The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

The visible and invisible mother and daughter were huddled together because of some mother-daughter "conflicts".

Oh no no no! It should be before the two of them "start fighting" each other, before the elven ranger Sylvanas shook her fine hair on her forehead.

As she stared into Arthas's eyes, she threw away her black robe, but it gradually became transparent and disappeared in the air.

This process was like being burned by a roaring fire.

She stood up and slowly raised her head...

Her eyes were full of azure blue, with a white outline slightly revealing the pupils, and they were filled with coldness and determination.

She had a pair of long pointed ears pointing upwards, her eyebrows slightly flattened, and she was wearing tight but not "revealing" gold and silver armor that showed off her excellent figure.

She slid back...

Look at her breastplate, there is a lifelike fire phoenix with loud and clear wings spread. It is made of exquisite fabric... and the stripes of similar fabric show the heroic demeanor of the elf ranger.

On her shoulders, there were phoenix head shoulder armors with scarlet eyes, and a sense of nobility and arrogance flashed from the phoenix shoulder armors.

She showed her ranger standards...

She wore a pair of phoenix feather boots, stood proudly, and raised her hand to touch her hair.

All in all, she had made sufficient preparations, which "surprised" all the living or dead people who knew her.

She gently grasped the gorgeous longbow in her right hand, and instantly condensed a flaming arrow in her left hand, and began the aiming operation that had become her habit.

"Sylvanas, Sylvanas Windrunner?!"

From the familiar specially made arrows, the arrows of the High Elf Ranger General that he had seen countless times, and the unusual movements behind him, Arthas said this with shock.

Compared with the Proudmoore mother and daughter who knew the "inside story", Arthas, Uther and others were indeed not very clear.

Before the relevant plot of this person from Quel'Thalas came, he came to Andorhal alone to deal with himself.

Damn Elf Ranger!

But in Tichondrius's view, this is just another "lucky person" who is not affected by the power of shadow.

In Uther's opinion, taking advantage of the opportunity to attack several times in succession would not be enough to get rid of the meditative "good" disciple who was casually waving the black spear to block... increase the strength!

In Kel'Thuzad's opinion, the situation has now changed to a point that is not conducive to the Death Knight's plan.

……

In Arthas's eyes, this gorgeous ranger general Sylvanas Windrunner is just a very normal person who has been reborn!

Coming here alone, dressed like this, is either because I am overly cautious due to fear of the future, or because...

There was a whoosh sound, a sound of breaking through the air.

This voice clearly meant that Arthas didn't want to be given three more seconds to think, so Sylvanas struck in just two seconds.

After shooting an arrow, Phoenix Ranger stood proudly in front of the crowd with his left hand on his waist and said, "Death Knight, your judgment time has come!"

Hearing the familiar ranger's voice, Arthas had to use a shot to deflect the continuous attacks of the Holy Light Hammer.

"Pooh!"

Spraying a mouthful of "spit", Arthas raised his gun and shouted: "No one, no one can judge me!"

"Jaina: Bao, shouldn't your father be referring to that elf?"

"Including you, an elf, Sylvanas Windrunner!"

"Christina: Ugh!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dark aura of death around Arthas disappeared instantly.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed towards the smiling white-skinned elf who was slowly drawing the bow, at a speed far exceeding that of his previous "battle" with Uther.

Leaving behind a cloud of dust, Uther looked down at the thornless scarlet chains on his body in shock.

Holy light flickered, and the bound Uther could be heard struggling with the vibrating chains all over his body.

Kaka.

With a whoosh, another arrow was shot out, but after this arrow was shot out from the longbow in Sylvanas's hand, it gradually turned into a two-meter-long enlarged version of the ice arrow.

He thrust forward, swung his spear and easily cut off the frost arrow, then Arthas continued to sprint.

He smiled, "Windrunner, this is the worst decision you can make!"

"You are just an Elf Ranger, what can you change..."

As he spoke, Arthas' pupils shrank and he quickly braked the rushing "car".

"hehe!"

Sylvanas stroked her golden hair again, looked at the slightly embarrassed man and said, "This is mine..."

"You fell into my trap, Arthas Menethil!"

Before he uttered this sentence, arrows "bullets" shot out from Sylvanas' hands like rapid-fire machine gun fire, forcing Arthas to dodge repeatedly.

After one arrow came a rain of arrows. What an unexpected opponent the Reborn was.

However, the arrow that landed steadily on the ground and stood on the ground proved one thing...

There was another whoosh, and after the rain of arrows came ten-meter-long pure violet arcane arrows.

"Soldiers of the Alliance, soldiers of Lordaeron, don't wait any longer!"

Hearing Sylvanas's unhurried words, Arthas couldn't help but feel bloodshot!

This elven general was different from the Windrunner sisters he had met before, or even the elf Sylvanas alone.

She, her plan...

"This undead has actually been playing tricks on us all along!"

"Because he has been hiding his strength and trying to make us despair. We must not fall for his evil scheme!"

"Everyone should know that killing him first is our top priority right now!"

"If we allow him to continue with his previous plan, what awaits us will undoubtedly be death without any hope!"

While shooting single or group magical arrows, Sylvanas restrained Arthas, who was angry but could only dodge and vent his anger with his spear.

Although the distance between the two of them is getting closer, the visible and invisible pressure around them is not on the same level.

In the firelight, a knight in silver armor shouted, "I know her!"

"She had been standing behind us from before, but she had no hostility. My brother and I were just on guard against her."

Once there is the first person, there will be a second and a third person.

"Yes, I think she's right."

A tall blond knight stroked his chin and nodded in agreement, acting as the second person.

"At this moment, the facts are in front of us, and we must unite!"

A serious middle-aged knight with white and two-toned hair waved his hand, attracting a ball of holy light to gather in his hand.

If Arthas were here, he would be able to tell who this person is at a glance.

That’s right, he is an ordinary “level ten” paladin who will definitely take part in several major battles in the future.

Dagon the Orc Slayer (Replaced as Dagran the Orc Slayer, or Dagran the Orc Slayer).

"A big one: Ahem, there is such a thing in the plot... Is this "uncle"? "

"A little one: Why don't you take a serious look at this book?

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At the same time, golden lights flashed and gathered.

These holy lights not only illuminated the big and the small, but also illuminated the messenger of light who was bound by the black chains of death.

Seeing that these people finally understood the current "situation", the tall blond knight nodded and unknowingly crushed the wisps of purple-black gas that tried to enter his body.

There is something interesting to watch, and he doesn’t want to become a “lucky defender” of “stability maintenance”.

You know, at critical moments, the appearance of "lucky people" one after another may be a rare opportunity.

"You...you are actually looking down on me!"

With a loud shout, the Death Knight, who had been enduring the ups and downs of the combined attacks of a single arrow and a rain of arrows, attacked with hatred.

In the blink of an eye, he grabbed it with a speed that Sylvanas could not even imagine...

Crushing the violet magic dust, Arthas looked at the double swords coming towards him with a dark face and a frown.

A ranger-general who could use arcane magic so smoothly, he felt that he had found the highlight.

Although this Sylvanas Windrunner is good at archery, her magic seems to be even stronger.

After a little thought, he found it again...

"Hey!"

As the owner of the voice took a step and turned, the sharp Phoenix double swords swept through the meticulous defense and easily cut... the tip of the gun.

This familiar blocking action confirmed Sylvanas's identity, confirming that she had finally found the person she had been looking for.

The messenger of light escaped from the trap, and in the stalemate between swords and guns, "he" not only did not stop coming, but instead became "he".

At the same time, similar to the soul... the memory of the warden and the only dangerous prisoner, there are many "sharp" confrontations.

After taking a few careful glances at the familiar, sparkling blue eyes, Arthas was certain.

The world is unpredictable, it is finally so horrifying!

Not only did his wife not come, this evil unknown world even prepared a big gift.

According to his memory, the gift given to him was actually...

Ahem, Jaina becomes Sylvanas, is the companion card so "smooth"? !

With a simple question, Arthas ignored the various types of Holy Light attacks coming from behind him and gestured...

It was another unexpected thing. Sylvanas not only predicted his prediction, but also skillfully blinked her big blue eyes that were becoming brighter and brighter.

That’s right, that’s right!

"Arthas: Listen to me, I have something important to discuss with you!

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"Sylvanas: Listen to me, can you defeat so many of us?

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"Christina: 666, I found the point!

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"Gianna: What? Just because you saw your dad having an affair, you don't want your mom anymore? !

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『克里斯蒂娜：(?1?7?2?1益?2?1)』

"Sylvanas, you simply... don't know what you are talking about!"

With a thud, the Death Knight who had just kicked away the high elf who was covering his chest and "breathing" away turned around casually.

But suddenly, he held down a flying hammer with his hand.

In just a moment, the dark breath of death rose into the sky, and Arthas's sea-green eyes widened slightly.

I have to say, this group of warriors of the Holy Light... warriors, suddenly did this because of Sylvanas' words.

It was far beyond his imagination. It was clearly a one-on-one competition of faith between master and disciple, a normal and fair duel.

"Arthas: If you don't follow the moral code of war, can you be considered a Paladin?!"

There was no time to think about the issue of fairness or unfairness. The black wind rose and the Trident of Death shook and swept.

The strong wind temporarily held off everyone except the Death Knight and the Ranger General. Arthas threw out the Death Trispike with one hand and grasped the hilt of the Frost Sword at his waist with the other.

"Windrunner, I don't care where you come from."

When Arthas spoke indifferently, he closed his eyes and said, "You are back, that's right."

That’s right, that’s right!

Don't you think so? My love?!

No no no... please go away.

"But, if I can force you to return to the present, then I can continue to make you return to the future you are familiar with."

Suddenly sensing that something was wrong with the Death Knight in front of her, Sylvanas tried once again to prove herself: "Hmm?!"

If she can't tell from the tone, then she will have to plan to "kill her own relatives for the sake of justice", and do it openly!

"What are you talking about? There has never been that kind of relationship between you and me."

"You are the general of Quel'Thalas, but anyone who dares to block my path will..."

"What do you mean? You don't understand what people say."

As Arthas stepped back, Windrunner's Super Fury sword fell, and Sylvanas did not forget to remind him.

Using magic, she whispered words of reminder to the person in front of her, words that only he could hear.

"Haha, you all underestimate me!"

Finally pulling out Frostmourne from his waist, Arthas stared at the shocked Ranger-General in front of him.

As we all know, he is a pure love god of war. How can a reborn person...

There is only one explanation!

Jaina here is extremely good at "martial arts" and "her", just like Sylvanas in front of her is extremely good at magic.

She was twenty thousand years too early to try to deceive "him" in this way... and she was still several dimensions away!

He is Arthas, not the Death Knight Arthas Menethil!

That traitorous, corrupt prince!

"Oh, oh oh...take my sword!"

As the sword fell, Sylvanas drew her bow and flashed forward with her sword in hand, and together with a group of Holy Light warriors who broke through the obstruction of the strong wind, they attacked each man with a sword.

Not far away, a horse was watching the show quietly and innocently.

Ballard, the first to retreat from the new offensive, said, "He's crazy!"

Buzan, the hammer-wielding impulsive man, said: "Don't be afraid, we are fearless!"

The unlucky one who took off and landed tumbled. Dagon said: "By the Holy Light, he is now more terrifying than those orcs!"

Uther silently took the sword from the Lightbringer and said, "Now is the time to gather our..."

Arthas sent his beloved "Old Deng" flying with a sword, and he shouted like crazy: "Oh oh oh!"

"Death is above, how dare you try to defy the great power of death!"

"Christina: I suddenly feel that my loss to him was an accident.

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"Jaina: I don't know why, but I always feel like the kid in my arms has a lot to say?!

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"Sylvanas: I don't know why, how could he think that I'm not me?!

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"Arthas: Shiva Nana, I'm shouting a battle cry, why are you running?!"

"Two adults and one child: The scene before us is so beautiful...

True abstraction.

"Hehe! You guys couldn't have imagined... that you'd be facing this kind of me!"

Hearing these arrogant words, Sylvanas couldn't help but slow down her archery attack a little.

She understood that this person... had "cleanliness obsession"!

It’s incredible, it’s really incredible!

"Christina: Do you three know?

I can actually see what you are thinking. I can even read the thoughts on your faces!

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"Jaina: You're still not listening, are you?

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Raising the magic sword, Arthas swept away all the "bright and great" people who tried to approach him, and smiled with relief in his heart.

That’s right, that’s right!

So, in the eyes of a long-browed silent lady and an invisible mother and daughter, one big and one small, his face suddenly straightened.

His cloak fluttered in the wind, and Arthas said, "Look carefully at the power of death!"

"Roar!"

"No... that's it?!"

Giving a thumbs up in her heart, Christina now agreed very much with Sylvanas's voice of "collapse".

Following Sylvanas' voice... and nodding her daughter's head, Jaina suddenly felt that Sylvanas was her half-sister.

In silence, her sisters even had a feeling of this kind of thing...

Well, just nod along with your daughter Christina. Actually, I don’t know what’s going on.

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"Arthas, it's time for us to settle the accounts!"

"Really? Uther...you guys really talk a lot of nonsense!"