The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"My brothers and sisters, the crisis of the Drust has come, and a terrible curse is spreading across Drustvar."

"The land of Kul Tiras is crying out for our help in ending the curse, and its cause lies in Thros, a place we have always considered forbidden."

"If you don't want to stand aside and watch Drustvar being tainted by horrific death, then come with me to resolve the curse. We are the guardians of nature!"

After saying the last sentence loudly, Arthas and Jaina plunged into the portal that had some side effects. They were not afraid of any side effects and their spirits were extremely excited.

However, Lucia, who wanted to go in with the two of them, was ruthlessly caught by Arthur, who did not allow Lucia to continue doing such dangerous things.

In this cruel world, just because you have a weapon that suits you very well does not mean you can do whatever you want. Arthur knows this very well.

Her father lifted her up with both hands on her shoulders and laid her next to her mother, who tied her up neatly.

Lord Waycrest assumed the dignity of a stern father. He spoke in a deep voice, "Lucia Waycrest, my daughter, you have nothing to do now."

"I understand your feelings, but I won't let a little girl like you face the danger because I am your father."

"Now, just stay here with your mother and don't run around. We'll be back soon..."

Leaving behind an empty word, the other four members of the six-member team disappeared with a whoosh. Lucia had already decided that everyone should follow Jaina.

There was a reason for this. Not only was Lucia not afraid of danger, she had also secretly seen some secrets at that time. It was a great opportunity, perhaps a great opportunity to gain unexpected rewards.

Therefore, Jaina had to trust her sister for once, fulfill Lucia's wish, and take them with her. Her sister just wanted to catch up with her sister.

If the situation is really critical, the three magic cards we currently have, one for damage, one for random and one for escape, will definitely catch the enemy off guard.

If it really doesn't work, let Arthas next to him use his invincibility to taunt all the resentful spirits, while she leads people to run away. The two of them cooperate closely.

It was because their purpose was just to gather information. If the Drust they saw was just a weakling, it would be no wonder that they chased him so relentlessly.

"Mu Enlun, Mulaco, Mu Deer, Mu Si An, are you all here?"

The sudden departure of the four of them opened Orfa's eyes, but also forced him to make another decision that he had already thought of.

When Arthas politely rejected his suggestion, he knew that Arthas was in a very urgent situation, had a much stronger sense of crisis than ordinary people, and had a very strong grasp of the situation.

After living for so many years, many of his compatriots have long passed away, and he has become accustomed to various things in life. Drust has become history and has been reborn.

As the last druid of Old Drust, he felt that the current situation might be his last time on earth, and it was time to return to nature and meet his old friends who had passed away.

"Great Thorntalker, at your will, we are here."

Two men and two women walked out from the Thorntalkers who had regained their human form. They were wearing willow wood suits made from natural materials, and stood in front of Orfa one by one.

At the same time, the Thorn Speakers who came here were divided into six teams and stood in line, waiting for the order from the Great Thorn Speaker Orfa.

"Mu Enlun, your group should immediately gather the other Thorn Speakers, explain the pros and cons, gather here, and take precautions to prevent any accidents."

"Murako, your group will go to Stormsong Manor to find Daelin and tell the admiral that we need their strength. It's best to bring more people."

"Mudel, you guys go to the Emerald Dream and warn other druids and green dragons. Remember... only talk about the most serious situations."

"Musian, your group will be responsible for logistics. Tell Asar and Ateni about the situation here. They will help us."

Roaring towards the sky and transforming into a giant bear, Orfa looked carefully at the disciples in front of him who were ready to go.

This might be his last meeting with his disciples, and he cherished this moment very much.

He said seriously: "If any of them don't want to believe, then come back immediately, don't worry about them, and pay attention to your own safety."

"We just need to do this, we have our own lives and responsibilities that we must fulfill."

"We'll talk about the rest after I come back. I'll be in charge of negotiating with them... If I'm gone, the new Great Thorn Speaker will be selected according to the ancient ritual, and the minority will obey the majority."

"Other Thornspeakers, follow me to Thros. Thornspeakers, act now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the three disciples in front of Orfa and the team behind them turned into thorny beasts with black and gray fur, willow masks with bone horns on their heads, and dead trees wrapped around their feet.

The eight-man druid team led by Mu Enlun transformed into thorn wolves, trampled through the snow with their four legs, and ran towards the location of the remaining Thorn Speakers who had not received the message.

A three-member druid team led by Muraco transformed themselves into thorn deer, left the beast den, and ran nimbly toward the mountains, heading towards Stormsong Valley.

A team of five druids led by Mudel entered the beast cave of Orfa, looking for a secluded place, meditated quietly, and entered the Emerald Dream.

The eight-member druid team led by Musian also transformed into thorn deer and headed down the mountain to the forest of Asar to inform them of the situation and collect materials.

The remaining twenty-six Thornspeakers transformed into thorn bears, thorn owl beasts (Cuckoo), and... They walked into the circular arcane portal leading to Thros together with Orfa.

The weakest of these Thorn Speakers who entered the portal was at the expert level. These were the Thorn Speakers that Orfa secretly summoned when he was discussing the situation of Thros with Arthas and others.

In the dim and dim Zlos, the six-member team returned here again, but the way they appeared was wrong.

They did not fall from the sky, but... were crowded under the dark earth of Thros, in a cave with little space for six humans.

Watching the man in front of her digging a hole with Frostmourne, Jaina couldn't help but ask, "Arthas, why are we shoveling the dirt?"

It wasn't too crowded for two people, but when Lucia and the others came, it became very crowded.

"Jaina, shoveling is for...yeah, why am I shoveling?"

After figuring out what was causing the negative effects this time, Arthas quickly raised his hand and pressed the black soil.

This kind of negative effect of lowering intelligence was the first time he had seen it... It was ridiculous to regard the previous experience of digging holes for survival as an instinct.

What's even more outrageous is that no one cared about him. The five people next to him were either thinking about why he used a sword as a shovel, or trying to find a shovel. They were all stupid and dumb.

It seems that only the mental power is stronger... Wait, how can Jaina's mental power be stronger than mine?

My will is indestructible, no temptation can... Damn, it's not that my intelligence is lowered, the negative effect this time is completely... Not good, I need to increase my efforts.

"drink!"

Raising his strong arms, changing his squatting posture, and straightening his back suddenly, Arthas lifted the heavy earth and created an empty underground cave.

Pointing to the small room ahead, Arthas shouted, "Jaina, don't be stupid, take us there quickly!"

When Arthas thought that fifty-one special thorn bears might rush out of the portal opened by Jaina, his heart sank.

"Ah, it hurts!"

Bang! It turned out that Gianna suddenly hit Lucia on the head. Lucia held her head with both hands, feeling wronged, and her brain stopped working.

With Arthas' reminder, she also thought of this matter and immediately took the five people to a small room for refuge.

When the six of them entered a small room with only a small door, Orfa was the first to rush out of the portal.

He looked at the surroundings and felt confused. How long had it been since they left? Where were they?

Lying there blankly, the giant bear Orfa held his head with his hands and looked around.

In a short while, he found the secret place where six familiar people were hiding. So that's where you were hiding.

He stood up straight, raised his bear paw and greeted Arthas and the others, "Kids, what happened, I..."

A thorn bear much smaller than him crashed into Orpha... One by one, thorn beasts rushed out of the portal and knocked Orpha, the Great Thorntalker, away.

Bang, bang, bang... Arthas had no idea how many bangs there were and couldn't count them for the time being.

In his eyes, only the shaking soil at the door of the specially reinforced small room silently told of the "tragic" situation outside.

Because the portal was closed and wild beasts were blocking the door, Arthas and his companions' small room was extremely dark.

"Oh, you evil queen, why are you hitting me again!"

With another snap, Jaina slapped Lucia on the head, and at the same time raised her hand to light Arthas's right hand, bringing light to them.

"Look what you have done, you wicked witch!"

He immediately squatted down, put his right hand into the ground, controlled the earth to extinguish the flames, and then Arthas stretched out his left hand and slapped Jaina on the head.

"It hurts, you cunning hunter, how could you hit me!"

Before she had time to think about why Arthas called her a witch, Jaina hugged her thighs, gritted her teeth, and floated over.

"Little Red Riding Hood, the werewolf is coming, run!"

As soon as he saw Jaina rushing towards Lucia, Arthur quickly warned his daughter.

However, Meredith suddenly picked up the Proudmoore Ball and shouted to Arthur: "Enough, Mirror, let's stop them together!"

As Meredith called out the word "magic mirror", Arthur suddenly stopped and did not move.

Seeing this, Everly suddenly stood up and said, "Dwarf, we can't treat the princess like this!"

"That's enough, all you nonsense Snow Whites, wake up!"

As he stepped forward, a shining holy light emerged from under Arthas' left foot, blasting him towards the "roof" of the small fortress.

With the Prince Charming brand light bulb rising into the air and falling down, the sturdy little fortress instantly shone with light, and the darkness dissipated in an instant.

"Okay, stop, we need to rest."

Arthas pressed his hands hard on the earthen floor of the hut, then reached out and touched the silver armor belt around his waist, rubbed out a small cluster of flames, and placed it in the fire pit that had just been made.

Seeing this scene, Arthas was stunned. Is this how I use the power of fire element?

Raising her hand and touching Arthas's head, Jaina comforted him: "We do need rest, but not like this."

With the experience of Arthas as a lesson, Jaina, who felt she had recovered, raised her hand to condense a ball of fire, and hit Arthas hard in the face, successfully forcing the fire below to ignite.

Although Arthas was not hit, it was true that Jaina's white and tender little hands voluntarily entered the flames, but the flames could not hurt Jaina at all.

"Come on, Jaina, just stay away."

Taking Jaina's hand and extinguishing the flame with sand, Arthas put her aside and made her sit down obediently.

After finishing this action, Arthas waved his left hand, and a row of earthen stools rose up under the six people to help everyone have a seat.

At this time, a heavy and low voice came from the door.

"Your Highness Princess Proudmoore, what is your current situation?"

"Is it some kind of curse? But I can't feel the power of the curse on you."

Orfa, who had transformed back into Drust, was standing at the door, staring at his companions in the small room with the other twenty-six Thornspeakers.

After finally escaping from the state of Thorn Hill, the Thorn Speaker regained his human form, but all of them were very confused about the strange situation happening in the small room.

Despite the physical pain, the Thornspeakers did not fall into... the strange state that Arthas and the others were in.

Suddenly flashing away, Jaina chuckled and said, "Respected Great Thornspeaker, you guessed correctly."

"It is indeed a curse. We accidentally stepped into a trap when we first arrived here."

After telling a white lie, Jaina raised her hand and sent the five people hiding in the hut out to face this rather embarrassing scene together.

As soon as he came out, Arthas raised his hand and pressed the wall of the cave, guiding the power of the earth.

While feeling the veins of the earth, he said in a deep voice: "We seem to be very lucky. There is only the small trap just now around."

Originally, he wanted to have a detailed talk with the two lying children in front of him, but suddenly, Orfa found that the black soil under his feet was shaking.

He sensed the power slightly and found that the power emanating from Arthas was the source of the vibration.

Without waiting for others to ask what was going on, Arthas said, "Everyone, don't panic. I'm just taking you to the surface."

"We are now in an underground cave somewhere in Thros, a safe place we discovered from the tome."

Clapping his hands to attract everyone's attention, Arthas turned to face everyone and said, "The curse that just befell us is not a big problem."

"We've been through this before and it was just a minor issue and now we've gotten rid of it."

Orfa did not make any comment on what Arthas said, and believed Arthas for the time being.

Because when he came out of the portal before, Orfa did feel a mysterious...it’s better not to say it, he almost became like them.

In less than three minutes, Arthas and a group of people slowly broke through the soil and came to the ground. Darkness shrouded the surroundings, but the ball of holy light in his hand was still burning stubbornly and refused to go out.

As soon as they arrived on the ground, the expressions of the group of people changed and their faces became extremely solemn.

Not far in front of most of them, there was a door, exhaling the breath of death.

This aura was extremely heavy, bringing a mountain of pressure to some of them.

When they saw the Death Door for the first time, many people present could feel the horror deep inside the door.

It seemed to be saying, the living are forbidden to enter, the living are forbidden to enter, it is the paradise of the dead, and it will not open the door for them.

This breath of death that rejected all living things made many Thorn Speakers tremble and feel fear.

But before they could carefully study the door of death or glance around, an old but slightly teasing voice sounded in their ears.

"Sebastiro, my son, I told you... they would come."

"No matter how much time has passed, they will always come. They will definitely come here."

Seeing the silver-white cloak behind Lucia, the old human soul near the Death Gate said, "The things I left behind will definitely be noticed by our descendants of Waycrest."

His soul and that of another relatively indifferent middle-aged man were hung in front of the door of death by black and white ink ropes. The power of death from the world of the dead kept washing over them like a tide.

To the descendants of Waycrest who found this place, the old soul said with emotion: "I have always believed in my descendants, just like I believed in you in the beginning."

"Being trapped here for so long... I don't know how many years have passed in the outside world. I lost track of time, but our luck seems to be exactly the same."