The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

Swish, swish, swish! The Drust ghosts who had made their choices floated back and forth, swishing, swishing! They stood in front of and behind Augustus one after another, their positions were clear, and the difference in number between the front and the back was quite large.

Many of the Drust souls present had supported Augustus in their quest for revenge against Gorak Tul for betraying his sworn promise.

As a result, in just five minutes of thinking time, many Drust betrayed Augustus and came to the camp he thought was the cowardly camp, waiting for the two legendary Drust to open the door and send them away.

Augustus applauded the choice made by his compatriots in front of him and said, "Well, you made what you think is the right choice."

After saying that, he turned to look at the Great Thorntalker and said, "Orfa, you can let those two Peeps out."

"You and I can't open the door to the kingdom of the dead, but they should be able to."

"Humans who have been spying on this place for a long time, are you still hiding this from your allies?"

Hearing this, Orfa, who was about to try to open the passage to the Kingdom of Death, was suddenly shocked.

According to Augustus, could it be that Arthas and Jaina have been following him secretly?

In this case, doesn't it mean...

As if, just as Augustus said, there really were peepers spying around, a portal suddenly appeared between the two parties' selected members.

Under the gaze of many Drust ghosts, a pair of black and gray combat boots with a skull on them walked out, and the skull's empty eyes emitted a faint blue light.

When this set of black and gray armor revealed its skull-spike shoulder armor, all the Drust ghosts present felt a pressure that came from their souls.

This suffocating feeling that oppressed the dead almost shattered some of the unsolid Drust souls, and those who were afraid felt genuine fear.

When the magic sword on the male peeper's waist revealed a hint of cold light, the Drust ghosts suddenly felt that their own souls were cut by the cold sword energy, and some of them became even more afraid.

"Don't be afraid, we are here to take you away."

At this moment, a soft female voice came from the portal, and calming magic came with the voice, temporarily soothing the fear of the Drust ghost.

"We just encountered some trouble on the road and are a little late."

The female peeper in military uniform walked out of the portal and raised her finger at the female Thorn Speaker next to the Thorn Speaker Lecock, and a soft blue light shot towards her.

In the blink of an eye, Jaina grasped the block of light and placed it in the ring on her left hand before its light disappeared.

After doing all this, she bowed slightly to Orfa and said apologetically, "Great Thorn Speaker, with this, I can accurately locate your position."

"Before taking action, I have already made everything clear to you. Please understand."

Seeing Jaina raise her hand to make a rectangle, Orpha remembered the little surprise that Jaina had marked on her personal ice curtain when the team was divided before, a little surprise that could provide support at any time.

So that's the case. It's impossible for a wizard to spy on everything that happens in a place like this.

Otherwise, countless creatures in Azeroth would choose to become mages. Even if they don't have the talent, they would at least learn a skill to guard against this outrageous spying technique.

Easily twisting the facts, Jaina said, "Mr. Augustus, do you also need the service of being teleported to the realm of the dead?"

"If we miss it this time, there will be no room for regret when we accidentally fail."

Looking in the direction of the peeper, Augustus shook his head and said, "I will not regret it, and I don't believe I will fail."

Hearing this, Jaina sighed and pointed at Arthas' black cotton cloak, signaling him to start.

After receiving the queen's instructions, the aloof king did not move... He slowly reached out and grasped his shoulders, then slowly pulled out Frostmourne from the scabbard at his waist.

When Frostmourne was unsheathed, a sudden cold light flashed, and a cold wind blew, blowing through all the souls around.

Raising his hand to wipe the sword, Arthas then grasped the hilt of the demon sword with both hands, pointing the sword to the sky, and the silent pressure he brought became even heavier.

Seeing that most of the surrounding Drust spirits were intimidated, Arthas said to Jaina: "You, point out a direction."

The cold and cruel voice instantly pierced into the hearts of the surrounding Drust souls, like the words of the god of death.

After receiving the order, Jaina raised her right hand and pointed to the sky above her head and said, "Here it is, my knight."

At this moment, Arthas's aura suddenly increased, and a dazzling beam of icy light shot up into the sky from the sword of Frostmourne.

At the same time, an invisible force emanated from Jaina's finger pointing to the sky and shot into the frost aura that wanted to freeze the sky.

Under the cover of her knight, king special effects, she opened a dark door of death in the air.

The knight next to her was in a state of depression, and she was almost the same. Both the crown and the suit had a long cool-down period, at least until this morning.

Opening the magical door, Jaina said loudly: "Everyone, the gate of the Eternal City is open to you."

"The world of the dead is waiting for you in the sky. Those who want to leave can leave now."

"If you do not wish to leave, then I shall have no choice but to lend you a hand, or let us face the mad Gorak Tul together."

"Or, my Knight King will give you a ride. It won't hurt at all."

Before Jaina could finish her words, a brave Drust soul, at the instruction of Augustus, took the initiative to accept the attraction of Death's Door and slowly floated towards the gate to the Eternal City.

Feeling that someone was coming to its door, the Gate of Death increased its suction, opened its dark and deep mouth, and swallowed the first brave man with a gulp.

Seeing that this door was so strange and terrifying, the remaining Drust souls became afraid again. This door wanted to devour their souls alive, just like their leader used their soul power as the energy source of the communication array.

The sound of applause suddenly rang out, and Augustus said, "The other side is indeed the world of the dead. I just felt it."

"My compatriots, you don't need to be afraid. If you want to leave, just leave. She didn't deceive us."

However, none of the Drust souls in front of Augustus were willing to believe what he said, and they all took a step back.

Seeing that no one was willing to take the initiative to go second, Augustus turned around and pointed at the Drust soul whose soul was not particularly solid.

Feeling the pressure released by Augustus, the Drust ghost said, "Okay, Lord Augustus."

"I am willing to leave here, I just hope your plan can succeed."

After saying goodbye to his compatriot in just two words, the Drust ghost leaped suddenly and was instantly sucked into the Death Gate.

This time, Death's Gate did not make any swallowing sound, but only silently swallowed up the harmless black wind.

Folding his arms, Augustus glanced at his frightened compatriots and said, "I have already sent two people up. What about you? Are you going to continue to linger here?"

"If you are not willing to bear the consequences of your choices, then there is no need for you to stay here."

At this time, Arthas cooperated very well and inserted Frostmourne into the ground, causing the Dark Lord around him to gradually crack.

He was definitely assisting the Drust ghost on the opposite side, and the icy light emanating from the cracked ground was proof of that.

At the same time, Jaina's hands in her pockets turned gently, and a stronger suction force suddenly appeared in the Gate of Death in the sky.

Under the triple threat, many Drust souls were forcibly sucked into the sky, and the earth in their hands ruthlessly rejected their requests to stay.

Faced with the cruel fate, some Drust souls looked up at the hideous giant mouth, leaving behind drops of tears that left with them.

Some of the Drust souls hugged each other, pulled each other, and spoke their last words to each other, and were swept into the door of death by the dark wind.

Some Drust ghosts looked at the group of demons below with resentment. While hating the demons, they also hated themselves for not giving it a try.

……

Time was so ruthless that it did not give any Drust souls a chance to regret. The demons below watched them being ruthlessly swallowed by the Soul Devouring Gate.

Hoho, two scarlet eyes suddenly appeared in the Death Gate in the air, staring at the remaining Drust souls.

Augustus smiled lightly at the malicious gate in the air, waved his hand and shot out a beam of blue-black light into the sky.

In an instant, a blue-black beam of light passed through the center of the Death Gate and shot higher, and the Death Gate gradually dissipated.

With a cold snort, Augustus looked at Arthas and said, "At this point, Caesar Waycrest, are you going to continue your tricks?"

With the same cold snort, Arthas put away Frostmourne and glanced at Augustus and the Drust soul behind him with an extremely cold look.

There was a sudden sound of "thump thump thump". Augustus and his subordinates were forced to take a step back by this look, as if they had suffered a heavy blow, but they all blocked it.

"Your information is outdated, Augustus Maple Leaf. You'd better put away those inappropriate thoughts."

After leaving a harsh remark in a cold voice, Arthas pulled Jaina, who had nothing to do, and walked into the portal that had brought them here before.

When Arthas and Jaina returned to the cozy little camp, Augustus and other Drust souls all felt that the pair of indifferent blue eyes in their hearts had disappeared.

With a sigh, Augustus turned to look at Orfa and asked, "Who are they, the Great Thorntalkers?"

"He's not Caesar Waycrest, that's his pseudonym, and there's that little girl who's hiding something."

"Is the Midgard so terrible that the remaining Drust died because of it, and is this why you have the confidence to come to Thros?!"

The owner of the Axe Eye just now, this power exceeded Augustus's estimation of Arthas's true strength.

Originally, Augustus thought that anyone who could be treated so carefully by Gorak Tur was strong enough, but he did not expect that Arthas had such ability.

This ability was extremely terrifying compared to the news he received when he dealt with the rebels.

The unexpected news made him think of the reason he had always believed for the complete demise of the Midgard Drust.

Hearing Augustus' loud question, Orfa shook his head and said, "Augustus, Drust is not destroyed."

Orfa was helpless about this special old friend who was unwilling to listen to his explanation before the rescue operation began.

Although Orfa didn't understand how Augustus knew Arthas's pseudonym, when he thought of the Holy Light of Nature, he automatically filled in some more information in his mind.

In his eyes, the source of the changes in Jaina and Lucia must be Arthas, a special disease that is transmitted from person to person.

Without giving it much thought, Orfa explained, "It's just that the Drust, who was once as tall as us, has changed over the past thousand years and is no longer the same as before."

"I am the last of the old Drust Thornspeakers. My descendants are as tall as they are, and they are just exceptions among the people."

"We'll talk about the rest on the way. Actually..."

In the temporary rescue command post, when Arthas wanted to sink some things, Jaina grabbed his hand.

She looked up into Arthas' eyes and said, "Arthas, keep this as a souvenir."

"We might come back and leave them behind. They are ours..."

Raising his slender white hand, Arthas leaned forward and kissed her, leaving behind an icy kiss mark.

Without waiting for Jaina to respond, Arthas said, "Of course, Jaina."

Bang! Jaina angrily hit Arthas's palm and said, "Can you change your voice according to the situation? I've told you so many times."

Turning around silently and picking up the things around him, Arthas did not respond to this question.

He knew the woman behind him very well, and what she had just done was just an act of looking for trouble.

Sometimes, she doesn't say that.

Besides, in order to maintain his power, he would easily lose his voice if he used his original voice. It was tiring to call on the Holy Light every day.

Sometimes, with a very tacit mouthpiece, he only needs a few words to bring out the Lich King's strengths.

With Jaina's assistance, facing the situation just now, he didn't need to accumulate momentum for a long time to achieve his desired goal.

This is what a man next to the queen should do. He is so awe-inspiring without even getting angry, and so majestic. It is time to show the dark spirit of the Lich King.

Coming to Arthas' ear, Jaina shouted, "Hey, are you listening to me, Arthas!"

The Crown of Domination blocked Arthas's secret technique, a block of ice without mixed gases... The sound became louder, causing Arthas' ears to hurt, and he quickly melted the ice.

I'm so angry. I learned physics in vain. I have to think of a way to solve this problem... Why do I have to use it... What are the side effects!

Leaving behind the recliner and some sundries, Arthas turned around and said, "Jaina, I have finished packing what belongs to me."

"Your things, I won't...Okay, I'll help you get them."

Seeing Jaina lying on the recliner, Arthas swallowed his anger and bent down again.

He followed Queen Jaina's orders, ignored her strange look, and reached out to place the four screens and the map on Jaina's belly.

Lazy pig, when you get a little fatter, let me laugh at you and force you to lose weight.

Not feeling Arthas' malicious gaze, Jaina drank the red drink in her hand comfortably, stretched, and stood up.

Picking up her belongings and folding the recliner flat, Jaina left only the map and stuffed everything else into the ring on her right hand.

After cleaning up the things here, Jaina pointed at the map and said, "Arthas, I'll take you to borrow something, are you willing?"

Hearing that Jaina was well versed in borrowing, Arthas leaned close to Jaina and said, "No problem, I'll do it!"

Staring at the map in Jaina's hand and a flashing golden dot on it, Arthas was very confused.

What exactly was the thing that he was asked to borrow?

This thing could actually make Jaina so excited, and even made Arthas a little excited... When he was a child, he took Jaina to see...

Returning from the future world of Boralus, Arthas discovered only one thing.

Apart from the black dragon bloodline, he got nothing else... No way, I, Arthas Menethil, have fallen to the point of working as Jaina's employee...

〖Olybos, it was another ordinary day, but the arbitrator encountered a small problem when judging the souls today.

When she was sending a soul to Ardenweald, a ghost suddenly appeared, came in front of her, and openly cut in line.

For the dead who disrupted the order of the trial, she simply waved her hand and sent the soul and its accomplices to where they should go, slowly waiting for their judgment.

A group of Drust ghosts saw the tall building with death features and lived in peace. Some of them were unlucky and fell into a brief silence among themselves.

It turns out that door doesn't eat souls, but it's good for intimidation.

The Eternal City has the function of warming the soul.