Luo Ning thought he heard wrongly, and Vereesa looked at him with a shocked expression.
Nekros calls the Red Dragon Queen his master.
Luo Ning felt that his world view collapsed in an instant, and a voice in his heart kept screaming: Lies, they are all lies.
I saw the Red Dragon Queen raising her head, stretching lazily, her curvy body opened, and she suddenly opened her eyes, her sharp eyes making people shudder.
"Nekros, do you admit your guilt?"
Nekros, who was kneeling on the ground, kowtowed in fear:
"Your Majesty, I was wrong."
The Red Dragon Queen's face was as cold as frost: "Why don't you do what I asked you to do?"
Nekros slapped his mouth hard, using all his strength until blood dripped from his mouth:
"Queen, please listen to my explanation. I have sent people to Dalaran a long time ago. It was Zuluhid who was causing trouble. He colluded with King Terenas and Uther."
"Zuluhid!"
The Red Dragon Queen smiled sarcastically:
"He is just a tool. He is not the one causing the trouble. Get up, Nekros. Fate will eventually send Ronin in front of me."
Luo Ning heard some overtones. Nekros had already sent someone to Dalaran to invite him, but unfortunately he was blocked.
"Is it just because of my Holy Word technique?" Luo Ning scratched his head, confused about the situation.
The Red Dragon Queen's gaze drifted towards Luo Ning. Luo Ning felt as if he was standing naked in the cold wind, everything was seen through.
"You have some value, but it's not enough. I need the Holy Word technique with a 100% success rate. Luo Ning, are you sure about it?"
Luo Ning thought carefully. Although he could cast a hundred Holy Word spells at one time, he might not be able to guarantee 100% success.
"Your Majesty the Queen." Luo Ning did not dare to look at the Red Dragon Queen and lowered her eyes:
"I can't guarantee 100%. If I were stronger, the success rate would be infinitely close to this goal."
"Tell me your method." The well-informed Red Dragon Queen is not easily fooled.
Luo Ning could only honestly explain how to cast a hundred Holy Word spells at the same time.
The Red Dragon Queen's eyes moved and she smiled and said: "As long as you are strong enough, you can cast a thousand or even ten thousand Holy Word spells at once, right?"
Luo Ning whispered: "Theoretically, this is indeed the case, but it is not easy to increase your strength."
The Red Dragon Queen closed her eyes and thought for a while: "If you just increase your mental power and mana limit, it is not difficult. The way to do it in Dalaran is through long-term meditation. Am I right?"
For ordinary students like Luo Ning, they can't take shortcuts and can only use meditation, so they nodded.
"Actually, they have some other methods, such as stealing magic and wandering the dragon. I know all about it."
The Red Dragon Queen took a deep breath and said slowly with fear:
"I disdain to use their inferior tricks. Your instructor probably never taught you that the efficiency of meditation is related to the surrounding environment. From now on, if you meditate next to me, you will be able to produce ten years of gong in one day."
Luo Ning was overjoyed after hearing this, but at the same time he was a little skeptical.
The Red Dragon Queen dispelled his concerns:
"It depends on your talent. A group of mediocre people in Dalaran missed a super genius. You will definitely impress them."
The Red Dragon Queen waved her hand and sent out Nekros, then snatched the Demon Soul and hung it above Luo Ning's head.
The golden light fell, and for a moment, Luo Ning felt like he was split into countless small pieces, but he felt no pain.
"Seize the time to meditate." the Red Dragon Queen urged.
Luo Ning hurriedly gathered his mind, and countless selves were floating in the air, meditating under the golden light.
Countless selves were connected together to form a vast ocean. Only then did Luo Ning notice that those who were divided were not themselves, but dragons.
Countless dragons disguised themselves as Luo Ning and selflessly distributed the spiritual power gained from meditation to Luo Ning. No wonder the Red Dragon Queen said that one day of meditation can last ten years.
The Demon Soul was created 10,000 years ago, extracting not only the power of the five dragon kings, but also thousands of ordinary dragons, each of which is a separate body and lives in the Demon Soul.
Luo Ning's mental power increased rapidly, and suddenly, five giants appeared in front of him, all of them looked exactly like Luo Ning.
The largest one among them was black, staring into Luoning's eyes.
"Do you know the price of being strong? Luo Ning? That's a price you can't bear."
Luo Ning was frightened, but he was still meditating.
"You could have lived more than a hundred years old and had many children and grandchildren. Now, it's a pity."
The sound stopped, and when Luo Ning opened his eyes, it was already noon on the second day.
The warning during meditation made Luo Ning uneasy.
Vereesa has been by Ronin's side, and she has gradually become dependent on him in the dangerous orc lair.
"You seem to have something on your mind." The Red Dragon Queen noticed Luo Ning's uneasiness.
"I want to know what the price is?" Luo Ning asked uneasily.
The Red Dragon Queen said coldly: "There is no price. The Demon's Soul has been contaminated by the Burning Legion. Those are the temptations of the Demon. Don't take it to heart."
Luo Ning meditated next to the Red Dragon Queen for three days. The effect of meditation was very good. The upper limit of mental power and mana was enough to support two thousand Holy Word spells.
Although he is only in his twenties, his upper limit of mental power and magic power has exceeded that of Dalaran's eighty-year-old archmage. After all, no mage would spend all his time meditating.
Of course, he is not yet a high-level mage. After all, he only masters elementary and intermediate magic.
"Luo Ning, it's time to show your loyalty. I need you to do a small thing."
There was unquestionable majesty in the Red Dragon Queen's tone.
The Palace of Lordaeron.
King Genn Greymane has already begun to complain. The Gilnean king has plenty of reasons to complain about King Terenas.
For example, the royal family of Lordaeron only provides King Greymane with one meal a day, and a tofu-sized osmanthus cake cannot satisfy his stomach.
Fortunately, the king's attendants understood the situation in Lordaeron and brought food in advance.
Then there is the arrogance of King Terenas. The famine in Lordaeron has become very serious, and the people live in hunger and panic.
However, Terenas still regards himself as the leader of the alliance. If it were not for the fact that the orcs have not yet been eliminated, King Greymane would definitely launch a surprise attack, defeat the hungry Knights of the Silver Hand, and then trample Terenas under his feet and tell him
Who is the strong one?
This alliance meeting was originally scheduled for noon, but strangely, no other participants were seen until nightfall.
Greymane felt that he had been tricked and was about to get up and leave when Terenas came over slowly and said calmly:
"Lord Presto will be here soon, Jean, my old friend, I hope everyone can discuss this matter together."
Greymane could only sit back in his seat and look at the frail old man in front of him.
Because he only eats one meal a day, Terenas seems to be knocked down by a gust of wind. Strangely, he is in very good spirits.
"What happened? I have no idea." Greymane complained.
"Just like the tide of the eternal sea, you are always unwilling to be calm." A gentle voice came, followed by heavy footsteps.
Admiral Daelin Proudmoore, the de facto ruler of Kul Tiras.
"He's here too."
Greymane frowned secretly, it seemed that what was being discussed was a big matter.