Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Roy’s powerful frost demon blood seeped into the various gaps of the Armor of Domination and came into contact with Ner’zhul’s soul. Thus, the transformation began. This transformation would bring immense pain to the soul, and the roars of Ner’zhul’s agonized soul were endless during this time.
What was a lich? In fact, a lich was a kind of soul energy life form. After transforming, the soul of a lich would undergo tremendous changes. The souls of ordinary life forms could only drive a body with freshy life energy, but the soul of a lich was different. It could only drive corpses and dead bones. This was why liches often appeared in the form of the dead in the eyes of the world.
Kil’jaeden turned a deaf ear to Ner’zhul’s wails. He grinned sinisterly as he took out an enormous piece of ice and sealed the Armor of Domination and Frostmourne inside.
After Kil’jaeden completed this process, Ner’zhul’s wails stopped. This piece of solid ice seemed to make Ner’zhul fall into a deep sleep. Roy felt that it was a little strange because he remembered that he hadn’t used a similar method when transforming Cassandra. But after Cassandra became a lich, she still had a powerful talent for frost magic.
Seemingly seeing Roy’s doubts, Kil’jaeden explained, “This is a piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice extracted from an extremely cold place on the planet Azeroth called Northrend. With this thing wrapped around them, the aura of the Armor of Domination and your Frostmourne won’t leak out, and he will be able to deceive Azeroth’s damn planetary shield...”
Hearing this, Roy suddenly remembered that it was indeed so. Azeroth had an extremely powerful shield system, which was a creation left behind by the titans of the Pantheon.
According to the situations that Roy had encountered after entering many worlds over the years, this planet’s shield was probably a special shield combined with the world’s repulsive effect. The titans had originally used it to prevent the Old Gods from invading Azeroth again, so this shield should have the ability to distinguish between friend and foe and would deny the entry of all alien species.
Moreover, the energy of the shield was beyond imagination. The stronger the alien species, the stronger the counterattack energy.
It was precisely because of this shield that Sargeras and the bosses of the Burning Legion were blocked, so they had no choice but to think of ways to enter from inside Azeroth. Only a portal opened from inside Azeroth could bypass the shield’s identification system and open a channel to enter from the outside.
The two most obvious examples were when the night elf queen Azshara opened a portal with the energy of the Well of Eternity during the War of the Ancients and welcomed the invasion of Sargeras and the Burning Legion. The other example was the Dark Portal. Gul’dan and Medivh, whom Sargeras had possessed, had worked together to open the Dark Portal, leading the orcs of Draenor to invade Azeroth.
Otherwise, with Sargeras’s powerful ability to destroy stars, how could he have repeatedly failed on this small planet of Azeroth..
Now, since Kil’jaeden and Archimonde couldn’t enter Azeroth with their main bodies, then Roy would probably not be able to enter either. So after understanding this, he remained expressionless and didn’t say anything as he silently watched Kil’jaeden work.
After confirming that no demon aura or Void aura was leaking out, Kil’jaeden handed this piece of solid ice to Tichondrius. “I’ll leave it to you, dreadlords.
You should know what to do next, right?”
“Understood, Lord Kil’jaeden!” Tichondrius nodded. With a wave of his hand, magic power surged out, causing the ten -thousand-year-old ice to float up. Then he controlled the ice and flew up. The other dreadlords followed without a word and escorted the ice out of the valley.
Next, they would place this piece of solid ice on a starship and then take the starship to the star system where Azeroth was through a portal. After arriving at Azeroth, they would launch the ice from outer space onto Azeroth!
As long as they could break through the shield and let Ner’zhul return to Azeroth, after Ner’zhul woke up, the Lich King would obey Kil’jaeden’s orders and prepare for the Burning Legion’s invasion again.
It could be said that the Burning Legion’s infiltration of Azeroth had gotten to the point where they were being unscrupulous...
Roy knew that Kil’jaeden’s plan had indeed succeeded in the end. Ner’zhul had obeyed Kil’jaeden’s orders and created an undead army for the Burning Legion on Azeroth. This undead army had indeed reduced Azeroth’s resistance, but
Roy also knew that Kil’jaeden had ultimately underestimated Ner’zhul’s will.
How should he put it? This might be because Kil’jaeden had not truly understood the orc race in depth. Although the orcs looked reckless, barbaric, bloodthirsty, and bellicose on the surface, their will toward revenge and the pursuit of freedom was engraved in their bones. This was true for the former chieftain, Ner’zhul, as well. The pain inflicted on him by Kil’jaeden and the dreadlords could only make him submit temporarily. In the end, Ner’zhul would still try his best to escape the control of the Burning Legion.
But this had nothing to do with Roy because this was Kil’jaeden’s plan, not his. Although it had only been a short time since he became one of the three commanders, he had already seen how Kil’jaeden and Archimonde got along from their usual behavior and actions.
That’s right. Kil’jaeden and Archimonde were both plotting to invade Azeroth, but this didn’t mean that the two of them were working together hand in hand. On the contrary, they were both doing their own things. In other words, Archimonde wouldn’t interfere with Kil’jaeden’s plan. Similarly, Kil’jaeden wouldn’t stop whatever Archimonde wanted to do, and the two of them would only cooperate to a certain extent.
After all, the two of them were on the same level, so it was impossible for them to command the other, so this way of getting along was tacit. After Roy appeared, he inexplicably became one of the three commanders, so it was naturally impossible for him to change this. Even he had to accept this way of getting along.
Therefore, Roy wouldn’t care what Kil’jaeden wanted to do. He only needed to cooperate to a certain extent. Even when the plan failed in the end, Sargeras wouldn’t punish him.
After thinking about it, Roy asked Kil’jaeden, “The Legion’s plan has nothing to do with me for the time being. I plan to meet Lord Sargeras. Can you tell me where he is?”
Unexpectedly, Kil’jaeden shook his head. “I don’t know either! I haven’t seen Lord Sargeras for many years. I can only sense that he is still somewhere in this universe, but I can’t confirm his location or contact him.”
Kil’jaeden’s answer surprised Roy greatly. “Hasn’t he contacted you?”
“No!” Kil’jaeden shook his head. “For some time now, Archimonde and I have always been in control of the Legion. Lord Sargeras hasn’t given any clear orders for a while, so the invasion of Azeroth is currently all under Archimonde’s command and mine... When we invaded Azeroth last time, those damn natives destroyed one of Lord Sargeras’s incarnations. No matter how powerful titans are, it’s impossible for him not to suffer any losses. So I suspect that Lord Sargeras is probably sleeping somewhere in the Twisting Nether to restore his strength.”
Roy nodded. He knew that what Kil’jaeden said should be about Sargeras being defeated after possessing Medivh in the First War. Now, the Second War had just ended. During this time, it wasn’t impossible for Sargeras to be hiding and recuperating. After all, the fallen Dark Titan still had powerful enemies—the titans of the Pantheon. Sargeras was probably hiding from his former compatriots.
Having recalled this, Roy couldn’t help frowning. Ner’zhul had just been released to Azeroth. In other words, he still needed many years to gather an undead army, and there was still some time before the Scourge appeared.
During this time, Roy had no way of entering Azeroth because of the existence of the planet’s shield.
Only after the Scourge army wreaked havoc and Arthas appeared and stole the
Book of Medivh from Dalaran would he have the chance to summon the Burning Legion from within Azeroth. Only this opportunity could allow Roy to enter Azeroth.
Of course, even if there was a chance, Roy wouldn’t rush over recklessly like
Archimonde. The Legion was Sargeras’s Legion, not his. Knowing that
With Roy’s understanding of himself, he knew that even if the timeline had changed, it was impossible for him to join the Burning Legion because Sargeras had forced him. The reason why he joined the Burning Legion and became one of the three commanders was definitely because of some kind of agreement or contract with Sargeras.
The troublesome thing now was that the agreement or contract with Sargeras belonged to ‘history’, but Roy knew nothing about this ‘history’ because this ‘history’ was the ‘future’ for him now!
Therefore, time was not something that ordinary people could fiddle with. Roy felt his head swelling again.
Even though Roy knew that it was very likely caused by the bronze dragonflight leader, Nozdormu, he couldn’t just kill him immediately after entering Azeroth and seeing him!
Why was this so? Looking at the two Frostmournes in front of him, he understood that if he wanted to completely jump out of the time vortex set off by Nozdormu, he had to find a way to jump out of this entire closed time loop first! In other words, no matter what, he had to complete the evolution of this period of history.
No wonder Lilith had specially given Roy one of her feathers before she left. It seemed like she had already foreseen the time predicament he was about to
face...
Seeing Roy frowning, Kil’jaeden finally thought about it. “Osiris, if you really want to contact Lord Sargeras, then use the Scepter of Sargeras.. The only useful thing this damn Ner’zhul did was send this scepter back to the Legion! Through it, you might be able to contact Lord Sargeras...”

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