Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 476, Part 15. Deathwing? Hmph, I'll make sure it never returns! - Bonus Chapter [15]

(Bonus chapter for "ASSASSINZZC" [1/5])
Despite all the signs that a storm was brewing, the next few days were surprisingly calm, and everyone went about their business as usual. Before long, Kael'thas's wedding day arrived.

Inside the Windrunner's Tower, the Ranger General's three daughters are fully armed and ready to set off.

The eldest sister, the second sister, and the third sister who has returned from a long journey will all lead the rangers to Silvermoon City today as part of the security force.

Logically speaking, Silvermoon City is not lacking in security. Phoenix Guardian Farodis even transferred some of the Sunwell's defensive forces into the city. However, it is said that the order to mobilize the rangers was personally given by the Sun King a few days ago.

In short, it was indeed a bit of a regret for the three sisters that they couldn't wear beautiful wedding dresses to be bridesmaids for Lana Serre today.

In this timeline, the Windrunner family and Lana'thel's family are related, but unlike his three older sisters who are fully armed, his younger brother Lilas is dressed up in finery today.

This handsome young man with long golden hair was dressed in a bard's robe, carrying an elegant and gorgeous golden zither. He had even tidied his long hair, as he was going to perform for the newlyweds today.

“You three rushed out without even eating anything. Come on! Take the lunchboxes your father prepared for his daughters.”

Outside Windrunner's Tower, the three sisters' father rushed out, still wearing an apron. He packed three carefully prepared pies and tea into his pack and gave them to his three daughters, while also nagging them to be careful.

This left the three sisters feeling very helpless.

I heard that my father was a very dashing and carefree bard when he was young. He traveled all over the world and even went to the legendary Dragon's Rest Tower to play for the Red Dragon Queen. How come he has become so nagging as he gets older?
"You should also hurry up and get ready."

Vereesa Windrunner, carrying her silver warbow, called out to her father:

"Aren't you the conductor of the court orchestra today?"

"It's alright, my little moon. By the time we musicians go on stage, it will be evening before the ceremony begins. We'll have plenty of time to practice."

The Windrunner's "son-in-law" father waved his hand and said:

“Take Lilas into the city first, and leave your brother in the palace. My students will look after him. I also need to prepare lunch for your mother and take it with me. She has been on duty in the city for several days now and hasn’t even come home to visit.”

"Uh, be careful she might pull your ear if you say bad things about your mother."

Vereesa complained:

"And I heard that the Blue Dragon Legion also sent an envoy. Maybe it's your... cough cough... alright, alright, I won't say anymore. Be careful at home alone."

We're leaving now.

The three sisters, along with their younger brother, jumped onto the armored dragon eagle and flew towards Silvermoon City along the coastline.

Windrunner's Tower is quite a distance from Silvermoon City, and it will take several hours to fly there. However, the three sisters need to meet up with their respective ranger units near Sunnywind Village, so they will arrive later.

The Windrunner dad, who had completely transformed into a "stay-at-home dad," looked helpless. After waving goodbye to his four children at the door, he returned home and continued working in the kitchen.

The Ranger General has been on duty for a long time and needs a "love lunch" to cheer her up.

Not long after, he heard a knock on the door, went to open it in surprise, and was astonished to see a long-haired half-elf beauty in a blue dress standing in the doorway.

The latter looked at him with a subtle and complex gaze, her eyes filled with resentment.

"hiss"

Old Man Windrunner gasped, took a few steps back, and said somewhat flusteredly:

"Eldragosa, um...long time no see!"

"Look at the flour in your hands! Is this what you do in Windrunner's Tower? That wildling woman Lilesa makes you, the 'world's best musician,' cook and babysit for her? Is this the life you're supposed to live?"

Lady Blue Dragon strode forward, grabbed Old Man Windrunner by the shoulder and slammed him against the wall with a bang, then delivered a domineering "Dragon Kiss" that left the old elf completely mesmerized.

"follow me."

Blue Dragon whispered passionately in his ear:

Let's fly away together!
Anyway, I think the Blue Dragonflight is probably going to fall apart soon. The young Blue Dragons are all discussing the Soul of the World in private. The Spellweavers, Frostbinders, and Icebreakers don't care at all. Maybe they're wavering in their hearts too.

I've already found the right connections!
Little Star introduced me to Ms. Dina, a real estate businesswoman in Draenor. Through her connections, I bought us a piece of land in Nagrand. We'll live there permanently, build a grassland estate, and spend the rest of our lives like a poet.

"Stop messing around! We're past that carefree age."

While Windrunner wouldn't refuse to meet with his old flame occasionally and reminisce about the past, he simply couldn't bring himself to "abandon his wife and children."

Now, all he could do was put on a bitter face and, in a weathered tone, sadly tell his old lover:

"I'll definitely find a chance to visit you in the Nexus later, okay? You're an envoy of the Blue Dragonflight today, doing something like this will definitely anger the Spellweavers. Be good, you're not such an irresponsible Blue Dragon."

"Tch, coward."

Eldragosa pursed his lips, grabbed Windrunner, and climbed up the tower.

She kicked open General Lylesa Windrunner's bedroom door, intending to do something "exciting" with her old lover there.

Just as he opened General Lireza's wardrobe, about to comment on the conservative ranger general's terrible fashion sense, a loud bang rang out from not far away, and the entire Windrunner's Tower shook.

"what happened?"

The enraged Blue Dragon looked around, still confused about what was happening. But Windrunner, a man who had served as a ranger-general for so many years, pushed open the window and glanced at the explosion. He immediately turned back in shock and shouted to his Blue Dragon lover:

"Oh no! The runestone of Reno's Bantiel barrier has been destroyed! An enemy has invaded Quel'Thalas! Quick, take me to the top of the tower, I need to sound the alarm!"

Before he could finish speaking, another violent explosion occurred.

The second runestone was also destroyed.

The blue dragon, who was in heat, calmed down and, without saying a word, jumped out of the window with his old lover and went to the top of the tower.

There is a magic bell here. Once rung, it will alert all the ranger camps in Quel'Thalas. The reason the bell is placed here is that the Windrunner family has been ranger generals for generations, and protecting the country is their mission.

"The third runestone is about to explode. The magic is completely out of control, get down!"

Eldragosa pounced, pinning her old lover, who was about to ring the bell, to the ground. In the next instant, a headhunter's battle axe flew through the air, almost grazing the blue dragon's head.

Old Man Windrunner looked up and saw a large number of Amani trolls riding dragonhawks falling from the sky, while even larger and more awe-inspiring creatures flew past at high speed in the clouds.

"Black dragon?"

Ms. Blue Dragon's eyes widened, but then she sensed that extraordinary energy surge, and her blood ran cold.

"Not a black dragon! It's a Twilight Dragon, damn it! Deathwing really created that monster—one, two, seven in total! My God, these guys only need one Twilight Volley to destroy half of Silvermoon City."

"clang"

Windranger, braving the trolls' constant flying axes, rushed forward to sound the alarm.

At this moment, he really didn't seem like a weak bard.

Perhaps it was living with his wife, who was a soldier, for so many years that taught that once carefree and unrestrained spirit courage.

Amidst the constant barrage of weapons, he gritted his teeth, his face contorted with rage, and continued to ring the alarm bell.

He wasn't dashing at all; in fact, he looked rather down and out.

He must have been terrified, but he persisted until the alarm bells echoed throughout Quel'Thalas before stopping his convulsing fingers and sitting down, panting, on the wrecked rooftop.

But after the blue dragon transformed into its dragon form and used a deep breath to freeze all the surrounding troll headhunters to their deaths, Eldragosa nuzzled his massive head against Windrunner's father.

she says:

"I must be crazy. I came here today intending to spend one last tender moment with you before saying goodbye forever. I guessed you wouldn't have the guts to come with me."

But do you know?
I suddenly understood the Frostbinder's assessment of men.

She said that outstanding males are like fine wine, becoming more mellow and fragrant with age.

Damn!

I've fallen in love with you again.

Come aboard, my knight, I'll take you to Silvermoon City!
I'll tell Lilesa Windrunner, I won't abandon you, well, that's the blue dragon's vow of love.

Faced with Eldragosa's confession, even Windrunner, who had just survived a life-or-death ordeal, fell into the "suspension bridge effect." He reached out to stroke his old lover's smooth and majestic scales, about to say a few sweet words, but then his eyes widened, he pointed to the sky behind him, and stammered:
"Then what is that?"

"Ok?"

As the enormous and terrifying shadow fell from the sky, the blue dragon turned around in surprise.

The next second, Eldragosa transformed into human form with a whoosh.

She didn't dare linger for even a second, and with her Windrunner father, she used a super teleportation spell to leap away from Quel'Thalas. Then, a deluge of shadow flames fell from the sky, instantly burning Windrunner's Tower and the entire surrounding military camp to ashes.

The man, General Windrunner, had a glimmer of light in his eyes. In the midst of an unbearable urge to vomit, he and Eldragosa landed together in the icy Nexus.

Before he could even catch his breath, his blue dragon lover beside him used all her lung capacity to shout through the Nexus like a megaphone:

"Help! Help! Deathwing has appeared! He's in Quel'Thalas! Quick, call the Spellweaver! Deathwing is going to destroy the elven kingdom! Go save them!"

Meanwhile, in Silvermoon City, all the elves were in a state of panic. Prince Kael'thas and his wife were supposed to ride around the city in a carriage today, receiving the people's salutes and cheers. Young girls and women had prepared fresh flower petals a day in advance, while the men, dressed in respectable clothes, waited outside.

But the sounding of the alarm bells completely disrupted everything.

Fortunately, the Sun King had previously ordered increased security, and this order, issued to prevent that damned "Supreme Thief King" from appearing, proved to be surprisingly effective in this critical moment.

General Lireza, who was in charge of the city's defense, had enough manpower available. In addition, almost all the mages in the kingdom were gathered in the city. Therefore, a dozen minutes after the alarm sounded, the energy of the Sunwell began to converge on several runestone nodes around Silvermoon City, causing a huge defensive barrier to rise above the city.

Security forces along the streets issued orders, instructing the elven civilians to move to more sturdy buildings, while mages entered mage towers throughout the city, using their abundant magic to prepare for battle.

The wandering general has now received the information sent back from the forward outpost.

She knew that today the main attack would be launched by the all-out attack of the Amani trolls, but a large number of flying dragonborn were led by black dragons, and some mysterious and dangerous dragons provided them with magical firepower support.

It's not surprising that the trolls came to attack.

The feud between the Quel'dorei and Amani trolls has lasted for seven thousand years, and it's not surprising that trolls would do anything out of hatred. But the appearance of the black dragon and the dragonborn has revealed who orchestrated this whole affair.

"Aurelia!"

General Lereza gritted her teeth and smashed the table in the command post.

She forced out the murderous words through clenched teeth, saying to her eldest daughter:

"Lead a squad of Phoenix Guards to the palace! Arrest Terenas Menethil and all his followers! The Kingdom of Lordaeron has launched a vile attack on Quel'Thalas; the human king has gone mad."

"As you command, mother."

Alleria Windrunner took the family heirloom bow from her mother and rushed out. Her second daughter, Sylvanas, stayed in the city to command, while her youngest daughter, Vereesa, remained by her mother's side, whispering somewhat uneasily:

"The trolls infiltrated from the direction of Windrunner's Tower. Mother, Father is still at home; he said he'd make you lunch."

"Now is not the time to talk about this."

The wandering general's fingers clenched tightly, making a clicking sound. Suppressing the overwhelming pain of her broken heart, she said in a hoarse voice:

Go back to your post!

"Yes."

Vereesa gritted her teeth, grabbed her warbow, and charged out of the command post. But the moment she left the tower, she heard countless terrified screams.

She looked up and saw the terrifying figure, enveloped in lava dragon fire, flying overhead.

Wherever Deathwing went, heavenly fire rained down. Even without the destroyer launching an attack, the scattered shadow flames were enough to incinerate any weaker creatures. In Vereesa's eyes, the entire city sky was covered in dark flames.

It was as if the entire sky had caught fire.

"Oh my god."

Veresa, nicknamed "Little Moon," swayed slightly.

She had a premonition that a tragedy would occur in Quel'Thalas today, but after the dragonfire that blotted out the sky dissipated, and as the strange and ferocious twilight dragons descended from the clouds, along with the terrifying roars of the black dragons, the dragonborn descended in a massive, sky-covering attack on the city.

However, a surge of courage erupted within her.

For the past few months, she had been traveling with her partner, Ronin, throughout the northern frontier, where she had fought against these dragonborn.

She's not afraid of them!
No one can harm Quel'Thalas before defeating Windranger.
This is their duty and mission!

Inside the city's palace, the sirens blared everywhere, mingling with the joyful and festive music played by the court band. As the band of the magical kingdom, the elves' instruments played automatically, and they were unlikely to stop anytime soon.

Against the backdrop of Deathwing soaring through the sky, this scene appears particularly absurd and surreal.

It's like a funeral song in the midst of the apocalypse.

Donning the Lion Armor and with a frosty expression, Lothar charged out of his resting place, carrying the Stomka sword. He was immediately met by King Terenas, fully armed, who was descending from the sky with his black dragon wings flapping.

He carried a blue warhammer adorned with dragon runes in his dragon-themed battle armor.

The moment the two met, without exchanging a single word, Lothar fastened his helmet and, with wings of vengeful fury unfurled, charged toward the dragonborn king before him, enveloped in holy light.

The power of Stromka clashed with that of Menethil, the sparks representing their fury.

"You've gone completely mad!"

Lothar scolded:
"You joined forces with the Amani trolls to besiege the elves? Have you forgotten how the first human empire was established?"

"That's Thoradin's empire! It's neither yours nor mine."

King Terenas said coldly:

"Trolls will not be a problem; they are just gloves to be used and discarded. Soon, every inch of land in the entire eastern continent will belong to humankind! What Emperor Thoradin could not accomplish, I will accomplish myself."

But before that, Lothar, I must invite you to visit Lordaeron.

The two men swung their weapons and began fighting again.

More royal guards charged out in the form of half-dragons, but were quickly repelled by Lothar's forces.

Lothar clearly heeded Diakham's advice, as Khadgar and Rhonin appeared one after the other, and even the troll princess Talanji was among the crowd.

Together they dealt with the dragonborn, then looked up at the Twilight Dragons flying high in the sky, burning the city's protective barrier with the power of twilight. These were undoubtedly enemies of the world, so the saviors activated the Heart of Azeroth one by one.

"boom"

The slash of Stromka's sword sent Terenas's warhammer flying. Lothar, his momentum surging, strode forward and roared:
"Your fate is not in your own hands today! You can't hurt anyone else."

"Oh, I don't think so."

The king snapped his fingers as he retreated, and as Lothar charged forward, wisps of shadowy figures leaped and spun, transforming into bizarre ethereal assassins. Meanwhile, warlocks wielding entropy energy cast spells, opening rifts in the void around them.

"The elves possess the most powerful energy source in the world, yet they used it to make a 'turtle shell.' But in such a calamity, who can this ridiculous turtle shell protect?"

King Terenas pointed to the barrier in the sky, ignoring the ethereal beings being swiftly slaughtered by the Saviors, and proclaimed:

"The day of conquest has begun; the time is almost here!"

"buzz"

A chilling, empty wind swept through the palace, drawing the attention of everyone present.

As Khadgar looked up, the Bantinorel barrier that had been unleashed by the Sunwell's power dissipated like a light bulb with a faulty connection.

He leaped into the air and looked towards Quel'Danas Isle. Under Khadgar's gaze, the golden light of the Sunwell, which shot straight into the sky, was gradually dimming, and Deathwing flew down from the sky towards that direction.

Their goal is the Sunwell!
Of course, there were also vigilant personnel visiting the area.

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"So, you intend to use only your holy light to help this wretched nation through its calamity?"

Xal'tas's voice echoed around the Sunwell, and the Void Herald sneered at his fellow Voidwalkers:
"Diacomb, Devourer of Worlds, do you know why I chose the Sunwell as my target? Do you know what happens when this staff in my hand touches a place brimming with energy?"

It's not just Deathwing!
The enemy you face today is not one you can defeat with holy light!

"Warrior, you can't hide it any longer; the void will see your true face!"

Faced with Xalatas's provocation, Diakum, who was standing on the high platform of the Sunwell, looked at the old lich Farondis beside him, who was trembling with rage, and comforted him:

"Don't listen to that loser who's about to go crazy. The Sunwell will be fine. Deathwing can't destroy this place."

"So why don't you hurry up and use your invincible holy storm to kill that evil dragon!"

The old lich was not as calm as Diakum.

He pointed at Deathwing swooping down from the sky and shouted:
"Quick! Summon your holy light, give it a break! What the hell is this thing you pulled out?! Holy crap, hey, don't use something so dangerous in the Sunwell!"

"Oh, this one."

The Watcher tossed the "Eye of Sargeras" up and down, and as the surrounding group, including Ms. Verara and Anvina, all took several steps back in unison, Diakum said in a gentle tone:

"I've had this thing for quite a while, but I haven't been able to find a suitable enemy or a suitable opportunity to use it. But since 'Big Brother' is being so kind, I'll let him have a taste of my most treasured weapon today."

It is said that the Earth Guardians can easily tear apart the continental shelf.

Perfect, this thing I have here will do too!

So let's see.
Is the flesh and blood blessed by the Void combined with the power of the Titans as Earthguard more powerful, or is the fel energy that Sargeras personally infused more powerful?

Regardless of which is more powerful, the Quel'dorei must prepare to rebuild Silvermoon City and the Sunwell.

Well, my condolences for your wallets.

(End of this chapter)