Chapter 300

"Little girl, I can't tell whether your reappearance is a good thing or a bad thing for this world. Have you decided?" the archbishop said helplessly.

"My child, being of the Lordareon royal family might now be a curse for you; your brother has caused too much harm to this world, and countless people want to kill him, to kill the Lich King Arthas."

"I know! Our Menethil family has failed this land, failed all the people living on this land."

"My brother has done something that incurs the wrath of both gods and men; he is a complete monster."

"But if it's Uther, as long as I appear before him, he will surely accept me; I should reveal myself before my people, and moreover that great Holy Light God will surely save me." said Princess Jaina.

"Perhaps others won't forgive him, perhaps others would rather kill her, the Lich King's sister, but she believes Uther will surely understand her."

"Since you want to go, little girl, I'll accompany you; we're heading to the Holy Light Academy Chapel to see Uther!" the archbishop sighed helplessly, nodded, and said.

"No matter what, he cannot let go of this world; if he could truly be resurrected, he would still have to exert himself once more for this troubled world."

"The master and disciple nodded at each other, then left the small wooden hut where they had lived for years, heading to the Chapel of the Holy Light's Wish."

"Countless reclusive paladins, as well as disheartened priests, and even many members of the Scarlet Crusade, came to the Chapel of the Holy Light's Wish to pay homage to this great holy giant, the Holy Light God."

"Even some paladins from the Alliance, some paladins and priests from the Blood Elf group, came to the Chapel of the Holy Light's Wish."

"After Luode returned to Undercity, a prominent figure also arrived in Undercity."

"Thrall never expected you to come to Undercity, please come in!" Luode laughed and ushered Thrall into Undercity.

"My friend, I dare to disturb you; you are now a noble demigod, but I am merely a mortal."

"Perhaps in a thousand or ten thousand years, you will still remember this old friend of mine; by then I fear I will already be lying in my grave." Thrall said.

"Hahaha! If you wish, I can grant you several hundred years of lifespan, Warchief, so you can continue to lead the Horde." Luode said.

"If Thrall continues to serve as Warchief of the Horde, that would also be a good thing for the Horde—at least far better than some brainless oaf."

"You are truly generous. It seems we are indeed living in two worlds; after you became a demigod, our contact has dwindled."

"But please remember, Luode, my friend, if you ever need the Horde's help, just speak up." Thrall said with a smile.

"I will, for example, in this Northrend expedition, the Horde has sent an elite army to jointly participate in the war against the Lich King." Luode said.

"He could sense it; Thrall's words this time had hidden meaning, though his own level had even surpassed that of a demigod."

"He truly didn't want to meddle in mortal affairs; before, he still wanted Kaido to lead the Horde."

"But now he and Kaido have no interest in that; there's no way around it—as his strength increased, his horizons broadened."

"I've heard of that mysterious resurrection technique! My friend, I have a request: can you let me see my parents again?"

"And our Horde's great hero, Grommash Hellscream." Thrall asked.

"In principle, summoning souls back from the Shadow Realm would break the balance between the two worlds."

"Although I have resurrection abilities, I can only revive those lingering spirits still present in the world, not souls that have departed."

"But your parents, as well as Grommash Hellscream, have already left this world; are you sure you want me to help you summon them back from the Shadow Realm?" Luode asked.

"After joining the Horde, Thrall indeed provided himself with many conveniences."

"When he was still weak in the early stages, he gave himself tremendous support; Luode is not the type to abandon an ally after crossing the river."

"If Thrall were to speak up, he would help, but it's not the Reincarnation Innate Technique—that technique is simply too shocking and outrageous."

"What is now publicly known is only his own cheap son, whom the Holy Light God can use; that cheap son of his is currently in the Eastern Plaguelands, having gathered a great deal of human faith, and his Holy Light power is growing stronger."

"My friend! I really want to see my parents once more; please help me with this—if you do, the Horde will unconditionally do three things for you." Thrall said.

"I understand; if you insist on this, no problem, and the Horde doesn't need to do three things for me! This is my repayment to you, Warchief." Luode said.

"I've heard that performing this special resurrection ritual requires sacrifices; I've even caught three quillboar to bring over, along with my parents and part of the remains of Hellscream." Thrall said.

"Before coming, he had already figured out what was needed and what it would be like after being resurrected by this spell; although it's not quite like being alive, it's still better than being dead."

"Moreover, that powerful undead form, Thrall has also witnessed it; some warlocks even rate it as more perfect than being alive, and many warlocks wish to actively transform into that state."

"Luode nodded, brought Thrall to an open space behind Undercity, then took the offerings Thrall handed over and extracted some flesh and blood from them."

"He directly performed the Impure World Reincarnation technique!"

"He himself had not eaten the Chakra Fruit; merely possessing the Rinnegan allowed him to easily summon spirits from the Shadow Realm."

"Needless to say now, soon three spirits were summoned over."

"However, these three spirits were somewhat strange; a male and female orc were Thrall's parents."

"They had brown skin, their souls appeared translucent, looking extremely weak, and could possibly dissipate at any moment."

"But the other one was even more miserable; his soul remained only half, and even his entire body had turned translucent."

"It looked extremely weak, a listless state, and even when Luode summoned it, it had no self-awareness whatsoever."

"Your parents' souls are fine, but Grommash Hellscream's soul is too weak; I will revive your parents first."

"The two wild boar used as sacrifices let out miserable cries; countless flying paper scraps and something like clay wrapped around them, then they were transformed into the likeness of Thrall's parents."

"The chieftain of the Frostwolf Clan, Durotan, and his wife Draka!"

"My love, I never expected to see you again; I thought we had parted forever."

"Have we escaped that hell? That hellish place—will we no longer suffer torment there?" Draka said.

"I don't know, but this is likely some kind of sorcery; did you summon us, my clansmen, or even humans?"

"Father, mother! I am the Ancient One'er, your son." Thrall exclaimed excitedly.

"My child, you, you're not dead—how wonderful; please, please never go to that world, for that world is a living hell."

"They said we were guilty, split us apart, and then tormented us day and night, making us contribute mental energy." The eyes of Thrall's parents flashed with fear; they were terrified of the Shadow Realm to the extreme.

"It's all right, father, mother; you are safe now."

"The three embraced, though a glint of sharpness flashed in Thrall's eyes."

"His parents, in the afterlife world, had suffered tremendous torment, while Luode had previously said that all souls, after death, must go to the Shadow Realm."

"Your parents' souls are currently very weak; let them rest a bit. As for Grommash's soul, I need to restore his soul energy a bit; his resurrection will require some time." Luode said, frowning.

Grommash's soul is even about to completely disappear; if I hadn't summoned him out, this orc hero would probably have his soul scattered.

Saer's parents are no better off; they too are tormented, the soul energy on their bodies.

Or rather, in the Shadow Realm, the thing called mind energy has been extracted a bit excessively; these two souls are very weak.

It seems they should have gone to Leiwendesi to atone; as for Geluomashi Diyu Paoxiao, if I'm not mistaken, he should have been sent to the Devouring Abyss; Geluomashi Diyu Paoxiao should be judged as an irredeemable soul.

Although he finally awakened at the last moment, he is indeed deeply sinful, having slaughtered countless of his own kin, countless Draenei, countless humans, and even demigods.

Therefore he was judged irredeemable and cast into the Devouring Abyss.

"Another world, you understand, don't you! Luode, my friend, what kind of place is that exactly?" After comforting his parents, Saer came to Luode with a grim face and asked.

It seems the afterlife is not peaceful either; at least his parents have been tormented to the point of choking, and even the great hero of their tribe, Geluomashi Diyu Paoxiao, their tormented souls are about to dissipate.

"That place is true hell, utterly devoid of fairness." Luode said with deep meaning.

At this very moment, the Shadow Realm is also undergoing great upheaval; a special soul from the Promotion Fortress had previously been summoned away.

They still thought it was an accident, and even several Eternals suspected that the Devouring Abyss Warden had secretly done something, but after an investigation, they found nothing.

But now, two more souls have escaped from Leiwendesi, which makes several Eternals feel that something is amiss. (End of chapter)