American Comics: Beginning with Luke the Maker

Chapter 331 Kargath, the plan of the king and the mage
"Darkness is coming!"

Ner'zhul woke up suddenly from his sleep, and he thought again of the message revealed to him by the spirit of the ancestors.The message was so dark and depressing, just thinking about it in his mind gave him despair.

The spirit of the ancestors told him that Draenor was dying, and a powerful dark force was growing inside. If he couldn't think of a way to solve it, Draenor would have no future.

Ner'zhul wanted to ask where the darkness of the ancestor spirit came from and what caused it, but his question did not get the response it deserved.Something unknown seems to have happened to the spirits of the ancestors.Since then, he has lost the ability to communicate with the spirits of his ancestors.

They no longer responded to any of his questions, nor his calls.

"The dead evil dragon will be resurrected?

Or is it the withering of life caused by the recent natural disasters?
Or the mysterious high priest? "

Ner'zhul could only speculate based on the information at hand, but in any case, he could not be sure where the danger came from.

So when Gul'dan asked himself to go to the Warsong clan to meet the high priest as a messenger, Ner'zhul did not stop him, and even gave him some convenience and orc guards.

But to this day, Gul'dan has left with his people for a long time, but still no news has come back.This made his uneasiness deepen again and again.

Ner'zhul felt that his spirit was stretched to the limit now, and he felt anxiety and rage, sadness and pain that were rare in the past.

Time passed day by day, and the cloud of war among the orc clans could come at any time. In this tense situation, Ner'zhul finally got Gul'dan's message.

As the minion of the demons, Gul'dan was thrown to the spirits of the four elements by the high priest.Under the witness of all the orcs, the four elemental spirits disintegrated Gul'dan's body.

Ner'zhul was shocked when he heard the news, but he had to believe it.Because it was the orc warriors he sent to protect Gul'dan who told him all this.

Together with all the orcs in the arena, they browsed Gul'dan's memory and learned how he was targeted by a demon named Kil'jaeden and bewitched to fall.

There is no doubt that the other party has a vicious and huge plan. Even if Gul'dan remembers the tip of the iceberg of this plan, it is enough to make the orcs angry and panic.

Including Ner'zhul, who almost subconsciously thought of the reminder from the spirits of the ancestors after he learned the details of that huge plan.

He believed that the impending disaster revealed by the spirits of the ancestors came from this.The mysterious high priest may know more information than him.

"Get ready, I need to meet that high priest." When Ner'zhul thought of this possibility, he felt an urge to see the mysterious high priest and ask her for something.

Before that mysterious high priest appeared, Ner'zhul was the uncrowned king of all orc clans, or his reputation was enough to win the respect and courtesy of many orc clans.

"Where is she now?" Ner'zhul asked the orc warriors of the Shadowmoon clan who had been released.

"Ogre. Their target is the ogre." The orc warrior quickly said the information he had obtained.

In fact, there is no need to inquire about this at all. The orc clan gathered under the high priest has been integrated into a tyrannical war machine.They plundered all the resources on this planet and stored them.At the same time, in accordance with the request of the high priest, he continued to recruit more orc clans and more combat power.

But right now, the opponent obviously wanted to get rid of the ogres near their area first.That kind of frenzied expedition state and enthusiastic communication, without the slightest concealment and confidentiality constraints, just poured into their ears, and then they were firmly remembered in their hearts.

Orcs are not unique creatures on this planet, there are other races living with them on this planet.They often have some wars.

Victory, or defeat.

Under the witness of time, it is a kind of normality.

And now, there is no doubt that this cycle of normalcy is coming to an end.With a big victory, after integrating all the power of this planet, they will migrate life to another suitable planet to reproduce.

……

Ogre Arena.

An orc with disheveled hair, a ferocious face, and a gloomy aura was sitting quietly in the stone prison.

He is a slave, a bloody gladiator in the arena, and his daily routine is to fight, hurt, fight, and kill.

He has faced most races on this planet, including his own kind.His hands were stained with the blood of these people. This bloody daily life, day after day, almost distorted his spirit.

In addition to fighting every day, he has to experience all kinds of torture. These tortures make him feel more painful, which has to force him to change from being afraid of pain to enjoying pain.

His spirit has been distorted under this kind of torture, and the only thing supporting his spirit that has not completely collapsed is the hope that is like a little embers of fire in his heart.

This is also the motivation for his tenacious will not to collapse and persist until now.

But with the passage of time, he has become a little numb, and the hope and the last bit of reason in his heart are about to be completely swallowed up by darkness and tyranny.

The thick arm swung, and the sound of metal impact sounded in the stone prison. Kargas clenched the weapon tightly with his other hand, and stared blankly at his bound arm with his open eyes.

He has thought about cutting off his own arm more than once in his mind in exchange for a certain freedom of movement.

Suddenly, Kargas felt some kind of energy erosion.

This is not the first time I feel this kind of cold and dark energy.It's just that they were so weak before, and he could vaguely feel the existence of this energy only when he was extremely focused and in a certain state of mind.

But right now, his spirit and thinking are active, but he just suddenly felt this energy, and its existence became clearer and stronger.

Kargath suddenly realized that after waking up today, those ogres did not come to beat him and torture him, and drove him to the arena to fight.

He didn't know what happened outside, but he vaguely guessed that the opportunity he had been longing for had arrived.

Without hesitation, Kargas used his hidden weapon to cut off his arm that was bound by the lock, and then used tools to pry open the iron fence door.

He has rehearsed his escape plan countless times in his mind, including how to break free from the shackles, how to open the cage, how to resolve the battle with the ogre warrior who found something wrong in the shortest time, and how to fight desperately for himself. Find a way out.

And this kind of thinking, Kargas firmly believes that he will not be the only one who has it.

So when Kargas liberated the orc slaves in the stone prison one by one, the liberated orcs gathered around him one after another, helping him to rescue more orc slaves like a snowball.

This may make a lot of noise and attract an army of ogres, but they are not afraid.

However, the smoothness of this journey made Kargas and the others unbelievable.

Few ogre warriors came to stop them, and the only guards who were there were also dealt with in a very short time.

It wasn't until they rushed out of the stone prison and appeared under the skylight of the arena that they realized the abnormalities around them.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the black-gray clouds above them were like a vast vortex, with lightning and strong winds surging in a shocking scene.

The howling wind that tore through the sky and the earth, accompanied by the tornado that reached the ground, raged on this land of ogres, devouring and destroying everything.

The earth was trembling, cracking cracks from time to time.The scorching flames scorched their eye sockets even more.

"Is this the shaman summoning the power of the elements? But which shaman can control such a powerful, almost natural disaster-like power of the elements?" The orc who understood felt the tyrannical elements around him and muttered to himself.

"It seems that those ogres have been attacked." Kargas showed a ferocious smile on his face, looking at the ogres scattered and fleeing under the natural disaster in the distance, he issued a bloody declaration: "Let's go Let's kill recklessly."

Roar!
Most of the orc warriors standing behind him with mutilated limbs, or tortured and bruised all over their bodies raised the weapons and fists they had found in their hands, and together with Kargas who rushed out in front of the horse, they rushed towards the rout of the ogres. The army ran.

……

Azeroth.

King Terenas Menethil of Lordaeron, who has entered the prime of life, sits on his throne. Over the years, he has successfully made Lordaeron one of the most powerful kingdoms in the Eastern Kingdoms. The army even made his ambition and wild king continue to expand, and finally gave birth to the empire that followed Thoradin at the beginning and unified the human empire.

Once this idea is born, it can no longer be suppressed.He knew very well what this would bring, but as far as he could see, he had already conquered the surrounding area and expanded his territory, and the only thing left that could make him feel passionate and impulsive was the king who surpassed all. The goal of becoming the new king alongside Thoradin.

But this step is not so simple and easy to go out.The operation of the army, the supply of food, the expenditure of money, and the alliance of opponents are all issues that need to be considered.

As for the first step of complete expansion, including the entire kingdom of the eastern continent, the first step to bear the brunt is to face Dalaran, the kingdom of mages.

He needs to carry out a long and meticulous plan, and if he wants to succeed, it may take decades.During this period of time, marriage, alliance, suppression, all kinds of means, he needs to use.

"His Majesty!"

Just as Terenas was thinking about his next plan, a familiar voice sounded.Terenas raised his head and looked at the court archmage Kel'Thuzad who was walking slowly from outside the door.

"It seems that your trip to Dalaran was not wonderful, mage." Terenas looked at Kel'Thuzad's slightly gloomy face seriously, and smiled slightly.

"Chairman Antonidas issued an ultimatum to me, prohibiting any further dangerous research and exploration of the Dragon Tower." Kel'Thuzad's chest rose and fell slightly, and he gritted his teeth to express his inner depression and unwillingness.

He had devoted so much time and thought, and just when he was about to find a new path that could further his strength, he was suddenly sanctioned by the higher authorities to terminate his research.This was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, which directly made his hard work go to waste.

Kel'Thuzad has never hated Dalaran as much as it does now, and hates Antonidas and other archmages of the Tirisfal Council.

In his opinion, they are simply old and stubborn one by one.

The establishment of Dalaran was for the convenience of magic research, but these people restricted the new path he might open up for mages, which made Kel'Thuzad feel unprecedented dissatisfaction.

"You won't listen to him, will you?" Terenas said softly, as if anticipating what kind of decision Kel'Thuzad would make.

"Of course not! This is all my hard work! I am only one step away from success!" Kel'Thuzad really gave his own answer.

He can't, and won't let go!

From there, he obtained a huge amount of unknown and powerful magic knowledge. They are magnificent and charming but have their own dangers. It is a completely different system of magic, one that may have higher growth and potential than the arcane system. Great system!
He is only one step away from pushing that door open, as long as he pushes it open, he will be able to obtain endless power and knowledge, so how can it be possible for him to stop researching at this time?

"You will support me! Is that so, Your Majesty?" Kel'Thuzad looked at Terenas with a slightly nervous gaze.The only ones he can rely on now are the court mages of Lordaeron and King Terenas in front of him.

"Of course, you selflessly shared the knowledge you gained with the court mages of Lordaeron, and helped Lordaeron create many magic scrolls and equipment as agreed over the years. Our grand plan has just begun. How could it be possible? Stop here?" Terenas' decisive answer brought a smile to Kel'Thuzad's gloomy face.

If he was alone, his research would have to be delayed for a long time.To make matters worse, Terenas still holds the key to Dragon Tower.

The king has been procrastinating for a long time with many excuses, and has not handed over the keys to other kingdoms in turn as agreed.

"However, our current strength is not enough. You can continue your research, but keep it secret and not reveal it." Terenas reminded.

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I am more eager for the moment of success than anyone else. It doesn't take a few years for us to master the knowledge and power enough to change the world!" Kel'Thuzad nodded.

　PS: Thanks to the classmate of 40 Years is a butcher's knife for the reward.

　
(End of this chapter)