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Felwood is a forest located in Kalimdor. This prosperous land of forests and pastures is ruled by the Kaldorei and is under the protection of the demigod Cenarius. However, the demigod has fallen. Gurgling Little

The stream flows through the quiet and lush meadows, and the summer heat is relieved by the breeze and the cool rain. The birds sing loudly in the leafy corridors of the forest. It is so like a paradise.

However, the iron hooves of the Burning Legion trampled on this land!

Nathanos came here probably a few days ago. He followed Illidan to this strange place. After trying to contact the Lich King several times without success, he stopped seeking instructions from the Lich King. This decision will make

He was lost. Because he didn't know what to do next, he could only follow Illidan temporarily, wondering what would happen next.

"After ten thousand years, I am finally free. However, my brother still thinks that I am a curse! I will show him my true power! I want him to know that the devil cannot control me at all." Under the camp in the distance

Illidan muttered to himself. Nathanos could hear his voice. This elf reminded him of the orcs of the past, who also had the power of demons and were lost in killing and blood. But now, Illidan

The words made Nathanos doubt whether he could really mean what he said.

Just as he was meditating, a very familiar voice sounded in his ears. Nathanos immediately looked up and saw Alsace standing on a hillside, and his mount - Invincible.

The former human prince became a slave to death, and the rune sword that caused this tragedy was now in his hand.

Arthas smiled, "Are you sure? Demon hunter?" The night elf below suddenly turned around and raised his weapon. "Are you sure your will belongs to you?"

Although in a general sense, this elf was blind, Arthas could feel his gaze. Nathanos did not show up and ran to Arthas. He still remembered what the death knight once said to him.

Words: We are all the same.

This is an indisputable fact, but Nathanos is still resisting. The longer he is resurrected, the stronger his resistance becomes. And he knows that Arthas did something very wrong——

He shouldn't provoke Illidan with such a question. He has already seen the power of this elf full of demonic power.

Illidan snorted, "Another undead that reeks of death. You will regret approaching me."

Alsace grinned. He was eager to have a one-on-one contest. "Then come," he seemed to be inviting a duel. "You will find that we are evenly matched." Invincible jumped up on his front legs and let out an excitement.

He neighed, and then rushed down the hill quickly, as if he was as impatient as his master.

And Illidan let out a passionate war cry, gripped his green war blade, and flew away.

It was like a beautiful dance, like Arthas said, they were evenly matched! Nathanos thought to himself as their weapons connected. Illidan was strong and graceful, and the fel energy enhanced his

Combat skills. And Arthas also surprised him. The death knight improved rapidly and was by no means mediocre, and Frostmourne was no ordinary weapon. The battle was fierce and fast, and they fought for a long time until they retreated.

"We can fight like this forever," Illidan said. "What do you want to do?"

Arthas took back Frostmourne, and the battle just now did not affect him. "The demon army in Felwood is commanded by a Dreadlord named Tichondrius. He has a powerful magic called the Skull of Gul'dan.

It is the power of that treasure that has polluted the forest."

Illidan raised his head and understood what he meant. "And you want me to steal that thing? Why?"

Nathanos also wanted to know the answer to this question. He remembered that it was Arthas and Kel'Thuzad who brought the Burning Legion to this world.

Arthas raised his white eyebrows and replied without any concealment: "To be honest, I don't have a good impression of Tichondrius, and the master I serve... will profit from the defeat of the Burning Legion.

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"That's it!" Nathanos stared at Arthas in surprise.

Illidan planted the war blade on the ground and crossed his arms, "Why should I believe your words, little human being?"

Arthas shrugged. "My master is omniscient. He has foreseen everything, Demon Hunter. He knows that you have been seeking power all your life. Now it is at your fingertips! Get it, and your enemies will be defeated."

It will be reduced to ashes."

Illidan slowly raised his head and faced Arthas. The blind man could obviously see clearly, which made people feel uneasy. The night elf took a step back and nodded thoughtfully. Arthas did not say another word.

He turned his horse's head and galloped away.

But Nathanos discovered something surprising - he was not exposed! Why is this?

Arthas has just escaped from the Lich King's plan, and Illidan is the top priority of this plan. If the night elf did not steal the skull of Gul'dan, or he told Tichondrius all this

, then the Lich King will face disaster.

This is undoubtedly a huge bet!

Ensuring that Illidan agrees to help the Scourge is the first step. The Lich King will definitely monitor Arthas. With his ability, it is impossible not to know that Nathanos is hiding around. But until Arthas left, he did not

Feel the control and oppression of the Lich King.

what on earth is it?

'The Lich King will have no influence on you for the time being. Go witness Illidan's fate, and then go to Mount Hyjal.'

"It's you!" Nathanos responded to the voice in his head...

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Sylvanas had never encountered such an embarrassing scene. She stood up in a panic, and then looked at the old man approaching her at a loss.

"Are you Alleria?"

The female elf noticed that this old man with white hair and beard was also wearing armor, holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other.

'Such a person also wants to participate in the battle?' Sylvanas frowned and thought, the other party mistook her for her sister, which was not surprising. Even Jaina had told her that during their first time

When they met, she also thought she was Alleria.

"Who are you?" the ranger asked.

The other party did not answer her question, but continued to ask: "Is my son okay? And his mother?"

"Son? Mother?" Sylvanas felt that the world around her was spinning. This old man was Nathanos's father, and he was actually in Jaina's expedition team. For a moment, she didn't know how to answer this question.

"They..." The female elf looked at the humans again and sighed heavily, feeling very depressed. "They are very good, very good."

"Really?" Old Breed laughed, "Great! I heard other people discussing what happened to Quel'Thalas, and I was always worried, but seeing you appear here and hearing you tell me personally

I can rest assured that I, Nathanos, are safe and sound. Alleria, please help me tell Nathanos, tell him to take care of his mother, and then tell him again, every moment!"

Every moment? Sylvanas blinked. What did this mean? She wanted to tell Breed that he would definitely be able to see Nathanos, his excellent son, again, but this kind of despair filled her eyes.

Hope is something that the female elf has never wanted to convey throughout her life. She has never been able to say this.
Chapter completed!