The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Farric, we succeeded."

"Marvian, we protected the world!"

……

"Why are there so many of me? Will I..."

"Come on, Jaina, you won't remember this."

……

"Father! It's great that you are still alive."

"Kael'thas, what are you doing...what are you doing?"

"We...Father, I think we need to take a long-term view."

……

“I never thought that I would meet so many apprentices in one day.”

"But it seems that few people are willing to pull your beard like they did when you were little."

"Haha, Modera, that's because they have grown up... Jaina... Windrunner... hiss..."

"You told me to pull it, my master...my mentor."

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"Uther, I didn't do anything like that!"

"But you will do it in the future, won't you, my disciple?"

"Gavinrad, how dare you be so rude to me..."

"The spirit of Terenas in heaven will forgive us, Your Highness..."

"Yes, brothers, only by being beaten can you wear away your bad and stubborn side!"

……

"Having said so much, it seems like it's time for us to say goodbye."

"Yes, Arthas."

"Because of the chaos you created, the world is now in complete chaos."

Looking at "herself" and herself in different time and space, Sylvanas responded bluntly.

Glancing at a deserted spot, Arthas said, "Then we have to put up a fight."

He turned his head and said, "Remember to run over here non-stop next time, got it?"

Looking up and meeting Arthas' gaze, Sylvanas clenched her fist and said, "Okay."

"But remember not to run too fast."

He waved his fist to intimidate, "Otherwise, I will leave you alone."

"Of course, I can't run fast."

Nodding, Arthas gave her a sunny smile.

Looking at Kael'thas who were reunited with his father, Arthas changed his lip movements.

Nearby, an adult and a child received the "order" and scrambled, pushing each other to click the return button.

"'I'm hoping you won't let me down."

"Otherwise, we can only...fight...head-on......"

As the word dragged on, Arthas blinked and once again felt the "spirit" that wanted to control him.

He looked down at the sword, "This... This is Frostmourne."

"Ner'zhul:?"

"Its power is so strong that it intoxicates and fascinates me."

"Ner'zhul: What is going on with this Death Knight?

He seemed to have gotten rid of my influence before, but why did he want power again?

Could it be... Could it be that this was the work of Lord Tichondrius? 』

"Prince Arthas, you are truly an interesting person."

"I am Tichondrius, a dreadlord."

"I am not your enemy, just a guide to help you complete your mission."

Standing on the small "hill" in the rotten land that Arthas was familiar with, with two ghouls, Tichondrius spoke humorously.

"is it?"

Arthas waved the magic sword that he had skillfully controlled and said, "But... drive!"

The ghoul was chopped to pieces by the sword energy. "I don't need any mission or guide."

"What are you doing?!"

"Ner'zhul: What on earth is going on?!"

Holy Light flashed, and death faded away, "Holy Light be with me, demon!"

His whole body glowed with warm golden light, and Arthas cut off a finger of fel energy with one sword.

"Witness the justice of the Holy Light, evil!"

"You're looking for death, Arthas!"

"Ner'zhul: Frostmourne betrayed me!"

The next second after the golden light and the green light confronted each other, the swords and fists collided, and the sound was deafening.

Facing this "old friend", Arthas held the reins of Invincible, and both he and his horse rode calmly.

Retreat, dodge, and avoid, advance, strike with sword, and repeat this over and over again while waiting.

Every time he came back here, his strength declined and he felt helpless.

I don’t know how long it took, but the crawling undead souls were turned into powder, “moistening” the soil.

"Don't be afraid, Arthas, I'm coming!"

A portal opened, and Sylvanas in leather armor came in with a sword.

However, Sylvanas does not have this "concern", she just needs to open the door skillfully.

Back to the “beginning”, strength is limited, but “memory”, which is similar to the adapted version of teleportation, is not limited.

After all, unlike the terrifying speed at which someone's strength increased, her own "basic" strength remained basically unchanged throughout the whole process.

Just like she always lamented, why doesn't a mage with high attack and fragile skin study the "protective qi"?

"Arthas, how come you can't even take care of a demon?"

"How about...how about you try it face to face?"

Blocking Tichondrius' attack head-on, Arthas spread out his six wings of holy light and used his twelve swords to slash the demon back.

"Arthas, Sylvanas, you two will regret this!"

"Hahaha, you're just the type who runs away when something goes wrong!"

"Just wait, Windrunner!"

"Okay, now that we're together, we need to move faster from here on."

As Tichondrius left some harsh words, he teleported away and Arthas patted the woman who had taunted him.

Rolling her eyes at the blond paladin, Sylvanas said, "Where do we go next?"

"Where to go?"

Arthas raised his hand to support his forehead and said, "Go to the Frozen Throne, quickly."

"Ner'zhul: ???"

"Oh, you should have said so earlier!"

"Ner'zhul: You..."

"Death Knight, how dare you rebel against the master who gave you supreme power!"

"Shut up, old orc."

After a familiar but faster-paced battle, Arthas wore a white crown forged with light.

"Oh, I can finally...what?"

Pulling up the woman who was about to sit on the ice bench, Arthas said, "I've told you to follow me."

"Let's go, Windrunner."

"Don't worry, let me... give me some wings?"

"Okay, just once."

Arthas gently patted the timid woman on the back and withdrew his hand.

After a burst of golden light, Sylvanas shook the warm golden wings of "Wrath of Vengeance" behind her.

"Okay, where's the next stop, my dear guest?"

"Andorhal... the capital of Lordaeron, a place we have been to time and time again."

With the power of "blessing", Sylvanas opened a door of holy light and said: "Please, my majesty."

"Well, it's quite ceremonial, Wind Walker."

"Ke Xiaona: Mom, why don't you want to merge?"

"Ginana: Haha, I don't want to do hard work."

"Farric, Marwyn, I mean what I say."

"Your Highness...Kill this traitor!"

"Holy Light not only walks with me, but can also walk with you!"

Behind the dazzling holy light, all the soldiers of Lordaeron were relieved from the adverse condition of the "aftermath" of recovery.

Forged by light... ruthlessly purified.

The only ones who survived were humanoids who were not much different from when they were alive... the Lightforged Undead.

"Your Highness, why is this happening?!"

Under the heavy pressure, Falric and Marwyn looked up and stared at Arthas, asking questions loudly.

"Why...Falric, Marwyn, and everyone."

"Follow me, join me, and you will understand."

Raising his hand to relieve the pressure, Arthas said: "Let us..."

In the morning light, open your arms and "build a better future together."

"I was wrong, but I want to cleanse and make up for the big mistake I made."

"But you must first know that I am an out-and-out evil person."

Turning around, Arthas faced the sun rising above the ruins of the royal city and said, "I don't want to die."

"I want to live forever... so I won't die to apologize for my sins."

Under the sunlight, he raised the silver-white light-forged long sword and said, "Death cannot atone for sin."

"Then, let us create a glorious cause to atone for the sins I have committed."

Under the gaze of the ranger leaning against the wall enjoying the sunshine, he turned around, sheathed his sword, and began to bend down.

"I'm sorry I let you down."

"Your Highness?"

……

"I'm sorry, but it seems you have no choice but to follow me."

After doing everything, Arthas smiled gently and firmly extended his right hand towards the silent "guards".

"Join me and build a better future together."

"Ke Xiaona: She has the potential to be a cult leader."

"Ginana: Let's build a beautiful future together. I envision that kind of future."

"Xinana: Sincerity is sometimes the ultimate killer move."

"General Xi: Is this what you want to say?"

"Arthas! How is this possible..."

"Gavinrad, your holy light is not strong enough."

Sylvanas, one of the Silver Hand elders who caught the holy light "dumpling", cast a sleeping spell on him.

"Arthas! You great...anti...holy light?"

"Balard, it is the Holy Light for sure."

Catching the Champion of Light, Sylvanas threw him to the back next to the sleeping knight to keep him company.

"Boy, your betrayal...you didn't betray?!"

"I betrayed, but not completely."

After catching the messenger of truth, the Ranger General yawned and just hypnotized the old man in front of him.

"My father has ruled these lands for fifty years, but once again, Uther, you have..."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, 'my' mentor."

Wind Walker caught the Messenger of Light, pinched his nose, and threw him back casually, immediately opening the Door of Holy Light.

"Hello, Prince Arthas."

"my father?"

"Don't worry, Antonidas. I'm not here to fight."

Summoning an extremely dazzling light to clear the way, Antonidas was forced to give up the entrance to the city.

Riding on the Invincible Light Horse, Arthas led his troops into the "bustling" Dalaran in broad daylight.

Not bad, not bad, this time, basically during this period.

Legendary heroes of humans, dwarves, and gnomes that are so familiar to Arthas and Sylvanas.

There are also legendary elven heroes such as Kael'thas, and countless elite troops, all summoned to this magical city by the purple-robed mage.

"Jaina, you really surprise me?"

"Sylvanas, what do you mean?"

Reaching out to touch the face of “herself” who was in the thinking state, Sylvanas said: “My dear, you really work hard.”

"In my previous guess, I thought you would prepare a big gift for Arthas, just like I did before."

With a slight smile, Sylvanas easily offset all kinds of resistance from "herself".

"However, compared to the real boss, your efficiency is still too low."

"It's almost time for us to...build a bright future together, and you've only just barely met the 'basic' conditions."

“But this spirit deserves praise!”

Giving a thumbs-up, Sylvanas flashed and came to the saddle of a white chocobo behind Invincible.

Turning her head, she whispered to Jaina who was thinking: "Dear, let's talk again when we have time."

"We have another meeting to attend next."

"Ginana: I think I must have been beaten often."

"Ke Xiaona: Oh, in a sense, it is true. In various senses, I was beaten."

"My lords, I, Arthas Menethil, have committed heinous crimes. I deserve death as atonement for my crimes."

"Then you go now..."

Arthas slapped the table and looked up at the axe that was about to chop him.

Shaking his head, he flicked the axe blade away with one finger and chuckled, "Osmar Garithos."

"I think you are the Honorary Marshal of Lordaeron for now."

"By the way, you have no real power, you are just an honorary Grand Marshal."

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"Everyone, join me and build a bright future together."

Patting the plan documents on the table, Arthas picked up the coffee given by Sylvanas and took a sip.

Bitter... She must have done it on purpose.

Under absolute power, he gave a certain equality to the participants.

In other words, he omitted the "prerequisite" of using fists to make his point.

The big table was overturned and the old rules were broken.

Now, he uses his power and thinking to formulate new rules that are not yet accepted by everyone.

"Arthas, do you want to..."

"That's right, Genn Greymane. The days of isolating the country from the outside are gone forever."

"Your Highness Menethil, I would like to mention..."

"Solas Trollbane, I will personally lead people to help you solve all the problems in Stormgarde."

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"From now on, if you don't believe me, just watch carefully."

"Trust me, I will take you with me."

To sum up, Arthas ended the meeting with the transformed "Sylvanas" in the middle, under the gaze of all the participants.

Don't change early, and don't change late.

Not only did she join the meeting midway, she also brought her child with her, which really made him...

"Ke Xiaona: I finally showed up once, is it really okay for you to despise me like this? !"

"Arthas, what do you want to do?"

"Varian Wrynn, I don't want to do anything."

After hugging the "clingy" child, Arthas turned around on the balcony and said, "I am not capable of doing anything."

"I am a selfish person who doesn't want to die in this world."

"So, what exactly did you encounter in Northrend?"

Taking the hot coffee handed over by "Mistress Jaina", Varian asked: "What caused you to change so much?"

The coffee was sweet...but Varian was confused.

At this point, neither forgiveness nor violence is the right approach.

After tapping the head of the woman making coffee, Arthas turned and looked at the new purple-robed female mage.

"Varian, Jaina, and my barista Jaina, that's a cliché story."

"Don't be cliché... ahem, that was an investigation accident involving the early prince and the late princess."