Saratas wasn't lying.

The Elder Gods were not the Gods of Darkness in the first place, they have always been best at corrosive power, flesh and blood magic.

Shadows, Holy Light, Arcane Energy, and Elemental Power can all be absorbed into it.

It's just that the ancient gods who came to Azeroth were brutally suppressed by the Titans, the elemental plane was sealed, the arcane energy had guardians, and the ultimate form of the Holy Light Naru was concerned about this world, so the ancient gods invariably chose the forgotten power of shadows.

The truth is as simple as that, if you don't occupy the high ground of power, it will be occupied by the enemy.

As the losing side of the war, the imprisoned Elder Gods had no choice but to stealthily and slowly accumulate the power of Shadow, a power despised by the Titans.

Salatas, however, has no such concerns.

Because it has been sucked dry.

Whether it's Enzos, Cthun, or Yogsaron, or even Gohorn, these ancient gods who live in the world retain their bodies, and the massive bodies gather even greater power.

But Saratas was now only a dagger, and had been suppressed by Carlos with a stomka without mercy for almost a month.

To put it simply, the shadow power that Salatas has accumulated has been drained, and it is now a tabula rasa attribute.

Even the Holy Light won't steal it, and you're embarrassed to call yourself the god of the ancients?

Naive......

Not only is Saratas able to harness the power of the Light, but he can even complete the transformation of the Light into the Shadows.

In a sense, the Elder Gods bear a striking resemblance to Naru in terms of racial identity.

But it was for this reason that Saratas was extremely disgusted with using the power of the Light, as it would attract Naru's attention.

If it attracts the attention of some radical belligerent Naru, it will really be a cool song that pierces the bowels.

However, the conditions offered by Naozu were really good, and the origin of flesh and blood sent by the human mage just now had another mystery, which made Saratas determined to become a god.

What Saratas had to do was simple, to open a spiritual pathway in the Light, to link Arthas with the spirits of Naozu in plain sight.

In the process of this commotion operation, there is also the help of Kel'thugad, who is hidden in the gap between Alsace's hearts, which can be said to be commotion but not chaotic, seemingly in the fire, but in fact as stable as an old dog.

What is really difficult is to play tricks under the nose of Kel'thugad.

That's right, Salatas decided to become a multi-faceted spy.

Naozu promised it the freedom that Saratas wanted.

It is not known which sibling promised it the benefits, and Saratas also wanted.

In that case, Saratas decided that I wanted them all!

Who was not a god before.

Walk you!

In the eyes of others, Arthas held Saratas. The blade of the Dark Empire, the blazing holy light burst out from the prince's body, as if piercing the boundaries of time and space, and the majestic and peaceful halo shone on people's hearts.

Arthas inadvertently unleashed the Light Judgment under the guidance of Salatas, and all the souls present began to examine their own hearts under the majestic light of the Holy Light.

Even Kel'thugad was no exception.

Now is the time!

Taking advantage of the moment when Kel'thugad lost his mind, Saratas planted a seed of spiritual suggestion into the depths of Arthas's soul.

it! What is it?

While operating all this, Saratas naturally touched that spiritual seed, and then the whole dagger was not good.

This is by no means the spiritual seed of the two fools of Enzos and Yogsaron.

Under the effect of the Light's judgment, all souls illuminated by the Light examine their truest desires.

When planting the spiritual seed, Salatas felt the emotions contained in that seed———— devotion, fraternity, sacrifice......

This is by no means a quality that an ancient god should have.

What the heck!

In an instant, Saratas suddenly felt that the so-called benefits were not easy to take.

After Kel'thugad's transformation into a lich, his life form transformation led to a tremendous increase in strength, and his unwavering will quickly freed him from the intimidating effects of the Light Judgment.

Perhaps it was because of his contempt for Salatas or his reverence for the Light, Kel'thugad did not suspect that Salatas was playing tricks, and the Lich simply urged Salatas to hurry up and help him to open up the spiritual link between Arthas and the Lich King.

"Who are you?"

Arthas had a great spiritual pleasure and self-satisfaction at this time, although he was a little scummy in emotional matters, but His Royal Highness the Prince was essentially a good boy, and the education he received since childhood set up a moral high ground for him, so after receiving the torture of the heart, Arthas felt cute.

Well, it's the kind of feeling I had when I killed my teacher and stabbed my father against the children of light and darkness, but I knew I was a good boy.

Don't ask, just feel good when you ask.

"I am a betrayer, a sufferer, a bondage, a savior."

"Who are you?"

"I am the nightmare of your past, the hope of your present, and the guide of your future."

"Who the hell are you?"

"I'm the Lich King."

Naozu didn't pretend to be an offender, nor did he mean to be quick to speak, he induced Arthas to ask three questions, just to stabilize the spiritual channel.

Then, Nao Zu did not have the slightest intention of brainwashing His Royal Highness the prince through words, and he went directly to HD.

Although Arthas is a paladin with a certificate of completion, he is also determined compared to ordinary people, but compared to the vast spiritual power of the Lich King, he is as fragile as a child.

So, with the help of Kel'thugad's soul powers, Arthas watched the Lich King's carefully selected memories.

He saw the source of suffering, the hidden crisis, the powerlessness of humanity, and personally felt the monstrous flames of the Burning Legion and the undercurrent of the Elder Gods.

However, even with the help of Kel'thugad, the huge influx of knowledge still left Arthas in a trance.

"Northrend, Frost Grief, the key to saving the world, we will be one."

In order to protect the integrity of Arthas's soul, Kel'thugad drained his soul power and fell into a brief silence.

Then, Alsace woke up.

He gathered the light and said to everyone with a smile.

"You see, I have purified this blade of the Dark Empire."

Salatas was so exhausted that he didn't bother to talk, and his eyes on the handle were closed and he was pretending to be dead.

"Uncle is amazing!"

Alphonse exclaimed excitedly.

There were no accidents, and Galiya was relieved.

This is the end of the treasure house visit.

Between dinners, happy smiles, deep night dew, no intention of sleeping.

Arthas lay quietly on the bed, quietly experiencing today's bizarre encounter, and finally couldn't help asking.

"Who the hell are you?"

"I'm Elune."