"Never!" Alexstrasza snorted, wanting to enslave her without even an inner circle! This is not the original plot; she had just been captured not long ago and still had the ability to resist. In the storyline, by the time the rescue team arrived, it had already been four or five years, and by that time, she would have long since been reduced to a prisoner without dignity.
"Then wait to die!" Nethul dared not do much to her; being able to temporarily submit was already a good outcome. If the Dragon Queen was killed, he could easily guess his clan would face complete disaster!
Arthas arrived at the fortress hall, facing a ten-meter tall, massive fire elemental. It was engulfed in fierce flames, with a core made of magma at its heart; that was where the essence of the elemental creature was located. Fire elementals do not have a physical form; they are made either of flames or magma.
The heat they radiate is incredibly overwhelming, and staying too close for too long causes skin to blister. If there was something that adventurers did not want to deal with, it would definitely be fire elementals; at least water elementals, which also had no physical form, were not so difficult to handle.
"Fiery Elemental: Level 40 Monster, Extremely Dangerous Level (Wearing the Black Dragon Medal prevents being attacked)"
Looking at the prompt that appeared from the system, Arthas' eyes flickered a few times. Could this also be a backup left by Deathwing? He glanced around; ahead seemed to be the place where the Dragon Queen was imprisoned. To the right, there were some secret chambers where the sounds of whips and the lamentations of hatchlings occasionally came through.
It seemed to be a dragon taming chamber, with orcs from the Dragonmaw Clan taming the red dragons as if training wild beasts. Arthas quietly hid behind a corner and saw an orc walking out—none other than Nethul, wielding the Demon Soul.
Don't ask how he knew; the big characters with his name above his head made it impossible not to know. Taking advantage of the corner, there was a gap here without orc guards. Arthas revealed himself directly and slashed down at Nethul as he walked past. Slash! A streak of blood suddenly appeared from the top of Nethul' head!
"Yes!" Just as Nethul finished saying that, he was stunned by a falling light hammer from above. Arthas shoved a large piece of cloth into his mouth and then pulled out a rope to bind him.
After four seconds of dizziness passed, Nethul found himself tied up, both hands and feet bound, and his mouth stuffed with a large piece of torn cloth, a rope wound around both sides of his nose, firmly blocking the cloth in his mouth.
"Mmm!" Nethul's eyes widened as he looked at the human boy in front of him, wielding a seven-bladed dagger that stabbed towards his heart, one cut after another. Each stab took some of his health, although not much, but his constant struggles were completely useless; he was firmly suppressed, continuously stabbed.
"Ugh! Mmm!" Nethul reluctantly fell to the ground; he never expected someone would ambush him! If it was a rogue's sneak attack, the stun would lift as soon as the attack occurred. But a Paladin's hammer of justice undoubtedly caused unbreakable stuns. Bound during the dizziness, slowly being stabbed to death with each thrust, there was no way to resist this.
Arthas gasped for breath, looking at the already dead Nethul, he was also extremely tense; unless he killed him quickly, he would be discovered. With so many orcs charging over, they would surely overwhelm them no matter how good he was. And reality is different from the game; in the game, they had to whittle down the opponent's health before they would fall. In reality, if one's head was cut off, their health would instantly drop to zero. There are many ways to eliminate enemies: poisoning, ambushing, kidnapping, drugging, assassinating, etc., as long as one can think of it, it can be done.
This kind of assassination is undoubtedly the most efficient and makes enemies feel the most frustrated. Blood pooled on the floor as Arthas collected Nethul's body into the ring space, and several pieces of equipment and items dropped to the ground.
"Demonic Contract: Use this contract to sign an agreement with a demon; the type of contract depends on the strength of both parties (if strength is insufficient, you may even be re-enslaved by the demon)."
"Warlock's Tome: Teaches you the knowledge and spells of warlock entry; using this item can increase warlocks secondary skills."
"Spirit Sphere: A crystal ball for absorbing souls, essential for warlocks."
"Demon Soul: An artifact composed of the power of the four-color dragons, capable of slaying dragons instantly."
"Ding! You have obtained the Demon Soul. Would you like to consume the Demon Soul to awaken the Titan soul sleeping within you?"
Seeing this, Arthas fell silent for a moment, his mind racing. Should he sacrifice such an artifact for the mission? If he could use this artifact, he could make the Dragon Queen and the Green Dragon Queens kneel before him to serve him! Just thinking of two mature and beautiful noblewomen pleasuring him made him feel a bit excited!
Arthas immediately extinguished that thought. Regardless of the type of dragon, none could be conquered by brute force. The Demon Soul could temporarily enslave them, but once an opportunity arose, it would definitely backfire. So, Arthas quickly discarded this unrealistic idea; there are many ways to play with women, but using such extreme methods was not what he liked nor did it seem to a be a good idea in the long run.
Buzz! The Demon Soul began to shatter, transforming into rays of pure energy in the silent light. These energies transformed into specks of light and entered his body, feeling warm, as a surge of arcane power began to mutate, life force started to mutate, and dream power also began to mutate.
The power of the four-color dragons started to mutate within Arthas' body, awakening a certain dormant power. Whoosh! At a certain moment, a whirlwind suddenly rose in the fortress. The ceiling shook, causing countless dust particles to fall, and all the orcs couldn't help but kneel down, as if they had encountered something terrifying.
Even the imprisoned Dragon Queen looked up at the sky in surprise; she seemed to sense something—the great existence that would grant her power was coming again?
In a vibrant emerald dreamscape, a green dragon sleeping within the dreams suddenly opened its amber eyes. It looked at the sky with a puzzled gaze, "Is this real?"
"Child, be steady!"