Yu Wenlie's large-scale attack on the Ten Thousand Corpse Zombie Tower shook the major dark clans, before this, there were countless legendary dynasties and legendary heroes who tried to attack the Ten Thousand Corpse Zombie Tower, and even the Lich King had returned with a feather, Yu Wenlie's move undoubtedly dropped a bombshell on the dead and silent dark continent, setting off a violent wind and tsunami to spread among all races, and Yu Wenlie, a detective of all races gathered outside the Ten Thousand Corpse Zombie Tower, became the focus of discussion among the major clans for a while.

In the Temple of Oblivion, Sylvanas lies on a throne, and the Death Prophet's crystal ball flashes with images of the Yellow Legion marching through the zombie horde.

The Prophet of Death sighed with emotion: "It's messy! It's a mess, Yan Huang has already boiled the dark continent like a pool of stagnant water, and the Dark Grail has been placed in the Ten Thousand Corpses Tower, although the legends are different, but the Dark Grail has become an indisputable fact in the Ten Thousand Corpses Tower! This temptation is enough to make all races crazy, and the owner of the Seven Holy Grails has the power of a demigod!"

Sylvanas crossed his hands and said: "This guy is a thorn, wherever he goes, where he can't live, it was originally a matter of the undead, so I naturally wanted to intervene, but now I don't care about selling Yan Huang's face." ”

The Prophet of Death followed Sylvanas for more than ten years, and from Sylvanas's voice, he found out Sylvanas's true thoughts and said, "Your Majesty, do you suspect that the Lich King is behind this time?"

The Banshee King did not answer the words of the Death Prophet, took out the Fengyuan wine, poured a glass and drank it all, closed her eyes and reminisced about the strength of the wine flowing like the wind between her mouths, opened her eyes, and said: "Good wine! What a good wine! When are you going to scavenge some from that kid's hand, that little ghost who is full of nonsense doesn't know how much good wine he has hidden!"

The Death Prophet listened to the words of the Banshee King, knew that the Banshee King had acquiesced, and asked her for advice.

The Prophet of Death bowed his head and his face was gloomy, and finally gritted his teeth and knelt down to Sylvanas and said, "Your Majesty has a word that I have been holding in my heart for a long time, and I don't know whether to say it or not!"

Seeing the Death Prophet's solemn tone, Sylvanas sat up and helped Death Prophet to know: "My two sisters broke away from the undead and created the Forsaken Alliance, if I hadn't fully supported me, I would have died a long time ago, the Forsaken Alliance has half of your credit, you are the real uncrowned king, I have never treated you as a subordinate, but a sister!"

Deep shame flashed in the eyes of the Death Prophet, and his heart was entangled, and he finally made up his mind: " Your Majesty's feelings for me, I will die hard to repay, Your Majesty, you have been actively ventilating with the guards since the establishment of the Forsaken Alliance, I think it is extremely inappropriate, even if the Guards destroy the Dark Clan, the Guards will become mortal enemies from the allies, they will inevitably have a civil war, in my estimation that the winner is either the Terran or the Elves, my Forgotten Alliance cannot get rid of the fate of being wiped out, the Elves do not recognize us as the Dark Race is inevitable, the Terrans have an old saying: '' The hearts of the fertile races will be different', my Forsaken Alliance will never be able to survive on its own from the dark race, and I don't want to see the destruction of the race I have worked so hard to create!"

The Death Prophet's tone was heavy with endless pain, and Sylvanas stared at the Death Prophet with a grim face and a straight look in her eyes.

The Death Prophet met Sylvanas's gaze without weakness and said, "Your Majesty! Your feud with the Lich King will end after the destruction of the Dark Clan, but where have you placed my Forsaken sisters, we are a family of Forgotten Ones with thoughts and lives, not the weapons you use to control revenge, I know that betrayal is unforgivable, but I have not betrayed my people, and Your Majesty has betrayed your sisters from the beginning of the Alliance!"

Sylvanas clenched his fists, the anger in his heart was uncontrollable, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent "Are you trying to rebel?"

The Prophet of Death laughed miserably, "Rebellion, I have been working hard for the survival of my Forsaken Alliance all the time for more than twenty years, Your Majesty, please ask yourself, do you really regard us as real sisters, and you probably still think of yourself as the second lady of the Windranger clan!

The Death Prophet questioned like a sharp voice, at this moment she stared at Sylvanas without fear of life and death, Sylvanas was like being hit by a sledgehammer in the chest, her eyes dodged and did not dare to look directly at the Death Prophet's gaze, the Death Prophet's words pierced his heart like a needle, he formed the Forsaken Alliance to fight against the Lich King, but the Forgotten Banshee and the Dark Ranger who were the first to follow her from the Lich King's frost grief rule, they supported themselves on behalf of the Death Prophet, she really never treated them as sisters, but they accompanied them all the way, founded the Forsaken Alliance, never complained, and always loyally supported themselves。

The Prophet of Death pressed his hand on Sylvanas's shoulder and said: "Your Majesty! I have made such a rebellious statement today, I have put life and death behind, when you went to assassinate the Lich King alone, I followed you with my sisters to break free from the slavery of frost sorrow, I was not afraid of death back then, and I am not afraid today, I will definitely die today, but I have never failed you, I have never failed the sisters, I just want to ask Your Majesty before I die, whether there is our Forsaken Alliance in your heart!"

Sylvanas stood up from his throne and looked at the Prophet of Death, who looked into Sylvanas' eyes, as if she was looking for something, looking for the value she had wanted for more than twenty years for Sylvanas.

"Your Majesty the Prophet lost his words, forgot His Majesty's forgiveness!"

In the main hall, two figures walked in, namely the ghost and the black arrow, the right-hand man of the banshee king.

Sylvanas looked at the two people who were possessed in the temple, "You think the same as Croberoruth!"

The Black Arrow and the Ghost leaned over and bowed their heads silently, and Sylvanas let out a long sigh and said, " We are all a group of dead souls, so we call ourselves the Forsaken, when the death knight Arthas enslaved us and ruled Dan Loren, but due to the disagreement between the undead and the Scourge Legion, the last Lich King Naozu and Kil'Gardan dog-eat-dog, the slavery of the guide zhì loosened on us, I broke free from the control of Arthas, the memory of my previous life made me decide to take revenge, I planned to assassinate Arthas, but in the end the plan failed, and I was besieged by Ksurgard with troops, I thought I would die, but in the emergency it was you Krobel Ruth with black arrows, ghosts and other sisters rescued me, repelled Alsace and Ksurgaard, occupied Dan Loren and proclaimed me king, you have been with me for more than twenty years!"

Sylvanas stroked the cheek of the Death Prophet Crowberruth and said, "It is I who is guilty, not you, I really didn't take my sisters to heart before, I'm sorry for you sisters! The Forsaken Alliance is our common brainchild, and it is also a testimony to the friendship between our sisters, I will not let anyone hurt her, today's words from Crobel Ruth are like a slap in the face, I am the king of the Forsaken clan, and I will seek a way for my people to survive and continue!"

The Prophet of Death and the other three prostrated themselves on the ground and said happily: "Your Majesty can do this, we will definitely smear our livers and brains!"

Sylvanas picked up Death and knew first: "We are good sisters for eternity, you are the true uncrowned king of our clan, and if there is a trend of the overall situation of our clan in the future, it will be decided by the two of us together!"

The Death Prophet shook his head firmly and said, "There is only one Banshee King in the Forsaken Alliance!"

Sylvanas pointed to the crystal ball and said, "What do you think about this?"

The Prophet of Death respectfully said: " Originally, I was also at a loss about the future of my race, but I saw the overall trend of my race's future from Yan Huang's body, when His Majesty communicated with the human race, all the races in the Dark Continent were offended, which was paper that could not contain the fire, and the Lich King hired Yu Wenlie for four reasons this time, first, the Lich King has recently lost in the battle against the guards, I don't know why he has lost again and again, and he has lost his trust in the Dark Clan, and the Lich King hired Yu Wenlie at this time, and he can't help but fancy his talent, and he is also showing his hegemony to all races! The Lich King's mind has become more and more elusive in recent years, he doesn't seem to want to go to war with the guards, but the resurrection of the Dark Ancestor is to use countless dead souls as sacrifices, some can't figure it out, two, the Lich King is borrowing the friendship between Yu Wenlie and His Majesty, Yu Wenlie's intention to go to the Ten Thousand Corpses Funeral Tower and seize the Dark Holy Grail is self-evident, the major clans will not let the Lich King family dominate, and the Lich King is to let our Forsaken Alliance contain the Black Dragon Clan and the Fire Demon! Fourth, provoke a war with the old department of the Burning Legion, the Lich King is going to integrate the Dark Clan, plus seize the Dark Grail, after this matter, the Undead will be unprecedentedly powerful!"

The Death Prophet has a plan for the Lich King in the palm of his hand, and his wisdom is amazing.

Sylvanas nodded again and again, "Then how should my clan deal with it?"

The corners of the Death Prophet's mouth curled into a sinister smile: " Yu Wenlie is a good chess piece, the Lich King can use him to play a good chess game to control the overall situation, how can she not be our chess piece, His Majesty first immediately announced that he and Yu Wenlie are friends in life and death, who dares to attack Yan Huang, and I am not in the Forsaken Alliance, this plan has two major benefits for us, one, with the help of Yu Wenlie's name and the Lich King to stir up the mud, we can take advantage of the situation to pull out the tiger skin of the Lich King as a banner, His Majesty Xià originally seized the Titan God of War Armor, which has become the target of the public, and we use the Lich King as a cover, the other clans will not dare to offend our clan, second, tie Yan Huang to the chariot of my Forsaken Alliance, and thirdAt this time, His Majesty launched an attack on the Trolls of the Amanzu Forest, the Lich King will inevitably send troops to match, he will attack the veins west of the Snow Ridge, and we will divide the Angry Flame Crystal Mine, the war is imminent, and a qiē resource is the king, our clan can follow Yan Huang, and do not leave the dark clan but never abandon the dark clan, our clan will be invincible!"

Sylvanas stroked his palms and smiled, "Okay!

The three Prophets of Death retreated, and Sylvanas fell into deep thought.

(Sylvanas avoided the biggest disaster in her life, in the official history of World of Warcraft, Sylvanas was killed by a traitor when she was at war with the werewolf clan, and the only thing that could kill her was the Prophet of Death whom she regarded as her sister, and I am afraid that she would not believe that the Prophet of Death would kill her until she died, but now this catastrophe was swept away by the storm caused by the butterfly flapping wings of Yu Wenlie)