"Submissive? ridiculous!"

Sylvanas scoffed, she obviously thought it was a big joke, she was a dignified general of the Quel'Thalas Ranger, lord rank, the hope of reviving the future of the Windranger family, and at this moment she was going to submit to a monster that destroyed her beloved empire?

It's ridiculous.

However, the female voice next door didn't seem to care, she snorted twice, and continued: "Just like I told you just now, that guy commanded hundreds of thousands of undead cataclysmic soldiers under his command, and his personal strength is beyond doubt, I believe you have already fought with him, how about it?"

Sylvanas hesitated for a moment, although she was disgusted with what this woman said about "obedience", but rationally speaking, that guy, in addition to the hundreds of thousands of undead natural disasters he controlled, his personal strength was also difficult to define.

When I met him, I fought for more than a dozen rounds, and there were wins and losses against each other, but at present, it seems that the strength of that guy is obviously above his own, not to mention that he also has a lord level.

Powerful personal strength plus an endless number of undead monsters that can regenerate repeatedly...

There is a great catastrophe in the Eastern Kingdom...

However, Sylvanas, the once arrogant High Elf Ranger General, was obviously a little unconvinced, "So what? I failed, but it doesn't mean that I surrendered, if I were to grovel to the butcher who single-handedly destroyed my home, I would rather die!!"

"What a stupid woman!"

The female voice sounded slightly angry, and scolded, "You'd rather die? Dead?"

Miscellaneous... What the!?

Sylvanas couldn't believe what she had heard.

"Do you think you're still the same person you used to be?"

The female voice continued: "Since they dare to arrest you and not waste a single soldier guarding you, then there is only one situation, you have become their 'companion'!"

Companion!?

Those monsters?

Could it be yourself!?

Sylvanas couldn't believe what the woman was saying, and the sheer fear made her subconsciously retreat.

"Whew-"

"Ahh

The pain struck again, and through the faint electric light that bloomed when he touched the mana cage, Sylvanas realized the changes in his body...

The skin of her arms was no longer as delicate and smooth as it had been, but a dull purple that bordered on withering and decaying, and the light seen by her eyes no longer had any color, but was grayish-white.

The heart is like ashes...

If the death of the Sun King Anastarian, the whereabouts of Prince Kael'thas are unknown, and the slaughter of Quel'Thalas's compatriots brought nothing but sorrow to Sylvanas, it was only at this moment that she knew that she had been resurrected as an undead, and perhaps as a puppet, and that the creature she had once regarded as a monster came and went, she felt what it meant to be dead.

"How? I think you might have experienced... I used to be miserable!"

The female voice next door was silent for a while after hearing Sylvanas touch the electricity of the mana cage, and she knew very well what was happening.

Suffering?!

Perhaps...

Sylvanas thought bitterly, that fellow may be able to conquer my body, but it will never be able to conquer my will.

She despised him when she first saw him in Fairwind, the perfect place fresh and pure, and when a storm of blood stirred up in Quel'Thalas, he ordered his Death Servants to slaughter her people, even to the point of turning them into lifeless puppets, and then, piercing her with that terrible sword of dark runes, she hated him.

But all this is not worth mentioning compared to the current feelings.

Never.

She said to the voice who tried to manipulate herself, "You control my body, but you can't conquer my will. ”

"You don't want to be his appendage, to be his killing machine, but, I want to tell you that I have met many people, even paladins, who have the same idea as you, but in the end, they have failed, their bodies have been controlled, their spirits have been ravaged, and the proud dignity of being a paladin has been trampled on. ”

"The paladin, who once took caring for his people as his own responsibility, in order to stick to his faith, ended up becoming the executioner of the slaughter of the people, this is the terrible price of stubbornness!"

The female voice next door spoke softly, although the voice was small, but the indignation contained in it made Sylvanas impossible to ignore.

"Do you know why I'm being locked up here?"

The voice continued: "Arrogant! That guy, as the master of the Scourge, has nothing to look at and all the rest of the continent is nothing. Therefore, for this kind of guy, you can only feign loyalty, so as to have a chance to escape the control of his mental power and find the right time to fight back. ”

Sylvanas choked for a moment.

She had to admit that this woman was very thorough.

But...

"I have a few more questions, first, why are you telling me this, and second, what is your purpose?" Sylvanas's face was grim, his dark eyes glinting in the darkness.

As a High Elf Ranger General, she has always believed in realism, and since this woman is willing to tell herself this, then there must be some value in herself.

What is this value?

Soon, the woman gave the answer.

"Strength. ”

"I don't have the strength to escape from here, or even fight that guy, so I need you, at least in this extremely bad situation, I have to use all the resources at my disposal! ”

Sylvanas was a little surprised that this woman was so straightforward, and it seemed that this woman was unusually confident in her own judgment.

But that's good, and she needs a reliable ally.

Sylvanas has never been a person who succumbs to fate, and her fate can only be controlled by herself.

Gradually, Sylvanas's perception that she had become a banshee changed from despair to forced acceptance.

"So one last question. ”

A hoarse, hollow voice gradually sounded, and Sylvanas slowly got up from the ground, "Who are you?"

This woman, from the moment she came in, should have guessed her strength, and then gained her trust, and then used the weaknesses of the analyzed enemy to lure her step by step, and finally threw out the purpose and reached cooperation.

With such a meticulous mind, so thorough analysis, so perceptive, and acting without any traces or flaws, Sylvanas could not believe that this woman was just an ordinary creature.

The entire dungeon was silent for a few seconds, and time seemed to stand still.

However, just five seconds later, the female voice resounded: "Galia Minahir, this is my name." ”

(End of chapter)