After a short trip, Arthas and others arrived at the camp in the Tirisfal Mountains.
Alsace had already arranged for people to set up this camp on the outskirts of the Whispering Forest, just to facilitate today's expedition. Although there were not many people, it was better to have an emergency camp than not.
Jaina has been waiting here for a while. She has almost moved her mage tower to Theramore, where she continues to learn magic while exercising her abilities.
Anyway, for Jaina, who is proficient in teleportation spells, with accurate location coordinates, teleporting between Dalaran and Theramore is no different from walking through a door.
Therefore, she was one of the first people to arrive at the camp.
Although this camp is built in the mountains and forests and looks inconspicuous, Alsace has equipped a dozen privy knights who have experienced many battles to guard it, and even sent two Knights of the Silver Hand to garrison here year-round.
The whispers of the Whispering Forest are not just a legend. Beings who have lived here for a long time can hear the chattering whispers. Therefore, as early as the Arathor Empire, no one lived in this area.
People at that time didn't know where the whispers came from, but that didn't mean they didn't know the danger lurked in the voice.
Coupled with the secret guidance of Tyr's guards, all the residents living near the Whispering Forest were moved to the outskirts of the mountains.
For this camp, there is no difference between letting ordinary soldiers guard it and letting them die, because even Arthas' carefully selected warriors need all kinds of magic to be immune from the dark thoughts of the servants of the Old God. Props assistance.
Of course, these preparations are only for the guards stationed here. For Alsace and the others who are about to enter the source of whispers and face the dark existence, these things appear to be dispensable.
Jaina, holding her staff, was doing magic modeling of the surrounding woodland, constructing a clear enough three-dimensional map.
"Our location is on the outskirts of this area called the Whispering Forest, but this forest is not that big. It only takes about two or three hours for us to reach the source of this mysterious influence."
Jaina's finger touched the map, and the entire map began to zoom in, focusing on a lake. "Here, this lake is the source that has influenced the Whispering Forest for dozens of centuries."
"A lake?" Gavin Rad scratched his stubbled chin, "Maybe it's a water monster or something like that?"
"No one knows, Gavin Ladd. According to records, this forest has not had human activity for thousands of years. No one knows what is in this lake." Dathrohan slapped Gavin Rad on the shoulder with a heavy hammer, knocking the knight staggering.
Seeing Gavin Radd rubbing his shoulders and complaining to Dathrohan, Arthas said to everyone, "Three thousand years ago, Emperor Thoradin and his guards disappeared without a trace in this forest. We have reason to think there’s something terrible hidden inside.”
Everyone knows about Emperor Thoradin's wisdom and prowess. He is almost a common example for all kings of mankind. Moreover, the emperor holding the divine sword is a powerful warrior in his own right. At that time, he and his royal guards disappeared from the world, and they also disappeared. It caused an uproar in human civilization.
Even in his twilight years, Emperor Thoradin, who had fought countless battles, still had strength that ordinary people could not match, and the bodyguards he led were also the best among the best.
Such a team disappeared without a trace in the Whispering Forest, making the knights of the Silver Hand suddenly become serious.
There are now seven of them, all of whom are leaders among humans. Almost all the top combat power of the Silver Hand are present, and Magni and Muradin, who are still on the road, are also top experts among the dwarves.
Needless to say, Jaina is probably the most talented and youngest archmage in the history of the Kirin Tor. Such a team is definitely better than Emperor Thoradin's expedition team back then.
Arthas originally wanted to call Kael'thas, but he seemed to have encountered something. He had left Elrethalas and returned to his hometown of Silvermoon City, and even no one in Dalaran could contact him.
Jaina could call other helpers from Dalaran, but there were not many Kaizi who could compete in all aspects except from the six-person council.
So there is no need for new magical assistance for the time being. In fact, this battle mainly relies on the power of the Holy Light, because this is the true nemesis of the void.
Including Arthas himself, there are a total of six top paladins of the Silver Hand, and two artifacts forged from the core of the Naaru. The living Krasis is here today, and Arthas can find a way to save him.
And it is more than enough to purify a corpse without the added activity of Twilight cultists, plus Tyr's remaining power.
After simply assigning tasks, the seven-man team rested temporarily in the camp, waiting for the arrival of Magni and Muradin.
At dawn on the second day, Magni and Muradin rode griffins and landed in the camp. The absolute combat power of the seven alliances set off from the camp and quickly rushed to the lake in the Whispering Forest.
As soon as they arrived at the lake, they had not yet felt the humid lake breeze. Except for Alsace, almost all the expressions of the other paladins changed.
Ordinary people may not be able to notice these whispers hidden under the waves and interspersed in the forest wind. They need to be exposed to polluted areas for a long time to be affected.
But as believers of the Holy Light, the Paladins noticed the almost overwhelming malice almost instantly. It was as if fire and water were incompatible, and something was reacting violently with the power of their Holy Light.
And this reaction manifested itself in the almost continuous whispers. The rich experience of the first-generation paladins and old Mograine made them respond immediately.
They either opened the Holy Deed or bowed their heads with their warhammers in prayer. Fortunately, among the corruption and madness, there were indeed other voices hidden, which was a power that made the Paladins particularly at ease.
Arthas was exactly the opposite of his teachers and comrades-in-arms. When the forces of the void encountered it, they avoided it like the god of plague. Some of the void energies that had no time to escape were attracted by the sacred contract around his waist. After being torn in, it was instantly assimilated into the holy light.
The reaction of Jaina and the two dwarves was not as strong as that of the Paladins, but their extraordinary nature also allowed them to easily detect the unique influence.
Jaina supported herself with a magical barrier to filter out the whispers, while Arthas helped Magni and Muradin apply the blessing of the Holy Light, shielding them from the influence.
"Holy light, what ominous existence is buried here?" Tirion subconsciously held his platinum war hammer tightly, sighing with a little shock.
Uther also looked solemn, "Tirisfal actually still has such a danger? We must do our best to eradicate it-"
Alsace was about to respond, but was interrupted by another voice coming from the wind.
"You shouldn't be here, you shouldn't be in this cursed place."
