Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

Union chief Sarath is trapped underground in the Alaye magic stone mine.

The three chiefs rarely get together to discuss important matters. Even the long-lost Grand Commander of the Mage Corps, Gallagher, appears in the silver full-length mirror with a solemn expression.

"The battle to attack the center of the demon front is at a critical juncture. Why do we have to talk to Kel'Thuzad about the Union's entry into the North at this time?" Gallagher frowned, clearly expressing dissatisfaction, "We can't do without his assistance right now. If the ammunition supply is cut off, the good situation that took more than half a year to achieve will be wasted."

The short Dawson rarely stands on his side, and said worriedly: "Yes, offending him is equivalent to offending the forum. We don't have to be so anxious to reach out to his sphere of influence."

Sarath was not in a hurry to explain. He sat on the chair with a teacup and smiled without saying a word.

Gallagher always hated his seemingly leisurely style, and snorted impatiently, "Even if they agree, what can they do? That is the territory of the mages occupied by the forum forces. Who do you think is suitable to send? They will be fooled by Kel'Thuzad, and what benefits can they get?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the first chief put the teacup in his hand on the table with a bang, staring at his two old friends with burning eyes, "What if I send myself to go there? Do you think it is appropriate?"

"That's not appropriate... No? Who to send? You go?" Dawson was stunned for a moment, stood up suddenly and said in disbelief, "Are you crazy? Is the soul separation disease recurring again?"

It is unheard of to have the first chief of the Federation stationed in a city branch founded by an independent spellcaster. In this way, Alaye, which already has empty defenses, will actually have only Dawson, the legendary chief, in charge.

If the Papal State of Goris knew about this, they would probably come out in full force to completely destroy this palace of truth and magic city in the eyes of spellcasters across the continent.

Gallagher's mouth twitched twice, and he said hesitantly: "I know you are trapped here and have no way to do anything, but you don't have to ruin your status and position so much, and the forum has no way to help you get out."

Not to mention, Kel'Thuzad would never agree to ask the head of the Federation to keep a close eye on him in his territory, which is pure self-destruction.

"He will... He will agree to me." Sarath murmured softly.

Then he stood up and changed the subject in an instant, "The ancient historical rumor that has been popular in the forum recently... You have all heard about it, right?"

Dawson said sullenly: "It has been spread privately for a long time, but no one dares to verify it in person with the forum administrators."

A high-level spellcaster codenamed "Wolf Walker" accidentally discovered a wizard ruins from ancient times while adventuring deep into the northern wilderness. The ancient books and documents obtained mentioned a shocking historical secret - deep in the frozen soil further north of the northern wilderness, there is a place of origin called [Continent Center], and that is the true origin of the tribes in the southern border.

This "rumor" that has not been verified and has no trace has been circulating in the non-public chat room of the spellcaster forum for a long time. As public opinion ferments, more and more forum members begin to try to verify the authenticity of the rumor. Among them, many people have actually figured out a trace of clues that can be used to verify it from the ancient books and relics lost or damaged in various parts of the southern border.

With a skeptical and knowledge-seeking attitude, tireless exploration and eliminating the false and retaining the true are the truth that the casters have always followed. These historical truths that can increasingly prove the rumors are gradually being discovered, piecing together a true history that is closer to the truth, which makes the high-level members in the forum extremely excited and talk about it for a long time.

Everyone knows very well what this represents - once the historical truth is made public, the church's claim that the God of Light created all living things headed by the human race and turned into the God Ridge Mountains to block the invasion of alien races evolved by the devil will immediately fall apart, and the faith foundation that the church has developed for hundreds of years will also collapse in an instant.

"If the rumors are true, it will definitely be a fatal blow to the church. Not only will the secular nobles immediately abandon them, but ordinary people will also gradually abandon this false belief, making them lose the greatest basis for their rule." Although Dawson has always been a conservative in the Federation, he will never be soft on the church that the casters regard as their mortal enemy.

Gallagher pondered for a moment and asked in confusion: "What if the rumors cannot be confirmed? Who dares to openly ask those mysterious beings for confirmation in the forum? Aren't you afraid that those gentlemen... are from the so-called [Continental Center]?"

Saras interrupted Gallagher's rebuttal and said in a deep voice: "The high-level mage codenamed Wolf Walker is the spellcasting consultant under Kel'Thuzad. Don't ask me how I know their relationship... Except for this agent, I'm afraid no organization in the southern border has the ability to send high-level spellcasters to explore the frozen wasteland?"

The Federation can't do it, which means that no organization in the Seven Wizarding Nations has the strength to do so. As the most powerful spellcasting organization in the southern border, the Federation is still confident in this issue.

Saras slowed down and continued: "Not only that... the ancient books found in the ruins also mentioned that there are many alien races in the distant [Continental Center], which are more powerful than our human race or demon race... enemies who are eyeing us and may invade the south at any time!"

After he said that, he took a deep breath, and his expression seemed to have a hint of reluctance and anger, "At present, our human race in the southern border, like the demons entrenched in the northern wasteland, were all exiled here in the [center of the continent]. The loser of the battle between all races. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Gallagher and Dawsonzi sucked in the air and said in unison: "Are we expelled? There are more powerful alien enemies in the place of origin of the human race? The truth is above! Salas, this thousand truth Is it true? ”

Salas nodded and said in a muffled voice: "Certification to Kelthuzad is equivalent to proofing from the mysterious existences on the forum. For this... I think it is extremely credible."

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Dawson slapped his thigh and suddenly realized, "So that's it! You want to set up a branch on Kel's Thujad's territory, just to install our own hands in their exploration team and personally verify the authenticity of this rumor? ”

"On the one hand, this is indeed the case... On the other hand, I also want to convey a message to the other party." Salas stood up and looked at his two colleagues with a bright look. "If the rumors are true, our Federation will Stand with the wasteland city created by Kel Thujad to fight against alien enemies from the north.

Whether it is the Dragon War or the battle between the two tribes more than a hundred years ago, the caster will always stand at the forefront of the guardian tribe!