MTL - War Hymn of Warcraft [WOW]-Chapter 77 The end of time (2)

"That is to say, we have to gather twelve heroes this time to get through the end of time?" Nozdormu had a headache. You know, the bronze dragon is a family that will not easily owe favors to others. Then he summoned twelve heroes, which made his head big.

Since Garrosh was involved, Zhan Zhixing didn't dare to be ambiguous. After a little thought, these twelve people seemed to have some relationship with him, so he volunteered: "Well, the fallen Garrosh will be I will be in charge together with him, and I will also help you invite the other ten people."

"Bain and Kane must not refuse, so leave it to me." Thrall also woke up at some point, and nodded towards Zhan Zhixing.

"Forget it, that's it. I'm sorry to trouble you, Zhan Zhixing. The Bronze Dragon Clan owes you a big favor." Nozdormu was a little helpless, but it's better to attribute favors to one person than to owe twelve favors separately Much more, the big deal is that Nozdormu took some legendary items from the Web of Time to give him as compensation. "Of course, I will not forget your contribution, Your Excellency Thrall."

"It is our honor to serve for the protection of Azeroth." Zhan Zhixing and Thrall said almost in unison. Due to the rush of time, the two enjoyed a "VIP-level" treatment. The awakened Ysera personally located them, and the spell-weaver Malygos opened a series of portals for them.

Thrall went to find Kane and Baine, and dragged Garrosh over by the way, while Zhan Zhixing went to Dalaran to find the rest. Needless to say, Rhonin and Veresa, as the leaders of the Silver Covenant and the Kirin Tor, are generally in Dalaran; because of Veresa, Sylvanas also chose to settle in Dalaran some time ago Of course, Kael'thas, who is pursuing her, is also with her.

Without much effort, Zhan Zhixing found these people and explained the situation. These people owed Zhan Zhixing some favors, so they readily agreed.

But when he was in Darnassus, Zhan Zhixing really suffered a lot. The previous remarks in Darnassus Velen greatly offended the priestess of the moon goddess, and even the paladin Zhan Zhixing didn't like it. It was Jaina who ran to Tyrande to talk about it and took out the blessing of the World Tree Things, she agreed. But after all, it was about the safety of Azeroth, and Tyrande just wanted to make things difficult for Zhan Zhixing.

Returning to Mount Hyjal, Thrall, Kane, Baine, and Garrosh have been waiting here for a long time. Seeing that everyone had arrived, Nozdormu took twelve powerful mortals to the Cavern of Time, preparing to forcibly break the time blockade of Murozdor with the power of all the bronze dragons.

"Heroes, once you enter the Cavern of Time, I will have no way to help you again." Nozdormu's expression was a little solemn, and bronze dragons flew to his side one after another, "Our bronze dragons The giant dragon will use the power of the whole family to open the passage leading to the end of time, and you must destroy all the nodes that seal the path leading to the lair of Mnozdor in order to truly save this world."

"Understood, leave the rest to us." Zhan Zhixing stood with Garrosh and nodded solemnly.

Nozdormu took a few steps back. The high elf's lips protruded and turned into a giant bronze kiss. Not long after, a bronze dragon three to five times the size of other dragons appeared in front of everyone. in front of you.

"The rest is up to you, brave heroes."

Nozdormu's body bloomed with brilliant bright gold, turning into countless gravels and surrounding everyone. Under the leadership of Chromie, the rest of the bronze dragons, like Nozdormu, turned into the sands of time, trying to tear apart the world barriers laid down by Nozdormu.

The bright golden color became brighter and brighter, and everyone dared not open their eyes because of the light. When the surrounding environment darkened, everyone was already on a piece of scorched earth.

Countless twilight dragons hovered in the sky, and the fire on Deathwing's chest on Wyrmrest Temple in the distance was still alive. Six eternal beams of light shone on the land at the six edges of the world.

Here, is the end of all things—

The end of time!

"The six beams of light are the sealed lands. Each of us will go in groups of twelve." Zhan Zhixing bent down and grabbed a handful of the wasteland at the end of time. There are countless whitish colors in the land. Creature's ashes. The end of time, the end of time, everything here is more cruel than the doomsday novels I read when I was bored, and it can be called "the doomsday".

Except for Zhan Zhixing who has seen the end of time several times, everyone else was shocked by all this and stayed in place in a daze. However, Jaina and the other "guardians" in this world have been in a daze for a long time. After hearing Zhan Zhixing's words, Jaina reacted and pointed to the purple beam of light and said: "I can Feel, there is my same source of energy."

"That beige beam of light must belong to my domain?" Tyrande was wearing a battle armor and riding a white tiger that hadn't been used for a long time, looking heroic.

"Since you all have feelings, I don't need to say more, let's disperse, and we will gather here later." Zhan Zhixing nodded slightly, and then couldn't help telling, "Remember, those are all The real 'you', keep in mind that the best way to defeat them is to make them give up their plans to destroy the world psychologically."

Zhan Zhixing had already divided the group into groups before, and each "guardian" was accompanied by a person who would not appear in this time. The six "Guardians" scattered in all directions, walking towards their own power of the same origin.

Created by the broken timeline, living in seclusion at the end of the ruined time, as a member of the hourglass guardian, the leader of the Forgotten, the banshee queen Sylvanas Windrunner was invited by the mysterious person, with helpless Rest in wrath awaits. Walking this way were Kael'thas and Cirvanas. The two of them walked through the barren ruins and approached the gray-black beam of light.

"Sirvanas, that gray-black beam of light is your domain?" Kael'thas followed behind Sylvanas, his bright red robe seemed out of place in this barren land.

"I can feel her pain, the loss of everything she held dear, the restlessness, the torment. Now she will only pour out her dark rage on all the creatures that still live in this desolate wasteland of twisted time. Cirvanas looked solemnly, pointing to the gray-black field: "I can feel that the future me is far stronger than the present... Maybe I have already stepped into the status of a demigod. The two of us One has to be careful."

Compared to Kael'thas' red mage robe outlined with golden threads, Cirvanas' purple-black leather armor seemed very harmonious with the environment here. Kael'thas followed behind Cirvanas step by step, and couldn't help complaining about the leather armor on her body:

"Sylvanas, you see, I have had the royal tailor cut so many suits for you, and I have also made several suits of leather armor. Why do you keep wearing this suit? You wore it when you died. How unlucky it is to still wear it now."

Cirvanas suddenly stopped, turned back to Kael'thas and sneered: "You also know that I was wearing this when I died? My rangers and I sprayed blood for Quel'Thalas, and even sacrificed What were you doing when you were alive? Chasing that Jaina in Dalaran! Don’t think I don’t know, anyway, I was also the consul of Quel’Thalas at the time, and I still have my eyeliner in Dalaran.”

"Didn't we all agree not to mention that part of the matter, Cirvanas?" Kael'thas scratched his head, showing a little discomfort on his face.

Cirvanas pursed her lips, a little disdainful: "Hmph, didn't you all break up with me? This leather armor seems to be your parting gift, Your Majesty? Oh yes, I am no longer a high elf, and you are too. He is not my prince anymore, so I will not always obey your orders."

Hearing Cirvanas' mocking tone, Kael'thas expressed extreme helplessness. He grew up with the Windrunner family since he was a child. As the royal family of Quel'Thalas and the most important ranger family, Kael'thas' father has always used marriage to firmly tie the Windrunner family to the Sunstrider War. Thoughts on the car. Things were indeed as the king wished, childhood sweethearts made Cirvanas and Kael'thas secretly fond of each other, and they gradually came together.

It's a pity that people are not good enough for a young man. Kael'thas was in the second stage of middle school when he went to Dalaran. Although he admired the second sister of the windrunner, he didn't get along well. He drank to her, and finally even broke up in boredom. This period of history was also forcibly suppressed by the king. Windrunner's youngest sister, Veresa, was also the most unwilling one, and she never had a good look at Kael'thas. Later, the king couldn't bear Kael'thas's second-year illness, and threw him to Dalaran to sharpen.

Afterwards, our prince finally restrained his inclinations in secondary school a little, and began to pursue Jaina. But Jaina seems to have seen the essence of Kael'thas's secondary school, and switched to the embrace of Alsace. The sad Kael'thas was shocked by the great changes in Quel'Thalas, and when he finally remembered the kindness that Cirvanas had treated him, Cirvanas had already died.

Getting closer to the gray-black beam of light, Cirvanas looked a little more solemn, and walked into the beam of light with Kael'thas. Countless ghouls and skeleton soldiers rushed over, and Kael'thas cast a Pyroblast spell over them, and these low-level undead instantly turned into fly ash.

"It seems that your magic power is quite sufficient, are you free to play around?" Cirvanas squinted at him, and waved at the undead running from a distance, the group of undead stopped instantly and turned their heads. leave.

Even forgetting that Cirvanas is also an undead now, and has a strong control over the undead, Kael'thas scratched his head embarrassingly: "Protecting the lady is what I should do, isn't it..."

"It seems that Master Velen's spell is not bad, and it also has the effect of curing the secondary disease?" Cirvanas smacked his lips and continued to walk towards the center of the beam of light.

Can you not mention the dark history of the year, and you can’t play happily anymore. Kael’thas felt a little bit like crying, so he quickly changed the subject: “Did you hear a voice? It seems to be singing…”

"Shut up, I'm listening!" Cirvanas turned sideways, even walking on tiptoes. While listening, Cirvanas couldn't help but beat along:

"Anar'alah, Anar'alah, belore..."

"Sin'dorei, ei—" Kael'thas couldn't help humming along, he had heard Sylvanas and Alleria sing this song when he was a child. "The elegy of the Highborne, the sound is so familiar..."

Cirvanas seemed to understand something, she smiled indifferently, and strode forward:

"This is clearly my voice, how could you not be familiar with it?"

"Your voice, you mean the future you?" Kael'thas hurriedly followed, the music beside his ears getting louder.

"Shin'du, Fallahna, Sin'dorei, rei..."

Cirvanas summoned two banshees at random, and accompanied by her voice and the bursts of sound from afar, they sang together:

"Anar'Alah—Shin'du Sin'dorei, Shin'du—Fallahna, Sin'dorei..."

The voice in the distance was silent for a while, and after a long time, it sounded again like a sigh: "Anar'Alah Belore..."

"Sin'du, Sin'dorei, Shin'du—Fallahna—Sin'dorei..." Cirvanas hummed casually, walking in that direction with Kael'thas.

In the distance, on a piece of scorched earth, surrounded by ghouls, banshees, and skeletons, Cirvanas could already be seen. The attire is almost exactly the same as the current Cirvanas, the only difference is the disparity in power between the two.

After dismissing the banshees around him casually, Cirvanas walked forward alone, staring at this destined enemy.

The future Sylvanas is closing her eyes and singing the last verse of the song in harmony with her past self:

"Anar'Alah, Belore, Belore..."

She opened her eyes and looked at her past self who was looking at her from afar:

"You are here, Sylvanas..."

The author has something to say: Sylvanas: Kael'thas is an idiot, I've been wearing the parting gift he gave me for so long, and he hasn't understood yet!

Everything about the relationship between Sylvanas and Kael'thas is pure fiction~

↑The Elegy of the High Elves, please call the scumbag author Code Weakness Jun, I don’t know if I can get it. . .