When Arthas saw clearly the confused undead standing on the other side of the hall, he was stunned.
"Derek Proudmoore?"
Arthas even felt a little surprised. The introduction of the Styx into Azeroth would indeed cause the undead to become active, but why would Derek be resurrected under this influence?
The flames of the red dragon carry majestic vitality, and it is almost impossible for the living who are affected by it to have the opportunity to stand on the land of Azeroth again as undead.
"Who are you--"
Derek also noticed Alsace standing on the opposite side. He had not gotten rid of the confusion and confusion after his resurrection. His memory was still very confusing, but Alsace's familiar face still brought back his memories.
"My Arthas Menethil, son of King Terenas Menethil, prince of Lordaeron, do you remember who you are?" Arthas walked quickly to Derek. forward.
"Arthas... Terenas... I seem to know these names - ah!"
Derek suddenly held his head with both hands, and the soul flame in his eyes became flickering, as if there was some force preventing him from recalling the memories of his life.
Alsace sighed and put his hands on Derek's shoulders to relieve his pain, while exploring Derek's condition.
Soon he felt a burning sensation. It was obviously an old injury left by the red dragon's flames, but the injury was far lighter than Arthas imagined. This was consistent with the legend of many sailors that Derek was injured by the red dragon's flames. The description of being burned to death by fierce flames and the body disintegrating into ashes is completely inconsistent with the description.
At that time, there were probably loyal subordinates who blocked Derek from the deadliest flames and turned into ashes. However, Derek still did not survive the shipwreck and finally slept on the seabed next to the wetland.
However, precisely because the breath of the red dragon did not completely burn Derek's body, his remains were preserved on the seabed in a relatively complete appearance for twenty years, until he was attracted by the power of the Styx, and his soul returned to his body - -This shows that Jaina's brother still has a strong obsession with Azeroth.
Arthas didn't know what it was, whether it was hatred for the orcs and red dragons, or reluctance to leave his relatives and comrades in arms, but no matter what, Derek, who had resurrected as an undead, could not fulfill his obsession in life, at least. Not yet.
"Are you Arthas?...I, I remembered...I have remembered. I am Derek Proudmoore...the eldest son of Admiral Daelin Proudmoore...where is this and why? I will be here, am I not fighting the orc dragoons in the sea near the wetlands?"
Derek gradually sorted out his memory, but soon he felt panicked because of his current situation. His hands couldn't help shaking, and he realized that something happened to him that he didn't understand.
"Almost twenty years have passed since the Second War... In other words, you have been dead for twenty years, and now you are resurrected." Arthas didn't know how to deal with Derek. How to tell the Proudmoore family this news.
"Resurrected from the dead." Derek repeated these four words, his eyes still full of confusion. He raised his hands that had become dark yellow and wrinkled due to being soaked in sea water, "Maybe I should have died quietly. "
"No, Derek, your awakening is not man-made, but a natural awakening caused by changes in the environment. Generally speaking, only undead souls with obsessions will awaken under this influence - you must still have some obsessions. Obsession." Alsace explained the reason clearly to Derek, but only he knew what Derek's specific obsession was.
Derek's face was full of bitterness, "I may have. At the moment before death, when the pain swept over me, I missed and worried about my family very much, and at the same time I hated the orcs who invaded our homeland. But when I After I really come back from the dead, how can I go see my family and friends with this disgusting appearance?"
Arthas pondered for a moment. He considered whether to use holy light to reshape Derek's life and make him a being similar to a light caster. But that was not a simple matter, and he also had to consider that he himself was burned by the red dragon's flames. Can Derek's burned body withstand such a violent change?
Success is of course a good thing, but once it fails, the Holy Light will directly burn all the filth into ashes. By then, Derek may not even have his soul left, and they will all be destroyed by the Holy Light as unclean things.
"Although I believe that your family will not dislike you because of your current appearance, you are right. There is always an insurmountable gap between the dead and the living. Derek, what should you do after you consider the future? Before you leave, I will also help you think of other ways."
Arthas could only guarantee this. After all, Derek's situation was very similar to Bolvar in the "normal timeline". Although the red dragon's flames did not completely occupy his body, it was still hidden in his current body.
"Maybe..." Derek's eyes dodge, and he is completely blank about how to proceed with his future.
…
"How could he do such a thing? This is so reckless, and he disrespects you so much?!" Shandris was furious after hearing what Fandral had done, and she wanted to go find him with her bow on the spot. Fandral planned to ask for an explanation.
Tyrande stopped Shandris, "Shandis, don't be impulsive. Any rash actions by either of us now may lead to serious consequences. Fandral and a large number of Cenarion Circle elites are ready to leave, but I don't think it's any different than committing suicide."
"You are right, mother, this is suicide. How long did the tragedy in Silithus happen? Fandral himself was one of the victims. How could he have forgotten all that painful experience? Now he is with Qiraji If the bugs go to war, how many people will lose their husbands and wives, how many parents will lose their children, and how many children will lose their parents?!" Shandris looked particularly angry. She could not tolerate a person who was so irresponsible to the people. The title of Archdruid is an insult to that title.
Shandis suddenly thought of something, "We may be able to ask for help from the Alliance. They are stronger and more united than we thought. Do you know that the demons in the outer realm are vulnerable to our cooperation, even though they are just burning The remnants of the Legion, but still prove that the young races of the Alliance have the strength and qualifications to defend their own world."
Tyrande looked at the child in front of her, feeling like she was seeing her younger self. The priestess sighed slightly, "You are right, Shandris, the Kaldorei should no longer be complacent and think too highly of themselves. We We should look at other new races in this world from an objective perspective, otherwise the fate of the upper elves will be our future - but I really don’t know how to speak.”
"It's okay, mother. The leaders of the alliance are very aware of the risks. As long as they understand the harm the Qiraji will cause, then-"
"No, Shandris, I can't ask for their help just yet. I have to investigate something first." Tyrande changed the topic, "The alliance needs time to rest. Expedition to the outer lands is not an easy task. We all need to Slowly, but before that, I hope you can stay in Darnassus instead of me. This is the main reason why I summoned you back this time."
Shandis was a little confused, "What are you going to do?"
"I have some things that I need to investigate..."
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