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Chapter 1675: Lor'themar's Conspiracy

"It turns out that Muru turned you into a puppet."

Robbie understood deeply that the Legion of Holy Light was by no means as benevolent as people thought, and no benevolent force could last forever in the universe.

"I can't accept it." Krasus said with a painful expression: "My experience tells me that Naaru will not be like this."

Kael'thas said aggrievedly: "I didn't lie, really."

"Then can you recall who suggested that you absorb Mulu's energy after the onset of addiction?" Robbie asked.

Kael'thas grabbed his hair hard, trying to remember, and a shadow brushed across his forehead:

"I remembered, it's Romance, and people are willing to believe him."

Rommath is the chief magister of Quel'Thalas and one of the personal advisors to regent Lor'themar Theron.

Kael'thas led some blood elves to join Illidan in search of a way to save the people. The future was uncertain and he was risking his own life.

As a precaution, Kael'thas left the remaining blood elves in Silvermoon City and appointed Lor'themar Theron as regent of Quel'Thalas.

It is equivalent to handing over the future of the blood elves to Lor'themar Theron.

"Lor'themar Theron."

In an instant, Kael'thas understood everything and said with a wry smile: "Is he so eager to become the leader of the blood elves? I really misjudged the person."

Robbie and Krasus both showed sympathetic expressions. Compared with the old man Lor'themar Theron, Kael'thas still seemed too young.

"My people, they are still enslaved by Lor'themar Theron, and I must free them."

After conquering Storm Keep, Muru was sent back to the rebuilt Silvermoon City. The blood elves in Silvermoon City also absorbed Muru's power and became a puppet controlled by others.

"Do you remember what happened after you became a puppet?" Robbie asked worriedly.

Robbie hopes to find out who is behind the scenes and who is controlling the blood elves. Of course, the biggest suspect is the Legion of Light.

Kael'thas frowned and thought carefully:

"It was like a dream. There was a voice in my ear, ordering me to do things. I lost my judgment and followed orders like a puppet. Damn it, I haven't changed my clothes or taken a shower in two years. Oh my god.

, let me die."

The Elven Robe worn by Kael'thas is an epic piece of equipment and has an automatic cleaning function.

However, the terrible body odor on his body was completely covered up by the best perfume from the elves.

"I remember." Kael'thas's expression was very painful: "I ordered people to send Muru back to Silvermoon City, and it was also me who called on the people to absorb Muru's power. It's all my fault."

"Lor'themar Theron is so calculating." Robbie secretly admired him.

Although Kael'thas was controlled and could not help himself, it was tantamount to confirming his crime.

If the matter is revealed, Lor'themar Theron can blame him for everything.

As if recalling a terrible nightmare, Kael'thas suddenly turned pale and sweated profusely:

"While under control, I met with Kil'jaeden in front of everyone, in the Ruins of Sunglasses. I betrayed all the blood elves, and everyone saw it."

Robbie sensed something was wrong, Kael'thas was under control, and Kil'jaeden, one of the leaders of the Burning Legion, would not have failed to notice.

Kil'jaeden would not make a deal with a puppet.

"Are you sure that's Kil'jaeden?" Krasus asked.

Kael'thas shook his head blankly: "I don't know, that is a huge demon image, exactly like the legendary Kil'jaeden."

"It doesn't matter whether Kil'jaeden is real or not." Robbie frowned and said, "Lor'themar Theron has already convicted you of colluding with the Burning Legion."

Krasus added: "As long as you return to Silvermoon City, Lor'themar Theron has every reason to execute you."

"Not only Lor'themar Theron, but also Rommath and Countess Liadrin. It must be the three of them."

Kael'thas roared in grief and anger: "But I must save my people. By the way, Storm Fortress are all my cronies, they must be willing to believe in me."

At this moment, Robbie suddenly became aware of the situation.

A powerful Sha'tar defense force is being assembled.

"We have to leave here, the Legion of Light already knows that you are free." Robbie warned.

Kael'thas pointed at Akama on the bed and said, "What should he do?"

"Leave him here." Robbie stared at Kael'thas and asked, "Tell me the coordinates of Storm Fortress."

Robbie opened the portal to Storm Keep and prepared to help rescue Kael'thas's loyal troops.

The defense forces of Sha'tar City were on their way, and Akama woke up from a coma.

"Why am I here?"

Akama sat on the bed, remembering his experience of almost being killed, and then caught a glimpse of the evil orc corpse under the bed.

"We must leave Shattrath, Artani. I swear I will never let you go. Anyone who betrays me will die."

Returning to the Black Temple, after thinking about it, Akama decided to go see Maiev.

Since being imprisoned, Maiev has never stopped thinking.

She has always been very cautious and did not dare to slack off at all.

Maiev gave up her escape plan the day after entering the cell. This place was 10,000 times stronger than the Watcher's Crypt.

The prison cell built by the Burning Legion has a defense that can be described as an iron wall.

The thick stone wall flashed with green evil energy symbols, and outside, countless legion guards were walking around.

The cell is fully equipped with all kinds of furniture. It is not luxurious, but it is practical.

Hot water is provided every day and you can take a shower at any time.

Especially Maiev's bed is very comfortable.

The food delivered every day is quite delicious, and in all aspects, apart from the lack of freedom, the treatment is no worse than that of the warden of the Watcher's Crypt.

The legionnaires once took Maiev to visit the residences and food of other wardens, and they all received preferential treatment.

However, this is what Maiev is most worried about. She is not afraid of torture and hunger, and can even accept death calmly.

Illidan definitely has no good intentions, and there must be a conspiracy hidden in the preferential treatment.

Maiev forced herself to calm down and never let herself sink into comfort.

When she learned that Akama had come to see her, Maiev smiled:

"If you are a Broken One, you will never get such treatment." Maiev deliberately provoked discord: "Illidan and I are of the same race after all. Aren't you very disappointed to see that I have not been tortured?"

"Illidan is corroding your souls." Akama said tiredly: "There are already watchers who have voluntarily accepted evil energy and become demon hunters."

"Really?" Maiev tried her best to act as if she didn't care: "Okay, help me eliminate the disloyal people in the team."

Akama was silent for a long time: "Maev, you know Illidan. He will consider the feelings of his people and treat the Watchers favorably, but his tricks are always unexpected."

Maiev looked at him: "I don't understand, the Broken One didn't suffer, why would you betray Illidan?"

"Because of the justice and belief in my heart." Akama replied: "I am loyal to a true hero. His glory is as bright as the sun. Illidan can be crushed to death with one finger."

Maiev thought for a long time, there was no such person in Azeroth.

Akama took a step forward: "Illidan opened the portal to a new world."

"What does it have to do with me?" Maiev didn't understand.

Akama shook his head slightly: "You are part of his plan. You are a woman, Illidan is a man, and most of the Watchers are women. Women can reproduce."

Maiev's pupils instantly tightened.


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