Enter World of Warcraft with Dark Skills

Chapter 259 Every grown-up child is free

N'Zoth had been dead for nine months, and the Alliance had finally recovered from the fatigue of the continuous war.

Mulgore, the main city of humans and the capital of the Alliance, is a city built on the top of a mountain.

Calia Menethil came out from behind the large desk and walked towards the tall figure standing by the window.

She gently raised one hand and placed it on the man's shoulder. Her white jade-like hand reflected a dazzling light in the sun.

"Are you leaving today?"

Taelan Fordring naturally took a step back, turned around and looked at the High King of the Alliance.

"Yes, Your Majesty. I will leave today. General Shandris Feathermoon and General Marlan are waiting for me."

"I heard that General Gavinrad has been losing his temper recently?"

Taelan Fording nodded:

“Yes, as the first generation of Paladin, punishing evil and fighting to protect his people is his pursuit.

He once told me that the best outcome for him would be to die on the battlefield defending his country."

Jia Liya said: "Except for your father, there are very few veterans in Lordaeron. Those who remain in their homeland can no longer keep up with the pace of the Alliance."

"Your Majesty, I would rather Uncle Gavinrad show up at the training ground. After a few years, when Maerlan, Liadrin, and Raynor have accumulated enough experience and merits, the older generation can retire."

"By then, Pamela, Bane, Emily and the others will be able to step forward and take over our burden."

"The mission of our generation is to fight and solve as many problems as possible. At the same time, we protect these children and give them a chance to grow up.

From generation to generation, it continues. This is inheritance.”

Jia Liya smiled and said, "You are a demigod, you will never grow old." She touched her fair cheek:

"Not like me. I can already feel the passage of time. I often recall the scene of moving carrots in the underground world. People were numb during that time, but life was simple. Every day was to take care of rabbits and then sleep."

It wasn't the years that passed. Taelan Fording turned off the purification aura. Fortunately, she didn't have any curses or difficult magic on her body.

"Your Majesty, I must take my leave. You must take care of yourself, get enough rest, drink plenty of hot water, and don't go to dangerous places. The hopes of the people of Lordaeron and East Wilder rest on you."

"The royal family is still waiting for you to have children."

Jia Liya shook her head: "You are the one who should be careful about your safety. This time you will face the most powerful ancient god."

Taelan Fording smiled and did not explain much to His Majesty. He touched his chest in greeting. Then he turned into a little holy light and disappeared.

Jialiya sighed softly. If only she had met him earlier...

Jaina wrinkled her nose, then felt relieved.

"Let's go. Destination Ratchet!"

Now Ratchet City has become a large military camp again, but this time, only elite troops have been assembled.

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly, and the June wind blew across the land.

The newly built platform was filled with generals of the alliance.

Marlan raised his hand to give instructions, and the horn sounded. Tyran Fordring, Jaina, Shandris Feathermoon, and Cairne Bloodhoof walked up to the platform.

“Soldiers of the Alliance! The expedition is about to begin, and our goal is Northrend. This time our enemy is the last Old God, Yogg-Saron. Only by destroying him can our Titans awaken, our world gain peace, and our children live a happy life!
Let's go, for Azeroth!"

Upon hearing the order, Tandre immediately ordered the fleet to dock one by one and wait for the soldiers to board.

Watching the well-equipped soldiers boarding the transport ship, Tyran Fording said:

"Rhonin! Be ready. When we reach the Storm Peaks, we will summon you."

Luo Ning still had that stubborn red hair.

"Understood, my old friend. Six archmages will be on standby at Jaina's tower."

As Taelan Fordring used Naxxramas as his personal fortress, Jaina replaced Kel'Thuzad as the administrator of Naxxramas. She moved her mage tower to this strange flying fortress.

The long sea voyage was very tiring. Fortunately, there was someone to accompany him, so Taelan Fording would not feel lonely.

After landing in the Borean Tundra, the Alliance troops did not stop, but hurried forward. Their goal was the Dragonbone Wasteland. They wanted to establish a base in the Dragonsleep Temple and set up a portal.

Among these people, Keristrasza was the happiest. The dragon race was a bit like the people that Tyran Fordring had lived on Blue Star. They believed in returning to their roots. Every dragon would return to the Dragonbone Wasteland at the end of its life.

Keristrasza hadn't been home for a long time. Since she came of age, she had been fighting with her former teammates. Then, like Mylinthra, she served as a liaison. She had been stationed in the Barrens for many years. This was her first time home.

The current Dragon Sleep Temple is far from being comparable to the original time and space. From afar, you can see a large number of dragons patrolling in the sky, with the most red dragons, followed by green dragons, and relatively few blue dragons.

Stellagosa said: "I'm finally back. When I was sent to Mount Hyjal, I thought I would never come back."

Keristrasza looked at the newly-adult dragons patrolling around Wyrmrest Temple and said, “Not only has our race recovered, it has also grown stronger.

Back then, when the Queen brought the elders, Master Krasus, and Telestaraz back to Wyrmrest Temple, I was the only one guarding the Ruby Temple. At that time, I had just come of age, staying alone in a huge empty room, sleeping all day.

We barely have the five dragons needed to open our home."

She seems to be talking a lot today. : "In the blink of an eye, Rheastrasza and the others have grown up. We can form the Red Dragon Legion again."

Stellagosa also said: "We were even more miserable. There were only three or five dragons at the time, and His Majesty was still crazy. He was either thinking about banning mortals from using magic or talking nonsense and wanting to duel with Deathwing."

At this time, a giant yellow dragon flew over:
"Terestrasz let us go home and reunite with our families."

This yellow dragon was Chromie. Looking at the majestic and tall Wyrmslumber Temple and the dragons flying in the sky, it felt a little relieved and a little sad.

The sky was full of dragons, but there were few bronze dragons left. The few that existed were those that she and the queen had found all over the world. Except for her, they no longer had any adult dragons. The remaining compatriots regarded her as a traitor, and they even left Tanaris without informing her.

The only good news is that he can connect to the World Tree and master the power of the domain. This ability to speed up himself and slow down others allows him to pass through any barrier, greatly improving his survivability.

The five-color dragon army has become a four-color dragon army. There are no black dragons here anymore. The prophecy of that year has become a joke. The blue dragon king is still alive and well, but Deathwing, who was predicted to destroy the world, is dead. The owner of the prophecy can't come back.

But why didn't anyone predict that His Majesty Malygos would stay in the Emerald Dream?

Dragon Sleep Temple.

"Tomorrow, we will split into two groups. The dragons of the Dragon Legion and the Alliance Command will attack Ulduar directly. All the remaining forces will seize Crystalsong Forest and pin all the forces of the Scourge there." The Red Dragon Queen turned her head and glanced at Tyran Fordring. He has completed his transformation, both physically and mentally. He is now a genuine demigod of the Force. The Son of the World of Azeroth. The Guardian Knight of the Titans. The true leader of the Dragon Legion.

After tens of thousands of years, he finally survived the arduous expedition alone. Although it did not meet the Titans' expectations, the children had to grow up and leave their original home. They had their own way to go.

She looked across at Stellagosa, "Where's Malygos?"

Stellagosa purred her lips. "Your Majesty is in the Emerald Dream."

There was a burst of good-natured laughter all around.

The queen said angrily: "Inform him that he will be needed with the Focusing Iris to open the gates of Ulduar tomorrow. The energy supply of Naxxramas depends entirely on him."

Stellagosa nodded quickly and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Taelan Fording continued, "Janna, has Prince Brian Bronzebeard's archaeological team returned?"

Jaina nodded, "They are back. They suffered heavy losses. Dozens of them died in the Lightning Hall. Loken's men attacked them directly."

Taelan Fording said: "The first task tomorrow is to seal the Hall of Valor. Then we will go to the Lightning Hall. I want to have a good talk with Loken."

"Our Titan demands an explanation."

Ysera was silent for a moment, then said, "Don't we really need to rescue Odin and use his power?"

Alexstrasza said: "Have you forgotten why he built the Hall of Valor? He looked down on us. He believed that weak mortals were not qualified to accept the responsibility of protecting the world."

Taelan Fording said: "There is no need for us to ask it. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and we are still alive and well without it. Today, it is the weak one."

Stellagosa looked at Telestraz with stars in her eyes. This is what a dragon king should say.

Jaina looked at him worriedly. With each victory, his confidence grew stronger and stronger, and he became more and more cruel. After killing the ancient god N'Zoth, a Titan Watcher became a weakling in his eyes.

His divinity was getting stronger and his humanity was getting weaker. But she would rather believe that it was Xal'atath's fault.

My Taylan wouldn't be like that.

the next day.

Odin has not escaped yet, and his Hall of Valor has not risen into the sky. It is just east of Ulduar. It and the Lightning Hall guard the magnificent Titan Laboratory from the east and west.

Taelan Fordring activated Sanctuary and Holy Freeze Aura.

With a "snap" sound, all the surface buildings in Ulduar were frozen by crystal clear thin ice.

"Jenna, Kyle, teacher, let's start!"

Malfurion did not speak. He was increasingly worried about the prophecy in the Druid Temple. But he could not say anything. He should just follow his plan. There was no need to get entangled with the God King who he did not understand.

With the death of N'Zoth, the expedition to Northrend began. He became more and more uneasy, there were too many strange things here. But who could believe his prophecy?

He raised the Staff of Cenarius and chanted a spell with several high elf mages around him. A tough net formed in the air. It slowly moved towards the Hall of Valor.

This seal comes from the blessed codex of Taelan Fordring, which is recorded on the latest pages. Malfurion knows that this seal comes from an ancient Titan. It is a permanent seal. Once sealed, unless the Titan of Azeroth stops charging the magic circle, Odin will be imprisoned forever.

As soon as the magic circle approached the Hall of Heroes, a rumbling thunder was heard from inside. It was obvious that the God King knew that a deadly danger was coming.

A powerful holy light shone out from the Hall of Heroes. Apparently, the original seal had loosened and it was about to break free.

But there is an idiom called "fail at the last moment". Many things often change at the last minute, and when things are changing, they are at their most vulnerable.

Taelan Fording opened his arms. A transparent light curtain protected all the great wizards who cast spells. Then he clenched his hands tightly. A powerful holy light lightning fell from the sky, and it collided with the holy light in the Hall of Valor in mid-air. Then it caused a huge explosion. Countless holy light bombs exploded, destroying some of the ancillary buildings of the Hall of Valor. A divine storm that was about to erupt was eliminated.

Prince Kael'thas was surprised to find that these inconspicuous holy light bullets seemed to be more powerful than the Fist of Heaven itself.

As several meteorites hit the walls of Valhalla, the building fell silent.

Snap! The big net enveloped the entire Hall of Heroes.

Jaina took a breath and said, "Taelan, the seal is complete."

At this time, the shadow of the World Tree appeared behind Ysera, and two huge blue dragons slid out from the emerald light.

The larger dragon was surrounded by a treasure that emitted arcane light. Before it fell, it flew around the beautiful female blue dragon.

Stellagosa covered her eyes with her hands. Your Majesty, this is too much!

When everyone set out and headed towards the Lightning Hall, the door of the Lightning Hall had already opened, and four tall and mighty giants rushed out with all their men.

It was just like the plan of the staff team. Seeing Odin was completely sealed, Loken could not sit still. No matter how powerful the wisdom is, it needs the support of strength. The power that wisdom can carry is limited. Loken now seems to be aggressive, but in fact he has fallen into a desperate situation.

As Archaeologist Brian dug into Ulduar, he unearthed a precious diary. In the diary, Loken confessed and recorded his perfect plan in full.

Originally, it would not care about a small expedition team, even if a large army of mortals approached. Even the appearance of the guardian dragon did not scare it.

But with the arrival of a powerful demigod, the situation took a turn for the worse. That person was so perfect that he carried the flavor of the new world. He was the same person as his creator. The six forces flowed harmoniously between his body and the Origin Code.

However, the development of the matter stunned him. This group of cunning mortals did not continue to dig for treasure in Ulduar. Instead, they went to Odin's Hall of Valor. Then he saw the powerful Odin use the sacred storm.

This was the first time in ten thousand years that he had hoped that Odin would win. Unfortunately, it was still useless. It lost. It was sealed forever.

I must not stay in the Lightning Hall. That would make me like Odin. I must not stay in prison forever.

A tall Titan, a tiny human. One of them is the Titan Guardian, the King of Wisdom, and the other is the Guardian Knight of Azeroth, the Nephalem.

"Mortals, you are the products of degradation. How dare you come before the Creator."

He glanced at the unique energies of the Blue Dragon King and the Dream Dragon and said, "I didn't expect Odin to be right. You big lizards have gone against the will of the Titans. I shouldn't have agreed to bless you in the first place."

The wings of holy light behind Tyran Fording continued to spread in the void. The shelter enveloped the entire Lightning Hall.

He has no time to play tricks with Loken. There is another powerful enemy waiting for him.

“Thank you Pantheon Titans for everything they have done for Azeroth. They are like parents, and young Azeroth is like a child. But children must grow up, and they have their own paths to follow. No one can deprive them of their freedom.”

"Loken, your plot has been exposed. You have betrayed the duty entrusted to you by the Titans. It is time to pay the price."

(End of this chapter)