Deceiving the Burning Legion at the beginning: Conquer the heavens for me

As a group of free undead, what is the main reason why the Forsaken hate Arthas so much?

Because Arthas killed his father, because Arthas destroyed Lordaeron? Because Arthas killed them? In fact, this is not the main reason.

After becoming an undead and being enslaved, you may have self-awareness and you can move, but you have to watch your body rot day by day. No matter how thirsty you are, you can't drink the sweet spring water. No matter how hungry you are, you can't eat food. There will be a feeling of fullness.

As an undead, they have no sense of being alive, no fear, and are tireless, but they have free will. Even if they see the most beautiful person of the opposite sex, they are powerless.

Maybe female undead still have that ability, but they won't have that feeling, and male undead don't have that kind of thing at all.

While still serving as a ranger general, Sylvanas maintained an unclear relationship with her ranger apprentice Nathanos.

They even spent the night at each other's house, completing the achievement of a stormy night.

After being enslaved by Arthas, Sylvanas found her former apprentice as soon as she regained her free will, and used her power of death to restore his free will.

But the two of them could never go back to the past. Nathanos called himself the queen, and there was only admiration and loyalty for him in his eyes, and there was nothing else.

Now besides revenge like Arthas, the Banshee Queen no longer thinks about anything else, only revenge is in her eyes.

Love, friendship, family affection, all these things no longer exist.

Only revenge is her belief in living. It is because of this belief that the forgotten people she leads remain in this world.

But now! After an undead saw him, his nosebleed actually flowed out, and his white bone face even blushed, showing such a shy expression.

The other party obviously had no eyes, but Sylvanas could feel that his eyes were staring at her indescribable position, and he even asked for her underwear.

That kind of passionate feeling, that kind of beautiful night between men and women, the undead can't feel it, and she will never feel that way again.

"Madam, I can see that you seem to be very sad. Are those things next to your eyes tears?" Brooke said.

Sylvanas snorted coldly, clenched her little fist, and hit the skull hard on the head.

"You don't need to worry about this! Who are you?" The Banshee King became angrier as she spoke, and beat the skeleton with her small fists.

"Ouch! It hurts so much! But I feel very happy to be beaten by such a beautiful beauty, yo ho ho ho ho ho!" Even after being beaten, Brooke laughed with great happiness.

Then, under the stunned eyes of everyone, all the Forgotten Ones, a big bump appeared on the skull's head.

"My Holy Light!" An undead man who was a priest or a paladin in life cried out in utter amazement.

Whether or not you made a mistake, whether you made a mistake or not, you are just as weird as you are.

But you are a skeleton, you are a skeleton, your nose bleeds, and your head becomes swollen and swollen. Where does your blood come from?

Where did the meat on your swollen bun come from?

"The Holy Light is indeed beautiful! I was illuminated by the Holy Light. It was a very comfortable feeling, as if I had returned to my mother's arms, and as if I was in a warm ocean." Brooke turned to look at the person who emits the Holy Light. The praising undead warrior spoke.

At this moment, some undead creatures who still believed in the Holy Light seemed to have hope in the Holy Light again.

"What on earth are you? What on earth are you! Tell me? Is this some kind of deceptive illusion magic?

Is this a spell I've never seen before? You are simply a living person. "Sylvanas looked a little excited. She pushed Brooke to the ground hard, then grabbed his collar and yelled viciously.

But her vision is the vision of the shadow world, the vision of the dead. Some illusions cannot deceive her, the queen of banshees.

The skeleton in front of him had no flesh on his body, but he did have a bump on his head and nosebleeds.

He looks like an undead but behaves like a living person.

The more this happens, the more resentful and angry Sylvanas becomes. Why, why do you feel that way?

Not being able to eat, drink, or sleep can actually be tolerated.

But the instinct to reproduce is the most fundamental purpose of life. Who knows the pain of not being able to reproduce?

As a female high elf who has lived for more than a thousand years, how could she not have a certain partner in her long life?

Even his own ranger apprentice was not the first guest to enter the scene.

Even his eldest sister Alleria had close relationships with some male elves before she met Turalyon.

This is not love, this relationship is just the instinctive need for life to reproduce.

The three sisters are relatively conservative. In Silver Moon City, the female elves who have lived for thousands of years have a life that is so corrupt that it is outrageous.

Sylvanas knew very well the virtues of her people. Every blood elf, male or female, was a master in this area.

This is also the reason why the three sisters chose humans as their partners.

"My name is Brooke, and I am the one who ate the fruit of hell, lady! I feel your endless sadness. You must have a very tragic past, right?" Brooke had been beaten into a pig's head at this time, but still He reluctantly opened his skull mouth and showed an ugly smile.

"You don't need to worry about it, you ugly guy." Damn you bastard, who doesn't know why I'm like this? Don't you know about Arthas' massacre of Quel'Thalas?

"Please allow me to play a song for you! I am a musician. My music may not eliminate your sadness, but at least it can make you feel better." Brooke said.

"The death of Arthas will make me feel happy." The Banshee King said with a ferocious expression.

"Actually, you should smile. It's been a long time since you smiled happily, right?

I have decided, before I leave here and see my captain, lady, I will definitely make you smile sincerely once, yohohohoho. "Brook said.

"Roar! Ah! Wow!" Sylvanas flew into the air, let out a sharp roar, and turned into a terrifying banshee form. Her entire face began to distort, becoming extremely terrifying and gloomy.

"That day will never come. I am the Banshee King. There is only hatred in my heart. I put him in the dungeon and locked him up with chains. I want you to feel the pain of the forgotten."