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However, what the soul is, even the professional warlock uncle may not be able to tell it himself.

Will use or not, probably this is the case.

After the defeat of the Orcs in the Battle of Hillbride, the Alliance captured many orc warlocks and captured many books related to warlocks. Although all countries verbally shouted that the knowledge of orcs was a taboo cheat, but in private, who did not translate and research, and who did not conduct secret experiments......

Among them, Dalaran, the city of mages, is the most.

To be a master, in addition to being talented, you also need a good master, a good background, and good luck. Every guy who is finally promoted to the rank of archmage sums up his life, and it is a legendary novel of arrogance.

It's not the case when I am a warlock, although I eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, cheat and specialize, tattoo fights **** farming and work, but I know that I have a noble soul, and that's enough.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated.

Carlos, as an alliance general fighting on the front line, naturally does not despise the threat of orc warlocks, because he has learned about the warlock profession in many ways, and he is not arrogant and thinks that playing a game is great.

And, really let him find some information.

With Egwen. Medina's contemporary, the mage Merry. Winter Wind was removed from Dalaran for his research on spiritism and exiled from history. But the Barovs, as one of the backers of the Tirisfa Council, always had some privileges. Although the core leadership of the Tirisfa Council has been wiped out, there is always a way to get some peripheral information.

So when Carlos read Merry. After Winter Wind's masterpiece "soulisaholyshit", he was almost on the ground.

In the book, the first necromancer in human history, Merry. Winter Wind elaborated on the process of reflecting on the essence of phenomena in the process of studying spiritism, and came to the conclusion that the soul is the **** of the sacred.

The book "soulisaholyshit" is less like the academic research of an archmage, more like Merry. A collection of air discourse quotations after the failure of the Winter Wind spell experiment. However, Carlos understands that as the first undead in history, the first human to achieve immortality, you can question Merry. Winter Wind's character, but his strength cannot be questioned.

So I read the book differently, and it dawned on Carloston.

Don't care about Merry. Winter Wind gives a conclusion, focusing on his experiments, and the purpose of the experiments.

Starting from these aspects, it can be clearly seen that Merry. The winter wind deduces the essence of the soul from the aspects of the carrier of the soul, the action and reaction of the soul to the material world, the overflow and preservation of the soul, the stability of the soul and whether the ghost is a qualitative soul.

Once you grasp the core key, the whole idea suddenly becomes clear, where is the book "soulisaholyshit" to study the soul, this is simply a necromancer transfer strategy!

Under the double boycott of the Dalaran and Tirisfa councils, Merry. Winter Wind plays a good game, and records how to become a necromancer under the guise of academic research.

Talents, real TM talents!

Looking at the blood sacrifice in front of him in the dwarven ceremonial arena, Carlos couldn't help but think of Merry. Winter winds.

The reason is very simple, Carlos actually understood half of this blood sacrifice.

Spiritual Purifier!

The energy supply, transformation, and node circulation of the blood sacrifice ritual were all not understood by Carlos.

However, what the final result of the blood sacrifice ceremony was, Carlos understood.

Batch after batch of sacrifices were pushed onto the guillotine and clicked off, flesh and blood nourished the earth, and souls soared to the sky, only to be bound by the magic circle that covered the ritual altar, consumed, and finally squeezed, crushed, and stuffed into the artifact.

The original fear, resentment, and hatred of the souls that have no trace of action are ignited, negative emotions are burned as firewood, spiritual qualities are purified, and souls that seem to be painful and relieved fill the entire ceremonial field, trying to escape, but unable to break free from comfort.

"Did you see that?"

Carlos asked quietly.

"I can't see it, but I hear it, and the wail is loud."

Sylvie. Morgan replied calmly.

"What about you?"

Carlos asked again.

"What?"

Sora, who has always been obsessed with her image as a black iron dwarf, expressed her confusion with her face art [Confused: Black Iron Limited].

"Haunted."

The corner of Carlos' eye twitched, and he decided to skip the topic, it seems that Quel'Thalas, whose magic was a hundred years ahead of the human world, is not omniscient.

"Cut, what are ghosts to be afraid of, I am not afraid of living people, and I am still afraid of ghosts."

Seeing that Carlos was ignoring him, Sora couldn't help but sneer at him.

When Carlos focused his attention on Nefarian, he found that His Excellency the Archmage was actually gritting his teeth.

"Lord Victor, when are we going to launch?"

Carlos to Victor. Nefarios, beside him, asked in a low voice.

"Wait, wait, I'll have to watch for a moment."

"Okay."

Carlos returned to his old position, always feeling that something was wrong.

What is it?

A sense of disobedience came to my heart.

The personnel have been arranged, and the Black Iron Dwarf has not noticed that there are more than a thousand unfamiliar faces around him, and the plan has been executed almost flawlessly, just waiting for Nefarian to give an order, and everyone will do the Black Iron Dwarf!

Perfect plan, what's wrong?

"Wait, why should I listen to Nefarian's orders!"

Carlos suddenly had this doubt.

Because what he said makes sense? ! The words of the enemy, no matter how reasonable they are, cannot be listened to!

Suspicious, Carlos felt a sudden clarity in his mind.

It's hostility!

After entering the ceremonial arena, he suddenly lost his hostility towards Nefarian.

In all fairness, keep [Victor. Nefarios] is a mature, affable, sincere, and knowledgeable archmage who is completely unpleasant. However, the more this happened, the deeper Carlos's fear of Nefarian became, and it was a fantasy to suddenly lose his hostility towards Nefarian!

As soon as a flaw is grasped, the whole incident becomes clear, which makes Carlos think of another thing.

In a certain world line, before being completely confused by the old gods, Nesario used his last reason to make an attempt to transform the world - to become the heir to the throne of Alterac, to marry the princess of Lordaeron, to become the master of the alliance, and finally to go to the world with love and whip to save the world.

Ahem, to put it simply, it is to rely on the ability to charm humans to gain the dominance of the human world without blood.

Since the Black Dragon King Nesario has this ability, there is a high probability that the Black Dragon Prince also has this ability, if not as good as his father, not much worse.

Once the suspicion was discovered, Nefarian was full of suspicion in Carlos's eyes.

Why are we all the image of the Black Iron Dwarf, you are indeed a human figure, why is the Black Iron Dwarf undoubted about you?

The more Carlos thought about it, the more he felt that the so-called disguise magic was a trap, and that there were several archmages around him, and even if they were not Nefarian's opponents, they could not be unaware of the trick. The only chance is the seemingly simple disguise magic, and when he swapped his appearance with the Black Iron Dwarf, Nefarian secretly moved his hands and feet.

"Hell! The magic circle has been altered, and this ritual must be interrupted! ”

Nefarian suddenly shouted loudly without an image.

What a clever design, what a sinister scheme. Even if Nefarian was proud and conceited and self-satisfied, he had to admit that in the confrontation of magic, he had fallen too far this time.

"This isn't a ritual to forge an artifact, they're summoning the Fire Demon King!"

Nefarian didn't tell the truth, but he didn't lie either. The ritual circle was tampered with, which he had discovered a long time ago, but the purpose of the ritual had not changed, and it was still the artifact that strengthened the core of the ritual field, so Nefarian chose to continue to observe. And only now, Nefarian didn't realize that the guy who tampered with the circle used a method - kill!

Instead of weakening the artifact's power, the tamper added fire, giving it even more power, weakening the power of the spatial barrier.

Ask, where is the closest spatial barrier to the melting pot?

Answer, the world of fire elementals, the abode of Ragnaros, the heart of molten fire.

When the casting of the artifact is completed, the space of the melting furnace and the molten heart will be weakened to the extreme, and it is not impossible for this artifact to be directly blessed by the Fire Demon King.

So, the question is, will Ragnaros, the Fire Demon King, greet Nefarian in a friendly manner?

yes!

yes!!

yes!yes!yes!

No matter how conceited Nefarian was, he didn't have the courage to fight Ragnaros in the fire elemental world.

The ceremony must be interrupted!

"Do it!"

Carlos saw that this was an opportunity, and urged the power of the Holy Light, his black iron dwarf skin cracked, and Nefarian's spell effect was dispelled by the Holy Light. (To be continued.) )