"Xal'atath, you should know why I'm here."
Arthas grasped the Blade of the Dark Empire, not afraid of the evil influence emanating from this weapon, and questioned Xal'atath directly.
"Oh, Your Majesty the Great Lich King, I am just a weapon with a little bit of pitiful will left. How can I understand your thoughts?"
Xalatath did not directly tell Arthas what he wanted to know. Her charming and soft voice could tease any man's heart at will, but this move had no effect on Arthas.
Seeing that Xal'atath was still playing riddles with him, Arthas was not polite. The terrifying aura of death was poured directly into the Blade of the Dark Empire. The majestic power washed away, almost destroying Xal'atath's remaining will. Destroy them all.
Although Xal'atath had overestimated Arthas' power as much as possible, she still found that she had underestimated the new Lich King until she actually fell into Arthas' hands.
His power is infinitely greater than that of the timid, cowardly, yet cunning Ner'zhul. Xal'atath originally wanted to use his ability to dance to gain some benefits here in Alsace, but now it seems that , if she doesn't cooperate obediently, she may be completely destroyed.
Sensing the change in Xal'atath's thoughts, Arthas also stopped pressing the Blade of the Dark Empire, "This is a warning. If there is another time, what awaits you will be the baptism of the Holy Light."
Hearing the word "holy light", even Xal'atath couldn't help but tremble. She definitely had other back-up plans, but when she thought that she might be transformed by the holy light into some indescribable strange thing, It's hard to accept.
Void and Holy Light can never look at each other. In the eyes of the life forms of these two camps, each other is as disgusting and disgusting as cockroaches and maggots.
"Okay, okay, you annoying man, you want to find N'Zoth? To be honest, I don't dare to pry too much into the secrets of those complete ancient gods. If they discover my existence, it will definitely not be the same." It's a good thing," Xal'atath changed her previous tone and replied half compromised and half helpless, but she still used her words to talk herself out first, "I don't know exactly what N'Zoth wants to do. All I know is that a group of naga belonging to Azshara went to Pandaria."
Before he finished speaking, a stinging pain made Xal'atath scream, "Ah! Damn Holy Light, I've already told you, you can't do this!"
Alsace frowned, and the light in his hand gradually dissipated. Only then did Xal'atas calm down. Compared to Xal'atas, who didn't know why Alsace suddenly wanted to hurt himself with the holy light, Alsace was even more confused. Most of them are confused about one thing.
Xal'atath doesn't seem to know that Y'Shaarj's heart is still stored?
After being burned by the holy light, Xal'atath immediately realized something. "Is there something else in Pandaria that I don't know about? Something worthy of N'Zoth's covetousness? Titan ruins? Void treasure? No." ...None of them are right.”
Arthas was not surprised by Xal'atath's quick reaction, because this guy had survived for many years under the siege of many ancient gods. If he hadn't been smarter, he would have been wiped out long ago. How could he have retained any willpower to this day? ?
After thinking for a while, Arthas decided to tell Xal'atath the answer to the mystery, "It's the heart, the heart of Y'Shaarj."
"Y'Shaarj?! How is it possible? That guy was killed by Heavenly Father Aman'Thul himself. Oh, how arrogant Y'Shaarj was before his death, and how embarrassed he was when he died." Xal'atath obviously didn't believe Altha According to Si's words, she had hid in a dark corner and witnessed all this with her own eyes. The filthy rain of blood and the mournful screams of the star souls resounded throughout Azeroth that day.
Y'Shaarj was indeed wiped out by the Titans, and even caused irreparable heavy damage to Azeroth. If the Titans had not discovered this, the remaining ancient gods would not have been sealed, but completely destroyed.
However, when Xal'atath discovered that Arthas showed no signs of wavering, she couldn't help but become suspicious, but soon this suspicion turned into another kind of realization, "You are absolutely certain that Y'Shaarj's heart has been destroyed." Retention? Ah...then this is really, intriguing."
Alsace's eyebrows squeezed tighter and tighter. These ancient gods were indeed good at demagogues. Even though her power was blocked by her, her words alone still hit the center of the topic impartially.
Is that why the Titans kept Y'Shaarj's heart?
The already fragile trust relationship finally had a complete crack. Arthas admitted that the Titans' position must be rethought. Maybe they were a party representing order, but whose order this order was, that was not the case. That’s easy to say.
"It seems that we both know some secrets that we don't know about each other. Well... well, maybe forcing you to do something will not be worth the gain. How about we make a deal?" Arthas loaded Xal'atas into A gorgeous royal scabbard, this scabbard fits well. It seems that Alsace has already reserved this position for Xal'atath.
Xal'atath was dangerous enough that Arthas thought it might be best to keep her by his side.
"Deal? My master, I have made many transactions, and I usually put forward the conditions to seduce others, but I have to admit that this time I was attracted to you." Xalatas saw that Arthas did not continue to press. After forcing herself, she was relieved. After all, she didn't want the fish to die until the last moment, and in Alsace's hands, it was hard to say whether the net would be broken or not, and the fish would definitely die.
"Soul, a very simple bargaining chip, you understand."
Arthas didn't say much, but just a few simple words made Xal'atath's will instantly become active. Even Derek and Orgrim, who had not communicated directly with Xal'atath, noticed that Drastic changes in consciousness.
"When it's done, what's N'zoth's belongs to me, and what's yours belongs to you." Alsace proposed a plan that Xal'atath could not refuse, but the dagger immediately calmed down.
"What can I say to refuse you, my dear," Xal'atath's tone returned to normal, "Then it seems we must... communicate in depth."
Following a brief burst of laughter, Xal'atath fell silent, but Arthas knew that she was preparing enough chips to complete the deal.
After finishing the conversation with Xal'atath, Arthas turned his attention to Derek and Orgrim, who were kneeling on one knee. He nodded slightly, "You did a good job. Now, you go and take over this city. As for those Twilight cultists, none of them will be left alive.”
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After finishing the task, Arthas disappeared into the hall. The next second, he returned to the throne hall of Lordaeron, sat back on the throne, lowered his head slightly, and took out the Blade of the Dark Empire. , looking at the ancient runes on the blade, lost in thought.
Is N'Zoth targeting the Heart of Y'Shaarj, or is Azshara plotting this?
Arthas suddenly had an idea - if Xal'atath didn't know that Y'Shaarj still had a heart, does that mean that other ancient gods might not know about it either?
Although it is not certain whether Xal'atath is pretending to be stupid, this may expose some other problems, and if you want to know the answer to this question, you may have to go to another island, isolated from the world for thousands of years... Like Darla.
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