Solan Lian's face changed and changed, her chest rose and fell, and after a long time, she said slowly, "I... This is my personal behavior, and it has nothing to do with His Royal Highness Prince Kael'thas or even more with Quel'Thalas. ”

Kel'thugad didn't seem to want to entangle with Solanlian, and he nodded, "Then restrain your behavior, Arcane Guard, and send off guests." ”

With a wave of his hand, a five-meter-tall arcane guard walked up to Solan Lian's side and made a gesture of please.

A smile appeared on Solanlian's face, and then she chuckled, "It's just a hello, you don't have to be too nervous." ”

Kel'thugad roared in a low voice, "That's enough, get out of here now, I don't want to hear that." ”

Solanlian's face froze, then she turned and left the magic hall.

Kelthugad watched Solan Lian's back disappear into the mage tower, and then looked at Locke calmly, and said slowly, "I'm sorry to let you encounter this kind of thing. ”

"The High Will has told me something, and I want to talk to you about it in a special place."

Locke was slightly stunned, he saw that the magic towers around him began to recover rapidly, and the arcane energy in the floors and walls that had been destroyed just now began to slowly repair the mage tower.

Soon, the shattered hall was quickly restored to the situation in which Locke had just arrived.

It's just a miracle.

"Come with me."

Kel'thugad's voice came from the stairs, and Locke stood still for three seconds before following Kelthugad up the stairs.

………………

Dalaran, Ruin Square

About ten minutes later, Solanlian sat on the railing of the fountain in the square, looking a little embarrassed, her elven hair cluttered over her long, pointed ears. She scooped the coins from the hot spring with her hand and muttered, "Damn it, I missed this opportunity." ”

"I don't know how Kael'thas is going to scold me."

"But where is the threat of the trolls?"

"Why, Kael'thas would say that there is a secret hidden by the demigods in his body, and if the demigods really helped, the forest trolls would have broken through Silvermoon City long ago."

Solanlian sullenly picked up the coins in the pool, then tossed them into the air and fell into the pool, making a "plop" sound and splashing.

Mage's Tower.

Kel'thugad led Locke into a room, where he stretched out his pale finger and tapped it on the vase. A blue ripple appeared from the vase, and then formed a wave and spread.

The bookcases in the room began to move slowly, and then the wooden bookcases gradually parted, revealing a dark pathway. There was a damp and cold breath from the path.

Locke even smelled a faint smell of blood wafting through the air of the dark path.

Kel'thugad soon walked into the darkness, and Locke did not hesitate too long, he went down the stairs, and it was not long before he came to a cold prison.

The prison is very spacious, with hundreds of werewolves in steel cells, and the corpse of a werewolf on a dismemberment table not far away. The stench filled the prison, and Locke walked with a frown, and it wasn't long before the steel prison was followed by a cell made of arcane energy, in which a number of humans and elves were held.

I walked about fifty meters into the inside of the prison.

Kel'thugad stopped, he turned to look at Locke, then snapped his fingers, and then an invisible energy light curtain appeared in front of Locke, and then a prison appeared in front of Locke's eyes, in which a human girl with snow-white hair was imprisoned.

Locke knew the sorcerer, the woman who had designed an ambush for him in the Alterac Mountains, and she had closed her eyes and hung on the cross in a daze. The surrounding walls are also filled with all kinds of torture instruments.

"You should know her." Kel'thugad said slowly, "This noble girl has been imprisoned here for studying demonic spells. ”

Locke nodded, he felt a demonic energy here, but it wasn't intense.

But then Kel'thugad's words plunged Locke into a huge mess.

"Actually, you should know her, she is your stepmother. That's how she can know where your father is. ”

Locke staggered, gritted his teeth and looked at the girl who was locked to the cross not far away, and his heart was not at peace. Why would the Scourge use this to take advantage of him, he should have been well hidden.

He couldn't help but take a step forward, but Kel'thugad stopped Locke's advance, and with a flick of his finger, the prison door was filled with arcane energy again, making it impossible for Locke to move on.

"This little girl needs some rest." Kel'thugad said slowly, "Why don't we talk about the Desert Troll's Holy Sword?" ”

"If the Scourge can add the help of the trolls, then they will be able to break through Quel'Thalas's spell barrier."

Locke nodded in a low voice, after entering the rule of chaos, it was really an elite level inferior to a dog, and the master level ran all over the ground, which was completely different from the current situation. He also knew that the strength of Kel'thugad in front of him was only the pinnacle of the master level, but after he was resurrected with the help of the energy of the Well of the Sun, he directly broke through the legend.

But before long, even legends will survive in Azeroth.

Kel'thugad picked up a black greatsword on the table, handed it to Locke's hand, and then said calmly: "This greatsword is a standard weapon that I have carefully researched, although the grade is not high, it is only a fine grade, but the powerful attack power is enough for you to use." ”

"Your Destroyer of Worlds is too conspicuous, and what I ask you to do next may reveal your identity, so ......"

Locke gently stroked the black greatsword in his hand, the cold touch reminded Locke of his past memories, he interrupted Kel'thugad's speech, and then said slowly, "This sword...... It's called the Black Blade Heavy Sword. ”

Kel'thugad was slightly stunned, then looked at the black giant sword held in Locke's hand, and then muttered, "Blackblade heavy sword...... What a good name. ”

The temperature in the prison is cold.

From time to time, there was a werewolf wail in the damp smell of blood, and Locke closed his eyes, as if he were in the Ebon Fortress, and the cold air carried his memories of the past.

Not far away, Kel'thugad looked indifferently at Locke, who had closed his eyes.

It's as if time has stopped. (To be continued.) )