The tributaries of time have changed, some tributaries have disappeared, and some tributaries have reborn. The boundary between the living and the dead is not clear in Azeroth, but it will gradually disappear in the future.

Sylvanas, Winresa and Aurelia are all anchored to Shane's divinity.

Through divine perception, Shane knows what is happening on earth.

The orcs cannot break through the defense line at present, and the death knights sent were also destroyed. Gul'dan's current path will no longer seize the rune barrier stone like the original history, and will be used to open the seal in the depths of Azeroth, his master. Finally, he will perish because of self-righteousness. At present, under Shane's eyes, Gul'dan of this world will die in the battle of Hinterland.

"They are back"

In the center of the underworld, a singularity expands outward, and the divine spiritual snake and several souls are "spouted".

As soon as Sarah's Dawn Blade landed, the inspiration on his body immediately rose.

"For glory belongs to my Lord." He knelt down and prayed quietly. The Lord gave him gifts because he completed his mission. Under the protection of the light of spirit, he felt that he was stronger and more familiar with the Lord's meaning.

The orc souls brought back are not as intelligent as those who have just died because of magic, but the fear that penetrates the soul makes them unable to move. They can only look at the wonders they have never seen before with their eyes.

The Taron Blood Demon had not realized that he was taken to the place where the dead were, and thought it was just an abnormal space.

There is only a small piece of land in the space, but there is a breeze and a long river flowing into the distant void. The zenith is the void of stars and a light ball that shines on the entire space.

"The punishment of death only makes sense, and order eliminates chaos and makes me grow." The light that shines on everything is Xia En. His image in the underworld is light: "The fire hell has not been established yet, but it should be punished with filthy punishment for blasphemy of death. I should use wind, and the flame is purification, and wind and soothe and punish it." Xia En understood his underworld more.

The divine nature of death cooperates with thoughts to change the underworld.

"I said, there must be a city wall." Xia En's 'say'.

A huge stone wall rose on the edge of the underworld.

"A blasphemer should be nailed to the wall and be punished by wind."

The souls of the seven orcs, including the Taron Blood Demon, were captured by irresistible forces and nailed to the wall. The city wall also floated out like bubbles and solidified, making the nailed souls as if they were embedded in the wall. The wind of the underworld was stirred up on the periphery of the underworld, forming a circle of never-ending hurricanes around the small underworld.

The wind blew on the Taron Blood Demon's soul like a knife, and the thin and unseen wounds were secretly produced and the soul was cut.

Pain! The pain that can almost destroy the thought is injected into the soul, but a strange force keeps him awake and endures the pain 100%.

Seven wails echoed near the city wall.

"If you blaspheme death, you will be punished by death. This city wall is called the wall of blasphemers. All blasphemes will be nailed to the wall and will be so weak that they are absorbed by the wall. Your punishment will end."

Shane's language is sent by the authority of death. Language is spiritual, especially the divine words, which can cause changes in rules. At this time, countless Forces at the end of the Styx were replenished into that light, and Shane's power grew in an expanding manner.

"The Force favors something unusual. Is Azeroth urging me?"

Xia En, who was still missing the last fire god, thought: 'It's not complete yet, it's not the time, the power needs to go to the hustle and bustle, so that's it'

The force that entered Xia En's body was guided out by him and was thrown into the underworld, the Styx River, and the Styx Wind.

"Is the earthquake?" The souls that still exist in the underworld began to shake.

"There will be no earthquake in the underworld." Some souls clearly reminded other companions.

"Look, the kingdom of the Lord is expanding."

The small underworld that can be seen at a glance began to grow towards distant places. The force is sufficient, and the range of the underworld suddenly expanded ten times, forming an island with a radius of ten kilometers. The River Styx is also ten times wider, and trees, flowers and plants are also growing on the underworld.

"Look, there is a mountain bulging over there."

All the souls of the road saw that in the middle of the underworld, mountains thousands of meters high rose up.

The large-scale transformation ended, and subtle changes in detail slowly took place in the long river of time. From the void, the underworld was a small island floating on the outer wall of Azeroth's 'plane bubble'.

"You should work, you should exercise, you should prepare."

The souls who were still shocked heard the oracle of their Lord for the first time. Xia En's words only had these three paragraphs, without specific details. The souls didn't know what to do, so they found the most favored Sarah's Dawn Blade.

"We should work like we did before our lives, exercise our own skills and martial arts, and prepare to be called by the Lord at all times." Sara's Blade of Dawn said. Understanding the will of God is similar to speculating on the will of God, but its nature is different. The former understands how to be born for God, which is glory; the latter speculates on God's purpose and is a great sin.

"Let's build our own residence first."

Dozens of souls, led by the Blade of Dawn, cut down the trees that had just grown, and collected the rocks on the mountain, and everything was like clearing the land.

The soul does not feel tired or hungry, but the mind has a moment of fatigue. After collecting the preliminary materials, the next step is to build tools. He rested for a while in the middle.

Sitting on the grass, Sarah thought of his wife and daughter in the mortal world. When she looked at the distant void, the divine spiritual snake flew towards him, hissing and shaking his fin webbing at him, and scratching his hair with his tail.

"The master is happy with you, your skills should be passed down."

The Lord's pet is wise, Sarah thinks, and the voice continues to reach his mind.

"The Lord gives you a second reward."

The water-like mirror opened in front of Sara's eyes, with only images and no sound. Inside was the scenery of his hometown, the lush Yongge Forest. The image was closer from a distance and quickly moved to a hill where countless tombstones were erected, which was his home.

Her wife stood alone in front of a tombstone, with a sick look on her face. She saw her wife put a bouquet of flowers on his tombstone, moved her lips, and then covered her nose, and tears wet the grass on the ground. Sarah saw clearly that it was her tombstone.

"Why are you coming back? You're leaving again?" Sarah understood his wife's lips.

"So she knew it a long time ago?" He remembered the way his wife went out to greet him that day, and was happy and unbelievable: "Yes, my body should have been transported back to my hometown, and my wife and daughter also knew that I was dead, but that day, they still recognized me at a glance."

The image ends here.

Sarah - The grief of the Blade of Dawn is born leisurely: the world of the living and the dead should be clearly distinguished. The dead rashly disturb the living will only cause sorrow and make the living unable to get out of pain.

"So that's the case, I understand."
Chapter completed!