Chapter 662: As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's someone else who is embarrassed (10,000 words for subscription)
There is no doubt that life in the huge cyberpunk city on the ninth floor of Bartow's Hell has made Dai Lin feel more excited and exciting than ever.
Because everything here is full of novelty for him.
A variety of never-before-seen races, a thousand bizarre goods, unheard of classes, and the ubiquitous arcane, magical, and spell-like abilities......
In the human world of Azeroth, although magic is not an uncommon thing, it is absolutely impossible to appear frequently in the daily lives of civilians.
But here, a simple roadside vendor can use a few simple magic tricks to create gorgeous visuals to attract customers.
Those otherworldly creatures, including devils, have many innate spell-like abilities.
Occasionally, fire djinns can be seen selling wishing spells to mortals that they can bestow.
Some creatures with very strong regenerative abilities will also dig up some of their organs that can be used as casting materials and sell them to mages and warlocks.
As for the recreational drugs and meat skins, the business is all over the streets.
In short, in a huge cyberpunk city, as long as it is "voluntary", it seems that everything can be traded, and there is no need to worry about ethical and moral constraints.
To be precise, there is no so-called moral constraint at all, and the principle of compliance with the law is not prohibited.
Therefore, in some areas that are not very clear, a large number of gray industrial chains have been born.
Large monopolies, gangs, killers, and mercenaries are intertwined and form part of a huge urban ecology.
The Frontline Rescue Team was born out of the security needs of the wealthy in the industry.
Many of those who have been in the gray area for a long time will even choose to replace their flesh and blood hands and feet with stronger and more powerful oil-based mechanical prosthetics in order to strengthen their strength, and some will be genetically modified to look like humanoid monsters.
As for the guys who gouge out an eye and transplant invisible units that can see through invisible units, and have an electronic eye with automatic tracking and exploration function, there are also a lot of people.
Even the most conservative people, as long as they do the work of licking the blood from the knife edge, will inevitably equip themselves with some equipment that can improve their combat effectiveness.
After getting a general understanding of the situation in the giant cyberpunk city and having a hearty battle with Evelyn, Dai Lin decisively chose to accept the woman's invitation to become the other party's partner, mainly engaged in receiving and escorting work.
Because he knows that a person like himself, who is full of restlessness in his bones, can't really live the peaceful life of ordinary people.
But what the legendary Admiral of the former Alliance didn't know was what a ripple effect his death had on Azeroth.
Especially after Gianna learned the news of her father's death, the whole person was instantly overwhelmed by a huge sadness, anger and hatred, and even a brief coma lasted for several hours.
At this moment, she is almost as if she was in the original timeline when Theramore was blown up.
Not only did the long golden hair, which was originally as beautiful as brocade, appear a lot of white threads, but there was no longer a trace of innocence and cheerfulness in his eyes, only hatred for the orcs, especially the Great Chief Thrall.
You must know that before this happened, Gianna still had a certain sympathy for the orcs, and felt that they should be given a chance to mend their ways.
But now, she only felt that all orcs had to die.
"Alasβlook away, kid. I'm sure your father wouldn't want to see his daughter look like this. Kane Bloodhoof let out a helpless sigh and whispered reassurance.
The Minotaur chieftain had no idea why the wise and calm Thrall had suddenly made such a frantic move.
Doesn't he understand how bad the orcs are right now, and doesn't know that the Night Elves and the Alliance are already planning to send troops together to make the orcs pay for their crimes?
Killing the Admiral of Kul Tiras and the hero of the Alliance at such a time would not do the slightest benefit to defuse the crisis except that it would intensify the conflict and accumulate more hatred.
Even if Dai Lin took the initiative to block the coastline of Azhara and prevent the orcs from fishing, the tribe should choose to be patient as much as possible, or choose to take it alive to negotiate and negotiate.
"Thank you for your concern and kindness, Chief. But now I want to be alone. β
As she said this, Gianna's face turned extremely pale, and a piercing chill emanated from her body, a sign that frost magic was about to explode under the violent mood swings.
Although the aura she exudes is extremely cold and terrifying, her appearance gives people a more beautiful and moving feeling.
Affected by frost magic, its bloodless pale skin is as clear as glass, like a lifelike ice sculpture.
Seeing this situation, Kane Bloodhoof had no choice but to turn around and leave with heavy steps, and closed the door very intimately.
As soon as he walked on the front foot, Gianna on the back foot turned her gaze to the dark corner of the room, and tentatively said in a slightly decadent voice, "Soth, are you there?" I need you now more than ever. β
Moment!
Zuo Si's phantom suddenly fell from the sky and appeared in this extremely low temperature, and in some places it was even frozen.
I saw that he first looked up and down a little bit at the state of this "filial daughter" at the moment, and then asked quietly: "Are you still sad and angry that your father Dai Lin died at the hands of the orcs?" β
"Shouldn't it?"
Gianna clenched her fists with her hands and took a deep breath and asked rhetorically.
Zuo Si shook his head lightly and explained, "No, I mean you don't need to be so sad.
Because it's Dai Lin's own choice.
He had long since had enough of the pain of losing his son, and longed for relief from this cycle of hatred.
Not to mention, death meant for him to be able to let go of all the heavy burdens and start anew. β
"A new beginning?"
Gianna obviously didn't understand the meaning of these words, and her eyebrows suddenly furrowed.
"That's right.
Remember the posthumous promise I made to all believers?
All those who died in that battle, including your father, have now arrived in the realm of my reign and have begun a new life in another way.
So sometimes death is not a bad thing.
Especially when he can no longer get joy from life, and only his pain and suffering are left.
If you wish, I can show you a little bit of what Dareen is like in another world.
However, this is limited to a glance and no conversation or exchange.
Because it's not a good thing for the dead to reconnect with their loved ones and friends when they were alive. β
With that, Zuo Si looked into Gianna's eyes and waited for the other party to give a clear answer.
For it means a choice that has to do with the belonging of the soul.
Once Gianna chooses to watch, it means that her soul will inevitably become the property of Zuosi.
After all, after witnessing the hustle and bustle of the huge cyberpunk city of the ninth layer of hell, it is difficult for anyone to refuse to live in such a place after death.
Not to mention that there are relatives over there waiting to be reunited.
But if Gianna can resist looking, then she may be able to resist this great temptation, and even achieve immortality through powerful magical powers in the future.
"Show me."
After a long silence, Gianna finally chose to find out.
On the one hand, he is very curious about the world after death, and on the other hand, he really wants to know the state of his father.
Although in the original timeline, she was too naΓ―ve to believe in Thrall's promise of peace on behalf of the orcs, and finally betrayed her father.
And for a long time afterwards believed that it was a sacrifice for the sake of the big picture, until a loud bang in Theramore completely shattered all false illusions.
But this does not mean that the relationship and relationship between the father and daughter is not good.
You must know that Gianna took half of Kurtilas's ships across the Endless Sea without informing her father.
This alone can be seen how much Dai Lin trusts and dotes on her daughter.
But the funny thing is that Gianna believes in Sal so much, but in exchange for the other party's provocation in advance, she also passed the position of the great chief of the tribe to the bloodthirsty and warlike Garrosh, which led to the intensification of a series of conflicts and even wars.
And Thrall watched as his successor continued to provoke wars, turning close allies who had saved the Horde by his side at critical moments into undying enemies.
It wasn't until Gianna vowed to destroy Orgrimmar in retaliation after the tragedy that he remembered to intervene to stop it.
That's why many people never like, or even hate, Saar.
Not only did he like to play double standards very much (he pretended not to know when he bombed Theramore, and only ran out after flooding Orgrimmar to emphasize that Garrosh, as the Great Chief, could not represent the tribe, so why did he go earlier), but also insidiously and cunningly deceived the young and ignorant Gianna into being the leader of the party, and did not fulfill the promise given afterwards, and directly abdicated to evade responsibility.
You must know that when Gianna allowed the orcs to enter Theramore, she didn't let Thrall and the others kill her father.
I just hope that they can defeat Dai Lin and capture him, and then put an end to the war on their own.
But Sal knew very well that the hatred between the orcs and Dai Lin could not be resolved at all, so he chose to kill the killer directly, and then pretended to say nonsense like "he is a warrior".
That is, to bully Gianna, who had just experienced the Battle of Mount Hyjal, was full of thoughts about how to unite the local forces of Azeroth against the Burning Legion and the Scourge Legion.
Otherwise, try it for a king like Varian Ureon, whose home was destroyed by orcs and countless innocent civilians slaughtered.
I'm afraid I don't want to join forces with Dai Lin to kill all the orcs who have just gained a foothold.
If Thrall had told Gianna from the beginning that the purpose of his trip was to kill Darein, the latter would have turned around and given him a super-powered version of the Ice Arrow on the spot.
So Thrall is essentially a faction leader who is very good at using the kindness and morality of others to achieve his own ends.
During his alliance with Gianna, he even demanded that if any of the party's ships were attacked by fishmen, naga, and pirates, the other side would have to come to the aid of the other side.
Thinking about it with his ass, he knew that he was completely trying to prostitute the power of the powerful navy of Theramore to escort the Horde's ships.
Theramore, which inherited part of the Kurtilas fleet, still needed the support of orcs who didn't even know the ability to build ships at the time?
It's a joke!
This is just a fabricated excuse for the sake of taking advantage of the open.
Thrall has never been a good man, but because he was raised as a human, he is a little more civilized than most savage, bloodthirsty, and brutal orcs.
But now, due to Zuosi's intervention, Thrall has not succeeded in bringing the orcs ashore for nothing, let alone has the opportunity to fight side by side with Gianna to establish a so-called "friendship", and naturally it is impossible to get close to taking advantage of this politically extremely naΓ―ve and naΓ―ve Princess Kul Tiras.
Now with Dai Lin's death, the future relationship between the two is probably only a deep hatred that cannot be resolved.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness that was not easy to detect, and he quickly used his authority to find Dai Lin's location on the ninth layer of Bato's hell, and then instantly projected the environment he was in and what he was doing through magical illusions.
Next Second......
Two naked men and women suddenly appeared out of thin air, hugged each other tightly and engaged in extremely fierce hand-to-hand combat.
Among them, the man knows without asking that it is Dai Lin, who has been dead for a while, and the woman is his close partner and lover.
The two guys obviously had some scars from the fight, and even a few wounds were bleeding, and they would show painful expressions from time to time during the strenuous exercise, but the strong stimulation would quickly turn into mental excitement.
There is no doubt that this scene instantly dumbfounded Gianna, and her originally crystal clear pale face quickly appeared a flush of shyness and embarrassment.
Never before had the intimacy between her and Arthas been so intense.
And this princess of Kul Tiras couldn't dream that her father, who always had a stern and solemn expression on weekdays, still had such a wild and indulgent side.
No wonder my mother always said in private that her husband was a charismatic heartthrob when he was young.
Before, Gianna always thought that this was because of her mother's love for her father.
But now, looking at the strange beauty in the projection with a satisfied face, she suddenly realized that her mother might be right.
"Ahem, ahem...... I think we might be disturbing at some inappropriate times. β
Zuo Si let out a violent cough in embarrassment, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
He obviously didn't expect Dai Lin to be so violent, and within a few days of arriving in Bato's Hell, he had already adapted to life in a huge cyberpunk city.
Especially when it comes to venting desires and pleasures.
And from the weapons and equipment on the cabinet next to him and the injuries that are very wounded, it is not difficult to see that the job this guy is engaged in is definitely not the kind of office worker who works from 9 to 5 every day.
But Gianna bit her lower lip and responded, "No, I think this situation best shows the state of my father's life in the afterlife." And...... They looked like they were coming to an end. β
"Well, if that's what you want, then I'll give it up."
Zuo Si immediately stopped ending the projection.
I have to say that watching an action blockbuster with a young woman whose relationship is far from intimate is definitely the first time in his colorful life experience.
Especially the actor is still the father of the other party.
Fortunately, Zuo Si has already understood the essence of "as long as I am not embarrassed, you who are embarrassed are others".
So he not only behaved very calmly, but also appreciated the change in the expression on Gianna's face with great interest, which made the latter obviously have some explosive mentality, and even hated to hide under the covers.
But the problem is that this request was made by Gianna, and she is also very curious about what kind of state her father is in now, so she can only endure her shyness and chagrin and continue to stare at the unsightly picture in front of her.
It took a good ten minutes for the battle to finally come to an end.
The two exhausted men and women obviously didn't realize that they were broadcasting live, hugged and kissed each other without any image, and then went into the bathroom to clean the sweat and other unknown liquids on their bodies, and when they came out, they were already wearing bathrobes.
I saw that Evelyn first brushed her wet hair with amorous movements, and then took out a heavy bag of gold coins directly from the leather bag on the bedside table and threw it to Dai Lin.
The latter opened it and glanced at it after catching it, and asked with a surprised face, "Why are there so many of them this time?" β
"To reward you for your recent performance, of course. It's been a long time since I've had a man feel so satisfied. β
With that, Evelyn winked and deliberately bit the end of the slender tail behind her with her teeth.
This move instantly made Dai Lin, who had just turned off the flame, react again.
But instead of immediately assisting in the actual action, he half-jokingly joked: "Although it makes me happy that you say this, this money should be enough for you to go to the best service place in the city and call ten strong and handsome men." So please tell me what the hell is going on with this money, otherwise I won't take it. β
"Hehe, I didn't think you were quite principled.
But don't worry, this is your fair share.
Remember the last time I was hunted?
Now the employer who hired me has confirmed that he has received what he wants.
Not only did he generously cash in the full amount, but he also added an additional bonus. β
At the mention of this matter, a smug look suddenly appeared on Evelyn's face.
Because of this incident, her reputation in the industry has soared, and many employers have begun to take the initiative to increase the price of employment.
"I see. Then I'll accept it unceremoniously. β
Realizing that it was her share, Dai Lin immediately packed it in a shabby-looking rucksack with peace of mind.
He obviously knew what he wanted to do in the city, and he couldn't do it without money.
"What are you going to do with this money?"
Evelyn's eyes flashed with curiosity.
Dai Lin replied without thinking: "Of course, I went to buy some necessary weapons and equipment and transportation.
I've seen several things in the shop near where I live that can be of great help in battle, but I didn't have the money to buy them before.
Now that I have change, I naturally want to buy it.
And I'm going to buy an oil-soaked locomotive to get around.
Because the feeling of being in a state of speed is simply amazing, and it is addictive to try it once. β
"Oh? Actually buying weapons and equipment? I thought you'd go to those entertainment venues to have some fun first. You know, very few people can resist the temptations that the city has to offer. β
Evelyn was visibly surprised.
After all, she had the impression that most of the fighters were affected by hormones that were far superior to ordinary people, and it was difficult to maintain restraint in terms of diet and lust.
Generally speaking, the first thing you do after getting paid is to splurge and enjoy yourself in those drunken entertainment venues.
Only a very small number of people who are smart and rational enough will choose to maintain and update weapons and equipment first for long-term planning.
"Buying weapons and equipment now is for better pleasure in the future. After all, it's easy to work with the guy at hand, isn't it? Dai Lin explained with a smile.
And he has another reason that he didn't say, that is, why spend money in vain when it's free now?
"Well said!
I'm more and more convinced that you're going to make a name for yourself in this city.
Hopefully, our cooperation will continue like this.
You know, it's not easy to find a principled and reliable partner these days. β
Evelyn, apparently pleased with her new lover's behavior, immediately stepped forward to give her a passionate kiss, and then quickly dressed and left the room alone.
Dai Lin, on the other hand, lay on the bed and rested for a while, and then left the room and walked into the bustling street.
Through his vision, Gianna finally sees a corner of the giant cyberpunk city, dazzled by towering skyscrapers, colorful neon lights, electronic screens, and magical projection billboards.
In particular, the extremely fast and endless flow of vehicles and aircraft on the road made her feel a strong sense of unreality as she had never seen such a fast vehicle.
But Dai Lin was clearly accustomed to it, and soon walked into a shop that sold cars, haggled with the seller, and bought a gasoline motorcycle with wide tires and a streamlined design.
A few minutes later, he rode up with his free windshield and the roar of the oil engine as he began to speed along the wide road, his hair blowing backwards.
Due to the speed being too fast, Gianna saw that the scenery on both sides of the road was blurry.
As for why you don't wear a helmet, of course, it's useless to wear it.
Because the speed of the oil motorcycles here is basically more than 150 kilometers per hour.
Under the strong inertia generated by this speed, not to mention the helmet, even wearing a full-body anti-compression protective suit is useless.
Counting on this bit of protection, it is better to count on your body to be strong and resistant.
At least a devil of the level of the Acupuncture Demon, even if he hits a wall at a speed of 200 kilometers per hour, he will be seriously injured at best, and he will not really die at all.
Therefore, anyone who dares to ride an oil motorcycle either has enough confidence in their own vitality and physical strength, or they have set up a trigger spell to teleport away directly when they encounter danger, or they simply pursue this kind of excitement that passes by death every day.
Dai Lin clearly belongs to the third type.
He rode his car at high speed for about forty minutes, and finally stopped at a sign shop with guns and swords crossed in front of a shield.
After greeting the owner, I began to pick up what I needed along the shelves.
By the time I came out, I was fully armed.
Except for a large scimitar with a frost enchantment effect, all the rest are various types of spears and cannons, as well as grenades and bombs with different effects.
After purchasing weapons and equipment, Dai Lin went to the store just a few steps away from his apartment to have a sumptuous meal, followed by the Colosseum to watch today's racing and duel performances, and finally reluctantly returned to the apartment to lie down and rest.
Waiting for the legendary naval commander to let out a deafening snoring, Zuo Si canceled the magic projection and asked with a smile: "What, you should understand the meaning of what I just said by now, right?" β
Gianna nodded slightly and showed a wry smile of self-deprecation: "Yes, I understand."
When I see my father now, I feel that he is relieved from pain and suffering.
Because since his brother died in battle, he has never smiled in front of his family again, and he is immersed in hatred for orcs every day.
But death apparently made him let go of everything and embrace a new life.
To be honest, I even felt a hint of envy after seeing all this.
If the world after death is really so beautiful, then what is the meaning of life? β
Zuo Si replied meaningfully: "Life is life, and it doesn't seem to me to have any special meaning.
If you have to find an answer, it depends on each person's position and values.
Some people believe that the pursuit and mastery of power is the whole meaning of life.
Therefore, the most extreme exceptions do not even love money, are not lustful, and do not seek benefits for their families and future generations, and live a boring life like an ascetic every day, just to be able to firmly hold power in their own hands, and refuse to let go until death comes.
Some people believe that the pursuit of knowledge and truth is the meaning of life.
Because this is the only way to uncover the laws and mysteries of all things.
Others seek wealth, beauty, power, fairness, justice, balance, and so on.
Whether others approve it or not, as long as you feel that it is meaningful, there is no need to dwell too much.
Also, I'm showing you these images not because I want you to become negative about life.
Quite the opposite!
There is still a great potential in your soul that has not been tapped. β
As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si stretched out his finger and poked the location of Gianna's chest and heart.
"Potential ......"
A thoughtful expression appeared on Gianna's face, followed by a slight sigh.
"Alasβmaybe you're right, I really shouldn't have been so negative.
Also, thank you for showing what life was like after my father's death.
It makes me feel a lot better, at least I don't feel sad anymore.
If you don't mind, can you make me your follower and go to that world after you die?
Then I was able to reunite with my father. β
"Absolutely. It is an honor to have the faith and soul of a beautiful lady like you. β
Zuo Si politely took the other party's hand and kissed it on the back of the hand that showed a crystal clear and piercing chill.
Moment!
Gianna seemed to have been stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and immediately couldn't help but feel excited, and at the same time produced some strange emotions in her heart.
Combined with the wonderful action drama she watched together before, she thought that this was the spring heart sprouting caused by her subconscious desire, and hurriedly said thank you to cover up the past.
As everyone knows, Zuo Si's kiss is actually an imprint on his soul.
That throbbing, which cannot be described in words, is actually the natural awe, worship, and obedience of the great devil who has gained ownership of his soul.
And this situation will intensify over time, until it becomes a subservient servant completely.
"What are you going to do next? Attack the orcs to avenge your father? Zuo Si asked casually.
Since he had already obtained the soul of the other party, his mood at the moment was obviously very comfortable.
Gianna replied without hesitation, "That's right.
Thrall and his tribe must pay for killing my father.
It won't be long before I join the coalition and march towards Azhara and honor my father with the blood of the orcs.
By the way, let them understand what it means to be stained with the blood of the Prodmore family. β
"Very well, then let it go.
If you can bring Sal's head back, I'll give you some special reward.
Finally, I wish you a good dream today,
You must know that long-term rest is not good for a mage, but it is a big no-no.
Good night, daughter of the sea. β
As he spoke, Zuo Si bent down and kissed Gianna on the forehead, and then quickly turned into a bubble and disappeared without a trace.
The latter closed his eyes as if to reminisce about something, and after a while he opened them again, walked straight to the window and opened it, letting the night breeze blow his white nightdress and face, the piercing frost energy that had surrounded his body had disappeared, and his pale face gradually regained its ruddy color.
After about ten minutes, she closed the window again, picked up the doll placed at the bedside like a little girl, got into the bed, and fell into her dream.
From the slightly raised corners of her mouth, it is not difficult to see that she must have had a pretty good dream.
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Meanwhile, in the far north, on the continent of Northrend, Alsace and Kel'thugad have just arrived at Icecrown, the seat of the Frozen Throne.
However, what they never expected was that they were not received by the Lich King himself, but by the representatives of the Devil's Legion stationed here.
"You are Arthas and Kel'thugad?"
The Deep Hell Purgatory touched his chin and looked at the two high-level undead in front of him with interest.
"Yes, we are."
As always, Kel'thugad has shown the qualities of a man who knows the times as a handsome man.
One of his greatest strengths is that he never stubbornly holds on when the situation is unfavorable to his side, but bows his head when he should bow his head and surrender when he should surrender.
In contrast, the arrogant Alsace was much inferior, and the pale face of the dead man was full of the word "dissatisfied".
However, he also knew that the current situation was much more serious than he imagined, so he remained silent from beginning to end, instead of using his cynicism to kill people.
It's a pity that this first filial son of Lordaeron doesn't know that all the devils in hell are masters of observing words and feelings.
Especially when promoted to the level of Deep Hell Purgatory, one of them has basically undergone brutal screening and elimination.
Speaking of the hard conditions of strength, intelligence and emotional intelligence, it is impossible for anyone who is unlucky to climb up.
Therefore, the Hellpurgatory had long seen Arthas's state of mind, and also knew that the reason why Kel'thugad was so humble was actually secretly plotting to kill and even expel himself and regain control of the Frozen Throne.
But he didn't care.
Are you kidding!
You must know that there are thousands of legions of hell stationed on the other side of Mount Hyjal, and even the lord of his allegiance, Soth, is on this planet.
Not to mention a small Death Knight and a Lich, even the entire Scourge Legion together is not enough to stuff your teeth.
Therefore, the Deep Hell Purgatory was not afraid of any small moves by the other party, and announced bluntly: "From today onwards, you will belong to my subordinates. Pack up now, and I'll lead you to a glorious bloody battle later. β
"Bloody war?"
Kel'thugad suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the tall and sturdy red devil.
"Yes. It was the largest and longest war in our universe, and it was the embodiment of the opposing forces of order and chaos. Trust me, you're going to love bloody battles. β
The Deep Hell Purgatory grinned maliciously.
You don't need to ask to know that he completely treats the Scourge Legion as cannon fodder on the front line of the bloody battle, and plans to consume the number of these guys in order to better control them.
In the same way, he was carrying out Zuo Si's orders, wanting to see what would happen to these high-level undead after being freed from the influence of the Helm of Domination.
To put it simply, it forcibly weakened the influence of the forces of death on Azeroth, directly bankrupting Warden Zovall's plan, and then forcing Denatius to intervene with him.
As for whether Arthas and Kel'thugad will survive the brutal bloody front, it is not within the scope of Zuosi's consideration.
Maybe it's better to die.
You can directly draw your soul out to make some interesting gadgets.
With the deepening of his understanding of the soul, coupled with the collection of knowledge and technology of the Titans, Zuo Si already has a powerful enough ability to create.
If in the past, he could only shape some mortal things with the help of the ability of the "creator" profession, now he has the ability to create things like demigods, gods, and ancient evil things.
The delicate-minded Kel'thugad undoubtedly sensed that he was going to be thrown to the front line as cannon fodder, and hurriedly whispered a tentative sentence: "Can we go and meet the Lich King before leaving?" You know, it's been a long time since we've heard his voice in our heads. β
"There's no need for that. The Lich King is doing something very important, and all you have to do is obey orders and watch your job. Also, you are not allowed to bargain with me in the future. β
The Hellpurgatory very simply refused the Great Lich's request.
The reason is also very simple.
The current Lich King is indeed not very suitable for meeting people.
To be exact, that huge block of ice had been chiseled open, and the famous Helm of Domination was in Zuo Si's hand.
And the soul of Naozu is imprisoned in a gem.
"Interesting, really, really interesting. This thing is much more complex than I thought, and it was created by some kind of rule force. β
At this moment, Zuo Si was sitting on the frozen throne, looking at the slightly ugly silver metal helmet with interest, and listening to the whispers coming from inside.
"Surrender!"
"Surrender to my will!"
"Your mission is to obey my orders!"
"Kill all living beings! Let death spread all over Azeroth! β
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But unfortunately, these voices that the Lich King couldn't resist at all didn't have any effect on Zuo Si.
Nao Zu watched this scene dumbfounded, completely unable to believe that the other party had managed to resist the powerful master from the world of death without much effort.
"Tell me, old orc, have you seen the true owner of this helmet?"
Zuo Si asked bluntly.
"Nope. I've never met him, but I can hear him a lot. β
Naozu cautiously gave the answer.
This is obviously similar to what Zuo Si expected.
After all, after Neozu tore through the world of Draenor and entered the portal, he was directly captured by Kil'Gardan, and his soul was tormented at the hands of the Burning Legion, and then he was sealed in the ice of the Helm of Domination and thrown into Azeroth.
He didn't get a chance to go to the Shadow Realm to meet the Warden.
After confirming this, Zuo Si followed up and asked, "Then do you know the source of your power, and what the consequences of slaughtering life and constantly transforming necromancy will be?" β
Neozu thought for a moment, and replied with the same bitter face: "I'm very sorry, I don't know. It's just that I subconsciously want to get more and more powerful men to protect myself. You can see how fragile my half-dead appearance is. β
"Poof, hahaha!
So you started those so-called plans without knowing anything?
No wonder Gul'dan looked down on you from beginning to end.
Think you're a complete shitty cum idiot.
This assessment is simply too apt.
You think you are one of the few wise orcs who can give your race the right guidance.
But in fact, it is because of you that the orcs gradually become the minions of the Burning Legion.
What's even more ridiculous is that after going through so much, you don't even reflect on your mistakes and failures, learn from them, and use these powers of unknown origin unscrupulously. β
Zuo Si laughed and humiliated the original Lich King in a naked, undisguised insult.
Not only that, but he also took out the skull of Gul'dan that he carried with him, intending to release the soul of Gul'dan inside to reminisce about the old days.