"We have completely lost control of the Broken Shore. We can't even put our eyes in it. The area around the Tomb of Sargeras has become completely foggy."
In the battle conference room of Stormwind Fortress, Varian stared at the map of the Broken Islands with a solemn expression, "We need to establish a base on the Broken Islands to contain the Burning Legion's movements.
It would be best if we could get support from all the forces on the archipelago to help us fight against the Burning Legion. "
After the Burning Legion mastered the coordinates of Azeroth, it became very easy for them to mobilize their troops. They no longer relied on portals to invade Azeroth as before.
With just a simple teleportation device, the Burning Legion's warships can appear in any corner of Azeroth. In the past few days, every place in Azeroth can receive reports of being invaded by the Burning Legion. Report.
Although the defense forces everywhere are doing their best to resist the Burning Legion's attack, this is not a long-term solution.
They must focus the Burning Legion's attention and energy in one place, otherwise Azeroth's defenses will be completely led by the demons.
While the next war plan was being discussed in the conference room, a royal guard knocked on the door of the conference room.
"Your Majesty, Master Khadgar of Dalaran is here."
"Khadgar? He's finally here, let him in quickly."
"Your Majesty Varian, I don't want to delay it for so long. Dalaran was also attacked by demons some time ago. The Archmage of the Council and I tried our best to escape from the siege of the Burning Legion."
Khadgar walked in from the outside with a grimace. Judging from his tired appearance, he probably didn't get much rest. "But I still want to say, it's great that you are okay. When Jaina told me the news, I almost didn't recover."
"Jaina is in Dalaran?"
Khadgar shook his head regretfully, "After Jaina learned about you, she tried to avenge you by expelling the Horde, but we ultimately rejected it - although I know that the hatred between the Alliance and the Horde is almost impossible to mediate, but now we We cannot lose their help, there is no chance of victory in fighting alone.”
Varian walked back to the sand table in the war conference room and waved his hand casually, "The Horde has left the Alliance to evacuate and we will talk about it later. Now let's talk about how to deal with the Burning Legion - I have given the Horde the maximum possible support. Trusted.”
Regardless of the reasons for the tribe, they are indeed in a crisis for the alliance. Varian cannot forgive the tribe's actions, but as Khadgar said, now is not a good time for internal fighting. If you are not careful, you will let the Burning Legion take advantage of the loophole.
"Jaina left Dalaran in anger because we rejected our proposal. Now we don't know where she went." Khadgar shook his head, having no idea.
"Jaina..." Varian frowned. Jaina's mental state made him very worried, but now the alliance did not have the extra strength to find Jaina's whereabouts. "Forget it, Jaina should be able to take care of her. She will not do anything stupid at this time - Khadgar, tell me how we will deal with the Burning Legion now."
"Well, I already have a little idea. On the Broken Islands, there are several artifacts left behind by the Creation Titan. They are called the 'Pillars of Creation'. Guardian Aegwynn relied on their power to transform Sagra. Si’s tomb is covered in dust at the bottom of the sea.”
Khadgar's voice was very certain, "As long as we find them, we can reseal the Tomb of Sargeras and fundamentally eliminate the possibility of the Burning Legion invading Azeroth."
"The lost artifact... whatever, there is no other way now. We need a certain amount of time to recuperate before starting another war with the Burning Legion, otherwise they can easily defeat us." Varian looked at Khadgar , "Can Dalaran be up to the task of finding the Pillars of Creation?"
"We will not hesitate to do anything. Dalaran will mobilize all its power and all the heroes of Azeroth to find the whereabouts of these artifacts."
Varian nodded lightly, "Very good, then I will mobilize all the strength of the alliance and establish a base on the Broken Islands. Once the artifacts are collected, we will be ready to march to the Broken Shore again at any time - this is the last chance.
As for...the Horde, I can no longer believe that they can cooperate with us simultaneously, as long as they can remember that they are still a part of Azeroth. "
In this regard, Khadgar did not say a word, even though Dalaran acted as a neutral mediator between the Alliance and the Horde, and the Horde also suffered a lot of losses on the Broken Shore: Vol'jin was killed in the battle, and Thrall was seriously injured. , a large number of living forces were sacrificed on the coast.
Their retreat was really a helpless move, but such behavior inevitably created a gap between the Alliance and the Horde. It is no longer possible for the Alliance and the Horde to unite as they did during the first Battle of the Broken Shore. possible.
Fortunately, the Alliance and the Horde suppressed their prejudices first. At least until the Burning Legion was repelled, there should be no major friction.
After bidding farewell to Varian, Khadgar quickly rushed to Orgrimmar. After arriving in Durotar through a teleportation spell, Khadgar was planning to complete the rest of the journey in raven form, but his spells were still weak. Before it was over, he was told to stop.
"Master Khadgar, good afternoon."
Khadgar's movements froze. He turned around and looked at the cloaked man standing in the shadow under the tree behind him. For some reason, a wave of warning immediately arose in his heart.
This guy in front of me is dangerous, very dangerous!
The magic warning made Khadgar tense up, and the transformation spell was immediately replaced by a destructive magic spell. The archmage looked serious, "Who are you?"
The location where he teleported was random, which meant that his whereabouts should not be exposed, but the person in front of him seemed to know his thoughts in advance and was waiting for him here.
Durotar's scorching sun shone on Khadgar's face, and even with the protection of frost magic, he still felt sweat slowly sliding down his face.
"The sunshine in Durotar is so strong, Master Khadgar." The man under the tree stared at Khadgar and lifted his hood with one hand, "Maybe you don't remember me. When we met, I am just an ordinary boy beside my father."
After seeing that face clearly, Khadgar's expression changed from confusion to shock - he had indeed only seen this man once a long time ago, but after the Dark Door opened, he had heard his name countless times.
"What on earth is going on? There is a second Gul'dan, will there be a second Lich King?!"
