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The shrill cold wind cries like a child in pain. The grizzly brown bear cubs huddle together to keep warm - their thick fur can withstand the harshest storms. But this storm seems to be not easy, they must stay closed

Eyelids resisted the howling wind and snow, huddled in the cave, waiting for the storm to subside. No matter how hungry they were, they could not go out to find food unless the mournful wind stopped its howling.

This cold wind swept from the ocean tore at Nathanos on the snow. He was as silent as a stone sculpture. He had seen this kind of storm many times. But he knew that this kind of storm was by no means an ordinary storm, not even an ordinary one.

A natural storm. He glanced around and trembled involuntarily, not because of the cold, but because of fear - there was nothing here except him!

"Am I dreaming?" Nathanos whispered, his eyes shining. He should be in Mount Hyjal, not here. He fell into silence again, and the only sounds around him were the whimpering of the wind and snow.

Wail.

A chant sounded from the noisy cold wind. Nathanos couldn't hear what it was saying, and he didn't want to hear it. It was like a curse chanted by a cultist in a hoarse voice, driving away the dead and driving him away.

As we move forward, the sound of the howling cold wind blends into this wordless chant like a companion piece.

Nathanos's legs moved in a certain direction. This was not his intention, but it didn't matter. He really couldn't find anything here. If he could see other colors here besides white, he would

very happy.

The silver-white world is manic and restless. Nathanos has been gone for a long time, and he has given up hope. Anyway, the dream will eventually wake up, he just needs to wait. Accidents always come unexpectedly, and there is really something else in the storm.

, and there was a faint light. Nathanos wanted to find out, and moved his feet forward according to his wishes.

A long, heavy and intricately carved table was placed in front of him. He was surprised to find that the table was surrounded by wind and snow, as if it was the center of the blizzard. There was no food on the table, but three candles were lit -

-The flames have not gone out. The atmosphere looks soft and weird. This is a large table, which is enough to entertain twenty people, but now there are only three figures at the table: a man, an orc, and a child.

"Arthas!" Nathanos' anger was poured into a barrel of hatred. His confused head suddenly woke up, but the next time he closed his eyes and opened them, he saw a different scene. The dilapidated eaves were covered with

The branches and vines were entangled, and there was a sound of dripping water. He pressed hard with his fingers and confirmed that he was lying on a wooden bed.

"Where is this?" He looked at the roof and asked doubtfully, and then someone immediately responded to him.

"As you can see, this is a shabby house. And the outside is a great place to overlook the scene."

After hearing this voice, his whole body was filled with strength, he struggled to get up, and called out his name before he saw the other person.

"Medivh!"

"It seems that I have never introduced myself in front of you, but you know me." Medivh said to him with a smile.

Somehow, Nathanos just wanted to answer his question, "I've seen your staff, it's exactly the same staff as Khadgar."

"Not everyone in this world can be like you, who can piece together the whole after discovering the parts. You are very smart, but too stubborn." Medivh praised and pointed out his shortcomings.

But Nathanos did not accept all this. Medivh said that he was stubborn. Not only did he say this, but others also said this about him.

"Stubborn?" He opened the corners of his dry mouth bitterly and glared at Medivh angrily. "Are you very proud? Are you thinking in your heart, I should really listen to you, otherwise I wouldn't be like this?

"

Medivh's thoughts were guessed by Nathanos, but the guardian showed no flaws. "Some things cannot be stopped by a prophecy."

"Prophecy?" Nathanos gritted his teeth at these two words, "Yes, I remembered your doomsday prophecy. You once said that if I don't go to Kalimdor, I will die and I will lose

Everything, even...will be betrayed."

"Very well, everything is as I said, isn't it?"

"But you didn't tell me this would happen!" Nathanos pointed angrily at his dead face. "Why...death is not the end? And...what did I do?" His voice sank, and he

A terrifying scene appeared in his mind. He swung his sword at an unarmed old woman who was only half breathing.

Nathanos's head was shaking slightly, which was a movement that occurs when people cry, but now he... no longer has any tears.

"Because this world needs you, Nathanos." Medivh sighed, guessing that the undead in front of him did not listen to these words.

"It needs you," he repeated, "but you haven't proven your strength to it yet, so it will use death as a test for you."

Nathanos slowly turned his head to Medivh. The guardian looked directly at him, his eyes so clear that it was shocking. For a moment, Nathanos felt a throbbing deep in his heart. After experiencing everything, Medivh

Still alive - the two of them are so similar.

this means……

The mage under the cloak smiled slightly, and Nathanos' sadness temporarily dissipated a little as he struggled to find the words.

"We have all experienced death. For most people, death means the end, but it is not the case for us, isn't it?" His voice was soft and full of surprise. "Have you ever thought about why this is?

? This is not caused by conspiracy or coincidence."

Nathanos's scarlet eyes brightened, and he cast a strange look at Medivh. He seemed to have regained a little color, and the paleness of his skin had disappeared. Of course, this was just the effect of the light.

"Why?" Although his voice was stronger than before, it was trembling with excitement. "Why can't I lie quietly in the dirt? I should have...disappeared long ago."

"No!" Medivh asserted, "Death is just another beginning for you."

"The beginning of pain?" Nathanos looked at Medivh who was nagging in front of him strangely. The other person fell silent, perhaps acquiescing to his statement. "What about you? What are you? The messenger of this world.

?”

Nathanos was mocking Medivh for speaking at length like a magician, but the other party answered him seriously.

"Before this, I was the guardian of this world. But I brought destruction, and now, I am correcting my mistakes." He smiled. "I have done it."
Chapter completed!