Chapter 580 38. The Ambition of Warlocks (Part 2)
"The biggest reason humans fear warlock magic is because warlock magic was brought into this world by the orcs."
In the sun-filled hall, the deep voice of the great warlock Kel'Thuzad echoed. Facing his followers, the former Dalaran archmage spoke with wisdom in his eyes:
"The orcs invaded Azeroth and brought terrible destruction to the human kingdom with warlock magic. They summoned demons, they spread fear, and they used their souls to do evil deeds. This made human beings instinctively resist this powerful force, of course. , Commoners are stupid, and their resistance to warlock magic is more due to the influence of upper-level thinking."
"So, here comes a question. Let me test you. What do you think made the human kings at that time give up learning the powerful magic of warlocks?"
Kel'Thuzad looked at the crowd in front of him. Like a teacher teaching magic, he tapped the ground with the staff in his hand and asked loudly:
"Tell me your answers!"
"It's because they saw with their own eyes the terrible consequences of warlock magic... I went to the cursed land to see, and the land in that place has been completely "killed" to death by the dissipated evil energy."
Kanresad shook his head, he said softly:
"If I hadn't gone too far, I wouldn't have chosen evil energy. This power is too destructive, and it is a terrible threat to every world."
"Well, not bad, but not comprehensive!"
Kel'Thuzad nodded, and he looked at the others:
"Any other ideas?"
"When I was still "studying" in Quel'Thalas, I heard a theory that every call of the warlocks to the demons would weaken the space barrier of the world, and eventually lead to the collapse of the space barrier, making our world Become utterly defenseless against threats among the stars."
The high elf warlock Xin Feier also expressed his guess, which was also recognized by Kel'Thuzad.
"There are indeed considerations in this regard, but this is still not the answer I want! What about the others?"
The great warlock continued to question, and in the thinking of everyone, Ubeka, the undead warlock, calmly said in his hoarse voice:
"Because Dalaran does not allow... at least officially, they will not allow another set of magic theories that completely deviate from their own system to be accepted by the public. The rooting and sprouting of warlock magic in Azeroth will seriously weaken mages status and privileges, although Dalaran is also studying the mysteries of warlock magic within itself, but they do not allow others to get their hands on it."
"Very good! That's the real answer."
Kel'Thuzad nodded in satisfaction, and casually threw a perfect soul stone to Ubeka as a reward.
He looked at the others, and his voice became louder:
"This is the truth that warlock magic has been suppressed for more than ten years. My friends, I used to be the archmage of Dalaran. I know all the thoughts of those old-fashioned mages. What Yubeka said is very good, Dalaran The privilege of Ran and the mages is precisely because they have a complete set of spellcasting systems, which ensures that the magic power of the human world will always be controlled by Dalaran, which will ensure the majesty of the Dalaran city-state!"
"Warlock magic does do some damage to the world, but isn't traditional arcane magic harmless? A tide of magic power caused by a failed experiment can level a forest overnight, or summon something more terrifying than demons." Monsters of the stars, but why isn't arcane magic banned?"
Kel'Thuzad's eyes were full of sarcasm:
"This is a suppression between academics, my brothers, just like the Church of the Holy Light's suppression of other beliefs. This is an ugly war for the orthodox privileges of spellcasters. As long as there is a Dalaran system, As long as the city-state of Dalaran remains high in human civilization, sorcerer magic will never get its rightful place."
"But the King of Dark Blades has a very good saying... There is no good or evil in power, brothers, we have lived in the sewer for too long, we have more powerful magic than those mages, we can definitely Use our power to protect those stupid civilians...so why, why shouldn't we get our rightful place?"
"Why can't we be great? Why can't we be admired by all? Think about it, brothers, this is a chance, a chance to be a "hero", everything you want, status, power, glory , resources and even the simplest female sex, all of these can be obtained through this opportunity!"
A hint of cunning flashed in the eyes of the great warlock. He used silent means to stimulate the greed in the hearts of his subordinates. He knew very well that he had to be so straightforward when speaking to the warlocks, because all the people standing in front of him were a group of villains and scum. But he will not sacrifice his life for justice and axiom.
Benefits, for warlocks, benefits are the most important, if the price is right, everyone here is even willing to form an alliance with Tyrion.
"Everything in Dalaran has been destroyed, even the foundation of the existence of the city-state of Dalaran has been torn apart, brothers, the only obstacle preventing warlocks from entering the world has disappeared, and now humans urgently need all available Strength does not distinguish between good and evil, as long as we take the first step bravely, we can easily integrate into human civilization, and we will become the heroes of that civilization!"
Kel'Thuzad stood up, his eyes narrowed, and a dim light shone in them:
"Not only that, brothers! What we have gained is more than that. Don't forget the purpose of becoming warlocks. We are pursuing stronger power. We are all faithful believers in power! Joining the war of mankind can also serve We have found the door to a new power!"
"How to say?"
The high elf warlock Xinfeier and the orc warlock beside him glanced at each other. They both saw each other's serious desire. Xinfeier suppressed the desire in her heart, and she asked softly:
"Where is the so-called new power?"
"In the path of our predecessors... the best of the orc warlocks, Gul'dan, I mean him, and despite his poor character, Gul'dan's accomplishments in the warlock way are worth all People's affirmation!"
Kel'Thuzad said slowly:
"But where does Gul'dan's knowledge come from? It's demons, friends. Demons are not just stupid fighting creatures that you enslave. The evil creatures born in this most twisted place of the stars also have their own dark wisdom. , Gul'dan's experience has told us everything, in order to obtain more powerful warlock power, we must go back to the source and learn the knowledge of those demons!"
"And in this world, there is a place hiding ten thousand years ago, the most powerful arcanists in Azeroth's research on demon knowledge, that is the complete handwriting and notes, it will be our gateway to the new world. The gate of the world!"
The great warlock sighed:
"It's in Feralas, the hiding place of the Highborne, in the ancient city of Eresalas... We must seize this opportunity, catch the line of the Human Empire, and follow it to lurk to those who are trying to Among the high elves who opened the treasure house of the ancient city, finally, silently, took out those precious dark knowledge!"
Kel'Thuzad pinched his fingers in the air and made a gesture of taking it. He looked at the others:
"Now, who else is against helping the Human Empire?"
"I still think we shouldn't help those humans, we shouldn't wade into muddy waters, maybe let them kill each other, and then we'll reap the benefits!"
The dwarf warlock Wilfred muttered in a low voice, but Kel'Thuzad gave him a hard look, and the sneaky guy immediately shut up.
"Very good, everyone passed..."
The great warlock moved his shoulders, and he looked out of the window of the hall. There, there was a rippling cloud in the sky, and the vast endless sea below. In the shining of the unique halo of the sea level in the distance, his eyes blinked. Blinked, and gave the final command:
"Then let Dalaran move!"
"Go directly to Thousand Needles... use a hearty victory as our return to human civilization... a stepping stone!"
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"Let me tell you, Your Excellency, withdraw the soldiers from the front line. If something goes wrong, both of us will be responsible."
King Garin stood on the sentry tower of the human camp, carefully observing the camp of the centaur tribe in the distance with a telescope. In the field of vision of the telescope, he could clearly see that the centaurs were slowly moving their camp to Moving forward and taking the initiative to give up the war zone made the king a little anxious. He said to Duke Ebonlocke beside him:
"Once those cunning warlocks put us together, it will not be so easy to take back these lands."
"Everything is risky, Your Majesty Galin."
A rosary was spinning between the fingers of the Duke of Ebonlocke. Obviously, this old fox-like Duke was not at peace at this time. Although his son who had been away from home for a long time had repeatedly assured him, but for the group of warlocks As far as they are concerned, it is obviously not their fine tradition to follow their promises.
He glanced at the girl behind him, that was his favorite youngest daughter Althea, at this time Althea was wearing a set of light leather armor, this indifferent beauty felt her father's worry, she reached out her hand and held it Father's hand, she said softly:
"Don't worry, father, our boss will not let you down."
"I hope so..."
The old duke patted the back of his daughter's hand. When Dase Town fell, Althea's disappearance brought a terrible blow to the old duke. Now, the return of his daughter and son at the same time made him want to fight for the storm. The old duke who gave everything to the kingdom regained the motivation to live.
And just when the rosary in Duke Aebrock's hand turned to the 13th circle, a strange whistling sound resounded in the sky above the centaur tribe in Thousand Needles.
The ominous light flying all over the sky dyed the sky a strange dark green in just ten seconds. This familiar scene made King Jialin's face change drastically.
He has completely experienced the demonic invasion on the Arathi Highlands. If the death knights of the Dark Blade hadn't come to help out of nowhere, Stromgarde would have fallen under the attack of those tyrannical star demons. The dark green light whistling in the sky in front of him was exactly the same as the scene when the demons invaded that day.
"How is this going?"
In the howling wind that began to blow, Galin looked back at the knight commander Aldrin behind him, and he shouted loudly:
"Aren't all the demons in Kalimdor entrenched in Ashenvale? Why would there be invading demons in Thousand Needles? And it's still at this moment!"
"It's very simple, Your Majesty."
Althea looked at the gate of evil energy that was quickly winding into an energy vortex in the sky, and she said softly:
"Because that is our power... that is the power of warlocks. They will summon terrifying demons to clear the obstacles in front of you. They will use their own methods to protect the people of the empire and fight for the empire!"
"this..."
Garin and Duke Aebrock looked at each other, the bewilderment in their hearts was barely concealed, and farther away, on the sea surface outside Thousand Needles, on the edge of the floating ruins of Dalaran, black The 6 warlock masters of the Scythe Council jointly manipulate a complex and cumbersome fel energy circle engraved on the stone. Behind them are all the peripheral members of the Black Scythe Council. When have those talented low-level warlocks seen such a magnificent magic circle? scene.
The dark green berserk evil energy, the unruly energy that can melt a powerful warrior in an instant, was squeezed out from the void like a lamb under the control of the warlock masters, and penetrated into the running machine bit by bit. In the large magic circle, the low-level warlocks were fascinated by this dark skill.
And in the center of the magic circle, Kel'Thuzad wearing a shadow robe stood in the gust of fel energy. His black hair was blown behind his head. The halo even came out from his eyes, and with the help of the huge gathered fel energy, he raised the unruly Sargeras scepter in his hand high.
"boom"
A mass of dark green fel lightning precisely hit the top of Kel'Thuzad's staff from the dark sky. Amid the roar of the great warlock, on the battlefield far away from Thousand Needles, the dark, like ink The sky of the green magma vortex burst open.
"Shadow Flame, Fire of Destruction, Fury of Demons...Come on! Be my strength and serve me, violent army of demons!"
Demons...For the first time, under the active call of the warlocks, the army of demons outside the stars tore apart the space rift and appeared on the new land of the human empire.
And this time, these bloodthirsty and violent monsters will...
Fight for the empire! Die for the Empire!