Shadow Realm - the common home of all the dead, operating according to established rules, and today... all souls look up and see a magical scene in the sky.

The sky was broken... Like Revenders' mirror, a dark green phantom projected out of it, and countless souls were trembling about it, and even Madoxas' duel stopped at this moment.

"Arbitrators, we need your guidance." In Olipos, the supervisors were also extremely worried about this.

"I can understand the confusion in your heart." A hint of excitement was highlighted in the tone of the creation named Arbiter on the platform: "This power comes from the first birther... We have been waiting for countless years and finally got rewards!"

"First Birthman?" The supervisors on the platform said in unison: "Is the Shadow World about to usher in a new life?"

"I'm afraid it will be like this." The arbitrator said with a smile: "Zoval will definitely be punished for his wrong actions!"

"I have to leave Olipos for a while to discuss some of the future of the Shadow World with my colleagues."

"No... look at the sky!" Just as the arbitrator was about to set out, a supervisor pointed to the blue sky: "The crack is slowly disappearing!"

When everyone looked up, under their gaze, the crack was indeed slowly shrinking and eventually disappeared.

"No... the power of the first birther... disappeared..." The arbitrator was immediately in a huge depression.

"Maybe the first-born man just came to the Shadow World to inspect." A supervisor said: "After imprisoning Zoval, the Shadow World has been running smoothly for countless years, so he chose to leave again."

The supervisor's explanation was agreed by the majority present, and the arbitrator also accepted the explanation.

"But I still have to meet with several other colleagues." The arbitrator whispered: "During this time I have left, you need to manage Olipos well-I will leave some of the strength to assist the soul's ruling."

"Affect your orders." The supervisors said respectfully.

...

Alvin didn't know that because of his actions, the entire Shadow World had fallen into longing for the first birther.

At the top of the Ice Crown Fortress, the Lich King was staring at Alvin with a very strange gaze, and after a brief silence, he handed Frost's sorrow back.

"Does it feel a little strange?" Alvin said with a smile as he looked at Arthas' pale hair. "The power of this sword is indeed powerful enough... but it is not as good as it can affect me."

"No...I mean, why can you project your own power into the Shadow Realm?" The Lich King whispered: "You know that even if I rely on the sorrow of Frost, I can't break through that layer of confinement."

"You don't need to know." Alvin curled his lips and smiled, and he handed Alsace a "fruit" emitting bursts of light: "This is what you need."

"Okay okay...soul memory from the shadow world..." The Death Knight took the fruit from Ivan's hand, and then poured the green energy into the phantom of Valstein on the side.

"I... where am I?" After absorbing all the power in the fruit, the elf's soul finally regained its consciousness. After turning around, he saw Vandal's deer helmet, who had already burst into tears.

"My son...I finally got you back." Vandal Deer Helmet said tremblingly: "All my efforts have not been in vain..."

"Father...I'm sorry for not being by your side forever." Valstein felt guilty: "I shouldn't have attacked rashly at the beginning..."

"It's all over, my son." Lu Helmet comforted: "The world today is very different from before. You just need to live a good life. The insects of Silitus have been completely defeated by us!"

"What a good news!" Varstein said excitedly.

"Ahem... I think there should be a lot to say between you." Evan said: "But for Valstein, just the soul cannot support his normal life."

"He needs a physical body." The Lich King also added: "The soul has no home, so it is very easy to fall into madness."

"Like the ghosts wandering on the Black Coast?" Lu Helmet said with a frown: "I will never allow my son to become like that."

"Hey... Since we have reached this point, let's just help." Arthas sighed and whispered: "Professor Putrised, come to me right away."

"Master, I'll come here right now!" Through the helmet of domination, the Lich King was able to communicate with any undead under his control.

Soon, a man with a rotten smell all over his body and eyes with goggles came to everyone.

"Dear Lich King, why did you come to me for?" Professor Putrised whispered.

"How is your research progressing on sludge and gas?" asked Alsace.

"Very smooth!" Professor Putrised immediately replied loudly: "I have mastered the key technology to inject plague into sludge poison gas. In time... the whole of Azeroth will be immersed in the deadly poison gas!"

"Well...we can skip this topic now." The Lich King whispered: "If I want you to make a body for a soul, is it difficult?"

"Sir, nothing is rare in Ptrised... let alone just make a body."

"The Ice Crown Fortress is full of raw materials, just some splicing work is needed..."

"Then, design a body for him as fast as possible." The Lich King pointed at Varstein not far away: "Make it more delicate, don't make him look weird."

"See the master!" Professor Putrised jumped to Valstein and stared at the soul: "The strange smell."

After roughly looking at Valstein's appearance, Professor Putrised returned to his laboratory again, searched through the broken limbs and frozen internal organs, and finally pieced together a slightly weird corpse.

After a period of "polishing", Professor Putrised returned to the top of the Ice Crown Fortress with his final work.

“The great creation from Professor Putrised – I wonder if you are satisfied with this?”
Chapter completed!