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half a month later

He is no longer a living person at all, and he has no ability to resist the death knight who turned him into what he is now. But Nathanos Marris still retains his will. I don’t know why, the Lich

The king once tried to destroy it. The master of the Scourge Legion did this to other undead, and it seems that he is the only one who has not completely collapsed. This is because of his own strength, and because he concealed it perfectly enough to make the Lich King wrong

He thought he had given in. But this undead knew that he would be the one who laughed last.

He made a vow to himself - never to give in.

It didn't take long, but Nathanos felt that time had flown by in the world of the living. Since Arthas led the Scourge to sweep across Lordaeron, many things had happened.

The Lich King refused to be treated as a mere pawn. He plotted many plots against the Burning Legion behind the scenes, and the demons were unaware of it.

'Those guys who show their teeth and claws never seem to use their brains to do things.' Nathanos couldn't help but jokingly thought. Now he just needs to pay close attention to them, not only the Burning Legion, but also the Scourge.

At this time, someone mentioned the demon lord Archimonde who died on Mount Hyjal and was not mourned by anyone, drawing Nathanos's attention from his meditation back to reality.

"The last time I heard from Lord Archimonde was a few months ago. I can't stand looking after these stinking undead! What on earth are we doing here?" Dread Lord Deseroc looked very impatient.

There were two other Dreadlords beside him, and they looked exactly the same.

If the Dread Lord standing in the middle hadn't spoken Deserok's name, Nathanos might never have known the name of this whiny demon.

They were standing in the former royal garden, where they could still see the council hall of Lordaeron. Nathanos remembered that many major events had happened there, such as the initial establishment of the Alliance and Arthas' murder of his own

The biological father brought the end to his people. That happened not long ago, but it seems like a long time ago. Now the garden is decaying and decaying like the kingdom.

"Our duty is to monitor this land, Deselok. So we must stay here to ensure that the Scourge is on standby at any time." The Dread Lord named Balnazzar said.

"That's true." Varimathras, the last fear lord, looked as impatient as Deserok. "But we should also receive new instructions."

New order? Nathanos suppressed a smile. The Burning Legion's attempt to occupy this world had long been bankrupt, and the three of them were still waiting. He turned to Kel'Thuzad, the wizard who was extremely loyal to Arthas.

Demon. "The Burning Legion was defeated a few months ago. I'm afraid they will never get the order."

"Having said that, they still have the right to rule this land." The Lich replied. "But if they are allowed to continue like this, the Scourge will get worse and worse."

His words were interrupted by the sudden collapse of the door. The two undead simultaneously turned to the place where the sound came from, and the demons immediately spread their membrane wings in alertness.

Arthas himself appeared from the gate, and the invincible man on his crotch raised his front hooves. Nathanos couldn't help but slightly widen his glowing ghost eyes. The fallen prince looked very proud, letting his white hair fall down beside his pale face.

The Death Knight's voice was loud and exciting. "Long time no see, Dreadlords," he said. The demons stared at him, surprised by the Death Knight's dismissive attitude. "Thank you for taking care of my kingdom while I was away. But from now on

From now on, I no longer need your services."

"Prince Arthas!" Varimathras gaped and stared at him.

Balnazzar reacted and retorted: "This land is ours. The Scourge are just slaves of the Burning Legion!"

Arthas smiled more and more proudly, and his voice revealed genuine joy. "Not anymore, devil. Your master has been defeated. The legion is also finished. Now I have to send you to be buried with him."

He grinned and mentioned Frostmourne, and the runes on the sword shone and danced, pointing at the three Dread Lords.

"Never!" Deselok shouted unconvinced. "We'll wait and see, human beings!"

The dreadlords slipped away quickly, and Frostmourne whined in disappointment at missing out on the delicious food. Arthas had a happy expression on his face. He chased them away, and it was only a matter of time before they died.

He raised his eyes and happened to find the servants hiding in the dark watching everything. Kel'Thuzad floated to his master's side first, followed closely by Nathanos.

"You are indeed back, Prince Arthas!" The Lich was very excited.

Arthas glanced at his loyal servant, "Yes, I'm back." He pretended to enjoy the fresh air, and then locked his eyes on the other undead. "I'm glad to see you are still here, Nasa

North.”

"This is all your favor, Prince Arthas." Nathanos said coldly. This is true! Originally on the continent of Kalimdor, when Nathanos found Illidan, the wizard

The Demon King planned to let him stay on that dangerous continent and destroy himself, but Arthas was unwilling. The death knight stated Nathanos's power to his master, and said that leaving him in the Scourge would only benefit him.

.Thus he was able to avoid being exiled.

But Nathanos would not be grateful to Arthas for this, he wished he could be exiled.

"Indeed, but now you have to call me king. After all, this is my land. I was born to rule it. As long as-"

He suddenly stopped, his eyes widened, and his face was twisted in pain. He fell onto Bubai's skeletal neck, clenched the reins with his armored hands, and then burst out with a cry of pain.

"Uhhh...!!"

Nathanos and Kel'Thuzad looked on, shocked by Arthas' unusual reaction.

Arthas groaned and raised his head. His eyes stared at something insubstantial, and he stretched out a hand towards it, trying to hold something! "This heart-breaking pain!" He gritted his teeth and said hoarsely.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Your Majesty!" Kel'Thuzad shouted. "May I help you?"

Alsace did not answer immediately. He seemed to be listening to something, as if a voice that no one else could hear was talking to him. After a while, he slowly sat up, and it was obvious that he was forcing himself not to obey.

Fell off the horse.

"No. The pain has passed, but my strength...has become weaker. There must be something fishy about this." His voice was full of surprise and confusion. If Nathanos still has a living heart, it will definitely

I jumped wildly because of these words.

Could this be the opportunity that I have been waiting for?

"Uh ah..., here we go again!" Arthas's face became even more distorted with pain. Even if there was no blood in his pale face, Kel'Thuzad could tell that something was wrong with him.

"Your Majesty, you look... very bad."

As before, Arthas buried his head in silence for a while, "I need to slow down, Kel'Thuzad! Then... I have to embark on a long journey."

"What do you need me to do, Your Majesty the King?" Nathanos, who seldom spoke, took the initiative to seek instructions from Arthas for the first time, but the death knight actually gave him a new task without even thinking about it.

"Nathanos, you go find out the whereabouts of the three Dread Lords, and then... kill them."

Arthas's order made Nathanos' worries disappear. He was still worried that the death knight would leave him by his side. In that case, he might not have the opportunity to move freely.

"as you wish."

Nathanos watched Arthas lying weakly on Invincible's back and leaving here. Kel'Thuzad followed, leaving him alone. The undead who stayed there let their lips curl up into a smile...
Chapter completed!