Eitrigg is indeed a character, he has thought very carefully and even left a backup plan.
If you want to kill Eitrigg, you must keep it secret and make his death unknown.
With Fording as a witness, he could not kill him, otherwise he would attract endless revenge from the orcs.
Unless he is killed together with Fording.
"Did you see it? Fordring!" Nathanos controlled the Wither and made a hoarse voice: "Uther, the Lightbringer, is controlled, and his soul cannot rest in peace."
"Yes, I saw it!" Fording said righteously: "Uther is just a useless loser. It is his honor to serve the orcs after his death."
The Withered One said coldly: "Etrigg attacked Maris Farm secretly, should we just let him go like this?"
Fording held the warhammer in both hands: "Orcs are great saviors. They are kind and kind. You must have misunderstood."
"Misunderstanding?" The Blighter put on his bow and arrow: "Fording, we are old friends. For Eitrigg, you really want to fall out with me."
Fording was wrapped in the strong holy light and said impassionedly: "For the orcs, I am willing to sacrifice everything, including my life, my family, and my soul."
"Then go die!"
Nathanos was angry, and the Blighter's arrows rained down.
Fording protected Eitrigg behind him, his body like an indestructible barrier, using holy light to resist arrows.
Plague hounds rushed forward one after another. Fording took a deep breath and was shrouded in golden holy light. Like a god of war, he could smash a plague hound away with one hammer.
The holy light restrained the undead, and Nathanos secretly calculated that if he continued to fight, he would lose, and suddenly he had an idea.
Uther is afraid of orcs, and Fordring is also a member of the Silver Hand, so it may also have miraculous effects.
A rotten orc emerged from the ground, holding a broken battle ax and staggering towards Fording.
Fording's holy light was instantly extinguished, his eyes showed fear, and a plague hound took the opportunity to bite his ankle.
"No, I can't die here. Merciful Holy Light, please protect me and protect the great orcs."
Fording gathered the last of the Holy Light, turned around and hugged Eitrigg, and the two of them were protected by the Holy Light.
More plague hounds rushed over, tearing at the Holy Light Shield. Fording took out a precious rune stone from his arms, gritted his teeth, and crushed the rune stone.
This was a teleportation rune, and Fording and Eitrigg successfully escaped.
In the basement, Nathanos looked ashen.
Fording's hut, after the teleportation ended, Fording fell to the ground with a cry, his ankle almost bitten off.
"Trash, you are such an incompetent trash." Eitrigg angrily kicked Fording in the face, causing his nose to be bruised and swollen.
Eitrigg hung Fording up and beat him. Today's defeat almost made him grind his teeth. When he was tired from the beating, he sat on Fordring's bed and summoned Uther's soul.
Not long after, Uther's soul came to Fordring's hut, kneeling on the ground and waiting for death.
Tichondrius taught Eitrigg how to torture the souls of the dead. Not long after, Uther and Fordring screamed one after another in the hut.
Eitrigg didn't stop until he was so exhausted that he was sweating profusely. Eitrigg knew that no matter how much he tortured these two men, he could not get rid of the fear of the orcs in their hearts.
It seems that the only option is to seek help from the Dread Lord Tichondrius.
Tichondrius looked at Eitrigg kneeling on the ground and smiled faintly:
"So you want to capture Nathanos. This guy is very smart. He actually knows how to use undead orcs to deal with Uther."
"My lord, is there any way to make Uther not afraid of the orcs?" Eitrigg asked carefully.
Tichondrius shook his head: "If he is not afraid of orcs, then you will not be able to control him, unless..."
"Unless you become one with him, you can control Uther's powerful soul, so you don't have to be afraid of the orcs." Tichondrius gave a solution.
"Thank you for your help, sir." Eitrigg was overjoyed.
Tichondrius looked at Uther’s soul:
"It's just that this means that his memory must be further sealed. Poor Uther has completely become a puppet."
Eitrigg smiled evilly: "What I want is Uther's power, not his memory."
In the Undercity, Sylvanas sat on the throne, flipping through the latest information.
The scouts in the Plaguelands reported that Eitrigg controlled Uther's soul to raid Marris Farm, and Nathanos cleverly used the undead orcs to repel them.
"This must be Thrall's conspiracy." Sylvanas clenched her fists angrily and quickly said with joy, "Nathanos, my love, you really did not disappoint me."
Sylvanas pondered for a long time, feeling that Eitrigg would not let it go.
Below the throne, the Dread Lord Varimathras was floating in the air, yawning boredly.
"Varimathras." The Dark Queen called his name.
Varimathras opened his eyes and continued to yawn, his eyelids drooping.
Sylvanas reluctantly stepped down from the throne and came to Varimathras: "I remember that we are allies."
Varimathras shrugged and said coldly: "You are mistaken. I stayed in the Undercity to monitor you to prevent the Forsaken from falling into the arms of the Scourge."
"Why do you have to say it so heartlessly?" Sylvanas returned to the throne: "Is there any way you can lift Uther's curse?"
Varimathras was startled: "Are you trying to kill me? Uther's curse was placed by Tichondrius, and he is the leader of our Nathrezim."
"Are you afraid of him?" Sylvanas looked at him with a smile.
Varimathras snorted unconvinced: "I really can't defeat him. Tichondrius's curse is very powerful and I can't break it."
"You are really looked down upon!" Sylvanas used the provocation method: "Don't say no in front of a woman, even if you are a fear devil."
"Hey, this trick of yours is of no use to me." Varimathras thought for a long time: "Well, there is actually a way to deal with Tichondrius's dark curse. Uther is a revenant and should enter the Kingdom of Shadows.
Kedios forcibly left him in the world, which actually violated the rules of the Kingdom of Shadows. This is different from the undead. In essence, the undead are also considered a living creature."
Sylvanas was a little confused: "Isn't Uther an undead?"
Varimathras explained: "You must have the aura of the undead to be considered an undead creature. Uther is under the protection of the Holy Light, and coupled with the dark curse of Tichondrius, the Kingdom of Shadows turns a blind eye.
Forget it, but if someone reports it to the warden of the Abyss, this will be a major flaw."
Sylvanas is well aware of the dangers of the Shadow Realm, which is the final destination for all dead souls.
But for the sake of her lover, Sylvanas also fought hard and asked: "How to communicate with the Kingdom of Shadow?"
Varimathras chuckled: "Sylvanas, you are an undead. If you communicate with the Shadow Realm, you may be dragged into the Abyss. Are you sure you want to do this?"
Sylvanas' expression remained unchanged and she said firmly: "I'm sure."
Varimathras blinked and mocked: "What a stupid move. You clearly know that the undead are infertile and love is useless. Why are you still so persistent? Since you want to take the risk, I will grant it to you. Before we
The Nathrezim clan has passed down a method of communicating with the Shadow Realm, and I can teach you."