Menethil's Power

Chapter 566 Lordaeron is having a meeting again!

Of course, returning to the ancestors and joining the Creator Legion is not the only option. Uther's holy light cultivation is enough to make his soul immortal after death, and even exist as a heroic spirit. With the help of Isaacs, this possibility can almost be said is inevitable.

Heroic Spirit is something that Isaacs has been thinking about joining Tyr's belief system. He has experience in this aspect. After all, there is a ready-made template of Artoria, and the Valkyrie has successfully killed Lana Thiel and others in Quelza The elves of the Battle of Rath transformed into beings similar to themselves.It's just that no high-level paladin has died or died yet, so Isaacs has no chance to try it himself for the time being.

Maybe Uther would be happy to be like Thoradin the Great.

The lifespan of human beings is relatively short, but true superhumans will not be restricted in this respect, just like what a young lady in another universe who uses high technology to play with the Holy Light said: Heroes are immortal.

Dying in Azeroth is a complicated matter, and it's often not the end.

Perhaps the only difference is that returning to the ancestors and becoming a giant must be done before the body loses its function, and once the life is gone and the body is destroyed, then the only option is to transform into a heroic spirit.However, the considerations in this regard should be discussed after a while, and Uther is now strong and strong, and there is no sign of weakness.

"You said just now that the Burning Legion has returned?" Tirion asked immediately after the weapon conferring ceremony was over.

As one of the commanders of Lordaeron in the Battle of Quel'Thalas, Tirion was very impressed with those demons. There are some concepts, but when he thinks of the almost endless army of demons, he feels lingering fear.

I'm afraid that the whole of Azeroth will be easily torn apart when facing the whole Burning Legion.

"Yes, according to reliable sources, a huge portal has opened on the Broken Beach in the northwest of Kul Tiras. This portal is so huge that it can be confirmed that its stability is completely greater than the one in Quel'thas back then. "

The energy contained in the Sunwell itself is not particularly large. Tichondrius and Mannoroth need to pollute it before they can use it. Therefore, the Legion Gate opened in Quel'Thalas is not big. It is completely incomparable with the portal on the Well of Eternity ten thousand years ago.

But the one in the Tomb of Sargeras is different. It is the only legion gate that was opened ten thousand years ago but has not been closed or destroyed because it sank into the bottom of the sea. It has been stably connected to Aize Rath and a world conquered by the Burning Legion, which must have been hardened by demons for millennia.

Back then, Aegwynn sealed part of Sargeras' body with this portal. Although it temporarily solved the trouble, it also planted a huge disaster.

Of course, Tirion didn't know all this, but his face still changed suddenly, "Doesn't that mean..."

Isaacs knew what he was worried about. "That's right, both Archimonde and Kil'jaeden may descend through that portal... maybe even appear together."

Tirion suddenly felt his throat dry.

Uther's complexion also became extremely serious, "Although I did not personally participate in the battle of Quel'Thalas, according to the summary of the battle situation, the final battle was aimed at preventing the defiler Archimonde from completely descending, and he also paid a lot of money. A heavy price, and if two such existences suddenly appear, then the world will be in great trouble."

"All available power must be used." Tirion looked at Isaacs, "Your Highness, a new alliance summit should be held soon, right?"

"Yes." Isaacs nodded, "All the alliance monarchs have received the news through the transmission network, and they should have all set off by now, Uther, Tirion, I hope you can complete the overall plan before the summit begins." The mobilization and deployment work to ensure that the Knights of the Silver Hand and other main armies are in a state of readiness, especially the navy, I don't want to ask Drake for help even with the troop carrier."

"Never disgrace!"

"give it to me!"

The two paladins immediately promised.

Isaacs looked at Partress, "The church will give it to you, Liliana, I need you to gather the clergy from all over the world, and they need to fight against the Burning Legion."

Facing Isaacs' direct gaze, the girl had an invisible blush on her face, "I will do my best." She suddenly seemed a little hesitant, "But there are many respected elders in the church, if I come If you are in charge... His Highness should be fine if you come forward in person."

"Believe in yourself, Liliana." Isaacs smiled lightly, "No one in the entire church is more qualified than you, and I have other more important things."

Paltrace, who was affirmed by Isaacs, felt warm in her heart, "I will not let you down." She said with a firm attitude unique to girls.

"You never let me down." Isaacs smiled and wanted to touch her head, but he stopped suddenly when he raised his hand. He realized that he was no longer a teenager, but seeing Partress like a small animal With a look of hope, he could only smile helplessly, and dropped his hand.

Just like 13 years ago.

"Although the enemy is powerful, I believe that under the leadership of His Highness, we will surely win again." Tirion was still very good at observing his words, and it took him nearly a minute to get the topic back on track.

Based on the experience of working with Isaacs, he didn't see any anxious look on the Highness's face. Obviously, he was confident in dealing with the simultaneous arrival of two Burning Legion leaders.

However, Isaacs shook his head, "For the time being, I will not be the commander of the coalition forces this time."

"Then you are going?" Tirion looked a little surprised.

"This will be the largest and most extensive war in the history of thousands of years. As we gather our strength, the legion will do the same. We will obviously not have an advantage in this regard, so we should do something in advance."

"You want to directly raid the island where the legion portal is located?" Uther's eyes lit up.

"No." Isaacs shook his head.

In the original history, Varian and Vol'jin would use their lives to prove the consequences of rushing the Burning Legion without doing a good job in intelligence work.

Of course, if Isaacs let the Hyperion carry the Legion of God's Punishment and the Legion of the Creator to carry out airdrop landing, it might as well be able to penetrate the Tomb of Sargeras directly before the polluters and fraudsters come. After all, that super-era steel ship The battleship is considered complete, but it will inevitably cause heavy damage to Isaacs' direct line, and it is different from his established plan. Of course, he will not do such a thankless thing.

Letting the legion come again in advance is not just to solve this threat early, but he wants to use this to muddy the water.

"The Broken Beach where the portal is located is not a separate piece of land. There is also a large group of islands near it, called the Broken Islands." Isaacs explained: "The Burning Legion has a huge impact on all life and the environment. destructive, in order to prevent them from causing greater damage to this battered world, we must limit the scope of the battlefield and ensure that most of the battles are controlled within the Broken Isles. In order to achieve this goal, I must lead a team The armies set out at once, trying to gain as much home-court advantage as possible there before the Burning Legion spreads to the Broken Isles."

The summit will still be held, and the tribes and night elves in Kalimdor will even be notified that every race and force in Azeroth must contribute, but Isaacs himself does not want to grind his mouth in politics.

Throw everything away to Alsace, this younger brother who is about to inherit the throne should be fully utilized, he must accumulate experience, right?

A certain unscrupulous brother has no psychological burden on oppressing his brother.

After all the things that should be explained were explained, Uther, Tirion, and Partress resigned and left. Isaacs left the young priest to speak alone, but was suddenly taken aback.

He felt some kind of telepathy, a call, a call from nature.

When he was the only one left in this underground secret hall, Isaacs slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, what he saw was no longer masonry walls and bright yellow lights, but a sea of ​​emerald green.

He entered the Emerald Dream.

In this purely spiritual world, physical distance has no meaning, and soon, an elegant dryad appeared in front of Isaacs.

"It seems that the Cenarion Council has also received the news." Isaacs laughed.

"If you're talking about a demonic invasion, yes," Lunara said, her voice as lilting as ever.

Valshara, one of the main territories of the druids, is on the Broken Isles. Of course, they immediately discovered the Legion's return, and Lunara came to Isaacs for this, after all, she is now a Kado Ambassador for Ray and Cenarion.

After reaching some kind of covenant with the night elves, Lunara became the resident of Lordaeron's world tree Lordassil. She was very happy to accept this job, after all, Isaacs was her "friend".

"I wanted to inform you, but I didn't expect you to know. What is your news channel?" Lunara asked with her head tilted.

"You may not believe it, but a little blue dragon came to tell me what happened on the Broken Isles." Isaacs shrugged.

"Is it the blue dragon of Azsuna?" Lunara obviously knew the situation on the Broken Isles.

"Exactly."

Lunara didn't say anything more, "You must have made a decision now?" She asked Isaacs.

The human prince told her his plan.

"A very sensible decision, as expected of you, Isaacs." Lunara's eyes sparkled, "The druids of Val'sharah will do their best to help you."

Druids and demigods have no qualms about fighting the Burning Legion.

"Thank you very much." Isaacs nodded and smiled.

"Speak." Lunara looked at Isaacs with bright eyes, "I feel that you have become stronger again."

"Can you perceive this?" Isaacs was a little surprised. The dryad doesn't understand the way of the holy light, not to mention his aura is well hidden. How did she make a judgment, relying on the perception of the soul?

Facing Isaacs' astonishment, Lunara turned her head to the side, her face seemed to have a faint blush, but she didn't seem to see much, "I just... pay more attention to you."

Before Isaacs savored the meaning of this sentence, Lunara hurriedly said, as if trying to cover up the situation: "How are you going to go to the Broken Isles? We don't have much time..."

"Remember that ship?"

"Of course." Lunara was still very impressed with the steel floating warship that once cast a shadow over the orc city.

"The Hyperion is ready to go, and it can deploy two integrated legions to most places in Azeroth within half a day," Isaacs said.

This ability to transport troops should be unique in Azeroth. After all, no matter how clever a mage opens a portal, there is a limit on the number of portals.

"That's it." Lunara smiled, "I wanted to contact Valshara to try to open a stable dream portal for you, but it seems that I don't need to bother at all. Then," she turned around. Go, "I'll see you on the Broken Isles."

From the back, you can see Lunara's exquisite girlish curves. The dryad does not have the clothes in the human concept. Her body is covered with green lines that form strange patterns, which is wild and charming.

Isaacs couldn't help but take a second look.

But the Dryad didn't leave immediately, "Speaking of which," Lunara's voice suddenly became faint, "Since you left Moonglade last time, this is the first time we have met, obviously you invited me to stay in Los Angeles." Dashiell, to be so cold to my friend."

"Obviously we have contacted, but we haven't met, and besides, I have nothing to do and I am not suitable to go to Rodassil to find you." The corner of Isaacs' mouth raised a slight arc, "Unless, you think our relationship is not just friend."

Lunara's body froze, and the small deer's tail was raised straight up. Isaacs looked at the little thing with interest. He has now discovered that it is the mood sensor of the dryad.

"Where are you looking!" A slightly shy and angry voice came, Isaacs looked up and found that Lunara was looking sideways, the blush on her face was quite obvious.

"I'm just looking at your tail." Isaacs said subconsciously, but then realized, isn't it getting darker and darker?After all, under the tail is...

"Sure enough, just like what that little guy from Bright Wings said, you are a big pervert." Lunara spat lightly, jumped lightly, and ran away without looking back, leaving Isaacs behind, and gradually Disappeared in a piece of emerald green.

Isaacs rested her chin in her hand, judging from her tail, she didn't seem... angry?

interesting.

The emerald green faded, and Isaacs returned to the real world. For him now, entering and exiting the Emerald Dream is already very proficient.

He smiled slightly, and after changing a certain mentality, this proactive attitude seemed to be not bad, anyway, shyness and embarrassment would not be him.

(End of this chapter)