Seeing this beautiful figure, Sylvanas was somewhat surprised, her expression was full of struggle, as if she was very unfamiliar with the sudden warm thoughts in her heart.

Hatred has taken over her heart. Of course, this cold-blooded and ruthless Banshee King will not allow such weak emotions to appear in her heart. But here comes her biological sisters, and the relationship between the three Windrunner sisters has always been

Very good. At this time, Sylvanas and Vereesa were not as deeply separated from each other as they would be in later generations due to the various actions of their second sister Sylvanas.

In this war that spanned the entire northern part of the Eastern Continent and involved many ethnic groups, families were torn apart, their relatives died, and their flesh and blood were separated. Some people even had to endure the death of their loved ones who were turned into zombies by natural disasters, and had to help them escape with their own hands.

pain of……

War is always frustrating.

When the Scourge invaded Quel'Thalas, Vereesa, who was engaged in diplomacy, was far away in Dalaran in the south. When she learned from Angmar that her second sister had been killed in battle, she regretted it beyond words.

First, their parents and youngest brother died at the hands of orcs, Alleria disappeared in the Outland, and Sylvanas died under the blade of Frostmourne. The misery of this generation of Windrunner's descendants is like that of countless others throughout the era.

The epitome of a broken family.

So when the sisters met, both parties were stunned. After receiving Angmar's letter, Vereesa hurriedly dragged Ronin to this place. She was full of expectations and saw Sylvana.

Si had turned into a ghost, and his eyes were soon covered with mist.

"elder sister!"

After a while, Vereesa called out, and ran up to hug Sylvanas like the wind. Her tears fell like broken beads one after another, "What happened? How did you... become like this?"

?”

Sylvanas's body trembled slightly, feeling the long-lost family affection. She could no longer hold back, and sighed quietly. All the coldness in her expression melted away, her red lips pressed tightly, and she gently patted the warmth.

Lesa's back felt comforted, "I...don't cry, my little moon."

…

"Master Luo Ning."

Angmar bowed respectfully to Luo Ning, the two looked at each other and left the forest together.

Time should be left for these sisters who have reunited after a long absence.

"What's going on?" As soon as he found a place to talk, Luo Ning grabbed Angmar and asked in confusion.

The letter could not explain one thing thoroughly, so Angmar had to explain it again. Of course, he concealed the truth about the power of the illusion, and only said that he followed the instructions and activated the spell left on the artifact.

Caused by.

"What? Resurrection? Time spell?" After hearing this, Luo Ning's eyes widened suddenly and he asked three questions in a row in disbelief.

Angmar nodded, pretending not to know: "Yes, there are thousands of dead people who have been resurrected. Judging from the process, I can't think of any power that can keep them intact except that time is reversed.

He stood up as before. But after completing all this, the energy in the Flame Strike was exhausted. Now the mages are working together to study this artifact, hoping to find the remaining model of the spell so as to understand its operating principle."

"This is really incredible. It seems that the magic knowledge possessed by the night elves in ancient times is far beyond our imagination... No, it should be an exception. There will never be too many people who know how to use this power. What makes me curious is,

Who was the man who forged Firestrike? He should have left a mark on history, but why do we know nothing about him?"

Ronin was like a scholar engaged in magic research in Dalaran, and his curiosity aroused.

Indeed, who is not curious about such knowledge? It is a mystery of time that is difficult for mortals to explore! You must know that after many years of development, the development of magic has long been perfected. For many years, people can only work within the existing scope.

Innovation, but it is difficult to reach new heights or make breakthroughs in magic theory.

This kind of special and transcendent knowledge is as precious to any mage as a golden mountain is to ordinary people. Once mastered, it will definitely bring about subversive changes to the existing magic system.

"Yes, some of the classics of our clan only have a few words about this person, and most of them are unclear. Maybe he has been lost in the long river of time. After all, ten thousand years have passed." Angmar said.

Luo Ning shook his head and sighed: "What a pity."

Later, he asked some questions about Sylvanas, and Angmar still attributed the reason to the "magical" Flame Strike, and at least he was fooled.

"What about you, Master Ronin? How are things going?" Angmar asked.

After leaving Silvermoon City in the past and bringing the good news of Kael'thas' whereabouts to the blood elves, Ronin began to work on opening a cross-world portal. He wanted to open up the teleport connecting Azeroth and Draenor.

To open the door, you need the help of a certain magic artifact. Otherwise, even if the coalition forces capture Dalaran, they will not be able to bring back the lost ones.

It can be seen that Luo Ning is very concerned about this matter. As early as the couple appeared here, Angmar discovered that their condition was not very good. It was obvious that they had not had a good rest for a long time.

It's no wonder that among the lost are not only Prince Kael'thas of the blood elves and a group of powerful men, but also three members of the six-member Kirin Tor council besides the prince, as well as Falstad, the great lord of the Wildhammer dwarves.

Wildhammers are important figures of all races, and their meaning is self-evident. It can be said that Ronin, who was sent back to Azeroth by everyone with all their strength, shoulders a very important responsibility.

What Angmar knew was that Ronin went to Tol Barad. After the Second War, it was used by Dalaran to imprison the most dangerous criminals. It was as important as the Violet Prison in later generations. There was a lot of magic.

The artifacts are located inside to strengthen the prison's defense. Luo Ning's purpose is these magical artifacts.

In addition, the couple also played a big role in asking for help. While searching for magic artifacts, they traveled among various countries. They originally believed that the coalition forces could not defeat the Scourge and the northern part of the continent would surely fall, so they refused to send troops.

The Kingdom of Kul Tiras, which had been helping, changed its mind and sent a large amount of military aid to the coalition, which was largely due to the Ronin couple.

"It's not optimistic. Tol Barad was also attacked by demons. Not only were some demons rescued, but all the magic artifacts were also missing. Now the place is in ruins, and few useful things have been found."

Ronin said worriedly, "It was not too difficult to open the portal originally, but the Eye of Kel'Laran was destroyed by self-explosion, and the Book of Medivh and the Skull of Gul'dan were stolen. We can only count on Prince Kael'thas's help."

That Moon Crystal, is it still in your hand?"

Angmar nodded and took out the emerald green moon crystal from his arms.

The function of the moon crystal is to guide magical energy. In terms of positioning function across worlds, the three crystals together are not as good as any of the three artifacts, not to mention that they have all been burned and their power is greatly reduced.

According to the assumptions of Prince Kael'thas and a group of Dalaran magic masters, even as far away as Azeroth, people here can use the natural induction between the three moon crystals to detect the general location of the Outland, and then

Open the portal. However, the possibility of success is very slim. In a short period of time, this is the best way they can think of.

Angmar's face looked a little solemn, and he also had no hope for this method.

After the destruction of Dalaran, the Burning Legion looted all the artifacts. The whereabouts of the Book of Medivh are unknown, and only the Skull of Gul'dan was taken to Felwood by the Dreadlord Tichondrius to corrupt the earth. He was later killed by Illidan.

After killing it, the skull was in its hands.

If you really can't open the portal, it's hard to say...

We still need to take a trip to Kalimdor. Be it the Book of Medivh or the Skull of Gul'dan, we must find one of them.

…

"Vereesa, to me, sacrifice is just a meaningless number. For the rest of my life, I will only live for one goal, and that is revenge. I will return all the suffering and torture I have suffered to Alsace.

!”

"Wait, where are you going?"

The sound of the two sisters talking could be heard in the distance. When Angmar and Ronin finished their conversation and returned to the woodland, Sylvanas had disappeared, leaving only Vereesa with tears on her face.

He stood there in a daze and said nothing.
Chapter completed!