The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Augustus, please listen to me."

“We have rescued those of our people who were willing to fight against Gorak Tul, but we cannot move forward blindly.”

At this time, a group of blue soul fires silently stared at Orfa and the ten Thorn Speaker disciples beside him.

Their desire for revenge is now growing, but their allies say such discouraging words, which makes these cannon fodders feel a little bit of anger.

Without even glancing at his fellow souls, Orfa said to Augustus, "If we fight him, many of us will die."

"I know you seek revenge for Gorak's betrayal, but I also know there are those among you who simply wish to stay out of the fray."

"My brother, we cannot force our compatriots who are unwilling to join us, and we cannot use force to control them."

"We can handle our feud with Gorak on our own. This is our own business."

"Augustus Maple, please spare our compatriots who have been tortured. Let us send them to the kingdom of the dead together."

Hearing Orfa's earnest, almost pleading tone, Augustus Maple was silent for a long time.

Along the way, Orfa worked with him to rescue his fellow Drust people. The Drust people, who were also regarded as soul energy storage objects by Gorak Tur like him, trusted him so much.

When Orfa saw him ignoring the wishes of his compatriots and forcibly controlling those who were unwilling to join him in revenge against Gorak Tul, Orfa took action.

However, Orfa and his ten disciples were unable to successfully stop him. While he was controlling the minds of those cowards, he had already rescued many compatriots with the same aspirations.

Therefore, Orfa, who couldn't bear to attack his suffering fellow Drust, could only follow him and persuade him.

After a long period of thinking and a confrontation between two wills, Augustus decided to say something to Orfa.

"If we go to find Gorak like this, many of our compatriots will be sacrificed innocently, and they will be used by him after they die."

"I can empathize with the suffering you have endured, but..."

So, Augustus turned to look at Orfa who was still trying to persuade him and said, "Orfa, the kingdom of the dead may not be as good as you say."

"Rather than letting them struggle there like they did in life, it is better for them to die and find the quiet place they all long for."

"The realm of the dead is just like the mortal world, with too many entanglements... Their final fate might be worse than death at the hands of Gorak Tul."

"In this case, life and death are just..."

At this time, Orfa retorted: "Augustus Maple Leaf, it is true that you and they have all gone through a long period of suffering."

"But what you are talking about is not your good intentions at all, but the hypocritical malice after being decorated by your heart."

"Even though you hated me in the past, you would never do such a thing, but now you have lost your original intention."

"Forcing others to do things they don't want to do, what's the difference between you and the one you hate, Gorak Tul?"

"No matter what you do...but at least they are our compatriots, not your enemies."

With a long sigh, Orfa looked at his old friend who responded to him directly for the first time and stretched out his right hand.

Many of the rescued fellow dead souls' souls are no longer the same as before, and some are even like the father and son of Waycrest before, whose souls and bodies may be shattered at any time.

He just wanted to find some people, ask some questions, and use this opportunity to question himself whether his original decision was wrong.

For more than two thousand years, he was the only Drust Thornspeaker left, and as he approached death, he still felt regretful.

Unexpectedly, the cruelty of Gorak Tul and the hatred of Augustus Maple Leaf were beyond his imagination.

Looking at Augustus who remained silent, Orfa said, "The world of the dead you mentioned may really be as you said."

"I don't know if you saw the true side of the world, the cruel truth of death, somewhere in Thros or somewhere else after you died."

"But that may be one-sided...My brother, whether alive or dead, wherever we are is our reality."

At this point, Orfa continued, "If you really believe in your idea, then why don't you persuade everyone?"

"If many people agree with your ideas and many compatriots support you, then why should I stop you?"

"Perhaps I am not qualified to talk about this issue, but do we really have the ability to decide the fate of so many suffering compatriots?"

When Orfa finished asking the three questions, Augustus raised his right hand and said, "Orfa, you have successfully convinced me."

"In my impression, you have always followed the principle of minority obeying majority, but you want to break it today. I am really surprised."

Orfa kept his outstretched right hand still and said, "The premise of following that principle is that it does not violate the bottom line in my heart."

Glancing at the hand of friendship in front of him, Augustus withdrew the power of death that was controlling his fellow Drusts, retracted his right hand, and stood with his hands behind his back.

Looking at his compatriots who suddenly fell to the ground, Augustus said: "My compatriots, you all heard it."

"Orfa pleaded for you, wanting me to let you go."

"Your will is under your own control. I won't interfere too much."

When some of the Drust ghosts heard these words, their more illusory bodies... they couldn't help but reveal smiles of survival on their faces, joy from the bottom of their hearts.

However, Augustus raised his right hand, pressed down two fingers and said, "Don't be happy. You only have three choices now."

"First, whether I succeed or fail in my revenge on Gorak Tul, you will be relocated here."

"Gorak Tul has won. He will not allow you to live in peace in Thros forever. You will repeat your previous fate."

"The Great Thorntalker wins. In addition to the dead who leave this place, your lives will also be in danger."

"The descendants who invaded our land will not watch you continue to live in Thros and influence the world."

With his hands behind his back, a blue-black fireball condensed and suddenly hit Orpha in front of him. Augustus stopped Orpha from interrupting his communication with other cowardly compatriots.

Seeing that his cowardly compatriots were afraid of him, Augustus said, "Second, Orfa and I will cast a spell together to try to send you to the kingdom of the dead."

"This may be the beginning of your new life, where you can be reborn, break away from your past fate, and live a life that is completely different from before."

"But if you insist on making this choice, you are taking a gamble with extremely low odds."

“No matter where you are, the good life in your heart… in our heart is limited by personnel, and this limitation is precisely the opportunity for very few people to achieve.”

Seeing his cowardly compatriot wavering, Augustus smiled and said, "The third option is to join me in defeating Gorak Tul."

"Of course, countless people will die in this process, but those who survive can come with me, and I will take you to the kingdom of the dead."

"You may doubt me... As far as you are concerned, I am your greatest help, not a living being who is completely different from us."

"We are not only Drust, but also the same kind of dead. With my help, the rest of you should be able to avoid some detours."

After explaining the three options, Augustus sneered, "Don't even think about making the first choice. If you make the first choice, you can only choose the second or third one."

Seeing that some of his compatriots were still hesitating, Augustus swung his arm and turned around, his back to the Drust souls behind him who wanted to make a choice.

"Please make your choice within five minutes. This is my last mercy."

As Augustus left his last words of advice, the surrounding Drust souls went from silence to talking to each other in the blink of an eye.

Although some Drust souls were not solid, they were slowly discussing with their companions around them. Some Drust souls who had chosen to follow Augustus before were no exception.

Without listening carefully to the collective chat of the Drust ghosts, Orfa walked up to Augustus and asked quietly: "Augustus, why did you lie to them?"

"You have never been to the land of the dead. You know nothing about what is going on there."

"Those words... were revealed to you by Gorak?"

"He could have made all of this up, and even if he didn't, only some of it is true, and we can't even be sure which ones are true."

Augustus did not respond to Orfa's question, but just nodded slightly.

His behavior angered Orpha, who wanted to step forward...

Reaching out to stop the impulsive Orfa, Augustus held up a black barrier and said, "Orfa, are you sure you can close the door of death?"

"I am very familiar with the auras of those two Waycrests... Gorak Tul has not made a decision. We need sacrifices."

Changing the subject, Augustus said, "What's more, it's just the small number of people you brought with you."

"Do you really think that you can defeat him with just a handful of your elite forces?"

"Gorak Tul has made a deal with a terrible being, but he has not yet decided whether to complete the deal."

Looking out over the mountains and toward the secret place of Gorak Tul, Augustus said, "If he refuses, then you should be able to succeed."

"But if he took that deal because of you guys, I have no idea how powerful he would be."

Recalling the thing he had glimpsed a corner of, Augustus said, "He once made me feel that kind of power."

“It has led me to a lot of discoveries, and it has also allowed me to stop exploring the balance between life and death and focus on death.”

"That thing was just a small temptation, but Gorak Tul didn't care about it and only took advantage of it."

"He once said, 'Everything that can be used should be used, and we should take the initiative to use it to revitalize Drust.' He was too arrogant."

At this moment, Orfa couldn't help but clench his fists, feeling the pressure suddenly increase. He didn't know whether the final result of coming to Zlos this time would be good or bad.

The things that Jaina had taken out before had already made him want to die, and now after hearing the news revealed by Augustus, he felt that the matter was of a serious nature.

If the one making the deal with Gorak Tur was just a demigod, he could still fight to the death, but that kind of being was above a demigod, and he had no idea what terrible disaster the things that kind of being would casually take out would bring to them.

At present, the only beings above demigods he knew of were Elune, the moon goddess worshipped by the night elves, Sargeras, the strongest of the Burning Legion, and the Titan gods praised by many creatures from ancient times to the present.

When he thought of that kind of existence, an existence that could easily create miracles according to historical records, he couldn't help but think of the brief rain of holy light that appeared before... Could it be that the true God hidden behind the curtain of history is about to reappear in the world?

This might be the prelude to the war of faith that would sweep across the world of Azeroth. The more Orfa thought about it, the more scared he became, but his body still managed to stand upright...

“That thing may just be a sweet bait from an unknown entity, a move by Him, just like Gorak Tul kept the Waycrests.”

Not noticing Orfa's abnormality, Augustus maintained the barrier and continued speaking.

"He didn't seize the opportunity brought by Alexander, nor did he seize the opportunity brought by Sebastian Drew. But I think he definitely doesn't want to miss the opportunity brought by you."

"It's fine if the situation doesn't get out of control, but if the result you bring is unacceptable to Gorak Tul, then perhaps the worst case scenario I mentioned will occur... He will take the initiative to accept the power given by that existence."

Calculating the time, Augustus took the initiative to end his chat with Orfa and dispersed the barrier.

His goal has been achieved. No matter what Orfa or Gollak will do in the future, it will be none of his business. Feeling the gaze of a Thorntalker, he already had a new idea of ​​his own.

As long as he can achieve his goal of revenge, he will not be stingy and will give a little... insignificant help. It is the thought of revenge that allows him to hide his strength and live until now.

Although he didn't understand what the descendants of the invaders had done, Augustus was surprised that they didn't just kill Gorak Tur after doing such a thing.

Watching Augustus' confusing behavior of holding up the barrier and then closing it, Arthas looked at his assistant and asked, "Jaina, can you understand what they are communicating?"

Scratching the back of his head and drinking tea, Arthas said, "I really don't understand what they need to talk about, as for opening the barrier."

"Is there some terrifying existence in Thros that would be noticed by just saying its name?"

"Oh, right, if you don't put the monitoring device on the Great Thorntalker, it will... hurt, hurt, hurt!"

Because of Jaina's pinch, Arthas' waist stretched, shrank and twisted, and it was painful. It didn't look painful on the outside, but it was actually painful.

For Arthas, the good days are over because the woman next to him has grown to the point where she can pinch him at a short distance without using her hands.

Long-distance monitoring, to some extent, at this stage, Jaina has surpassed many statistics table mages, and she has even done some things that legendary mages cannot do.

After taking a sip of pudding tea, Jaina said, "Arthas, I do know a lot of languages."

"But, I don't understand sign language or lip reading at all. I've never learned it... I just understand the hints between us. These are what I understand."

"There is a basic spell among mages that allows people who do not speak the same language to communicate, but this spell cannot... My problem is that I cannot understand sign language or lip reading."

"So, you ask me, what can I do?"

Closing her eyes and lying down, Jaina turned her back to Arthas and said, "If I am really as omnipotent as you think, do I still need to follow you around?"

"Whoever dares to disturb my relaxing and leisurely life, I will calculate the best time in advance, use the sheep transformation technique, chop him up with a knife, and then roast him for you to eat. Wouldn't it be better?!"

Hearing Jaina's arrogant words, Arthas glanced at Jaina's back, picked up the brown sugar shrimp jelly and swallowed it in one gulp!

Having been with Jaina for such a long time, he had never seen Jaina's sheep transformation skill when he encountered a battle with a strong enemy. Transfiguration was very useful, but it was mostly used to fool people.

To deal with ordinary soldiers, the noble Transfiguration, sometimes... huh? It seems that it is used secretly, and it has never been used on a large scale.

When Arthas and Jaina were in a cold war, thinking about the previous conversation between Ulfa and Augustus, Augustus' voice suddenly came from the screen in front of them.

"The time has come. Have you all made your choices?"

"There is no room for regret. You are all responsible for your choices."

"Now, those who want to go to the Shadow Realm go ahead of me, and those who want to follow me come behind me."