Silvermoon City has returned to its former prosperity.

No, it is much more prosperous than before. This city, as bright as a pearl, was finally rebuilt not long ago.

Kael'thas stood on the balcony of the Tower of Sunfury, holding on to the railing and looking at the scene of the port. Even though he was several kilometers away, he could still feel the roar of people rushing towards him.

The port area is crowded with people, all the hotels are full, there is the noise of selling goods in the air, and there is also the aroma of gourmet food that makes saliva secretion rapidly.

The dock is full of ships, half of which are trading ships from all over the world, and the other half carry tourists. From time to time, you can see a beautiful tour guide waving a small flag, taking a whole group of tourists off the ship,

Step onto the footpath of the pier and head towards the pier area.

Since the peace of the world, Silvermoon City has become a famous tourist attraction in Azeroth. People want to see how beautiful the Eversong Forest is like spring all year round, and how disappointing the slow-paced luxurious life of the blood elves is.

People are intoxicated.

Although there are always some people who complain that the night elf relatives from Kalimdor and the Stormwind Kingdom people from the south have disturbed their pure life.

But this is the era of great convergence, isn’t it?

"Your Majesty, you are ready." An attendant entered the room and said respectfully to Kael'thas.

"Okay, I understand." King Kael'thas nodded, turned around and walked out.

That's right, king.

A month ago, Kael'thas succeeded to the throne and became another Sun King of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas and the Sunstrider Dynasty. The ceremony that day was really grand. Almost all known ethnic groups and countries in the world

leaders all attended the ceremony.

And of course, there's Angmar and his Time Watchers.

Although he once told his people that he would not inherit his father's throne, now that the evil has been eliminated and Quel'Thalas' great revenge has been avenged, a country cannot be without a king for a long time.

Kael'thas walked down the spiral staircase for a long time, and finally entered the high-rise teleportation room that was specially opened recently. He nodded to the mage on duty and put his left hand on the teleportation orb.

The magical mist that emerged swallowed him up, and when his vision became clear, the scene in front of him had been replaced by the magnificent interior space of the Sunwell Temple.

"Ah, Your Majesty, you are here. Please follow me." Magister Carlyle, who was promoted to the head of the Sunwell Temple, bowed to him and then led him outside.

While passing by the Sunwell, Kael'thas noticed that the magic contained in Quel'Thalas' vital source of arcane energy was a bit stronger than before.

He couldn't help but shake his head and smile, all thanks to Angmar's magic.

Angmar taught Lannathel a magic that can transform the dangerous power of space into arcane energy.

After the magic was transferred to the application level, the research team led by Lana Seer quickly set up a large number of energy extraction devices in the void storm area of ​​​​outer territory, and continuously extracted what was once considered the "power of the void" but was actually the power of space.

cosmic energy of force.

With the help of the extremely stable space channel he built, energy was continuously sent to the Sunwell Highlands and injected into the Sunwell to help it grow. Angmar said that given time, maybe tens of millions of years, maybe even more

It will take a long time, but one day, the Sunwell will become a source of magic far more powerful than the New Well of Eternity.

At the same time, the natural life energy contained in the sun well will also feed back to the Void Storm area through the space channel, slowly restoring the local ecology.

After walking out of the Sunwell Temple, the first thing that comes into view is the highland buildings extending into the distance. While Silvermoon City was being rebuilt, Quel'Thalas' former magic research center was also properly restored.

In just a few months, it regained its former glory. It was not just the blood elves who accomplished this feat, but also people from the Ere'Thalas, Narthalas regions and the city of Suramar.

Here come the night elves.

These people have escaped ten thousand years in advance, and on the basis of accepting the magical inheritance of the blue dragon clan that is the best in Azeroth and being better than the blue dragons, they have an arcane magic system that is several generations ahead of other mortal groups.

Relatives of the night elves have become the closest friends of the blood elves.

With their help, the magic level of the blood elves has increased rapidly at an unprecedented speed, almost every day. Today, the Sunwell Highlands has become the most famous magic holy place in the Eastern Continent, but what is different from the past is that it is open to the whole world.

Continent, open to the whole world.

Any foreigner with a clean resume who is interested in learning magic can come here by boat and learn the secrets of magic with the blood elf mage apprentices.

Turning a corner, as the perspective changed, the Prophet, originally hidden behind the tall buildings, finally appeared in the sky. It was still suspended in mid-air, with its holy and glorious hull flowing, shining under the sun.

.

Every time he saw it, Kael'thas couldn't help but sigh.

What kind of advanced civilization can create such a starship? A few months ago, it was precisely because of its existence that the war against the Scourge was so smooth. Needless to say, just the bow cannon was not

What the blood elves can only imagine.

Yes, several months have passed since the Northern Expedition.

In a hanging garden higher than the high ground, Kael'thas saw Angmar, smiled and stepped forward to greet him, hugging him heavily.

"How about them?"

Angmar replied: "I have already boarded the ship first. I will stay here waiting to say goodbye to His Majesty."

Kael'thas sighed after hearing this, let go of Angmar, led him to sit down by the flower bed, and asked in a sad tone: "When can I come back after leaving this time?"

Angmar shook his head, "Maybe in a year, maybe in ten years, this war is unprecedented. I can't say when exactly we will be able to repel the invading void forces."

He had already told Kael'thas about the relevant matters in detail.

Kael'thas was silent for a while, then asked, "How can I help you?"

Angmar smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you have done everything you should do."

Kael'thas looked into the distance.

The island of Quel'Danas is high in the south and low in the north. The Sunwell Highlands are built accordingly. The hanging garden where the two of them are located is located in the southeast area with the highest terrain. Looking north from here, you can enjoy the scenery of most of the island.

Close your eyes.

The magic research laboratory and magic academy with unified architectural styles extend to the end of the highland. There are at least hundreds of thousands of mages from all over the world, who are learning brand-new magic knowledge-the magic obtained from Suramar and the blue dragon.

Knowledge - there are even some mages who have been famous for a long time and have made great achievements in their respective fields.

In the future, these mages will become the mainstay in promoting the development of Azeroth and resisting evil.

Driven by the Time Watchers and the City of Suramar, the connection between the Eastern Kingdom and Kalimdor has never been closer. All races in the world have deepened their connection, developed steadily in exchanges, and exchanged what they have.

In the foreseeable future, Azeroth's future will be bright.

But Kael'thas still couldn't help but worry about Angmar, "You have done so much for us, but we can't give you anything in return."

"Your Highness, it's enough to let the people understand the need to fight against the void. They are not like you, and they are not like a ruler who stands high and sees far. Peace does make people slack off easily, but... having said that, it is also

It’s time for people to enjoy this hard-won peace. No matter what, there is still me at the end of the universe. Hundreds of years later, if the world is ready, I will reveal the truth of the universe to the world in time." An.

Gemma said gently.

After that, he suddenly thought of something interesting, and couldn't help but burst into laughter and said: "Your Highness is easy to call, but I'm still not used to calling you Your Majesty."

Kael'thas couldn't help but smile slightly, "You know, Angmar, you don't need to use honorifics to me, and you don't need to call me your majesty. You are no longer that little advisor."

"I would rather be a carefree consultant forever."

With that said, Angmar stood up, walked to the center of the garden, and waved to the Prophet in the sky.

"Goodbye, Your Highness."

"Goodbye, Angmar. I will take good care of your father and sister."

…

In the cabin of the Prophet, looking at the people waiting in front of him, Angmar took a deep breath.

Xal'atath and Azshara laid down their responsibilities as leaders of the Time Watchers, Elisande entrusted Thalyssra with the responsibility of leading Suramar City, and Onyxia no longer served as the Aspect Dragon.

There's Maiev, there's Lana'thel...

Many people will board this powerful space battleship with him and rush to the Bandinore Defense Line at the end of the universe to join the Holy Light Legion and participate in the battle against the void.

"Are you ready? Once I leave, I don't know when I will come back." Angmar asked.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded slowly.

"Okay, let's..."

"Let's set sail."

…

"Logosh!"

"Logosh!"

"Logosh!"

In the Dire Maul Arena, the audience was cheering for the new gladiatorial champion. This human fighter, who had just received the title of Ghost Wolf Lo'Gosh, raised his weapon high and saluted the audience who were cheering for him.

In front of him, lay three dying gladiators. In the battle just now, he was completely one against three, and his teammates barely even finished warming up before the battle ended. The slave owners and leaders in the stands

, still unable to recover from the earlier shock.

No one could have imagined that the finals only lasted less than three minutes.

This is the finals!

It would be fine if they were ordinary opponents. Their opponents were from Booty Bay, a winning team that had occupied the crown of Stranglethorn Vale Arena all year round. In terms of strength, they were the best among all gladiator teams, but facing "Lo'Gosh"

The team still ended up losing.
To be continued...