Zhu Tian started by deceiving his father-in-law from the perspective of pirates.

Rhodes did have a collection of White Zetsu, numbering around 100,000.

The problem is that if this number is applied to all the Forgotten, it's not enough; the total number of the Forgotten is in the hundreds of thousands.

Even all the White Zetsu combined wouldn't be enough. Although this move could theoretically control all the Forgotten Ones, there aren't enough sacrifices to give them!

“My dear, I have found a reliable solution. This method would be very difficult for others, but it is different for the Forsaken.”

The first forgotten souls resided within them, for their souls remained within them due to the Lich King's power.

Therefore, I don't need to go to any trouble to summon their souls from the Shadowlands.

"In fact, all they need is an ordinary body, which we can actually replace with some special things," Rhodes said with a smile.

The biggest advantage of resurrecting the Forsaken is that there is absolutely no need to summon their souls from the Shadowlands.

“What can replace it?” Sylvanas asked.

“Haha, they’re everywhere. In Silverpine Forest, in Tirisfal Glades, even in all sorts of waterways, these lowly creatures are practically everywhere,” Rhodes said with a laugh.

"You, you're not talking about murlocs, kobolds, gnolls or anything like that, are you?" Sylvanas asked, her eyes wide.

"Why do you think they're no good? Do you know how fast these guys reproduce?"

"The kobolds and gnolls are alright, but if you don't clean it up for a few months, a whole bunch of merfolk will come out of the river, those filthy creatures," Rhodes said.

Neither the Horde nor the Alliance cares about the life or death of these lowly creatures; in fact, wiping them all out would be the best outcome.

What are the daily tasks for ordinary adventurers from the Horde and Alliance? Most of them are clearing out kobolds, gnolls, and murlocs.

“That’s certainly a good idea, but are you sure they can use it?” Sylvanas asked somewhat nervously.

After all, this is about reviving one's own race!

"Although they are a bit slow-witted, reproduce faster, are uglier, more disgusting, and dirtier."

But they are still a kind of intelligent life; the kobolds can cast some arcane magic, and the gnolls can unleash their rage.

"As for those merfolk, I really can't understand how a shaman could be born from among them. Can you believe how absurd that is?" Rhodes said.

Please! In the world of Azeroth, even the kindest priest wouldn't care about or pity the lives of these inferior beings.

"Don't worry! I've already had Kabuto test it out. He captured some fishmen, gnolls, and kobolds. They're all perfect sacrifices," Rhodes said.

After arriving in Undercity, he had arranged for the apothecary Kabuto and the resurrected Gul'dan to capture some low-level creatures such as gnolls, kobolds, and murlocs, and then conduct some small experiments.

These weak and incredibly prolific creatures, which are found everywhere in the world of Azeroth, are perfect as offerings for the rebirth of the drawing.

Kabuto even wanted some of these creatures to breed and cultivate them in a special way.

Rhodes had no objection to this; in Wano Country, they could raise some fish-men to be used as offerings for the Impure World Reincarnation later.

Gnolls and kobolds can also be used as practice targets for ordinary pirates. Some can be raised in Shiki's territory, and these creatures can breed into a large group in just a few months.

"Demigod Rhodes, the spell you mentioned comes with a price, right?" Rhodes keenly sensed that the spell seemed to have a considerable cost!

"That's right, there is indeed a price to pay. This resurrection spell can bring the dead back to life, but it requires the sacrifice of a life."

"Don't worry! I've found the perfect substitute," Rhodes said.

“If it’s these low-level creatures, I completely agree. You don’t know that we in Dalaran spend a lot of money every year issuing missions to eliminate these low-level creatures. In some rivers, murlocs can easily proliferate,” Ronin said.

Rhonin might be offended if other intelligent races were used as sacrifices, but not murlocs, gnolls, or kobolds.

Forget it, how many of these things are wiped out? It's something to celebrate, those filthy, inferior creatures.

They serve no purpose other than harassing residents, robbing livestock, attacking caravans, and even assaulting human children.

"If that's the case, then Rhodes, hurry up and do it! I can't wait to announce this good news to my people." Sylvanas looked very excited.

He resurrected all the Forsaken in the form of impure resurrection, so that even the princess of Lordaeron would no longer be able to threaten his rule.

“No problem, my dear. Go and gather all the Forsaken! Announce this wonderful news to them.”

Sylvanas smiled and nodded at Rhodes, then turned and left.

That evening, Sylvanas, the Banshee Queen, summoned all the Forsaken of Undercity and announced a decision to them.

Hundreds of thousands of Forsaken gathered here, and Sylvanas appeared before them in her resurrected form.

Standing at the highest point of Lordaeron, beside her was Rhodes.

"Your Majesty! Have you truly risen from the dead?" A Forsaken gazed at Sylvanas, now transformed into a high elf, on the high platform, filled with immense excitement.

“Your Majesty, will you… will you grant us this resurrection? Will you grant it to your people?” a Forsaken warrior asked.

This is what all the Forsaken care about: Her Majesty the Queen has been resurrected, so what about them?

They, these Forsaken who had followed the Queen through countless life-and-death struggles for years, all the Forsaken once shared only one thought: to kill Arthas.

But even now, they want more and more. Before, they gained a hilarious emotion from artificial Devil Fruits, but now they want to be resurrected and become like the Queen.

“My people, all the forgotten ones, I know you are very restless these days, I know you are longing for something these days.”

Yes, you all saw it, I was resurrected, but this resurrection came at a price, and it wasn't as perfect as you imagined.

"Tell our Queen, what is the price? As long as we can bear it."

"Aren't you perfect as you are now?"

Some of the Forsaken began to chatter amongst themselves, saying that Sylvanas in front of them looked like a living person, not at all like an undead.

Is the price too high? Is that why Her Majesty doesn't want them resurrected because of the demigod's magic?

"However! Although there is a huge price to pay and some drawbacks, as your queen..."

"I am still willing to share this imperfect resurrection with you," Sylvanas said, opening her arms wide.

"Thank you, praise you, Your Majesty!"

"Praise be to you, great Queen Sylvanas, your light will shine upon us all."

Upon hearing that Sylvanas would share the resurrection with all of them, the Forsaken erupted in thunderous cheers.

The Queen did not disappoint them; she truly promised to share the resurrection with all the Forsaken.

"No need to thank me, this is the magic spell cast by my husband, the great Azure Dragon demigod Rhodes."

He also improved the spell, which previously required a huge price.

"But now, with just a tiny price, you can be resurrected," Sylvanas declared loudly.

Previously, a living person was required, but now a lower form of being is needed—fishman, kobold, gnoll, or anything else will do.

Clap clap clap clap! Enthusiastic applause erupted from below.

"Praise be to the great Azure Dragon Demigod!"

"Praise be to the Azure Dragon Demigod!"

"Praise be to the great Queen!"

"Alright, everyone quiet down! Now I'll show you how this resurrection spell brings people back to life, and what its drawbacks are." Rhodes walked up to all the Forsaken, waved his hand, and signaled everyone to quiet down.

After all the Forsaken quieted down, Rhodes clapped his hands, and a group of Dark Rangers immediately appeared before them, accompanied by a dozen or so murlocs, kobolds, and gnolls.

Some of the Forsaken were bewildered; they did not understand what the great demigod meant by bringing these inferior beings before them.

Rhodes looked at the Forsaken group in front of him and asked loudly.

"Next, I need a volunteer. I want to show everyone the magic of this spell."

Chapter 283 The Birth of a New Type of Undead: Immortality and Limitless Stamina

In an instant, all the Forgotten Ones were eager to be the first to receive this gift, to be resurrected.

"Great demigod, choose me, choose me."

"Let me receive this blessing! Let me be the first!"

Countless forgotten people began to raise their hands eagerly, hoping to be the first to be resurrected, even if only as an experimental subject.

Everyone understood that since the Azure Dragon demigod dared to say these words, he must have absolute confidence.

Rhodes was very pleased with the reaction of the Forsaken below.

That's right, that's exactly it, that's correct.

Rhodes gave Sylvanas a wink, signaling that the person she had arranged could now enter the arena.

A dark ranger stepped forward, knelt before Sylvanas and Rhodes, and spoke.

"Let me do it, great demigod Rhodes, and Your Majesty, we Dark Rangers have always been your most loyal servants. Let us demonstrate this magical spell to all your people!"

As Sylvanas's loyal followers, the Dark Rangers are undoubtedly among the first to be resurrected.

“Very good, Ranger. Then you can be the first one! Come forward, Cynthia!”

Sylvanas beckoned, and Cynthia, the Dark Ranger kneeling before her, immediately nodded and came to Rhodes' side. (This character is not an original creation of the author but was already present in the original story.)

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“Yes, I need some of your flesh and blood to serve as a medium for my necromancy spells,” Rhodes said with a smile as he approached the Dark Ranger.

“Come on, demigod! Take whichever part of my body is suitable.” Cynthia opened her arms and looked at Rhodes with a fanatical expression.

“Don’t be nervous, dear girl, just a small tuft of your hair will do.” Rhodes smiled and took a tuft of the Dark Ranger’s hair.

Please, what you're doing will make Her Majesty the Queen misunderstand. Are you trying to usurp the throne? Or are you trying to usurp Her Majesty the Queen's throne?

Rhodes clasped his hands together and began to form a very strange hand seal. Chakra power began to surge, and a kobold was placed in the very center of the righteous law.

Using the hair of the Dark Ranger Cynthia as a medium, Rhode began to care for her soul. The Dark Ranger's body suddenly trembled, and her soul was directly extracted by Rhode.

Her body swayed and then collapsed, while the blood-red light in the Dark Ranger's eyes faded after her soul was summoned away.

Then the soul was injected into the sacrificial offering's body, and countless paper-like things began to appear, quickly sticking to the kobold's body and gradually enveloping it.

"Ouch! Ouch!" The kobold let out a scream, and then his size began to change, from a height of about 1.2 meters to a height of about 1.7 meters.

She slowly transformed into the appearance of a female high elf, with golden hair, long pointed ears, and a ranger's outfit—this was Cynthia's appearance in life.

"Huff! Huff!" The resurrected ranger gasped for breath, slowly opened his eyes, and then looked shakily at his hands. They were the color of a living person, and his golden hair had returned.

Moreover, all his emotions and desires returned, and the despairing aura of death disappeared. To outsiders, he truly appeared to have come back to life, except for his eyes, which were somewhat odd and gave off an indescribable feeling.

"Hahaha! I'm resurrected! I'm resurrected!" The female ranger Cynthia exclaimed with extreme joy.