Volume 10: Doomsday Storm Chapter 625: Finale: Alliance
Time and space flow and the universe changes.
One year before the Dark Portal opens - Lordaeron:
Arthas struggled to get up from the ground, his memory was extremely confused. He vaguely remembered that he seemed to be riding a horse, and then he fell, and then - no! He was clearly fighting the coalition forces in the Temple of Creation, and his eldest brother said something strange, and then his memory became a little fuzzy - what exactly happened?
Arthas rubbed his head, the pain in his body was unusually clear. The neighing of a horse made him turn around and look. He found that his beloved horse 'Invincible' was lying on the grass, whimpering in pain.
He instantly remembered the time when the scene before his eyes happened. It was when he was seven years old. He was riding 'Invincible' in the wild and accidentally fell off the horse while jumping over a trench. 'Invincible' also died in that incident. This was the first time he witnessed death, and it left him with an indelible shadow.
Could it be that he had returned to his childhood? He lowered his head and saw that his hands had become very tender, clearly the hands of a child.
He stood there for a moment, until a familiar voice came anxiously from behind him.
"Arthas, what happened? Are you okay?"
Arthas's whole body froze. He turned back in disbelief, and the moment he saw that man, tears immediately filled his eyes.
It was his father, King Terenas.
King Terenas ran a few steps to Arthas' side, looked at the dying warhorse Invincible on the ground, and Arthas who was covered in mud, and asked with concern: "Are you okay, Arthas? Squire, go find the priest."
"It's nothing, father. I just fell." Arthas said, and suddenly hugged King Terenas.
Terenas was a little surprised, and it took a long time for Arthas to break free from Terenas' arms.
He staggered towards Invincible. Terenas looked at him with some concern, then looked at the warhorse, "It's dying. Its neck is broken. It's beyond saving, Arthas. Give it a quick death. Sometimes you have to learn to give up."
"No, it's not time to give up yet, as long as there is a glimmer of hope." Arthas said. He watched his beloved horse's eyes change from confusion to determination, and squatted down as if he remembered something.
While stroking the horse's fur, he whispered to the dying horse: "Old friend, I won't let you die miserably this time. I will heal you. Holy light, I command you to heal this life in front of you!" A soft light suddenly emanated from Arthas's hands.
That is the power of Holy Light.
After a long adventure and battle, and after realizing the truth of power and the meaning of the void, he has come to understand that no matter it is ice or fire, holy light or the void, arcane or fel energy, they are essentially a kind of energy that can be used as long as a reasonable way is found.
The same is true for the Holy Light. As long as one can awaken the emotions in one's heart and have enough mental strength to control it, one can summon the Holy Light. He recalled the past when he and his eldest brother saved the world, and felt the joy of seeing his father again, and the power of the Holy Light was revealed.
He released that holy light onto the warhorse, and the pain in Invincible's eyes immediately began to fade.
"Oh my God, it's the holy light!" exclaimed the squire knight behind him.
Being able to summon holy light at the age of seven is simply a miracle!
Terenas also opened his mouth in surprise, but soon his expression turned into surprise. He was originally worried about whether Arthas could bear the burden of the kingdom, but now he was finally completely relieved.
In the blink of an eye, the injuries on Invincible's body healed quickly, and the broken cervical vertebra also gradually recovered. He jumped up from the ground.
He let out a spirited neigh.
"Hahahaha, you cured it, Arthas my child, you make me so proud."
"No, father." Arthas turned around with a calm face, "The moment that truly makes you proud has not yet come. Let's go back to the palace. There are still many things to do."
…
"Quick, charge forward and kill all those land people!" The Nagas made strange roars and jumped onto the deck of the warship in groups, fighting with the sailors.
"Jaina, hide in the cabin! Don't come out."
Admiral Daelin wielded his sword and chopped down the Nagas who rushed onto the ship.
Boom! A huge Naga commander leaped onto the deck, surrounded by the power of sea tides.
Dai Lin’s heart became heavy, and the next second—Arcane Torrent!
Boom! A powerful arcane energy blasted a big hole in the Naga Warlord's body.
Jaina floated into the air, arcane energy surrounding her, and magic blasted out like a storm. In an instant, the Naga army was reduced to ashes and wiped out.
"Haha, I didn't expect that Brother Aidan even preserved my eternal power." Feeling the surging magic power in her body, Jaina thought happily.
"Jaina?" Admiral Daelin looked at his daughter in horror.
He originally planned to take Jaina to Dalaran to learn magic on this voyage, but now it seems unnecessary...
The petite magical girl smiled sweetly, "Everything is alright, father. I am the daughter of the sea. Come on, father. The storm is coming! Let's go together."
…
Sunny Woodland:
Aegwynn walked slowly on the path in the woods. Not far away, the roof of a wooden house gradually appeared. Since entrusting the responsibility of guardian to Medivh, Aegwynn moved here and lived in seclusion.
A person lives in a wooden house in the forest, leading a peaceful and leisurely life.
However, Aegwynn always had a vague feeling of uneasiness in her heart, as if a shadow was covering her head, an indescribable feeling.
Soon he arrived in front of the wooden house where he lived alone, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
The magic seal she had cast on the door of the wooden house was unexpectedly lifted.
Aegwynn immediately took out her staff. She did not feel fear, but instead felt a little excited.
Well, the life of seclusion is boring, and it would be nice to have a few uninvited guests to kill time.
A wizard's hand opened the door, and the moment he rushed through the wooden door, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.
A group of acquaintances sat around her dining table, each drinking a cup of tea.
"Ah, Lady Aegwynn, you're back at last." The leader greeted warmly.
Aegwynn frowned. "Lothar? Llane? Why are you here? How do you know I live in this place?"
"Don't be surprised, Lady Aegwynn. I was the one who brought them here." A slightly immature voice came, and a calm and composed young man emerged from the shadows.
Aegwynn looked at the young man in front of her in surprise. "Who are you?"
"Varian Wrynn, he is my son." King Llane said helplessly. He was also confused about the magical powers of his son.
"Lady Aegwynn, I have something I want to discuss with you. It's about your son. Can we sit down and talk?"
"Medivh? What happened to him?" Aegwynn was a little surprised.
"He is possessed by a fragment of Sargeras' soul." Varian dropped the bombshell calmly.
"Impossible! Sargeras is dead, he—"
"You buried him in the Temple of Elune in the Broken Isles, right? But I'm afraid you think things are too simple. The Sargeras you defeated was just an incarnation of the Demon King. His true power is less than one tenth of his original body."
"How is this possible!" Aegwynn found it a little unbelievable. Defeating the Demon King has always been her proudest achievement. She had tried her best to barely defeat that horrible demon, and now she was told that it was just a clone?
"I'm afraid that's true. When Sargeras's clone was defeated, a fragment of his soul attached itself to you, and when you became pregnant and gave birth, it was transferred to Medivh. If no one stops him, he will bring great disaster to the world, and may even lead to the destruction of the entire Storm Kingdom."
A complex emotion appeared in Varian's eyes, and he suddenly smiled.
"But don't worry, with me here, none of this will happen again."
"You? What can a little kid do?"
"Haha, I didn't come here alone. Not only do I have my father and uncle to help me, I also found some good helpers. Look, they are here."
The sound of horse hooves was heard outside the wooden house. Aegwynn looked outside the door at the area. The Sword of Dawn, the Dark Night Mage, Jian Wuhen, Morgana... more than a dozen powerful men appeared one after another.
Varian looked at the people outside the cabin expectantly. This time, history would change completely.
