The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Great Chief, are we victorious?"

“Yes, Saurfang…”

"Queen, be careful of those dead souls!"

After treatment, Nathanos was finally able to speak, but the first thing he did after his recovery was -

Helped Sylvanas block the sudden appearance of the Kaldorei souls... the souls who died in battle.

"Ah!" (from the extreme pain of the spirit)

"Nathanos... I..."

Looking down at the huge hole in her chest, Sylvanas shook her head.

Then, she sighed softly but fell to the ground peacefully, almost silently.

Death is a destination and relief for her.

But she didn't expect that her end would not be death by the people she thought, but by the vengeful "soldiers".

"N'Zoth's dream... has not... ended... yet..."

"Kill these ghosts!"

"For the tribe!"

"For the Great Chief!"

"Form a front, we must fight to the death!"

"Warriors, kill!"

The Dreams Woven by Enzos

If there is a chance to take a large group of people into a dream together, would you do it?

In the dream, the scene before being pulled in is almost unchanged.

Among them, the party with more people will become the player who passes the level.

The party with fewer people will automatically be strengthened to become the leader guarding the pass.

As the boss of the final level, you can compile a dream effect yourself.

But you can't kill each other.

When the amount of healing is insufficient and the invisible health bar disappears, the dream illusion of you inheriting the original body's strength will quietly dissipate.

Because this is just an illusion - a dream woven by N'Zoth.

It seems a bit strange that the Giant of Light finished his transformation but left behind this seemingly useless dream.

"Guardian's Soul: The defenders killed by invaders during the war.

Their spirits lingered for a long time and called upon the Lich King and his teammates to deal with the evil invaders.

It’s a pity that this slim victory and illusory failure is ultimately just a dream.

Even they are part of the dream.

The real them, I hope Elune can really protect them. 』

"Brother, please drink tea."

The moment Varian returned to his seat in the command center, he didn't have time to take a quick breath.

Then I saw Lucia bringing a cup of hot tea.

Now, he did not feel exhausted, but felt that his energy and spirit were extremely normal.

This is just a dream after all and it will end.

"Thank you, Lucia."

"You can call me little sister... Hey, sister, why are you the second one?"

Seeing Jaina return to her seat in an instant, Lucia walked over with a tray of hot tea.

"Stop talking about it. I'd rather not have this kind of dream next time."

Holding up a cup of hot tea, Jaina took a sip and said, "If only I could give you all the power I have."

"Then I will go all out and teach those tribesmen who bully the minority a lesson!"

With her fists clenched, Jaina still refused to give in.

Being beaten by Romance and a group of mages, it's really...

Jaina Proudmoore, you put all the ranged professionals except Rommath,

A quarter of them turned into different small animals. Do you still think you are right?

"Sister, why don't you take me with you?"

"Sister, you're not even a Grandmaster. You'll be gone in a second if you go up there."

"Sister is right, Lucia. I tried my best to save my life."

He sat down in his seat in an instant, with a helpless look on his face.

Even with Uther's help, he did the best he could.

It turned out that their team's strength was not enough even with the help of Uther and Muradin.

Even if we move together as a group, we cannot defeat that tribal army.

"Your Highness Tanred, there is no need to be discouraged."

Picking up a cup of hot tea, Uther blew on it.

"You have worked very hard, and we have seen it all."

At this time, Sindra, who was in charge of the overall situation in the command center, said: "Yes, child."

"Compared to Arthas in the past, you already have six points of his skills."

"Really? That's great!"

As if he couldn't feel the heat, Tanred drank the hot tea in his hand in one gulp.

Six points of effort?

Then, he still has a chance to catch up and fulfill that "unattainable" dream.

"Ahem, am I gone just like that?"

With a frown on his face, Muradin, who was only using Thunder, returned to his seat in disbelief.

With three extra teammates, three seats will automatically rise in the team member range outside the circle.

I have to say that the command center of the unnamed team is also smart enough.

However, Lucia did not sit in her seat.

"Grandpa Muradin, please have some tea!"

"Thank you, little Lucia!"

Muradin also didn't feel the heat, so he drank the hot tea in one gulp to calm himself.

After using the power of thunder so happily, he gained a new understanding of his disciples' recovery ability.

Balancing so many forces, and having such a strong recovery ability...

It's natural, worthy of being his disciple.

"Varian, why am I gone?"

When he came back, Tiffin was confused.

She obviously heals herself all the time, how is it possible that I can't keep up with the speed at which her health is depleting?

Looking at the "performance" information that automatically appeared on her seat...she was the first one in the audience to see this kind of information.

"Hmm... maybe there are too many tribes?"

Thinking back to the weapons he had destroyed with one sword after another, Varian could only think of this reason.

Today, he finally experienced the "fear" he had in his childhood.

There were so many greenskins that he couldn't kill all the warriors even if he used all his strength.

Even though he is now a legendary warrior, he was exhausted by the wave after wave of non-rest fighting.

"Sylvanas, it turns out you really don't dare to attack me!"

Alleria...Vaseya, who transformed into Alleria, returned and immediately came to a conclusion.

She was not killed by Sylvanas, but was exhausted to death by the vast army of the Horde.

Even though she was a green dragon and had a certain ability to recover in dreams, she still couldn't withstand the repeated siege.

She experienced this deeply that two fists are no match for four hands.

Because, when she was in Icecrown Citadel before, she had never faced so many undead scourges alone.

"Vaseya, keep that... Arthas is finally gone."

Jaina was very satisfied to see Arthas fall asleep on his seat as soon as he came back.

It can be seen... Arthas suddenly stood up, took a sip of tea, picked up paper and pen and started writing and drawing.

As Lucia took a closer look, she found that her brother-in-law was actually writing a review analysis?!

In the blink of an eye, Christina had not yet flown into Gianna's arms.

Jaina wrote furiously and put her daughter, who had flown into her arms, into the hands of Lucia, the waitress who was standing nearby with an empty plate.

This person actually worked harder than her, that was unacceptable at all!

For her academic status, she...

By the time Arthas finished writing a page, she had finished a research report of her own.

It was so horrifying that Lucia and Tiffin looked very uncomfortable.

"Lucia: Are both of these couples so scary? !"

"Tiffin Blue: Is my sister so fond of studying? !

"Onyxia Red: Jaina, you are better than me in this aspect?!"

"Valeera Green: I feel that my former friend Jaina is not even one tenth as good as her."

"Tiffin: So, I need to be thankful that Jaina is on our side."

Finally, Arthas, who looked at the replay materials, and Varian, who was helpless,

Tanred looked solemn.

Muradin, who kept rubbing his eyes, and Uther, who looked down at the covenant, were each doing their own thing.

Jaina and Tiffin rolled up, what does it have to do with them?

Lucia, who watched it repeatedly, found it very helpful.

On the other side, Sindra, Nancy, Vasya, and Christina started playing a two-on-two board game.

They have long been accustomed to it, so they are just making a fuss about these people who have never seen it before.

Everyone has their own characteristics, so focus on what you are good at.

Like Alsace, he only wrote his own summary.

He is not like Jaina, who writes down everything he studies.

He was not like Tiffin, who dealt with the "memorials" that had not been dealt with by Stormwind in front of Varian.

"That's about it. You finally stopped being lazy for once."

Lifting Jaina's cheek, Arthas said, "It's not easy."

"I was wondering about the progress of those...ah..."

Bang, head hits the wall.

Bang, it hit the floor head-on.

Not long after, Arthas, who had nothing to do, threw Jaina onto his own wheel of kings.

"Okay, let's go check out the tree."

"Roger that!"

Buzz! Varian rode Lionheart and flew away with Tiffin.

Now, he can ride a motorcycle.

Soon, Jaina looked at the man who had just gotten into the driver's seat while the others rode away with disdain.

"Jaina, the king has always been just for fun."

"Now, let them run ahead for a while longer."

Raising her hand to support her forehead, Jaina clicked the acceleration button and raised her hand to infuse magic power.

Starting the motorcycle, Arthas twisted the other handlebar to accelerate, buzz!

Twist the accelerator handle again, buzz buzz buzz!

Almost there, release the brake, buzz!

"Look at this power that shakes heaven and earth!"

Amid the roar of the engine, the Wheel of Kings broke through the space, spread its flaming wings, and came into the distance.

"Synchronization beyond triangle acceleration, absolute power!"

"Quadruple Synchrony..."

With his right hand pointed forward, Arthas shouted: "Come, my raging, burning soul!"

Instantly, he was enveloped by flames that blinded the rest of the people.

Finally, in his right hand, the flames gathered and compressed.

Placing the Flame Card on the King's Duel Plate in front of him, Arthas said, "True Crimson Dragon·Wrath of the King!"

"Ow!"

A huge and majestic black dragon with lava patterns appeared in the air and roared from the sky, almost making Tiffin drop his jaw.

At the same time, speechless Jaina clicked the mute button.

If possible, she absolutely did not want to go through this kind of "fast track" where a group of people had to simulate scenes when going out.

"If hell is ahead, then this is the absolute power to break through hell!"

"Go and destroy it, True Red Lotus Demon Dragon King's Wrath!"

"Ow!"

Unlike before, the evil monster died from the black dragon's fiery breath.

A moment later, a portal appeared in the sky above Darnassus.

Without any sound, Arthas drove the Wheel of Kings and drifted in the sky above Darnassus.

When the King's Wheel stopped, he picked up the woman in the back seat and gently put her down.

No one, no one understands better than him...

Ignoring the young paladin who was living in his own world, Lionheart passed him and headed off into the distance.

“Brother-in-law, do you know?”

Patting Greenmane's butt, Tanred left Arthas with a ground full of dream light.

"You're too self-indulgent. No one will pay attention to you."

"Yes, my good son."

Holding Christina, Sindra drove in with Nancy floating in the air in a helicopter.

"Oh wow, that's me!"

Riding on the thunder war bear Thoranos, the thunder dwarf Muradin sailed away.

"See you later, sister."

Squatting on top of the glacial frenzy, Vasya walked away eating a watermelon popsicle.

"Looks like I'm the last one, kid."

Riding in golden light and leading several "Christmas reindeers", Uther the Messenger of Light finished his work as a keeper and left.

"That's enough, I'll open it!"

Put Arthas in the back seat, Jaina twisted...

In silent mode, the car was reversed at high speed. Fortunately, Alsace braked suddenly to stop the car.

"Okay, honey, let me do it."

Pretending to be gentle, he sent the sulky "baby" to the back seat where she belonged, then Arthas twisted the handle and walked away slowly.

"Just like I don't have the talent for magic, you desperately need the talent for driving."

"Ah!" (The dragon roars)

Enduring the teeth marks on his shoulder that were about to disappear, Arthas faced Teldrassil, his first time there, with a smile.

It was the smell of nature, but for some reason, he had the urge to cut down a tree.

[Wheel of Kings - Deck Slot]

〖Do you want to play free card games of various types?

Fantasy, because you can always draw the card you want with a magic trick.

Although the cards are just virtual illusions, what if someone can make the cards real one day?

"Captain, there are no traces of night elves in Darnassus yet."

Regarding the troll scout in front of her, Sylvanas asked: "Where are the elves?"

"Report, Great Chief, no activities of tree people or the like have been found."

Leaving the orc scout's back, Sylvanas asked, "Are they just going to give up this territory?"

"Queen, there is no sign of teleportation. Perhaps they have already retreated."

"Aren't they afraid that I'll burn down Teldrassil in my rage?!"

Sylvanas stepped on the stone slab with a hint of annoyance.

"Respected Chieftain, our goblin siege engines are ready to fire at any time!"

Picking up the goblin in front of her, Sylvanas threw him directly into the pool in the distance.

"what!"

Pfft!

"I'm asking you to exploit resources, not to destroy them!"

"Wind Walker, I..."

Grasping the Val'kyr's throat, Sylvanas said, "You have nothing to do here."

"You must know that you are loyal to me, not to the prisoners of the world of the dead."

"As you command, Queen."

"It seems that for now, we only need to defend the territory of the Eastern Kingdom, and the Alliance will inevitably weaken."

Standing high above Darnassus, Sylvanas looked down at the scenery below the World Tree and muttered to herself.

That illusory dream didn't kill her, but the hard-to-digest fruits of victory almost did.

The Horde occupied Teldrassil, but the Horde's front line had been widened by this war.

"If the elves aren't here, then are they in Nordrassil... or some other natural place?"

"Do you think she'll get angry and burn the tree?"

Lying on the invisible platform above Sylvanas' head, Jaina asked everyone around her.

"How?"

"Being delayed like this by us, I don't think Sylvanas would dare to do that."

Suddenly thinking that there was something wrong with her sister's brain, Tanred said, "The Kaldorei fleet is back."

"Once she does so, her exhausted army will be at the mercy of the main Kaldorei force."

"I just don't know why, even now, they haven't attacked."

"Look at this, everybody."

Being a good sister, I resisted the urge to punch my brother.

Jaina did what she does best - opening portals and real-time images from far away.

"Great Chief, I'm sorry we're late."

"Lor'themar, where have you been?"

"Great Chief, this is it."

……

"Malfurion, why don't we try to scout?"

"Tyrande, we don't have a good way to deal with Azerite weapons yet."

Turning around, Malfurion looked at the claw and said, "Friend, can you help me?"

"What, Archdruid?"

"Just as my brother and you did before, gather our compatriots and friends."

“We will always remember all of their names.”