The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Your Majesty, although those undeads have been attacking day and night, we still haven't found their master."

"Maedhros, is there any news about Sylvanas yet?"

At dusk, standing in a quiet place near the high walls of Silvermoon City, Anasterian asked his subordinates who had teleported over to report.

The place was guarded extremely tightly by the elite guards of the Sunfury Force, and he was using this quiet place to listen to the reports from the shift change personnel guarding the city.

Half-crouching and saluting, Maedhros said, "No, Your Majesty."

"But according to our speculation, the Fallen Prince is most likely taking the opportunity to spy on our weaknesses."

"Because combined with all the previous information, we found that Arthas Menethil is an extremely cunning lone wolf who is good at hiding."

“He is not only used to acting alone, but also believes that becoming stronger is the only way to solve the problems that bother him.”

"But, thanks to General Sylvanas's foresight, we were able to limit him."

Although Sylvanas and the others sacrificed themselves, Quel'Thalas is not a legendary place where sacrifices have already taken place.

Because, Arthas developed faster than before, but he did not destroy much "foundation".

The barrier, which should have been ineffective, retained many of its functions thanks to the help of the martyr General Xi.

Even like another world, it firmly shrouds the base of the Quel'dorei - Silvermoon City and the Isle of Quel'Danas.

Most of the soldiers who should have died survived with the help of the martyr General Xi.

There are even more people and talents waiting to be discovered than in another world where people are beaten by blitzkrieg and have to rely on "luck" to hold on.

Just like Lor'themar and Halduron, among the talents with legendary strength, before the fall of Quel'Thalas, they were no match for the true superiors.

An elf as talented as the two of them, but not as famous, was able to take over the crisis from the massive population decline and the near destruction of the leadership.

Today, the lives of most of the elves that were originally "caught off guard" in development have been preserved.

Faced with the Undead army that had been severely weakened by the "boss", Quel'Thalas's war potential was further tapped.

After all, the undead army that was supposed to attack Quel'Thalas,

There will be no unexpected changes, and their numbers are far greater than the military force that is currently besieging Silver Moon City in this world.

The gap between the two cannot be filled by adding a few frost dragons to the current undead army.

"With the rage of revenge for our compatriots, our military and civilians are united as one, stronger than ever before."

"No matter how strong Arthas is, he must have certain limits."

"Because General Sylvanas is so foreseeable, we are able to restrain him from taking any rash actions."

At this moment, Anasteria suddenly felt sad for the Windrunner family...

Unexpectedly, such a loyal and far-sighted general who served his country and his people might be ruined in the future because of becoming a undead.

He could imagine that scene, and he was clear about the unfathomable "gap" between the living and the dead.

But… to hide his sadness, he raised his hand and picked it up.

Following the Sun King's gesture, Maedhros stood up and continued, "He won't move for now, but he is indeed very strong."

"He is a legendary warrior who is far beyond our understanding, and he is not used to fighting a battle he is not sure of."

"From the first line of defense guarded by General Sylvanas herself to the defense of the Arendal Bridge that cost us dearly."

"Once he finds a weak spot, he will quickly seize it and destroy his enemy as quickly as possible."

Nodding, Anasteria looked at the other person at the scene and said, "Eteyal, how was the previous bait operation?"

The leader of the Flame Soul was so "hot-blooded" that he was "brainwashed" by Sylvanas's suggestions.

With years of experience, Anasterian Sunstrider has his own judgment on the current situation.

He believed that Arthas was not actually spying on the weaknesses of the Quel'dorei, but had most likely already taken action.

Because, from the invasion to now, Arthas has indeed behaved as the enemy described by Sylvanas, but he has been moving forward from beginning to end.

It was a planned and proactive advance, seemingly a lone wolf's reckless attack, but in fact he had already figured out the weaknesses of the Quel'dorei.

Dar'Khan Drathir was a bait for unrest that Anasteria temporarily let go of.

But unfortunately, no undead or elves contacted Dal'Khan, and he seemed to have betrayed Quel'Thalas once again.

"Arthas: I really don't know. Just like the existence of the Gatekeeper's Guard, without those subsequent listenings, I really don't know.

Also, I know the weakness, but it’s not that clear. Even the inner ranger next to me doesn’t know it that clearly.

I know the Curse Cult best...We work together to achieve our goals.

And if I knew, you would be my soulmate. 』

After comprehensive consideration, Anasterian has adopted 80% of Sylvanas' suggestions and issued corresponding orders.

Unfortunately, the order was issued, but the actual implementation was not satisfactory.

Otherwise, Arthas wouldn't have felt so happy shoveling dirt.

When you are in doubt, use one of your specialties to control the "power of the earth".

So now, when the time was right, Anasterian turned the conversation to a ranger lord near the Flame Soul.

"Your Majesty, the decoy operation has failed."

After performing a martial arts salute, Eteyal said, "The flaws we deliberately revealed did not provoke any undead to attack."

"According to your previous deployment, we sent three messenger teams south to ask for help, but unfortunately, what awaited them were some demons."

"Although we rescued them in time and conducted a thorough inspection, the Fallen Prince never showed up from beginning to end."

"Even though we followed General Sylvanas's ideas and the plans of several councillors, Arthas was not exposed at all."

Reflecting on the failure of the various decoy operations, Eteyal concluded: "In the end, we can only have one guess."

"The demons that invaded our world ten thousand years ago are most likely the masterminds behind this rise of the undead."

After making his guess, Eteyal lowered his head in shame.

The war has been going on for quite some time, but the lurking Arthas has been causing them a lot of headaches.

It's okay if you show your head, but if you are always on guard in all directions, there will always be a moment when your fatal flaws that you don't even know about will be exposed.

"Don't lose heart. We have recovered from the failure at Allendale Bridge."

Shaking his head, Anasterian said kindly, "Since Arthas refuses to show up, it means that we must have some means that he is afraid of."

"Just considering his greedy nature like a goblin, I think we will always find the kobold candles he hid in the mines."

"His Majesty……"

"However, we must not be careless. Only by knowing his whereabouts can we truly restrict the core of these invaders."

"The undead without a master to control them are nothing but a pile of loose sand, and their master is Arthas Menethil."

"He is able to control so many undead souls... Even with the help of the devil, he may be hiding his strength."

Standing with his hands behind his back, Anasteria suddenly turned around and asked, "So, have you ever heard the mysterious voice coming from the north?"

"Your Majesty, you are talking about..."

"Just one year ago, frustrated men like Dar'Khan and Kel'Thuzad heard the call from that voice."

"And one of them has become a fellow tribesman who betrayed us, and the other has become a pile of dry bones under Andorhal."

When Anasterian was preparing to gather everyone's strength to speculate on the whereabouts of Arthas based on Ner'zhul's previous call.

In the Sunwell, which they were not focusing on due to some influence, there were hidden and powerful fel forces within the arcane protective layer.

“Hahaha, those elves haven’t been able to break through Detherok’s hint until now.”

"They don't even know the situation of the Sunwell... Detherok, you have made a great contribution this time!"

"No, this is the credit of the six of us brothers. I dare not take all the credit for it."

"Don't worry, I believe Tichondrius will not take all the credit."

"Yes, Mephistroth, our leader will not."

"Haha... It's natural that Lord Archimonde has returned to Azeroth."

Six dreadlords, led by Tichondrius, stood in the shape of a hexagram around the Sunwell.

The Sunwell continues to absorb and exhale arcane magic, and it instinctively wants to break free from the constraints formed by the six fel energies around it.

It is not its own arcane power, and it is very repulsive to external forces.

But unfortunately, it has power but no corresponding control ability, and uses arcane power like a normal wizard.

Since it was born from the Well of Eternity in the hands of Dath'Remar, it has been instinctively giving and giving without any wisdom.

Such a selfless contributor as it is undoubtedly being held hostage by Tichondrius and other Nathrezim today.

The power of fel energy constructs a "gate" through itself, summoning Archimonde, a powerful demigod from the universe.

Make him appear in Azeroth, and when he appears, the Sunwell, which is completely contaminated by fel energy, will strengthen his strength.

Because Archimonde's realm is only that of a demigod, a very powerful demigod.

By using the Sunwell to summon him, the remaining energy is naturally "surplus".

But as normal would have it, the Sunwell was contaminated by Kel'Thuzad's resurrection.

However, this time it was not the pollution from resurrecting the dead, but the pollution from summoning powerful evil forces.

"Brothers, after waiting for so long, we are finally about to succeed."

"You are right, Tichondrius."

Continuing to raise his right hand and output the power of evil energy, Mephistroth agreed with the leader's statement.

With a smile of impending victory, he said: "It's a pity that Arthas will never meet him again."

"A few days ago, we thought that he, having 'awakened', would ruin the killing that he was about to start."

"I didn't expect that after 'awakening', he would be so proactive in saving us a lot of time."

"Mephistroth: Unfortunately, everything went as planned."

"He is a Death Knight who knows the times and possesses a power that I cannot match."

Anetheron echoed from his closest position to the left of Mephistroth.

He raised his left hand and easily channeled the fel power, and he was very pleased with the Death Knight.

With an admiring tone, he said: "He thought that the Book of Medivh was the key he relied on."

"But he didn't know that the Book of Medivh was just a medium."

"He wants to turn the tables by relying on the media, and commit acts of treason and patricide. Does he think he can wash away his sins?"

"Anetheron: Even without the Book of Medivh, we still succeeded in carrying out our plan perfectly."

"Anaselon, that medium is not weak. We can't underestimate it."

Opposite Anetheron, Detheroc said: "The Book of Medivh is a magic book that records the knowledge of the Guardians."

"No, my brother."

On the left of Detherok, Varimathras said calmly: "A little death knight."

"Do you think you can understand the basic structure of magic with your head full of low-level beliefs?"

"No, he can only serve death and the magic book as he serves the Holy Light."

"You are right, but you forgot one key point."

On Detherok's right, Balnazzar chuckled and said, "The Book of Medivh."

"But it depends on the person. It shows what the reader wants to see."

"It's just like the believers of the void, looking for the knowledge that the void gives to its believers in the void."

"In that vast ocean, in the ocean of knowledge related to one's own desires."

As soon as the words fell, the three Dreadlords said in unison: "The knowledge we have found."

"Whether good or bad, it was nothing more than his pathetic attempt to prevent Lord Archimonde's coming."

"Detheroc: There is no Book of Medivh, but we have what we want."

"Varimathras: There is no icing on the cake, but what the Nathrezim need is now at hand."

"Balnazzar: What the Emperor desires is what we want. The Sunwell is part of the Emperor's plan."

"But my brothers."

Located between Anetheron and Mephistroth, Tichondrius raised his hands to channel his strength while giving a reminder.

When his brothers looked at him, he said, "A day has passed since he left the Sunwell."

"Given his weird and abnormal personality, it's impossible that he hasn't discovered the problem yet."

"With the help of the Sunwell, we cannot delay the summoning of Lord Archimonde for too long."

"Tichondrius: I always feel that Arthas will not accept his fate.

Because the promoter of a plan can also be its destroyer.

But because of this plan, we did not summon Archimonde as quickly as possible. 』

"As he took over the Sunwell, he had his own... faults."

Looking at a brother who was listening attentively, Tichondrius said, "Detheroc."

"Ner'zhul, did you do as I asked?"

"No, leader. Ner'zhul's situation remains under control."

Condensing an image casually, Detherock said, "Brothers, please look."

"Ner'zhul has been trapped in that icy prison until now."

"The Crown of Domination is still fulfilling the missions given to it by Lord Kil'jaeden. There is no..."

"hehe."

A person who had just arrived here used magic to imitate the voice of a certain death knight and spoke indifferently.

"Arthas Menethil?"

Along with Tichondrius' sudden questioning voice, a cold wind blew, and the dark ranger who had quietly arrived here opened a door.

Walking out of the portal filled with the breath of death, the Lich King opened his arms and said, "My lords, here I come."

His actions and responses seemed to be flattering, but his performance and tone actually had an extremely domineering tone.

At the same time, with the announcement of his entry, a powerful force of death forcibly joined the "confrontation" between arcane and fel energy.

"Ner'zhul, your failed plan can succeed?"

"I am not Ner'zhul, foolish Nathrezim - Anetheron."

"I am the new Lich King - Arthas Menethil."

"From the breakdown of our brief partnership to now, we are no longer collaborators, but enemies of each other."