Author: Baoyue Liuguang

Varian, who returned to his residence, felt a little irritated. On the one hand, he was a little moved. Tenaris was undoubtedly his enemy. He originally wanted to endure it and find a way to restore the country first. However, now such a perfect opportunity appeared in front of him, which made his originally firm heart shake.

But he did not trust that Ge Dewen. So what if he was favored by the holy light? None of the forces in the alliance kept shouting justice and glory, but once it involved interests, the truth would be revealed.

If he really assassinated Tenaris, what if Gervan turns against him in the end, then the Storm Kingdom will be doomed.

He hesitated for a while and decided to go out for a walk first.

He called an eunuch, "Take me to the refugee camp in Storm Kingdom."

The refugee shelter is located between towns north of Lordaeron.

The tents were endless, stretching for more than ten miles. The Storm Kingdom lost a large number of people in the war, and countless civilians were massacred, but a large number of civilians hid in Storm City. Then, with the fleet, they were evacuated to the territory of various alliance kingdoms, the Alahi Kingdom, the Autlank Kingdom, and the Dalaran Kingdom... Of course, the Kingdom of Lordaeron was the most popular refugees, with hundreds of thousands of refugees.

Walking in the refugee camp, Varian was in a heavy mood. The fleet could not withdraw too much. Most of the civilians came here alone, with only their own belongings.

Fortunately, King Tenaris did seem to be very concerned about these refugees and sent many policing officials to bring a lot of food and supplies to appease the civilians.

When people saw Varian walking in, they all cast surprise glances.

"It's His Highness Varian!"

"It's Prince Varian!" - That's right, Varian also has his own exclusive title, "God of Storm".

"Oh my God is really Prince Varian."

"Gods are above you, Prince, you finally come to see us!"

People gathered over.

Varian no longer conceals his identity when he sees him.

He waved at people, and people returned the greetings one after another.

Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "Your Majesty has died. Your Highness, Prince, lead us 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's people's hearts are still very strong, especially the ending of him personally cutting off the rear and defending the city and finally fighting to death, which even casts a layer of tragic heroic color on his voice.

And for Varian, the people of the Storm Kingdom are also new.

Varian couldn't help but feel excited as he heard the crying around him. He climbed up to a high platform and shouted loudly.

Varian (Prince of Storm): "I, Varian, swear that I, will lead you back to Storm City, drive those evil and dirty orcs out of our territory, and let Storm Kingdom rise again!

Although the Father has passed away, his spirit will always be with us! When the war starts again, I will definitely set foot on the battlefield again. When that day comes, I welcome each of you to fight side by side with me.”

The cheers were terrifying, and the Fuminist officials were all terrified when they saw it and were ready to go back and report.

When the cheers finally subsided, Varian waved his hand to say goodbye to his people.

On the way back to Lordaeron, Varian felt a little heavy. He knew that doing so would arouse Tenaris' suspicion, but at this moment, he had to do so.

He soon returned to Lordaeron, but he was not in a hurry to return to the palace, but walked towards the Adventurer Guild.

Now he has less than a thousand soldiers in his hands. Whether it is restoration or forming an army, it is necessary to recruit some adventurers.

However, when he came to the door of the Adventurer Guild, he saw a familiar figure, a bald middle-aged mage, who was Kel Thujad.

Varian (Prince of Storm): "Master Kelthuzad? Why are you here?"

Kelthuzad (Great Master): "Oh, it's His Highness Varian. He actually met you here. It's such a masterpiece of fate. I regret the matter with King Ryan. He is a real king...

Varian nodded, already a little numb to everyone's comfort.

"Why are you here? Are you here to have a meeting as an envoy of Dalaran?"

Kel Thuzad's expression was a little awkward, "In fact, I am no longer a member of the Dalaran Parliament. To be precise, I have been expelled from Dalaran."

Varian was a little surprised, "What? What happened?"

Kelthuzad couldn't help but look angry, "Just because of a suggestion, I proposed to train a large number of psychics and use psychic techniques to summon the undead army against orcs. You must know that the war between the alliance and the tribe will inevitably bring about a large number of casualties, and these corpses are potential troops. If used properly, they can even summon hundreds of thousands of huge armies, which will definitely be of great help to the war.

The number of alliance troops is small and the tribes is not united, and the kingdoms are not united. If we cannot strengthen our strength as much as possible, how can we win? However, the short-sighted guys in the Dalaran Council have no idea what kind of enemies we are facing.

It is all about "the dignity of the dead" and "the honor of the mage". Humph, they are really a group of idiots. Only the winners have dignity and honor."

Varian felt quite complicated when he heard this. If he had changed his past, he would not accept such things. Defiling the body of the dead would definitely be a detrimental thing. Even if he died, he would not be able to do such a thing.

However, after personally experiencing the fierce battle of Stormwind, he knew very well that what Kel Thuzad said was right, and only the winners were qualified to talk about dignity and honor.

Once defeated, everything will be over.

But he didn't say anything, just nodded in agreement.

"So where is Master Kel Thujad going?"

"I am leaving Lordaeron. The Council does not allow me to use psychics, so it is meaningless for me to stay. I am going to the Northende continent in the north to find the legendary artifact of death." Kelthuzad's eyes flashed with excitement and yearning.

"Death Artifact? What exactly is that? You said that thing can change the end of a war. Does it really have such powerful power?"

Kelthuzad nodded seriously: "Yes, if it is real, there must be such a powerful force. The Explorer Association has heard a lot of news from the north that some kind of change is happening on the ancient Northrend continent. The dead Veku people crawled out of the grave, and the undead rages on the frozen soil, and a powerful force is awakening.

I'm not sure what that is, but it's undoubtedly related to the death artifact.

Legend has it that in the long time when there was no written record, humans had not yet appeared. The ancestors of humans, the Vicu people, lived on the Northrend continent in the north. They worshiped the power of the dragon, became allies with the dragon, and established a powerful ancient Vicu people empire.

However, a terrible disaster caused the empire to be destroyed overnight, and only some remote tribes survived. After years of investigation, I finally found part of the truth of the disaster.

It is said that the ancient Vicu people were very powerful. The empire they established ruled most of the Northrend continent. The Vicu people emperor was so arrogant that he wanted to start a war against the gods and seize the power of the gods.

The tyrant summoned a large group of psychics and conducted an ancient ceremony, summoning a god from another world, the god of death from the underworld.

He wanted to defeat death by defeating death and then seize the authority of death.

He led the most powerful Vicu warrior to attack the summoned god of death. The Vicu people are worthy of being the most powerful warriors. They fought bravely and were said to have really gained the upper hand for a time, but the power of the gods is not so easy to fight.

When the God of Death was killed, the God of Death released the power of destruction, almost razing the capital of the Vicu people's empire to the ground."

"Kill - Death! Do you mean that Death was really killed?" Varian was a little unbelievable. It was a bit fantasy for him to kill God.

It is possible if it is a demigod, but can the true god be killed?

Kelthuzad shook his head, "This is not certain. Ancient legends always have various versions, and they were added to the fire during the process of their spread. Maybe the Vicuts summoned not the God of Death at all, but a powerful Shadow Realm creature, or they did not kill that god, but just a arrogant claim.

Of course, there is also a possibility that they really killed the God of Death, but since it is the God of Death, they must control the authority of death. Then perhaps death is nothing to the God of Death.

In short, this ceremony ended with the destruction of the Vicu people's empire.

However, the God of Death was indeed expelled from this world and left behind three death artifacts.

The Crown of Domination - It is said that it seals the knowledge of the God of Death using the power of death and the mystery of countless undead magic.

Frost Sorrow - a magic sword that can seal and control the souls of the killed people. As long as you have this sword, you can summon an army of the dead.

The third thing is a mystery. No one knows what it is, but it is said that it is the biggest secret of Death. As long as you master it, you can control death.
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