After detonating his soul, Uther was left with only the last remnant of his soul, and this remnant soul was his hatred for Arthas.

"It's a mockery that you're the guardian of the Light, but you're left with only hatred. ”

Shortly after Uther's remnant soul left his body, he heard someone say this to him.

"Who are you?"

"You don't care who I am, I just want to ask you one question. If you could come back to life, would you rather continue to protect humanity or kill Arthas?"

Originally, according to the past, even if it was just a remnant soul, but Uther's choice must be to protect the human race. But at this time, he couldn't make a choice, because hatred made him unable to choose.

"Okay, I see. You are still a guardian, even if you only have hatred left, you still don't forget your original intention. ”

"Come and make a pact with me, and volunteer to enter the Throne of the Immortal and become the Immortal who guards the others. I'm going to give you a chance to fulfill your heart's desire. ”

"Heroic Spirits, you mean Heroic Spirits?"

"Yes, if you want, I will offer to give you strength. ”

"Yes, even if I only have hatred, I will not forget the importance of life, and I will fight to protect other lives. ”

"I hope that your hatred can still merge with the inhibition of life, otherwise this power may destroy the last of your soul. ”

The white light quickly enveloped Uther's remnant soul in it, and this power gave Uther the feeling of pain beyond death, even when he performed the soul detonation. Now Uther had only hatred for Arthas, and with this hatred he continued to persevere. Gradually, the white light began to coalesce into a human form, and a black halo gradually appeared in the white light, and finally a blackened body of Uther was born from the light.

On the ridge of remorse, one hand pierced through the dirt that covered him, and then the other hand wrapped around the black stripes also pierced through the dirt, and finally the black-streaked Uther broke through the dirt and sat up halfway.

With a look of astonishment, Uther looked at his surroundings, and at this moment he could be sure that he was still in Azeroth.

"Congratulations on your resurrection as an Avenger, the inhibition of life has also repaired your soul, and you should remember what happened by now. ”

The voice went straight into Uther's head, and he immediately understood what was happening.

"Whoever you are, thank you for giving me a second life, and I'll stick to what I've said. ”

Uther heard no more from him, and he crawled out of the graveyard first. At this time, Uther looked at his body again, and there were almost no scars except for many more black lines. He remembered that the Holy Energy generated by the detonation of his soul before had burned his body to charcoal, but he didn't dwell on that, after all, he now had the opportunity to take revenge on Arthas, and this was the most important thing.

Uther looked again at the grave where he was buried, and among them was his own warhammer. Uther reached for the hammer, but as soon as his fingers touched it, the black stripes on his body began to move rapidly towards the hammer, and after all the black stripes were wrapped around the hammer, the hammer also changed. The original warhammer turned into a battle axe surging with black shadows.

Uther quickly picked up the tomahawk and tried it, and with a flick of a shadow flew out of the tomahawk, eventually landing on a large tree and cutting it off.

"Shadow Blade, it's really a strange weapon, let's call you Shadow Edge in the future. Uther thought to herself.

"Okay, master. ”

The sudden response of the tomahawk startled Uther.

"Are you alive?"

"I am your spiritual weapon, and I am the equivalent of a part of your soul. ”

After a brief soul exchange, Uther smiled helplessly.

"Is there only a shadow left in my soul? But as the destroyer of Arthas, that's enough. Uther laughed at herself in a low voice.

Beside Uther's grave was Ravengard, who walked to Ravengard and crouched down.

"Good brother, I won't let the demon who killed us go. You can just look at the scenery here alone, and I won't be able to accompany you in the future. Uther said, touching the bulging mound.

Uther then left the Ridge of Remorse and disappeared into the forests of the Plaguelands. Since then, an organization called the Knights of the Black Blade has been born, whose goal is to defeat the Lich King Arthas.

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Arthas had marched to East Dharon Mill with the undead legion at this time, and the undead army led by Kel'thugad, who had been defeated by him in the past, had once again gathered under his swing. The strength of the Scourge led by Arthas has also been improved once again. The Scourge Legion, which was supposed to be out of any way, was constantly infested by the newly formed Silver Dawn. Each time Arthas had to make the army turn around against them, but by this time the Silver Dawn was nowhere to be found.

Enraged, Arthas divided a part of his forces and let Baron Rivendell lead it, and Baron Rivendell used the ruined Stratholme as his base base to fight a protracted battle against Silver Dawn. And Arthas was finally able to quickly escape and go to the elven kingdom of Quel'Thalas.

Originally, I thought that if I threw off the tail of the human, the army would be able to advance smoothly. However, after Arthas entered the elven realm, the elven attack made him even more uncomfortable. The biggest flaw of the undead legion is poor mobility, and the only gargoyle with excellent mobility is a live target in front of the elf rangers, and soon the losses of the undead army are close to breaking 10,000. Although the army of the undead is numerous, Arthas cannot withstand the consumption of elves. So he began to think of a way to deal with these jumping elven rangers.

Elves' advantage is mobility, and the Lich, who originally used the power of death and frost, is the biggest nemesis of this mobility force, and a single frost nova can instantly cause a slow effect in the area.

But Arthas, despite his reputation as the Lich King, is a Death Knight. The Great Lich Kel'thugad has not yet been resurrected, and Arthas has no choice but to think of another way. Fortunately, there are also a large number of acolytes by his side, and these acolytes have also experienced the infection of death energy, and can be transformed into lichs. Thus was born the first lich transformed from the acolyte, the Frost of the Lich.

But he had his own transformation to do it, and Arthas didn't have that much energy, so he handed it over to the Cursed Sect again. Illusia and Lesfrost began to quickly carry out the lich transformation under the command of Arthas, and Illusia chose the place of transformation in his old mansion, so the old house of Barov on the island of Daron had a new name - the Psychic Academy. Here, Illusia is in charge of training members of the Cult of the Damned and transforming lichs. However, she did not expect that these actions would be seen by an orc agent, and the one who hired the orc agent was her father, Alex.

In order to deal with the harassment of the elves, Arthas, who stayed in Quel'Thalas, directly built a base not far from the elven realm - Dessom, where Arthas gathered the army of the undead, and at the same time began to study the route of attacking the elves. When he was still a human, he knew that elves had special barriers for defense, which could not be accessed at all until they were gone. And now he desperately needs someone to help him deal with the barrier.

Gianna, who had sailed to Kalimdor, arrived on the shores of Kalimdor four weeks after her voyage, and according to the map given to her by Dia, he landed in a barren land dominated by grasslands. But she hadn't found a single orc hair here, but she had used it to send the army of Kul Tiras.

After Gianna made a simple arrangement for the members of Dalaran to migrate here, she began to search for traces of the orcs with Ronin and Wen Lesa. Although there were no orcs on the grassland, they decided to try their luck in this grassland first. Perhaps it was fate, but they really ran into the orc cavalry who went out hunting. In order to avoid conflict, they did not go up directly to contact the orcs, but quietly followed behind the orcs.

In the end, they followed the orc cavalry to the large fortress that had begun to take shape, with city gates, walls, and watchtowers, and the scale and defense of the fortress in front of them even exceeded Gianna's impression of the royal city of Lordaeron.

"Human, raise your hands and don't move. ”

A voice rang out from them. They were then surrounded by several orcs armed with swords.

"Don't get excited, we have no ill will. We're here to find Amy. Gianna said immediately.

"You know Amy?" the orc asked.

"Call the elves around him, I'm her sister. Wen Leisha said quickly.

"Inform Grand Chief Sal and Amy and let them come over. The leader of the orc said.