Lor'themar still spoke:

"His Majesty the Sun King led the phoenix guards to guard the Sun Well, but a very sudden magic riot before made the Sun Well lose its magic power protection, and our communication with the Sun Sail Fleet was also interrupted. The current situation is that the entire Kui The mana content of the air in Erthalas is rapidly declining...the Sunwell, very likely, very likely already..."

"In other words, I'm still late."

There was a flash of pain in Prince Kael'thas' eyes. After a while, he took a deep breath and said to the Ranger King beside him:

"General Hawksbill, the defense line of Eversong Forest is handed over to you."

"I will protect the safety line for people to evacuate, Your Royal Highness."

Hawksbill nodded calmly. Under his command, the garrison elves of the Quel'Dolin Lodge immediately took over the command of the camp. Prince Kael'thas looked at the great knight beside him again. said:

"Knight Uther, I would like to ask you and your paladins to go to Silvermoon City and help our people evacuate. I know that this is a very dangerous task, but when it comes to killing and restraining the undead, no one here More suitable than paladins."

"I will go, Your Highness."

The great knight Uther's face was serious. He looked at the Nerubians and Vrykul undead who had just been killed by the rangers and mages. He said in a deep voice:

"These undead are not the same as the Darkblade Undead. The king's council of the empire urgently needs an analysis report on them. This is also the purpose of my coming here. The fate of the empire and Quel'Thalas has been tied together. Don't worry, Your Highness, we will not abandon you."

"Thanks you."

Prince Kael'thas nodded, and he looked at Lor'themar in front of him:

"Then Lor'themar, you take a team of Farstrider rangers, and the mages of Commander Lana'thel will accompany me, and we will go to Quel'Danas Island to support my father... ah."

As soon as His Royal Highness finished speaking, there was a twitching pain in his heart, which made the prince's face turn pale. He covered his heart and bent down on the chocobo. Lannathel quickly supported the crumbling The prince, and Lor'themar, whose complexion changed drastically, directly dispersed the surrounding guards, and walked to the front camp with the prince on his back.

"Your Highness! Your Highness!"

When the great knight Uther personally used the holy light to protect the prince, Lannathel held his hand and called Kael'thas' name. This sudden pain seemed to carry some kind of call. In Si's confused consciousness at this time, he seemed to be able to see the figure of his father, falling into the darkness bit by bit.

"no no!"

Kael'thas waved his hands, trying to keep his father back, but the last thing he saw was the phantom of his old father being completely swallowed up by the darkness. In the darkness surging in front of his eyes, there seemed to be a figure standing behind him. In the place where his father was engulfed in darkness, it looked like a high elf. He seemed to notice Kael'thas behind him, but he didn't look back.

"Go back, Your Highness... Your reign has begun."

At the moment when this vague voice fell, Kael'thas' eyes opened suddenly, and tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes. He tightly grasped Lana Thiel's wrist, and he tried to say something with difficulty, but But still can't tell.

"He's gone...he's gone...my father...he..."

"Not even had time to say... goodbye..."

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"You said, how should I arrange you?"

The flaming storm caused by the Sun King before his death was still burning in this grassy forest. The flames were so fast that it seemed that they would not stop before burning everything up. In the flames, an icy black sarcophagus was placed on the ground. At Tyrion's feet, the Dark Blade King pulled out the Ashbringer sword embryo on his back, walked forward in the flames, and then pierced the bottom of the vine in front of him.

The golden light gushed out from the gap where the long sword pierced the vine, and the magic power absorbed by the seed was pouring into the Emberbringer's sword embryo. Tyrion stretched out his hand and patted his eyes, which still looked cold under the burning flames. tree of life, he whispered:

"You longed for a new life, so I brought you here from Draenor, and gave you what you wanted at the cost of the destruction of a country... But I know that you can't forget your mission, you still want Reshape the world... you say, what am I going to do with you?"

The Tree of Life shook its body slowly in the flames, as if it was answering Tyrion's question, but there was no sound, perhaps only Tyrion could hear its answer. In this silent atmosphere, a strange A branch protruded from the mouth of the Sun Well, and slowly fell in front of Tyrion's eyes. At the top of the branch, a blue flower appeared strangely, grew, swelled, and finally withered.

At the place where the flower withered, at the top of the branch, there was a purple berry the size of a fist. It looked nothing special, but Tyrion reached out and stroked the berry. The moment he touched it, the berry burst from the branch. Falling from the ground, the entire tree of life swayed, as if representing its own joy.

Tyrion held the berry in his hand. He took a step back and looked at the tree of life that was slowly being swallowed by the flames. It seemed that after this fruit was born, it could no longer resist the attack of the surrounding flames. , Tyrion puts the berry in his hand to his mouth.

"click"

He bit off a third of the fruit, feeling the pure vitality spreading in his body, just like the dragon king's blood transformed his physical activity, the fruit of the tree of life also gave him the same Active transformation, and this time the power to transform the body is softer.

"It was delicious..."

Tyrion finished eating the fruit, looked at the shimmering core in his hand, and whispered to the tree of life engulfed in flames before him:

"I'm very satisfied with your gift... So now, we're settled, and I will give the seeds to your believers, but don't forget what you promised me..."

"you're free."