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Can the other party also see him?

‘This spell is mutual. Now tell me, what does the person you see look like.’ The Lich King explained all this and then asked.

"His eyes are blind." Nathanos began by pointing out the most special thing about that man, and the thing that surprised him the most.

"That's enough, he is the person I am looking for." The Lich King interrupted Nathanos's description of the person. He seemed confident. "Accept your final mission and go find what you see."

That man, and rescue him.'

The final mission? What happens after that? What will the Lich King do? Nathanos forced himself not to think about this. His mind was just thinking about how to save the man. But he knew in his heart that when he completed this last mission

At that time, what awaited him was definitely not a reward. As an undead, Nathanos was not as obedient to the Lich King as Arthas or Kel'Thuzad. Perhaps this was the last time the Lich King needed him.

"What's his name."

'Illidan Stormrage.'

Nathanos stopped asking too much. The image showed Illidan being imprisoned in a cave with complex passages. It was not only filled with various monsters, but also had early warning mechanisms and dangerous traps. But first of all

The task is to find the entrance to that place.

"I need time to prepare, at least a week."

'It can't be a week! I'll give you half a month, and you will complete this task on time in half a month.'

The Lich King's generosity was beyond Nathanos' expectations. He had made so many preparations just to rescue Illidan Stormrage. But now it seems that the Lich King is not in a hurry to let Illidan regain his freedom.

And why should Illidan be rescued on time after half a month? Nathanos estimated that it would take at least a week, but no more than ten days.

Unless the master of the Scourge is still waiting. This also indicates what will happen in the next half month.

"I understand." Nathanos replied calmly and began to walk towards the opposite side of the orc camp. He walked for a whole night before reaching the depths of the forest. Behind him, where the orc camp was, a line of

A bright light suddenly rose across the sky, attracting him and all the creatures in the forest.

"what is that?"

'The orcs have completed the devil's work.'

…

Stonetalon Peak

Jaina Proudmoore was very surprised when Sylvanas appeared here. She still remembered the face of the female elf, but she initially mistook the oncoming female elf for Alleria.

Jaina was even prepared to congratulate her and Nathanos on becoming a couple if advisor Tevosh hadn't introduced her as "Ms. Sylvanas Windrunner from Quel'Thalas."

Correspondingly, Sylvanas was also a little shocked by Jaina. She was able to lead so many people at such a young age. Not to mention that she was still a mage. Although she looked very good, it was impossible for other humans to be willing to lead her.

Reasons to follow her.

"It's an honor to meet you, Ms. Windrunner. You saved Tevosh, and I'm extremely grateful for that." Jaina bowed slightly, and then looked at the female elf with complicated eyes. This is unreasonable, and Quel'Thalas is facing destruction.

Disaster, how could Windrunner, who is responsible for defending the Elf Kingdom, appear here? Also, her bow. Jaina remembered that it should be Nathanos's weapon. For a moment, the female mage had a premonition of something. "Please satisfy me.

I'm curious, can you explain why you came here? It's not safe here."

"You are the most tactful mage I have ever seen, Ms. Proudmoore." Sylvanas smiled slightly, and then went straight to the point, "We are here to perform a special mission. Please forgive me for what it is.

I can't say it outright, but I believe humans and elves can help each other."

"Thank you for your assistance, ma'am. But if you can, please call me Jaina." Jaina smiled back. Not only humans came to Kalimdor with her, but also elves and dwarves. Most of the dwarves were

The Bronzebeard dwarves of Ironforge, and the elves are the survivors of Dalaran.

Sylvanas nodded, thinking that in Quel'Thalas, it was almost impossible to find an easy-going mage like her. After a brief silence, the female elf spoke again, "Jaina, as far as I know, you

The current situation of our troops does not seem optimistic. A large number of orcs are gathering nearby, and they may launch an attack at any time. You should lead your people to break out."

"You are right, Ms. Windrunner. But I can't leave. I came here to find a prophet. He is very important to me."

"What kind of person is worth risking your life? This is not wise, Jaina." Sylvanas frowned and reminded, and at the same time she became interested in the prophet she spoke of.

Jaina shook her head hidden under the cloak. The long golden hair exposed on one side of her cheek reminded Sylvanas of Alleria. "I know, but I must get guidance. My people have discovered

I found the entrance to a hidden cave on the top of this mountain. Just when I was about to set out to find out, you came."

"In that case, let me go and see with you, hoping that the prophet has a way to defeat the orcs." Sylvanas's words had a charm that could not be rejected. Jaina agreed unknowingly.

It's not like she didn't consider that there must be some danger in that cave, and one more person would provide more protection.

…

"Chief, look there!"

Thrall's eyes followed Nazgair's voice and looked over. In the human camp, a female mage holding an exquisite staff and a nimble elf ranger disappeared at the entrance of a cave, and that was what Thrall felt.

Go to where the prophet is.

"Those humans." Cairn Bloodhoof, the tauren chief standing aside, described what Thrall saw into words. "They are spying on the secrets we are looking for."

"They will not succeed." Thrall muttered, and then shouted loudly: "Fighters of the Horde, Lok'tar, break through the human defenses." Lightning condensed in his hands, striking all humans in the way.

He fell, and then continued to charge towards the cave. Following him were only Kane and a few tribal warriors. They acted separately and explored the unknown world of the cave.

The situation inside was not as dark as they imagined. There were sparks of lava in the complex passages, emitting heat - it was really hot here!

In addition, there are spiders, kobolds, flame lizards and other creatures entrenched in the cave. They will not welcome outsiders, but Thrall and Kane will not reason with them. Strength is the most direct

reason.

The reality is always such a coincidence that the survivors of the Horde and Lordaeron arrived at the final location at the same time.

"Orcs? I knew we were being followed." Jaina was confused and angry at the same time, but her anger was nothing compared to Sylvanas. The female elf had already used arrow feathers to draw the bowstring.

"Humans and elves?" Thrall stared at them sharply, always on guard against the female elf sneaking up on him.

The two sides were evenly matched, and their swords were at war. The tense atmosphere was pushed to a climax with the heat around them.

"Stop!" A thunderbolt came from the platform in the distance, echoing in the cave, forcing everyone to turn their heads and look at that place.

Thrall recognized the voice. Before he could see the face of the person who made the voice clearly, he said, "You... you are the prophet who asked me to come here."

"You have really sharp ears, young chief. Just as I hoped, you are here. Let me introduce you to the leader of the survivors of Lordaeron, Jaina Proudmoore."

"Survivors?" Thrall glanced at Jaina in surprise, and then asked: "What's going on?"

The prophet did not answer and began to speak to Jaina: "Young mage, we meet again."

"I didn't know you were colluding with the orcs." The female mage raised her right hand and knocked the staff on the ground.

"How mean, Jaina. But if you don't listen to me, none of your people, including you, will survive. That's true, isn't it?"

"I can no longer tell whether what you said is true or false." Jaina shook her head, "What on earth are you going to do?"

The prophet's amber eyes glanced back and forth on Jaina and Thrall, "The real danger has arrived. A demon powerful enough to easily destroy the city has arrived, and he wants to destroy the world. If you want to lead your people

To survive, you must let go of the grudges of the past."

"What?"

"This is impossible!"

The corners of the prophet's mouth hidden under the black feather cloak rose, he had expected all this.

"You have no choice." He persuaded Sal first, with a worried tone, "The devil's cleansing of the world has begun, Sal. I have some very sorry news to tell you, your good friend Gro

M. Hellscream has been enslaved by demons, and as he falls, the influence of the fel power on your people will spread until all orcs are once again enslaved."

The terrible warning made Sal's hair stand up in fear, and cold sweat broke out on his back. "I will never let such a thing happen."

"Strong determination." The prophet praised, and then locked his penetrating eyes on Jaina, but he was still talking to Thrall. "Then, I believe these humans can help you."

"What? Wait a minute..." Jaina shouted dissatisfied and rushed to stop the prophet. How could he help her make a decision!

"Lordaeron, Quel'Thalas, Dalaran, haven't these bloody lessons attracted your attention, young mage?" The prophet's words pierced Jaina's heart. "No single party can do it.

Facing this disaster, you can only fight for a chance of survival by joining forces. Think about your mentors, the place where you learned magic, and think about their endings."

The female mage was silent. In Sylvanas's eyes, such silence represented wavering. How is this possible? The hatred between humans and orcs can only be washed away with blood. But seeing that young wheat-colored cheek,

Sylvanas couldn't blame Jaina for being weak. Jaina was probably still an inexperienced child at that time. But she would not be affected by the brainwashing bastard in front of her.

The prophet happened to say to the murderous female elf at this time: "As for you..." He didn't say who it was, but Sylvanas knew that the other party was talking to her. "I also know why you appear here.

Windrunner. If you want to find that person, do as I say."

"Do you know I'm looking for someone?" Sylvanas stared at the prophet warily, she could feel the power of the other person.

"I admire your will, female elf." The prophet commented seriously, without a hint of ridicule. "Although the person you are looking for is not in your heart, you still took the risk to come here.

I will give you guidance, but only if you put down your weapons first."

The anger on the Elf Ranger's face disappeared a lot because of this choice, and entanglement and hesitation rarely appeared on her face.

"You... know who I'm looking for?" she asked finally.

"Of course! In fact, he is being sent on a dangerous mission right now. He needs your help."

Sylvanas gritted her teeth and put down the bow and arrow in her hand tremblingly. However, Jaina's eyes clung to the bow tightly, causing her to have more doubts.

"Very good! Now, you must go to Ashenvale."
Chapter completed!