Little by little, Julius, who was dismantling Minerva's heart, received instructions from Tzeentch that the mission could continue downward.

Julius is enjoying what he's doing now, and he lets Minerva experience life in the first person as he remembers it, watching how his haughty sister gradually surrenders to fate in the face of blow after blow.

As much as Julius was tempted to continue his game, it was clear that the great St. Tzeentch had suffered a setback, and in the illusion he dominated, the human was dismembering his own kind again and again, as if he were an emotionless puppet.

Julius quickly suppressed his somewhat irreverent thoughts, and the great St. Tzeentch must have had something else behind his back.

Minerva spent an unknown amount of time immersed in the illusion, almost forgetting that she was a good spellcaster and that she had forgotten the task she had on her shoulders.

She was reprimanded again and again by her father and other teachers, and the elven apprentices of the same level looked at her with playfulness and hostility.

She was born noble but not commensurately gifted, possessed resources but achieved nothing, and a fog seemed to separate the knowledge of magic and Minerva from the close distance, so that she could never really see them for what they really were.

Minerva could vaguely feel a hint of something strange, as if this was not the life she was supposed to have, but she was powerless to break free, and the strength and will of mortals were meaningless in front of Tzeentch.

Julius could have easily bypassed the remote control room of the Higher School of Magic, but as a follower of Tzeentch, he, like other conspirators who believe in Tzeentch, believes that the outcome is not the most important thing, but the important thing is to enjoy the process.

And revenge is the process that Julius wants to enjoy, he has been lurking in Silvermoon City as a Tzeentch worshipper for fifteen years, and has corrupted more than two hundred elven transcendents in important positions before and after, and the only purpose is revenge.

He has set up Silvermoon City as a large stage, and he wants the elves who have hurt him and ignored him to stand in the positions he designed, and perform wonderful and colorful performances like puppets.

Tzeentch was clearly interested in Julius' plan, his favorite drama in his long life, and he fully supported it, and was inspired to add a 'big play' to Xu Yichen in it.

"Lord Kael'thas, how does it feel like to lose power?" Julius stood beside the elven archon and waved his hand, the blade of magical energy easily cutting the ropes that bound Kael'thas: "I must say, I enjoyed it. ”

Kael'thas scrambled up from the ground, as if to sober himself up from the taunts, feeling that his brain was no longer threatened by the forces of Chaos, but the pain from being stripped of his magical talent still made him miserable.

"I know you've always put the interests of Silvermoon City first, and you can even sacrifice your reputation for it." Julius looked at Kael'thas playfully, "But is this more important than your strength?" ”

"You people of great talent can't understand the pain of being mortal, you have always been high and self-righteous, and you feel that you are incomparably great even if you make even a small sacrifice." Julius grabbed the Elven Archon by the collar and carried him to the same height as himself: "But even if you take refuge in the Witch King, you can still be in a high position because of your talent and strength, right?" ”

Kael'thas's face changed suddenly, if the 'Well of Eternity' project failed, he did have plans to join the Witch King, but this plan only stayed in his mind, and he never mentioned it to anyone!

"Don't be surprised, Lord Archon." Julius tapped Kael'thas on the forehead with his slender fingers: "In the presence of St. Tzeine's mighty force, your mind is like words written on a blackboard, and there are no secrets to speak of. ”

"Everything I did was for Silvermoon City, traitor!" Kael'thas spat hard in Julius's face, albeit ungraceful, but it was the only thing he could do.

"But you can't deny it, I'm telling the truth, Silvermoon City will be your stepping stone, and you will still be a high mage master." Julius had a rather self-effacing frankness: "And with the help of the Witch King's feedback, you may not be able to rush into the legend, right?" ”

"Say whatever you want about Julius, I won't explain it to the traitor." Kael'thas closed his eyes, his face slightly red.

What Julius said was indeed something he had considered before, with the technical reserves of Silvermoon City, no matter what force would be treated as a guest, but he chose the Witch King of the New World, and the starting point was indeed because of the key to the power of legends.

"I'd like to do an interesting experiment, Julius, my sister is about to make a choice, she will either choose to let the Well of Eternity continue to activate and return to the real world, or she will spend her life in the situation of my childhood forever." Julius helped the elven archon tidy up the corners of his clothes and patted him on the shoulder: "This is the choice I gave her, and I will give you a chance." ”

Julius's voice reached the ears of the elven archon like a devil: "If she makes the wrong choice to keep the Well of Eternity from starting, you can correct her mistakes, your power, your talent will return, and I promise to send you to a safe place before the time of the end comes; And if you sit idly by, Minerva will sink into the illusion forever, and you will have to be an ordinary elf forever. ”

"You see, I'm a fair and forgiving elf, and no one has ever given me a choice, but I've given it to you." Julius said with a smile: "Your so-called sacrifice in the past was just the sacrifice of some of your dispensables, this time, it's time to make a real choice, let me see if you are really as great as you say." ”

There was a loud applause in the air, as if 10,000 people were clapping at the same time, and Julius, like a stage actor, bowed to the empty surroundings, as if thanking the invisible audience.

This is Tzeentch's praise and appreciation for him.

Kelses, on the other hand, was deep in thought, he could feel his firm conviction loosening, and he might not be as noble as he had thought.

"Minerva, all this is an illusion, it's all fake, Silvermoon City is about to be destroyed, and the Well of Eternity must be stopped! Do you remember? In the illusion, Utgard, who had appeared once before, sat opposite Minerva: "I can let you get out of here, Minerva, as long as you press this button." ”