Kul Tiras' fleet commander Daelin is gathering here with a group of captains, officers, and sailors.

In the open space near the beach, you can see densely lit bonfires, and people sitting around the bonfires eating, drinking, and chatting, and from time to time you can hear rude curses and laughter.

Apparently, they were resting here for the night after a day's patrol along the coastline.

Although it is possible to sleep in the hammock in the cabin, that dim, depressing space filled with all kinds of smells that are difficult to describe in words is obviously far less comfortable than camping on open land.

What's more, the body would definitely not be able to withstand eating those pickled foods while sailing on the sea for a long time.

At this time, it is particularly important to go ashore and get some fresh meat, vegetables and fruits to improve the food.

So Dai Lin would dock the fleet near the bay of the island every night and let his men take turns going ashore to relax and rest in order to alleviate the mental and psychological effects of years of boring life at sea.

Of course, the most important reason why he dared to do this was that the orcs had no decent sea and air power at all.

Those inferior fishing boats that were as big as bathtubs, as well as the airships hired from the goblins, have now all sunk to the bottom of the sea and become a paradise for fish.

The entire coastline of Azshara is now completely controlled by the Kul Tiran naval fleet.

Unless the enemy can grow wings and fly over, the vast ocean is the best barrier.

At this moment, the most legendary fleet commander of the Alliance was sitting next to a huge bonfire, gnawing on a roasted seabird shot by his men with muskets, drinking his favorite liquor, his eyes filled with the pleasure of revenge.

Ever since his eldest son died at the hands of the Dragonmaw Clan orcs, it has been a long time since he felt like a living person rather than a numb walking corpse.

Especially when he saw those savage and bloodthirsty green monsters witnessing the death of their loved ones and children, standing on the beach like crazy and raging at the warships that they could never reach, and then being blown into pieces one by one by the ship's guns, it made Daelin realize for the first time that orcs also have feelings and can also have strong negative emotions such as pain and despair.

This discovery undoubtedly made him excited and ecstatic.

After all, the act of revenge itself is a simple irrational vent.

The more painful and desperate the party being retaliated against appears in this process, the more satisfaction the avenger will get from it, and then he will believe in his heart that fairness and justice have been upheld.

If the other party simply chooses to lie down without any reaction, the avenger will not be satisfied psychologically. Instead, he may feel bored and empty, or even give up revenge halfway.

In short, the orcs' reaction further stimulated Dai Lin.

The legendary commander of the Alliance Navy had a voracious appetite and had just finished eating a whole roasted seabird, throwing the bones into the campfire.

Although he is already quite old, with wrinkles on his face and forehead, and even a fair amount of white hair, his eyes are still as sharp as an osprey.

His strong muscles and thick joints prove that he is still a formidable and powerful warrior.

The magic scimitar hanging at his waist and two high-powered revolvers tailor-made by dwarf engineers enable him to not only engage in close combat but also carry out long-range attacks.

Especially in the traditional naval battle - boarding a ship, such a pistol can often play a huge role.

After boarding, a single salvo could kill or injure more than a quarter or even more of the enemies gathered on the deck.

This can be seen from the fact that almost every sailor and soldier in the entire Kul Tiras fleet is carrying at least one pistol.

This is the result of the popularization of revolvers that can fire multiple times.

Before this, many people would even choose to equip themselves with more than four flintlock pistols in order to gain an advantage in boarding operations, so that they could pull them out at any time and fire a shot at the opponent who was close at hand.

After filling his stomach, Dai Lin raised the bottle and gulped down the little wine left. Then he smiled and asked the adjutant beside him: "My friend, after losing all the fishing boats, how long do you think the orcs can survive by relying on the food they get from hunting, breeding and gathering?"

The latter lowered his head and thought for a moment, then quickly replied: “I think it will take no more than a month.

Because they had robbed the Alliance's ships from the eastern continent and crossed the Endless Sea to reach Kalimdor, they did not have much food reserves.

It is estimated that after landing, they relied on hunting and robbery to obtain supplies.

This means that before settling down, the orcs were actually always in a state where they could run out of food at any time.

Although they later settled in Azshara and used the rich hunting grounds and fishing resources here to obtain sufficient food, it did not last long.

It is quite difficult to survive for a month after the coastline was blocked.

After all, compared to fishing, the food that can be obtained from hunting is too limited.

As for the output of breeding, it needs enough time to settle before it can remain stable.

Orcs simply don’t have that much time.”

"That means, in a month at most, we will be able to watch these beasts kill each other, right?"

As he said this, Dai Lin casually smashed the empty wine bottle onto the distant reef, making a sound of shattering glass.

"Yes, my lord. Then we can complete the holy revenge for your son and those innocent civilians who died tragically at the hands of the orcs, and make these damn bastards disappear from our world forever."

The adjutant gave an affirmative answer in a decisive tone.

Obviously, the reason why the Kul Tiras fleet has not chosen to land so far is not because they are afraid of a head-on battle with the orcs, but because they are waiting for the enemy to erupt in large-scale civil unrest due to food shortages.

By that time, it would be the best time for them to go ashore and kill all the orcs.

As a leader who participated in two Orc Wars, Daelin knew how terrifying these violent monsters from the world of Draenor were on the front battlefield, so he would never easily take risks with this group of naval officers and soldiers with rich combat experience.

Because the navy in the sailing ship era had the highest technological content, required the longest training and development time, and was also the most expensive of all the military branches of the same era, without a doubt.

It takes at least several years or even more than ten years for Kul Tiras to train an excellent sailor and ship commander.

During this period, they have to learn a lot of highly professional skills and knowledge, and sail on ships as apprentices to fight against pirates, Nagas, murlocs, sea monsters and other enemies.

If you are not careful, you will die.

Therefore, every sailor and officer with sufficient experience is the most valuable asset.

As long as these people remain, the maritime power of Kul Tiras will never decline.

Asking them to fight the orcs is basically like replacing assembly line workers with high-level technicians, which is a sheer crime.

Dai Lin was obviously very clear about this, so most of the battles throughout his life were fought at sea.

Very few would choose to go ashore to fight the enemy.

Even in landing operations, they would often avoid the enemy's main force and use the fleet's speed to carry out raids along the long coastline, making the opponent become more and more exhausted in the constant back and forth firefighting.

The decisive blow will not be launched until the target reveals its fatal weakness.

So even though Daelin's hatred for the orcs in his heart had long turned into a kind of strong paranoia, he did not lose his mind because of it.

Quite the opposite!

The closer he got to his goal of completely destroying the orcs, the calmer and more cautious his mind became, for fear that his recklessness and impulsiveness would ruin a good situation.

Just as the naval commander squinted his eyes and gazed at the calm sea in the distance and the ships anchored in the bay, silently pondering what strategy and action to take next to further oppress the enemy, a terrified shout suddenly came from the woods behind him, followed by many sailors and officers sitting around the campfire standing up and drawing their swords or pistols.

As it was already completely dark, it was impossible to see clearly what was happening in the woods. One could only vaguely hear someone screaming and the sound of faint fighting.

At first, Dai Lin thought that he was just attacked by sporadic wild beasts, murlocs or nagas, and did not take it too seriously.

After all, it is very common for such situations to occur on an uninhabited desert island like this, and it is not worth making a fuss about.

Officers were able to respond quickly and organize people to eliminate the threat.

But after just a few minutes he realized that something was wrong.

Because everyone who entered the forest never came out again.

The nearest bonfires were empty. At least hundreds of people had mysteriously disappeared out of thin air.

At this moment, no matter how stupid Dai Lin was, he understood that this was definitely not an isolated accidental encounter, but was 100% a premeditated attack.

So without saying a word, he immediately drew out his beloved scimitar and led his men straight towards the woods.

When I got a little closer, I immediately smelled a faint smell of blood.

An officer seemed to have discovered something and rushed into the bushes and dragged out a body.

moment!

Everyone present couldn't help but show expressions of surprise and fear.

Because the body did not have any signs of being cut or stabbed by weapons, nor did it have any wounds from being bitten or eaten by wild beasts. The only things on the body were two holes on the carotid artery in the neck, and the skin on the surface of the body looked extremely pale without a trace of blood.

After carefully examining the wound, the officer raised his head and said in a trembling voice: "He was sucked dry of blood by some monster and died!"

"What? This is impossible! I've been drifting on the sea for so many years, and I've never heard of any beast or monster that only sucks blood and doesn't eat meat!" Another middle-aged man dressed as a captain retorted harshly.

"Idiot! Just because you don't know doesn't mean it doesn't exist! Look at this body, isn't it obvious enough?"

The officer glared at the other man unhappily.

Because he knew that the captain was not so much refuting him as hiding his inner fear in this way.

After all, the wild and primitive continent of Kalimdor is quite unfamiliar to humans, and it is full of unknowns, mysteries and dangers.

Especially in Azshara, the center of the first explosion of the Well of Eternity, magnificent ruins created by the High Elves through arcane magic can be seen everywhere, as well as unknown animals and plants that were mutated by the huge impact of magical energy.

Not long ago, when the fleet first arrived in this sea area, it encountered a giant that suddenly emerged from the bottom of the sea, as well as a multi-headed monster with several heads.

If the latest models of naval guns had not been installed, several ships would probably have been severely damaged in the battle.

In addition, most people who have been sailing on the sea for a long time are more or less superstitious. When they encounter something they have never seen or cannot understand, their first subconscious reaction is to refuse to believe it.

"Damn it! So what should we do now? Go into the forest and search to see if there are any survivors?"

Another captain stood up, his face full of solemn expression.

Among the sailors who had just entered the forest and had not returned were several from his ship.

Seeing his men looking at each other in confusion, not knowing what to do, Dai Lin didn't say a word and directly said "Follow me", and then led the way into the dense forest on the island.

Perhaps inspired by the bravery of the fleet's supreme commander, the other officers and captains also joined in.

After a while, a team of two to three hundred people was organized to find out what had attacked the camp and see if the missing survivors could be rescued.

However, they did not know that their every move was clearly seen by the blood-red eyes lurking in the darkness.

About ten minutes later, in a hidden cave in the forest, a blood orc knelt on one knee and reported: "Great Chief, those humans really entered the forest recklessly as you expected. When will we catch them all in one fell swoop?"

"No hurry, wait until they go a little deeper. Remember, we only have one chance. If we fail, all our efforts will be in vain. So we must capture Daelin Proudmoore at all costs, or kill him."

As Thrall spoke, he put on the dried black plate armor again.

Not far from him, one could clearly see several human corpses that had been drained of blood.

Needless to say, in order to avoid being discovered, this group of orcs swam from the coastline of Azshara to the deserted island entirely by swimming.

This is not only a challenge to the limits of physical strength, but also a gamble and adventure.

Once encountering sea giants, hydras, murlocs, nagas or other ferocious marine creatures, the result will inevitably be heavy casualties or even annihilation of the entire army.

But Thrall obviously had no choice but to devote everything he had to this military adventure.

Fortunately, everything went well, and at least we arrived on the island safely.

Moreover, they also captured a considerable number of human captives through trapping and feasting on them, and they have now recovered almost completely.

There is no doubt that this approach has clearly deviated from his original idea of ​​reaching a reconciliation with humans and is rushing in a completely opposite direction.

Especially if the news that the blood orcs feed on humans gets out, it will inevitably cause an uproar, and their reputation will most likely become even more notorious than that of the trolls.

After all, the trolls are native creatures, and their civilization history is the longest in the entire Azeroth. They have also made great sacrifices to protect the world.

But what about the orcs?

Not only are they invaders from another world who have committed numerous unforgivable crimes, but they are also minions controlled by the Burning Legion.

If we add the factor of cannibalism, the negative buffs can basically be considered fully stacked.

It is estimated that the only one who can compete with it is the mortal enemy of all life, the Scourge led by the Lich King.

But there's nothing I can do.

The orcs have now been forced into a corner and are facing a critical moment of life and death.

Only by giving up some unnecessary things in exchange for the right to survive can we barely hold on.

So between ideal and reality, Thrall chose the latter.

After a series of psychological struggles, he finally chose to abandon the moral bottom line he had always adhered to.

At this moment, the young chief's eyes were glowing with a terrifying red light, and he no longer had the aura that was incompatible with traditional orcs. Instead, he became more violent than most of his compatriots.

Even those who had opposed him in the past had to admit that he was worthy of the position of tribal chief.

Time flies and an hour goes by quickly.

Guided by the clues deliberately left by the orcs, the team led by Dai Lin quickly passed through the dense forest and entered a valley.

Anyone with a little military experience knew what it meant to venture into such a place, not to mention a commander with outstanding military achievements.

So as expected, he ordered to stop, picked up the telescope and looked around carefully.

Unfortunately, the light from the torch obviously couldn't reach too far, so in the end I could only see it in vain.

"Sir, do you want me to take a few people in to test it out first?"

The adjutant stepped forward at this critical moment and took the initiative to take on an extremely dangerous task.

But before Dai Lin could answer, a spear suddenly flew over from somewhere without warning and pierced into the former's body with a puff.

The sharp metal tip not only pierced through the chest, but also nailed the entire person to the ground.

Blood gushed out of the wound, and it was obvious that the heart was completely shattered.

"No!!!!!!!! Pastor! Pastor, come here quickly! He needs rescue!"

Dai Lin rushed over like crazy and tried to stop the bleeding wound with his hands.

Unfortunately, before the priest in the team could get close, more javelins were thrown at him one after another from somewhere unknown.

The poor priest had not run ten meters when he was hit by a javelin and fell face up on the ground, dead.

There were at least twenty or thirty other people with him.

"Enemy attack! We are under attack! Scatter and find cover!"

A captain finally reacted and shouted loudly to his companions around him.

Unfortunately, it is obviously too late.

Hundreds of tall and strong orc warriors rushed out from the darkness, rushed into the crowd at lightning speed and killed people indiscriminately.

In just one encounter, more than forty people were chopped to the ground.

The former's advantages in strength and physique are fully demonstrated.

Usually, they would form arrays and use muskets and artillery to kill enemies from a long distance.

But the current situation was a surprise attack, and many people were beheaded by sharp blades before they even had time to draw their muskets, not to mention being lined up and shot.

Seeing these subordinates who had followed him for many years dying one after another, Dai Lin went completely crazy. He pulled out a special revolver, pointed it at the head of a blood orc and pulled the trigger.

Bang! As the gunpowder was ignited, an orange-red flame flashed across the sight of the people around, and then the target's head exploded like a watermelon falling to the ground, with blood, brain matter and skull shattered into pieces.

There is no doubt that this bullet was definitely not just an ordinary kinetic impact, but caused a secondary explosion at the moment of impact.

In other words, the super bullet in the magazine, which is several times larger than a thumb, is actually designed according to the structure of a high-explosive artillery shell.

It would be more accurate to call it a hand cannon rather than a pistol.

Any flesh and blood body has no resistance at all in front of this thing.

Unless a hit to the limbs may result in disability, a hit to any other part of the torso will inevitably end in death.

"Go to hell! Dirty green beast!"

The furious Dai Lin was undoubtedly a very terrifying warrior. He first blocked the attack of another blood orc with his scimitar, and then put his other hand holding the gun directly on the opponent's jaw, and pulled the trigger again with a grin.

Not surprisingly, this unlucky guy followed in the same footsteps as the former and his head exploded on the spot.

才短短几秒钟的功夫，就有七八个血兽人倒在了这位库尔提拉斯海军统帅的脚下。

其中绝大部分是被手枪打碎头部或者心脏瞬间暴毙，只有一个是被弯刀砍下了脑袋。

很显然，像这种全部都是一击毙命的伤口，即便是拥有强大恢复能力的血兽人也没办法幸免。

其余的人类在看到自家领袖如此勇猛，也不顾可能会造成误伤友军的情况，开始在近身肉搏战中使用包括枪械、手雷在内的火药武器。

尤其是那些与兽人有着血海深仇的家伙，甚至会在临死前拉下炸弹的引线，直接扑上去抱住某个敌人死也不肯撒手，直至炸弹发出轰的一声巨响把两人一起炸成碎尸。

那惨烈的画面就连向来悍不畏死的兽人都感到震惊与错愕。

因为在他们的固有印象中，人类士兵一旦被自己近身冲乱阵型，通常坚持不了多久便会崩溃。

可眼前这些家伙却截然相反。

经历过最开始遭到突袭的混乱之后，他们非但没有崩溃，而且还越战越勇，临死前都要拉上一个陪葬的。

其中临死前眼神中透露出赤裸裸的仇恨，让不少自诩无所畏惧的兽人战士第一次感受到了胆寒。

那压根不是什么普通的敌意或憎恨，而是要将兽人整个种族赶尽杀绝，哪怕为此付出再大代价也在所不惜的疯狂。

他们不明白也不理解，为什么自己已经离开了东部大陆来到原始荒凉的卡利姆多定居，可这些人类还是穷追不舍。

不过意志和仇恨的力量终究无法扳回力量上的劣势。

在付出了一定的伤亡之后，兽人终究是完成了对这支人类军队的歼灭。

除了零星几个身受重伤的军官，就只剩下戴琳一个还有余力能够抵抗，但也就仅此而已了。

因为他面对的不是别人，正是瓦罗克·萨鲁法尔。

很显然，已经年老力衰的戴琳根本不可能打得过正处在壮年的萨鲁法尔。

从后者加入战斗的那一刻起，他就一直处在被压制的状态。

“投降吧，人类。你是个勇敢的战士，我们愿意给予你最起码的尊重。”萨鲁法尔盯着面前气喘吁吁的老男人说道。

可戴琳显然并不领情，直接啐了一口带血的唾沫回应道：“呸！别做梦了！我宁愿战死也不会向你们这些肮脏的野兽投降！”

“肮脏的野兽？”

萨鲁法尔在听到这个充满蔑视和侮辱性的称呼后下意识皱起了眉头。

“没错！你们像是毒瘤和浓疮一样玷污了这个美丽的世界。我要做的就是彻底摧毁你们，确保艾泽拉斯再也没有任何一个活着兽人。”

在说这番话的时候，戴琳彻底释放了内心之中积压多年的愤怒和仇恨，完全没有把自己的生死放在心上。

那种扑面而来已经扭曲的强烈恨意就如同一根刺，瞬间扎进了萨鲁法尔的内心。

身为极少数真正反省过的兽人，他无疑非常清部落过去都干了些什么，以及人类在遭受巨大伤亡后所普遍产生的仇恨情绪。

在他看来，想要化解这种仇恨最好的方式就是远离人类，让时间来慢慢抚平一切。

也许用不了几代人过去的仇恨就会被慢慢淡忘，最终实现和解与共存。

这也是萨鲁法尔愿意支持萨尔横跨无尽之海的原因。

可让他万万没想到的是，居然有人会在仇恨的驱动下冒着巨大风险横跨大海追到卡利姆多，只为彻底摧毁所有的兽人。

除此之外，对方再也没有其他任何要求，更不在乎什么利益。

要知道在参加这场行动之前，萨鲁法尔和许多兽人战士内心之中也是带着愤怒和仇恨的。

因为库尔提拉斯舰队在封锁海岸线无差别炮击的时候可是杀死了相当多的平民、妇女和儿童。

他发誓要让对方为此付出代价。

可现在当意识到这些人类是为了报复当年兽人的所作所为时，愤怒和仇恨迅速变成了深深地震撼。

仇恨就仿佛一个宿命般的轮回，不断在人类与兽人之间往复交替，一旦开始就永远也不会有结束。

毕竟总有一些失去了太多的人会发疯了，会渴望用尽一切手段报复对方。

而那些遭到报复失去亲人和朋友的受害者，同样会在仇恨驱动下变本加厉的反之再报复回来。

正当萨鲁法尔愣在原地不知道该说点什么的时候，突然感觉有一只大手从后面按在自己的肩膀上。

他赶忙转过身，结果看到了脸色沉重的萨尔。

“大酋长……”

“我知道你在想什么，也明白这种仇恨的轮回意味着什么，但这不是现在应该考虑的问题。我们首先要生存下来，然后才有资格去谈论未来。”

说罢，萨尔径直走到戴琳的面前，紧握着手中的武器问：“戴林·普罗德摩尔，你还有什么遗言要交代吗？”

“哈哈哈哈！遗言？那种东西怎么都无所谓。因为我知道吉安娜用不了多久便会为我复仇的。我会在另外一个世界等着你们！”

戴琳咧开嘴放肆的大笑起来，笑声中充满了癫狂与解脱。

“永别了，戴林·普罗德摩尔。”

萨尔猛地举起武器干净利落的完成了对这位传奇海军统帅的处决，整个过程仅用了不到零点一秒钟，压根没有一丝一毫的犹豫。

看着倒在血泊之中的尸体，他不由得长长出了一口气，用只有自己才能听到声音低语道：“我已经做出选择度过了眼下的危机。

接下来要面对的就是杀死库尔提拉斯海军统帅的严重后果。

不光是吉安娜，还有她背后的联盟与暗夜精灵盟友。

这可比海岸线遭到封锁可怕多了。

真不知道在这场赌局中我究竟能坚持多久。”

“大酋长，你没事吧？”

萨鲁法尔一脸关切的询问道。

萨尔苦笑着摇了摇头：“不用担心，我很好，只是有点不确定戴琳死后联盟的反应。要知道我们现在的处境可不太妙，甚至可以说是相当的糟糕。”

“既然如此，那您为什么不想办法找点盟友呢？

比如说那些跟我们一起从故乡来到艾泽拉斯的食人魔。

据我所知，他们似乎在卡利姆多分布的很广。

如果能想办法拉拢收编一部分，应该可以成为很不错的战力。

另外，我认为那些贪婪的地精也是可以利用的对象。

只要能拿出足够多的好处，他们才不会在意什么阵营和立场。

更何况对于根本无法与其他种族进行贸易的我们而言，那些黄金、白银、宝石之类的东西根本没有任何用处。”

萨鲁法尔一口气提出了好几条建议。

与大多数人印象中只是个强大的战士和富有魅力的军队统帅不同，他其实是兽人中少有靠脑子吃饭的人才。

早在入侵战争时期，他就喝下恶魔之血作为旧部落的一员参加了最初的入侵战争，并因为表现极为出色赢得了所有人的认可。

后来又作为大酋长的副官，帮助部落高层出谋划策、制定各种战略和战术。

在古尔丹发动那场著名的背刺之前，他所制定的作战计划可以说是未尝一败。

“盟友？”

受到启发的萨尔眼睛里闪过一抹惊喜，脑子里迅速冒出了很多想法。

毕竟卡利姆多大陆可不是仅仅只有暗夜精灵一个种族，同样还有半人马、野猪人、食人魔、地精、巨人、巨魔等可以拉拢利用的势力。

如果能把他们拉拢到部落的麾下，那么自然就不用担心兵力短缺的问题。

更何况他还可以利用血兽人的力量转化对方高层使其永远效忠于自己。

想到这，萨尔感觉自己就像是一下子打开了新世界的大门，之前的紧张和焦虑瞬间一扫而空。

他丝毫没有意识到这正是左思所期待看到的结果。

现如今的只剩下兽人和暗矛部族巨魔的部落实在是太弱了，根本撑不起“反派”这杆大旗。

但要是能把其他一些种族拉拢进来，那情况可就不一样了。

尤其是数量众多浩浩荡荡的半人马，在卡利姆多基本等同于移动天灾。

基本上他们出现在哪里，往往就意味着当地的本土生物将迎来灭顶之灾。

而且不管是兽人还是半人马都属于典型的游牧部落文化圈，双方结盟完全就是天作之合。

就在萨尔思考应该先从哪个方面下手的时候，戴琳死去的灵魂已经在某种力量的牵引下穿过传送门来到巴托地狱的第九层。

还没等他搞清楚发生了什么，就在密密麻麻一眼望不到尽头的人流中发现了好几名之前战死的手下。

出于人在陌生环境中总会下意识想要去找自己熟悉的人和物品这一规律，戴琳立刻向对方挥手大喊。

可遗憾的是这个地方实在是太过于嘈杂了，哪怕是隔着超过十米都会听不清楚对方在说什么。

于是乎，戴琳直接脱离队列开始快步往前跑。

But before he could run far, a little devil on patrol immediately dropped from the sky and shouted in a very harsh voice: "Hey! Newcomer! I don't care where you come from, but everyone here must abide by the rules. Now get back in line, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

"You...what are you? And where is this place?"

After staring at the little monster with horns on its head, wings behind it, and a long pointed tail behind its butt for a long time, Dai Lin finally couldn't help but ask the question that concerned him most.

He remembered the process of his death very clearly, so he knew that he was currently in a soul state.

Moreover, since he had been staying on the ship for many years, he had never heard of the so-called "beautiful afterlife" promoted by the Church of the God of Contract, so he had no idea of ​​the situation.

"Ha! Another stupid and ignorant Prime guy!"

The little devil instantly showed a contemptuous expression, and then explained in an impatient tone: "Listen carefully, this is the ninth level of Baator Hell, the most prosperous, lively, and the place that can best satisfy all desires and enjoyment in the entire universe.

The great Lord Thoth is the rightful lord of this plane and the second most powerful figure in Hell after Asmodeus.

As for me, I'm a little devil responsible for maintaining order and preventing guys like you from running around without following the rules.

Well, that's the only answer I can give.

If you want to know more, wait until you get legal status and then go to the city to explore it yourself.”

"Lord of Hell? Isn't Soth the God of Contract?"

Dai Lin was completely stunned.

Because he had already seen countless terrifying monsters in front of him that looked like little devils and did not look like good people at all.

Especially the servant demon who is responsible for registering new souls. The tentacles on his lower body that look like petals are really creepy.

However, although these monsters look scary, they do not show any aggression. Instead, like the officials of Kul Tiras, they strictly follow certain procedures.

At most, I would show impatience sometimes.

"The God of Contract?"

The little devil was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

"Ah! You can understand this as one of Lord Soth's many titles.

After all, we devils are the most contract-abiding race in the universe.

It makes perfect sense for him to call himself the God of Contracts.

Okay, stop talking nonsense and get in line.

If you can get legal identification within two hours, you can enter the city and watch a performance by the Charming Sisters for free.

Believe me, anyone who sees it once will never forget the beautiful scene. "

At the end of his words, the little devil grinned with a very obscene and vulgar smile.

Dai Lin, who often hung out with the sailors on the ship, naturally understood the other party's hint immediately. The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and he immediately turned back to the entrance and lined up again.

Although he was not very clear that he was obviously dead and should be in a soul state, when a beautiful woman without clothes appeared in his mind, he still had a very strong physiological reaction, as if he had suddenly returned to the age of 20 when he was attracting women everywhere and leaving behind romantic debts. But he still felt that this seemed pretty good.

At least the feeling is no different from when you are alive, and you can still enjoy fine wine, delicious food and women.

And this time, I no longer have any worries. I can indulge myself and feel the prosperity and hustle and bustle of the boundless and huge city in the distance.

To be honest, at this moment, Dai Lin was not sad about the death. Instead, she was full of expectations for her future life.

After all, there are no huge cyberpunk cities with such advanced technology in Azeroth, nor are there so many seeds and people of all kinds.

With endless anticipation, he finally got his legal identity certificate from the servant demon after waiting in a long line.

With this small card, you can get a small apartment of your own for free, enjoy six months of free food supply, and enter various entertainment venues without a ticket.

In short, you don’t have to worry about making a living for a long time.

Dai Lin couldn't imagine how wealthy this city was to give such a great gift to all the souls who had just died and arrived here like himself.

Similarly, he was also grateful that he could convert to the faith of the God of Contract in the last moments of his life.

Otherwise, we might be facing a different situation now...