The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Our eyes cannot always be facing confusion, and confusion cannot trap us."

"Everyone present, including me, has seen the efforts you have made before."

“Thanks to the joint efforts of everyone, the alliance has once again come together before your eyes and in our eyes.”

With a face full of righteousness, Uther spoke to the owner of his big hand on his shoulder, in front of the young prince whose sea-green eyes were reflected.

“In this process, I deeply understood one thing.”

"Child, strength is not absolute, but the human heart is absolute."

After hearing the words that came into his mind word by word, Arthas did not have an epiphany or understand life, but became his own master.

After Uther left, Medivh came, which was something he never expected.

On weekdays, it is always pleasant to talk about truths with others. It is a great opportunity to fully demonstrate your talents and wisdom.

However, once he hears that it is his turn to be the reasonable person and that he is not particularly frustrated, the situation will be reversed for him.

These words were clearly what he wanted to say... Medivh dispersed from his prince mentor form and returned to the mage team in a flash.

As, in a sense, the planner of many disasters and the promoter of major events, he learned a lot from Arthas and Jaina.

The most important thing is that this time he finally found his former state as a magic instructor or even a master.

Once upon a time, he, Medivh Ellan Aegwynn, was also a... well, this young man's mind... still needs to be tempered.

With his head held high, Arthas said frankly: "In order to prevent Azeroth from being destroyed by evil forces, we have survived the most difficult period."

"Brothers and sisters...well, we really can't take more...dragon's territory. They can't just turn a blind eye."

Hearing these words, a high elf wearing a black robe, with white hair and blue eyes walked out from the wizard's team.

He held a relatively large dragon-scale sword in his hand and walked slowly towards Arthas with a dignified and neither humble nor arrogant step.

Judging from the performance of the two mages, most of the mages present are big shots, and the meat shields and guards have to shoulder the heavy burden.

Arthas was very familiar with his appearance. He was... the good man Krasus who was betrayed by his stepmother Syndra.

As a member of the Kirin Tor Council of Six, his magic... our warriors are not shabby... He raised the sword in his hand.

The dragon flame of life ignited from it, and Krasus said: "I will give you a reason, Prince Arthas."

"Miraporeas, Shasyaer, the threat from their masters..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

After being called to stop three times, Arthas quickly responded, "Good man, let's not talk about anything else."

"That is the territory under the jurisdiction of the Red Dragon Legion. All members of the Dragon Legion have an unshirkable responsibility for those resurrected bone dragons."

"Dragonblight, Wyrmrest Temple, you are not afraid of Galakrond's resurrection, are you?"

Turning off the fire and putting away the sword, Crassus said, "Necromancer spells are not that powerful."

"If His Royal Highness can deal with Miraporeas's father, then we can..."

"I respect you as a member of the Kirin Tor, but please don't play so many tricks."

"Don't think I know what you are planning for the location of the Earth Guardian."

With a helpless look on his face, Crassus said: "As everyone knows, the Guardian of the Earth is no longer here."

"If there is a powerful person who can call upon or influence the earth element..."

"So, there's nothing the Dragon Legion can do?"

In response to this question, Krasus first glanced at the wizard captain who was dressed very handsomely. She walked out of the suddenly appeared arcane gate with a happy face.

Looking again at the rider-sailor with a pleading look on his face, he realized that Arthas had forgotten the key.

He was so busy satisfying his own desires that he completely forgot about the important tasks that his second-in-command had told him, and became lost in the process of eliminating evil.

Finally, he looked at his hands. They were healthy and full of strength, no weaker than the other two dragons.

Looking at the two of his kin, Crassus said, "The Five-Colored Dragon Legion has already had a Five-Colored Dragon join in."

"You, Miraporeas, don't even know what's going on. You are unworthy of the earth..."

"Hey, hey, hey, that's just some dragon claiming to be so, it has nothing to do with me."

Hearing the black dragon fellow's refusal, Krasus directly came up with a new way of communication that has suddenly become popular among the mage community recently - witnessing the truth.

As Jaina looked surprised and the others watched with interest, he controlled the arcane power with skill and dispersed it into a transparent rectangular frame.

Witnessing the truth, a certain arrogant Holy Flame Black Dragon spewed dragon flames from its mouth. It was...

With a wave of his hand, Arthas habitually ordered: "Jaina, kill that evil!"

"This elf is extremely evil, and cannot be pacified unless it is killed..."

Before he could finish his words, Arthas saw his cloak being taken away and put on by someone, and his whole body was spinning like a top.

With a wave of the white gloves, Jaina forced the image to dissipate and said, "Brother Red Dragon, I don't see the green dragon and the bronze dragon."

"As a member of the Blue Dragon Legion, I, Jainagosa, hold a different opinion on this matter. I urge the steward to listen to my advice in person."

"The five-colored dragons are one, and every member of the dragon army has the noble will to protect Azeroth..."

With a look of astonishment, Crassus said, "They were involved, but it is not appropriate for them to show up."

"The bronze dragon sent you here. This was acknowledged by Lord Soridomi himself."

"The green dragons are responsible for the backup plan for Kalimdor. This is something that a certain green dragon who wishes to remain anonymous did personally."

"Except for those who are responsible for daily food, the other brothers who can fight are not as powerful as Deathwing. They are in a certain plane with several adults to prevent him from getting into trouble with some monsters."

Arthas instantly recovered from his dizziness and raised his hand to his forehead, saying, "Sir, I have one last question."

"If the evil enemy we want to stop has arrived, then we must..."

Imitating the two men's previous behavior, Krasus waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. Brother Black Dragon can control a divine object."

"I believe that the Burning Legion will not be a problem for you, Miraporeas, unless the Fallen come in person."

"If it really doesn't work, I think we can leave it to the almighty Holy Light, the Holy Light Dragon..."

Finally understanding what was going on, Arthas stood in front of Jaina and said, "Brother, listen to me again."

"Whether we calculate the dragon's age or look at its growth stage, the Holy Light Black Dragon and the Arcane Blue Dragon have not yet reached adulthood."

Arthas was mentally prepared for such a misunderstanding... or not.

He just didn't expect that some dragons could be so shameless and understand things...they are...some kind of plants, they understand nothing!

I think this group of compatriots did not join the war simply because they, a group of legendary creatures, look down on mortals!

You keep saying "mortal" on the left and "mortal" on the right. You are so shameless and have such great dragon power!

Isn't it just waiting for something to happen... No, no, no, the guardian dragon's thoughts are not something a little dragon like me can figure out.

No! What... a bunch of plants, for example.

As for the Green Dragon's involvement in the backup plan, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is a complete fallacy and a lie that was told casually.

What bad intentions could there be for Krasus... the good guy behind the Red Dragon King... who can be manipulated by Syndra and Vasya?

After adjusting his mindset, Arthas said seriously, "One word, fight, right?"

There was a snapping sound, and the fully armed human marshal clapped his hands and praised: "Yes, you guessed it right."

"Your Highness, everything cannot be circumvented by your fundamental strategy, which is the bottom line on the battlefield that we have been adhering to for the past two days."

"I, Osmar Garithos, knew that under the absolute power of the Holy Light, we should just move forward."

Raising his battle axe together with Muradin beside him, Osmar said: "Even the mysterious dragon tribe agrees with your strategy."

"The great Holy Light is above, and the evil is waiting for us to destroy all the plans of these beasts."

Before he finished his words, a not-so-bright holy light descended upon Osmar's axe blade, as if blinding Arthas...the holy light dissipated.

"That's right, Marshal Garithos, the Holy Light is not wrong!"

As soon as he finished speaking, colorful flowers of holy light bloomed from Arthas's hands, indicating that he agreed with Marshal Garithos's opinion.