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

Chapter 54: Hatred of the Undead, I'll Make You Smile Once, Banshee Queen
As a group of free undead, what is the main reason why the Forsaken hate Arthas so much?

Because Arthas killed his father, because Arthas destroyed Lordaeron? Because Arthas killed them? In fact, these are not the main reasons.

After becoming a ghost, you are enslaved by others. Although you have self-awareness and can move, you have to watch your body rot day by day. No matter how thirsty you are, you cannot drink sweet spring water. No matter how hungry you are, you will not feel full after eating.

As undead, they do not have the feelings they had in life, do not feel fear, and are tireless, but they have free will. Even if they see a beautiful person of the opposite sex, they are powerless.

Maybe female undead still have that ability, but they won’t have that feeling, and male undead don’t have that thing at all.

While still serving as Ranger General, Sylvanas maintained an unclear relationship with her ranger apprentice, Nathanos.

They even stayed overnight at each other's house, completing the achievement of a night of passion.

After being enslaved by Arthas, Sylvanas found her former apprentice as soon as she regained her free will, and used her own power of death to restore his free will.

But the two could never go back to the past. Nathanos called himself "My Lady Queen", and there was only admiration and loyalty in his eyes, nothing else.

Now, apart from revenge on Arthas, the Banshee Queen no longer thinks about anything else, only revenge.

Love, friendship, family, all these things no longer exist.

Revenge is her only belief in life, and the forgotten people she leads remain in this world because of this belief.

But now! After seeing him, an undead started bleeding from the nose, and even blushed on his white bone face, a shy expression.

The other party clearly had no eyeballs, but Sylvanas could feel that his eyes were fixed on her indescribable position, and he even asked her for her underwear.

The dead could not feel that kind of passionate feeling, that beautiful night between men and women, and she would never have that feeling again.

"Madam, I can see that you seem very sad. Is that thing next to your eyes a tear mark?" Brooke said.

Sylvanas snorted coldly, clenched her fist, and hammered it hard on the skeleton's head.

"None of your business! Who the hell are you?" The Banshee Queen became angrier and angrier as she spoke, waving her little fists and beating the skeleton non-stop.

"Ouch! It hurts so much! But I'm still very happy to be beaten by such a beautiful woman, Yo-ho-ho-ho!" Even after being beaten, Brooke laughed with extreme happiness.

Then, in front of the stunned eyes of everyone, all the Forsaken, a big lump suddenly appeared on the skeleton's head.

"Oh my Holy Light!" An undead spirit who was a priest or a paladin in his former life cried out in amazement.

Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me? You are just a weirdo.

But you are a skeleton, you are a skeleton, you have nosebleeds, and your head gets swollen. Where does your blood come from?
Where did the flesh on that swollen bump of yours come from?

"The holy light is indeed beautiful! When I was illuminated by the holy light, it was a very comfortable feeling, as if I was back in my mother's arms, or as if I was in a warm ocean." Brook turned his head and looked at the undead warrior who was emitting praises of the holy light and spoke.

At this moment, some of the undead creatures who believed in the Holy Light in their lifetime seemed to have rekindled their hope in the Holy Light. "What on earth are you? What on earth are you! Tell me? Is this some kind of deceptive illusion magic?
Is this a spell I haven't seen before? You are a living person." Sylvanas looked a little excited, pressed Brook to the ground, grabbed his collar, and shouted viciously.

But her vision is the vision of the Shadow Realm, the vision of the dead, and some illusions cannot deceive her, the Banshee Queen.

The skeleton in front of him had no flesh on his body, but he did have a bump on his head and was bleeding from his nose.

He looks like a dead ghost but behaves like a living person.

The more this happened, the more Sylvanas hated her and became angrier. Why, why do you feel that way?

Not being able to eat, drink water, or sleep is actually tolerable.

But the instinct of reproduction is the most fundamental purpose of life. Who knows the pain of not being able to reproduce?
As a female high elf who has lived for more than a thousand years, how could she not have a partner in some capacity during her long life?

Even his own ranger apprentice was not the first person to enter the scene.

Even her eldest sister Alleria had close relationships with some male elves before she met Turalyon.

This is not love, this kind of relationship is just an instinctive need for life to reproduce.

The three sisters were relatively conservative. However, the female elves who had lived in Silvermoon City for thousands of years were leading a decadent life to an outrageous degree.

Sylvanas knew very well what kind of people her own people were. Every blood elf, male or female, was an expert in this area.

This is also the reason why the three sisters chose humans as their partners.

"My name is Brook, and I'm the one who ate the Yomiuri Fruit, ma'am! I can feel your endless sorrow, and you must have had a very tragic past, right?" Brook had been beaten into a pig's head at this time, but he still managed to open his skull mouth, revealing an ugly smile.

"It's none of your business, ugly bastard." Damn bastard, who doesn't know why I became like this? Don't you know about Arthas's massacre of Quel'Thalas?

"Please allow me to play a song for you! I am a musician. My music may not be able to eliminate your sadness, but at least it can make you feel better." Brooke said.

"Only the death of Arthas will make me happy." The Banshee Queen said with a grim expression.

"Actually, you should smile. You haven't laughed happily for a long time, right?

It's decided. Before I leave here and meet my own captain, lady, I will make you smile sincerely once, yo hoo hoo hoo." Brooke said.

"Roar! Ah! Wow!" Sylvanas flew into the air, let out a sharp roar, and turned into a terrifying banshee. Her entire face began to distort, becoming extremely terrifying and eerie.

"That day will never come. I am the Banshee Queen. I have only hatred in my heart. Put him in the dungeon and lock him up with chains. I will let you feel the pain of the forgotten."

(End of this chapter)