Vol 2 Chapter 587: : The bell is ringing again

"Thank you for your great power, God Lord ... Your grace, Lordaeron will always be in mind!"
East Kingdom continent, Tirisfal Glades.
Princess Kalia bowed deeply towards Boss Hu, her expressions filled with gratitude and excitement.
Okay, recently our Lord Lord changed his laziness from the past, and suddenly took a lot of diligence like taking the wrong medicine. It was like hitting chicken blood and jumping around the world with Azeroth.
First temporarily sealed the entire Icecrown Citadel. The lad Lich King was terrified and was crying without tears.
Is there any Wang Fa yet, what is this? Illegal imprisonment? Black jail? If your Titan wants to catch people and go to jail, then you must follow the Basic Law!
The current situation is that the undead in the fortress can't get out, and the big troops outside the fortress can't come in. No matter what defense you do, the next second of crossing the boundary is to burn to ashes in an instant, and to die on the spot is called a neat and clean.
Finished the imprisonment with the Lich King, and then boss Hu rushed to Tirisfal Glades nonstop, dropping the miracle that was almost forgotten by the mortal.
The gloomy sky that was originally covered by the dark clouds in Tirisfal Glades, under the forced interference of the Azeroth restart device in the Hall of Origins of Uldum, changed again to be as clear as the old days, and the soft sunlight once again penetrated the dark Thick clouds shone on this land that had been ravaged by undead for a long time.
This woodland was once as prosperous and fertile as the Elvin Forest. The natural disaster plague destroyed all this, but now the disaster has become an old history.
Soon, this huge woodland will be full of vitality again, and nature will automatically complete all the follow-up.
On the other hand, the dark golden dawn power of the sky enveloped the entire ruins of Lordaeron. Then, in front of tens of thousands of Lordaeron, boss Hu exerted the immense power of the Titan gods.
A heavenly Titan power projection stared at the ruins of the city below like a pile of children's building blocks.
The Titan waved his right hand at will, and the divine power was mobilized accordingly.
The entire ruin of Lordaeron instantly became a piece of gravel of indeterminate size, floating in the air.
"God's anger is enough to turn any existence into powder."
Immediately afterwards, the innumerable rubble quickly reorganized in the sky, then landed back to the ground, and then reconstructed the magnificent capital of Lordaeron before the destruction at the speed visible to the naked eye. Everything seemed to go back in time. .
"The gift of God is enough to rebirth any existence."
The look of all the Lordaerons was very excited. They knelt down on the ground and kowtowed non-stop, projecting the most solemn etiquette in the world to Titan's divine power.
Garithus, a fanatical Lordaeronist, was dancing like a madman at this moment, and roaring nonsense in his mouth that no one could understand, it seemed that he was simply venting his inner ecstasy.
"I really feel that this is a dream ... I never thought I could see this capital city of Lordaeron again with my own eyes, everything and the memory has not changed."
Tirion and Brigitte Abidis and a team of former Lordaeron forces, standing on a hillside not far away, quietly watched the capital of Lordaeron shining silver-white in the sun The shining towering city walls.
"Yeah ... It's like going back in time at the same time ... I have forgotten the power of God, I have almost forgotten what it looks like."
Behind Tirion, the senior members of Silver Dawn nodded with emotion.
Cang! clang! clang!
A thick and long bell sounded through the earth, and it did not fall for a long time.
Once that day, when Prince Arthas returned triumphantly, this great bell sounded the overture of Lordaeron's destruction. Under the control of His Royal Highness, the Undead Scourge swept and destroyed the entire northern kingdom.
Now, the flag of Lordaeron slowly rises again, fluttering across the city head, hunting in the wind.
The flags are very old, they are all the old things used by the Lordaeron Army for a long time, and now they have finally returned to where they should have been.
To this day, this big bell is ringing again, and this time it is not accompanied by disaster, but the hope of rebirth.
"His Royal Highness, you should lead your army into the city."
Tirion coughed lightly and bowed to Princess Kalia.
Princess Kaliya was still a bit dull at the moment, nodded unresponsively, and then snorted.
"Ah, yes ... That's right ... Enter the city, Garithos, and let the All-Nationalists line up, ready to enter the city!"
This day was designated as the rebirth day of Lordaeron's kingdom and became the grand festival of Lordaeron's people after Winter Veil.
Princess Kaliya rode her cavalry horse that exuded the morning light, leading the army of the Zoroastrian Army at the forefront.
The entire city is extremely empty, no people stand on the streets on both sides or greet by the window, and there are no petals falling in the sky, everything is extremely silent.
But every soldier of Lordaeron was at a trance at the moment, and they seemed to collectively have hallucinations.
The time is in a hurry, and for a while, most of the life has passed, the familiar streets are still there, but the old people of that year don't know where to return.
They seemed to have penetrated the time barrier, saw the bustling scene in the old city of Lordaeron, cheering people, and seeing the people on both sides of the street.
Their old souls are cheering, everything is like a silent celebration, lively and sad at the same time.
Turned over and dismounted before the gate of the palace, Princess Kalia took her dark golden sword and strode up the steps, following the long corridor that her brother Alsace had walked towards the King's Hall.
The same path, he brought destruction, he brought a new life.
Spotless in the king's hall, as if it had just been carefully cleaned by the court attendants.
In the deepest part of the rotunda, the familiar throne of Lordaeron is welcoming his new owner, gazing through the sunlight projected from the top of the center of the hall. The throne makes people feel so unreal.
On the throne, a golden crown was quietly placed. In the center of the crown was an eyeball carved with black gemstones.
Kalia slowly walked up and took the crown in her hands ~ EbookFREE.me ~ meditated silently.
Here was originally the place where his father Emperor Terenas discussed. The father ’s orders were issued from here, and his father was here to receive various big figures. The majesty of Lordaeron originated here.
It is here that his father was killed by Alsace.
Under the throne, a sound of armor friction interrupted Princess Kalia's thinking.
"Salute to you, Lord Lordaeron, Her Majesty Queen Kalia."
Garytus, the middle-aged uncle, leaned on his long sword and knelt down first, shouting to Princess Kalia standing in front of the throne.
Behind him, the generals of the Lord of the Restoration of Lordaeron also knelt down one after another, repeating the words of Garethus.
Princess Kalia turned around and heard the sword in her hand violently in the floor in front of her. Then she held the crown with her two hands and put it on her long golden hair.
No one is crowning themselves, nor do they need others to be crowned, Menethil always holds power.
"For Lordaeron."
Her Majesty looked at her subjects below, with a low voice, but said with a very firm tone.
"For Lordaeron!"
"Long live!"
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