The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Frostmourne, the Ashbringer in my hand will test his sword on you today!"

"Ner'zhul, what you have done is condemned by the Holy Light!"

"Alexandros, Gavinrad, don't waste your time on him, Hammer of Judgment!"

"Humph...you guys...are really...the resistance of ants."

"We are ants?! Then take my hammer first!"

"Our holy light is as bright as a thousand suns. Your power of death is nothing to fear!"

Compared to the Demigod battlefield on one side where the atmosphere began to change, the Demigod battlefield on the other side was not disturbed at all. It was still an intimate duel between holy light and death.

Influenced by someone's previous provocation of Holy Light, the five paladins fought like old rogues, constantly adapting to Ner'zhul's offensive.

With the powerful addition of four fire mages, the five of them can keep fighting for a long time no matter how powerful Ner'zhul becomes.

Although they lost a rare dwarf guard, but Kael'thas... the Silver Nine, flame... isn't holy flame a manifestation of holy light?

"Prince Kael'thas, that undead wants to stop Mr. Saidan's actions. I suggest you cast a shield to cover him."

"Your Highness, cast an expulsion spell in the direction of thirty-seven degrees east by north, and end with a pyroblast spell."

"Elves... this is you..."

"Ner'zhul, if you want to fight them, you have to consider the five of us first!"

"Your Highness, the threat of the shadow has disappeared."

"We must counterattack immediately, with the Flame Whirlwind and Mr. Tirion's Hammer of Judgment."

Using the Quel'dorei racial expertise, the red, blue and purple arcane magic entered his body. Kael'thas borrowed the power of the three Silver Moon councilors behind him, and his every move showed the demeanor of the Sun Prince.

No matter how insidiously Ner'zhul wanted to attack or seal off an opponent, with the theoretical knowledge supplement of three people, he could predict the enemy's prediction in the first time.

One tragedy of Muradin was enough... Muradin, who gradually recovered his strength, looked at the laughing demon while helping up some of the fallen coalition warriors.

Those with black eyes were sent to the healing priest team for treatment, and those who were able to open their eyes again took the healing potion. The rest of the defenders were a bit accustomed to it and fought the "locusts" slowly and leisurely.

"Hungry……"

"Mortal, try it..."

"Buzz..."

Bang! The curled blade fell off and a brand new blade appeared.

With power surging in his hands, Tanred, who was "trembling", had his hands shaking from chopping so much that he had no idea how many enemy heads he had taken.

Come early and in large quantities.

The fight lasts a long time and takes a long time.

I told you before you came here, don't panic.

Check it out before you go in, don't be impulsive.

It’s uncomfortable to think about unnecessary things, so focus on doing your job.

Just mind your own business and focus on fulfilling your responsibilities.

All accidents are unpredictable and all disasters are irreversible.

"Haha, Your Highness Menethil, what you did is really laughable."

"You think you are holding up the Mercy of Holy Light - Holy Shield. But what can this extremely weak Holy Shield do in front of me?!"

"Arthas Menethil, for your help, I am willing to give you more time to live."

Throwing off the humanoid arcane shield bound by fel chains, Mephistroth pointed at Jaina and said, "Thank you for my mercy, Paladin."

"Because of her, you have a chance to survive."

Unnoticed, Jaina came behind Arthas, stuck her head out from behind him and stuck out her pink tongue.

Looking aggrieved, Jaina said weakly: "Why didn't you open the door first, and now you are telling us so much."

"Are you really not afraid that we will take advantage of the opportunity you gave us and turn the tables?"

Mephistroth slowly spread his wings and flew over, saying: "No, no, no, my compatriots who have not yet awakened."

"I was wondering who could have locked the demon gate that summoned Lord Archimonde so easily."

"Obviously everything was well prepared, and the impromptu plan went very smoothly."

"But the reason you were exposed is not just because of the torture you inflicted on our compatriots yesterday. The most important thing is..."

Guiding the anchor fel rune on Jaina's forehead to appear, Mephistroth said: "Each Nathrezim has a corresponding symbol."

"I didn't expect that you, who haven't fully awakened yet, could not only master the demon form, but also do some things that only the Nathrezim know."

Hearing Mephistroth's kind explanation, Arthas who was standing in front of Jaina, Medivh who was working hard to break the shackles below, and the people who were unaware of the truth and beat up the "soldiers" were all shocked.

According to what the vast majority of humans present saw and heard, this really wasn't the real female Nathrezim...

Same time, different place, two women with a little change.

"Christina, what's wrong with you?"

A little girl lying in her grandmother's arms sneezed. She rubbed her nose and felt that some people had bad intentions.

It was late in the afternoon and we were already exhausted from helping the people. Why were there still bad guys talking about an innocent child?

As a minor, she was just a little curious about the hidden mark of the female Dreadlord. Anyway, no one thought that it was her who did it.

So, when the person who pinched her face every day turned into a demon one day, she conducted a failed experiment by gathering free shadow power over a long distance.

"Grandma, I'm fine."

"It's just a little cold this afternoon. Can you give me an extra coat?"

In the carriage, Catherine rubbed the head of her grandson who was asking for a hug, put him down, and lowered her head to look for her daughter's childhood clothes in the ring.

Time is so busy nowadays that she doesn't even have time to buy... or knit a piece of children's clothing by herself.

In another world, the owner of the anchor mark found that the mark on his forehead had disappeared and fell into the hands of the blond prince, who gently crushed it.

"Your Highness, the Princess of Kul Tiras, from today on, you are free."

"Our great royal pharmacist, Mr. Kel'Thuzad, has put a lot of effort into removing this... demonic spell."

"Stop thinking about those unnecessary things. You and 'her' were not the same person from the beginning. You are just being too sentimental."

Hearing these words from the usually gentle prince, the blonde princess's face was filled with fear, and she quickly retreated back in the palace.

She would rather face three or more other selves than face this kind of person. He had kept it secret from her all her life, and now it was all revealed.

Thinking carefully about the first half of her life, Princess Xuhan suddenly felt that this underground ice palace was not the sacred castle in public.

Without the "lies" that this person deliberately told herself, she realized her so-called "despicable" tricks.

How inferior her skills were in front of the real female Dreadlord, and her second...other self.

At the same time, her absolute strength allowed her to see what it meant to break all laws with one force. If it weren't for... that little daughter from another world, who was only three years old and already had a little...

"My dear, I looked for him, I fought him, I knelt down, you should at least show some appreciation."

"No, no, no, you are not someone I know at all..."

"Woman, I advise you to take care of yourself and don't be ungrateful."

"Hey~"

Returning to her original place, Jaina waved away the mischief of her "other self".

The so-called mark of fel energy - the proof of identity of the Nathrezim turned into pure green fel energy and was mixed and swallowed by her.

Although she knew that Medivh was very powerful, she didn't know that Medivh's Guardian card skill of shifting the blame could be so powerful.

She thought that only Diseloc and Anaselon could do such a weird thing, but she never expected that Mephistroth would do it.

It's so strange, I'm thinking, what am I thinking about? I really want to laugh, but I have to hold on, I can't laugh.

It was obvious that he, the guardian of Azeroth, had blocked the demon portal with all his strength.

What does this have to do with her as a normal human being? She just made some suggestions like other great wizards.

The wisdom of so many legendary wizards, a broken Book of Medivh... is it true?

It's sealed. I guess there's still some time left, which should be enough.

Coming before Arthas, Mephistroth said, "My compatriots, this is destined."

"No Nathrezim can escape this beautiful fate. This mortal body limits your ability to perform. You should be like me."

"I know that this fate is nothing more than... for you now, but you should..."

"How dare you, a mortal of my size, speak to the person behind me like that in front of you?"

With a livid face, Arthas angrily said, "Evil, do you think my holy light power has been lost?"

"Don't look down on everyone who stands in your way. You don't know..."

Pushing aside the harmless male knight with one hand, Mephistroth stretched out his claws towards the bewildered female mage.

Although he did not understand the emperor's deep meaning, and did not understand how a Nathrezim could be so instinctively ruthless, he knew how happy it was to have a friendly army among the enemies.

Seeing this scene, Aurelia stopped thinking, a dark color flashed in her blue eyes, and the situation changed again.

There were many unexpected things, but there was a plan... In a blood-rage state, Arthas grabbed Mephistroth's demonic arm that was trying to reach behind him.

The cold blue light flashed before his eyes, showing the rage and indignation in his heart as a Death Knight wearing an alternative crown of domination.

Seeing the knight no longer normal, Jaina flashed a few times and strolled behind her master in this world, the dusty Antonidas.

He and many other mages still don't understand why there was no sign of the sudden and irresistible fel energy bombardment.

The fight to the heart of evil was too smooth, which led to each of them... some people... How could mortals dare to compete with the devil?

Please, all of you, please respect the evil heartland. This is not your territory at all.

There are no weird knight armor or side-effect portal settings. Normally, you would have to spend a lot of time thinking about the space portal that leads directly to this place.

Even... you may not even have a way... okay? !

"Master, it's rare to see you so unhappy."

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"Traitor, sooner or later there will be a day when... forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

In a cold and low voice, the Lich King Arthas said: "Demon, you are so brave."

"Ignore me and you will pay the price."

Hearing the word "will", Mephistroth smiled, and the demon king's intimidation was instantly revealed, making everyone standing on the ice nearby feel a sense of oppression as if their throats were being strangled.

"Yes, it's the biggest joke I've ever heard."

Tapping the Crown of Domination with one finger, Mephistroth said, "You now have neither you nor her so-called miracle of Holy Light, nor Medivh with his full strength."

"A Lich King who has fallen to the point of receiving the 'Gift' of the Holy Light, a Nathrezim who has begun to remember his mission, and an Oracle who cannot escape his doomed fate."