Arthas believes that what he is doing is still righteous, and in order to solve the threat of the Elder Gods, he wants to turn all intelligent life into undead.

The world of the dead does not need heroes, because there is no injustice, no love and hatred, and no war.

For the sake of order and justice in his heart, he buried all his humanity and guilt, even the name Arthas was abandoned, and his heart was beaten as strong as ice, and he shattered the consciousness of the old orc Naozu, and finally gained the full power of the Lich King, and from then on, he was the Lich King.

For five years since Kuremon defeated Illidan in 21, he has been sitting on a tall throne fighting against the consciousness of Naozu, and now that he is victorious, the energy in his body is almost exhausted, and he still needs some time to regain his strength.

In order to gain dominion over this world, he calls on his most powerful assistant in the depths of his consciousness.

It didn't take long for the Great Lich Kel'thugad to rush to the Frozen Throne like a bitter cold wind, carrying a heavy breath of death.

"Master." The Great Lich is very humble, and he positions his role very lowly.

The Lich King's body was not yet able to move easily, and the eyeballs in his eye sockets had long been replaced by undead fire, and at this time, the dark blue undead fire danced lightly twice, signaling that he was listening, you can speak.

"Our intelligence in the Eastern Continent shows that Sylvanas is dead, a worthless death, and now that Lordaeron has returned, I heard that ...... I heard that the Avenger is a member of the Minahir family...... "There are a lot of humans who secretly defect to the Legion of the Undead, and it is easy to get a little information, and the Great Lich shows a magical image to the Lich King."

The angle of the image is very far away, indicating that the person who secretly took refuge in the undead is not in a high position, but it can probably be seen that the center of the picture is three women.

Gianna's characteristics are the most obvious and the strongest, both the Lich King and Kel'thugad know her, and many people don't know Jialia, at least the Great Lich doesn't know her, but the Lich King definitely knows, as for the woman at the end, neither of them knows her.

The undead fire in the Lich King's eyes flickered, as if asking who it was.

"Hope. Vanessa. Struiy. Minethir, said to be the adopted daughter of Terenus II......"

Although the Great Lich Kel'thugad likes to play with dead corpses and study psychic spells, he is also from a noble background, and he has similar ideas to Old Fordin, to put it nicely, adopted daughter? Isn't it just an illegitimate daughter! Who are you fooling!

The Lich King didn't make any special expressions, and it was impossible to have any emotions like 'my sister can't be so cute', it didn't matter! My father was killed, and I didn't care if I was my sister.

At this point, he could go to the soul of Terenus II in Frost Grief for verification, but he didn't bother to bother with that effort, let alone think it was necessary.

He just had a little subtle emotional swing towards Jialia and Gianna, very faint, so faint that it was almost non-existent.

He gave the Great Lich a command in his mind, and then fell into a new slumber.

"Kill them, destroy Lordaeron."

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Vanessa didn't know at this time that she had entered the field of vision of the second brother of Cheap, and she was still working hard to return to Lordaeron.

Azeroth has space equipment, but the number is really, really rare, basically made by those high-level elves who are proficient in arcane magic during the Elven Empire, until the reign of Queen Aishara, the national power of the Elven Empire reached its peak, and the civilization of the empire at that time was extremely brilliant, compared with the beginning, the overall magic level of humans and high elves can be said to have regressed.

Not to mention the existing space equipment, the space is also small, such as Gianna's space ring, which basically contains some clothes, books, and spell casting materials, and no matter how much it is, it can't fit it.

Vanessa herself also has a spatial ring, which she handed over to Vandal two days ago. After the deer helmet, the other party gave her, and the internal space of the ring was not large.

The ancient upper-level elves made these space equipment for their own convenience, and no one would wear space equipment to run logistics and engage in transportation, which is really embarrassing! So from the perspective of demand, they didn't make the kind of space equipment with a particularly large internal space, first, it is more difficult to do, and second, it is unnecessary.

Vanessa was now worried about how she could get her "capture" back to Lordaeron.

The soldiers of the alliance and the tribe all came empty-handed and left empty-handed, and on her side, there were mountains of large bags and small bags, and there were so many supplies that fifty ships could not fit them...... It's not appropriate to make it too blatant, she still wants to keep a low profile.

Relying on mages to build a temporary teleportation array was the most convenient way, but she really didn't have so many mages on hand.

Dalaran's mage was not a tool man, and there was no good reason why it was not easy to move, and Vanessa stayed in Cenarion Fortress for another two days, studying the map for a while, and finally flew north alone.

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The forests of Firas have been very unquiet lately, and the war in the southern Silisus has also affected it, and the Zerg people have dug underground passages in several areas of the south, and at this time, in the southernmost part of Firas, there are several hives of various sizes.

The Night Elves have always regarded the Forest of Filas as their territory, and instead of informing the Coalition, they rely on their own Sentinels to clear the bugs.

The war has alarmed a group of ancient upper elves who lived in seclusion in the wilderness, who originally lived in the ancient elven city of Eresaras, but with a series of accidents, they are now homeless.

Wandering away, a group of self-proclaimed noble elves were trapped in the wilderness, and the beasts that could be easily killed with their hands and feet chased them into embarrassment, obviously powerful mages, but because of that terrible demon addiction, they did not dare to use magic at all now.

The noble demeanor was no longer visible, the gorgeous robes had been transformed into beggar's clothes, and the hair that had been meticulously groomed was now extremely disheveled.

They weave through the woods, dodging beasts, bugs, ogres, and all sorts of creatures.

"Mordant. Eternal Shadow, can we really be accepted by the Night Elves? The down-and-out elf asked his companion to give them hope when they were at a loss.

They are prepared to sacrifice their dignity, honor, and former honorable status in order to be re-admitted, but the question is will the Night Elves accept them? Won't they be taunted and dragged out to be put to death?

Mordant. Eternal Shadow was a silver-haired upper-class elf, and he was now the oldest elf in the group, and he felt obligated to find a way out for his remaining companions.

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