The country has lost its territory, the pillars have fallen, and the people have been in trouble...

The once glorious and powerful Kingdom of Lordaeron had already collapsed with the two swords that the prince broke through his father's chest and his disciple pierced the instructor's heart.

Under the bloody butcher knife, the once magnificent and majestic King Lordaeron has long been transformed into ruins.

But under this ruined area, an emerging city proves to be full of vitality...

Dark City.

Former Quel'thalas Ranger, Dark Ranger, Forgotten Banshee King, Sylvanas Wind Walker came from the Royal District with a brisk pace as he had before his lifetime.

Her leather boots walked silently on the stone-built floor of the Undercity, yet everyone turned their heads to look at their queen, unique, forever right.

Once upon a time, she had long golden hair and blue eyes, and her skin was as beautiful as a fresh peach.

At that time, she was still alive.

But now, her hair is as black as the night with silver marks, and is always covered by a blue-black cloak; the peach-like skin has turned into a dull blue-gray color, and the eyes that once were as bright as the morning star are now blood-red, like a beating flame...

Sylvanas wore the exquisite leather armor of her life, revealing her slender and agile body. Her ears trembled gently, listening to the snitches around her.

On weekdays, Sylvanas rarely walks out of her room. As the ruler of the city and the leader of the Forsaken, she usually waits for others to come and meet in the royal district.

Behind her, four well-trained royal terror guards were following in full swing to protect the queen they were loyal to. It was as if the dark city, which could be called a solid wall, would be suddenly captured by hostile forces...

After glanced at the four silent eighth-level royal terror guards, the great pharmacist Lin Duen quickly welcomed Her Majesty the Queen and bowed to salute. Then the next second the chief pharmacist of the Royal Pharmacist Society was trying hard to squeeze out a humble and diligent smile:

"Her Majesty the Queen has come down with a condescending moment, and the Royal Pharmacists Association is very grateful." Obviously, the successful qualifying breakthrough in the research made the chief pharmacist Lin Duen excited, immersed in the joy of success, and he didn't care about Her Majesty's slightly unhappy face while walking. "You have said before that once the experiment is successful, you will be notified; and you want to watch our own eyes-"

"I certainly remember my words very clearly, Dr."

Waving his hand interrupted Lin Duen's chatter. Her Majesty the Queen glared coldly at the chief pharmacist who was a little lost, and shouted sternly:

"My time is limited, Lin Duen. Let me see your experimental results!"

Walk along a curved passage towards the depths of the alchemy room in the Undercity. The infamous Royal Society of Pharmacists is located at the end of the passage.

"Of course, of course. We're here."

There was a kind of energy crackling in the room. On a large square table, a somewhat hunched forgotten pharmacist hummed an unknown tune in a low voice, while keeping busy sewing the pieces of large pieces of different bodies together - it was a production table for sewing hatred, but the missing cheeks made the singing sound a little leaking...

“It’s so nice to see someone love his job so much.”

Seeing this scene, Sylvanas, who had been stern, finally smiled.

The work enthusiasm displayed by the Forsaken Pharmacist who hummed a little tune undoubtedly allowed Her Majesty the Queen to see the other side of the people under her command...a beneficial side.

Because of their undead bodies and the tragic situation before "rebirth", the forgotten people rarely have any connection with adjectives such as "high morale" and "passionate progress". Even if the forgotten people are not walking dead without emotions, the more extreme, gloom, cruelty and ruthlessness are shown in these mavericks of rebirth...

The same is true for the former Queen.

The power of hatred is enough to transform a coward into a hero. But simple hatred can never bear a journey of life.

Fortunately, some things have changed...

The reunion of sisters four years ago, which was stubbornly insisted by Lao Tang, finally shattered the indifference barrier that he had set up in His Majesty the Queen's heart as expected. The cold and gloomy Queen in his previous life finally disappeared into Lao Tang's memory, with a little more popularity...

The most important thing... Her Majesty, who has changed, no longer simply regards the Forgotten as a tool to avenge the natural disasters, but actually treats it as his own people and subordinates... just like the former Queldore. Just like the former Silver Moon Ranger.

Now that I can see my people find pursuits and fun beyond hatred like myself, Sylvanas Wind Walker finally began to feel that he is a competent queen of darkness...

"Her Majesty!" Sylvanas's rare gentle smile surprised the Forgotten Apothecary, and then he buried his head deeply and bowed to salute: "Vincent* Shadow salutes you!"

Nodding slightly, Her Majesty the Queen responded with a smile to the pharmacist Vincent, who gave her a good mood, and then refocused on the issue that she cared about more - the plague!

The other alchemists in the huge laboratory were busy - mixing potions, weighing raw materials, filling in records. Her Majesty's sudden visit did not cause much riot here. However, this was just what she wanted.

It has to be said that the Royal Pharmacists' laboratory is a house of fear for a weak-willed person.

There is a room the size of a football field, filled with all kinds of strange-shaped experimental equipment. The common alchemy containers such as reagents, flasks, and couch pots on the experimental bench are not surprising, but the weapons such as chainsaws, guillotines, and sharp axes hanging on the walls can easily make people suspect that they have walked into the slaughterhouse instead of the alchemy room...

Under the corner of the wall on the east side of the room, piles of living bodies and various materials were stacked into several meat mountains in different categories. The air was mixed with the smell of rancid and chemicals. It also brought the fresh sweet fragrance of some herbs in a coordinated manner.

The fragrance of this herb made her strangely feel a little homesick.

However, this tenderness did not last long. The hope of revenge brought by the plague has now overwhelmed all the thoughts of Her Majesty the Queen.

"let me see!"

Turning around Her Majesty the Queen looked at the chief pharmacist behind her anxious but unquestionable demand.

Lin Duen bowed and led Sylvanas through the main experimental area, walked by the corpse hanging on the iron hook, and entered a secret side room at the innermost part of the alchemy room.

A faint sob came into his ears, and Sylvanas walked into the room and saw several cages containing experimental samples placed on the floor or hanging on iron chains and shaking.

Some of them are humans, some are other intelligent races such as dwarves, trolls, zombies, and even hates and ghouls under the control of the Forsaken. But without exception, all captives or the most prestigious experiments are dull and become insensitive in the deep and long fear...

This won't last too long.

"You can imagine, my queen."

Lin Duen's expression was full of fanaticism and excitement. He once again reported: "It is quite difficult to transport natural disasters as experimental samples. Of course, from the perspective of experiments, those ghouls controlled by us have the same hatred as natural disasters. I am also very happy to report to you here that our battlefield experiments have proved the success of the experiment well!"

Sylvanas was slightly excited, and she gave the pharmacist a rare and beautiful smile.

"I'm very happy," she said. The Dead trembled with joy and gestured to his assistant. The Forgotten man suffered a little brain damage when he died before. He kept muttering to himself while preparing two experimental samples.

One sample is a female human who looks over thirties. She obviously hasn't lost herself in fear and despair. When Dr. Lin Duen's assistant forced her out of the cage, the human woman began to sob in a low voice. The zombie on the other side was completely silent and crouched on the ground in silence. The saliva at the corner of her mouth was stretched...

Sylvanas stared at him.

"The undead who failed to awaken?"

"That's of course, my queen."

Lin Duen's confident and straightforward answer made Her Majesty want to know whether this sentence is true, but in the end it is insignificant.

No matter what, he is serving the Forgotten.

The human woman fell to the ground. The doctor's assistant bent down and pulled her hair. When she opened her mouth and screamed pain, she suddenly poured a cup into her mouth, then closed her mouth hard and forced her to swallow. And just aside, the manipulated zombie took the cup from Lin Duen without resistance and drank it all.

Sylvanas looked at the girl's struggle coldly, with no slight pity in his eyes.

Even though Her Majesty is no longer indifferent and ruthless, her tolerance and kindness are still blooming only for the forgotten who stand with her and are determined to take revenge.

The medicine comes very quickly.

In a moment, the human woman stopped struggling. Her body tensed and then began to bleed in her seven orifices. The skin, which was originally slightly dry due to long-term nutritional deficiency and was not seen, was rapidly defeated and fell off...

The assistant let go of his hand and watched the cruel scene in front of him frantically. The quill in his hand was still recording a series of data that was difficult for outsiders to understand. Sylvanas turned his gaze to the brainless zombie, who was still staring at her in a daze and blank space, ready to move at the human woman's corpse.

Such a scene made the Dark Queen slowly frown.

"Maybe this is not as effective as you said..."

Her Majesty turned his head and stared at the chief pharmacist Lin Duen, who looked calm and nervous, with no sign of nervousness.

But at this moment, the brainless corpse who was drinking the plague potion suddenly trembled violently. He struggled to gain a foothold, but his rapidly depleted body was no longer able to support it, so he staggered and fell heavily to the ground the next second.

Everyone stepped back, Sylvanas looked at it with all his attention, and the rapid excitement in his chest made Her Majesty open her sexy lips slightly.

“Same variety?”

Her Majesty the Queen asked anxiously at Lin Duen. At the same time, the female human whimpered, her eyes wide open and stopped moving. The pharmacist nodded happily.

"That's of course," Lin Duen looked proud and proud, "You can imagine that we--"

The undead twitched, his skin cracked everywhere, and black pus flowed out, and then he stopped moving...

“—I’m very satisfied with the result.”

"It's true!"

Sylvanas clenched his fist hard, but still couldn't hide his joy. It was too pale to use the word "satisfaction" alone for the effect of this plague potion.

[End of all, Arthas, you will pay the price for what you do! Humans have given birth to bastards like you, and they will be slaughtered. Your natural disaster will come to an abrupt end! Don’t even think of hiding behind those brainless army of undead puppets! You have shown us what you call "mercy" and "mercy", and we... will repay you!]

Although Her Majesty tried to make the same indifferent expression as usual, the thousands of thoughts that rose in her mind could no longer be restrained, and one of these thoughts was the most eye-catching, burning wildly and brightly like the vine she lit every Halloween!

Turning around, Sylvanas, who had a slim figure, almost bent down and pressed his face against Lin Duen's forehead, and spoke word by word in an unprecedented solemn tone:

"A plague that can kill both humans and natural disasters at the same time. And, it is obviously also effective for my people, because they are also undead."

Her Majesty's blood-red eyes shining and staring at the chief pharmacist's surprised eyes: "We must be careful to make sure it will never fall into the opponent!"

"Otherwise... the consequences will be disastrous!"

With Her Majesty's serious words, the atmosphere in the secret room was a little stagnant. Just as Dr. Lin Duen was thinking about how to organize his words and make guarantees, the door of the secret room was gently knocked.

With the approval of Her Majesty the Queen, the two royal terrifying guards walked up and opened the door. The next second, Christo*, the commander of the Undead Sentinel, walked quickly to Her Majesty's Queen and presented a piece of sheepskin letter to Her Majesty, who looked surprised because the head of intelligence personally met.

"Her Majesty the Queen, emergency military information from Kalimdo!"

He took the letter, and as the parchment unfolded, Her Majesty's originally slightly frown brow gradually stretched and even raised slightly without any concealment:

"When did the spies get the news? Does the Grand Governor of Shuharu know?"

"The intelligence was sent back overnight through the portal of the Legion Fortress and Silver Moon City. The one who informed our spies was Governor Goode..."

Cristo's answer made Sylvanas's mouth look undetectable smile. The power shattered the letter in his hand, and Her Majesty suddenly asked a question that seemed unrelated:

"Christo, who is the commander who is now stationed in Tarenmere?"

{Piaotianwen Thank you for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}
Chapter completed!