Nathanos sensed Uther's presence even some distance from Uther's Tomb.
Unlike other Undead, Uther is protected by the Holy Light.
Golden Holy Light enveloped Uther's translucent soul, who still wore the golden armor he wore in life and wielded the famous two-handed hammer Earthshaker.
Walking in the darkness, Uther is like a beacon, and the other Undead, fearing his Holy Light, have no choice but to keep their distance.
Uther walked along praising the Holy Light while simultaneously cursing Arthas, that traitor.
A Furbolg adventurer accidentally encountered Uther. Uther charged forward, grabbed the Furbolg, and roared:
"Arthas killed me, avenged me, the Holy Light is with us."
The Furbolg was terrified and nodded in agreement, trembling.
"Didn't you hear me?" Uther said angrily. "The Scourge is rampaging, and only the great Savior Thrall can save Azeroth. You must fight the Scourge."
"I'm willing, I'll do whatever you say." The Furbolg was terrified, its face turning ashen.
"Scourge How dare you destroy Azeroth! Die, you insidious Undead!"
Uther's spirit ignored everything the Furbolg said, pounced, and burrowed into the Furbolg's body.
The Furbolg's body quickly withered, turning into skin and bones, and it swayed and collapsed.
Uther, who feeds on the lifeblood of adventurers, is one of the greatest dangers in the Plaguelands.
Unfortunately, no one dared to speak ill of Uther. Many adventurers saw the Undead avoid Uther wherever he went, thinking they could find refuge there, but they all suffered the consequences.
Nathanos was extremely cautious, maintaining a safe distance from Uther's Restless Souls.
Controlling Uther is a huge challenge.
Most of the Undead in the Plaguelands are intelligent and unite to form villages and towns to fight against external enemies.
Nathanos could only control mindless Undead.
Although Uther appears to be intelligent, he is unable to communicate with other Undead and lives only in his own world, Nathanos believes gives him an opportunity.
However, reality soon dealt Nathanos a heavy blow.
An Orcs approached Uther with a grin.
The Orcs was dressed in magnificent armor, carrying a Battle Axe on his back, and followed by a group of guards who treated him with utmost respect.
"Eitrigg!"
Nathanos narrowed his eyes and quickly used magic to conceal himself.
The Blightcaller was attacked by the Alliance adventurers multiple times, and each time its skeleton was shattered, forcing it to be pieced back together.
Nathanos investigated and found that it was this Eitrigg who was instigating the adventurers.
"Uther, you fool, kneel down!" Eitrigg roared.
Uther's Restless Souls knelt obediently on the ground and kowtowed to Eitrigg.
Nathanos was secretly surprised. The dark magic he had learned was something Sylvanas had helped him find, the result of the painstaking efforts of many Archmages in Silvermoon City.
However, controlling Uther is still very difficult; how did Eitrigg manage to do it so easily?
Soon, the mystery was solved.
A Dreadlord emerged from the shadows and asked curiously:
"Eitrigg, what do you need this piece of trash for?"
Eitrigg bowed and scraped, saying, "Great Lord Tichondrius, the Savior Thrall intends to use Uther against someone."
Tichondrius chuckled, "That foolish Uther is already under my control. Rest assured, no one in the Plaguelands can stand against him."
"Who is Eitriggs targeting? Could it be..."
Nathanos felt a chill run down his spine. "Could it be that they're targeting me?"
What should I do?
Nathanos thought of an old friend, the Scarlet Crusade saint Demetria.
Demetria was one of the four beauties of the Scarlet Crusade and the chief advisor to the Grand Crusader Dathrohan.
Because of his "innate intuition," he repeatedly helped the Scarlet Crusade win victories against the Scourge Undead.
Nathanos and Demetria had a relationship and developed feelings for each other, but unfortunately, due to Sylvanas's jealousy, they were unable to be together.
In order to deceive the Dark Lady, Nathanos was forced to issue the mission to kill Demetria.
Having made up his mind, Nathanos returned to Marris Stead and hung a lantern on the fence at the edge of the farm.
This was the signal the two had agreed upon. Early the next morning, in the basement, a transparent Restless Souls appeared before Nathanos.
As a saint of the Scarlet Crusade, Demetria possesses unique abilities, and this Restless Souls is one of them.
The Restless Souls's long legs were crossed high, a seductive smile playing on its lips:
"What, is Sylvanas jealous again?"
Nathanos shook his head, saying with difficulty, "It's Eitrigg. He's taken control of Uther and is coming to deal with me."
Demetria narrowed her eyes slightly and said warily:
"Uther was the embodiment of the Holy Light. He was ambushed and killed by Saurfang in his early years, and later Corruption by the Dreadlord Tichondrius with dark magic. He is not easy to deal with."
Nathanos, helpless, smiled wryly and said, "There's really no other way; I have to return to Undercity."
Demetria shook her head. "You can't go back. Sylvanas will definitely turn you into Undead, and Uther isn't without weaknesses either."
"What weakness?" Nathanos asked hastily.
"Orcs, Uther is terrified of Orcs. As long as you hire Orcs to protect you, you'll be safe," Demetria suggested.
Nathanos hesitated for a moment. "With Eitrigg around, no Orcs will accept my employment, but you've reminded me."
Night fell, and golden Holy Light enveloped Marris Stead. Nathanos hid in the basement, while on the ground, the Blightcaller led his hounds to meet the enemy.
Uther was terrifying; a pair of golden wings sprouted from his back, and he floated slowly through the air.
Wherever the Holy Light passed, the corrupted land was cleansed, Blightcaller were pressed to the ground, unable to move.
A dozen or so Plague Hounds howled, their bodies emitting black smoke.
Not far away, Eitrigg, protected by ten guards, was monitoring the battle.
Seeing Uther display his might, Eitrigg was smug, estimating that he would soon capture Nathanos.
Suddenly, Uther let out a terrified scream and fell from the sky, the Holy Light melting away as quickly as snow under the blazing sun.
As if he had encountered the most terrifying thing, Uther fled without hesitation and quickly disappeared without a trace.
Eitrigg was dumbfounded, completely unaware of what had happened.
Marris Stead, where an Undead Orcs controlled by Nathanos has secretly hidden himself.
The Blightcaller rose again, and the dozen or so Plague Hounds, now free, followed the scent to Eitrigg.
Whoosh!
The Blightcaller drew his bow and shot an arrow, and all the Orcs guards around Eitrigg fell, struck by the arrow. He himself was then surrounded by Plague Hounds.
Nathanos, controlling the Blightcaller, approached Eitrigg and stared at him with ill intent.
Eitrigg forced a smile, "This is a misunderstanding. I am the noblest Orcs in Azeroth, second only to Thrall, the Savior."
The Blightcaller chuckled coldly, "If you die here, who will even know?"
The Plague Hounds pounced and quickly pinned Eitrigg to the ground.
The Blightcaller drew a sharp dagger. "They say Eitrigg has a benevolent heart, but I'll see what yours looks like."
A sharp dagger pierced Eitrigg's chest. Suddenly, a roar came from behind the Blightcaller:
"Stop! Stop it now!"
Tirion Fordring strode over and rescued Eitrigg from the Blightcaller.