Titan Dawn

"Thank you for your help, Lord ... Your grace, Lordaeron will always be remembered!"

Princess Carlia bowed deeply towards Hu Feng, her expression filled with gratitude and excitement.

Recently, our Lord God changed his laziness and suddenly took a lot of hard work like taking the wrong medicine. He jumped around the world of Azeroth.

First, the entire Icecrown fortress was temporarily sealed, and then non-stop came to Tirisfal Glades, and after descending, they were almost forgotten by mortals.

The original gloomy sky of Tirisfal Glades, under the interference of Azeroth's restart device in Uldum's Origin Hall, has become as clear as the old days. The soft sunlight once again penetrates the dark clouds and shines here. The land was raged by the undead for a long time.

The dark golden power of the sky shrouded the ruins of Lordaeron, and then in the presence of tens of thousands of Lordaerons, they showed the boundless power of the Titan gods.

A giant Titan phantom stared majesticly under the rubble like a pile of children's blocks.

Titan waved his right hand at will, and the divine power was mobilized.

The entire Ruo Danlun ruins instantly turned into large and small gravels floating in the air.

"God's anger can turn any being into powder."

Immediately afterwards, countless rubbles reassembled in the sky, and then landed back to the ground, rebuilding the capital of Lordaeron at the speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"The gift of God can rebirth any existence."

All Lordaeron's faces were extremely excited, they knelt down on the ground and kept hoeing, to the most solemn etiquette of the world to the shadow of Titan.

Garethus, a fanatical Lordaeronist, was dancing like crazy at this moment, with a roar of nonsense that no one understood, it seemed to be simply venting his inner joy.

"It really feels like a dream ... I never thought I would see this Lordaeron again with my own eyes."

Tirion and Bridget Abidis and a team of former Lordaeron army powers stood on a small hill not far away and quietly looked at Lordaeron's silvery white in the sun. The towering walls of the light.

"Yeah ... it's like going backwards at the same time ... the power of Lord God, I've almost forgotten what it looks like, haha."

Behind Tirion, a group of senior members of Silver Dawn nodded their emotions.

After doing all this, Hu Feng dispersed the Titan ghost and landed next to Princess Carlia.

"Well, take your people into the city, Her Majesty Queen Lordaeron, we are all waiting to attend your banquet."

Princess Carlia was still a little sluggish, and nodded her head slowly, and then made a sound.

"Yeah ... yes ... into the city! Garithos, let the whole army line up, let's go into the city!"

This day was positioned as the day of Lordaeron's rebirth and became the grand festival of Lordaeron's people after the Winter Veil.

Princess Kalia was riding on her own horse with the dawn and morning light, and led the army of the National Army to the front.

The whole city is extremely empty, no people stand on the streets on either side or cheer and greet by the window, everything looks extremely quiet.

But each Lordaeron soldier was a little embarrassed at the moment, and they seemed to have hallucinations.

They all seem to pass through the time barrier, see the bustling scene and crowds of old Lordaeron, and see the streets and people.

Turning over and dismounting, Princess Carlia strode in with her golden sword.

The throne room was spotless, as if just being carefully cleaned by the waiters.

Deep inside the rotunda, the familiar Lordaeron throne greeted his new owner.

On the seat, a golden crown was placed quietly, and in the center of the crown was an eyeball carved with black gems.

Carlia slowly walked up, holding the crown in her hand, musing.

Here, it was originally the place where his father Emperor Terenas negotiated. His father's order was issued from here, and his father was here to receive various big men.

father. . . It was here, killed by Alsace.

Below the throne, a sound of friction from the armor interrupted Princess Carlia's thinking.

"Salute to you, Lord Lordaeron, Her Majesty Queen Kalia!"

The middle-aged uncle, Garithos, knelt down for the first time and shouted to Princess Carlia standing on the throne.

Behind him, the generals of Lordaeron's Resurgent Army knelt down together, repeating Garithus's words.

Princess Caria turned around and slammed the excalibur in the floor in front of her, then held up the crown with both hands and put it on her long golden hair.

"For Lordaeron."

Her Majesty looked at her subjects below, speaking quietly but with an unusually firm tone.

"For Lordaeron!"

"Long live!"

The ambassadors of all parties who came to prepare for the ceremony and attend the banquet all temporarily stayed in the guesthouse in Lordaeron, waiting patiently.

Because countless Lordaerons are rushing back to Tirisfal Glades from all over the world and back to their homeland.

They returned to their former hometowns and set about repairing their broken homes.

The people who originally lived in Lordaeron were much more convenient. They only needed to get back their former houses with their respective deeds.

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With the constant return of the Lordaeron refugees, the empty Tirisfal Glades and the capital of Lordaeron immediately became lively.

The human race is incredibly resilient, and they have rebuilt social order at an incredible rate.

Everyone received a settlement fee. Except for a few people who decided to do something else, most of them immediately resumed their livelihood before they fled.

"See? If it was an elf, it would never be as quick as humans to restore everything they used to be."

Floating in the sky, looking at the city of Lordaeron, where various people, shops, vendors and caravans have reopened, Hu Feng said to Elisander beside her.

"Yeah, it's like going backwards at the same time ... The human being's ability to adapt and recover will never compare to the elves. But we don't need to have these characteristics, after all, we will never fall to the country's ruined home."

Elisander scanned the bustling Lordaeron below with emotion.

The resurrection ceremony is under intense preparation. The entire Lordaeron seems to have been pressed the fast forward button, and everyone's speed has been accelerated several times.

On the giant city gate in the distance, a towering and huge Lordaeron flag screamed in the wind.

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