At the beginning of the game, the gods tricked Kaido into drinking the blood of evil energy

Chapter 53: Banshee Queen, Sylvanas
This female blood elf is a fire mage who excels in fire mage talents, but she is also proficient in some other arcane magics, so Thrall specially invited her to come and cast a teleportation spell for Rhodes.

"Thank you for your help, Lady Elesis." Thrall said.

"For the glory of the Sin'dorei, the eternal sun guides me. Great Chief, I will now prepare a teleportation spell to teleport you to Lady Sylvanas in the Undercity." Elesis said.

Now that the blood elves are about to join the tribe, as a blood elf mage specially sent to the tribe, she naturally has to obey the orders of the great chief Thrall.

Even for a female elf who has lived for more than a thousand years, it is very difficult to cast a teleportation spell across the continent, and it requires a lot of mana.

"Miss Sin'dorei Mage, please give me the coordinates of Undercity and I will teleport there myself." Rhodes said.

For some reason, Rhodes felt that the female mage in front of him looked familiar, and even her name sounded familiar.

It's very similar to the name of Mana Storm, but the two have nothing to do with each other. However, I must have heard this name somewhere, otherwise it wouldn't be so familiar to me.

When the female elf heard this, she had no intention of refusing and nodded on the spot. If it would not consume her own magic power, then this would be a good thing.

As for why Rhodes, a warlock, was proficient in teleportation spells, she was too lazy to ask and didn't want to know.

"I'll connect the coordinates of the two places." The female elf's hands exerted arcane energy and quickly connected the spatial coordinates between Undercity and Orgrimmar, as well as the anchor point.

"Okay, both of you. You can use the teleportation spell now." Elesis Firestorm said.

Rhodes nodded and directly activated his space ring. A blue light enveloped him, Ritson, and a tied-up skeleton with a rag stuffed in its mouth.

The three of them disappeared in an instant and left Orgrimmar.

Undercity was once the main city of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Seventy to eighty percent of the Forsaken living there were former soldiers of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, as well as civilians.

There are also a small number of ranger troops, which are the ranger army once led by Sylvanas.

"Living people? Humans and orcs? And an undead." A Forsaken man holding a black staff, with a pale face and even a piece of flesh missing from his face appeared in front of Rhodes and spoke.

He was the mage responsible for guarding the spatial anchor point of Undercity. As soon as the spell anchor point was activated, he discovered it and rushed over. After finding out that it was from the tribe, he didn't say much.

Among the members who came this time, one is an orc from the Horde, one is from the Alliance, one is a human, and the other is a Forsaken or a Scourge?

"We are messengers of the tribe. I have come to pay a visit to the Banshee Queen on the orders of Chieftain Thrall." Letson said.

Rod, who was standing aside, pinched his nose with a bit of disgust. Damn, the smell here is really strong, an extremely unpleasant stench of corpse is floating here.

"Ghost! So scary, so horrible." Brook, who was carried on Rod's shoulders, screamed in fear and shouted at the Forgotten Mage in front of him.

"???" The Forgotten Mage was a little confused. I am a ghost, aren't you? "Please follow me. I will take you to see the Queen. She happens to be in the Undercity." The Forgotten Mage had no intention of talking nonsense with Rhode and the others. He directly led them out of the Mage Area and headed towards the Royal Underground Palace.

Soon the group was brought to an underground palace, where some female elves with red eyes, dark gray skin, pointed ears and cloaks were patrolling. They were Sylvanas's direct troops, the Dark Rangers.

In addition, there is a large group of soldiers wearing excellent armor and holding spears, who are eyeing them covetously. They are Sylvanas's personal terror guards.

"These people came from the main city of the tribe. They said they were here to pay a visit to the Queen on the orders of Chief Thrall." said the Forgotten Mage who led Rhodes and others.

"I'll go inform Her Majesty the Queen." said the dark ranger guarding the gate.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Rhodes, Ritsson, and Brook, led by a dark ranger, came to Sylvanas.

Sylvanas is quite tall, about 1.85 meters tall, with long white hair, blood-red eyes, lavender lips, and her entire face is a dark blue.

"Tell me! What's the matter?" The Banshee Queen's voice was very hoarse, and carried a somewhat scary sound effect.

"Lady Sylvanas, first of all, I would like to say hello to you on behalf of the Horde's Warchief Thrall. This is Rhodes, my apprentice and also a friend of the Warchief. He has a very special gift for you. Please do me a small favor." Letson stepped forward and said.

"I don't want any gifts except Arthas's head. If the Warchief has any orders, just tell him! The Forsaken will execute them if the orders are reasonable." Sylvanas said.

"Respected Banshee Queen, you will like this special gift, he, uh!" Rhodes looked at the empty position of Brooke. At this time, the skeleton had already rushed to Sylvanas' waist, staring at a private part of the Banshee Queen with an obsessed look.

Sylvanas is still dressed as a ranger-general, wearing simple and cool armor, especially the lower body which is a little cool.

Although it is made of iron, it actually only covers the important private parts, and the entire thigh and belly button are exposed.

A skeleton was kneeling in front of Sylvanas' cool little armor, his mouth wide open, and a trace of blood flowed out from the hole in his nostrils.

What a beautiful underwear armor. It’s really great to wear underwear outside.

"You, you are bleeding, you are bleeding from the nose? How is this possible? Is this some kind of illusion trick?" The Banshee Queen suddenly widened her eyes.

He grabbed Brook's afro, lifted him up, and spoke.

However, due to their height, their postures were now a little strange. A huge skull face was looking at Sylvanas with a very lustful expression.

"Beautiful lady, can you give me your panties?" Brooke said.

"You, you to me! You still have the desire to reproduce as you did in life? This is impossible! The undead don't have that kind of thought, we don't have that kind of feeling, and we don't have that kind of ability." The Banshee Queen roared.

(End of this chapter)