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Nathanos chased after him worriedly. He was sure that he was already trying to catch up with the figure as fast as he could, but the distance between them was getting farther and farther. Nathanos became even more anxious and desperately called to the female elf.

Name, but received no response. He didn't stop until Sylvanas completely disappeared.

Is there no chance to explain? Nathanos felt disappointed and helpless. He had met Sylvanas face to face many times. Unfortunately, various emergencies prevented them from spending too much time talking.

superior.

Whenever he thought of Sylvanas, he could clearly feel the struggle deep in her heart. Those reactions were written on the female elf's face. Nathanos understood how much she truly cared about him, so he

He also knows how much he cares about her.

In the past, he always believed that his destiny had completely distanced him from this gentle intoxication that only living people could enjoy.

Nathanos must admit that he can no longer deceive himself: the dead also have the ability to love others. Although that kind of emotion is distorted and deformed in the eyes of living people and will be spurned, no one can laugh at the choice between the living and the dead.

Each other's courage. Especially for the living, if they are not sincere, they simply cannot bear the rejection of the world.

"I never thought of abandoning you, Sylvanas." Nathanos shouted, hoping that the female elf could hear it in the darkness. "I just didn't know how to face you in the past, or at all.

Living man, the suffering I have suffered has forced me to think twice before taking every step."

Looking around, Sylvanas did not appear. He continued: "I know you have helped me a lot, but I don't want this to become a 'transaction' and make my feelings for you seem to only come from you.

Help. Our bond goes back a long time, spanning life and death. I..." Nathanos paused for a long time.

He began to think about what he should say. Every word sounded like an excuse. Did he never care about Sylvanas's feelings? Whether in life or after death. More importantly, why did Yshaarj let him

Sylvanas stood up and condemned him? He never complained about her.

The previous Uther, Arthas, and Alleria represented his doubt, despair, and confusion respectively, but Sylvanas was definitely not the anger in his heart.

That anger came from the female elf herself.

She had sacrificed so much...Nathanos began to rethink this. What Sylvanas sacrificed was not time and money. She broke with her kingdom because of him and even gave up her last name...

This almost crazy realization made Nathanos realize that he really owed her a lot, and any material compensation was not enough. He felt guilty.

'I can't hesitate any longer,' Nathanos thought, 'I have to make a commitment to her.'

This promise cannot be a reward for Sylvanas's efforts, but to safeguard the meaning of the sacrifice made by the female elf.

Find her! This is the only thought left in Nathanos's mind. He wants to tell her, tell her that he will always protect her until the end of time. But that doesn't need to be expressed in harsh words. Nathanos knows that he

What to say.

"Sylvanas, I have something to tell you. Xi..."

"You'll never find her."

Nathanos suddenly felt his legs weaken and fell to his knees. His eyes captured the plain face beneath him - Y'Shaarj revealed a satisfied grin, causing his thorny face to become completely distorted.

"You'll never find her."

"Get away." Nathanos roared, stood up again, and chased the disappeared Sylvanas. He had no direction because in his memory just now, he saw that the female elf had disappeared in front of him.

Y'Shaarj is very smart and set a difficult problem for himself. If he really can't find Sylvanas, he will never be able to return to the real world. Moreover, the surrounding illusion is not created by the ancient gods. It is Nasa

The darkest place in North's heart.

Take a good look at the real you. He remembered the words of the ancient god.

'Don't worry, Nathanos.'

"Azeroth?" The Blighter suddenly raised his head and found that the necklace was right in front of him, flashing with the same light as when he first saw it. It appeared again, but why?

Nathanos no longer cared about this. "I want to find her." He said, with a hint of pleading in his tone.

'Of course you'll find her. You can find her anytime you're ready.'

"I'm ready." Nathanos opened his mouth to answer.

'Then you should know where she is?' When the luster of the Heart of Azeroth dimmed slightly, a feeling of loss suddenly hit him. What did this mean? Did he overlook something? Silva

Nas was actually nearby, but he missed her again and again?

'Remember, Nathanos, think carefully, where is she?'

Memories? Nathanos recalled his life. The first time he met Sylvanas was in the forest of Quel'Thalas. They had just met at that time, and he was led by Sylvanas.

Returned to the Tower of Windrunner.

After that, they experienced a lot together, and the female elf always appeared next to him inadvertently, often leaving him at a loss. Sylvanas was very ambiguous when she was with him, and at that time he was already with Aole.

Leah confirmed the relationship.

Although a little strange, that kind of life always makes people feel a different kind of sweetness. Until death comes...

After his death, Nathanos's footprints spread all over Azeroth without stopping. When did he first meet Sylvanas as an undead?

Was it in Quel'Thalas? At that time, he had just escaped from the control of the Lich King. The first thing he did was to go to the elven kingdom, and then met Sylvanas in the forest.

Intuition told Nathanos that this was not the case.

'Think carefully, think carefully. What you ignored...'

The one I ignored? Nathanos gasped softly. Every experience and every battle was so clear in his mind. There was only one exception - the period when he was controlled by the Lich King. What did he experience at that time? He only

He remembered witnessing the demise of Quel'Thalas, and going to Kalimdor... A pair of black wings swept across his memory.

Medivh was beside him, and he could feel that there was a woman's voice in the memory fragments.

"It's okay, honey."

"Alleria?" Nathanos was surprised. Why was he so sure that the person speaking must be Alleria? Is it just because the name he was called in the words was very intimate?

"Just close your eyes. The sun has set. No one can hurt you now. When the sun rises..."

"We will all be... safe and sound." Subconsciously, Nathanos said these words.

He heard the sound of chasing in the forest. A girl drew her bow string to make him stop, but did not shoot an arrow. Because she just wanted him to stop.

Why didn't he stop? He knew where Sylvanas was.

"Turn around."

The light from the Heart of Azeroth danced on her face, illuminating her face and shining brightly. Nathanos looked at her. This girl was always behind him, always there.

How would he treat her in the past? As a friend and confidant. But now, he can't help but just stare at her, without any distracting thoughts in his heart, only the urge to hug her.

Nathanos walked closer to her. He could hear his heartbeat clearly. The heartbeat was powerful and frighteningly fast. He didn't care what other people (the living, the forgotten) would say, and he no longer had any concerns.

Worry. When he opened his arms to hug that Ruoyou body, the whole world seemed to be shrouded in warm sunshine.

"You will never be alone again," was his answer. He whispered, and immediately wanted Sylvanas by his side, holding her in his arms and breathing in her scent and breath.

Her laughter is always as clear as a silver bell.

"You will never be alone again. Neither will I. Neither of us will be...alone again."

The wounds on Sylvanas' body were disappearing. Nathanos felt a pair of hands touching his back.

…

Azerite filled his body. Nathanos opened his eyes. Garrosh, or Y'shaar, was horrified by this.

He grabbed the arm of the orthodox tribal chief that was pressing down on him. It seemed that his strength was a bit ridiculous in front of this huge monster, but he easily moved the claw away from his body and punched the claw hard.

Distorted face.

Garrosh fell backwards, and Nathanos stood up instead, his arms shining with dazzling light. Azerite cheered him on.

Nathanos knew what he had to do? He stared at Garrosh and gathered the power of his hands. A roar was pouring out of his throat, surging throughout the future world shaped by the ancient gods. He

Unleash all your power.

Azerite surged into Garrosh's body like a torrent. The orcs roared heartbreakingly, and so did Y'Shaarj. Their fused bodies were collapsing. Light surged out of the violently trembling eyes, and then the body

Small cracks of light also appeared in other places.

"You are just a guy who manipulates people's emotions, and you also want to conquer the world." Nathanos said, "C'Thun, Yogg-Saron, they all failed, and you are no exception."

"As long as people in this world still have negative emotions, I will not disappear!" Y'Shaarj roared in despair, but he soon saw a smile forming on the corner of Nathanos's mouth.

"Thanks for reminding me."

Sha's energy is not disappearing, but... transferring. Y'Shaar looked at the undead that was absorbing his power in disbelief. Fear pierced his nerves like a sword.

"No... how dare you..."

…

Nathanos felt something enter his blood, impacting his consciousness, disrupting his body, and causing his heart to tremble violently. The powerful void was like a frenzy that covered the sky and the sun, trying to swallow him up.

I can do it, I can do it.

He closed his eyes, encouraged himself, and absorbed the power of Sha. Azerite helped him relieve the pain. The physical endurance was undergoing the first test after recovery. But what he cared about more was the mental difficulties.

So much - everything that Y'Shaarj, the ancient god knew, saw, and did. Its origins, and the secrets between his kind. For a moment, Nathanos felt that he

His brain is about to be overwhelmed by the knowledge of the ancient gods.

It turns out that among the ancient gods of Azeroth, Y'Shaarj is the most powerful. Nathanos mustered all his will to defeat this ancient god.
To be continued...