As more and more Shadow Priests walked into Lordaeron's dungeons, the matter finally caught the attention of Grand Prosecutor Whitemayne.

Although these Shadow Priests entered the dungeons in secret, the shadow spells they used were well detected by the Holy Priests. They are like two identical twins who live on each other, it is difficult for others to perceive the existence of those shadow spells in the darkness, but the Holy Priest can. As for the Precept Pastors, they have long since been out of this category, they have lived a life of Discipline for ten years, and their daily work is to study how to better put the Shield of Light on the warriors, and they don't care about anything else. Although he rejects his fellow Shadow Studies, his attitude is much milder.

"Ares, you're setting yourself on fire!"

Eventually, Whitemane's approach was overwhelmed, and she sought out the High Lord Ares, who was studying the Shadows and the Light in her study. Mogrian.

As soon as they met, they showed a resentful expression.

Ares knew what she had come to do with her, and this matter could be hidden from others, but it was impossible to hide from Whitemane. The Grand Prosecutor knew it was a matter of time. Of course, Ares has been prepared for this.

"How?"

Ares said, pouring a cup of Tranquility Flower and handing it to Whitemane. Then he smiled at her little face that was flushed with anger.

"You've recruited so many Shadow Priests, they're traitors to the Light, and no matter what you're doing, these Shadow Priests shouldn't be in our city. He will only bring fear to our city, to our people. ”

"Why do you say that?"

"Is there any need to doubt this? Look at their spells, look at the morals they follow, they are all dark and evil. Summons Shadow Demons to gnaw at the souls of your opponents and bring them to their knees with a dark psychic spell called Psychic Blast. Amplify the fear in people's hearts and sow the seeds of doubt and darkness in people's hearts. What are these people, who are not traitors to the Light? ”

Whitemayne said indignantly. She didn't drink tea, but finished her thoughts in one breath.

"That's what I used to think. But now, I understand them differently. ”

Ares said, taking a sip of his tea.

He motioned for Whitemane to sit down first.

"Whether you accept it or not, but Grand Prosecutor, I must tell you that the Light is not the only faith, it is our faith, the source of our strength. But this does not mean that everyone believes in it. Just as the Orcs believe in shamanism, the Night Elves believe in Elune, the god of the moon. Each race has its own different beliefs, and the Shadows, perhaps, are also a faith, a unique faith. It's just that many of us don't know about it. There is a short scripture in the Holy Covenant – Light comes from darkness, and light emerges from darkness. This sentence actually hides the Way of Shadows. We cannot simply equate shadow worshippers with dark depravity. Otherwise, these Shadow Priests would not have been slaying the Scourge Army and all kinds of evil spirits while wandering around the world. I believe that those who have left the Way of Light have not betrayed us and betrayed the Light, but they have found their faith. And we cannot impose the faith of others, this is the principle of the Order. ”

Sitting across from Whitemane, Ares said earnestly.

Whitemayne's eyes widened as she thought her Great Lord had recruited these people just because she couldn't figure it out for a while. But now it seems that Ares had thought about it many times before doing this. Or rather, he seems to have had an epiphany about a question that has puzzled everyone for centuries. That is, the Light is not absolute, and we have no reason to impose others believing in it. You choose it, you recognize it, but it doesn't mean that others approve of it. That's what Ares wanted to tell Whiteman.

At first glance, it may seem like this, but it is still difficult for the Grand Prosecutor to accept such a point of view at once. Whitemane kept his head down and didn't speak. She tried to find a reason to refute Ares, but she couldn't find it all at once.

"I know you can't take this idea for a while, but that's okay, you have plenty of time to think about it. I'm sure you can understand that. The Order of the Silver Hand should be an inclusive and bright organization, not only culturally, ethnically, but also faithfully. The mages believe in the arcane way, they don't use the Light, but we still recruit them into the Knights, which is a form of tolerance. Regardless of the fact that we have been prejudiced against the Shadow Priest in the past. And we've done a lot of wrong things to them. Now, it's time to make up for the mistakes you made back then. ”

Seeing that Whitemane did not speak, he looked pained. Ares continued to reassure.

"Come on, Grand Prosecutor, haven't you always wanted to know what I'm doing with these Shadow Priests? Now, I'll take you to see it. ”

Ares said, smiling as he placed a hand on Whiteman's shoulder.

Whitemane turned his head, his eyes full of curiosity.

Soon, they were in the dungeon. This is where Lordaeron's prisoners are held, and Whitemane knows about it, and here there are the Pharmacists' Guild and Laboratories, as does Whiteman. But what she didn't know was the dragon eggs......

"That's why I need the Shadow Priest."

Ares said, pointing to a Void Dragon that was eating. The Void Dragon was an adult, it was one of the first hatchling dragons, and despite being descended from the Black Dragons, they were not as large as the dragons. Adult Void Dragons are only three times the size of griffins, and they don't have the physique and strength of dragons, but they do have a unique attribute - an ethereal body.

The mysterious streamer bodies resemble giant sapphires, absorbing all the light of the physical world, making their bodies appear translucent. At the same time, their bodies contain powerful energy from the Twisted Void. This made their dragon's breath flames strange as well, and the flames that came out of their mouths and noses were not red flames, but blue-purple void flames. This flame melts armor and iron, and even the Saron Iron from the Arctic cannot withstand its heat.

Whitemane was stunned by the sight in front of her, she had no idea that her Grand Lord, the Knights' Master, would make such a risky decision.

"Is there anyone else in the Order who knows about this besides me?"

Whitemayne asked, frightened.

"Besides you, there are Drumm and Adams, yes, only the four of us know. The less people know about it, the better. Void Dragon Army...... It will be an important part of Lordaeron's army. But until it is used in real combat, it is better that no one knows about their existence. Just as the Shadow Priest cannot be understood, the Void Dragon is also a dark and dangerous species to outsiders. But they're also tragic, abandoned babies. ”

Looking at the huge Void Dragon, Ares said with emotion.

"It's crazy...... Ares...... I mean, are you sure the Shadow Priest can harness these mutant dragons? ”

After Ares finished explaining, Whitemane was still a little unacceptable. Ares made almost dangerous moves, so that these men could not keep up with his train of thought. I didn't know what strange method the Great Lord would come up with in the next moment.

"There have already been successful examples."

Ares said, pointing to another well-behaved Void Dragon not far away. It is eating and breathing obediently under the command of the Shadow Priest Rucuris. Every time Rucuris feeds it a piece of meat, it has to breathe into the skeleton shelf of the undead, and if it doesn't hit its target, it won't get food. It's not free, but it's much better than throwing them to fend for themselves in the Outlands. At least they don't need to worry about where their food comes from, and they don't need to worry about being hunted by other creatures.

Looking at the tamed Void Dragon, Whitemane was stunned......