"Master, you don't seem to be very happy. ”

Sylvanas stood on a high ground in the Tirisfard glades, looking down on the ruins of Old Lordaeron in front of her, her long silver hair whistling in the cool wind.

No one knew how glorious Lordaeron had been, just as no one knew what she had been through, and no one knew how prosperous Quel'Thalas, whom she had been loyal to, people only cared about what was in front of them.

"What's there to be happy about?"

Sylvanas shook her head, withdrew her blood-colored eyes from Old Lordaeron, and said lightly, "Aren't you troubled, my sisters, a few days ago, we were slaves to the Lord of Darkness, and the only reason we exist was to kill on his orders, and now, we are free. ”

"Isn't that a good thing?

The banshee's voice was hollow and puzzled: "We've finally gained our own free will, isn't that what you've been seeking?"

At this moment, another female voice rang out: "You don't know her, little ghost. ”

Galya stepped out of the shadows, stood between Sylvanas and the banshee, and said indifferently, "We can't go back for a long time, you know, elves? Monster. ”

The noble and glamorous former Princess Lordaeron looked at her arm, even if her world was only black, white and gray, she clearly knew that her skin had changed from white to another color, symbolizing the color of death.

"We are still slaves, that's a fact, it's spiritual, if we live like this, not tortured slaves, then..."

"So... What else could it be—" Sylvanas took Galya's words and laughed almost hysterically.

She and Galia were surprisingly in the same mindset.

Xue Huan did a lot of evil, and almost pulled the entire Eastern Kingdom into a vortex of death and fear.

Not to mention that they still haven't been able to take revenge three days ago, but even if they tortured Xue Huan to death at that time, what can they do?

His death does not raise those who die...

His death will not allow the Well of the Sun to be purified again...

His death could not allow Galiya's people, her father, and her brother to stand before her again...

His death will not allow those decaying countries to return to prosperity and reunite their dead relatives...

His death can't even turn him back into the fair-skinned, blonde, blue-eyed High Elf woman...

All this seems meaningless...

Under the curse, there is no joy...

"We still have revenge, Sylvanas. Galia reminded softly.

She didn't want Sylvanas to continue to sink into this issue, it was a dead knot, and there was no need to dwell on it, even if they were still banshees, but they had a reason and a right to live, because their enemies were not dead.

As long as Xue Huan is not dead, they have a reason to exist.

"I understand, Galya, tell me what's next for you?" Sylvanas sighed, and then summoned almost all of the banshees floating around her, which was almost all of their forces.

She had long been accustomed to asking about Galya's thoughts, and she trusted Galya, not only because of the wisdom and determination and sagacity that the former Princess Lordaeron had shown during this time, which could make Xue Huan, the Lord of Darkness, deflated, but also because they had the same experience.

Fate has long tied these two women together.

"If we still want to continue to fight against Xue Huan, we can't rely on these stragglers alone, we must build an impregnable fortress, a castle of the undead, only in this way can we stabilize our own power, establish our own system and army, and fight against Xue Huan's army of the undead. ”

Galia came up with her own idea, and this coincided with Sylvanas's plan in mind, you know, she was also a High Elf Ranger General, and her ability to give advice was not inferior to Galia.

"And what about our goals?"

Sylvanas asked, glancing to her side, and she was surprised to find that Galia was looking at the same place as herself—Lordaeron.

The two smiled tacitly.

At that moment, Sylvanas seemed to sense the danger approaching, and she turned gracefully and drew her bow cleanly towards the clearing on the lawn.

And the banshees around her are also like great enemies, and they have prepared death magic, ready to meet the enemy.

A few seconds later, the space distorted, the purple portal swirled open, and the Dreadlord Varimathas appeared with a haughty face, sneering and looking down at them.

"Hello, Lady Sylvanas and Lady Galya, we meet again. ”

Without the expected tension, the Dreaddemon Dynasty bowed to the two of them, and this gesture couldn't help but make Galia raise her eyebrows, she didn't think that these insidious, cunning demons would really do this.

In the battle to pursue Xue Huan just a few days ago, these Dreaddemon Kings seemed to be chasing Xue Huan frantically, but in fact, they were releasing water everywhere, the purpose was to kill people with knives, and throw the most difficult bones to them, so that they and Xue Huan's Scourge Legion could kill each other.

These little tricks can't be seen by others, but she can see them clearly.

The Dreadlord was always adept at playing this kind of role in stirring up strife and war, and at this moment, Varimathas spoke again, his voice low and terrifying, "My brothers and I are deeply grateful for your efforts in overthrowing Xue Huan. ”

"Overthrow, he's not dead, and left Kel'thugad, the great lich, to help him with the plague. Sylvanas said coldly.

Kel's stay is the information collected by the banshee scouts in front, that is to say, their future revenge must first cross this hurdle before they can face Xue Huan's undead natural disaster, after all, that guy can exist as Xue Huan's deputy, and his wisdom and strength are definitely not weak.

Varimasas licked its black paws, then shrugged, its wings spreading slightly with the movement.

"Anyway, that annoying guy is finally gone, and I'm here to meet with you this time to formally invite you to join us and establish a new order. ”

The New Order?

It sounded good, but it was just to make them work for the demons, and Sylvanas had no interest in it.

"Varimasas, you should know that my sisters and I are only interested in seeing Xue Huan's death, since we failed the other day, we just want to do our best to complete the next plan, we don't have time to pay attention to your despicable tricks. ”

The merciless words made the demon look a little angry, and its black wings kept opening and closing.

But fortunately, in the Warped Void, the Dreadlord is the one who knows the big picture and controls his anger, otherwise if he were a grumpy guy like the Abyss Lord or the Angry Guard, he would probably have fought Sylvanas on the spot.

Even so, Valimassas warned: "Beware, my lady, it is not wise to provoke us. I don't think you want to create a new enemy after that guy leaves, we, the future of this plague land, either join us or be abandoned. ”

"You guys in the future?"

Sylvanas scoffed, causing the Dreadlord to frown even more.

Sylvanas glanced at Galya, and after receiving the latter's glance, she continued to taunt, "We've lived long enough as slaves, Dreadlord. What you also need to know is that we are desperately trying to kill Xue Huan, not to pave the way for you Fear Demon King, we are doing it for free will. Now that we have acquired a fleeting will, our path is of course up to us. ”

"The Burning Legion has been defeated, and you say it nicely, but they are just pathetic and hopeless survivors, and they can't protect themselves and try to control our minds? ”

"You !!" Varimasas was completely enraged and completely speechless.

But reason told this demon that now that the legion had just been defeated, they were weak, and they still needed to gather some of the out-of-control Scourge legions left behind by Xue Huan, so now was not the best time to start a war with this banshee.

"So be it, Banshee. ”

After tearing his face, Varimathas no longer wore his honorific title, and he snorted in rage, his face still twisted with anger, and left through the portal.

After the demon was gone, Sylvanas sneered, "Hmph, the vanquished still want to threaten us?"

Sylvanas then turned her head to Galya with a questioning look on her face, "I'm doing this... I guess that's fine, sorry, I'm a little bit overwhelmed. ”

"Of course!"

Galia laughed and nodded to say yes, she leaned against the tree, her legs looking even more straight and slender in the moonlight.

"If you want to reoccupy Lordaeron and use it as a base to take revenge on Xue Huan, it will be a matter of time before you offend them. Now our relationship has changed, before it was an alliance, but now, it is a fighting beast fighting for the same piece of fat. ”

Sylvanas noticed that Galia was using the word "renew", and it seemed that she, like herself, had old habits and memories that were always indelible.

But Galia didn't care about this, instead, when Sylvanas and Varimatas talked, she calmly noticed something else: the demon, Varimas, was irritable and irritable.

In the realm that Galya knows, such an emotionally exposed guy is always easy to be controlled in the palm of his hand.

She pursed her lips, and just as she snapped a finger, another shaped plan came to her mind...

A few days later, in the shadows and darkness of Brill in the Tirisfard glades, no one knew that a new force led by Sylvanas and supplemented by Galya was beginning to quietly rise.

They are made up of undead spirits who have escaped Xue Huan's will to die, they are synonymous with curse and revenge, and they call themselves ...

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