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"Even those barbaric orcs in the south can have it, why can't I?"
Arthas didn't care about the other party's rage. Deathwing didn't dare to take action here. Once he took action, he would attract the attention of other guardian dragons. If he didn't want to cause trouble for himself, he would never take action.
Sure enough, under the warning of Deathwing's eyes, Nefarian grunted and seemed to be suppressing his anger, "Okay, I bet, where is your notebook?"
"You can talk about it after you win, haha, get your dragonling mount ready, I'll take it later. Do you know what the Shadow Realm is?"
Arthas didn't mind throwing out the Jailer to attract attention. At present, the barrier between life and death is quite strong and no one can cross it at will.
"Shadowland?"
Deathwing, his daughter and his two children were silent for a moment. They knew Deepholm, Maw of the Abyss, and Throne of Wind also knew about the Underworld, but they did not know about the Shadowland.
"After the death of all things, the souls will be taken to the Shadowland by messengers, and the memories will be judged by the Arbitrator. Warlike souls will go to Maldraxxus, demigods and natural souls will go to Ardenweald, and souls who are extremely evil but can still be saved, such as you."
Arthas pointed at Nefarian, "will go back to Revendreth to be whipped and punished until the sins are purged."
"What else?"
Deathwing could not help but ask, which surprised Onyxia. Her father had always been cruel and calm, so how could he be so out of control?
"Souls with unforgivable sins will be thrown into the Maw, where they will be tortured for eternity until their soul consciousness dissipates. This is the punishment. As for me, the Paladin will go to Bastion, and the messenger of Bastion will take souls to the Shadow Realm. You must want to ask me why I know this, right?"
Arthas smiled mysteriously.
Deathwing, Onyxia, and Nefarian, oh no, the three dragons all nodded at the same time, without even reacting.
"Because I've seen it!"
Arthas smiled sinisterly.
"What! Aren't you a living person?"
Onyxia exclaimed, with a look of disbelief in her eyes.
"Can't a living person go and see it? A guardian dragon can become a world destroyer, a sow can climb a tree, and a rooster can place an order. Do you need your approval for all this?"
Arthas's expression seemed very playful, making people hate him with a tingling tooth, and at the same time, they were extremely shocked in their hearts.
After two full seconds, Deathwing stared at Arthas and asked, "How do you prove it?"
"Yes, how do you prove it? Who knows if you are lying to me!"
Nefarian also reacted and shouted.
The atmosphere seemed to become a little cold. Yes, to prove the truth of this matter, do they have to commit suicide once? Life is only once, and resurrection is nonsense.
Onyxia originally thought that Arthas was a little panicked, but she didn't expect that this little human prince was still so calm and elegant, and even had a hint of mockery? Why! She felt angry for the first time. Why dared to mock like this? How dare a short-lived human with a lifespan of a hundred years mock an almost immortal dragon?
"First, you can go to the Hades in Stormheim to find Hela. She has taken refuge in the Shadowlands. Second, if you can meet Odin in Valhalla, you can ask him. He must know that he lost his eyes because of a deal with the Shadowlands. Third, you can enter the Shadowlands by dying once."
Arthas did not tell the truth. Nine points of truth and one point of lie are the most difficult to expose.
Deathwing's pupils suddenly dilated, as if he thought of something terrible. His voice sounded very hoarse, and there was a sense of danger to Arthas. The temperature around him became scorching because of the aura, as if it was going to roast people.
"Your Highness, you seem to know too much."
A holy light burst out from Arthas' body, isolating the temperature from the outside. "It's nothing. Although I don't know who you are, you are very powerful. I don't care who you are, as long as you don't destroy the alliance, I don't care about you. After all, I have seen too many dragons, bronze dragons, eternal dragons."
Onyxia was still alert, and Nefarian had already taken a fighting posture, with flames coming out of his body. "What a pity, Your Highness."
It seems that he seemed to have wanted to kill Arthas for a long time, but he was defeated!
Pah! Nefarian was slapped and flew out, knocking down two tables and chairs before stopping. What confused him was that it was not Arthas who made the move, but his father Deathwing. The two brothers and sisters were afraid of Deathwing from the bottom of their hearts. This father had become extremely cruel. If there was no way out, they would not have boarded the pirate ship at all. There was no choice.
"Who told you to do this to His Royal Highness! Go out and bring your bet to His Royal Highness! Katrana, go and bring in my collection of red wine. I want to have a couple of drinks with His Royal Highness. Sorry, Your Highness, you are not a good parent."
Arthas was relieved. If they really fought, he would not be able to crack Deathwing's toenails. The gap between the two was too big. He could only play the pig and eat the tiger when Deathwing did not understand, as he did now, to have the possibility of winning.
"You're welcome, Your Highness, why don't you tell us your intentions. We can help each other. Strength does not represent the majority. If the victory or defeat is really determined by strength, then the orc army can be lined up to kill."
"Oh, I don't know what Your Highness wants?"
Deathwing's eyes flickered a few times. He couldn't see Odin, but he could still go to see Hela. Odin had no good face for all the guardian dragons. If he went, he might be broken. Don't think that the guardian of the earth is very powerful. There are many creatures that can deal with him.
"A branch of the orcs in the south called the Dragonmaw Clan has obtained a treasure forged by dragons in ancient times. I want that treasure. Is there any way for you to help me, my Lord Duke?"
Arthas said lightly, and Onyxia just came in with two bottles of red wine. Her graceful waist showed what slenderness meant, her elegant movements showed what sexiness meant, and especially her casual smile, which made Arthas' heartbeat speed up a bit. This was an irresistible beauty.