Sylvanas and Varimathras arrived at the Mage Quarter of Undercity, a place where magical experiments were frequent and the weakest point in Undercity's spatial structure.
"Two casting materials are needed in total," Varimathras said seriously, "A helmet of an Undead general, and an apple."
Sylvanas asked doubtfully, "Are you sure it's a helmet, not a head? Why do you need an apple? Can't you use other fruits?"
"It must be a helmet imbued with the aura of death; fruit is fine with me," Varimathras said.
A senior Forsaken general was summoned, removed his helmet, and respectfully handed it to Sylvanas.
Immediately afterwards, Sylvanas casually picked up a banana.
Varimathras scratched his head. "You're Undead, you don't need to eat, so why can you just pull out a banana?"
Sylvanas glared at him fiercely, which puzzled Varimathras even more. Although he was a Dreadlord, he didn't know everything.
"Next, place the banana on your head. I will teach you the spell. After reciting the spell, tear open the helmet. This is the key to the Shadowlands, a code."
"It's that simple?" Sylvanas placed the banana on her head. "Is there any way to find a way into the Shadowlands?"
"That would probably tear the Lich King Arthas's helmet apart." Varimathras continued to stare at the banana, speculating about its uses.
Sylvanas began chanting the incantation.
As the helmet ripped in two, a black vortex appeared above Sylvanas's head, from which a hairy hand reached out and snatched the banana.
"The taste is a bit strange." A lazy voice came from the vortex. "Mortals of Azeroth, what do you desire?"
"May I ask who you are?" Varimathras asked politely.
"I am Soul Warden Ta'nawal. All souls of the Shadowlands are registered under my name," the voice introduced itself.
Varimathras bowed respectfully. "So it's Senior Tenavar. I have a report to give regarding a soul, Uther of Azeroth, who, for some reason, was unable to enter the Shadowlands."
After a long silence, Tnawal, presumably reviewing documents, replied:
"I see. The Maw under renovation a few days ago, and it's not finished yet. Many souls took the opportunity to escape. Don't worry, I'll handle it."
Sylvanas complained, "Uther is causing trouble in Azeroth in his Restless Souls form. The Shadowlands should deal with him as soon as possible."
"The cells in the Maw aren't enough." Tenawal paused. "Since I ate one of your bananas, this one's yours."
The banana peel was thrown out of the vortex and landed in front of Sylvanas.
Sylvanas was furious and about to explode when Varimathras gave her a series of winks, picked up the banana peel, and said:
"Thank you, Lord Tennaval."
The vortex slowly closed, Sylvanas, her eyes wide, angrily retorted, "You think you can get rid of us with banana peels?"
Varimathras chuckled, "Don't underestimate a banana peel. With the blessing of the Shadowlands, it's a treasure. It'll definitely be useful against Uther."
Marris Stead.
A skeletal Gryphon flew in, leaving behind a wooden box.
Nathanos opened the box, picked up a banana peel, and smelled it carefully, a look of intoxication on his face.
There was a letter in the box. Nathanos opened the letter, and a smile gradually appeared on his lips.
"My Queen, thank you for your help."
With a deafening roar, night fell, and a tremendous earthquake shook the entire Plaguelands.
A towering, Golden Armored Giant strode toward Marris Stead, leaving a trail of golden scorching marks in its wake.
The Golden Armored Giant looked exactly like Uther, with a pair of golden wings shining from its back.
How powerful was Uther in his prime? Blessed by the Holy Light, he was Invincible except against Orcs.
After gaining complete control of Uther, Eitrigg merged with Uther, disregarding the burden on Uther's soul, and directly maximized the Power of the Holy Light.
The powerful Holy Light gradually caused cracks to appear in Uther's soul, making it unable to bear the weight.
Eitrigg grinned, "Nathanos, if you don't come out, I'll melt your farm down."
The Blightcaller appeared and shot an arrow at the Golden Armored Giant, but the arrow melted away before it even touched him.
Several Plague Hounds pounced, but were reduced to ashes before they could even touch the Golden Armored Giant.
Eitrigg laughed, Golden Armored Giant walked step by step toward the Blightcaller.
"Today is your end. Tremble before the Holy Light!"
Suddenly, a golden banana peel fell from the sky.
The enormous Golden Armored Giant shuddered violently, the Holy Light suddenly extinguished, and its body rapidly shrank.
Eitrigg was dumbfounded. He reverted to his Orcs form, bewildered and unaware of what had happened.
Uther's soul drifted slowly down from above Eitrigg's head, suddenly exhaling a burst of dark energy.
With Tichondrius's soul curse lifted, Uther regained his senses and began to understand the cause and effect of events.
"So that's how it is. I was ambushed and killed, Orcs, Saurfang the Great."
Uther gave a bitter laugh, and his translucent soul shook violently, the cracks on it growing more and more severe.
"Orcs, why is this?"
Inside the basement, Nathanos was overjoyed. Uther, now lucid, remembered the truth about being killed by the Orcs and, logically, would retaliate.
This is the chance to turn defeat into victory.
Unexpectedly, an accident occurred: Uther knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Eitrigg.
"Lord Eitrigg, it is my honor to serve the Orcs."
Eitrigg was already in despair; it was already fortunate that Uther, upon learning the truth, didn't kill him.
To his surprise, Uther was going to serve the Orcs, which delighted him.
"Very well, Uther, you truly are a good friend of the Orcs. Uther the Lightbringer, the Orcs will remember you."
"Thank you, great Savior Thrall, Azeroth is truly blessed to have you." Uther's spirit rose, and Holy Light once again filled his entire body.
"Damn Uther, are you insane?" Nathanos was furious.
Uther declared Justice, "All those who oppose the Orcs deserve to die! I am willing to fight for Azeroth!"
The Blightcaller drew his bow again and fired arrows, one after another flying towards him, Uther raised his warhammer to defend himself.
"You mere Undead dare to oppose me? Die!"
Uther leaped up, and the Earthshaker slammed down on the Blightcaller.
The Blightcaller quickly retreated, rolling repeatedly in an attempt to evade Uther's attack.
However, Uther glided in front of the Blightcaller in a single step, and his warhammer slammed heavily into the Blightcaller.
Bang!
With a crisp sound, the Blightcaller one's Undead Body was torn to pieces.
Nathanos sighed; it seemed he would have to piece together the body of the Blightcaller once again.
Fortunately, Nathanos still had one last banana peel.
Uther's eyes shot out two golden beams as he carefully examined every corner of Marris Stead.
Soon, Uther found the entrance to the basement and strode over.
Uther's soul sank into the ground and disappeared into the basement.
Nathanos still produced banana peels.
A beam of dark light shot out from inside the banana peel, tightly binding Uther's soul.
"Damn it, the power of the Maw."
Uther let out a scream as a black vortex appeared above his head.
The dark light swept up Uther's soul, dragging him into the vortex. Uther struggled violently, refusing to yield.