Volume 6: The World of Rebellion Chapter 294 Death Artifact
Varian felt a little irritated when he returned to his residence. On the one hand, he was a little tempted. Terenas was undoubtedly his enemy. He originally wanted to be patient and find a way to restore his country first. However, now such a perfect opportunity appeared before him, and his originally firm heart could not help but waver.
But he did not trust Godwin. So what if he was blessed by the Holy Light? All the forces in the alliance kept shouting about justice and glory, but once interests were involved, their true colors were revealed.
If he really tried to assassinate Terenas, what if Godwin turned against him in the end? In that case, Stormwind Kingdom would be doomed.
After much hesitation, he decided to go out for a walk first.
He called a eunuch and said, "Take me to the refugee camp in Stormwind Kingdom."
The refugee shelter is located between the towns north of Lordaeron City.
Large tents stretched for more than ten miles. Stormwind Kingdom lost a large number of people in the war and countless civilians were massacred, but a large number of civilians still hid in Stormwind City. Later, they were evacuated with the fleet to various kingdoms of the Alliance, including the Kingdom of Arathi, the Kingdom of Alterac, the Kingdom of Dalaran... Of course, the Kingdom that received the most refugees was the Kingdom of Lordaeron, with hundreds of thousands of refugees.
Walking in the refugee camp, Varian felt heavy-hearted. The fleet could not evacuate too many things. Most of the civilians came here alone, with only their personal belongings.
Fortunately, King Terenas did seem to care about these refugees and sent many tribunes with large amounts of food and supplies to appease these civilians.
When people saw Varian come in, they looked at him with surprise.
"It's His Majesty Varian!"
"It's Prince Varian, 'Storm God'!" - That's right, Varian also has his own exclusive title, 'Storm God'.
"Oh my god it really is Prince Varian."
"Gods above, Prince, you finally came to see us!"
People gathered around.
Varian no longer concealed his identity when he saw him.
He waved at the people and they waved back.
Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "His Majesty has died. Your Highness, lead us to fight back!"
"Yes, Your Highness, let me join your army!"
"We want to avenge the king! Your Highness, we are willing to follow you!"
King Ryan still has strong popular support, especially since he personally guarded the city and eventually died fighting, which gave him a tragic heroic image.
As for Varian, the people of Stormwind are also new.
Varian couldn't help but get excited when he heard the cheers around him. He climbed onto a high platform and shouted loudly.
Varian (Prince of Stormwind): "People of Stormwind, I, Varian, swear that I will lead you back to Stormwind City, drive those evil and filthy orcs out of our land, and let Stormwind rise again!
Although my father has passed away , his spirit will always be with us! When the war starts again, I will definitely go to the battlefield again. When that day comes, I welcome each of you to fight alongside me. "
The cheers were deafening, and the governors were so frightened that they prepared to go back and report the incident.
When the cheers finally died down, Varian waved goodbye to his people.
On the way back to Lordaeron, Varian felt a little heavy in his heart. He knew that doing so would arouse Terenas' suspicion, but at this moment, he had to do it.
Soon he returned to the city of Lordaeron, but he was not in a hurry to go back to the palace. Instead, he walked towards the Adventurer's Guild.
Now he has less than a thousand soldiers. Whether it is to restore the country or to form an army, it is necessary to recruit some adventurers.
However, when he arrived at the entrance of the Adventurer's Guild, he saw a familiar figure, a bald middle-aged mage, who was Kel'Thuzad.
Varian (Storm Prince): "Master Kel'Thuzad? Why are you here?"
Kel'Thuzad (Archmage): "Ah, it's Lord Varian. It's fate that I meet you here. I'm sorry about what happened to King Llane. He was a true king...
Varian nodded, already somewhat numb to everyone's comfort.
"Why are you here? Are you here as an envoy from Dalaran to attend the meeting?"
Kel'Thuzad looked a little embarrassed. "In fact, I am no longer a member of the Dalaran Council. To be exact, I have been expelled from Dalaran."
Varian was a little surprised. "What? What happened?"
Kel'Thuzad couldn't help but reveal an angry expression, "Just because of a proposal, I proposed to train a large number of necromancers, and use necromancy to summon the undead army to fight against the orcs. You know, the war between the Alliance and the Horde is bound to bring a large number of casualties, and these corpses are potential troops. If used properly, they can even summon a huge army of hundreds of thousands, which will definitely be of great help in the war.
The number of Alliance troops is originally smaller than that of the Horde, and the kingdoms are not united. If we cannot increase our strength as much as possible, how can we win? However, those short-sighted guys in the Dalaran Council have no idea what kind of enemy we are facing.
All they talk about is the 'dignity of the dead' and the 'honor of the mage'. Hum, what a bunch of idiots! Only the victor has dignity and honor. "
Varian felt complicated after hearing this. If it were in the past, he would not be able to accept such a thing. To defile the body of the dead is absolutely a matter of dishonor. Even if he died, he would never do such a thing.
However, having personally experienced the brutal Battle of Stormwind, he knew very well that Kel'Thuzad was right and that only the victors were qualified to talk about dignity and honor.
Once we lose the war, everything is over.
But he didn't say anything, just nodded in agreement.
"So where is Master Kel'Thuzad going?"
"I'm leaving Lordaeron. The Council doesn't allow me to use necromancy, so there's no point in me staying. I'm going to the northern continent of Northrend to find the legendary artifact of death." Kel'Thuzad's eyes flashed with excitement and yearning.
"The Death Artifact? What exactly is that? You once said that it could change the outcome of a war. Does it really have such a powerful power?"
Kel'Thuzad nodded solemnly: "Yes, if it really exists, it must have such a powerful force. The Explorers' Association has received a lot of news from the north. Some kind of changes are happening on the ancient continent of Northrend. The dead Vrykul have crawled out of their graves, and the undead are wreaking havoc on the frozen soil. A powerful force is awakening.
I'm not sure what it is yet, but it's definitely related to the Death Artifact.
Legend has it that in the distant past when there were no written records and humans had not yet appeared, the ancestors of mankind, the Vrykul, lived on the northern continent of Northrend. They worshiped the power of dragons, formed alliances with dragons, and established the powerful ancient Vrykul Empire .
However, a terrible disaster destroyed the empire overnight, leaving only a few remote tribes surviving. After years of investigation, I finally discovered part of the truth about that disaster.
It is said that the ancient Vrykul were very powerful. The empire they established ruled most of Northrend. The Vrykul emperor was so arrogant that he wanted to declare war on the gods and seize their power.
The tyrant summoned a large group of necromancers and performed an ancient ritual to summon a god from another world, the god of death from the underworld.
He wanted to defeat death by defeating the god of death and seize his power.
He led the most powerful Vrykul warriors to attack the summoned god of death. The Vrykul were indeed the most powerful warriors. They fought bravely and it was said that they had the upper hand at one point. However, the power of the gods was not so easy to resist.
When Death was slain, the destructive forces within him were unleashed, nearly leveling the capital of the Vrykul Empire."
"Kill - the God of Death! Are you saying that the God of Death was really killed?" Varian was a little bit unbelievable. To him, such a thing as killing gods was really a fantasy.
If it is a demigod, it is possible, but can a true God be killed?
Kel'Thuzad shook his head. "That's not certain. Ancient legends always have various versions, and people embellish them in the process of spreading them. Maybe the Vrykul summoned a powerful creature from the Shadow Realm instead of the God of Death. Or maybe they didn't kill the god, but just made an arrogant claim.
Of course, there is also a possibility that they really killed the God of Death, but since he is the God of Death, he must have the power over death, so perhaps death is nothing to the God of Death.
In short, this ceremony ended with the destruction of the Vrykul Empire.
However, the god of death was indeed banished from this world, and left behind three artifacts of death.
The Crown of Domination - It is said that it contains the knowledge of how the God of Death uses the power of death and the secrets of countless necromancy.
Frostmourne - a magic sword that can seal and control the souls of those who are killed. Whoever possesses this sword can summon an army of the dead.
The third one is a mystery, no one knows what it is, but it is said that it is the biggest secret of the god of death. As long as you master it, you can control death.
