Chapter 907: A glass to the morning sun, a glass to death

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The time goes back to two days before the alliance feast.

In the city of Lordaeron, Anduin Lothar, draped in a black velvet cloak, strolled along the King's Avenue, walking leisurely towards the Royal Palace of Lordaeron amid the flames of war and hustle and bustle.

After winning, Solas has led the team to complete the beheading operation and lost a large number of commanders. The minions of the natural disaster who only act on instinct cannot be the opponent of the awakened ones.

Although there were still at least 200,000 enemy troops in the city, Lothar knew that he had won again.

This time, apart from the large number of opponents, there are really no first-class characters, which really lacks a sense of accomplishment.

But a victory is a victory, and it deserves joy.

Anduin Lothar lied to Solas and the others.

The Lich King created the undead plague army and engraved the hatred for the living into their souls. The Awakeneds just transferred this hatred to the target.

So there was an honest conversation between the core members of the Awakened Ones.

Everyone expressed their greatest regrets and most unforgettable resentments.

Solas's biggest regret was that he was born at the wrong time. In that turbulent era, he had Terenas, he had Anduin Lothar, he had Genn Greymane, he had the two father and son of the Barov family, There are many heroes, but when Trollbane should have established a dynasty, Soras died of old age and illness.

He was really unwilling.

I'm afraid my stupid grandnephew thought his poison was working.

Solas originally used this as a means of control to coordinate with the juniors' performances.

But he died of illness while acting.

Speaking out his unwillingness and ambition in front of Lothar, Solas did not shy away from his expectations for the present.

To become a death knight, he wanted to prove himself once again and prove that Thoras Trollbane was qualified to become a strong man of the era.

Lothar was very patient as he listened to each awakened person complaining about his life, then looking forward to his death, and finally everyone complained about the Lich King.

But the big guys have finished speaking. Brother, take the lead, are you...

The problem is that Lothar has no regrets at all.

He had no idea how he became undead.

He doesn't even have the memory of his soul being enslaved by the Lich King.

Wasn't it agreed that only unwilling and resentful souls would be brought back to this world?

The problem is that even when Anduin Lothar died on the Burning Plains, his heart was still peaceful.

At that time, the orcs were at the end of their rope, and victory or defeat did not matter at all, and he believed that Turalyon would take over the command.

Now it is proved that Lothar did not trust the wrong person.

Moreover, Lothar knew that his death would not only not affect the restoration of the Kingdom of Stormwind, but would instead seriously increase the risk.

The Kingdom of Stormwind with Anduin Lothar's presence will be feared by the countries of Lordaeron. Without him, Terenas will definitely push Varian to the throne.

Lothar has never been a simple soldier, he is very skilled in politics.

So when he was defeated by Orgrim Hellscream, Lothar actually had no regrets.

There is no such thing as a legend that is always victorious. If you lose, you will lose. If you die, you will die. You have done everything you need to do anyway.

Looking back on the past, all the ups and downs are present, and as I die, I live a life without regrets.

But can this be said?

Can you tell me this, and tell all those bitter and resentful people that I was the one who had euthanasia? Are you jealous?

Thank you, my name is Anduin Lothar, not Anduin.

"The peaceful and prosperous age I forged has now become like this. What do you think I should hate?"

The conscience of heaven and earth, when Lothar said this, it was really a question and not a rhetorical question.

But looking at the big guy's face, Jazz is Jazz, the situation is really big, our hatred is not worth mentioning in front of Jazz...

I'm so damn smart.

The character Lothar thinks this misunderstanding is quite good.

Let's make ends meet first.

No, it should be a matter of life and death.

Whether they are the Awakened or the minions of the Lich King, they are all too simple.

Love is simple, ruthless and serious, greed is real, and pursuit is single.

The undead can only think about one thing for a period of time.

Such an enemy is too easy to deal with.

From the time he started to contact the old relationship with the alliance, a conspiracy began to be formulated.

Lothar deceived even his own people, including Solas.

Just when everyone believed that Lothar had contacted the alliance and that Carlos would negotiate terms with Lothar after the banquet.

Lothar found a suitable candidate.

A certain soldier that he once had, and has grown old.

After being resurrected after his death and accepting his allegiance again, this human veteran pretended to be a special envoy, hoping to talk to the Scourge about killing Anduin Lothar.

The natural disasters of the undead will naturally not completely believe the one-sided words of living people.

But what if the psychic who examined the envoy's soul was also bribed by Lothar.

Isn't such an important event worthy of a meeting of all the undead scourges with brains?

Solas's desperate raid succeeded.

The command level was wiped out, and the minions of the Lich King went from chaos to even more chaos.

Lothar was accompanied by only two ghouls who remembered their past lives but showed no fear.

All the awakened ones were taken away by Solas. The soulless puppets were just tools of war and not comrades.

Originally, Lothar didn't want any of the guards, but the public opinion couldn't be settled, so so be it.

After the beheading operation was successful, the awakened ones obeyed Lothar's order and immediately spread out to expand the results, while Lothar slowly walked towards the palace.

Without any hesitation, Lothar sat down on the throne that once represented the royal power. Looking at the dilapidated appearance of the once glorious council hall, he fell into deep thinking.

Who is it, ready to use himself to make a fuss.

Chromie had just returned to Azeroth from Deep Rock, and immediately traveled through the night to the city of Lordaeron.

After confirming the status of the Black Dragon King, Chromie knew that the Eternal Dragon Clan was about to take action.

What impact will Anduin Lothar's existence have on the future? Chromie doesn't have time to explore the time stream, but it is never wrong to interfere with what the enemy wants to do.

While Lothar was thinking about the past, present and future, King of Fighters Chromie fought against the Eternal Dragon.

In the time rift that transcended reality, Chromie fully proved what it means to be weak and call friends, and to be strong, to block the door.

Although the astral mage Medivh had tricked her, Chromie also gained strength during the long period of time he lurked in the Burning Legion.

"I don't have a long memory. I forgot how my aunt beat you last time, right?"

While talking trash, Chromie held space and time with one hand and suppressed the dragons with a single fist.

The hustle and bustle of fighting infiltrated the tranquility of the night, and the arrival of dawn announced victory.

Solas brought good news of victory to Lothar.

"Sir, what are you thinking about."

After not getting a reply from Lothar for a long time, Solas asked.

"tomorrow."

Lothar's answer was full of philosophy.