Draenor World, Shadowmoon Valley.

Naozu was struggling in agony, his spirit as if it were being burned eternally in the endless flames of evil, and the pain from his soul made him want to die.

The power of the deceitful Kilgardan is tormenting him incessantly, forcing him to give in little bits.

At this moment, the world of Draenor is shattering, and the speed of this shattering is coming faster than the original fate.

Aside from the fact that the Nagrand Meadows and a small area of Shadowmoon Valley were still habitable, the entire world had now been reduced to a shattered wasteland of evil energy.

At this moment, a Shadowmoon warrior strode in and told his patriarch that there were two undead creatures with human bodies outside at this moment, and they wanted to meet the patriarch of the Shadowmoon Clan.

The endless pain suddenly dissipated, Nao Zu gasped, got up and waved his hand, and the guards immediately understood what the patriarch meant, this was to drive them away.

Soon, however, there were screams and uninimitable energy fluctuations outside, and then the two human undead kicked open the wooden door and strode in.

Nao Zu immediately roared angrily, grabbing the staff beside him, his arm still shaking from the pain just now.

"Gul'dan's Death Knight, get out! The Shadowmoon Clan has withdrawn from this war and quit the Horde!"

Hearing this, Talon Bloodfiend pulled his stiff lips and laughed hoarsely a few times, and then made a solemn chest-beating salute, which made Neozu stunned for a moment, because it was the etiquette to meet the great chief of the tribe.

"The orcs are now torn apart, so you need to step up and re-stabilize the tribe, Naozu. ”

As if he had heard some funny joke, the old orc burst out laughing, undisguised his sarcasm.

"Re-stabilize the Horde? And then? Attack the world of Azeroth again? Slaughter by the Alliance again? There is a true god behind the Alliance! Titan gods! Your rotten brain must have been eaten by maggots, Talon. ”

Talon Bloodfiend was not annoyed, and quietly waited for Naozu to finish.

"Of course, we will return to the world of Azeroth, but not to start a second war, but to capture a few artifacts, and then return to the world of Draenor immediately, and use them to open another door to a new world, the horde will not remain in this broken world and wait for death. ”

After all, he had expected that Nao Zu would definitely hesitate, or fall into consideration and contemplation, after all, this was the most feasible plan for the time being.

And Nao Zu just laughed coldly a few times, and then showed a bitter face.

"There's no hope, Talon, give it up ... That Titan god of Azeroth will destroy us once more, and even the Dark Titan Sargeras has fallen at his feet, and Kil'Gardan will not dare to face it head-on, orcs... Let's go to the end with the world of Draenor. ”

Talon was furious when he heard this, and he was about to use force to force Naozu, when suddenly he felt a terrifying force.

An incomparably tall demon slowly appeared behind Nao Zu, which made the old orc immediately tremble, and his face was full of fear.

That's a Dreadlord!

"Get out, ant, while I'm in a good mood... You pathetic lowly orcs are nothing more than cannon fodder sent by the Legion to Azeroth, and now that you are defeated and useless, you deserve nothing but destruction with the world. ”

As he spoke, the Dreadlord Titodios flicked his evil claws, and a dark green swarm of rancid bees roared out, then slammed into the two Death Knights, sending them flying away.

The Dreadlord looked back at Neozu and smiled cruelly.

"Now, decide, Naozu, whether to continue to endure endless torture, or to submit to the great Lord Kil'Gardan and pay for his crimes and serve the Burning Legion?"

"I... I obey. "Neozu doesn't want to endure that kind of painful torture anymore, and as for what Talon said about snatching the artifact and then opening the door to another world, it would be a completely pointless death throes.

I don't want to die yet.

Naozu succumbed.

Kil'Gardan's power began to transform him, and the old orc felt as if he had been slashed by a thousand knives, the flesh of his body was being peeled off piece by piece, the blood was being drained, and even the hard bones were crushed to powder by the force.

But instead of dying, he survived as a pure soul.

He could feel that his spiritual power was constantly being strengthened in Kil'Gardan's power, and finally became like a vast ocean, inexhaustible.

Eventually, a huge block of ice enveloped Naozu's soul in it, further strengthening his mental power while also becoming an eternal prison that bound him.

Kilgardan also ordered the Dreadlords to forge an evil magic sword: Frostmourn.

Neozu will be sent to the world of Azeroth with this magic sword, and then, under the orders of the Legion, unleash a chaos and disaster that will sweep the world.

Since then, Neozu has had a new name: the Lich King.

World of Azeroth, Northrend, Dragonbone Wilds region.

In the middle of the wilderness stood a tower, around which a large number of dragons swirled.

This is the Temple of the Dragon's Sleep, the gathering place of the guardian dragons, and also their council hall.

The dull days of the day were suddenly broken on this day, and an extremely strong energy fluctuation swept across the entire continent, and from the point of view of the sensing source, it was the icecap glacier region located in the northernmost part of the continent.

The dragons were puzzled by this, and they immediately sent a reconnaissance team to investigate, but nothing was found, and it seemed that the source of the energy fluctuation had disappeared.

And in the city of Dalaran on the Eastern Kingdom Continent, a human archmage is hiding in a secret laboratory at the moment, staring obsessively at a complete rabbit skeleton on the table in front of him.

At this moment, the rabbit skeleton is jumping crookedly like a living creature.

Kel'thugad was satisfied, and he went to great lengths to create this undead creature that was strictly forbidden in Dalaran and even in the world.

Antonidas's stubborn antique, he was reluctant to study this completely blank realm of mystery, but unlike himself, the form of existence of the undead was incomparably addictive to Kel'thugad.

He wanted eternal life, and he wanted to be an immortal undead with all his own will, just like Merry Winterwind did back then.

Unfortunately, there are not many books and records on this subject in Dalaran's library, which were destroyed in large numbers during the Alatho Empire.

So Kel'thugad could only grope slowly on his own, slowly moving forward with difficulty, but as a powerful Archmage Kenrito, he finally succeeded.

With the first successful example, subsequent experiments can progress countless times faster.

Maybe... It won't be long before we can try experimenting with human corpses.