After getting the topographic map of Mimiron, Brian looked at it for a while and said "huh" strangely.
"What's wrong?" Lothar looked at Brian in confusion, "Can't you open it?"
"No...how does it show that the Uldum area 10,000 years ago was a jungle - similar to Stranglethorn Vale." Brian scratched his head, but didn't think much about it, "Arthas told you... Dam is a desert, right? If he's right, then this area may have experienced dramatic climate changes."
"Then isn't this map useless?"
What worries Lothar is whether the old antique map given by Mimiron will still be useful after climate change.
After comparing the holographic map with his own map, Brian dispelled Lothar's worries, "It seems that only the precipitation and vegetation have changed, and the general landform has not changed significantly - but we can cross it by taking a small road." After this mountain range enters Uldum, if it is really a desert, then this map will not be of much use as a guide there."
No one knows how many years have passed and the jungle has evolved into a desert. No one knows what the inside of Uldum will look like. After all, gravel is not as fixed as soil. It may just be blown by a strong wind. However, the dunes of the entire desert will change.
"First find the way into Uldum according to the map, and then leave it to us." Lothar no longer cared after hearing this. As long as he could enter Uldum, all problems would be solved.
Although this matter still relied on Brian's help, they could not always rely on Brian to help them solve the problem. The Scourge Legion's technology and magic were not for nothing. Lothar had full confidence that after confirming that Odan After finding the specific coordinates of Mu, we can quickly reach our goal in Alsace.
At this time, Arthas and several Aspects chose to stay in Teldrassil for a while. Now Teldrassil seems to be thriving and gradually becoming a refuge for the night elves, but without the Aspects, Blessed, the existence of Teldrassil can be said to fit the four words "a big tree attracts the wind".
Ysera was worried that Xavius would make a comeback, so she asked her brothers and sisters to stay temporarily to look after the night elves. After all, the night elves also suffered heavy losses in order to defeat Archimonde, and the Aspect Dragon at that time was all because of members of his own clan. He was too busy taking care of his own trivial matters and did not play any role in the third war.
For this reason, several Aspect Dragons did not have any other objections to the night elves planting Teldrassil without authorization. Moreover, this matter was almost all caused by Fandral, along with Malfurion, Tyrande and The other night elves don't have much to do with it.
During this period, Malfurion also went to interrogate Fandral in person, but since Xavius stopped deceiving Fandral with Valstann's illusions, he seemed to have lost his soul, completely unresponsive to external stimuli, regardless of Whether Malfurion was scolding or comforting, Fandral was like a dead man and didn't respond at all.
Malfurion didn't want to use any punishment to punish Fandral anymore. This was not Malfurion's style, and with Fandral's current appearance, perhaps losing his "son" twice would have a negative impact on this tenacious druid. Said it was already the most painful punishment.
Now that Fandral is ready to betray all the Kaldorei, his end will be to stay in prison for the rest of his life. This is Malfurion's final arrangement for his careless apprentice.
But Arthas doesn't think so. Letting Fandral feel depressed in prison will only make his mind gradually disintegrate and go crazy. Sooner or later, Fandral will become a time bomb. Once someone ignites the resentment in his heart, Then Fandral will definitely take revenge on the entire world.
In this way, blocking is worse than opening up. Rather than letting Fandral stay in prison and be bewitched by evil forces one day, it is better to let him get out of this predicament first.
"So what are you going to do?" Malfurion couldn't believe it. It wasn't that he questioned Arthas's views, but that he had reservations about whether Fandral could be restored to normal.
"If you want to end the emptiness in Fandral's heart, you must also find the source of this emptiness." Arthas meant something, and Malfurion also responded.
"You mean...Vastann?" Malfurion seemed to understand, but he still didn't know what Arthas wanted to do.
Arthas just shook his head, not intending to reveal all his plans. He just said, "Let me see Fandral. At least I have a way to get him to talk to me."
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"So I'm here today, Fandral."
Alsace stood in the prison, leaning on Frostmourne. Fandral, who had no reaction at first, raised his head at this moment, but he did not speak, but stared at the magic sword in Alsace's hand.
Malfurion had asked the guards in the cell to leave, and now only Arthas and Fandral were left here.
"But it's not that I want to talk to you. I also know that you won't talk to me, but... what if it's him."
Soon, Fandral's attention was focused on the shadow behind Arthas. His eyes changed from confusion to shock, and then to madness shrouded in anger.
"You blasphemer! How dare you—"
"Shut up, father, you are the blasphemer!" Valstann, wearing dark Saronite iron plate armor, shouted angrily at his once beloved father.
This angry shout caused all Fandral's words to be choked back in his mouth. His lips pursed, and his eyes were full of sadness and disbelief. He did not expect that his son would be turned into an undead, let alone the man who had once dealt with him. The son whom he respects and adores so much actually scolds himself when he sees him again.
A trace of sadness flashed in Vastein's eyes, but it was quickly covered up by a ruthless cold look, "Do you think you are saving me? You are harming all your compatriots, father! You have never taught me this way. , I have always regarded it as my creed to protect our people and our homeland at all costs, this is what you taught me!"
"No...Vastein, please listen to my explanation——"
"There is nothing to explain, father. You have changed and become an egoist and a coward. I am ashamed to have a father like you. Everything you do is not for me, but for the cowardice and selfishness in your heart. You should have It’s time to recognize the truth. I am dead, but I died fighting to protect the Kaldorei. But you have fallen for yourself, believed Xavius’s despicable lies, and persecuted our compatriots. Don’t you know, When your ugly plan succeeds, even Leyana and Astaria will be implicated, and you will destroy everything we hold dear!"
Valstann walked up to the restrained Fandral and glared at Fandral with his eyes. He almost shouted his true thoughts in his heart. His deafening words made Fandral dare not talk to his son at all. Eyes facing each other.
The dead Valstann's chest was rising and falling violently because of this, until finally he exhaled a breath of cold breath, "I have nothing more to say. If I were Stormrage Shandor, I would kill you. At least that way I would be right for you." Father, your memory still remains from 1,200 years ago."
Fandral, who was originally self-willed and extremely conceited, almost collapsed completely at this time, and said with tears in his eyes, almost pleading, "Kill me...Vastann, I know I was wrong, and I will use my life to repent." …”
At this moment, Vastann turned around and left. He summoned the death door that returned to the floating fortress, and said in a calm and unruffled tone.
"No, father, the crimes you have committed cannot be made up for by your death. I curse you, curse you to live in pain forever, until you have paid off all your faults in the Kaldorei, until you die because of you. The souls of our fellow kaldorei rest in peace—so be it, Fandral Staghelm."
In the end, only the silent darkness and Fandral's mournful cries were left in the prison.
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