"The best way to fight against natural disasters is werewolves, that is, those werewolves in the Silver Pine Forest, catch a few more to let them bite once someone is infected by the plague, and tear the undead after transformation, just like playing, and they are also immune to the plague, but the control is a bit troublesome, and the night elves of Kalimdor need help!"

"There's a prisoner named Thrall in Dunhold Castle, this one must be killed, this is one of the few orcs with brains!"

"Archbishop Benedictas of Stormwind will eventually betray the Alliance and defect to Twilight's Hammer, and the trouble will be passed on to Duke Berval; And Stormwind's Countess Presto is a black dragon disguised, and this is also troublesome to tell Boval! ”

……

"Can you shut up?" Unable to stand the noise inside the prisoner's car, a soldier shouted angrily inside. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jon shook his head helplessly, returned to his seat, and continued to mutter.

Captain Farrick in front of the prisoner's car listened to the priest's incessant chatter, and listened with some trepidation...... Although he felt that the murderer of His Highness Arthas must be talking nonsense, many of the things involved in this were related to the alliance's top secrets, and it would be better to report to King Terenus when he returned to Lordaeron!

It was already getting dark, and the more than fifty soldiers in charge of transporting it had already arrived at Firestone Farm with the prisoner cart, and a few dozen miles to the west could pass through the Lordaeron Barrier and enter the Tirisfal Woodland.

The voices of the prisoners in the prison cart gradually lowered, as if they were tired, and the atmosphere was somewhat quiet.

Faric didn't know why, but he always felt a little panicked.

"Did you hear his call?" A voice whispered in Farrick's ear.

"Who!" Farrick raised his sword warily.

"All your friends will betray you!"

"Who the hell is it?" Farek shouted.

There was no response, and the nearby soldiers should normally be able to hear Faric's voice, but no one came now.

"All will forsake you!" The whispers rang out again.

Faric covered his ears, and his voice grew louder.

"You don't want to get out of here, you can't go back."

"No one is going to save you."

"I can taste your soul, he's so delicious."

Feeling like he was going crazy, Farrick rushed out of the prison cart and felt as if he had stepped on something.

It was the corpse of a soldier, his eyes wide open, as if he had seen something terrible before he died.

Then Farek saw an amazing scene.

Landalloch, one of the best mages of the Mesozoic era in Kenrito, and one of the few high-ranking mages of the Silver Hand, was sent by Lord Gavinrad to escort the prisoner cart in order to prevent any accidents on the way.

And now, where the elven mage was crouching, supporting the defensive spell in vain, his face was painful.

And in front of him was a woman, a woman with a sheer black body.

"I can't see that a small escort team actually hides a powerful mage!" The woman chuckled, as if she had seen something interesting.

Then, a dark whip shot at Landalok, and the poor elven mage fell to the ground with a scream.

At this time, Farrick saw the true face of the woman, she did not look like a person at all, because her face was covered with countless terrifying tentacles, which were extremely terrifying......

"Monster ......" Farrick suppressed the fear in his heart.

He tried to rush up, but several tentacles sprouted from the ground entangled him, and he lost consciousness.

……

Jon was surprised to feel something strange outside, and the door to the prisoner's cart opened.

A terrible monster appears in front of Jon, who walks in and unties the ropes from Jon's body.

From the familiar smell of her, Jon knew who she was.

"Natalie?" Jon asked softly.

Natalie Selene, with a tentacle on her face, her body trembling a little, she took a few steps back.

Then, she saw Abdul-Jabbar tied up on the side, and her face suddenly changed: "Orcs? “

She opened her hand, but Jon held it down.

"Natalie, I owe him my life!" Jon said sincerely.

A dark leather whip slammed into the orc Jabbar, causing Jabbar to let out a wail and break the ropes on his body.

"Get out!" Natalie exclaimed.

After being stunned for a moment, Abdul-Jabbar, who was lying on the ground, realized what had just happened, and he was actually free.

Jabbar limped out of the prison cart, suddenly remembered something, took a blue orb from his pocket, and threw it at Jon.

Jon took the orb in some surprise.

"Mills, now I owe you my life, it's the only useful thing in me, my ancestor guided you!" Abdul-Jabbar whispered.

Seeing Natalie's impatient eyes, Jabbar turned and disappeared into the night.

……

"Natalie!" Jon looked at the strange and familiar godmother.

Natalie Selene let out a low sob, "Jon, I've become like this, aren't you afraid?" “

Jon shook his head slightly, "Natalie, thank you!" “

Natalie's body shuddered suddenly, and the black tentacles began to slowly disappear from her face, and then an identical phantage appeared in front of Jon.

"Well done, Natalie, the smell of killing is always so good!" Saratas said with a look of intoxication.

"It's you!" Jon said with a grim face, recognizing the phantom as the one he had been in the Tirisfal Glade earlier.

"Yes, little one, we meet again!" Saratas suddenly rushed up to Jon and said kindly.

"I'm honored to ......," Jon said coldly.

"Alas, for your sake, the strength I have accumulated for many years has been consumed again and again...... "Saratas said helplessly, "Now I am just an ordinary sword, my dear new master!" “

"Master?" Jon was stunned.

"It's Saratas!" Natalie's face had returned to its usual state: "Jon, I don't care why you killed Prince Arthas, but everything is in the past, now hurry away, I will give Saratas to you, she can help you a lot......"

As she spoke, Natalie pressed a dagger into Jon's hand, "Lordaeron is no longer your home, Jon, keep going south, to Stormwind, then to the Valley of Thorns, the farther away from Lordaeron as possible...... Don't waste any time! “

"But, Natalie......" Jon's eyes moistened a little, "Are you going to be okay?" “

"Don't worry, I won't die!" Natalie Selene left one last word and turned to leave.

Jon stood there a little confused, with only the corpses of Pharek, Landalloch, and the rest of the guards beside him.

The cold voice of the system sounded in my head:

You have obtained the Sindolei Orb (Finesse)!

You have obtained Saratas - Sword of the Dark Empire (artifact)!

Your reputation with Lordaeron turns to hatred!

Your reputation with Dalaran turns to hatred!

Your reputation with the Knights of the Silver Hand turns to hatred!

Your reputation with Stormwind has turned cold!

Your reputation with Ironforge has turned cold!

Your reputation with Quel'Salas has turned cold!

Earn a new title: The Monarch Slayer!

Reglayer: Increases damage taken by allied units by 50% and damage to the Scourge by 50%!