The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Anetheron, we just need to place some baits in Lordaeron to buy time. Do you understand?"

Surrounded by four Nathrezim, a blue-eyed, green-armored Quel'dorei stared at the green evil flame magic mirror and asked indignantly.

She looks weak, but the tone she makes is that of a man.

"Mephistroth, I am sure of myself and I don't need your reminder."

"You are too arrogant, Anetheron. Don't you know how Tichondrius and the others died?"

The next second, the horned bat-winged demon on the other side of the magic mirror sneered and said, "Now, Mal'Ganis and Diselok are completely dead."

"Even if we conquer Silvermoon City, what can we recover by summoning Archimonde?"

(Our souls are protected by both the Emperor and the Twisting Nether, but that sword can destroy them.)

Waving his hand to signal his compatriots to disperse and garrison, Mephistroth said: "Wait until Lord Archimonde arrives and the Burning Legion returns to Azeroth."

(You shouldn't go there, Anetheron. It's too dangerous.)

"Time is always on our side. Your move was too impulsive and disrupted Lord Archimonde's plan."

(We can avenge both of them, but those two alien travelers are too weird.)

"Humph, Mephistroth, the power of both of them has its limits."

Raising his hand to call up the corpses behind him, Anetheron said: "The master is always the master, and the temporary strength is only false."

"Before I made this decision, I did a little trial to verify my thoughts."

At this time, a Nathrezim came to Mephistroth.

"Lord Mephistroth, Kel'Thuzad requests an audience with you."

"Brickell, tell him to wait outside, I have something else to discuss."

Brickell bowed his head and said, "Sir, he discovered something special about Silvermoon City."

"Oh, then let him in, I'd like to hear it, too, Brickell."

Hearing what Anaselon said in the magic mirror, Brickell lowered his head and said, "My lord, I will go right away..."

"Never mind, Brickell, let Kel'Thuzad in."

His body suddenly swelled, and Mephistroth raised his hand and twisted his neck, saying, "Anetheron, since you want to die, I will fulfill your little wish before you die."

"Haha, Mephistroth, I will wait for the result you said and reverse it."

After waiting for a while, Kel'Thuzad floated slowly behind Mephistroth and bowed.

At the same time, Brickel and the other three Nathrezim raised their hands, channeled the fel energy in their bodies, and instantly teleported away from here.

Continuing to cast the psychic spell, Anetheron said, "Okay, Kel'Thuzad, you can talk now. Everyone else has left."

Looking at Kel'Thuzad, Mephistroth echoed: "Archlich, what have you discovered?"

"Lord Mephistroth, Lord Anetheron, there have been some changes in Silvermoon City."

Kel'Thuzad raised his hand and guided wisps of blue light to emerge from his hand. He said, "It may look like arcane magic, but this power is indeed the power of Holy Light."

"This kind of power is no different from that of Arthas yesterday, except that it has a disguise that looks real."

Kel'Thuzad guided out wisps of red flames and said, "I have collected his power. I suspect Arthas and Jaina have gone to Silvermoon City."

Seeing the energy in Kel'Thuzad's hands, Mephistroth said, "Anetheron, it's real."

"This is the power of one person. No matter how the power of holy light changes, it cannot be faked."

Lifting his chin with two fingers, Mephistroth said, "It seems that they have used means unknown to us to break through our blockade of Silvermoon City."

"This is very similar to the special death power mentioned in the message that Tichondrius desperately sent back yesterday."

"He could not escape from that realm, but Arthas could come to Silvermoon..."

"Haha, Mephistroth, Kel'Thuzad, you all guessed wrong."

Raising his hand and shaking it, Anaselon condensed an image and said, "Take a good look. What is that prince doing?"

Hearing this, the demon and the undead looked carefully through the magic mirror and saw that the two people were actually huddled in the bear car, laughing and teasing the girl who looked reluctant.

However, at this moment, the smiling Prince of Lordaeron's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and he put down his big hand that was feeding the girl the lollipop.

He waved his hand and a beam of holy light shone on the souls hiding outside the bear car. He shouted: "Jaina, there are enemies spying on us!"

"Okay, Arthas."

Before he finished speaking, Anaselon waved his hand and the condensed image suddenly dissipated, and a purple lightning bolt made the peeping souls dissipate.

"Look, the changes you're talking about are totally fake."

With evil flames burning in his eyes, Anetheron said, "I will try my best to hold them back in this area, or kill them."

"I think if we let them go east, we will fail in the end."

Clenching his claws into fists, Anaselon turned off the real-time communication of the magic mirror, leaving a few words to float in the ears of the puzzled undead.

"I will fight and retreat, not defend one place, and try to buy as much time as possible for our plan."

With a flame of black shadow burning on his left hand, Mephistroth said, "Kel'Thuzad, that idiot has shut down the communication."

"Now, what do you and Ner'zhul think about this?"

Kel'Thuzad knelt down and said, "Lord Mephistroth, it will take some time to break the barrier."

"But, the master is still missing something..."

Lifting the humble lich in front of him with his left hand, Mephistroth said, "Master, Kel'Thuzad?"

"Tell me, lich, who is your master?"

"Lord Mephistroth, Ner'zhul does not want to expend his own power to summon Archimonde."

After saying this, Kel'Thuzad's voice suddenly became excited.

At this moment, he didn't even feel the shadow flame burning on his face.

"He was unwilling to be a pawn from the beginning. He has a rebellious nature!"

"Lord Mephistroth, we can't waste time in Silvermoon City like this any longer. This will not benefit the Master's plan at all!"

"I understand that the Burning Legion urgently needs to descend upon Azeroth."

Putting down the lich who revealed his true identity, Mephistroth said: "I will deal with Ner'zhul, but the matter of Silvermoon City..."

After a pause, Mephistroth asked, "Kel'Thuzad, are you sure you can buy some more time?"

Raising his hand to freeze the shadow flames on his face, Kel'Thuzad said: "If everything goes well, I can capture Silvermoon City."

"But then, Lor'themar Theron appeared."

Shaking the ice off his face, Kel'Thuzad said, "Even if you ask the other masters to stay and assist me, I'm not sure."

"Power at a moment's notice is also power. The most terrifying thing is that the enemy can fully utilize this power at a moment's notice without any obstruction."

Nodding, Mephistroth said coldly: "I am asking how long you can delay, Kel'Thuzad."

"Lord Mephistos, four days at most. This is the conclusion I came to because I overestimated him."

After getting the confirmation, Mephistroth raised his hand and held down Kel'Thuzad, and a soft azure force instantly entered Kel'Thuzad's body.

However, although this power seemed gentle, it caused Kel'Thuzad immense pain. His soul was being stripped away, and his life box was completely useless.

"Lich, I'll give you an identity, and I believe you can make the most of it."

Mephistroth extracted Kel'Thuzad's soul and twisted it into a ball. "If the final outcome is unfavorable, you should be able to take someone away."

Bang! Mephistroth stomped his foot to the ground, and an ice coffin emerged from underneath. It was the Quel'dorei he had transformed into before.

She had blonde hair, green armor, and a long bow. Her eyes were tightly closed. Her complexion was not so pale and bluish, but white with a hint of red. She was still breathing.

"I spent a lot of effort to create this body, but unfortunately the play I prepared for myself... is now handed over to you."

Shattering the ice coffin with one punch, Mephistroth injected the blue soul ball into this living body and infused it with the power of death.

"Kel'Thuzad... Alleria Windrunner, it's time for you to wake up."

"Until I succeed in summoning Archimonde, everything here is in your hands, the expedition hero of Quel'Thalas."