"You guided me to this world of 10,000 years of money so that I could save my Queen. Now, I've found a way, and you've been playing missing with me. Now, I wonder what exactly is your purpose for bringing me into this world? I don't believe you'll help me fight the Burning Legion. "Fuhang is going to have a showdown with Gul'dan.

After dealing with each other for such a long time, Fuhang still didn't discover Guldan's true purpose.

Ten thousand years later, Gul'dan helped the Scourge build a portal to help Arthas conquer the world of Azeroth.

With its Dark Gate, Naxxramas is like a perfect fortress that can be attacked and defended. At any time, Naxxramas can activate this portal and then return the entire Northrend Scourge to the continent of the Eastern Kingdoms once again.

And now in this world, Guldan's behavior also makes Fuhang incomprehensible.

Instead of joining the Burning Legion, Gul'dan remained in hiding. He seemed to be a forbearant hunter, waiting for a perfect opportunity.

Guldan looked at Fuhang expressionlessly and said, "Don't worry, my plan will not change history." It won't hurt you. Not only that, but I will do my best to help you in this last moment. ”

Help? Fuhang really didn't want to believe this conspirator. But Gul'dan is an evil sorcerer who has long been associated with the Burning Legion. Fuhang had no choice, and at this almost desperate juncture, Fuhang wanted to use Guldan's help to complete this final plan.

"You mean, you don't want to say?" Fuhang asked.

Gul'dan nodded. It's a tacit acquiescence to Fuhang.

Fu Hang pulled the Ash Messenger off his back, and the Holy Light shone brightly. The dazzling light enveloped Gul'dan.

Gul'dan raised his hand slightly, putting the hood back on his head.

"When did you become so grumpy too." Although Gul'dan said this, the power that Fu Hang had just burst out of in an instant surprised him.

It's only been a while. Fuhang has become so powerful.

Gul'dan felt his own strength and sighed slightly. Now I can't compete with Fuhang. The young three-line mage from before could no longer be found.

"No, no, no, I think we should be honest with each other. If you hide it like this, I don't think any of us will have a hard time. Fuhang said in a stiff tone.

Damn, what kind of orc are you Guldan, I don't know? Fu Hang said secretly in his heart.

The final battle is coming, and it is a matter of fate for all of Azeroth. To put it bluntly, the fate of the creatures of the future of Azeroth is in the hands of the creatures of the present Azeroth.

And the humans and orcs standing here are probably the most crucial links. So, there must be no mistakes.

Fuhang is clear. If Gul'dan breaks his promise, then something will happen.

"You don't trust me? My friend. Gul'dan asked.

Fuhang retrieved the Ember Messenger and placed him beside him.

"It's not that you don't trust, but that you're Guldan, and I have to guard against you. We are all from the future world, and I know best what kind of orc you are. Fu Hang said very rationally.

A chuckle came from Gul'dan's hood.

"You're overthinking, you can choose not to believe me. However, you don't have a choice. And I, too, tell you sincerely, without your help. My plan won't be complete either. Guldan's sincere tone made Fuhang also puzzled.

What the hell does Gul'dan want.

"You really won't say it?" Fuhang asked one last time.

Gul'dan hid in his hood and said nothing.

"Okay." The navigator said with a sigh of relief.

"Your plans may not matter to you, but I love the world so much that I can't watch it destroy. So, I'm going to do something. In the end, Fuhang compromised.

Gul'dan took his hood off again, and he held his staff. I ran a few steps in a hurry.

In front there is a not small lake. Standing on the edge of the lake, Gul'dan said, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time, and maybe you should come and take a look, my chips." ”

Fuhang followed.

However, Fuhang soon noticed that there were quite a few sentinels behind him, and one of the sentinels greeted Fuhang with a birdsong.

Fuhang waved his hand and motioned for them to leave this matter alone.

"You brought a friend?" Gul'dan turned his head and asked in a low voice.

Fu Hang said generously: "This is the camp of the Night Elves, and it is normal to have Elves. I see what you mean, though. ”

After a surge of arcane energy, all the branches that covered the Sentinels were distorted by the arcane energy.

"Sentinel, you can go. This is a unique bargain that does not involve you Night Elves. Fuhang said.

As mentioned earlier, among the Night Elves, the name of Prophet of Fuhang is highly respected. These sentinels were very concerned about Fuhang's orders. After all, Her Royal Highness's absolute trust is not something that any elf can have.

In addition to this trust, the Prophet also has this absolute strength. In the heavily guarded city of Azarin, the Well of Eternity can be rendered useless. Such a difficult task would be impossible for Her Royal Highness the Queen. But Fuhang did it, which made him a very high status among the elves.

"Sisters, let's withdraw. Prophet, please be safe. The sentinel reminded Fu Hang to say.

Fuhang smiled and motioned for them to go.

Gul'dan looked at Fuhang's dashing appearance and said, "Looking at the prophet of the scenery now, I can't help but think back to you hunting down the members of our Shadow Council in the Barren Lands, when you were still a young mage. ”

"What are you talking about these past things, if your teacher Naozu didn't have nerves, I'm afraid that the current Azeroth is still a sign of singing and dancing." Fuhang said.

Now Fuhang can be regarded as understanding, and the ** of a creature can indeed change history.

"Alright, let's get down to business." Gul'dan knew that he couldn't help the voyage, so he simply shifted the topic to business.

Fuhang nodded, giving Gul'dan a look of approval.

After a conversation, Gul'dan stood at the edge of the lake and began to chant.

The surface of the clear lake began to change color under the impetus of the shadow power around Gul'dan's body.

The clear surface of the lake begins to derive a black color. Fu Hang was well aware of these aura, these were demonic powers.

However, these demonic powers are not pure powers, and Fuhang actually feels signs of life in these demonic powers.

"Why are these demonic powers still showing signs of life, I hear them wailing." Ever since Fu Hang owned the Demon Realm, he also had a unique sense of demonic power.

"Unexpectedly, in addition to holy light and magic, there is also demonic power in your body. I'm curious how your body allows so many forces to coexist. Gul'dan asked.

"It's talent, general biology doesn't come, you better tell me first. Why are these demonic powers so weird? Fuhang asked.

Weird, weird indeed. These demonic powers seem to have a physical form, and they are under the shackles of Gul'dan, and these demonic powers are constantly wailing.

"You also realize that these are not simple demonic powers. They are the souls of demons, the last living places. Gul'dan said coldly.

The last life of the demon, that is, these demonic powers are the soul of the demon? But since they are souls, why do they still have signs of life?

"What do you mean? Don't talk so much. We're debating a solution. Not listening to you show off your special means. Fuhang said impatiently.

However, Fuhang is also curious. Gul'dan actually has the means to extract demonic souls.

"Do you know the leader of the defenders of the city of Aisarien?" Gul'dan asked.

Hearing Guldan's words, Fuhang was also surprised, it turned out that Guldan was also very familiar with this Warfield general. Did he go with me?

"I know. I saw him when I infiltrated the city of Athalin. Fu Hang replied.

Gul'dan followed Fuhang's words and said, "Have you noticed that he is unique? In addition to his demonic identity, I saw something else in him. ”

"Feelings. I perceive it. I've seen countless Legion Demons, but this is the first time I've seen a demon with feelings. ”

Feelings, a creature of the Burning Legion turned out to have feelings. To know. Sargeras has polluted countless races with his powers. These races have lost their feelings while gaining great strength. As a result, they become cold-blooded and aggressive, and even if they have their own thoughts, they are suppressed by **.

Gul'dan pulled the soul of a demon over.

The soul continued to struggle, but he still couldn't stop Gul'dan's shadow power.

This demon's soul still has a trace of form, and in this dark cage, Fuhang can still tell that this demon is an abyss demon.

"Abyssal Demon?" Secret passages.

Gul'dan chuckled and released the demon back into the lake of shadowpower.

"That's right, but these demons all have one characteristic." Gul'dan sold a pass.

Can't you just finish it all at once? Now is not the time to brush up on presence.

"You're not tired of talking like this!" Fuhang said with some annoyance.

Guldan's face was also a little uncomfortable, but he didn't continue to say anything about Fuhang.

It's about saying it yourself. "This characteristic is that these demon souls are all demons under the command of General Warfield, that is, the demons of the garrison troops."

A demon under the command of the defenders. I didn't expect Gul'dan to be really idle. When catching the Demon Souls, you have to first divide which general they belong to in the Burning Legion.

"You're a special collector?" Fuhang was a little confused.

Gul'dan shook his head and said, "This is our killer weapon, if you want to break through the gates of the city of Aisarin, you must find the key to the problem. And the crux of the matter is General Warfield! ”

Damn, Fuhang suddenly opened up. Warfield, the Abyssal Demon, is different from other Abyssal Demons, he has feelings. And this affection has just become the only opportunity for Gul'dan to use him.

Gul'dan captured so many demonic souls for this step.

"You're so bad!"

"It's called unscrupulous, these demon souls can still return to their bodies. And their bodies were kept in the western part of the Felwood Forest, and I don't think the commander of the garrison could have seen his own soldiers die at my hands. Gul'dan said grimly.

It's sad. This Warfield Commander has the last thing he should have as a villain. That's feelings, and now, it's this undeserved thing that has become Gul'dan's best way to take advantage of him.

"Tomorrow we are still here, and I will take you to Commander Warfield, and I am confident that our plan will succeed." Gul'dan said.

What a conspirator, with such a plot, cold sweat will ooze from his spine. However, Fuhang also understands that there will always be a final battle between himself and Guldan: "Although you helped me this time, when we meet in the future, we will inevitably fight!" Fuhang said.

In this battle, Gul'dan was not surprised at all. It seems that everything is in his plan.

"Let's put it in the future. Now that I'm going to get the rest of the things going, you'd better go back to the meeting as soon as possible, and I think His Highness Azhara should be in a hurry. Gul'dan said.

With that, Gul'dan disappeared into the forest, along with the shadow power of the lake.

Fuhang is also thinking about what Gul'dan wants.

Back at the Moonlight Altar, Azshara asked Fuhang, "Our prophet, perhaps you should tell us if your deal was successful." ”

The eyes and ears of these queens are really competent, and they even repeat their own words to Her Royal Highness.

"We'll know tomorrow, but I think we're going to win." Fuhang said confidently.

Night in the Emerald Glades.

It's still this lake, but it's no longer Gul'dan standing next to Fuhang.

"You're such an enigma." Aishara laughed. After such a long time, Aishara was shocked and didn't fully understand who Fuhang was.

"Your Royal Highness, one day you will understand." Fuhang looked up at the starry sky and smiled.

"Are you going to get out of here?" Asshara steadied herself and asked the question.

Fuhang looked at Her Royal Highness the Queen, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Why do you suddenly say this, we haven't won yet, have we?" ”

Aishara had just reached out to touch Fuhang's cheek. However, the white fingers stopped in the air, and in the end, Her Royal Highness took it back.

After a smile, all that remains is a glance back. (To be continued.) )