The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Alleria Windrunner, the mage and priest troops are now in your charge."

"I will obey your orders, Lord Regent of the Blood Elves."

Windrunner sister Alleria took over the command given by Lor'themar and saluted in response.

Demons and undead will never be able to easily cross the defense line I have set up. I will not let you down, Lor'themar.

"Sylvanas Windrunner, the rangers and dragonhawk troops are at your disposal."

“I’ll listen to you this time, Lor’themar Theron.”

Sylvanas, the second sister of Windrunner, gripped her bow tightly, gave orders, and told her soldiers to take their positions.

I had no part in the battle that slew the Lich King that day, and now I shall unleash the wrath of Windrunner upon these undead bastards.

"Vereesa Windrunner, you will be in charge of the Spellbreaker and Swordsman units."

"Okay, General Theron."

Windrunner's younger sister, Vereesa, glanced at the melee troops behind her that were ready to go, and quickly stood next to the crossbow driven by a blood elf engineer and began to help load arrows.

Everyone, hold the line. I will reload the shells and destroy the evil undead scourge.

"Avian, do you see the enemy ahead?"

Standing on the top of Lordaeron City, Lor'themar looked at the Scourge two kilometers ahead and asked the ranger general behind him.

“I see. So what should we do, Lor’themar.”

Stepping forward and hugging Lor'themar's left arm, Avian responded softly to her most capable assistant.

She and Lor'themar prepared the crown at the same time, but unfortunately, they both had the appearance of elves.

The crowns on their heads are completely invisible to others because they have either a white or a golden ponytail on their heads...it doesn't matter whether they wear a crown or not.

"First destroy their air forces, then destroy their ground forces."

"Then we should go, my knight."

"Follow me, my general."

"Selama ashal'anore!"

"You can't jump! The enemy is too scary."

So, Lor'themar pulled Avian forward, picked up the warblade, and was about to jump down... but two familiar people held Lor'themar down.

As for the female generals next to her, please forgive them, Lor'themar is obviously her backbone.

"Two Elf Generals, please don't act impulsively!"

I, Falric (Marwyn), cannot watch you recklessly jump down to your death. Last time it was our fault for not doing our job well and not reacting quickly enough.

But this time, we will not watch you rush into the enemy camp, turn into undead and kill us.

I, Falric (Marwyn), have finally completed my mission. You cannot die, at least not now.

Stay here and resist the Scourge. Let's fight together!

"Get out of here! Falric, Marwyn, don't stop me."

Lor'themar kicked away a captain of the prince's guard and pulled Avian over the city wall.

"No, elf..."

Falric and Marwyn quickly got up and ran to the top of the city wall sadly, wanting to see the hero with their own eyes...

Suddenly, two dragon roars that shook the heavens and the earth were heard from underground. The sound was deafening and the sound waves broke through the clouds.

A huge black dragon and a slightly smaller blue dragon flapped their wings and flew high into the air with mighty power, flying towards the Scourge's air army.

The sudden appearance of these two legendary dragons stunned many people, and most of them temporarily forgot the work at hand for three seconds.

"Vienna, do you know that they are dragons?"

"Sylvanas, I didn't know Lor'themar was a black dragon. He is clearly just a blood elf."

"This guy is very different from the regent I saw. He seems to be more..."

"Changing the subject, where is Avian? She is your Ranger General."

"I and everyone else didn't even know who Avian was. I heard that they were here to fight the Scourge, so I came."

When the Quel'dorei Ranger General poked her confused face, the Sin'dorei Ranger Vienna couldn't help but tell the truth.

"So what kind of person will Sylvanas be in the future? You look at me with a little admiration and... sympathy."

"In my impression, the Banshee Queen of the Undercity is... you are trying to trick me, Sylvanas Windrunner."

Realizing that her former compatriots were trying to learn information about the future from her, the alert Vienna immediately covered her mouth with both hands.

I'm here to kill the undead, not to change history.

I heard from that voice that if I followed Lor'themar's orders, I would have vengeance to my heart's content... and so I obeyed.

Even if we are compatriots from a parallel world, there are some things that it is better not to know.

Besides... according to what Lady Vereesa said, isn't the Lich King Ner'zhul gone in your world? Why are you so curious?

"I thought you were all dull idiots, but it turns out you've been hiding so many things from me!"

"I will tell you nothing more, Sylvanas."

"You are still so smart, my good friend and good subordinate - Sister Vienna."

"You are not my sister..."

"You really make me sad. I don't know when we will meet again. Why don't we..."

Hugging her good friend Vayna, it can be seen that Sylvanas wants to talk to her about other topics.

Like Vienna who remained silent, the Windrunners on the other two sides also received some superficial information about the future.

It is regrettable that the other two blood elves, like Vienna, felt something was wrong and fell silent, refusing to reveal any relevant information.

No matter how their former friends tried to find out, the three of them kept their mouths shut. We will never do anything unnecessary.

So the three Wind Walkers came up with a reasonable explanation in their minds.

Since Lor'themar and Avian are dragons, many things in this world can be explained.

However, don't the dragons of Azeroth care about the mortal world? How strange, it is completely different from what is recorded in the books (what I witnessed).

What will be the future of the other me? The three of us sisters were full of curiosity.

"Prepare for defense and protect the homes of our allies."

"Yes, but can you please leave me alone?"

"Sylvanas, you are blocking my view."

"Well... Vienna, let's fight together."

Everyone on the top of Lordaeron City chose their positions and were ready to go.

The black dragon and the blue dragon also found a suitable position and spewed out a breath of flaming dragon and frost dragon respectively, spraying towards the giant frost dragon in front.

Several frost dragons that were facing the giant dragon's breath had their heads smashed by the dragon's claws before they could even exert their strength.

These two can not only spray dragon breath, but also have powerful dragon claws.

"Kel'Thuzad, take out our big treasure and defeat them."

"I didn't expect them to be giant dragons. That makes it even more interesting."

Mal'Ganis, riding on a skeletal warhorse, pulled the reins, stopped his mount, turned around and asked the great lich Kel'Thuzad behind him.

"Lord Mal'Ganis, it's not time yet. Our air forces are more than enough to destroy these two arrogant dragons."

"Really? You make me feel a little excited."

"However, let the big baby destroy the walls of Lordaeron and complete its mission."

"Death Knight, leave some elite soldiers behind, and the rest of the troops continue to attack."

"Yes, my lord."

Under the command of Baron Rivendell, some elite undead stopped from the wave of undead, stayed where they were, and waited for instructions.

"My name..."

"Black Dragon, even after death, I, Cortegos, will never forgive you for what you have done."

I'm going to be interrupted when I say this, right? I'm not talking about Deathwing... Go to sleep, you should fall asleep again.

"I am your grandfather, the guardian of the earth of Azeroth, the noble black dragon king. Die now."

"Impossible... You actually believe in the Holy Light... You are simply... a disgrace to the dragon..."

After being injured by the icy breath and claw of the frost dragon Kotgos, the black dragon Lor'themar condensed the holy light and a sharp claw of holy light slashed across the bone dragon in front of him.

"The shame of dragons is Kalecgos. What does it have to do with a sin'dorei like me... I'm gone."

The black dragon quickly spewed out a breath of fire to stop the other undead, and charged towards the frost dragon on the other side with the Claw of Judgment.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! As the black dragon tore the undead bone dragon apart with one claw, javelins came up from below.

Seeing the sharp bone death javelin getting closer, the black dragon folded its wings to resist the attack of the undead troops.

Chi Chi Chi! The black dragon, who thought it could defend itself against the javelin attacks, was pierced by thirteen javelins on its wings.

As soon as the stupid black dragon made a sound of pain, it was surrounded by a group of gargoyles. Wind blades and claws filled with the power of death knocked the black dragon down from the sky.

I remember when the dragon spread its wings, shouldn't the wings with my dragon power deflect or destroy these attacks?

I am a legendary... Young Dragon. It may be that I didn’t put on enough shields... I’ll be more careful next time.

Wife! Save me!

As if hearing the black dragon's cry for help, a portal that was exactly the right size for his body opened and took him away.

The blue dragon swung its claws violently, and an invisible frost spell froze the surrounding undead air forces, which fell one after another and were shattered to pieces.

Seeing the black dragon appear in front of him, Avian shot out a flame to burn the weapons on the black dragon's wings. A holy light combined with the black dragon's own holy light, allowing him to recover quickly.

Sometimes you have to admire that a Paladin with enough healing is very difficult to kill.

"let me!"

Seeing the javelins attacking from below again, Lor'themar, who had suffered a loss before, learned his lesson and shot out a breath of fire, burning the weapons.

"No, Lor'themar, give me the scepter!"

"Keep it, I won't give it to you..."

Just as Lor'themar was about to kill everyone, he handed over the scepter, but before he could even roar, he was taken away by Avian.

Countless undead air forces such as skeleton birds, skeleton griffins, etc. missed their target and failed to brake, and crashed into each other with a thud.

On the other side, at the gate of Lordaeron City, the soldiers who were fighting the undead saw a huge monster breaking out of the ground in front of them.

The appearance of the giant beetle Anub'Br'kan, the destroyer of Lordaeron, caused some people's eyes to become dull, and also stimulated the potential of others.

"I am your... destroyer, the... torturer of the living, the... savior of the dead..."

"You can't break through our defenses, monster."

"Stand back, Arthas."

A steady voice was heard, and the black dragon Lor'themar turned into a shield to block the siege beast's advance, and stopped Arthas who was trying to challenge the monster with one claw.

"Monster, I ask you...are you a warrior of Nerub?"

An ethereal voice came from the sky and reached the ears of the people around the city, soothing the fear and other negative emotions in everyone's hearts.

"I am Anub'Br'kan! I am a champion of Azjol-Nerub!"

So your name is Anub'Br'kan... Kel'Thuzad was willing to transform you? I thought you were Anub'arak... Never mind, they are all Nerubian warriors, so useful.

I thought you had prepared some surprise and wanted to scare me...Aqiang. Your skills need to be improved.

In the end, I used a warrior who thought he was Nerub... I was really excited.

Kel'Thuzad, Mal'Ganis, your plan has good intentions but has disastrous consequences!

"What will you do, Nerubian champion named Anub'Br'kan, for Azjol-Nerub?"

"I will destroy the enemies of Nerub, the evil Scourge!"

"Go! Spider Hero, destroy your enemies."

"I will obey your orders, Your Majesty."

In the surprised eyes of the defenders, the Destroyer of Lordaeron turned into the Destroyer of the Scourge, the brave warrior of the Nerubian Spiders.

Following the guidance of the Blue Dragon Pope in the air, he turned and rushed towards his targets of revenge, the undead leaders such as Kel'Thuzad and Mal'Ganis.

"For Azjol-Nerub! I am the Destroyer of the Scourge! Anub'Br'kan!"

A pair of spider hands like sharp blades and a body as solid as rock, as Anub'Br'kan declared, cut through countless dead bodies of the Scourge, bringing him closer and closer to the object of revenge in his heart.

When Anubrekan was 999 meters away from Mal'Ganis, he blew himself up.

The terrible energy of death did not distinguish between friend and foe, and took away countless Scourge legions that rushed towards him.

"Kel'Thuzad, I knew you were unreliable."

"If I hadn't detonated the backup plan I had set up inside him, we would have failed."

In the face of Mal'Ganis's rebuke, Kel'Thuzad, who had also detonated the backup plan in Anub'Br'kan, did not refute.

"Sir, it's all my fault for not doing my job well, being overconfident, and underestimating my opponent."

"For the great cause of the Burning Legion, we cannot fail. Continue the attack."

"The troops we brought this time are enough to destroy this city. I would like to serve as the vanguard."

It would be conceited of him to simply kneel before Mal'Ganis and point out his faults.

"That's enough. I don't want to hear your excuses anymore."

"Our second round with them begins. Don't let me down, Archlich."

With a pull of the reins, Mal'Ganis galloped forward on his skeletal warhorse, leaving only the sound echoing in the surroundings.

"Kel'Thuzad, your Excellency is right. This is just a minor failure."

Baron Rivendare, who was also riding a skeleton warhorse, left these words, kicked the horse's belly, and rushed forward with the rune sword in hand.

"Lor'themar Theron, Avian Brightwing, I will skin you alive and tear your tendons apart! I will personally make you into loyal servants of Kel'Thuzad."

"Mal'Ganis, you are so mediocre and incompetent. I will make you regret it sooner or later!"

"Titus, you are so stupid... You are not worthy of being my friend, Kel'Thuzad!"

"Anubrekan, you incompetent piece of shit!"

After they left, Kel'Thuzad finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he howled to the sky, venting his anger.

"My servants, follow me... let them see the true power of Kel'Thuzad!"