"What did I do?"

High above the clouds.

Guardian Aegwynn looked at the people from other worlds fighting in chaos below, and suddenly felt confused.

She should have been satisfied.

Because everything in this chaos below should have been what she wanted to see.

"Azeroth...Azeroth..."

"I should be in Azeroth."

"call……"

She took a deep breath and felt a dull pain in her abdomen.

She touched it there.

There is a big wound there.

Originally, with her ability, let alone such a small wound, even a large scar could be repaired by arcane magic.

Although healing and repair are not areas that arcana is good at, at her point, even arcana can be used to repair her body.

But this wound is different.

It is a wound caused by the claws of the evil god. It cannot be completely healed or cured.

When I think about the origin of the wound.

Aegwynn's slightly confused heart began to waver.

At this moment, a voice in my heart intervened at the right time:

"I was perfect."

"It's all him and that evil dagger that caused all of this."

"Destroy him, destroy that dagger."

"That way I can be perfect again!"

"Let this warlike people from another world become my blade of revenge!"

"More than just revenge. Let them serve as the lubricant that will unite Azeroth!"

"Azeroth has been in chaos for too many years!"

"It is precisely because of the internal chaos that outsiders are given the opportunity to take advantage of it!"

"If Azeroth is unified under one voice, the Burning Legion will have nothing to worry about! The Legion of the Ancient Gods is like a cloud!"

"Let the fire bring new life to Azeroth!"

"This is the guardian's new mission!"

"..."

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…

"What did I do?"

Different world, different people.

Almost at the same moment, the same words were spoken.

Eastern continent, south.

Kingdom of Storms.

Crown Prince Ryan's face was as pale as dead water.

Despair and regret occupied his heart, looking at the many destroyed villages and the flames and beacons burning everywhere.

Regret has never filled the heart of the human prince like this moment.

Less than a month.

It had been less than a month since he and his close friends returned to the kingdom in frustration from the jungle.

Trolls, lots of trolls.

There were so many trolls that it seemed as if the entire horizon was occupied.

They rushed out of the forest, roaring in a language that humans could not understand, and invaded human land ferociously and violently.

Even if they are prepared in advance, the numbers and morale do not prevail.

The human army is retreating steadily.

In just one month, the vast and fertile western wilderness was already filled with trolls.

The human farmers who have been cultivating this land for hundreds of years can only cry and pack up their few belongings.

With his wife and children, he cried to heaven and earth, with great hatred for the trolls.

With the rescue efforts of the Wang ** team, they withdrew from the fertile wilderness of the west.

Prepare to return to Elwynn Forest, which is relatively safe for now.

Crown Prince Lane rode a horse and led the royal team to escort and protect these farmers.

At this moment, he is riding on a horse and is constantly being thanked by human farmers.

"Thank you! Your Highness, it was you who allowed us to escape from the claws of those trolls."

"Great Crown Prince, great Ryan. We will definitely be able to return to this land, right?"

"Why are they going crazy? Your Highness, you must avenge us. This is our land!"

"Your Highness, please avenge me. My children, huh, huh... they were killed by those monsters!"

"..."

Crown Prince Ryan encouraged them one by one and showed a royal demeanor, saying that he would definitely repel the jungle trolls and regain the human land.

As calm as he appears on the surface, he feels guilty inside.

He believed that almost 90% of the responsibility for the human tragedy before his eyes lay with himself.

If...if.

If I hadn't followed the instigation of those nobles and killed the troll, all of this might not be possible now.

The regret that was barely suppressed rushed out like a poisonous snake, biting his heart.

Looking at the miserable people, Ryan would rather all this happened to him.

"Holy light!"

"May all this suffering be brought upon me. Don't let them suffer anymore..."

The crown prince sighed inwardly.

At this time, he heard the sound of hurried horse hooves, turned around and saw his friend Lothar running over on horseback.

Sir Lothar, who had always been high-spirited in the past, was not looking very good at the moment.

He looked very haggard and slovenly. This was partly due to the long hours of fighting and marching, and the other half was due to his inner self.

It’s not just Crown Prince Lane who is filled with regret, but also him who took the lead in instigating Lane.

"We need to speed up."

He ran to the crown prince and said in a somewhat impatient voice: "Another group of monsters are coming. The scouts said there are at least five thousand monsters! There are also hundreds of guys who can use evil spells!"

"Don't get up! Anduin, don't get up!" Ryan shouted. "Find a way to block them, give me another half day."

Sir Lothar glanced at the Crown Prince, who even had a hint of pleading in his eyes.

Lothar knew that His Highness the Prince was not begging him to protect him, but begging him to give the human subjects he was leading the retreat half a day longer.

Jazz gritted his teeth, pulled hard on the reins, and ran towards where he had just come.

"I will never let them come!" While shouting, the knight led hundreds of soldiers and ran towards the battlefield.

Crown Prince Ryan gritted his teeth.

"Everyone, hurry up and try to get back to Elwynn Forest before dark!"

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The world is round.

Time passes forward.

He will not stop because Tonatiu stops here and watches the fight between fish and humans with great interest.

The eyes and camera returned to the north of the eastern continent, to the Hillsbrad Hills area.
To be continued...