The soul, this is a very mysterious realm.

Even for a god of death like Tyrion, he didn't dare to bow down to the sea, saying that he had completely mastered the mystery of the soul.

The soul is also an extremely important part of the cycle of life and death, for the commonly recognized life, is its essence composed of flesh and blood, full of life energy, or the body carried, something deeper and more meaningful?

Is it flesh and blood that make up life, or is it the soul that holds up life, or is it a fusion of the two that can be called life?

It is a question of the origin of life, which is an extremely important part of the process of self-understanding of life for any civilization.

And now, some of its most primordial secrets have been opened to the Great Lord and the entire Dark Blade.

"She's still alive, there's nothing out of the ordeal, all the organs and even the mind are functioning normally."

The High Lord pointed his finger at Queen Salorath in front of him, and introduced to the two chief agents beside him:

"We didn't hurt her, we strengthened her senses with her sister, which means that we did something good, we gave them a bigger future... Their souls are also whole, not like a combination of "deep sea". ”

Tyrion looked at the Eredar demon in front of him with a body with a look at artwork, and said:

"There are no cracks in their souls, no traces of stitches, that is the original consciousness conceived by their bodies, and all we have done is to add a small "switch" to this soul, a soul "switch" that even Sargeras himself cannot see. ”

"Switch?"

Mavi looked at the puppet-like demon lady in front of her with some suspicion, and she whispered:

"With all due respect, Great Lord, I don't see the meaning of the existence of this "switch", if it is just a simple mind control, then it can also be done with some spiritual seduction magic, and it is very easy, and it does not need to be so much trouble at all. ”

"Nope! It's not at all! Mavi. ”

Tyrion shook his head, he tried to organize the language to explain what had happened to the Eredar Twins to his best agents, but remembering the complicated professional names used by the Great Lich to explain this principle to him, the High Lord shook his head again, he held up a finger, and said to the two agents beside him:

"Forget it, let me show you how."

After speaking, the Great Lord snapped his fingers crisply, as if it was an order, and the eyes of Queen Saloras, who had been standing in place like a marionette, changed in an instant, as if her memory was broken and reconnected, she waved her hands and screamed and smashed at the Great Lord in front of her.

But just before her hands touched Tyrion, another crisp snap of her fingers was heard, and her movements were as if she had pressed the pause button, and she quickly returned to the state of a marionette.

It's like a robot waiting for a command.

"Back to your 17th birthday!"

The Great Lord commanded in a low voice, and then under the gaze of Mavi and Nasa, the Great Lord waved his finger, and the poor test subject "woke up" again, but this time, she did not immediately attack the Great Lord, but screamed, like a normal woman, while bending down and trying to cover her ** body with both hands, while looking at the three strange people in front of her with horror in her eyes.

The gesture was not at all like a notorious demon, but like those pure and ignorant girls.

She looked in horror at the completely unfamiliar scene around her, and screamed in a soft Ereda voice:

"Oresses! Where are you? What is this place? Hurry up and call for help! Sister, go to Mentor Akmund for help! The Palace of Mysteries has been invaded by the enemy! Sound the alarm! ”

"Smack"

Another snap of her fingers sounded, and Queen Salorath, who had been as frightened as a schoolgirl a moment before, was back in her marionette state.

The High Lord did not give another order, but turned his head to look at Nasa and Mavi beside him, and he asked:

"Do you understand now?"

"The soul is the core of life, and memory, is the foundation of the soul, Anastarian has completed an extremely amazing study, he uses his wisdom, to reveal to us the truth of the soul, he teaches us how to quickly change the essence of the soul from the grassroots upwards by encoding memory... From now on, we no longer need those mental magic that can be easily cracked, nor do we need to spend a lot of effort against the enemy, nor do we need to train our own ace agents with difficulty. ”

Tyrion stretched out his arms and said to his subordinates:

"We just need to put a piece of the "soul code" into their consciousness silently... Those souls, all souls, will open their doors to us! There will be no secrets in this world in our eyes! ”

Maybe the High Lord's speech was too shocking, or maybe the Great Lich's "operation" was too obscure, in short, Mavi and Nasa didn't respond immediately for a while, until a few minutes later, Mavi stepped forward, she stretched out her fingers, mimicking the energy frequency of the High Lord's command just now, and her fingers waved forward like a baton.

"You're a Level 4 agent of the Darkblade Intelligence Agency, you've just completed your mission, and you're here to report back to me personally! You know me, you respect me, and you're willing to do anything for me and the Darkblade Legion! ”

"Smack"

With the snapping of Mavi's fingers, Queen Salorath woke up like a dream, she looked at the three people in front of her a little blankly, and the moment she saw Mavi, her eyes flashed with a frenzy that burst out of her heart, she straightened up sharply, and reported loudly:

"Darkblade Intelligence Agency Level 4 Agent Salorath, report to you! Director Mavi! I've completed the task you commanded, and now I'm here to report! ”

Queen Salorath's performance made a trace of horror flash in Mavi's eyes, she looked back at Nasa, who was also shocked, she hesitated for a moment, and then said to Queen Salorath:

"Good, Agent! Now tell me, what mission are you performing? ”

"I am on a mission that you have personally assigned to travel to the world of Azeroth in search of the Pillars of Creation, and the cunning Nasrezm hope..."

"Smack"

The snapping of his fingers sounded again, and Queen Salorath, who was gushing about the mission, returned to waiting for orders again, and the High Lord looked at Mavi, who said to his best agent:

"Got it? The most powerful thing about the "soul code" made by the Great Lich is that it treats all the memories of the target as data that can be changed at will, and does not even need us to set up a perfect "storyline" for her, just give her a rough plan, and she will combine the memories in her brain by herself to generate a "real" memory out of thin air, which is the most powerful place. ”

"If we are going to use the Twins as bait to lure fraudsters to Azeroth, we must ensure that the Twins' disguises are not discovered by fraudsters... Kilgardan is a very sensible Ereda, and any preparation we make can be spied on by him, so the best way to do it is... Don't prepare! ”

There was a glint in the Great Lord's eyes, and he whispered:

"We want to convince him that everything in Azeroth is under his control... Only in this way can he completely let down his vigilance and come to this world alone... Step into this deadly trap prepared for him. ”

The words of the Great Lord made the two Darkblade agents a little silent, and they looked at Queen Salorath waiting for the order in front of them with pity. She is indeed still a complete life, but her state at this time is almost like that of an emotionless robot.

"But, Great Lord, the Soul Code is so powerful, it must also be flawed, right? ”

Nassa reached out and touched Queen Salorath's coiled, graceful demon horn, and asked in a low voice:

"There is no such thing as perfection in this world..."

"There are defects!"

The Great Lord said casually to Queen Salorath in front of him:

"Forget all the memories about the three of us! Remember, the two of you united with Hela and barely managed to find the Agrama Shield from the fallen Valagar Fortress, but you were targeted by Hela, and now you need the help of the Nasrezms! It's all about fulfilling Kil'Gardan's wishes, and with Kil'Gardan's arrival in Azeroth, the Dreadlords will no longer be a threat, so... Their opinions, as long as they can help you, can be adopted and accepted. ”

After saying that, the Great Lord turned his head and answered Nasa's question:

"That's the flaw. Each of her memories is "real", regardless of whether it happened in reality or not, so every memory modification must be rewritten after the end, otherwise, the conflict between the memories will gradually split the consciousness of this soul, and eventually form two, or even more entangled consciousnesses. ”

"Secondly, the soul code has a limited duration... After all, that thing is like an "extra pendant" of the soul, every time it takes effect, it will consume itself, according to the state and strength of Subject 12-A, it can only last for a maximum of two months, and a second implant in a short period of time will seriously destroy the integrity of the soul, so..."

A cold light flashed in the Great Lord's eyes:

"There are only two months left for you and me, within two months!"

"Kilgardan, must die! It must be death in front of me! ”

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The rules of the Dead Realm are becoming more complete, especially after the three hells are subsumed under the unified rules of power, and this world is changing almost every day.

For the beings who inhabit this world, this change is very obvious, as if the fog that originally shrouded the world has been completely blown away, allowing a more real world to appear in front of them.

Seven days ago, the gray realm of death finally ushered in the first sunrise and moonset in the true sense, although the pale ball of light hanging in the sky and not emitting heat could hardly be called the sun, and the two rounds of cold silver-white halos under the moonlit night could hardly be regarded as the real moon.

But the reappearance of this natural phenomenon represents a positive trend, which means that the dead world is really recovering, and tonight, a rare blurred starlight appeared in the sky of the dead world, which is another event that makes the residents of the dead world feel happy, and some of the Sareins in the Dark Blade City have begun their first stargazing trip in the dead world.

They were looking forward to seeing a very different star sign from Azeroth, to prove the independence of this world and Azeroth, and as a future for the Darkblade, these arrogant Celeins did not want to see their world as a vassal of Azeroth.

Of course, there are many people who are indifferent to this natural phenomenon, and for them, there is nothing to be happy about, just an ordinary day.

Darkblade City, "Thunder Tomahawk" bar.

This is a tavern opened by a group of dwarven necromancers, and it is also the most prosperous casino in the center of Darkblade City, where almost every night there are Darkblade soldiers who take turns to drink and experience the senses that are extremely fresh for the necromancers, and the business here is excellent, the dwarves provide the best blood wine, and some spirits that have been developed one after another that can be enjoyed by the necromancers, as well as tobacco and other enjoyment.

The hottest thing is that in the center of the brightly lit bar, there is a huge black iron cage, in which drunk necromancers fight in the iron cage, the fighters here are basically low-level necromancers who are difficult to control their emotions, they uphold the unique temperament of the Darkblade Legionnaires, fierce, tough, without any weapons, just fist-to-flesh fighting, coupled with the shouts of other drinkers, and the gambling games opened by the goblins, which makes the atmosphere here even hotter.

"Bang"

Dressed in civilian clothes, Glokush carried two large stacks of blood wine, and in the cacophony of music and shining lights, he declined the ambiguous invitations of several drunken Salein and several Draenei banshees in charming makeup along the way, and squeezed the crowd to his table, and in a kind of veteran cheer, Grokush piled the wine in his hand on the table, and then picked up the large glass on top.

Amid the intoxicating aroma of wine, Glokush raised the wine in his hand to the veterans who had followed him, and he said in a deep voice:

"Here today, there is no military rank, no qualifications, everyone is a brother who has been on the battlefield together, drink here tonight, don't get drunk and don't return!"

"Good! If you don't get drunk, you can't go home! ”

A group of veterans responded violently, most of these veterans have become the sub-lords in the Dark Blade system, and a few have been able to independently command the battle group, although the mountain forces are not allowed to appear openly in the Dark Blade army, but frankly speaking, no matter what the system is, as long as there is an army, the mountain forces are an indispensable "feature".

After a few rounds of drinking, the first batch of old knife handlers in the Darkblade Legion chatted about the topic of the world and the north and the south in the middle of the clouds, and with the continuous expansion of the Darkblade Defense Zone, they rarely had time to gather together, and just when the atmosphere was at its hottest, Glokush put down his wine glass and picked up the cigar from his hand. The plague was very eye-catching, and handed the big guy a lighter carved with a silver skull.

After a few soft coughs, the smoke obscured Glokush's face, and between the drifting smoke, the old orc whispered:

"I know, some of you are sharp-eyed, and you already know some rumors, and today I do have a piece of news for you..."

"The operational command has finalized a big plan, I can't tell you the details, but what I can tell you is... Don't miss it! This will be the first war to be drafted by the Immortals, and as you know, the Immortals are the way to go in the future of the Darkblades. ”

The old orc raised his glass and drank the blood wine mixed with ice cubes, he breathed a sigh of relief, narrowed his eyes, and smiled at the other veterans:

"And they gave it a codename that suited my appetite..."

"They call it..."

"Split skull!"