Antonidas lowered his head and said nothing for a long time before saying:
"You don't understand how difficult it is to live. You can't help yourself. I used to be the chief magister of Dalaran. I seemed to have a high position and commanded the Magic Kingdom of Dalaran, but you know what I do every day.
What?"
Aman'Thul was a little confused. Isn't a great mage buried in a laboratory studying magic?
Antonidas smiled bitterly and said: "I need to personally prepare at least a hundred bottles of special medicine every day to supply to human dignitaries, that is, my supporters. As a Draenei, you will not
Understand the deep joy of human beings in reproducing offspring, and the pain of being unable to do anything and wanting to die.”
"No, I can understand." Aman'Thul said seriously.
Antonidas gave him a strange look and continued: "Later, I was resurrected by the Dark Queen Sylvanas, so I became this woman's slave. It is true that she respects me, but I know that she
She despises me from the bottom of my heart, and I have to rack my brains to please her, so as not to be buried in the garbage heap of the Undercity."
Aman'Thul said sympathetically: "I can understand how you feel."
"So, I don't care at all, whether it's a slave of the Holy Light Legion or a servant of the head of state, Margok, but I'm used to jumping from one yoke to another."
Antonidas stood up to see the guest off and said politely: "We have never had this conversation before, just treat us as if we have never met."
Aman'Thul nodded, stood up and left. A scroll fell to the ground. Antonidas hurriedly picked it up, but found that there was no trace of him.
Holding the scroll tightly, Antonidas could guess the contents of the scroll, and he must make up his mind.
In the end, Antonidas compromised, and Aman'Thul decided that a great magister would be attracted.
Slowly opening the scroll, as he expected, it recorded how to break the Holy Light's Pardon. Antonidas closed his eyes, finally made up his mind, concentrated, and memorized the contents of the scroll in his mind word for word. Finally,
Use magic to burn the scroll.
Velen and "Kol'gall" entered Shadowmoon Valley under the pretext of investigating the Land of the Falling Moon, and went straight to the Temple of Karabor.
This holy land of the Draenei is now deserted, the holy atmosphere gradually dissipates, and it becomes dark and gloomy, like a ghost.
A group of robed giants from the bottom of the sea invaded from the sewers. The dirty and disgusting eggs and excrement were mixed together, making the sewers smoky and smelly.
Velen led the way and took action to clean up the filth, while "Kol'gall" followed behind. The two of them worked together and finally climbed up from the sewer and entered the interior of the temple.
The temple has long been occupied by creatures from Shadowmoon Valley. Spiders, bats, crocodiles, and void creatures emerged from nowhere everywhere.
Velen covered his nose and opened the way with a look of disgust on his face. After a lot of hard work, he finally arrived at the Karabor Temple warehouse.
Wielen touched the sweat on his forehead, pointed at the empty warehouse and said:
"There turned out to be a smaller particle beam weapon placed here. The draenei born in the world of Draenor didn't recognize it, let alone how to use it."
"Kol'gall" pretended to be confused and asked deliberately: "If the draenei arm themselves with particle beam weapons, can they defeat the orcs?"
Velen laughed loudly after hearing this: "One particle beam weapon is enough to kill an orc clan. Five of them can completely unify Draenor and become the king of Draenor."
"Kol'gall" pretended to be surprised and asked: "With such sharp weapons, why don't the Draenei use them?"
Velen said solemnly: "Weapons will narrow the gap between bodies. Even a Draenei child holding a high-power particle beam weapon can easily kill me. For my own safety and the stability of my rule,
, of course they will all be demolished. As for the life and death of the draenei family, whether they are eaten by orcs, it is none of my business."
"Korghar" nodded as if he understood.
"Only the stupid and ignorant Draenei are good Draenei." Velen said with a cunning smile:
"However, I still keep a high-power particle beam weapon in case of emergency."
Arriving at a corner of the warehouse, several specific holy light symbols appeared in Velen's hand. The symbols flashed rapidly, and a small portal appeared.
This is the Holy Light Secret Key, which can open up a small space specifically for hiding things. Velen reached into the portal and pulled out a long, radiant spear that was as long as a person.
The gun barrel is as thick as an adult's arm, and the gun body itself is made of Argus crystal. The azure blue light flows along the strong body, with a breathtaking beauty.
"What a beautiful gun." "Kogar" exclaimed.
Veren held a huge crystal gun and fired randomly at the wall of the warehouse.
The sound of the gunshot was very small, like water droplets splashing on the wall. A large hole as high as a person appeared in the solid wall, but no explosives were splashed. It seemed to have evaporated in an instant.
"Kolgar" looked closely and saw that a shot penetrated the seventh floor of the wall.
"The Extermination of the Eredar is the name of this weapon."
Viren handed the weapon to "Kol'gall" with confidence and introduced:
"This is a weapon modified by the Holy Light Legion on the basis of the Draenei weapon. It uses the energy of the Holy Light to drive the particle beam. It takes ten seconds to recharge after each use. In theory, it can be fired countless times, even if it is a Dragon Slayer.
Lul, Deathwing, was also unable to withstand a single blow, and was originally designed to fight Archimonde."
"Kolgar" was extremely excited, this weapon was finally back in his hands.
However, Velen's lies could not deceive another Velen.
This weapon is powerful, but it also has serious weaknesses, such as being easily interfered by alien magic, resulting in launch failure.
Velen was able to hand it over to "Kol'gall" with confidence precisely because he knew its weaknesses.
"With this weapon, the head of state Margok is dead." "Kogar" said fiercely.
"Kol'gall, you must be cautious about this matter." Velen warned: "The Holy Light Frenzy I taught you is an enhanced version of the Holy Light Absolution. Although it is very effective, it is easy for others to see flaws.
The less the better, except for the one-eyed demon twins, the head of state's personal bodyguards, I suggest you only use it on three people."
"Want to hear the details!"
Velen said seriously: "Jaina, Great Mage Antonidas, they are all great mages, prone to accidents. The last one I suggest is King Saurfang, the famous sneak attack king among the orcs, he can help you a lot.
.”
"Kol'gall" excitedly grabbed Velen's arms and said:
"Prophet Velen, thank you for your help. In fact, I have no interest in power. What I care about most is powerful magic and the improvement of my own strength. If I can kill the head of state Mal'gok, Highmaul and the Lightforged Orcs will be defeated."
For you to manage, I need to absorb the power of the ancient gods, and then continue to pursue the path to strength."
Velen nodded assuredly, not worried that Ko'gall would break his promise.
As long as Margok dies and the ogres fall into chaos, Velen can take the opportunity to stand up and regain his own power.