The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"He is Brother Tiezhou, the embodiment of the power of thunder."

Pointing to a typical fat man, Lord Stormsong enthusiastically introduced him to the distinguished guests behind him.

There are two thousand distinguished guests, but how could the Storm Temple not be able to accommodate them?

Look at the Stormsong Tidesages standing around...Stormsong Soldiers.

Their numbers far outnumbered the vastly larger group of distinguished guests, most of whom were unexpected guests of the Drustvar people.

As for Monk Tiezhou, he was of great stature and held lightning in his hands.

It looks extremely powerful and should not be underestimated.

But even if he has muscles...he is a macho man.

Varian, the tough guy among the guests, also had confidence that he could knock down the opponent with one move during the sneak attack.

"Hail, Lord Stormsong!"

The one who saluted was the captain of the security team who used thunder to ensure the safety of Kul Tiras ships...

It may not be accurate, but his faction is the one that Mogna is most familiar with.

Although his mother, Desuhil, appears to be a tide priest, she is...

A warrior who doesn't know Thunder but has mastered the Sea Tide faction...

A warrior who once majored in being a warrior.

"The Iron Boat monks have always been among our Tide Guardians and Tide Sages..."

"The faction that fought most fiercely, but the thunder was only the manifestation of the sea's wrath."

Praise, criticize, but the expression on Lord Stormsong's face,

In Mogna's opinion, it was undoubtedly a matter of great pride.

The appearance of the sea is actually a symbol of strength.

"This lady is Faye the Windcaller."

Lord Stormsong smiled softly at Senator Fay, who bowed slightly, and said, "She is my most capable assistant."

"Without the sea wind she called, it would be difficult for our ship to reach such a high speed."

If the Iron Boat monks are the ship's security, then Faye is the ship's power.

On an ordinary ship without an engine, manpower alone is not enough.

It is right to go with the flow, just as she is as changeable as the wind.

“You know, the wind is the gentleness of the sea.”

Putting his hands behind his back, Lord Stormsong chuckled at Jaina, who was pretending to be curious, and said, "On the sea, most of the normal sailing is smooth sailing."

"We in Kul Tiras rely on the wind, the gentle help of the mother ocean."

Windcaller Faye, Arthas and Jaina, this is the second time they have seen her.

However, this time, Faye's personality changes too much.

Looking at Jaina, she had a happy smile, while looking at Tanred, she had a disgusted sneer.

Take the example of the brother and sister, they just form a contrast.

As for Arthas and Mogna, they smiled calmly...

The smile while sipping tea?

When you look at someone and change your eyes, you are loyal and honest.

Compared to him, Brother Tiezhou looked like the complete opposite.

Although they have both aged a lot, their appearance has not changed much.

Just like blonde and white-haired Jaina, when wearing the same clothes, the base is the same.

"But, Lord Stormsong."

"Go ahead, I'm listening, curious child."

With doubt, Mo Ge Na said: "My Lord."

"I want to ask, what about the Abyss faction?"

"Oh?"

Holding his chin, Lord Stormsong said, "Do you want to know about this faction?"

"But, kid."

He raised his hand and pointed to the calm water and sea surrounding the temple.

Lord Stormsong said solemnly, "Like the abyss at the bottom of the sea where the sun never shines."

"The Abyss faction is very dangerous and can easily give rise to some lunatics in our eyes."

"To put it simply."

“He who knows the abyss is the one who cannot understand it.”

"They often only see the darkness of the ocean, but fail to see the bright side of the ocean."

Like a kind and qualified teacher, Lord Stormsong treats Morgana as a family member.

Again, to put it simply.

These distinguished guests, and the people of Stormsong Valley... the people of Kul Tiras.

At this moment, Lord Stormsong seemed to treat them as his own family.

However, Mogna looked at him as if he were looking at a poisonous snake.

It is true that his father, Pluto, was once a member of the Abyss faction.

However, his father's belief has always been to trust whoever is reliable.

If Holy Light is more reliable than the sea, then he might be able to create a Holy Light Sea Tide Sect.

And this kind of already deep in the abyss...

Seeing the hints in the eyes of Arthas and others, he understood.

Holy Light is omnipotent.

“The sea is our all-powerful mother, but it is her dark side that counts.”

"It's too dangerous for ordinary people."

"Except for the outstanding Tidesages, it is best for the Abyssal Faction to be sealed by the sea forever."

Patting Morgana on the shoulder, Lord Stormsong warned, "Therefore."

"Learning the introductory Sea Tide faction first is what a curious child like you should do."

Yes, the tenderness of Mother Ocean.

This is what beginners, the introductory apprentices of the Tidesage should learn.

Rather than being like this, a tidesage of the current period,

Everyone is more or less contaminated by it.

Some people don't even realize it.

But some of these people have adapted to it.

They are no different from ordinary people and are Brutus's secret agents in the main world.

Likewise, they are this world, and are...

The few Tidesages who are ostracized by their brothers and sisters and realize the danger.

Brother Allen, Brother Pike...

However, Brennadam and Arthas did not stop.

Their greatest gain was to recruit a group of people who adhered to their duties but had been sent to the sea to collect herbs.

After all, the town of Brennadam in Stormsong Valley is modeled after the town of Andorhal in Kul Tiras.

It is not only a granary, but also an area with convenient transportation.

"But, my lord."

Curious again, Mogna spread his arms and said, "Thunder."

"Be with me."

Rumble, thunder gathered in his hands.

"Kid, you're very talented."

Seeing that his "student" was so talented, the good "teacher" Lord Stormsong smiled.

He smiled meaningfully.

Stormsong who went astray. There is Stormsong who went astray!

Brannon Stormsong was enough for him.

However, this Stormsong is clearly more talented.

Despite his young age, he is already a master-level Tide Sage.

Legend... The Abyss is the end of the Tidesage, not...

As for water elementals, Tidesages can usually summon them at will.

Just like the mages, the water element is their...

I am just their servant, how can I communicate with them as an equal?

"The sea is with me."

Calling upon the gentle current of water to protect him, Mogna looked directly at his "father" without hesitation.

Although this father is not that father, they are positioned as one person.

"Lord Stormsong, you betrayed 'everything' I had."

"How can you...betray...whose child are you?"

A ferocious look suddenly flashed across his face, and as the child spoke,

Lord Stormsong showed an even more intimate tenderness than before.

"My father is Brutus Stormsong, and my mother is Dessuhil..."

“She was once a famous Kul Tiran ranger with no last name.”

"Brutus Stormsong?"

With a slight surprise, Lord Stormsong said, "I don't recall having such an alias?"

"Of course, I'm not your son."

"I am Morgana Stormsong, their proudest and most hated son."

The calm and quiet voice contained an extreme murderous intent...

The water flowing on Mogna's body turned into drops of water at this moment.

Like a rain of swords, they shot towards Lord Stormsong.

At this moment, even his right-hand men, Tiezhou and Fei, found it difficult to react in time.

However, this is not murderous intent, but a kind of excitement.

A shadowy stream flashed, and Lord Stormsong smiled and asked, "That's it?"

"Is this the sea without the abyss?"

"That's ridiculous, kid."

The sound of dripping water shocked the Stormsong army at the Temple of the Storm.

It looks as intimidating as a rain of swords, but it has no killing power at all.

Holding the seemingly harmless Riptide in his hand, Mogna smiled without saying a word.

Now, it's the legend's turn.

He is just a master, how can he defeat his "father" who is at a legendary level?

"Your Highnesses, and the distinguished guests from the Storm Temple."

Bowing gracefully, Lord Stormsong asked, "Are you going to meddle in the affairs of our Stormsong family?"

"You know, this is something that violates the taboos of the four major families."

"Even if Dai Lin were still alive, he wouldn't dare to..."

"How dare you, a traitor from Kul Tiras, speak ill of my father?!"

Her face was filled with rage, and Jaina tightened her grip on her frost staff.

Before she knew it, her staff was covered with frost.

It was just as cold as she was now.

"It is you, Jaina Proudmoore, who is the recognized traitor of Kul Tiras!"

Holding the Tidepope's Staff that appears out of thin air at any time, Lord Stormsong is no longer friendly.

"For the late Daelin Proudmoore, our Lord Admiral."

Pointing his staff forward, Lord Stormsong said, "For Kul Tiras!"

"Warriors of Stormsong Valley, kill this brave traitor who has come forth to be punished!"

Lord Stormsong was not annoyed with this acquaintance who possessed the power of the abyss. He just wanted to help her understand what the abyss was through the cruel reality.

"My fellow countrymen, evil always fails to conceal its evil nature!"

Jaina admitted frankly that she was brave, but she would not allow evil to slander her.

"For Kul Tiras!"

At this moment, both the people who were surrounding and the people who were surrounded shouted out this sentence.

To the Stormsong army at the Temple of the Storm, Lord Stormsong's words are kingly commands.

Even though they had no newly recruited grass-collecting teams, they were still fearless towards the three thousand righteous allies who came to conquer N'Zoth and free his trapped limbs.

Evil had appeared, so openly before their eyes.

Well, we can’t get used to it and pretend we never saw it.

"For Jaina!"

With wings of holy light flying, Arthas led the charge.

Arthas smashed the defensive monk away with a hammer, raised his hands and shouted: "Death, go with me!"

"Come, souls who have been cruelly abused by evil."

In an instant, countless wronged souls emerged from the seemingly holy Storm Temple.

Arthas will summon out any soul that has not been completely devoured by the shadow.

"Our revenge...it's time for us to take revenge on them!"

"Vent out your anger towards the perpetrators!"

"Today, we will fight violence with violence!"

"Roar!" (The undead respond to the summoner's scream)

"It's time... Look at my thunderous strike!"

In response to the scream, a Kul Tiran guard charged forward, wielding a halberd.

From the sky, thunder descended, which was much thicker than the one that the embarrassed Iron Boat monk was holding now.

However, he did not rush towards the solemn-looking Iron Boat Monk, but rushed towards the surrounding Storm Temple army.

Fighting against a large army is much more satisfying than fighting alone!

"It's now, Tanred!"

"Roger that!"

In an instant, Tanred did not move, and Varian came behind the Iron Boat Brother holding Salamaine.

"You are too weak, Brother."

Varian used the back of the artifact's sword to gather force and knock the Iron Boat monk unconscious, then he leaped up in one step.

"The Windcaller?"

"Ant Warrior, you just...how is it possible?"

Gently patting the surprised Faye's right arm, Tiffin smiled and said, "How about saying it again?"

Bang! Fei, who had lost consciousness, fell near Brother Tiezhou.

At this point, Lord Stormsong's right-hand men and left-hand men have all been defeated.

The two of them couldn't even last a minute before they were strengthened by Jaina...

The two of them were defeated by the well-prepared and strengthened Wrynn and his wife.

During this process, the couple simply borrowed a little bit of positive amplification magic from people of different professions.

"Tanred, now!"

Mogna shouted as he stepped forward quickly, holding the torrent halberd backward.

"Here I come, bro!"

His body burning with red rage, Tanred strode after his brother.

Facing Lord Stormsong, who had not yet become angry, the two brothers suddenly separated and attacked the Tide Pope of the Abyss Faction from the left and right.

At the same time, Jaina and others rushed into the crowd and fought with the army.

But there are not many powerful mages like her.

She twisted her arm and threw a punch.

"You guys came just in time!"

Using powerful violet magic, he punched hundreds of soldiers into the sky with a single punch, and they continued to fall into the sea of ​​the Storm Temple.

"what!"

"Tanred, Morgnar, Lord Stormsong, and me!"

With a roar, Roco stabbed Lord Stormsong in the chest with the Kul Tiran standard spear.

Since it is a family affair of the Stormsong family, the two of them cannot let their guard down.

You know, the three of them are three brothers who share weal and woe in the storm!

Although they are not brothers, they inherited their parents'...

No, this is just proof that the three of them are more like brothers!

"Three little masters, do you think you can defeat me by combining your strength?!"

Lord Stormsong couldn't help but feel angry as he deployed the purple-black torrent shield.

The legend over there didn't fight him, how dare these weaklings...

"I'm sorry, I thought you were easy to talk to now."

"what?!"

Working together with Uther to break the water shield, Arthas said: "But I don't want to see K'thir."

"At least, the Holy Light doesn't want you to become a Faceless Man in front of us!"

The shining holy light, at this moment, enveloped Lord Stormsong.

"Ah...Ahhhh!" (Painful sound)

"Now, before we go deeper into the temple, we must first eliminate these troops who are loyal to him alone!"

"understand!"