Hatred is a powerful stimulant for all living things, and women's hatred is even worse than this.
A magic sword and a man split Sylvanas' life into two completely different halves
Ten years ago, she was the ranger lord of Quel'Thalas who was admired by everyone. After her closest sister Alleria Windrunner led the Alliance expeditionary force to invade Draenor, she took up the role of the ranger of Quel'Thalas.
General's Burden
Ten years later, she was the undead queen of Tirisfal. She was equally loved and shouldered the same heavy responsibilities. However, in her withered heart, she could no longer find the memory of the past.
In the eyes of ordinary elves, ten years is just a blink of an eye, but in the eyes of Sylvanas, it is more difficult than reincarnation for thousands of lives. In these not-so-long years, her greatest desire and wish is
Kill Arthas with your own hands, avenge the dead Sylvanas, and seek justice for the high elves who have turned to dust!
Now we have just heard the news that the Lich King has returned to his nest after being seriously injured. How could the Queen of Darkness, who has never lost her desire for revenge, miss this opportunity!
"Oh, this is terrible," Regan said with a wry smile to Nathanos, who was also frowning tightly at this moment, "Maybe you and I underestimate the influence of that name on the Queen, at least in her eyes.
Li, a serious enemy within the territory is not as good as the head of an enemy thousands of miles away."
"There is no need to make sarcastic remarks, Sir Regan," the great pharmacist Putres appeared behind the two of them like a ghost, a disgusting smile appeared on his withered face, "In the face of the poison gas bombs manufactured by our Pharmacist Association,
Even the giant dragon can't hold a breath, let alone those fragile red ants. You will soon see these 'intimate troubles' wailing and melting into pus..."
"Don't be too proud, Lord Putres. I will convince the queen to give up this reckless decision and you and Varimathras are destined to achieve nothing!" Nathanos responded with a sneer, looking at Lei.
Gen winked, and the two of them quickly chased the queen's figure and disappeared from the pharmacist's sight for a moment.
"Are you sure that paladin is not going to do anything bad?" Varimathras, who had been watching with cold eyes, walked up and waved away all the guards. "After all, he is a strong man who can repel the Lich King. I don't want anything to go wrong in the plan.
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Putres smiled coldly and disdainfully: "Wasn't Arthas once the defeated general of your three brothers? Why are you afraid of Ruos now when you hear his name? Don't tell me that the majestic demon lord actually has the same abilities as mortals.
The heart of fear!"
"Shut up, you idiot!" A trace of anger flashed in Varimathras's eyes, and he was obviously a little guilty. "Arthas was just a death knight back then, and all his power came from the last Lich King Nai.
The gift of A'zhul, when the Ice Throne was weakened by the demon hunter Illidan, the power Ner'zhul could give him naturally decreased. Only then did we have the opportunity to hunt him... But all of this was blocked by Sylvana
This stupid woman screwed it up!"
The Dread Lord roared in a low voice, seemingly not shying away from Putres at all, and the Great Pharmacist's face did not show any displeasure at all. Instead, he admired the expression of the Big Bat with great interest.
"Oh, I don't understand what you said. Hasn't the Queen always wanted to kill Alsace? Why would she interfere in your actions?"
"Then you have to ask her herself!" Varimathras said with half disdain and half regret. "It's funny that I believed that she had the same purpose as ours. In fact, this cunning woman had already decided to go it alone! She sent a
A team of ghosts are lurking in Lordaeron, leading the way for that headless prince, just to end his life with their own hands!"
"So I understand. It seems that our Majesty just wants to strangle the Lich King with his own bowstring, and does not want to take any action to interfere with others." Putres pursed his lips, as if there was something wrong.
Bad ideas fermented in his rotting brain
"Well? Do you have any other ideas?" Varimathras squinted at the other party.
"Oh, don't always leave the brain work to me, Mr. Dreadlord," Putres complained loudly, "Aren't you the most treacherous and evil Nasrezim in the universe? I just
He is just an alchemist engaged in scientific research, and conspiracies and conspiracies will not go hand in hand with me!"
"Come on, Putres!" The Fear Lord sneered at his words, "If our race allows the recommendation of foreign members, I will not hesitate to put your name on it! Now tell me about your rotten and dark mind.
What’s hidden, I can’t wait to hear better news!”
"Of course, Lord Varimathras!" The pharmacist's cloudy eyes flashed with an inexplicable luster, "You now hold the key to seizing the Undercity, and that woman has handed over the responsibility of the gatekeeper to you.
Isn’t this a great opportunity given to us by the gods?”
"Wait, you mean..." The Dread Lord, who is known for his conspiracy, seemed to have figured out something.
"It's just as you thought," Putres said with a smile, his gloomy voice echoing in the palace like a ghost, "Now all we need is to wait... When that day comes, the Undercity will change.
day!"
——————————————————————————————————————While an ulterior plan was being carried out in the Royal District, Reagan
and Nathanos encountered a lot of trouble in the military zone.
It is said that after the two of them came out of the palace, they went straight after Sylvanas, hoping to make the hot-headed queen change her mind. After all, this was not a good time to start a war.
"What's wrong, Regan!" The people who had been waiting outside the palace for a long time came to greet them. Sophie grabbed the hurried knight and asked.
"Have you seen the Queen of Darkness," Regan asked eagerly, "She decided to use poison gas bombs to kill all the Crusaders. We have to stop this crazy action!"
"After she came out, she seemed to go east, which is the direction of the military zone!" Roxas seemed to have a good memory, and he memorized the topography of the big city after just one turn.
"Then why are you still standing there? Hurry up and catch up to the queen to get rid of this idea, otherwise the entire Scarlet Monastery will be razed to the ground!" Nathanos grabbed the skeleton horse of a guard next to him, turned over and got on it and shouted to everyone.
Everyone looked at each other and imitated each other, commandeering the skeleton horses around them. The undead guards glared at the group of horse thieves, but no one dared to resist in the face of Nathanos' eyes that wanted to spit out fire. They could only be angry.
Watching a group of living people hurriedly climb onto their beloved horses and then drive away
The distance from the royal area to the military area is not long, but everyone almost broke their legs on the untamed skeleton horse. As soon as he saw the queen's horse, Roxas rolled and fell to the ground.
"Oh my God! This beast is harder to ride than a dragon. I swear I will never touch these things with bones again!"
However, others had no time to listen to his complaints. Regan and Nathanos dismounted and ran towards Sylvanas.
"Your Majesty the Queen! Please take a step slowly, we have something to do!"
"Qiang!" Two war blades stopped them, and the terrifying guards in black looked directly at the two of them expressionlessly.
"Go back, Nathanos," the queen sat on the black nightmare horse, with a huge black cloak wrapping her beautiful body.
She just stared straight ahead, without looking back at the warrior she had personally sealed, "You know I will never give up. From the moment you followed me, you should know that the life left under this body is just to end the Lich King.
And live - anything that stands in the way of my revenge will be completely crushed, whether it is the Scarlet Crusade or the Alliance! Or...the Horde..."
Nathanos opened his mouth, but he couldn't say what he had already thought of. He retreated slumped and showed a helpless expression to Regan. Everyone felt nervous.
"This stinky bitch finally showed her fox tail," Roxas cursed in a low voice, "I hope she is killed by Arthas again... No, it's best to die together!"
"Oh my God! Stop talking bad about her now. Is there no way to make His Majesty change his mind?" Sophie asked anxiously.
"I don't think even Chief Thrall can persuade her," Roxas said with a frown. "This woman is extremely arrogant and has always obeyed the tribe's orders. If you want her to change her mind... it's like letting her change her mind."
The dragon eats green grass instead!”
As the orcs said, Sylvanas is not an indecisive woman. In her eyes, all goals only have two states: execution and execution, and there are absolutely no other redundant options. This is why she rejected Nassar
Reason for North's complaint
Regan looked at the Queen of Darkness with a headache. He really didn't expect that Sylvanas' hatred for the Lich King would reach such an extent that she would actually say such an outrageous thing when the relationship between the tribe and the Forsaken was unprecedentedly fragile.
Words! From this point of view, all the scenarios he had imagined before will be completely invalid! And the only way is to survive in death and compete with the queen for time! Since she wants to take down the Scarlet Monastery tomorrow morning, she must get ahead of her
, say to all members of the Scarlet Crusade before dawn!
"Your Majesty, please listen to the next words!" Thinking of this, Regan no longer hesitated, ignored the sword in front of him, and shouted to Sylvanas, "I know that in your heart, everything is
It's not as important as taking Arthas' head, but do you think Warchief Thrall will agree to your request at this time? And even if he agrees, will the entire tribe abandon the turbulent Azeroth?
Follow you undead who only think about revenge to Northrend?!"
Sylvanas raised her hand to stop the terrifying guard who was about to step forward, looked at him coldly and said: "Knight Regan, I advise you not to waste your efforts anymore. No one can save those Crusaders. They are doomed."
To end his miserable life tonight, all of this...has nothing to do with whether the tribe aids the Forgotten!"
"No! There is a very big connection!" Regan said forcefully, "Please don't forget that you are not the only ones who want to seek Alsace's head. The entire alliance also has a deep hatred for him! As long as you are willing to forgive these Crusaders
Warrior, I can guarantee that His Majesty Varian will accept your kindness and help you in the Northern Expedition plan in the near future!"
"Interesting Paladin..." Sylvanas smiled slightly and said sarcastically, "Since when have you learned how to do business, but I have no interest in dealing with the alliance..."
"But this does not hinder any of your plans. Didn't you just decide to launch an attack before early morning? I guarantee that I can convince the remaining Crusaders to surrender before then!"
"One night to make these bigots surrender?" The Queen of Darkness looked at Regen as if she saw a madman. She looked around at her subordinates who couldn't help but laugh, and could hardly suppress the idea of wanting this knight to be the court jester - didn't he
Do you know that the Scarlet Crusaders are the most fanatical group of people in the entire continent? Even a three-year-old child knows that this is a difficult task to achieve, and the dragon slayer in front of him is stupid enough to dig a hole and jump in.
"Then it's up to you, Baron Regan," Sylvanas didn't know the past of the knight in front of her. Although she was funny, she was also a little pity. It seems that such an unusual priest will definitely not survive. Those who have lost
Crusaders of reason don't treat lobbyists with courtesy.
"This is my portable dagger. Most of the frontline soldiers recognize it. You can use this to enter and exit the position in front of the monastery." The Queen of Darkness took off the dagger hanging on her thigh and threw it to Regen. "But remember
Live, you only have six hours - when the sun rises tomorrow, the bombardment troops will carry out indiscriminate fire coverage, whether you are still inside or not, all living things there will be reduced to dust..."
"Finally, I wish you good luck, sharp-tongued Paladin." Sylvanas nodded slightly to Regan, and then drove her horse out of the military zone.
"I hope... Your Majesty the Queen." Regen subconsciously held the dagger in his hand, as if the fragrance of his lover still lingered on it.