The visitor has gray hair and a thin face. Although he is tall and burly, he has a strong bookish air.
In this strange guest, Viren felt an unusual aura. Holy light and death energy were perfectly intertwined, mixed with arcane magic, elemental magic such as fire and ice.
Greymane recognized this visitor, grabbed the wine glass tightly, and whispered: "Kel'Thuzad."
"What, he is Kel'Thuzad?" Velen's body trembled.
Kel'Thuzad turned his head and smiled: "King Greymane, you are well. I was just an unknown mage apprentice in Dalaran. I followed my master's orders and wanted to see you. I waited on the steps of the palace for nine days.
Jiuye, I couldn't get your interview, so I had no choice but to leave."
Greymane laughed dryly: "Let the past be done."
Kel'Thuzad said indifferently: "I don't take it to heart. You like to be waited for. Most of those who come to see you are seeking benefits. It doesn't matter whether you see them or not. My mentor has done research in the Cave of Time and accidentally saw future benefits.
The scene where Prince Yam was killed, if you are willing to meet me, you can change the ending of this tragedy."
"What did you say?"
Greymane stood up abruptly, his eyes almost spitting fire, he was so excited that he couldn't control himself, the muscles all over his body were swollen, and there was a tendency to transform.
Velen patted Greymane on the shoulder: "Relax, this is not true. Kel'Thuzad is best at deceiving people."
Kel'Thuzad said seriously:
"I never lie on academic matters. My tutor and I calculated for many days and finally found a way. Unfortunately, I was unable to meet His Majesty the King and missed the only opportunity."
Velen was not going to get entangled in this matter and asked: "Kel'Thuzad, do you want to stop the Dove of Peace? It's too late. The Dove of Peace is all over the Kingdom of Stormwind. It is like a cancer, trying to absorb it.
Grow with the blood of Stormwind Kingdom."
Kel'Thuzad crossed his hands on the table: "I don't care about the fate of the Kingdom of Stormwind. I just want to know what Jaina's plan is."
Carefully observing the expressions of the two men, Kel'Thuzad quickly came to a conclusion without waiting for an answer:
"His Majesty the King knows nothing. As for this Kul Tiran man disguised as a two-headed ogre, I am disappointed. It turns out that you are just a clown being used by Jaina."
"What did you say?"
Velen was furious. He had long heard that Kel'Thuzad had defeated the astral mage Medivh. If it had been before, Velen would have turned around and left without hesitation.
Times have changed. Velen first received the blessing of the Holy Light Legion in Argus, and then the souls of the two Velen were fused together and promoted to the initial level of the gods. With their strength greatly increased, how could he be afraid of Kel'Thuzad.
Velen thrust his right hand forward, and the holy light formed a golden snake, with every scale lifelike, and it opened its mouth and pounced on Kel'Thuzad.
Kel'Thuzad took his time and used the Holy Light to transform into a poisonous snake. He came first and faced Velen's poisonous snake, swallowing it in one bite.
Velen's face turned pale, and the golden light flashed continuously, as if he was copying, transforming into countless versions of himself, crowding towards his opponent.
Kel'Thuzad condensed the holy light into a vortex, swallowing up all the figures that came towards him. Looking at where Velen was sitting, the person was gone.
This is the cleverness of Velen. After a preliminary test, he found that he was no match and immediately used a secret method to escape without any delay.
Kel'Thuzad nodded in admiration, did not chase Velen, and looked at Greymane.
Greymane smiled awkwardly: "I am willing to help deal with the Dove of Peace."
In Booty Bay, Jaina lay on the warm beach, enjoying the massage from the deep-sea giant while listening to the report of her subordinates.
"This idiot Viren really disappoints me."
When she learned that King Greymane had fallen into the hands of Kel'Thuzad, Jaina was so angry that she cursed.
"Can any of you tell me what harm the unclean holy light does?" Jaina asked unhappily.
Dozens of subordinates stood aside respectfully, most of them were humans, and there were also a few dwarves and dwarfs. They all lowered their heads and remained silent, not daring to breathe.
Jaina holds the power of life and death over the members of the Dove of Peace, just like a female spider weaving a cobweb, she has absolute control and controls everything.
But there is also a drawback to doing this. Her subordinates are all puppets, and all major decisions have to be made by Jaina herself. There is no one who can give advice at critical moments.
For example, Jaina couldn't study this unclean holy light by herself, and no one from the Dove of Peace could help her.
Jaina feels very irritable:
"I have been preparing for so long, am I going to give up just now? Order the Dove of Peace ministries to start taking action early tomorrow morning. I will make the Kingdom of Storm bloom everywhere."
The dark sky shrouded the city, and Stormwind City, surrounded by mountains and sea, was like a dormant beast. Except for the occasional patrolling guards, the streets were deserted.
In this silent night, in the basement of the old city, the undead Melvin Anlov summoned the Dove of Peace cadres responsible for each urban area.
"We have all come this far for a great ideal. In Azeroth, the noble orcs have saved the world time and time again. Humans are just food for the orcs. In the early hours of tonight, we will use the holy light to light up Stormwind City.
A new era has come, let us be the first warriors to move toward the light, for Azeroth."
"For Azeroth."
The cadres all had an expression of resignation on their faces, and were willing to sacrifice their lives for their ideals at any time.
Near midnight, someone was secretly operating in Stormwind City's trade area, old city, dwarf area, mage area, church square, etc. The cadres of Song of Peace led their cronies to the designated location and used precious magic gems to build complex magic.
In the formation, everyone looked nervously at their pocket watches, waiting for the time to come.
The bells of the Guangming Cathedral rang, and the Dove of Peace cadres distributed in various urban areas simultaneously ordered the activation of the magic circle.
The magic array emits a golden beam of light, about the thickness of a bowl. After refraction, it becomes parallel to the ground, intertwining into a huge web of holy light over Stormwind City.
Robbie and Vanessa stood on the top of the Cathedral of Light, admiring the masterpiece of the Dove of Peace.
"This magic is quite clever. If we hadn't been prepared in advance, we would have been in big trouble." Robbie said fearfully.
The criss-crossing light pillars formed dozens of symbols. The holy light circulated, and the symbols slowly rotated like water waves. Some members of the Dove of Peace were confused, their eyes were blurred, and they knelt on the ground piously.
This shocking scene attracted the attention of the guards, who rushed to the magic circles in various districts. The members of the Dove of Peace received Jaina's order and were not allowed to leave, and were all arrested.
Many people were disturbed and took to the streets to discuss the holy light symbol above their heads.
All the court mages from the Mage District and Storm Barrier were dispatched to dismantle the magic circles in each city. They worked for half a night, and everything was settled before dawn.
Melvin Anlov fled to Booty Bay overnight and reported to Jaina.
After hearing this, Jaina looked at the sky expressionlessly and said coldly:
"It's such a pity that the people have lost their only chance of redemption. I really don't want to send the light-forged orcs to destroy the Kingdom of Stormwind."