The turbulent era of Azeroth has its own unique beginning, whether it is hideous or gloomy, in short, the storm set off by Tyrion has swept the whole world, whether you want to or not, whether you are afraid or brave to move forward, the rest will always be swept into it.

The report of the catastrophe of the fall of Stormwind has been sent to every ruler's desk with the arrival of the kingdom's refugees in the north, and the kings of the human empire have finally sensed the seriousness of the situation, in a sense, it is more terrible than the orc invasion... No matter how brutal the orcs are, they may not always kill every human they see, but the undead... No one can guess what the undead will do to the living.

All of a sudden, the Assassin Alliance, hidden in the shadows of the Northern Frontier, was connected to investigative missions from various kingdoms, and a large wave of high-ranking Assassins began to set off for the Stormwind Kingdom, which seemed to be shrouded in mist. Even King Anastarian, who was far away in Quel'Salas, began to frequently summon members of the Windrunner family and invite them to participate in assessing the undead threat.

And compared to the Ranger General Sylvanas, who takes this matter very seriously. Winlessa, the little sister who has dealt with the undead, obviously has more say, but Winlessa herself has no interest in this matter, and she and her "boyfriend" choose a suitable time to go out on a trip and completely remove herself from this storm that has just begun.

This is not an escape, Wen Lisa simply does not want to be caught in the difficult choices of her sister and her own country.

At this time, in the Stormwind Kingdom, after the civilians were "escorted" back to their original homes by the indifferent undead, there were soon officials who called themselves "Defia Federal District" began a census throughout the kingdom, and it was not difficult for careful civilians to find that many of these officials were soldiers or petty officers of the Stormwind Kingdom.

Some of them are rude, or the civilians who have lost their loved ones refuse to communicate with them, or even insult them, but these guys rarely refute them, and even if they are resisted by force from the civilians, they will not fight their own people, but the undead infantry who follow them will take action, and the civilians who are unwilling to cooperate will be thrown into empty prisons.

And in this eerie atmosphere, a slightly strange news began to spread rapidly among the panicked civilians... It is said that the new ruler of the land, an organization called the United Council of Defia, was planning to divide the vast tracts of fertile land occupied by the nobles equally among the commoners who were willing to accept the rule of the government of the Federal District of Defia.

Many people were skeptical, but the civilians in the area near the Red Ridge Mountains saw with their own eyes the scene of the new mayor there, Mr. Alex, divided the land equally among the people under the escort of the Death Knights, and when the mayor announced the complete tax exemption for the first year, the civilians who had lost a lot in the war did not care about the silent gaze of the dead spirits around them, and let out a low cheer.

And this is just the beginning, and soon, the people, who have gradually calmed down over time, will find that their lives have not changed much... Except that there will be no more kings, and no one will despise them for the nobility of blood, and they will no longer have to bow down or hand over to the tax collector a third of their annual labor.

Ignorant people don't even know that they have been given the two most important things they are born with... But it didn't matter, they had plenty of time to find out, and Tyrion, the eyes that watched the land above the sky, had plenty of time to wait.

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The Outlands, the Temple of Darkness suspended above the sky of Golrond.

After draining two-thirds of the undead into Azeroth, the Knights of the Darkblade had no control over the world of Draenor, but that weakness was fast disappearing as the Blood Hostess, who was in charge of the world, activated the new powers at her disposal.

Golem!

These constructed creatures, which are frequently used in the magical civilization of Quel'Salas, originate from the Black Iron Dwarves, who also have a tradition of driving golems, and in the workshops of Darkfora, workers are working overtime to forge new golems, and the army of golems that originally belonged to the Black Iron Emperor has been sent to this small world.

Of course, the low, weird, ugly, and rough golems made by the Black Iron Dwarves according to their own traditions are completely inconsistent with the unique top-down aesthetics of the Darkblade Knights, so in the Darkfurnace City's Golem Workshop, all the new golems produced are designed by the Blood Lord's mother, but there are also gossip that those new golems with unique and strange shapes are actually from the hands of the King of Darkblades.

In short, these tall, sturdy new golems have streamlined black iron shells, humanoid structures, joints that have become more flexible during the Engineer's experiments, and more powerful firepower, these new toys resemble the sci-fi form of stupid bipedal robots from another world, small guard golems powered by energy cores, and tall war golems that can fit an adult.

It may take at least ten years for the workers of Darkforne to regain the Knights' original control over the Outlands, but for the world of Draenor that has already been planned for the future, it can afford to wait.

And today, in the dark temple suspended in the sky, all the undead, as well as those who dance and feast all day, rarely gather together to celebrate an important member... Birthday.

"My daughter is very grateful to all of you for coming, and of course to Sir Lorvine for setting up the room, which reminds me of the good old days."

Wearing a gorgeous blood-red dress, Aurelia took little Dornan's hand and said to the surrounding undead:

"As the dead, we are deprived of our pleasure, but today we can at least enjoy our own peace, in the world that belongs to us... In conclusion, thank you. ”

The human ghosts who inhabit the Dark Temple erupted in applause, followed by the less sensitive Lords of Death, who came back from Azeroth not just for a child's birthday party, but more to discuss their next steps in a world completely controlled by themselves.

But that doesn't stop some of the eccentric lords from enjoying the atmosphere.

Luminas was the first to walk up to little Dornan, and she presented her gift, a silver necklace made of a shining knight's badge, her trophy from a high-ranking paladin she had slain.

"May you get your booty soon, little girl."

Luminas kissed Dornan on the forehead, and then a gift from Celent and Rogrio, a small warbow made by the two high-ranking rangers themselves, was just right for little Dornan.

Ariel gave her a set of Draenei-style knight's armor she had made herself in Darkforge, encrusted with gems, while the two orc Death Lords gave her a bone bracelet from her father as a child, which was very quaint but the best blessing in orc customs.

The Blood Lords sent out a special bottle of liquid, supposedly the essence they had extracted from some elemental creatures, which helped to help Dornan better sense the elemental presence.

The Grand Lich Khadgar didn't make it back in person, he stayed in Azeroth to manage the unstable Federal District of Defia, but he also asked someone to bring back his own gifts... An introductory book to magic written by Medivan himself, knowledge is the best gift in the eyes of a traditional mage like him.

Queen Reich of Mt. Tongtian gave little Dornan a baby raven that had just hatched, and the undead dragons who had newly joined the Darkblade Legion gave away pets of almost the same meaning... A frost dragon with a simple self-mind.

Akama, the leader of the Dark Temple's Breakers, gave little Dornan a stone he brought back from the Elemental Throne, representing the will of the elements.

The most unexpected was the gift from Shattrath City, the Naru, who had disappeared in recent times, sent a crystal pendant filled with the energy of the Holy Light, which Luminas regarded as a provocation, but Dornan liked it, children, always like something shiny.

The last to appear was Tyrion, the King of the Blades, who strode into the temple, still wearing the armor of the battlefield, all the undead bowed down to their rulers, and when he saw his father return, little Dornan, who was piled high with gifts around him, ran up quickly, but did not throw himself into Tyrion's arms as before.

Because she saw the baby in Tyrion's arms.

"Who is this? Dad? ”

Dornan touched his mouth with his fingers and asked curiously, and the others also looked at the father and daughter, a touch of softness appeared in Tyrion's ice-blue eyes, he leaned down and handed the sleeping blonde baby in his arms to his adopted daughter, watching her clumsily hold the child, he wiped Dornan's white hair, and whispered:

"This is my brother, his name is... Anduin, oh, yes. I also brought you a new friend. ”

Behind Tyrion, a little human girl hiding in the shadows also probed her brain to look at the palace in front of her, and the clumsy Draenei girl in front of her who was holding a baby and looking at her curiously.

Little Vanessa's little brain is thinking about a serious question at this time... Uncle Tyrion and his wife are elves, so why is their daughter a weird-looking little hoof?

"Alright, Vanessa, say hello to Dornan, you'll be staying here for the next few years, and I'm sure you'll be very good friends with Dornan."

Tyrion reached out and patted little Vanessa's head, who obediently came out of the shadows, she was wearing a handsome set of small dark red leather armor, she looked like an elite little assassin, she stood in front of Dornan's eyes generously, and stretched out her hand towards her:

"Hello, my name is Vanessa, Vanessa. Van Cleef, can I be your friend? ”

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After nightfall, the adults hid in the chamber of the Dark Temple to discuss some tedious matters, but Dornan, who was supposed to fall asleep on time, secretly dragged his new friend through the teleportation array of the Dark Temple to the mountains of Golrond shrouded in darkness.

The scenery here is very much like the western wilderness, but far less fertile than the land, and in the night breeze, two little girls chatter, and under the light of the stars, Vanessa, led by Dornan, sat on the shoulders of the golem and made her way towards the northernmost sea of Gollund.

Judging by Dornan's familiarity with the roads, it was certainly not her first time here.

"Where are you taking me?"

Little Vanessa cried out, "It's getting more and more desolate here!" I can't even see those weird forest spirits! ”

"Come on! Come on! ”

Dornan, who was sitting on the shoulder of the golem on the other side, beckoned to Vanessa:

"I'll take you to meet my friend! It was my only friend when you weren't here. ”

"It?"

Little Vanessa scratched her head, and soon, the two crazy girls were standing by the sea in the night, the sea of the Zanga Sea was calm, the starlight was scattered on the sea, and the white moon hanging in the sky in the dark night, making this scene look so calm and gorgeous.

"Wow!"

Vanessa, who lived in Azeroth, had never seen such a beautiful sight, and she couldn't help but let out an exclamation, but soon she saw her new friend, the little princess of the Dark Temple, take off her shoes and stand on the edge of the icy tide, her eyes closed, whispering something, and in her flailing hands, the power of the elements was like a beating light.

"Crow! Come out! I've brought my friends to see you! ”

A moment later, Dornan, who had finished the ceremony, put his hands to the corners of his mouth and shouted towards the calm sea, and just when Vanessa was puzzled, the calm sea in front of her suddenly surged a supergiant whirlpool, the sea water was rolling, and a huge black shadow rose and fell rapidly from the bottom of the sea, this scene frightened Vanessa, and she subconsciously pulled out the small dagger on her waist.

But the next moment, she saw the creature hidden in the sea... That giant stone man!

It was like the colossus of Goron she had seen once, but it was more than 5 times larger than that Golon, it stood on the surface of the sea with its legs, just the upper body exposed to the sea, it was 10 meters high, the stones of its body were covered with red runes, and on its slightly comical round head, there was a huge one-eyed, which did not have much wisdom in it, but when it looked at Dornan, it was full of soft kindness.

"This is Crowe... My best friend! Awesome, right? ”

Dornan jumped into the palm of the giant stone man's hand, and proudly said to the dumbfounded Vanessa:

"Come on, I'll let Crowe take us to the bottom of the sea..."

At the very moment when the mad girls followed the giant stone man to the bottom of the sea, on the platform of the Dark Temple suspended in the sky, Sir Rowyn watched with concern on his face, and in front of him, the Blood Master Mother held a crystal clear blood wine, and her beautiful eyes were full of pride.

"Behold, Sir Lorwin, your little master has his first sword... She will become a legendary shaman who will eventually surpass the legend, and Krogmore, the legend of the distant mountains, the most powerful elemental creature of Draenor, will become her best... Warrior! ”