Volume 3: Tides of Darkness Chapter 195: Deal with Evil Forces
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Suddenly, there was a sound of applause in the darkness.
"Prince Sigurd, you have great eloquence and planning, but have you forgotten something? For example, what exactly is the belief of the Eternal Dark Moon and what is the ultimate goal?"
In the darkness, a figure slowly walked out.
It was Prince Aycraft Proudmoore of Kul Tiras.
Facing this sudden question, Sigurd's face twitched slightly. "Well, I don't know much about the Eternal Dark Moon. It should be similar to the belief in the Moon Goddess Elune."
"Oh, you are too modest, Prince Sigurd. As far as I know, aren't you a priest of the Eternal Dark Moon? How is it possible that you don't even understand your own faith? You are not even as good as an outsider like me. Your Highness Varian, let me introduce it to you. The believers of the Eternal Dark Moon believe that one day the light will disappear, and eternal darkness will cover the entire world and the entire universe. The Eternal Dark Moon is the only true god in the darkness.
At that time, all souls will fall into the darkness and accept the eternal rule of the God of Darkness. "
Varian was immediately shocked. You know, the official belief of Stormwind Kingdom is Holy Light, and the doctrine of Eternal Dark Moon sounds like a cult.
"Prince Varian, if you really want to seek help from supernatural powers, why not join the ranks of the Tidesages with me and serve our great master together. Before I set out, my great master has already issued an oracle, hoping to recruit more believers. As long as you are willing to lead the people of Stormwind Kingdom to convert to my master, my master will certainly not be stingy in granting you help.
Our great Lord doesn't bother using any magic or divine weapons. We just need to accept the will of the great master.
Its power will bring true evolution to your life, and will transform the frail human body into an entity with terrifying power. The tiny orcs are nothing more than a group of brainless beasts, and pose no threat in the face of true power. "
Sieglet's eyes widened immediately. "Damn, why are you here to join in the fun again? You're bragging like you're worth two and a half million. Who is your boss? Why is he so awesome?"
Ai Shouyi sneered, "Humph, are you the only ones who can seek believers for your masters? Can't I attract some investment and find a few followers for the great being I serve?"
"Which god do you serve? The god of storms? Neptulon?"
"How can those weak gods be compared with my Lord? My Lord descended here when this world was born. He is an ancient existence that transcends time and space. His power is indescribable, and his image is ineffable..."
Sigrit reacted immediately and exclaimed, "Fuck, I get it. Could it be that you Tidesages believe in N'Zoth?"
Ai Shouyi smiled proudly and said, "That's right, are you scared? My boss is an ancient god, and your boss is just the dark side incarnation of Elune."
"Ancient Gods? What is that?" Varian asked in surprise.
"It's a big monster covered with eyeballs and tentacles. Don't listen to him. That thing is not a good thing."
"How good can your master be? The Eternal Dark Moon is the dark personality of the Moon Goddess. Her goal is to plunge this world into eternal darkness. At least believing in my master can make people evolve in life and gain endless joy. What good is there in eternal darkness?"
Kel'Thuzad suddenly spoke up, with a righteous look on his face, "Prince Varian, do not be corrupted by evil. It is not a wise choice to trade with those beings that are beyond human understanding to gain power. It is better to practice necromancy with me. Compared with those unknown beings, you will find that this thing is safer."
Sigrit and Ai Shouyi said in unison, "Get lost, Kel'Thuzad, you old bastard, how dare you talk about us? Don't believe him, Varian. This old guy is an anti-human element. If you believe him, he will turn all the people in Stormwind Kingdom into undead sooner or later."
"Enough!" Varian roared, quieting down the three arguing parties.
Everyone looked at Varian, waiting for his choice.
Varian's gaze swept across the faces of the three men, finally falling on the eldest brother and third brother behind him.
Murphy's heart was full of ups and downs. These players were really troublesome and each of them had a complicated background.
Varian couldn't be allowed to fall into this trap.
He said in a deep voice: "Although forming an alliance with darkness can certainly gain powerful strength, it will inevitably come at a huge price. There is no such thing as a free lunch. Second brother, I suggest that you consider this carefully. If you make the wrong choice, it may bring a disaster to your people that is even more terrible than the orcs."
Varian nodded and said, "You're right. I must think about it carefully." He looked at several people with a complicated look in his eyes.
"I understand your good intentions, but I'm sorry I can't reply to you about how to choose."
Kel'Thuzad gave him a meaningful look and said, "Prince Varian, you must make a decision as soon as possible. Time waits for no one. If you delay making up your mind, you will delay spreading the secrets of necromancy."
Sieglet: "Yes, Varian. The Scythe of Elune will not appear by itself. It will be bad if someone steals it."
Love Craftsmanship: "My great Lord is always willing to accept your loyalty - Arthas, right? Would you consider it too?"
Arthas quickly shook his head. He had finally heard that these guys were not good people. He was not under any pressure to save the kingdom, so he didn't want to deal with these things.
Varian looked at the looks in the eyes of several people and felt a little flustered. "I want to go out for a walk."
"Do you need me to accompany you?" Murphy asked with concern. Although Varian was an epic hero with a level of 71, he was only fourteen years old. He was afraid that Varian would do something stupid.
Varian shook his head. "Don't worry. I won't make hasty decisions. I'm just walking down the street."
After saying this, Varian left on his own.
Varian walked on the streets of Stormwind, which were still prosperous and bustling. The brutal war two days ago did not affect the prosperity of the city at all, especially the adventurers, who were excitedly discussing the previous wars, the gains in the Battle of Black Gate, and the upcoming war.
Varian was very curious about how these adventurers could take the war so lightly, as if it was just a game. Countless adventurers were killed and wounded in that war, but it seemed that it had no effect on them at all.
Some adventurers also saw Varian and greeted him with cheers.
Varian felt a little anxious. From a very young age, he discovered that these unruly adventurers seemed to have an indescribable respect for him. They always surrounded him, respected him, followed him, believed in him, and honored him.
This made him feel proud, but also gave him a heavy pressure. Originally, he was just an ignorant boy, but now, he bore the title of king.
"King Wa, you look a little nervous."
Several adventurers who were drinking and chatting on the street caught Varian's attention.
An elven wizard, a dwarf warrior, a human knight, a female priest, and a dwarf rogue.
He knew these people and had been on adventures with them before.
The two sides are old friends, and only when he is with these adventurers can he completely relax.
"The orc army is approaching. How can I be relaxed in the face of this war?"
The dwarf warrior asked with concern, "What plans does the king have?"
"I have a plan, but it's useless for now - have you ever thought about gaining powerful strength?"
"What powerful force?"
"Crown of Domination."
The mage seemed to know about this thing and frowned, "That's not a good thing. Besides, the Crown of Domination seems to be in Northrend. It's too late to find it."
Varian was not surprised. There were many knowledgeable people among these adventurers, and they could tell many ancient secrets.
"The Moon Goddess' Scythe."
"Werewolf, that thing is a double-edged sword. It might implode."
"N'Zoth."
"Fuck, don't touch the Old Gods. Even if you want to become evil, King Varian, go and create Frostmourne, become a Lich King, or something like that. Don't get involved with the Old Gods. That will be a huge blow to your image."
Varian couldn't help but be speechless. These adventurers really knew everything.
But even they are so nervous. It seems that what Sieglet said is right. It is better not to have any contact with the Old Gods.
"Then how can I save my people?"
Several adventurers looked at each other.
As for fighting against the tribe, the few people had no good ideas. According to the script, the Storm Kingdom was not supposed to be destroyed.
Although the country can be restored in the future, many people will definitely die during this period.
Although adventurers can fight bravely, they have no idea whether they can change history.
Several people began to murmur.
The wizard said: "It's not that there is no chance at all. The orc invasion happened in the plot of Warcraft 1, and the plot of Warcraft 1 has two quest lines.
The human quest line ends with the Alliance defeating the Horde.
The Orc quest line ends with the Horde defeating the Alliance and occupying Stormwind City.
In order to continue the story, the official finally adopted the ending of the Orc quest line as the official plot, and then the story of Warcraft 2 came into being.
If we can follow the human quest line in Warcraft 1, we can win."
"What happened to the human quest line?"
"How should I know? Those games are from more than 20 years ago."
Several people discussed it for a while, but still had no idea.
"King Wa, we really have no idea what to do about this, but there are people who may be able to help you with this. However, these people are not good people. They are greedy for money and will do anything to achieve their goals. In a sense , they are even more terrifying than the ancient gods.
But these people are really powerful. As long as you can pay enough money, they may be able to help you deal with the tribe."
Varian was a little surprised. He thought that money was not a problem. Stormwind Kingdom still had gold. However, after listening to the descriptions of several people, why did it sound so familiar? "Are you talking about the goblins in Stranglethorn Vale?"
"No, we're talking about the studio."
