"Ner'zhul, no matter how much time passes, you are still a dirty rat who only dares to hide in the dark and play tricks. You will never have the courage to stand in the forefront."
Accompanied by a deep, oppressive voice, a stream of green evil energy slowly floated out from the skull, eventually forming a very blurry projection of the soul.
"Gul'dan..."
Ner'zhul looked at this former apprentice with a very complicated expression on his face.
As the former owner of the Skull of Gul'dan, he recognized the orc skull strung on the metal ring at a glance.
I just don't know why there is a human skull on top, and it exudes an extremely powerful and terrifying death magic aura.
But soon, the human skull also released a cloud of cold gray negative energy, slowly converging into the appearance of a human mage, with naked and undisguised mockery in its eyes.
"Ah! So you are Ner'zhul, and you are indeed a complete trash as Gul'dan described. I really don't know how anyone could take a fancy to a weak-willed trash like you."
You don't need to ask to know that this guy is the legendary mage who was killed by Zuo Si and made into a powerful magic item, and one of the founders of the Zhentarim - Manson.
Obviously, Zuo Si used the ability of the planeswalker to fuse two skulls containing huge magical power into an artifact.
As long as anyone wears this thing on their body, they can simultaneously obtain a series of enhancements, resistances and immunities including necromancy magic, evil energy and shadow magic.
Moreover, the originally summoned divine creature, the secondary death projection, also gained new forms and abilities.
Not only can it harvest the target's soul, but it can also absorb vitality and magic power, and cast all the spells that the two skull owners mastered during their lives.
But for Zuo Si, who already has too many artifacts, the biggest use of this thing is actually to listen to two extremely evil souls quarreling, sarcastic, and sarcastic inside.
Since neither Gul'dan nor Manson could escape from the sealed space without permission, the only way they could relieve their loneliness and loneliness was to talk to each other.
Since both of them are arrogant people and are quite proud of their achievements in life, it is not surprising that they would belittle each other and promote themselves.
But the interesting thing is that since they can only touch each other, no matter how fierce the quarrel is, it doesn't take long for them to reconcile.
That awkward and intertwined feeling of love and hate really made Zuo Si, a fun-loving person, find it extremely interesting.
He even wondered if if this continued for decades or even centuries, some strong, twisted, and abnormal feelings would develop between Gul'dan and Manson.
After all, as the saying goes, anti-fans are also fans.
If you really don't care at all, who would waste a lot of time and energy staring at someone and scolding someone all day long?
There is no doubt that the appearance of Manshon and Gul'dan put Ner'zhul under tremendous pressure.
Because now he has been dug out of the ice, and at the same time he has lost his greatest support - the Helm of Command. With the power of his own soul alone, he cannot even control all the undead creatures around the Frozen Throne.
It's like a lamb with its limbs tied to the slaughter.
Since he had been captured and tortured repeatedly by Kil'jaeden before, Ner'zhul was very afraid of experiencing the feeling of life being worse than death again.
After all, with Zuo Si's skillful use of the power of death, the first-generation Lich King had no doubt that the other party could play various tricks with his soul.
As the saying goes, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.
Ner'zhul was the grandson who had been pretending to be Gul'dan for so long after the rise of Gul'dan. He waited until the news of his death came back before he dared to take the lead.
Things like dignity and face have long been nothing to him.
So when faced with the ridicule from Gul'dan and Manson, this guy not only had no intention of refuting, but instead chose to lower his head and remain silent.
Because Ner'zhul knew that patience was the most powerful weapon and the only way he could survive crises time and time again.
The more cowardly he behaves, the more others will look down on him and naturally not regard him as a potential threat.
Back then, he managed to escape the great purge launched by Gul'dan within the orc race by being a turtle. Later, he also escaped from Kil'jaeden by begging for mercy without any sense of etiquette.
Therefore, Ner'zhul implemented the strategy of showing weakness from beginning to end, trying to make himself appear non-threatening.
When others let down their guard, he would suddenly snap up and stab him in the back, completing an epic backstab.
But the problem is that this approach is obviously not easy to use in front of Zuo Si.
Because in this field that is more insidious and cunning than anyone else, Zuo Si is also an out-and-out expert. He said bluntly: "Why, are you not happy and excited at all to see your old acquaintance?
You must know that there is no other person in the world who can understand you as well as Gul'dan."
"If I could, I hope I would never see Gul'dan again in my life. Because it was me who mistakenly created this mentally twisted monster!"
Having said that, Ner'zhul stared at the broken soul not far away that was emitting green light of evil energy with disgust.
"So you think you created me?" Gul'dan sneered and mocked.
"Isn't it?" Ner'zhul asked calmly. "If it weren't for my guidance, you wouldn't even be able to find the location of the Throne of the Elements, let alone be selected by the Burning Legion to become the first warlock in the history of the orcs."
But Gul'dan obviously didn't agree with this statement, and roared bluntly: "No! My destiny comes from my own choice! It has nothing to do with you!
Even if I don't reach the Throne of the Elements, the Burning Legion will still find me.
Because only I can be the leader who brings the orcs to Azeroth.
Only I can make the orcs drink the blood of demons and become powerful evil orcs.
You are just an old and cowardly waste. You have neither the courage to admit the mistakes you have made nor the courage to face the future that is destined to be dark.
You just keep running away in fear.
But even so, you still became the plaything of fate.
Look at yourself now, tell me what you are doing is different from what I used to do?
At least I have my own ambitions and dare to betray and resist the Burning Legion."
There is no doubt that Gul'dan's words were like sharp thorns inserted into Ner'zhul's lungs.
Because all of this is true and there is nothing false about it.
anger!
upset!
ashamed!
The strong emotions caused the soul of the first generation Lich King to begin to exude a cold and biting aura.
This is the power of death given to him by the Shadow Realm.
Gul'dan also showed no signs of weakness and controlled the evil energy and shadow energy in order to fight against it.
Although both sides are considered dead, the power they possess cannot be underestimated.
Manson fanned the flames and said, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and do it! You know, there are not many opportunities to get permission to go out for fun. If you miss it, you don't know when the next one will be."
"Shut up! You don't need to worry about my affairs!"
Gul'dan turned his head and warned this annoying "roommate", and at the same time subconsciously glanced at the master sitting on the Frozen Throne with the corner of his eye.
To be honest, he didn't quite know why Zuo Si suddenly allowed him to come out to meet Ner'zhul, and what was the unknown conspiracy behind it, so he acted very cautiously, for fear of accidentally messing up.
As everyone knows, Zuo Si had no special purpose at all. He simply wanted to enjoy the two orcs fighting each other, and then consider whether to stuff Ner'zhul's soul into his skull.
This way he can listen to cross talk when he has nothing to do.
After all, you can never imagine what a soul will do when it is imprisoned and extremely bored.
Of course, Zuo Si still hopes that Ner'zhul and Gul'dan can reminisce about the past and connect with each other.
So after taking out the skull artifact, he put on the Helm of Dominance and left the Frozen Throne, went to the rooftop at the highest point of Ice Crown Fortress, raised his hand, cast a summoning spell and whispered: "Isadora, I need it now.
you."
The words have not yet been spoken!
A slim girl appeared out of thin air across the distance in space with the help of the planeswalker's land card.
She obviously didn't know that the place she was about to arrive was an extremely cold glacier, so when her thin skirt was blown by the north wind, she immediately got goosebumps all over her body. At the same time, she couldn't help but shiver from her mouth and nose.
A breath of hot breath.
“It’s so cold!”
No hesitation!
Isadora slipped directly into Zuo Si's arms to keep warm, without any intention of using arcane or spiritual magic to ward off the severe cold.
I have to say that this little trick of hers is really not very clever.
After all, he is also a powerful spiritual master, and his arcane spellcasting level and psychic powers have reached the ninth level or even the legendary level.
It's really insulting to people's intelligence if they can't handle even this harsh environment.
To be continued...