Because everything here is new to him.

Various races that have never been seen before, all kinds of strange commodities, unheard-of professions, and arcane magic, divine magic, and spell-like abilities can be found everywhere...

You have to know that in the human world of Azeroth, although magic is not a rare thing, it is definitely not possible for it to appear frequently in the daily lives of civilians.

But here, any street vendor can use some simple magic tricks to create gorgeous visual effects to attract customers.

Those alien creatures, including demons, possess many innate spell-like abilities.

Occasionally, fire giants can be seen selling the wishes they can grant to mortals.

Some creatures with extremely strong regenerative abilities will dig out some of their own organs that can be used as spellcasting materials and sell them to mages and warlocks.

As for the recreational drug and flesh trade, it is ubiquitous in every street corner.

In short, in the huge cyberpunk city, as long as it is "voluntary", it seems that everything can be traded, and there is no need to worry about the constraints of ethics and morals.

To be precise, there is no so-called moral constraint here at all, and people follow the principle of "anything is allowed unless prohibited by law".

Therefore, a large number of gray industrial chains have emerged in some unclear areas.

Large monopoly consortiums, gangs, killers and mercenaries are intertwined and constitute part of the huge urban ecology.

The Fire Rescue Squad was born out of the urgent safety needs of the wealthy people in the industry.

Many people who have been in the gray area for a long time will even choose to replace their original flesh and blood hands and feet with stronger and more powerful oil-burning mechanical prostheses in order to enhance their own strength. Others will undergo genetic modification to become like humanoid monsters.

As for those who have dug out one eye and transplanted an electronic eye that can see through invisible units and has automatic tracking and exploration functions, there are also countless of them.

Even the most conservative people, as long as they do a job that involves risking their lives, will inevitably equip themselves with some equipment that can improve their combat effectiveness.

After getting a general understanding of the situation in the giant cyberpunk city and having a thrilling battle with Evelyn, Dai Lin decisively chose to accept the woman's invitation to become her partner, mainly engaged in support and protection work.

Because he knew that someone like him, who was full of restlessness in his bones, could not really live a peaceful life like ordinary people.

But what the former legendary naval commander of the Alliance did not know was how huge a chain reaction his death would trigger in Azeroth.

Especially after Jaina learned the news of her father's death, she was instantly overwhelmed by a huge wave of sadness, anger and hatred, and even fell into a brief coma for several hours.

At this moment, she was in a similar state to when Theramore was bombed in the original timeline.

Not only did her originally beautiful golden hair, which was as beautiful as brocade, have a lot of white strands, but there was no longer any innocence or cheerfulness in her eyes. All that was left was hatred for the orcs, especially Warchief Thrall.

You have to know that before this incident happened, Jaina still had a certain sympathy for the orcs and felt that they should be given at least one chance to reform.

But now, she just felt that all orcs must die.

"Oh - take it easy, child. I believe your father would not want to see his daughter become like this." Cain Bloodhoof sighed helplessly and whispered in a low voice to comfort him.

The Tauren Chieftain had no idea why the wise and calm Thrall would suddenly do such a cruel and cruel thing.

Didn't he understand how bad the orcs' situation was? Didn't he know that the night elves and the Alliance were planning to send troops together to make the orcs pay for their crimes? Killing Daelin, the commander-in-chief of the Kul Tiras Navy and a hero of the Alliance, at this time would only intensify the conflict and accumulate more hatred, and would not be of any benefit in resolving the crisis.

Even if Daelin took the initiative to block Azshara's coastline to prevent the orcs from fishing, the Horde should have chosen to be patient as much as possible, or choose to capture them alive for negotiation and consultation.

"Thank you for your concern and kindness, Chief. But now I want to be alone."

As she said this, Jaina's face was extremely pale, and a biting coldness emanated from her whole body, which was a sign that frost magic was about to erupt due to the intense emotional fluctuations.

Although the aura she exuded was extremely cold and terrifying, her appearance gave people an even more beautiful and attractive feeling.

Especially under the influence of frost magic, the bloodless pale skin appears as crystal clear as glass, just like a lifelike ice sculpture.

Seeing this situation, Cain Bloodhoof had no way to continue persuading them. He could only turn around and leave with heavy steps, and he was very considerate and closed the door.

As soon as he left, Jaina cast her eyes towards the dark corner of the room and asked tentatively in a slightly decadent voice: "Soth, are you there? I need you now more than ever."

moment!

Zuo Si's phantom suddenly fell from the sky and appeared in this extremely cold room where some places were even frozen.

He first looked up and down at the state of this "filial daughter" and then asked calmly, "Are you still sad and angry about your father Daelin's death at the hands of the orcs?"

"Shouldn't it be?"

Jaina clenched her fists tightly, took a deep breath and asked back.

Zuo Si shook his head gently and explained, "No, I mean you don't have to be so sad.

Because this is Dai Lin’s own choice.

He had long suffered enough from the pain of losing his son and longed to be freed from this cycle of hatred.

What's more, death means for him to be able to put down all the heavy burdens and start over."

"A new beginning?"

Jaina obviously didn't quite understand what this meant, and her eyebrows immediately frowned.

“That’s right.

Do you remember the promise I made to all believers after their death? Including your father, all those who died in that battle, their souls have now arrived in the country I rule, and started a new life in another way.

So death is sometimes not a bad thing.

Especially when he can no longer get happiness from life and is left with only pain and suffering.

If you want, I can show you a little bit of Dai Lin's state in the other world.

However, this is limited to a glance, and no conversation or communication can be carried out.

Because it is not a good thing for the dead to reconnect with their relatives and friends who were alive.”

After saying that, Zuo Si looked into Jaina's eyes and waited for a clear answer from her.

Because this means a choice concerning the belonging of the soul.

Once Jaina chooses to watch, it means that her soul will inevitably become Zuo Si's property.

After all, after witnessing the prosperity and hustle and bustle of the huge cyberpunk city in the ninth level of hell, it is hard for anyone to refuse to live in such a place after death.

Not to mention that there are relatives waiting for reunion there.

But if Jaina could resist looking, she might be able to resist this great temptation, and even achieve immortality through powerful magical powers in the future.

"Show me."

After a long silence, Jaina finally decided to find out.

On the one hand, I am extremely curious about the world after death, and on the other hand, I really want to know about my father's condition.

Although in the original timeline, she was too naive to believe in the peace promise made by Thrall on behalf of the orcs, and eventually betrayed her father.

And for a long time afterwards, they believed that this was a sacrifice made for the greater good, until a loud noise in Theramore completely shattered all false illusions.

But this does not mean that the relationship between father and daughter is not good.

You have to know that Jaina took half of Kul Tiras' ships across the Endless Sea without notifying her father.

Just from this point, we can see how much Dai Lin trusts and dotes on her daughter.

But what's funny is that Jaina trusted Thrall so much, but in return he quit early and passed the position of the chieftain of the tribe to the bloodthirsty and warlike Garrosh, which led to a series of conflicts and even the intensification of war.

And Thrall watched helplessly as his successors continued to provoke wars, turning close allies who had stood by him at a critical moment and saved the Horde into mortal enemies.

After the tragedy happened, Jaina vowed to destroy Orgrimmar in revenge, and only then did he remember to step in to stop it.

This is also the reason why many people never like or even hate Thrall.

Not only did he like to play double standards (he pretended not to know when Theramore was blown up, and only came out to emphasize that Garrosh, as the warchief, could not represent the Horde after Orgrimmar was flooded, so why had he done that before), but he also insidiously deceived the young and ignorant Jaina to be his guide, and did not fulfill his promise afterwards, and simply used abdication to evade responsibility.

You have to know that when Jaina allowed the orcs to enter Theramore, she didn't want Thrall and others to kill her father.

He just hoped that they could defeat Dai Lin and capture him, and then he could step in to quell the war.

But Thrall knew very well that the hatred between the orcs and Daelin could not be resolved at all, so he took advantage of the situation and chose to kill him, and then hypocritically said nonsense like "he is a warrior".

In other words, they bullied Jaina because she had just experienced the Battle of Mount Hyjal and her mind was full of how to unite the local forces of Azeroth to fight against the Burning Legion and the Scourge.

Otherwise, what if it was a king like Varian Wrynn, whose homeland was destroyed by orcs and countless innocent civilians were massacred?

I'm afraid he will join forces with Daelin to wipe out the orcs who have just gained a foothold.

If Thrall had told Jaina from the beginning that the purpose of his trip was to kill Daelin, the latter would have definitely turned against him on the spot and hit him with a super-powerful Frost Arrow.

So Thrall is essentially a faction leader who is very good at using the kindness and morality of others to achieve his own goals.

During the alliance with Jaina, it was even required that if either party's ships were attacked by murlocs, naga, and pirates, the other party nearby must provide support.

It's obvious that he just wants to use the powerful navy of Theramore for free to escort the Horde's ships.

Did Theramore, which inherited part of the Kul Tiras fleet, still need support from orcs who didn't even know if they had the ability to build ships at the time?

What a joke! This is just an excuse made up to gain a fair advantage.

Thrall has never been considered a good person. He is just a little more civilized than most savage, bloodthirsty and cruel orcs because he grew up receiving human education.

But now, due to Zuo Si's intervention, Thrall was unable to successfully lead the orcs to shore, and had no chance to fight side by side with Jaina to establish the so-called "friendship". Naturally, it was impossible for him to get close to and take advantage of this politically naive Kul Tiras princess.

Now with Dai Lin's death, the future relationship between the two is probably left with only deep hatred that cannot be resolved.

Thinking of this, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible amusement, and he quickly used his authority to find Dai Lin's location on the ninth floor of Baator Hell, and then instantly projected his current environment and actions through magical illusions.

The next second...

Two naked men and women suddenly appeared out of nowhere, hugging each other tightly and engaging in an extremely fierce fight.

Without asking, one would know that the man was Dai Lin, who had been dead for some time, and the woman was his close partner and lover.

The two guys had obvious scars from the fight, and some of them were even bleeding. They would show painful expressions from time to time during the intense exercise, but the intense stimulation would soon turn into mental excitement.

There is no doubt that this scene stunned Jaina in an instant, and her originally crystal clear pale face quickly showed a blush of shyness and embarrassment.

You know, the intimacy between her and Arthas has never been so intense.

Moreover, the princess of Kul Tiras could not believe even in her dreams that her father, who always had a stern and solemn expression on weekdays, actually had such a wild and indulgent side.

No wonder my mother always said privately that her husband was a charming and popular man when he was young.

Before, Jaina always thought that her mother said this because of her love for her father.

But now, looking at the strange beauty in the projection with a look of enjoyment and satisfaction on her face, she suddenly realized that her mother might be right.

"Ahem... I think we may have disturbed you at a bad time."

Zuo Si coughed violently out of embarrassment, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably.

He obviously did not expect that Daelin was so strong. He had adapted to life in the huge cyberpunk city within just a few days after arriving in Baator.

Especially in terms of venting desires and enjoying pleasure.

Moreover, from the weapons and equipment placed on the cabinet nearby and the serious injuries, it is not difficult to tell that this guy's job is definitely not the kind of office worker who works from nine to five every day.

But Jaina bit her lower lip and responded, "No, I think this situation best shows my father's life in the afterlife. And...it looks like they are about to end."

"Well, if that's what you want, I'll grant it to you."

Zuo Si immediately stopped the action of ending the projection.

It has to be said that watching an action movie with a young woman, with whom he was far from close, was definitely the first time in his colorful life.

Especially since the male protagonist is the other person's father.

Fortunately, Zuo Si had already understood the essence of the shameless attitude of "As long as I am not embarrassed, you are the one who is embarrassed."

So he not only acted very calm, but also appreciated the changes in Jaina's facial expressions with great interest, which made the latter obviously a little upset and even wanted to hide in the bed.

But the problem was that this request was made by Jaina, and she was also very curious about her father's current condition. She could only suppress her shyness and regret and continue to stare at the unbearable scene in front of her.

After a full ten minutes, the battle was finally declared over.

The exhausted man and woman were obviously unaware that they were broadcasting live. They hugged and kissed each other without any image, then went into the bathroom to wash off the sweat and other unknown liquids on their bodies. When they came out, they were already wearing bathrobes.

Evelyn first smoothed her wet hair in a charming manner, then took out a bag of heavy gold coins from the leather bag on the bedside table and threw it to Dai Lin.

The latter took it, opened it and took a look, then asked in surprise, "Why are there so many this time?"

"Of course it's to reward you for your recent performance. You know, it's been a long time since a man has been able to satisfy me this much."

After saying that, Evelin threw a coquettish look and deliberately bit the end of the long, thin tail behind her with her teeth.

This action instantly made Dai Lin, who had just turned off the engine, react again.

But he did not immediately assist in the actual action. Instead, he half-jokingly said, "Although I am happy to hear you say that, this money should be enough for you to go to the best service place in the city and call ten strong and handsome men. So please tell me what this money is about, otherwise I will not accept it."

“Haha, I didn’t expect you to be so principled.

But don't worry, you deserve it.

Remember the last time I was chased?

Now the employer who hired me has confirmed that he has received what he wanted.

Not only did he generously pay the full amount, he also gave me an additional bonus.”

When this matter was mentioned, a smug look suddenly appeared on Evelin’s face.

Because of this incident, her fame in the industry has greatly increased, and many employers have begun to take the initiative to increase their employment prices.

"I see. Then I'll accept it without hesitation."

Realizing that it was what he deserved, Dai Lin immediately put it in an inconspicuous, worn canvas backpack with a clear conscience.

He obviously knew that if he wanted to do something in this city, he would not be able to do it without money.

"What are you going to do with the money?"

There was a hint of curiosity in Evelin's eyes.

Dai Lin answered without hesitation: "Of course, to buy some necessary weapons, equipment and transportation.

I've seen several things in the shops near where I live that would be of great help in combat, but I just didn't have the money to buy them before.

Now that I have some change, I naturally want to do some shopping.

And I also plan to buy a gasoline motorcycle for transportation.

Because the feeling of speed is so great, once you try it, you can’t stop.”

"Oh? You're buying weapons and equipment? I thought you would go to those entertainment venues to let off some steam first. You know, few people can resist the various temptations this city offers."

Evelin was obviously very surprised.

After all, in her impression, most warriors find it difficult to maintain restraint in their eating and lust because they are affected by hormones far more than ordinary people.

Usually, after getting paid, the first thing people do is to spend it lavishly and enjoy themselves in those extravagant entertainment venues.

"Purchasing weapons and equipment now is for better enjoyment in the future. After all, it's easier to work if you have the right tools, isn't it?" Dai Lin explained with a smile.

And he had another reason that he didn't say, which was that since there was something free now, why would we spend money on it? "Well said!

I am now more and more convinced that you can definitely make a name for yourself in this city.

I hope our cooperation can continue like this.

You know, it’s not easy to find a principled and reliable partner these days.”

Evelyn was obviously very satisfied with her new lover's behavior. She immediately stepped forward and gave him a passionate kiss, then quickly put on her clothes and left the room alone.

而戴琳则躺在床上稍微休息了一会儿，也跟着离开房间来到繁华的街道上。

透过他的视觉，吉安娜终于见识到了巨大赛博朋克城市的一角，整个人都被高耸林立的摩天大楼、五光十色的霓虹灯、电子屏幕和魔法投影广告牌闪花了眼。

尤其是道路上速度极快且川流不息的车辆跟飞行器，让从未见过速度如此之快交通工具的她产生了强烈的不真实感。

但戴琳的表现明显已经习以为常，很快走进一家出售车辆的店铺，与卖家讨价还价之后买下了一辆拥有宽大轮胎和流线型设计的烁油摩托。

大概几分钟之后，他就戴着免费赠送的挡风镜骑上去伴随烁油引擎的轰鸣，沿宽敞的公路开始极速狂飙，头发被吹得全部向后飞去。

由于速度太快的关系，吉安娜看到道路两旁的景色都是模糊的。

至于为什么不戴头盔，当然是戴了也没用。

因为这里的烁油摩托的行驶速度基本都达到了每小时一百五十公里以上。

在这种速度产生的强大惯性下，别说是头盔了，就算穿上全身的抗压防护服也没有半点用处。

指望这点防护力，还不如指望自己的身体结实抗造一点。

起码针刺魔这样等级的魔鬼，就算是以时速两百公里撞上一堵墙充其量也就是重伤，根本不会真的死掉。

所以凡是敢骑烁油摩托的人，要么对自己的生命力和身体强度有足够的信心，要么是设置好了触发法术遇到危险直接传送走，要么是单纯追求这种每天与死亡擦身而过的刺激。

戴琳显然是属于第三种。

他骑着自己的爱车高速行驶了大概四十分钟，最终停靠在一家悬挂着枪支与刀剑交叉放在一面盾牌前的标识店铺走了进去。

跟店主打过招呼之后，便开始沿着货架挑选自己需要的东西。

等走出来的时候已经是全副武装。

除了一把带有冰霜附魔效果的大弯刀之外，其余全部都是各种类型的长枪短炮，以及不同效果的手雷、炸弹。

采购完武器装备，戴琳又去了距离自己公寓仅有几步之遥的店里吃了顿丰盛的大餐，紧跟着前往大竞技场看了今天的赛车与决斗表演，最后才依依不舍的回到公寓躺下休息。

等这位传奇海军统帅发出震耳欲聋的鼾声，左思这才取消了魔法投影似笑非笑的问：“如何，你现在应该明白我刚才那番话的意思了吧？”

吉安娜微微点了点头露出一丝自嘲的苦笑：“是的，我明白了。

看到父亲现在的样子，我都觉得他是从痛苦与折磨中获得了解脱。

因为自从兄长战死之后，他就从从未在家人面前再露出过笑容，每天都沉浸在对兽人的仇恨中无法自拔。

可死亡显然令他把一切都放下拥抱了全新的生活。

说实话，我在看过这一切之后甚至产生了一丝羡慕。

如果死亡后的世界真的如此美好，那活着的意义又是什么呢？”

左思意味深长的回答道：“生命就是生命，在我看来没有什么特别的意义。

如果非要找到一个答案，它取决于每个人的立场与价值观。

有的人认为追求和掌握权力是生命的全部意义。

因此最极端的特例甚至不爱财、不好色、更不会给家人和子孙后代谋利，每天过着苦行僧一样的枯燥生活，只为能够牢牢的把权力攥在自己手里，直到死亡降临的时候都还不肯撒手。

有的人认为追求知识和真理是生命的意义。

因为这是揭开万事万物规律和奥秘的唯一渠道。

还有的人追求财富、美色、力量、公平、正义、平衡等等。

无论别人是否认可，只要自己觉得有意义就好，没有必要太过于纠结。

另外，我给你展示这些画面，并不是希望你对人生变得消极。

刚好相反！

你的灵魂中还有巨大的潜力没有挖掘出来。”

伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，左思伸出手指戳了一下吉安娜胸口心脏的位置。

“潜力……”

吉安娜脸上浮现出若有所思的表情，紧跟着微微叹了口气。

“唉——也许你是对的，我的确不应该这么消极。

另外，谢谢你展示了父亲死亡后的生活。

这让我感觉好受了不少，起码不会再感到伤心难过了。

如果不介意的话，能让我也成为你的信徒，死后前往那个世界吗？ 如此一来我就能重新跟自己的父亲团聚了。”

“当然没问题。能够得到你这样美丽女士的信仰和灵魂是我的荣幸。”

左思彬彬有礼挽起对方的手，在那只呈现出晶莹剔透刺骨寒意的手背上亲吻了一下。

瞬间！

吉安娜仿佛受到了某种刺激，立刻忍不住打了个激灵，同时在内心之中产生某种异样的情绪。

再结合之前一起看过的精彩动作大戏，她还以为这是自己潜意识中欲望作祟导致的春心萌动，赶忙说了声谢谢给掩饰过去。

殊不知，左思的吻手礼实际上是对其灵魂进行了烙印。

那种无法用语言形容的悸动，实际上是获得自己灵魂所有权大魔鬼天然的敬畏、崇拜和服从。

而且这种状况会随着时间的推移而不短加剧，直至彻底变成一个唯命是从的仆从。

“接下来你打算怎么做？向兽人发起攻击为自己的父亲复仇吗？”左思随口问了一句。

由于已经得到了对方的灵魂，所以他此刻的心情明显格外舒畅。

吉安娜毫不犹豫的回答道：“没错。

萨尔和他领导的部落必须要为杀死我父亲的行为付出代价。

用不了多久，我就会加入联军向艾萨拉进发，用兽人的鲜血来祭奠父亲。

顺便让他们明白染上普罗德摩尔家族的血意味着什么。”

“很好，那就放手去做吧。

如果你能把萨尔的脑袋带回来，我会给你一些特别的奖励。

最后，祝愿你今天能做个好梦，

要知道长期休息不好对于一名法师来说可是大忌。

晚安，大海的女儿。”

说着，左思弯下腰在吉安娜的额头上亲吻了一下，紧跟着迅速化作漫天的泡影消散无踪。

后者闭着眼睛似乎在回味着什么，过了好一会儿才再次睁开，径直走到窗户前将其打开，任由夜风吹扶着自己白色的睡裙和脸庞，原本环绕在身体周围那刺骨的冰霜能量已经消失不见，苍白的脸色也逐渐恢复了红润。

大概过了十几分钟，她才又重新关上窗户像个小女孩一样抱起摆放在床头的洋娃娃钻进被窝进入了梦想。

从微微上扬的嘴角不难看出，她应该是做了个相当不错的美梦。

……

与此同时，遥远北方的诺森德大陆上，阿尔萨斯和克尔苏加德刚刚抵达了冰封王座的所在地——冰冠冰川。

不过让他们万万没料到的是，自己得到并不是巫妖王本人的接见，而是魔鬼军团驻扎在这里的代表。

“你们就是阿尔萨斯跟克尔苏加德？”

深狱炼魔摸着下巴饶有兴致的注视着眼前的两个高级亡灵。

“没错，我们就是。”

克尔苏加德一如既往表现出了识时务者为俊杰的特质。

他最大的优点之一，就是从来不会在局势对己方不利的情况下硬着头皮死撑，而是该低头的低头、该臣服的臣服。

相比之下，心高气傲的阿尔萨斯就要逊色许多，那张苍白的死人脸上写满了“不服”二字。

不过他也知道眼下的情况要比想象中严重得多，所以从始至终都保持沉默，而不是发挥自己冷嘲热讽能把人气死的口才。

只可惜，这位洛丹伦的第一孝子并不知道，地狱中的魔鬼个顶个都是察言观色的高手。

尤其是晋升到深狱炼魔这个级别，有一个算一个基本都经历了残酷的筛选和淘汰。

甭说实力、智力和情商这些硬性条件，但凡运气差一点点都绝不可能爬上来。

所以深狱炼魔早就看出了阿尔萨斯的心理状态，同样也知道克尔苏加德之所以表现的如此谦卑，其实也是在暗地里谋划着想要杀死乃至驱逐自己，重新夺回冰封王座的控制权。

可他一点也不在乎。

开什么玩笑！ 要知道海加尔山那边可是驻扎着成千上万的地狱军团，就连自己效忠的领主索斯也在这颗星球上。

别说一个小小的死亡骑士加巫妖，就是把整个天灾军团加在一起也不够塞牙缝的。

因此深狱炼魔根本不怕对方搞什么小动作，直截了当的宣布道：“从今天起，你们就归属我的部下了。立刻收拾一下，稍后我会率领你们去参加光荣的血战。”

“血战？”

克尔苏加德心理突然有了一种不太好的预感，下意识抬起头看着这位身材高大健壮的红色魔鬼。

"Yes. It is the largest and longest war in our universe, and it is a manifestation of the opposition between the forces of order and chaos. Believe me, you will enjoy the bloody battle."

The Hell Demon grinned with a malicious smile.

Needless to say, he completely regarded the Scourge as cannon fodder on the bloody front line, intending to consume the number of these guys in order to better control them.

Similarly, he was also following Zuo Si's orders, wanting to see what changes would occur to these high-level undead after they were freed from the influence of the Helmet of Domination.

Simply put, it is to forcibly weaken the influence of the forces of death on Azeroth, directly bankrupt the plan of the Jailer Zoval, and then force Denathrius to come forward and cooperate with him.

As for whether Arthas and Kel'Thuzad could survive the brutal bloody battle on the front line, that was not within Zuo Si's consideration.

Maybe it's better to be dead.

You can directly extract the soul to make some interesting gadgets.

With his deeper understanding of the soul, coupled with his collection of Titan knowledge and technology, Zuo Si has acquired sufficiently powerful creation abilities.

If he could only use the ability of the "Creator" profession to shape some mortal objects before, now he has the ability to create things like demigods, evil gods, ancient evil creatures, etc.

Kel'Thuzad, who was very thoughtful, undoubtedly realized that he was going to be thrown to the front line as cannon fodder, and hurriedly whispered: "Can we meet with the Lich King before we leave? You know, we haven't heard his voice in our minds for a long time."

"That's not necessary. The Lich King is doing something very important. All you have to do is obey his orders and do your job well. Also, you are not allowed to bargain with me in the future."

The Hellfire Devil rejected the Archlich's request very straightforwardly.

The reason is very simple.

The Lich King is indeed not suitable to meet people at the moment.

To be precise, the huge block of ice had been chiseled open, and the famous Helmet of Domination was in Zuo Si's hands.

The soul of Ner'zhul was imprisoned in a gem.

"Interesting, really very interesting. This thing is much more complicated than I thought. It was created by some kind of rule power."

At this moment, Zuo Si was sitting on the Frozen Throne, looking at the slightly ugly silver metal helmet with great interest, and listening to the whispers coming from inside.

"Submit!"

"Submit to my will!"

"Your mission is to obey the orders I give you!"

"Kill all living things! Let death spread across Azeroth!"

…

But unfortunately, these voices that the Lich King could not resist at all had no effect on Zuo Si.

Ner'zhul looked at the scene in amazement, totally unable to believe that the other party had successfully resisted the powerful overlord from the world of death without any effort.

"Tell me, old orc, have you ever seen the true owner of this helmet?"

Zuo Si asked bluntly.

"No. I never saw him, but I heard his voice often."

Ner'zhul gave the answer carefully.

This is obviously what Zuo Si expected.

After all, after Ner'zhul tore through the world of Draenor and walked into the portal, he was directly captured by Kil'jaeden. His soul suffered at the hands of the Burning Legion, and was then sealed in the ice of the Helm of Domination and thrown into Azeroth.

He never had the chance to go to the Shadow Realm to meet the Jailer.

After confirming this, Zuo Si immediately asked, "Then do you know the source of your power, and what consequences will result from slaughtering lives and continuously transforming them into undead spirits?"

Ner'zhul thought for a moment and replied with a bitter face: "I'm very sorry, I don't know. I just subconsciously want to get more and stronger men to protect myself. You can see how fragile I am now in this half-dead state."

“Hahaha! So you started those so-called plans without knowing anything?

No wonder Gul'dan looked down on you from the beginning to the end.

I think you're a complete loser and an idiot.

This evaluation is so apt.

You think you are one of the few wise orcs who can give correct guidance to your race.

But in fact, it is because of you that the orcs have gradually become minions of the Burning Legion.

What's even more ridiculous is that after going through so much, you didn't reflect on your mistakes and failures, learn from them, and use these unknown powers recklessly. "

Zuo Si laughed loudly as he blatantly and undisguisedly humiliated the first Lich King.

Not only that, he also took out the Skull of Gul'dan that he carried with him, intending to release Gul'dan's soul inside to reminisce the past.