Arthas and Ner'zhul both smiled.
Impatient?
Impatience was good!
The two of them were impatient as well, impatient to see Guangguai, that ignorant idiot who did not know his own limits, get killed by the quasi-Demon King's corpse!
Under the busy efforts of the Plague Maidens, the Windflow Nightmare Veil Formation, meant to reduce their presence, was finally completed.
Arthas stepped forward in two strides, focusing on controlling one of the Plague Maidens as he activated the formation.
The rest surrounded the Demon Pool and fired ropes in perfect unison.
As the salvaging process continued, the previously still pool water began to change.
Ripples appeared first, followed by scattered bubbles rising from the bottom.
Later, the water in every Demon Pool seemed to have reached a boil, churning and bubbling violently!
The crimson blood mist obscuring their vision grew ever thicker, and a chilling atmosphere gradually spread through the air.
Although Dai Li never stopped trying to persuade him, it had absolutely no effect.
In the end, Dai Li could only stand to one side, waiting resentfully for Guangguai's inevitable death.
"An incurable fool!"
That was Dai Li's final assessment of Guangguai before the quasi-Demon King's corpse completely emerged from the water.
Unbeknownst to her, at that very moment, Eternal Night, the black-mist giant within the Soul Realm, spoke similar words.
"You had absolutely no need to be so impatient for quick gains!"
"Though the benefits are rare, have you considered the risks involved?!"
"There would naturally be no problem if you borrowed my power, but that corpse is strange. If I forcibly refine it, I fear it will exhaust all the power I have accumulated!"
"By then, if I fall dormant within the Soul Realm, you may not even be able to summon your soul body!"
"Didn't you see