Darkan Drasir turned around alertly, only to see a young human appear less than three meters away from him.

What was even more strange was that the undead ghouls, zombies and shadows seemed not to have noticed this living person at all and allowed him to pass by without any reaction.

You know, even though he has been recognized by Arthas, he still doesn't dare to get too close to these undead armies that have an instinctive hatred for life.

Otherwise, if some brainless low-level zombie failed to control its instincts and pounced on you, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Hello, dear Dar'Khan Drathir.

I have to say that your recent methods of threatening and killing those councillors in Silvermoon City, as well as your selfishness of sacrificing the entire country and even the race for your own sake, really opened my eyes.

Although there are many people who are more evil and cruel than you, it is rare to find someone like you who can sell out everything without any psychological burden, even using your best friends.

I am very curious about what kind of soul is hidden in your fragile mortal body.

And how long can you remain loyal to Arthas and the Lich King?"

Zuo Si looked up and down at this "unparalleled loyal and righteous" high elf wizard with a slightly amusing look.

Because according to his understanding, Dal'kan Drathir's position in Silvermoon City's power and political system is actually not low.

Because he was sent to assist the priest Liadrin, who later became the leader of the blood elf paladins, in investigating the malfunctioning rune stone in his early years, he forged friendships with many descendants of nobles with status and position, including Lor'themar Theron.

In addition, his identity as a mage is equivalent to a high-level mage in the human magic system of Dalaran, and his arcane magic strength is only one step away from becoming a great mage.

This means that he does not belong to the lower class who cannot really get promoted, but rather belongs to the upper-middle class.

All acts of betrayal and logic are entirely out of sophisticated selfishness, just like many greedy people who have clearly received enough rewards but always feel that it is not enough.

And the souls of these people are precisely what Baator considers the most valuable.

The demons transformed from their souls often have unimaginable "ambition" and will use any means to climb up and accomplish more for their masters.

What's more, although Dar'Khan Drathir is now loyal to the Scourge, in fact he is only doing it to obtain the infinite magical power of the Sunwell.

After witnessing Kel'Thuzad's resurrection as a terrifying archlich with the help of the Sunwell's infinite energy, he would once again try to betray Arthas, and was eventually executed and turned into a controlled servant.

As we all know, there are wrong names in the world but there are no wrong nicknames.

Therefore, this guy's "unparalleled loyalty" is absolutely worthy of the name. From beginning to end, he is only loyal to himself and the power and knowledge he pursues.

He never cared about his camp, race, or identity, and even life and death were not a big deal.

"Are you the chosen one and the spokesperson of the so-called God of Contract?"

Dal'kan Drathir obviously had enough spies and helpers in Silvermoon City, so he recognized Zuo Si's superficial identity at once.

After all, with the full outbreak of the Undead Scourge, some priests and civilian believers who believed in the God of the Contract also appeared on the side of the High Elves.

Although the number is not large, it is enough to form a parallel in faith with the Church of Holy Light.

In addition, the sect itself does not have any offensive religious fanaticism, but rather generally advocates order and rationality, so many people are willing to join it with the mentality of giving it a try or learning more.

No matter what, at this time no one would easily give up a force that has the ability to produce holy water to resist the magical plague.

What puzzled Dalkan Drasir was that the other party's previous identity was clearly just a farmer's son living in the East Wilde area, so why did he possess such amazing magical powers and knowledge in such a short period of time.

Especially his manners and conversation at the banquet did not seem like those of an illiterate farmer who lacked education and could not even recognize words.

But Zuo Si's attention was obviously no longer on this traitor, but on Sylvanas Windrunner who had been transformed into a banshee, and her soul which had been completely torn apart by some interesting force but not broken.

Specifically, anyone who dies from Frostmourne has the good parts of their soul stripped away, leaving only those parts with the strongest negative emotions.

For example, Arthas stripped away the good part of himself in the form of an innocent child, leaving only an endless desire for eternal life.

Sylvanas retained the hatred and spent her entire life hunting down Arthas at all costs, committing countless unforgivable atrocities for the sake of it.

This includes but is not limited to condoning the Royal Apothecary Society's cruel human experiments to develop a new plague, not even sparing their allies, preventing the Forsaken of Lordaeron from meeting and reconciling with their families, and slaughtering all the survivors in Tirisfal Glades, Silverpine Forest, Hillsbrad Foothills, and other places.

But what’s interesting is that after doing so many cruel things, the Dark Queen actually committed suicide decisively after taking revenge, wanting to end this cursed life form.

Those Forsaken who shouted "Long live the Queen" and "Long live Sylvanas" probably had no idea that in his mind, they were just tools and consumables of revenge.

After her great revenge was achieved, Sylvanas no longer cared about the fate of the living dead who were loyal to her. She only wanted to be liberated and sleep peacefully.

According to the original timeline, her lost kind soul would be devoured by Frostmourne and sent to the hands of the master who controls the Maw in the Shadow Realm.

But now, that half of the soul is being preserved intact in the amulet around his neck, emitting a silver glow that symbolizes the power of the soul.

After more than ten seconds, Zuo Si finally looked away from the amulet. He ignored Dalkan's alertness and asked directly, "How do you feel now?"

“It’s terrible.

Ever since I was killed and resurrected by that evil rune sword, I can no longer feel all the good things in this world. All that is left is the never-extinguished anger and hatred in my heart.

I hate Arthas and the Lich King, I hate the traitor Dal'Khan, and I even hate myself for being so disgusting.

I wanted to kill everything, destroy everything, but in the end I could do nothing.

You are right, I made a mistake, a very, very fatal mistake, which was to think that death would be the end of everything.

But I never expected that it was just the beginning of pain and torture.

If it's convenient, could you please kill me?"

Sylvanas raised her head with a pleading look.

Although she had no idea what abilities this young human who claimed to be God's chosen one had, she knew that since Prince Kael'thas could call him "my dear friend", he must have magical powers commensurate with his own.

Otherwise, given the pride of the Elf Prince, he would never condescend to make friends with a human who is not even a fraction of his age.

Let’s see who can get Kael’thas’s attention.

In the entire Dalaran, apart from those highly respected archmages, the only young generation are Arthas and Jaina.

"You want to die?"

Zuo Si stared at the other person's eyes that were flashing red and asked back.

Although there was no spark in the body of this consciousness container, he could still clearly sense the abundant death and shadow energy in the banshee's body, as well as the powerful mental control power that extended from this basis.

As expected, the Shadowlands behind the Lich King and Frostmourne represent not so much death as the power of the soul and mind.

It is completely different from what ordinary people think, that being able to create terrible undead spirits represents evil.

Quite the opposite.

This kind of power has no distinction between good and evil. It is simply generated by the projection of life cognition and consciousness in the physical world, that is, the power of soul and mind.

This is exactly the same as the universe where Toril exists, where the thoughts and consciousness of mortals are projected onto the outer planes.

Therefore, the ability of the Lich King, Helm of Domination, and Sylvanas to invade the minds and control the targets essentially acts directly on the soul.

This is completely different from the mind flayer mastermind and many charm spells. It is more like a way for gods, demons, and devils to control the soul.

Sylvanas raised her arm and looked at her pale and bloodless palm, and responded in a sad tone: "I can feel that my humanity is fading away every day, and I will eventually become a monster like Arthas.

Moreover, the Lich King's voice echoed in my mind all the time, leaving me with no hope of regaining my freedom.

Rather than becoming a miserable executioner and slave, perhaps complete death is a good choice.

After all, after becoming a banshee, I have killed countless former compatriots in just two or three days, and my hands are stained with the blood of innocent people.

But what was incredible was that I didn't see any guilt or pain at all, just hatred and anger that kept accumulating.

By the way, since I am under the control of the Lich King, it is impossible for me to stand here without any resistance and let others kill me at will.

I will fight back and I will fight as hard as I can."

After saying that, Sylvanas suddenly turned into an incorporeal state to avoid a sneak attack from a high elf assassin.

In a flash, she successfully created some distance with a backward jump, and while leaping backward, she pulled the bowstring and shot an arrow containing a curse.

Puff! The High Elf Assassin's heart was pierced, and dazzling blood spurted out from his chest.

What was even more terrifying was that just one or two seconds later, her body suddenly exploded, with blood, flesh and internal organs splattering everywhere.

Soon afterwards, a skeleton stood up from the bloody corpse, exuding the breath of darkness and death.

Apparently, this is the new ability Sylvanas gained after being killed by Frostmourne.

Not only can she control the will of other creatures through the power of magic, but she can also infinitely resurrect the lives she has shot and killed as skeleton servants. She can even transform herself into a disembodied banshee to avoid physical attacks.

The high-level elf assassin who died just now was definitely the top assassin in Silvermoon City.

Unfortunately, she knew too little about the current power of the former ranger general, so a sneak attack that seemed to be a sure win turned into a terrible disaster.

Zuo Si, who witnessed a brilliant counterattack, did not react at all, nor did he stop the other party from killing his former compatriots. He just said meaningfully: "There is no need to be so desperate.

How do you know that your future is destined to be a tragedy? Maybe your destiny has just begun.

When you regain your free will, that’s when you really need to make a choice.”

As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si's gaze lingered for a moment on the amulet that preserved the other half of his soul.

Sylvanas obviously noticed this as well. She subconsciously reached out and touched the pendant around her neck, with a thoughtful look on her face.

Of course she knew that the amulet concealed another part of her soul, but she just didn't know how to use it yet.

In contrast, Dar'kan Drathir seized an opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

As a mage of considerable strength, his hands almost instantly burst into dazzling arcane light.

The next second...

A dazzling arcane shock went straight to Zuo Si's back.

Unfortunately, the latter had already learned a lot in Dalaran and communicated with many great wizards, and was familiar with the current arcane magic system in Azeroth.

Coupled with the physical enhancements brought by the blood of the Blood God Hakkar and the blood of the Dreadlord, one must at least reach the level of a great wizard in order to pose a threat to him.

What's more, the biggest difference between Zuo Si and the wizards in this world is that he has developed a habit in Faerun of casting a large number of protective spells to save his life anytime and anywhere.

Therefore, before the arcane impact could get close, it was blocked by an invisible layer of protection and formed ripples in the air like water waves.

This scene undoubtedly made Darkhan Drathir look shocked and unbelievable. He subconsciously wanted to command the ghouls and other undead creatures to rush forward, and even gave Sylvanas an attack order.

But before any sound could come out of his throat, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then his neck was tightly pinched by a hand. Not to mention making a sound, he couldn't even cough violently. His whole face suddenly turned red and turned purple and black.

"You are braver than I thought."

Zuo Si used the back of his hand to pull the elf wizard's feet off the ground, and a blood-red light flashed in his eyes.

Darkan Drasier only felt that the blood in his body began to churn uncontrollably, with large amounts of blood oozing out of his nose, mouth, ears and eyes, and his heart was beating violently as if it would explode at any time.

Was he going to die? Fear immediately dominated his brain, causing him to struggle and turn around to ask his master Arthas for help.

After all, he abandoned his compatriots, abandoned his country, betrayed and used his friends, and finally got the promise of the Lich King. How could he die at the last moment of victory?

Arthas, who was fighting with Anasterian, seemed to sense something and immediately released a powerful gust of wind.

Perhaps due to his advanced age, King Anasterian was unable to release the flames of Flame Strike to vaporize it all this time, but was instead pierced by a broken ice spike through the gap in his shoulder armor.

Although the wound was not big, it caused the strength and reaction speed of one of the arms to drop significantly, so he could only retreat back in sweat.

The Death Knight turned his horse around quickly and locked onto the familiar figure not far away. He asked in surprise, "Why are you in Silvermoon City? Is this also the guidance of the so-called God behind you?"

"Long time no see, Your Highness."

Zuo Si stroked his chest with one hand and bowed slightly as he did when they were together before.

"You've changed a lot since we met in Stratholme.

I really want to know what interesting things will happen when you meet the Crown Prince of Lordaeron who was willing to sacrifice himself for the people in the past.

You know what? I never thought you made the wrong decision in Stratholme.

Perhaps it was indeed controversial on a moral level, but in practice it delayed or even prevented the spread of the plague in the East Weald region, saving more civilians.

Even if it's only temporary.

And you should be prepared to face criticism when you do this.

But why did it become like this in such a short time after arriving in Northrend to hunt down Mal'Ganis?

Is it because of the whispers from the Lich King behind Frostmourne?

Or are you questioning the choice you think is right in your heart? Or is your will defeated by some of your worst fears in your subconscious mind? "

These words seemed to evoke Arthas's dusty memories. He lowered his head and fell into a brief silence. Then he gently brushed the blade of the rune sword with his fingers and responded in an emotionless tone: "First of all, I thank you for your support and recognition of the Stratholme incident.

At least you are the only one among all the people I know so far who holds such a view.

But you did not accompany me to Northrend, so you did not witness the horrors that unfolded across that frozen land, nor did you know the sacrifices I had to make in my quest for vengeance.

I have also hesitated and been confused, wandering alone in the snow and wind, searching for the so-called meaning of life.

Finally I realized that the reason why there is so much pain and sorrow in this world is because human life is too fragile.

But if I can turn them all into undead, wouldn't I be able to stay away from birth, aging, sickness and death and achieve eternal life? So I decided to slaughter the entire world with my own hands and establish an eternal kingdom.

Would you like to help me?"

At the end of his speech, the Death Knight extended an invitation to this "friend" who supported him during the massacre in Stratholme.

As a very "nostalgic" person, he obviously had a strong desire to kill Zuo Si and transform him into a ghost.

In this way, the other person can always be by your side like Falric and Marwyn.

"I'm so sorry, Your Highness.

I have no interest in an eternal kingdom populated only by the dead.

Compared to that cold and lifeless atmosphere, a vivid world is more fascinating.

Don’t you think it’s boring when everyone around you just obeys?

Just like this high elf wizard who betrayed his race and country.

His meanness, selfishness, and lust for arcane magical power are the most interesting parts of building a real world."

The latter was coughing and vomiting violently while breathing in big gulps of fresh air.

After recovering a little, he didn't dare to stay for even a second, and immediately crawled back to his owner, his face full of fear.

This guy was obviously frightened by the powerful magical protection surrounding Zuo Si's body. He couldn't believe that someone could maintain so many different types of protective spells at the same time.

Arthas ignored Darkan Drathir, a servant who had lost his usefulness, and sighed involuntarily: "Alas - that's such a pity.

You should know that I have always valued you.

I even hoped that you could serve as prime minister after I became king and turn the Kingdom of Lordaeron into a true paradise on earth.

不过没关系，反正只要这柄剑刺穿你的胸膛之后，结果都是一样的。”

说话的功夫，骑在骸骨战马上的阿尔萨斯身体开始微微前倾，明显是做好了发动冲锋的准备。

受伤的安纳斯特里亚国王见状，立刻抛出手中的烈焰之击大喊道：“接住，年轻人。小心这家伙，他那柄符文剑有问题。”

“请不必担心，这个世界上没有人比我更了解霜之哀伤和它背后隐藏的秘密。至于您和城墙上其他的高等精灵士兵就赶紧撤退吧，这里有我一个人就足够了。”

左思一把接住“火之高兴”，感受着剑身内部所附着的魔法力量，随即凭借对能量的强大控制力，以及从未在这个世界出现过的奥术魔法技巧，瞬间将这柄神器的威力发挥到极致。

还没等其他人反应过来发生了什么，一道刺眼的火焰风暴便从天而降，轰的一声砸在成千上万的亡灵大军头顶。

顶在最前沿的士兵甚至能够感觉到那扑面而来的热浪，还以为自己要在这个强大魔法的波及下小命不保。

但眨眼功夫他们就发现，所有的火焰在靠近精灵一方的时候都会迅速收缩，就仿佛遇到了一面看不见的墙壁一样。

如此精准的控制力，即便是身为最强精灵法师的安纳斯特里亚也绝对不可能做到。

确切地说，这位年迈的老国王此刻也跟其他人一样露出惊骇的神情。

尤其是看向左思的眼神，就好像在看一个无法用常理来形容的怪物。

毕竟不管是达拉然还是银月城，所有魔法教材的第一课就会明确阐述，越是大范围杀伤性魔法就越难以被控制，所以误伤友军这种情况根本都不叫事。

战士也对此表示十分理解，从来没有因为己方大范围杀伤性法术造成的伤亡而去找法师的麻烦。

他们明白，敌人才是承受伤害的主要对象。

只有获得这些强力魔法的支援，自己这边的伤亡情况才会最大限度的降低。

可现在，有个看上去还没有完全成年的人类，居然能在第一次拿到烈焰之击后就完美操控了这件神器，而且用得比逐日者家族的安纳斯特里亚国王更好，实在是让看不起其他种族的高等精灵感到无法接受。

仅仅一击！ 所有爬上城墙的亡灵大军就全部焚烧殆尽，就连城墙下边数十米范围内也统统遭到清空。

如此强大的魔法力量，显然早已超过了代表银月城魔法最高成就的大魔导师。

不过很快，安纳斯特里亚国王就意识到这是一个绝佳的撤退机会，赶忙大声向守卫部队下达撤退命令，自己则隔着老远继续喊道：“年轻人，这里就交给你了。

我们高等精灵永远不会忘记今天这份恩情。

别太勉强自己，能撑多久就撑多久。

实在不行就撤退到港口，我会命人给你留一条船。”

“请不必客气，我只是在尽一位盟友的义务，同时保护城内那些教会虔诚的信徒。

相信通过刚才的战斗，您应该已经意识到太阳井绝对是守不住的。

因此我建议您最好带领人民先暂时到海上躲避一段时间，亦或是直接通过传送门前往荆棘谷避难。

唯有如此才能确保更多的人活下来。”

左思显然看出了这位国王还打算退守太阳井跟天灾死磕，实在忍不住又提醒了一句。

“我会考虑的……”

安纳斯特里亚国王十分敷衍的点了下头。

从那不肯认输的眼神很容易就能判断出，他压根没有听从劝告的意思，打算带着一批人退到太阳井构建最后的防御。

毕竟像“君王死社稷”这种事情，在艾泽拉斯是一件相当普遍的事情，同时也是贵族精神的所在。

无论是暴风王国的国王——莱恩·乌瑞恩死战不退，在对抗兽人入侵期间遭到迦罗娜刺杀身死，还是他的儿子瓦里安亲自断后直至英勇战死，都是这种贵族精神的体现。

抛弃国家与人民逃跑的国王，在这个世界的人眼中就跟懦夫、胆小鬼没有任何区别。

所以但凡有点自尊心的国王，最终都会在国家灭亡时选择通过一场悲壮的战斗来终结自己的生命，而不是选择逃跑。

但好在安纳斯特里亚国王只带走了一部分愿意继续战斗到死的士兵、法师和牧师，并没有裹挟那些平民一起给自己陪葬。

他甚至还故意给儿子下达去保护民众的命令，禁止凯尔萨斯跟随部队一起前往太阳井做最后的挣扎。

毫无疑问，随着高等精灵全面撤退，银月城已经在事实上沦陷了。

虽然左思阻挡了从正面发动强攻的天灾军团，可是却够不到通过地道进入城内并四处乱窜的小股亡灵部队。

唯一值得庆幸的是，人口损失并不像原本时间线里的那样惨重，几乎到了灭族的边缘，许多平民都成功借助船只和传送门逃了出去。

看着远处港口扬起的大片白色风帆，沉默了良久的阿尔萨斯终于再次开口询问道：“你这是想要效仿希尔瓦娜斯，牺牲自己来拯救更多的生命吗？”

“牺牲自己？ 不，不，不，你似乎误会了什么。

我站在这里可不是为了要牺牲自己，而是对实力有足够自信。

另外，作为对你没有趁着这段时间发起进攻的感谢，我决定告诉你一个秘密，一个关于巫妖王来历的秘密。

不知道你是否有兴趣听呢？”

左思抿起嘴角露出了毫不掩饰的恶趣味。

随着银月城的精灵基本已经撤离完毕，他此行的最大目的总算是达成了大半，剩下就是愉快的乐子人时间。

“你知道巫妖王的来历？”

阿尔萨斯苍白的脸上露出了无比惊讶的表情。

因为到目前为止，他自己都不知道巫妖王究竟是什么，甚至对方很多的计划和想法还是通过克尔苏加德的鬼魂来传递。

左思笑着点了下头：“没错。

我不仅知道他来历，以及正在为燃烧军团入侵这个世界效力的事实。

同样还可以告诉你，所谓的巫妖王原本不过是一个又老、又懦弱，一辈子除了失败就是失败的兽人萨满灵魂转化而成。

他的名字叫做耐奥祖，亲手把自己族人推向燃烧军团怀抱的罪人。”

伴随着这番话脱口而出，霜之哀伤突然之间爆发出大片的冰霜和刺骨寒意。

一股强大的力量直接涌向左思，想要把这个泄露巫妖王最大秘密的大胆狂徒灵魂从身体里拽出来。

但遗憾的是，无论这股力量如何加强，最终都没有从肉体中拖出任何跟灵魂有关的东西。

确切地说，这个容器内压根就没有灵魂。

身体原主人的灵魂，这会儿早就被塞进克隆术所制造的新身体中，已经在荆棘谷开始了新的生活。

而左思则仅仅是靠着一缕降临的意识来操控身体，哪里会有什么灵魂。

所以巫妖王乃至其背后暗影界都拿他无可奈何。

这就好像一无所有的人是社会最可怕的不稳定因素一样，没有灵魂的人在艾泽拉斯也同样能够横着走。

短暂的交锋过后，远在冰封王座上的耐奥祖迅速收敛了自己的力量，并开始透过霜之哀伤催促阿尔萨斯赶紧发起进攻，杀掉这个知晓了太多秘密的敌人。

可阿尔萨斯显然跟巫妖王的其他仆从不一样，他是除了希尔瓦娜斯之外拥有最强独立意识的第一死亡骑士，所以并未立刻付诸行动，而是皱起眉头继续追问：“你说巫妖王就是兽人萨满耐奥祖，有什么证据吗？”

“刚才霜之哀伤的反应，我觉得就已经是很好的证明了。

毕竟很多时候最伤人的从来都不是谎言，而是真相。

怎么样，你现在是不是感觉很奇怪？ 毕竟那么强大且无所不能的巫妖王，本质上不过是个卑劣而又懦弱的小丑，甚至还不如达尔坎·德拉希尔这个叛徒。

起码后者在为自己争取利益的时候敢于做任何事情。

最重要的是，无论他怎样吹嘘自己，都仅仅只是燃烧军团的一颗棋子，一举一动受到恐惧魔王们的监视。

那看似强大无敌的天灾军团，在真正的主人面前就如同臭虫一样，轻而易举就会被碾死。”

左思脸上挂着恶趣味的笑容，当着希尔瓦娜斯和阿尔萨斯的面开始揭巫妖王的老底。

耐奥祖是怎样从一个人见人厌的老兽人萨满，变成被无数人视作神一样存在的巫妖王呢？

答案是营造神秘感。

由于他的灵魂和统御之冠一起禁锢在诺森德的冰块之中，所以压根就没有实体，完全是通过强大的心灵力量与外界沟通。

This means that Ner'zhul can use this skill to whisper in other people's ears like an old god, and deliberately use the power of the mind to impart some forbidden knowledge and psychic magic that has been instilled into his mind.

In this way, he can establish the image of an omnipotent god in the minds of his targets.

Even someone as smart as Kel'Thuzad was fooled in the end, let alone the others.

Therefore, in the eyes of many people in the curse sect, the Lich King is a god, a god who is in charge of forbidden magic and death.

So how can we destroy the fanatics' worship and obedience to God? Of course, we should dig up all his past dark history and expose the mean, cowardly, timid, and indecisive old orc to everyone.

It will be fun to watch when all the self-aware high-level undead in the Scourge begin to despise and resist the rule of Ner'zhul.

After all, no matter how strong the amplifying power of the Helmet of Domination is, it is impossible to suppress the resistance of thousands of free wills at the same time.

"What are you still hesitating about? Kill him now!"

The roar of Frostmourne, like a cold wind, kept ringing in his ears, urging Arthas to take action.

From the urgent tone, the Death Knight felt the Lich King's wrath for the first time.

Similarly, he also realized that all the information just now was true.

It turns out that the master he had been serving was actually a despicable and ridiculous clown.

Even the ghost of Kel'Thuzad beside him did not stand up to give any advice at this time.

Sylvanas's mouth corners curled up wildly, her face full of mockery and sarcasm.

Needless to say, Zuo Si's words began to take effect.

You know, authority is often very difficult to establish, but very easy to destroy.

Most importantly, the native inhabitants of Azeroth have an innate contempt, disgust and hatred for the invading orcs, viewing them as barbaric and uncivilized beasts.

This is also why Daelin showed no mercy when attacking the orc settlement.

Because when the orcs invaded this world, they were a group of wild beasts that could not communicate, did not follow any rules, and did not take prisoners.

Wherever it passed, no matter whether it was humans, poultry or livestock, all died.

Even the envoys sent out would be sacrificed to the demons of the Burning Legion.

In addition, Kel'Thuzad, Arthas, Sylvanas and other high-level undead were the elites of their respective countries and races when they were alive.

They might be able to accept being controlled by a mysterious and omnipotent god, but they would never accept being commanded by a lowly and inferior orc shaman.

Although these few people are not enough to form a resistance force at present, as long as the seeds of betrayal and suspicion are planted, it will not take long for them to grow into towering trees.

Finally, under the repeated urging of Ner'zhul, Arthas finally wielded Frostmourne and launched a charge, marking the beginning of the battle.

Boom!!! When the two elemental energies of ice and fire collided with each other, the entire wall of Silver Moon City, which was reinforced by magic, was torn apart in an instant.

The tightly closed door collapsed with a loud bang, and the shock wave destroyed all the buildings within a radius of 100 meters.

If you look down from a high place, you will find that the semicircular area on Zuo Si's side is divided by where the two people are standing. It is all ignited by flames, even the stones and steel have turned into boiling liquid, while the Death Knight's side is completely covered by crystal clear ice.

In the next few minutes, Arthas launched attacks again and again according to the Lich King's orders, but they were all easily resolved.

After a few rounds, Arthas finally realized something and asked with a horrified expression, "Did you teach Jialiya how to use the sword?"

"Haha, have you finally figured it out? That's right, I was the one who taught her the sword dance. How about it? It doesn't feel good to be scolded by your own sister and have one of your eyes gouged out, right?"

At the moment, Zuo Si has obviously completely transformed into a man of fun, specializing in rubbing salt into other people's wounds.

"So you knew everything from the beginning, the consequences of my leaving Stratholme for Northrend?"

Although Arthas is called a "fool", he has been trained as the crown prince for so many years, so he is not really stupid. He just likes to dwell on problems that he cannot solve.

If he still couldn't see the foresight demonstrated by Zuo Si's actions at this time, he could just die.

“Isn’t this obvious?

Remember what I told you? You would be the king of Lordaeron.

From the moment you killed King Terenas to the time when Calia announced that she would succeed you as queen, weren't you the undisputed king of Lordaeron?

It just wasn't the way you imagined it would be when you ascended to the throne.

Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to inform you.

In fact, your sister Jialiya has secretly married and gave birth to a lovely and beautiful daughter.

This means that the throne of Lordaeron has a new heir."

During the ten or so seconds that Zuo Si was speaking, Arthas's expression became extremely ugly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although because he was already dead, his face didn't look very good to begin with.

"Banshee! Your master needs help!"

The Death Knight was obviously enraged, and without saying anything, he chose to call for help.

Although Sylvanas was very reluctant, she still drew her bow and shot a cursed black arrow.

Zuo Si waved the Fire Joy to easily block it, and then accepted this unfair one-on-two fight with a provocative smile.

With his current strength that is comparable to that of the Demigod of the Wilderness, and the constant supply of magic from the Sunwell behind him, it is not difficult to deal with two enemies who are not good at spells.