Night, Quel'Salas, near the Well of the Sun.

Sylvanas dragged an undead dwarf behind a hidden hillside and summoned Cthulhu's will for another great alteration of mind control.

"Ahhhh Hmm, who am I, where am I?"

Oscar's eyes suddenly returned to clarity, and the chaotic glow of ice-blue energy in his eyes stabilized.

"Shut up, you disgusting dead dwarf, listen to me now. Queen Xi's blood-red eyes glared at Oscar fiercely.

...

...

The dwarf quickly calmed down, clutching the fallen Dust Messenger in his hand, his cynical expression rarely replaced by seriousness and hatred.

"You want me to continue my disguise, to continue lurking around Arthas or the soon-to-be-resurrected Kel'thugad, right?" Oscar looked solemnly at Queen Nozomi.

"Yes, I'm running out of time, and soon I'll be rebelling and stabbing him in the back, so I need you to stay lurking inside the Scourge Legion. Sylvanas nodded.

"I promise you, but you also have to promise me one thing, you will counterattack as soon as possible, and you will kill these damned Scourge undead, and that Arthas, and that Lich King!"

Oscar's face was filled with hatred.

"I'm going to avenge Cesaris Mograini, I'm going to avenge myself!"

Queen Xi nodded again, and then felt a little strange.

"Where did you get so much hatred?"

"Where is such hatred?" the dwarf's eyes widened immediately.

"That bastard bastard in Arthas! I have lost my sense of taste, how will I taste spirits in the future! And now this cold and stiff ghost, what dwarf beauty is willing to throw herself into the arms of my fiery big landlord!"

Speaking of this, Oscar was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then became even more furious.

"Ahhh

The next day, by the well of the sun.

The remains of Kel'thugad were soaked in golden well water, emitting black ripples of pollution.

This black ripple of energy has polluted the once-sacred Well of the Sun, and it can no longer provide energy and mana to the High Elves until it is purified.

Soon, a tall figure slowly floated out of the golden energy pillar of the sun well, only his skeleton remained, the cold energy seemed to replace the original flesh and blood, and streams of cold qi filled the bones around his body, and there were circles of rune chains around his skeleton, firmly stabilizing the body of this lich.

"Your Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness Prince Alsace, I said a long time ago that we would meet again. ”

The lich Kel'thugad let out an icy sound.

With that, Kel'thugad kept looking around, as if looking for something, and after a moment ...

"What about my dear Mr. Bigworth? What about his corpse? Don't tell me you only brought me here, oh no, where are you, poor Bigworth... ”

Arthas was silent for a moment, as if he was confused by the cat slave archlich and didn't know how to answer, but he waved his hand and motioned for the two undead guards behind him to carry up a small box, and then opened the sealed lid.

The Great Lich immediately floated over, his spirit filled with joy.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay, you brought him with you ... Oh, my Mr. Bigworth, I will bring you back at once ... ”

Arthas looked at the Great Lich in front of him with a blank face, and used his most advanced and laborious resurrection spell to awaken a cat with no combat power.

Mr. Bigworth is an ordinary Continental Northern tortoiseshell cat, well... Well, now he's not ordinary.

The cat owner reopened his eyes, and a faint cold air emanated from his body.

Then he saw his own shovel officer, and although his appearance changed drastically, Mr. Bigworth immediately recognized the aura of his own royal shovel officer.

"You, Mr. Bigworth, who is always guarding me, if you die, he can't die!

The Grand Lich immediately commanded an elite group of bone guards and several Death Knights.

"Dear Bigworth, I know you like to eat North Sea rays, but this is a special situation, please bear with me for a while... ”

Arthas finally couldn't help himself, he shook his head and coughed heavily.

"Kel'thugad, let's start the next step, that stupid woman Gianna has brought the plague into Dalaran without knowing it, and now it is easy to attack this city that has been swept by natural disasters. ”

Kel'thugad finally got rid of his cat addiction and nodded his skull, "Ahh The next step is to get the Book of Guardians, which is now in Dalaran, and then ... I can open the portal and let Akmund, the polluter of the Burning Legion, descend into the world. ”

Immediately, the Great Lich looked at the large group of high-ranking undead led by Sylvanas behind Arthas, and seemed to be a little surprised in his spirit.

"Sylvanas? this can't be, the Night Elf ... How could you possibly let you kill her?"

Arthas looked confident, "No being dares to defy the will of the Lich King, not even the Titan of the Night Elves!

Kel'thugad didn't reply, and while he was loyal to the Lich King, he wasn't brainwashed by Frostmourn.

He seemed to sense some conspiracy and danger looming.

Isn't it... Should Sylvanas be sent back to the Night Elves across the sea?

This thought flashed through him, not to mention what the Titan god's attitude would be towards an undead elf, just to say that the polluter Akmund was about to be summoned now, and the situation was extremely special, and the incarnation of the Titan god would be the best help.

The Scourge wants to break free from the Burning Legion's control, and the Lich King does exactly that, and it takes a make-or-break to do so.

While Kel'thugad didn't know exactly what the Lich King had in mind, he personally felt that it wouldn't be a bad thing for the Scourge if Akmund died in the world of Azeroth.

Oh yes, and the three watchful Dreadlords.

Banazal, Valimassas and Titodios.

The fact that these three loyal dogs of Kil'Gardan, knowing that there was a Titan incarnation in the world of Azeroth, concealed it and did not inform Akmund is very revealing.

The Burning Legion is not united as a single iron plate either, and the Great Lich has come to this conjecture.

Kilgardan the Fraudster wants Akmund the Polluter to die, and then he can take sole control of the Burning Legion.

But the Scourge must not be cannon fodder in this conspiracy, so it must be prepared in advance.