The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"General, it's so tiring to carry it over and over again like this!"

"Haduren, continue moving fifty more times."

Facing her subordinates who were sweating profusely, Sylvanas stood on a high place and cheered them on.

Near her, in a scene different from the golden Eversong Forest blessed by the sun, the blue eyes of a silver-haired elf blinked.

In the place illuminated by the violet light, her body leaned left and right from time to time, and if you looked closely, you could see that she was about to fall asleep.

Not far away, a friendly white-haired male ranger was sweating profusely and holding an axe in both hands. For a moment, the shadow of the axe in his hand flashed rapidly.

Wherever his axe chopped, the axe blade was sharp and had never become blunt, even after chopping down countless trees.

However, even though he was usually very friendly, now...

Carrying a heavy backpack full of wood, he turned around and shouted, "General, have you collected enough wood?!"

Hearing the question from another subordinate, Sylvanas, who was standing high above, pointed to the person beside her skillfully...

Well, there was no system of her own, only traces of magic that she had practiced so hard.

Not long after, a water element rolled out quickly from a towering building.

As soon as it came out, it began to mutter in Sylvanas' ear an elemental language that most of the elves around her did not understand at all.

However, even some elven mages who understand the elemental language cannot understand the encrypted elemental language created by Sylvanas.

In the end, they could only blame it on Sylvanas' "extraordinary talent" for summoning an abnormal water elemental that was rarely seen in a century.

If you ask why you don't use omnipotent magic to translate, then you can only watch the water element gurgle and then roll back.

The speed is not fast enough, but we have to save face, which is indeed a problem.

At this time, Sylvanas looked at the subordinate who had asked the question earlier, gestured and used amplification magic to say: "Lor'themar, you need to carry ten baskets, that's enough!"

"General, something bad is going to happen!"

Before Lor'themar could say a word of complaint, a blue-haired female elf shouted loudly and ran out of a suddenly opened portal.

Seeing this subordinate in such a hurry, Sylvanas raised her hand and a light wind appeared in her hand.

The breeze wrapped around her subordinates, and she said calmly: "Ranger Tiffany, what happened to the Elf Gate?"

"Well, what do you think is going to happen?"

A strong man with white hair slashed out with a sword as heavy combat boots stepped out of the disappearing portal.

In the blink of an eye, the sharp sword energy swept across Tiffany Ranger, covering its appearance with a layer of transparent ice crystals.

"Oh no, it's Arthas, how can he be so fast?!"

Vereesa in Dalaran perked up suddenly and said in disbelief.

"Sister, I will teach you what a Ranger General should do."

In order to comfort her married sister far away, Sylvanas drew the blade from her waist, stepped on the ground to gain momentum and leaped up, slashing at the oncoming person.

Although she had fully overestimated the speed of the Death Knight's arrival, she really didn't expect him to come so soon.

Not only is the wartime Bandinorel barrier vegetarian, but her subordinates, who have manuals with most of the precautions, are also not very good.

Of course, she was very disappointed with the core leadership of Quel'Thalas who did not react immediately to the arrival of a powerful enemy.

Although this kind of disappointment is not the first time, but the enemy can kill here so easily alone, still...

"Oh, you really don't know your own limitations."

"Arthas, you will regret entering our elven land!"

Swords clashed, cold light flashed everywhere, and Vereesa once again felt a sense of inferiority and shame for her sister's bravery.

Yes, her second sister, Sylvanas Windrunner, has always been the goal that she has been pursuing with all her energy and energy throughout her life.

That's right, even though the second sister has changed a little, she is still...

"Ugh..." (groaning in pain)

"That's it?"

“No…can’t…”

Cracking, crackling, the sound of ice cubes sticking to each other.

"Elves, you are really brave."

In less than a moment, Vereesa looked at her second sister who was pierced through the heart by a sword and frozen, and tears could not help but flow from her eyes... like "streams".

At this moment, the magician who was supplying the magic power for the image stopped supplying the magic and flashed through the portal that had just opened next to him.

Romance actually didn't want to do this, but among the various task lots assigned by the Ranger General, he was lucky enough to draw this lot, this important task.

At the same time, a group of grief-stricken elves carried a group of their angry compatriots who were eager to fight and quickly passed through the portal.

Among them, there were two elves whose work clothes were taken off by their colleagues. Before they could draw their swords and charge, they were carried away by their colleagues.

The two of them are Mingyi, the only one mining, and Theron, the only one collecting wood.

"Human, I want revenge for the general!"

The first one to arrive was a Quel'dorei warrior wearing gorgeous arcane heavy armor. He held a greatsword and concentrated his strength to slash at Arthas' waist.

With a bang, he was kicked and flew backwards, coughing up blood.

At the same time, Arthas turned around as he retracted his feet, and the sharp sword blade with a dark golden light cut through the elves rushing around.

With a whoosh, he spiraled up into the sky, rolling up an ice tornado and shooting ice fragments in all directions.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Once each fragment hits an enemy, it will instantly freeze the enemy.

Bang, bang, bang. Boom, boom, boom.

Blocks of ice fell into the warm Eversong Forest, with varying expressions, some struggling, some ferocious, some angry, some sad, some desperate... but all showing determination.

"Monster! Don't even think about it..."

"Okay, the first step of the Scourge invasion has been completed."

Finally, Arthas froze the resistance ranger named Vianna with one sword.

"After a short period of instruction from your general, you are able to be so well organized and have a clear division of labor."

Looking around at the cold yet sunny forest, Arthas looked at a special piece of ice and sighed.

Although some of these elves are not very experienced, they are very capable of executing orders.

Thinking back to when he first arrived, there were so many travelers and mage troops, but most of the manpower had successfully retreated.

The rest of the troops who stayed behind had turned into ice. The timing of their previous attack successfully prevented him from leaving other elves behind.

"I have to say, Sylvanas, you are very well prepared."

Tapping the ice in front of him, Arthas announced calmly: "But, the god of death has come to your country."

"I don't have a meat-grinder to destroy your woodlands, but I can already kill people in your heartland."

"I didn't curse the wizards to disrupt your magic network, but I can still kill you in your heartland."

"I don't have an army of undead to break through your lines, but I can still kill my way into your heartland."

"I don't have any other external force to influence your will, but I can still kill you in your heartland."

Crack, it was like the sound of ice in front of you about to shatter due to some internal force.

"The soldiers you sent to guard the Elven Gate were brave, but they were not flexible enough."

"Such a long-lasting portal, and there is more than one. I don't know if they overestimate their own hard power."

"So, quickly open a portal and bring those who are left over there over here."

"Wind Walker, I need those prisoners!"

"Come out quickly and don't force me to do something I don't like."

Crack, crack, crack. The broken ice flew everywhere, but it couldn't hurt Arthas at all.

"Listen to me, I've tried my best!"

Raising his right hand and clasping the attacking left fist that was not wet at all, Arthas said: "Listen to what I have to say too."

"I am a Death Knight and I never bully women other than my wife."

"Um?!"

"Of course, even if you have Sylvanas' appearance, I won't have any dirty thoughts about you."

Serious and indifferent, Arthas kept Sylvanas at a distance.

Retracting his left fist, the Ranger General scratched his head and said, "Actually, I'm not that unreasonable normally."

"But when you don't know how to use thunderstorm magic, you are indeed very reasonable."

"Um?!"

There were two "hmm" sounds at the scene, and Sylvanas and a lady in pajamas with long golden hair took a breath, and their movements were instantly synchronized.

They both opened their eyes at the same time. They were not just a normal blue, but sparkling. They just wanted to stare...

"Open the door right now. I don't want to say it a third time."

"You..." (twice)

Sylvanas held out her hand in disbelief and pointed her index finger at the Death Knight in front of her.

Turning around, Arthas looked at the elves whose senses were blocked and said, "Windrunner, start your work."

"I'm just a porter. I'll go wherever I'm needed and complete the task."

"Besides, aren't you afraid that someone is watching you?"

"Ginana: No way, he can see us?"

"Ke Xiaona: If you could see, you would have seen us a long time ago."

"I think our children must be around."

"What did you say?!"

"Ginana: What's going on? I'm a little confused."

"Ke Xiaona: What, is your intuition so accurate?"

"Even if she's not here, I'll still think she is."

"what?!"

"We are a family of three, and we will never leave each other."

The two figures, one big and one small, who were hiding around the two men, fell silent at the same time.

"By the way, I think since you are here, how can she not come?"

"What?!"

"At most she's temporarily lost, but she's so cute I've sent people to look for her."

"Hmmmm~"

"Farric and Marwyn: Has any of you seen this girl?"

"Ner'zhul: Lord Tichondrius, what do you think?"

"The old man who sharpens his claws: I don't care, I'll just stay with you for now."

"Other dreadlords: Come on, come on, brothers."

"One more thing. This is the third time. Hurry up and open your portal!"

"Oh, a Death Knight who loves to move things."

In a righteous tone, someone retorted coldly: "I want prisoners."

"They are all prisoners, understand?"

"Yeah." (Two people nod)

……

"Your Majesty, General Ranger died for her country."

Anasteria, the Sun King who had been "silent" because of the various alarms of the wartime barrier, slapped the armrest and stood up and said, "Mage Rommath, what did you say?!"

In this empty wartime command hall that was urgently activated, his angry, doubtful and disbelieving voice echoed.

"General Sylvanas...Rommath, how could she die for her country in such a short time?!"

"It's only been half an hour since the warning from the Bandinoril barrier!"

Upon hearing the news, a member of parliament could no longer sit still and could not keep his composure at all.

The congressman stood up immediately and questioned the slightly panicked and anxious mage Romans to confirm the truth of the news.

"you……"

Before Romanth could point angrily at the councillor, a magician next to him bowed slightly and spoke loudly: "Yes, my lord!"

"General Sylvanas has died a heroic death. We can't waste any more time!"

The magician chosen by a certain "martyr" had an extremely loud voice, which made the others "dare not breathe".

"Impossible! This is impossible!! How is it possible?!"

"Your Majesty, in compliance with the general's last wishes, we must act immediately!"

……

"I'm so tired... Remember how you stabbed me with Frostmourne before?"

With a roll over, the corpse in Arthas's hand, which should have been cold, looked very dissatisfied and clenched his fists.

Near her, there were piles of Quel'dorei ice of all shapes and sizes...ice sculptures, lifelike.

"Come on, while you're at it, let's take a good look at this gold mine and what are those buildings?"

Arthas unceremoniously abandoned the unreasonable elf and said, "Okay, future dark ranger."

"You'll also need to do some makeup preparation before you reappear."

"So, what's next?"

"That Dark Ranger makeup, I think I need your help..."

With a casual smile, Arthas said, "It's simple. Just take a look at my job change process first."

“Help…help…”

Sylvanas frowned her long, soft golden eyebrows, looked suspicious, and her long ears trembled, which clearly showed that she did not believe it at all.

What holy light? I'm so proficient in using the power of death, what else do I need...

Wait, I remember this idiot gave me a secret eye signal the last time he beat me up - he was holding back.

"Artas: Dear, I only used about 50% of my strength to take those attacks."

"Holy Light, your believers need your holy power!"

With a loud bang, a huge amount of holy light appeared out of nowhere, far beyond the awareness of some of the beings paying attention to this place, and instantly poured into the body of the Death Knight.

In this sunny forest, there are no light beams, but it is still filled with the daily golden light.

In the seemingly endless light, the Death Knight's messy white hair gradually turned into "gold" color from top to bottom.

Although the sea-green eyes remained unchanged, the pale and sickly complexion suddenly turned a healthy red.

This change stunned a nearby blonde lady in pajamas for a moment... including her daughter on her shoulders.

At the same time, Sylvanas missed the special transfiguration spell made by Jaina that she often used for the first time.

In the light, most of the Lordaeron Prince's armor, which was reconstructed with Saronite and the future Lich King's suit, showed golden lines at this moment.

Buzz buzz buzz, Frostmourne was soaked in this holy light and could not escape it at all.

Not far away, the Undead Warhorse that had been standing there for who knows how long was transformed by the Invincible Light and turned into a... dark power of death surged into it.

In a moment, Frostmourne seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and stopped struggling.

Transforming back into a Death Knight, Arthas poked the Ranger General in front of him on the forehead and said, "Come on, you're using too much force."

Pointing at the melting ice sculpture, the Death Knight said coldly: "Don't worry, I may appear to be dead, but I am still alive."

"you……"

Raising his hand to hold down the lively elf, Arthas said, "I'll say it again. Don't worry about me."

Then, he imitated a certain woman and snapped his fingers in his own style.

"Ah! Ahhhh..."

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"No, why won't you let me see this?"

Covering her daughter's eyes, the pajamas lady took on the responsibility of a mother and said, "My dear child, children cannot watch this scene."

Shaking with fear, she said, "Because, Mom is really scared."

"Mom is scared, how can you watch?"

Hearing this logic, Christina said helplessly: "Then why don't you cover my ears too."

"Oh, come on."

"Ahhhhhh!" (Continued howling)

Then, the mother covered her daughter's eyes with one hand and her ear with the other...

"How about covering your ears first?"

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

He covered his ears and his mother covered her eyes.

"Woman, you have caused me so much trouble, I will never let you rest in peace."

After a while, the Death Knight took a few steps back. The black mist in front of his eyes dissipated, but a pair of scarlet eyes were there.

"General (Sylvanas/Ranger General)!"

When I woke up from the haze, there was only a black fog in front of my eyes, a pair of scarlet eyes, and an indescribable howling in my ears.

Many Quel'dorei had different reactions when they saw this horrific scene, but they all opened their eyes wide and cried out in grief.

"From now on, she is no longer your general, but my loyal servant."