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"Little girl, I can't be sure whether your reappearance is a good thing or a bad thing for this world. Have you made up your mind?" the archbishop said helplessly.

My child, the identity of the Lordaeron royal family may be a curse to you now. Your brother has caused too much pain to this world, and countless people want to kill him, to kill the Lich King Arthas.

"I know! Our Menethil family has failed this land and all the people on this land."

My brother did something that is absolutely outrageous; he is a complete monster.

"But if it's Uther, he'll surely accept me as long as I appear before him. I should reappear before my people, and besides, the great God of Light will surely save me," Princess Calia said.

Perhaps others wouldn't forgive him, perhaps everyone else would want to kill her, the Lich King's sister, but she believed that Uther would understand her.

"Since you want to go, little girl, I'll go with you. We'll head to the Chapel of the House of Light to see Uther!" The archbishop sighed helplessly, nodded, and said.

No matter what, he couldn't let go of this world. If he could really be resurrected, he would want to do his part for this world that has suffered so much.

The master and apprentice nodded to each other, then left the cabin where they had lived for several years and headed to the Church of Light's Wish.

Countless reclusive paladins, disheartened priests, and even many members of the Scarlet Crusade came to the Chapel of Light's Hope to worship this great holy giant, the God of Light.

Even some paladins from the Alliance, some paladins and priests from the blood elf community, came to Light's Hope Chapel.

After Rhodes returned to Undercity, a great figure also arrived in Undercity.

"Thrall, I didn't expect you to come to Undercity. Please come in!" Rhodes smiled and invited Thrall into Undercity.

"My friend, I apologize for disturbing you. You are now a noble demigod, but I am just a mortal."

"Perhaps a thousand years from now, you will still remember me, your old friend. By then, I'll probably be lying in my grave," Sal said.

"Hahaha! If you're willing, I can grant you several hundred years of lifespan as a chieftain, allowing you to continue leading the tribe," Rhodes said.

If Thrall continues to serve as the Warchief of the Horde, it would be a good thing for the Horde, at least much better than some brainless Garrosh.

"You are so generous. It seems we really are in two different worlds now; since you became a demigod, our connection has become increasingly weak."

"But please remember Rhodes, my friend, if you ever need the Horde's help, just ask," Thrall said with a smile.

"I will. For example, this time during the expedition to Northrend, the Horde sent its elite army to participate in the war against the Lich King," Rhodes said.

He could sense that Thrall's words had a hidden meaning, but his own level had even surpassed that of a demigod.

He really didn't want to get involved in the affairs of ordinary people anymore. In the past, he even wanted Kaido to lead the tribe.

But now neither he nor Kaido are interested anymore. There's nothing they can do; as their strength has increased, their horizons have broadened as well.

"I've heard of that mysterious resurrection technique! My friend, I want to ask you a favor: can you let me see my parents again?"

"And our tribe's great hero, Grommash Hellscream," Thrall asked.

"In principle, recalling souls from the Shadow Realm would disrupt the balance between the two realms."

Although I possess the ability to resurrect, I can only resurrect those who are still alive in the world, not those who have not left.

"But your parents, and Grommash Hellscream of Grommash, have already left this world. Are you sure you want me to help you summon them back from the Shadowlands?" Rhodes asked.

After joining the Horde, Thrall did indeed make things much easier for him.

When he was still weak in the early stages, he received tremendous support, and Rhodes is not the kind of person who would abandon someone after they have served their purpose.

If Thrall were to ask, he would help, but not with the Reincarnation Technique, as that is far too astonishing.

Currently, the only one publicly known to the public is his adopted son, who can use the Holy Light. His adopted son is currently in the Eastern Plaguelands, where he has gathered a large number of human believers, and his Holy Light power is becoming increasingly strong.

"My friend! I really want to see my parents again, please!"

"If you help me with this, then the tribe will do three things for you unconditionally from now on," Thrall said.

"I understand. If you insist on doing so, no problem. The tribe doesn't need to do the three things for me! This is my way of repaying you, Great Chieftain," Rhodes said.

"I heard that casting this special resurrection spell requires sacrifices, so I captured three quilboars, along with my parents and parts of Grom Hellscream's remains," Thrall said.

Before coming, he had already found out what he needed and what would happen after being resurrected by this spell.

Although it's not quite the same as being alive, it's still better than being dead.

Moreover, Thrall had witnessed that powerful immortality firsthand.

Some warlocks even say this is more perfect than being alive, and many warlocks want to actively transform into this state.

Rhodes nodded and led Thrall to an open space behind Undercity. He then took the offering Thrall handed him and extracted some of the flesh and blood from it.

He immediately used the Impure World Reincarnation technique!

Even without having consumed the Chakra Fruit, he could easily summon the dead from the Shadow Realm simply by possessing the Rinnegan.

Needless to say, the three souls were quickly summoned.

However, these three souls are somewhat strange; one of them, a male and a female orc, are Thrall's parents.

They have brown skin, and their souls are transparent, appearing extremely weak, as if they could dissipate at any moment.

But the other one was even more tragic; his soul was reduced to half, and his entire body had become transparent.

He looked extremely weak and listless, and even when Rhodes summoned him, he had no self-awareness whatsoever.

"Your parents' souls are fine, but Grommash Hellscream's soul is too weak. I will resurrect your parents first."

The two boar-men who were sacrificed screamed in agony as countless flying scraps of paper and a clay-like substance enveloped them, transforming them into the likeness of Thrall's parents.

Durotan, the leader of the Frostwolf Clan, and his wife Draka!

"My love, I never thought I would see you again. I thought we were parting ways."

"Have we escaped that hell? That hellish place, we won't suffer anymore, will we?" Draca asked.

"I don't know, but it's very likely some kind of witchcraft. Did you summon us? My people, and humans?"

"Father, Mother! It is I, Guil, your son," Sal said excitedly.

"My child, you, you're not dead, that's wonderful! Please, please don't go to that world, that world is a living hell."

"They said we were guilty, separated us, and then tortured us day and night, forcing us to contribute our heart energy." Thrall's parents' eyes were filled with fear; they were terrified of the Shadowlands.

"It's alright, Father, Mother, you're safe."

The three embraced, but a glint of cunning flashed in Sal's eyes.

His own parents suffered immense torment in the afterlife, and Rhodes had previously stated that all souls must go to the Shadowlands after death.

"Your parents' souls are very weak right now. Let them rest. As for Gromash's soul, I need to restore his soul energy. His resurrection will take some time," Rhodes said with a frown.

Gromash's soul was almost completely gone; if he hadn't been summoned, this orc hero would probably have been annihilated.

Sal's parents were no better off; they too suffered greatly from the torment of their soul energy.

Or rather, the thing called anima in the Shadowlands was extracted in excessive amounts, leaving both souls extremely weak.

It seems they went to Revendreth to atone for their sins. As for Grommash Hellscream, if I'm not mistaken, he was sent to the Maw. Grommash Hellscream should be deemed an irredeemable soul.

Although he finally realized his mistakes at the last moment, he was still deeply sinful, having slaughtered countless of his own people, countless Draenei, countless humans, and even demigods.

Therefore, he was deemed beyond redemption and thrown into the Abyss.

"You know something about another world, don't you?"

"Rhodes, my friend, what kind of place is that?" After calming his parents down, Thrall approached Rhodes with a grim expression and asked.

It seems the afterlife is not peaceful either; at least his parents were tormented terribly, and even the great hero of their tribe, Gromash, was tormented to the point that his soul was almost dissipating.

"That's a real hell, there's no fairness whatsoever," Rhodes said meaningfully.

At this very moment, a great upheaval is also taking place in the Shadowlands, as a special soul that had previously ascended to Bastion has been summoned away.

They thought something had happened, and some of the Eternals even suspected that the warden imprisoned in the Maw had done something secretly, but after an investigation, they found nothing.

But now, two more souls have escaped from Revendreth, which makes the Eternals sense that something is wrong. (End of Chapter)