"You actually know my name?"

The orc did not speak, but his old voice echoed in every corner of the chaotic spiritual world.

Neozu stared at Angma with interest for a while.

"The blood elves, it seems, as Kelthuzad said, you are truly unique. I have never seen such a powerful soul, so powerful that even the banshee who is far stronger than you, cannot dispel your soul and occupy your body."

When the Lich King spoke, the scenery around him changed rapidly, and heavy snow gradually drifted in the sky. They appeared on a towering peak overlooking the entire ice and snow continent. The top of the peak was an open circular platform. If it were not covered with snow, traces of artificial chiseling should be found, because such a standard plane could not appear on the top of the peaks in nature.

At one corner of the peak is a staircase that is tilted upward on the mountain. At the top of the staircase, a huge piece of ice stands, and a pair of pure black armor is frozen inside.

Angma knew that this piece of ice dug from the depths of the twisted void was the eternal prison of Neozu. The black armor worn by Arthas in later generations held the soul that Neozu had a mutated change in the endless torture of Kiljadan.

Kiljadan was born into the Ereda tribe, and together with Archmond and Veren formed a supreme three-man ruling group, using his wisdom to guide the highly developed civilizational Ereda tribe. But when Sargeras extended an olive branch to them, Kiljadan and Archmond fell. Only Veren received a warning from Naru and led all the tribesmen who were willing to follow him, escaped from Argus with the help of Naru. Since then, he claimed to himself in the name of "Draini" which means "exiled".

Kiljaden was furious about this, and regarded Viren and those tribes as "traitors" who refused to give gifts. He continued to hunt down the Delaneys in the endless dark end. However, every crisis during this period was Viren, who could predict some of the future fragments by the power of the holy light, was safe.

The Draenei people wandered in the universe for a long time and finally found a beautiful world called Draenor to settle down. For many years, they have maintained a state of little contact with the local orcs but are at peace with each other.

Unfortunately, their traces were discovered by the Burning Legion.

Orcs worship the way of shamans and gain wisdom and guidance by communicating with the souls of their ancestors. Shaman sacrifices are the well-deserved spiritual leaders of each clan. Ner'aozu is the most wise and most stature among the many shaman sacrifices.

The cunning Kiljadan sneaked into the dream of Neozu and transformed into the latter's deceased wife. In the name of the ancestor's soul, he warned Neozu from the threat from the Draenei people, and encouraged Neozu to use his own influence to launch all orc clans, and attack the Draenei people first.

Soon after, out of trust in his deceased wife and the soul of his ancestors, the blinded Neozu fulfilled Kiljadan's wish. Under the leadership of this elder, the clans formed a unified tribe and launched an attack on the Draenei people.

The Draenei people were unable to compete with the orcs with a large number of people and were almost exterminated and had to sneak into the mountains and forests to survive.

Although Neozu finally realized that he was deceived, the Draenei would not threaten the existence of the orcs at all. Even the deceased wife he missed was disguised by Kilgardan, a demon who was good at lies and tricks. He personally pushed all the orcs into the abyss of war, bringing corruption to Draenor.

But now that things have come to this point, there is no regret. After discovering the value of Naozu, Kiljadan supported his new agent. The former ambitious apprentice Gul'dan spread the magic of warlocks that accompanied the evil power and the demons to the orc group...

After all, it was hard to describe. In short, Gul'dan, who created the Shadow Parliament, controlled the entire orc tribe behind the scenes. After contacting Medivh, who was controlled by a ray of Sargeras' soul on Azeroth, he opened the door of darkness and launched a war against the world of Azeroth...

When the Alliance defeated the Horde and sent an expedition to cross the Dark Gate, intending to solve the orc disaster once and for all, Neozu, who had been abandoned and then lived in seclusion, once again stood in front of the stage under the recommendation of the remnants of Gul'dan forces such as Talon Blood Demon.

The Alliance Expeditionary Force won consecutive battles and the Orc Tribe retreated step by step, the greedy and death-afraid of Ner's life and death use the magical artifacts such as the Dalaran Eye stolen from Azeroth. When the celestial phenomena secretly matched the rhythm of the magic net, the original Karapo Temple where the magic net gathered in the Delano magic net opened a portal to other worlds, abandoned all tribe members, and led the confidants to escape in.

The portal tore Delano apart, and Naozu, who was walking through the space passage, was directly captured by Kiljadan, who was waiting for the rabbit. In order to punish this unfavorable loser, Kiljadan pulled Naozu into the cramps and bones, tortured him over and over again, imprisoning him in a piece of ice that was judged from the depths of the twisted void.

Kiljadan gave Neozu the task of weakening Azeroth and put his prison on Northrend, a frozen continent in the north of Azeroth.

The ten thousand-foot peak at Angma's feet rose from the ground as the ice hits the ground.

At this moment, the Lich King Neozu is located in this ice-crown glacier, which is thousands of mountains and rivers away from the battlefield. It is located in this ice. It is difficult to guess the huge spiritual power that can be exhausted by mortal imagination. It controls millions of natural disasters and the soul of the banshee King Sylvanas.

But Angma knew that what appeared in his spiritual world was just a spiritual projection of Ner's lord, and his original body was not here.

"Your soul and body make me extremely curious. There is an external energy source with infinite potential in your mortal body."

As soon as Neozu opened his mouth, the howling cold wind around him became even colder. It seemed that he was the master of Northrend, and the cold wind echoed every word and action, bringing death and cold to every corner where his eyes were.

The Lich King walked to Angma, and Sylvanas, who was "inside his body", made the same move.

With a "click", he reached out and folded off a piece of branch behind Angma and held it in his hand for a long time.

Angma ignored it and looked for a way to escape over and over again. But in the face of the terrifying spiritual power of the Lich King, this was destined to be a meaningless act.

Nayorzu chuckled and drove the branches into powder. The golden powder slid from his fingers and was blown by the cold wind, scattered in Angma's memory vortex.

"I want your soul and body, the blood elf. You will obey me, just like Arthas, like Kel Thuzad..." Neozu gave Angma a verdict, with a hint of expectation in his greedy expression, as if he was treating something that surprised him, "You will be the perfect shell to restore my freedom."

As he said that, his hand reached towards Angma.

"Burning the soul power of this banshee will make things easier. Maybe I will lose this banshee, but undoubtedly, you are the most valuable ones."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange blue fire ignited from Sylvanas's spiritual body.

"Ah—!!" Sylvanas was like an epilepsy, and every muscle in his body was spasming violently, and he couldn't help but howl in pain.

Neozu ignored the screams of the Banshee King and directly pressed his big hand on Angma's head.

The endless chill that freezes through the soul is passed along the orc's fingers to Angma's spirit body.

Cold, extremely cold.
Chapter completed!