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He had been unconscious for three hours, his face pressed to the ground, but his nose could not smell the earthy smell. Nathanos knew that he was lying on the ground. The Lich King seemed to have deliberately deprived him of control of his body, only letting him

His soul felt what was happening around him - that group of elves were no match for Grom Hellscream, and were beaten to a pulp by the orcs. Large tracts of forest were cut down. Many elves who fought with the orcs fell in a pool of blood.

'Nathanos...' A smooth and stiff voice came from nowhere, causing Nathanos's scattered will to gradually focus - the other party was not the Lich King!

He didn't open his eyes, he only felt darkness, waiting for that voice to speak to him again.

Finally, the deceased whispered impatiently in his mind: 'Who is talking to me?'

'Such an attitude won't help. I'm also waiting for the opportunity to talk to you again.'

'I remember your voice.' Nathanos answered the voice rudely in his mind. 'But I advise you to get away. There is a guy who can also talk to me mentally. If he finds you, you will

He's dead, this is for your consideration.'

"You mean the Lich King?" Nathanos was surprised that the other party knew about the Lich King. He couldn't hear the words, but he felt that the person who made the voice was laughing. He was laughing at the Lich King, or maybe he was laughing at the Lich King.

Nathanos thought that the Lich King could threaten him.

'You...are not afraid of him?'

'Of course, and I know many of his secrets. But what you reminded me is that I really don't want him to find me, so the conversation between you and me is just a gap. Think about it, the Lich King doesn't either

Probably supervising all his servants at all times. Just as now, with his attention on Arthas, the fallen prince has arrived in Kalimdor.'

'So, what do you want to say?'

'A lot of things, but we have limited time, so we'd better talk face to face.'

'You think the Lich King will turn a blind eye to everything? Besides, why should I go to you?' Nathanos hates these guys who are pretending to be gods, whether it is the Lich King or this new guy, he has had enough!

'If you want to get your lost memory back, just do as I say!'

"What? You..." Nathanos' anger turned into eagerness, and his closed eyes suddenly opened. He even wanted to shout loudly, but then he remembered where he was and tried his best to restrain this impulse, the orc camp.

Not far from him.

"Damn it!" he whispered through gritted teeth. It was like this every time, just when the answer he wanted to know was just a stone's throw away from him, the answer would disappear.

This is not a coincidence. The man obviously still has something to say, and he wakes up at this time. What does this mean?

'It's time for you to take action.'

Sure enough, it was the Lich King who was back. Nathanos only regretted that his clenched fist could not hit this invisible guy. Action? How to act? Even he didn't know what to do.

The Lich King could read Nathanos's mind and sneered heavily. The master of the Scourge had a special bond with his servants.

'Set out immediately to find a spring in the forest.'

Another strange order, and Nathanos instinctively felt tired. The Lich King's orders never made sense. First he was asked to come to Kalimdor, and then he was asked to follow Grom's Warsong clan, and now, actually

Let him go to the spring water?

With all kinds of doubts, Nathanos questioned the Lich King for the first time. Although doing so might make him punished again, it was much better than being a marionette.

"Spring water? What spring water? What on earth are you going to do?"

'I can definitely make you experience the excruciating torture again, but now you are the person closest to the mission target. Act quickly, and you will know when you find it.'

Nathanos raised the corner of his mouth bitterly, "So... I am your eyes?"

'A perfect metaphor.' The Lich King stopped talking. He had been watching Nathanos. The humans under surveillance also knew this, and went looking for the spring with anger that had nowhere to vent.

He really found it, deep in the jungle not far from the orc camp. The trees here have not been destroyed, and Grom's hard workers have not discovered it yet. The spring is natural, and there are no buildings around it.

There are no traces of human activity. The creatures surrounding the spring include deer, raptors, and a kind of upright furbolg. The Lich King explained that it was a bearman, with a bit of a joke.

Nathanos didn't care what kind of creature it was. After arriving in Kalimdor, the things he saw couldn't be explained by common sense. There was nothing new about tauren, centaurs, and furbolgs like this.

"What exactly do you want me to see?"

'Shut up, they are coming, hide yourself.' As soon as the Lich King finished whispering, two green flame balls appeared out of thin air in the open space not far from the spring, getting bigger and bigger, and then stretched out to form an entity.

.They are all so huge, with iconic horns and ferocious wings. Anyone who sees that disgusting look will know that they are demons.

'Here we go, the Dread Lord Tichondrius and the Abyss Lord Mannoroth are still so... arrogant.' The Lich King was thinking about what words could describe these two hugely different demons at the same time, and felt "arrogant"

Most suitable. Nathanos agreed very much with this. He had never seen the appearance of a demon, but after seeing it, he still opened his mouth slightly to express shock.

These two demons frightened the creatures around the spring. One furbolg had no time to escape and was smashed into a pulp by the huge double-edged halberd in Mannoroth's hand.

"Ashenvale Forest!" Mannoroth opened his mouth and let out a trembling voice, "After ten thousand years, I finally returned to this cursed place."

"Can I understand what they are saying?" Nathanos asked quietly. The Lich King's proud laughter came to his ears, "Everyone in the Scourge can understand what the devil is saying."

"Yes, this is not only the territory of the night elves, but also the residence of our mortal enemy, the ancient demigod Cenarius." Compared with Mannoroth, Tichondrius's voice was more cunning and ghostly.

"Cenarius!" Mannoroth recited the name again, shaking all over, and the armor on his body made a "creaking" sound. "Yes, it has been so long, and I still remember what he did to us.

The trouble. I also want to fight him again, but Cenarius is hidden very deep, and he will not appear easily."

"Yes." Tichondrius nodded, "But your precious orcs have cut down a lot of trees here, which has angered him. Lord Archimonde ordered us to kill Cenarius before the Legion invades Kalimdor.

.I think the orcs can get the job done."

Mannoroth dragged his huge, inflexible body towards Tichondrius, "I'm afraid they will be wiped out before they even get close to Cenarius. This task is for me..."

"If you give your power to the orcs again, they can complete this impossible task."

"Speak clearly of your plot, Dreadlord."

Tichondrius locked his eyes on the spring water of the lake and sneered, "Pour your blood into this spring water, Mannoroth. Then those orcs will be attracted to it, and then drink the polluted spring water and become

Be invincible wherever you go."

The Dread Lord thought he had explained clearly enough. Mannoroth nodded, walked to the spring, and cut the palm of his hand with a weapon. The thick green blood spread into the originally clear spring water like a virus. The demon laughed wildly,

It made people's ears tremble. This situation didn't last long, and Nathanos waited until they left before speaking.

"Very well, we have witnessed the birth of a conspiracy. So what is your plan? Let me tell the orcs this news, and then they will kneel down to you like a god?"

'They've done this before.'

"What?"

'That's it. Now, it's time for you to do your business and go to the spring.'

Nathanos frowned, "You want me to drink these disgusting things?"

'Idiot.' The Lich King cursed in a whisper, 'Use your sword and carve the ritual runes on the ground as I say.'

"Ritual?" Nathanos doubtfully pulled out Quel'Delar hanging from his waist and drew complex shapes on the ground around himself.

'Then, find a container filled with spring water and pour it on the runes.'

Nathanos did as he was told. The rune seal was quickly filled with green liquid.

"What's next?"

'You stand in the center of the ceremony, then kneel down and close your eyes. I will chant the incantation and you will see something. Remember, look carefully and be sure to remember what you see.'

When everything was ready, Nathanos was ready. The hollow and deep voice of the Lich King transformed into strange notes one after another. On the runes, the guided demon blood burned and surrounded Nathanos.

The reverberating spell formed one picture after another in his mind, changing at a high speed.

'Tell me what you saw.'

"The den...the sleeper...and the prison..."

'Yes. Very good. Keep an eye on the prison and look inside. What else did you see?'

"Guards, many guards...heavily armed, and..."

'what else?'

"The soul...the imprisoned soul, he is...angry...powerful..." Nathanos said intermittently, the energy on the rune had almost reached the critical point.

"Hurry up and keep watching." The Lich King's voice became tense. Nathanos was still a little bit close to finding the person he was looking for.

Too many things flooded into Nathanos' mind. In addition to the guards, he also saw traps, which surrounded a special cell. There were iron chains on the surrounding stone pillars to tie the people in the cell.

who is it?

Concentrate, concentrate. Nathanos reminded himself. He tried again and again. Finally, his sight penetrated the shadows in the prison, like the curtain of a theater being opened by him.

Nathanos saw it clearly. It was a figure that resembled a human being, but the long ears showed that he was not a human being. His body was emaciated, as if he had been tortured. He must be a dangerous prisoner, so much so that he would be killed by four

The strong chains were firmly locked. He was half-kneeling on the ground. Nathanos felt as if he had maintained this position for a long time.

Is this the person the Lich King wants to find? Out of curiosity, he continued to move his gaze forward, trying to see the other person's appearance clearly.

The man lowered his head, and suddenly the corners of the dark purple lips in the shadows rose.

'He's laughing? Why is he laughing?'

Nathanos was curious, but then the man suddenly raised his head, as if he was right in front of Nathanos, and said to him with a slight smile: "Because I saw you!"
Chapter completed!