The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

In an old man’s private room, the old man with a white beard turned off the communication magic ball on the table.

Without waiting for it to return to its original mysterious blue color, he raised it up with both hands, stretched his muscles, and fell into the recliner behind him with a plop.

Today, his old waist has suffered too much torture and is in great pain.

Turning his head to look out the window at the night, the old man said to himself: "Crassus, how many unregistered great wizards have you concealed?"

"Also, in the world I live in, how many people around me are legendary creatures similar to you?"

"The Youge mother and daughter suddenly appeared. I have been the chairman of the Kirin Tor Council of Six for so many years, but this is the first time I have met them."

"The fact that a great wizard can challenge the Guardian is truly embarrassing for me, Antonidas."

Antonidas raised his right hand and held a glass of red wine out of thin air and said, "The Ancient God, Drust."

"These things that only exist in history books have always been around us, quietly influencing us."

After taking a sip of red wine listlessly, Antonidas continued, "Then who is influencing me?"

"The Tide Sage is a distorted product under the influence of the Old Gods. Is the Mage a distorted product under the influence of the Titans?"

"The curse of the land is related to another space. Is the magic network of Azeroth also a special space?"

After asking himself three questions in a row, Antonidas suddenly stood up and put the empty cup next to the magic ball.

At the same time, an opened bottle of red wine marked with the Stormsong emblem also appeared next to the magic ball.

On the way, Antonidas talked to Krasus, who was temporarily staying in Dalaran, and only then did he know what Krasus had concealed.

If there was nothing he thought was unimportant to hide, then he would not let Dai Lin...

"Jaina, my apprentice, I am still an ignorant mage apprentice."

Staring at the magic ball in front of him, Antonidas realized for the first time in all these years that he was just an apprentice exploring magic.

Although he always said this modestly to other people, this great wizard was still extremely proud of himself in his heart.

Compared with other mages, the knowledge stored in his mind is so profound.

But compared with other mages, his knowledge is like a small boat in the ocean, nothing more.

"Ah! The times seem to be changing right before my eyes. I wonder if I can adapt to this era?!"

While questioning himself, Antonidas suddenly felt relieved. He felt...

Boom, boom, boom!

"Mr. Speaker, I have something to report."

Hearing the knock on the door and the familiar voice, Antonidas smiled helplessly and raised his hand to pat the magic ball.

Things are always like this, coming one after another, leaving him no extra time to rest.

However, he was still very happy to hear something good today.

When the magic ball turned golden, Antonidas waved his hand and opened the only closed door.

"Kel'Thuzad, you don't call me Master anymore?"

Kel'Thuzad, wearing a well-fitting purple robe, walked in towards the sound and closed the door.

Coming to this room he had been to many times before, he did not sigh, but walked towards the position that once belonged to him.

Holding a thick magic book, Kel'Thuzad said, "Mr. Speaker, I am no longer your disciple."

"But, Kel'Thuzad, you are back."

"But, Mr. Speaker, I planned all of that."

"However, you are now making up for my past apprenticeship that has already graduated..."

"But a mistake is a mistake, Mr. Speaker."

"Even if you think my mistake was minor, what has been discovered cannot be changed."

"Mistakes have been made, and I am not going to deny them now."

He slowly walked to the table and pushed out a chair where Kel'Thuzad, his former apprentice, sat down.

Putting down the magic book in his hand, Kel'Thuzad said: "No matter what I do in the future, I can never make up for this mistake."

"I am a lucky sinner who has redeemed himself, and I am currently an honorary mage of the Knights of the Redemption of Lordaeron."

"I came to Dalaran just to fulfill a mission given to me by His Highness Arthas."

Raising his right hand, Kel'Thuzad closed the window out of thin air and set up an invisible arcane barrier.

Kel'Thuzad opened the magic book and unfolded a page. "Let's get back to the topic, Mr. Speaker."

"Her Highness Jaina gave me some information this afternoon, and I thought you should take a look at it."

Taking out a cup from under the table, Antonidas filled it with red wine and said, "Child, this is what you left behind."

"Let's not talk about the news my traitor gave to your senior brother. We need to talk about one thing first."

"Why did she step over me and give you the news directly..."

"Mr. Speaker, Her Highness Jaina said."

"You have something to do today, so she shouldn't bother you."

Taking the glass, Kel'Thuzad said, "That's why I came to see you at this time."

"And His Highness is unable to respond to your call due to some matters."

Kel'Thuzad put down the cup silently and said, "Mr. Speaker, let's talk about the next thing."

"It's about me, about when I became a servant of the Lich King, and I'm deeply sorry for it."

Hearing this, Antonidas suddenly retracted his kind face and slapped the table lightly.

His expression became extremely serious, and this invisible arcane barrier was also imposed with multiple layers of barriers.

At this moment, he joined forces with Kel'Thuzad to cast a more concealed barrier.

Because they knew one thing for sure, the "spy" abilities of the Nathrezim were extremely peculiar.

After defeating the Lich King, when they discussed hiding the Book of Medivh, they were actually reading various materials about demons.

From this, they learned that most of the contents of the photo stone left by Jaina were not false.

Although it is a bit exaggerated, this exaggeration may also be news that they have not known.

As for the Nathrezim, even a great wizard at the legendary level could be "infiltrated" by them if he wasn't careful.

After "infiltration", not only will the body it inhabits not die, but the Nathrezim can also use their superb imitation abilities to become the one being "infiltrated".

They didn't know whether their memories would be inherited by the Nathrezim, but they knew that the "infiltrated" archmages were no different from their normal selves.

Their racial talents are a huge threat to mortals like them, or "mortals" as the demons call them.

"Well, my disciple, you can tell me in detail."

Ignoring the question of the title, Kel'Thuzad turned to another page of the magic book in his hand.

Pointing to the words covered by magic, Kel'Thuzad said in a deep voice: "Demons should not be underestimated."

"Nathrezim, we have underestimated this race."

"Now, not only may they be hiding among us, they may also have space magic that we cannot imagine."

"According to Their Highnesses Arthas and Jaina, they have made the latest important discoveries in Kul Tiras in the past two days."

Kel'Thuzad raised his hand to show an image that was gradually taking shape, and said: "The portal that summons the Burning Legion may not require the Book of Medivh."

"The Lich King's Crown of Domination is not in our hands, as is the other stolen Book of Medivh, the Eye of Dalaran, and the Scepter of Sargeras."

"We all know that the orcs stole these three things, but..."

After a pause, Kel'Thuzad said, "Lich King Ner'zhul, orc shaman Ner'zhul."

"After I escaped from his control, I learned that he was the former orc chief of Draenor, and he had used them before."

Adding a hint of lies, Kel'Thuzad said, "Thus, the knowledge we fear has already spread."

As soon as he finished speaking, the image prepared by Kel'Thuzad took shape at this moment and appeared vividly before Antonidas.

"The above information is what we currently know and can be inferred."

"But, necromancy and death magic can actually be transformed."

In the image, a little person, similar to the purple-robed female mage, appeared with a pair of bat wings behind him.

Then, she spun around and transformed into a sinister Nathrezim, with her iron-blue bat wings spread wide.

Demon horns, green demon eyes, burning demon hooves, and arcane staff surrounded by fel energy.

She was in a vast ocean... a vast expanse of vibrant grass, and she began to cast a spell.

"This... Could it be that Jaina..."

"No, Mr. Speaker, this should be the bad taste of Her Highness Jaina."

"I learned from her what happened in the past two days. I can understand...but my understanding may not be accurate."

"I don't know much, but I think I understand the following content correctly."

In the video, the female Nathrezim danced with her staff, and one undead after another crawled out from under the earth.

Soon, dark death energy emerged from these undead spirits one after another and gathered towards the emerald green evil energy staff.

The dark power of death turned into a death rune, and the fel energy emerging from the staff devoured the rune and changed it.

It only took three breaths of time to make six fel runes from a death rune.

However, Antonidas could not understand this principle and could only attribute it to...

"The Nathrezim are not only proficient in fel magic, but also in death magic."

"For example, the best among them, Mephistroth."

The female Nathrezim disappeared with a bang, and a sturdy male Nathrezim with blue bat wings appeared and came to the front of the fel rune.

He raised his right hand, extended his sharp demon claws, and gently scraped the rune in front of him.

"In addition to the two powers mentioned above, he also controls the power of shadow, the power of the ancient god."

"The power of the Old Gods found beneath Stormsong Valley is the power of shadow, the Shadow Void."

"We've seen it in many places, among troll liches, orc death knights, undead liches and wraiths."

With his claws condensed with the power of shadow, many humans, dwarves, gnomes and elves appeared in front of Mephistroth.

Under the guidance of Mephistroth, the fel runes began to transform into shadow runes.

Then, countless tentacles and low whispers appeared in the ears of these mortal races.

“Just as the whispers of the Old Gods misled the tidesages of Kul Tiras, so much knowledge lurks in the shadows.”

"Perhaps this knowledge will turn us into servants of the ancient gods... octopus-faced tentacle monsters."

"However, some of this knowledge is comparable to the Book of Medivh."

A being that transforms into K'thir (the Faceless One), raising its tentacles.

In front of Mephistroth, it used the seemingly endless power of shadow to build a door.

The door was filled with the power of shadow, but just as it was about to open automatically, Mephistroth ended K'thir.

Like a volcanic eruption, hot fel magma spewed out from the fel wreckage, and Mephistroth came into contact with the Shadow Gate.

But suddenly, he slowly transformed this door into a door filled with the power of death.

Similarly, the Death Gate slowly turned into the Fel Gate, the door that Antonidas was most familiar with.

Having fought against the orc warlock before, he knew very well what the Fel Gate was used for.

Not only can it summon fel creatures, but it can also summon... Mainly used to summon the Burning Legion.

This power contained in the image, even if it increases and decreases during the transformation process,

But this accumulated terrifying power still frightened Antonidas... just like he was afraid of the plague magic.

He knew how terrible it was, but had no effective way to stop it, and he was genuinely terrified by it.

"In the records of old Drust, the forces of life and death can be transformed into each other."

"Although they are ancient, it is impossible for demons, an enemy that is even older and more advanced than us, not to understand this."

"It is difficult for us mortal races to withstand two forces that may confront each other, but these demons can easily withstand it."

"Arcane is strong enough to simulate holy light and the power of the elements."

"Fel energy is actually possible. This is the revelation of the Holy Light. His Highness Arthas saw it with his own eyes through the Door of Death."

The three gates of power continued to transform, and the little man Arthas, who appeared newly in the image, stared at the changes with his eyes.

The image suddenly surged like the sea, and soon formed a transparent sphere surrounded by holy light.

In this transparent sphere, a powerful demon stepped out from the door of evil energy, death or shadow.

The black and red evil energy condensed by this demon destroyed the little man Arthas in the blink of an eye.

The holy light dissipated at this moment, and the terrible demon was grinning, grinning at the alliance cities.

"Mr. Speaker, this is the end of the message Her Highness Jaina asked me to convey."

Kel'Thuzad closed the magic book, dispersed the image, and said in a deep voice: "Now, I have a conclusion."

"The Book of Medivh is not important. What is most important is whether we can eliminate those demons in the dark."

"The devil has been fooling us 'mortals' from the beginning to the end. Their real tricks may be unimaginable to us 'mortals'."

After saying this, Kel'Thuzad stood up and pushed the chair back to its original position.

His mission had been accomplished, just as Jaina had expected, and he had made no changes.

All he did was use his magic to show the different colors that Jaina showed him.

"Kel'Thuzad, my disciple, is this exactly what Jaina said?"

"Yes, Mr. Speaker, I am just repeating it."

After slowly taking a sip of red wine, Antonidas lowered his brows and said, "I understand. Be careful, my disciple."

"I will, Mr. Speaker."

After finishing their conversation, Kel'Thuzad dispelled the invisible barrier outside and took a few steps to open the door of the room.

As the door closed again, Antonidas drank his own cup in one gulp, and then drank Kel'Thuzad's untouched cup in one gulp.

Putting the wine bottle and two cups together, he turned his head to look at the shining golden magic ball.

"You guys, after listening for so long, what do you think of this conclusion?"

"Antonidas, we need to find a way to track down those demons now!"

"No, Ansrem, our most urgent task right now is to find the demons hiding in Dalaran."

"Everyone, I have a suggestion. We need to gather more forces."

"Yes, Kael'thas, we need enough to fight against a force comparable to that of the former guardian."

"No, Krasus, we can't create another Magna Aegwynn or Medivh Aegwynn Alaan!"

Looking at the magic ball that kept changing colors, Antonidas said slowly: "Modera, we need to be fully prepared."

"A terrible crisis of world destruction. A crisis of world destruction in the eyes of us 'mortals'."

“It can come at any time, fast beyond our imagination, and at a time we thought impossible.”

"We don't know what those demons are thinking, but this is the most dangerous possibility I can think of at the moment."