"Your Highness......"

I don't know how many High Elves stayed where they were. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although most of them did not approve of Kael'thais's actions, they could not resist and could only follow Kael'thas as they continued to advance. But no matter how you say it, Kael'thas is their prince, and even if Kael'thas makes a big mistake, it's their own business. No amount of favor Duten had for Quel'Thalas and for the High Elves would not justify him killing their prince.

Many of the High Elves clenched their weapons, they didn't want to fight their benefactors, but after all, it was their own prince, so they had to do it......

At this moment, a purple light suddenly flickered around Du Teng, and then a figure that was very familiar to all High Elves appeared in midair.

"Archmage of Romans!"

Quite a few people let out a low voice.

Romans was suspended in mid-air, looking down at the battlefield below, and then at Du Teng, who had already undergone some inexplicable changes beside him, and then cleared his throat.

"Men of Quel'Thalas, I am Romans, and you must know me, so I won't introduce myself too much. His Royal Highness Prince Lim was invited by me, Kael'thas, and he is not worthy to be Prince of Quel'Salas. You must be very reluctant to believe me when I say this, but everything I say is true! ”

Next, Romans talks about everything that happened to them on the western continent to the public. Including the fact that he had obtained two bottles of water from the Well of Eternity II, but was taken away by Kael'thas and that Kael'thas had killed his father and imprisoned all those who opposed him, as long as he knew about it, he said it all without discount.

Many ordinary High Elves don't know these things, and Kael'thas is so quick that Romans was defeated before he could even make the news of the Spring of the Well of Eternity public, and then had to flee to other lands. Now, Kael'thas is nowhere to be found, but no matter what, he finally has a chance to tell it all.

The High Elves below were dumbfounded, they had never heard of these things at all, and they were completely unaware of them in the last second. Now that Romans had laid everything out in front of them, they were shocked to realize that Kael'thas had become so twisted before they knew it.

The spring water of the Well of Eternity can completely repair the Well of the Sun, and even make the Well of the Sun stronger. But instead of doing so, he used another method to trick the people of Quel'Thalas into finding other sources of power. Why not just use the spring water from the Well of Eternity? What exactly is his purpose, and why is he deceiving people?

This is a question that only Kael'thas can answer.

And then there was the death of King Anastarian, they didn't know about it at all, they even thought that the king was still alive, and what Prince Kael'thas was going to do was itself approved by His Majesty Anastarian. But now it seems that if what Romans said is true, then Kael'thas obviously has a lot of ulterior motives, otherwise why would he kill his own father and lie that these are the results of their discussions?

Everything Romans said hit the High Elves below, no, I forgot, they are now called Blood Elves. Every word of Romans slammed into the hearts of those blood elves, and they slowly lowered their weapons and slowly released their hands.

As for the credibility of Romans's words, there is no doubt at all. Roman is one of the oldest people in Quel'Thallas today, and he hasn't betrayed Quel'Thalas for so many years, so why lie now? And whoever is lying, just go back to Quel'Thalas, and all the truth will be revealed, and there is no point in lying now.

And Kael'thas has been a little too weird lately, and if you combine it with what Romans said, then all of this can be explained.

On one side is the eldest archmage who is absolutely loyal to Quel'Thalas, and on the other side is the prince who behaves strangely and flawedly, and who to believe, these blood elves have a choice.

Syllable!

When the first blood elf threw the weapon in his hand to the ground, it was like turning on a switch, and the other elves threw away the weapons in their hands one after another, and soon, in just half a minute, tens of thousands of blood elves completely gave up resistance.

The coalition forces successfully collected all the abandoned weapons, and then tens of thousands of blood elves gathered in the col on the other side. The human and dwarven coalition has limited care for them, after all, the High Elves are still their allies, and there was no way to fight before, but now that the other party has surrendered, they just need to ensure that there is no chaos.

On the other side, Romans and Duten fell to the ground.

"Your Highness, Kael'thas ......"

Romans asked, a little nervously.

Kael'thas can't die, at least not now, although he has done heinous things, but after all, he is a prince, and to execute him, it takes the vote of all the people. On the contrary, if Duten killed Kael'thas, then there is no possibility of an alliance between Quel'Thalas and Gilneth, and in any case, when Kael'thas is still a prince, he must not be killed by outsiders, otherwise it will be the greatest insult to Quel'Thalas.

"Don't worry, he's alive and well."

Du Teng chuckled and nodded towards the purple figure in the distance.

The man who was wrapped in purple energy and couldn't see his face at all to outsiders slowly looked up at the sky after receiving Du Teng's signal.

In the sky, a huge whirlpool quickly emerged, and in the whirlpool, Kael'thas and the spirits in the temple and his were all released, supported by a strange force, and slowly fell from the sky. It's just that their expressions are stiff, their eyes are very dull, and they are motionless in place, like wooden stakes.

"It's ......"

"Hehe, it's just a small trick, they should still be in their sleep right now. Rest assured, they won't wake up without the help of my companion, you can bring them back to Silvermoon City, and when everything is ready, I will help you and make them tell the truth. ”

"That's good."

As long as Kael'thas is not dead, Romans is relieved. As for Duten being able to help him get Kael'thas to tell the truth in front of all his people, it would be even better. What Kelseth has done, he has long been disqualified to continue to be the prince, all he has been worried about is how to make all this public, if you can guarantee that Kelseth will tell the truth, you will have no problem.

Romans commanded several elves to come over and take Kael'thas and the others away.

Du Teng, on the other hand, walked to the side of the purple figure, stretched out his hand and put it on the other party's shoulder, and then disappeared from the spot.

When he reappeared, he and the purple figure were in a dimly lit space hidden underground in his residence in Gilneth City. No one but him knew about the existence of this secret room, so he could rest assured that no one else would hear his secret.

"Alright, now you can talk as you like."

Du Teng let go of his hand, walked to the side of the wine cabinet, poured two glasses of red wine, and said casually.

"If it weren't for the fear that it would affect your plans, I would have lifted the mustache a long time ago."

The purple figure said with a grin, and the purple armor on his body slowly dissipated, revealing the face that was exactly the same as Du Teng's inside.

"The deity assigned us to various worlds so that we could collect as much divine power as possible and at the same time attract the attention of the divine envoys. What are you doing here now, you should have a world you need to raid on. ”

Du Teng said, and handed it to himself on the other side.

"Of course I do."

Du Teng No. 3 shrugged, "It's just that the deity assigned me to the world of the love apartment, you know that world, there is no thing, except for a few female stars, I really don't know what to do......"

"Female celebrities are not good? Did you sleep all? ”

Du Teng asked impatiently.

"Nonsense, what would you do if it were you?"

Du Teng No. 3 gave him a dissatisfied look.

"And then?"

Du Teng asked curiously.

Duten III shook his head.

"That kind of world is too boring, I can't help it, it took three months to transform that boring world, and after getting some divine power, I took the initiative to leave that world, and then, in another world, I found something interesting. I think this thing might be of some use to the deity.

As for the oracle, don't waste your efforts, you can't fool me, I can be said to be the farthest away from the deity, I can feel the movement of the oracle, will you not feel it? This mad dog was really unusual, he was not confused, and went directly to the deity. I see that this battle is inevitable, and we had better stay away. Once the deity is really finished, we can still help the deity resurrect, otherwise if we get too close, when the mad dog turns around, I'm afraid it will be able to swallow us all directly, for the sake of our own life, do you think my choice is right or not? ”

Du Teng No. 3 crossed Erlang's legs and said with a casual expression.

Du Teng, or Du Teng No. 2, after a moment of silence, finally smiled helplessly.

"I thought that if I started fooling around from now on, I would attract the attention of the oracle, but now that you say this, hehe, I don't have confidence anymore......"

"So, instead of wasting time and feelings, it's better to learn more, come, my memories are shared with you, and you can take a closer look for yourself. Maybe you've seen it, and you can learn it without me teaching you? ”

Du Teng No. 3 looked like he was frowning, which made Du Teng a little curious, he grew his eyes, looked directly into the other party's eyes, and then unreservedly and defenselessly, let the other party pull him into the space of thinking.

……

Mao Spiritual Academy is the only comprehensive academy in the Corpse Soul Realm. This place is responsible for teaching various techniques for becoming a god of death, and eighty percent of each graduating class will join the thirteen teams of the court guard, becoming one of the most important forces in protecting the corpse soul world.

Du Teng was standing outside the gate of the Mao Spiritual Academy at this time, looking at the crowd shuttling back and forth, a slight smile appeared on his face, and then he stepped into it.

Today is true love, and it is no wonder that the annual enrollment day of the Soul Academy, the four major blocks of Soul Street, a total of three hundred and twenty districts, countless souls are eligible to apply. Of course, in the end, who will not accept it, that is the final word of the school. Generally speaking, the souls with talent and strong spiritual power are naturally the first choice for admission, while the ones with weak souls and insufficient spiritual energy are also immature and eventually eliminated.

Duten already knew this. The reason why he is standing here today is to join the Mao Spiritual Academy, which is to have confidence in his body.

After all, he had been here for two months, and in the past two months, he didn't know how many "strong people" he had challenged, learned some methods of condensing spiritual power from them, and then used his free time to cultivate.

Although it is a split soul, it is an acquired god body, and it is an existence that can be compared with the innate main god, and the cultivation of only spiritual power is really difficult for him. Almost at the same time as his mind was together, his body was full of spiritual power. So talent or something, it's not a problem for him at all. He was confident enough to join the Mao Spiritual Academy.

I followed the crowd inside, and soon came to the place where I was happy to check. After checking his information, Mu Chen stepped into the academy.

The school is crowded with people, I don't know how many people want to become the god of death, they work hard to practice, I don't know how long it has been waiting for this day, maybe a year, maybe ten years, but the reality is cruel, the vast majority of people here will not be admitted, their talent is still too poor after all, even if they become the god of death, there is not much prospect, and it will be a waste of resources.

But Du Teng is different, his body makes him not afraid of any exams at all.

After entering the school, the first exam is a test of spiritual power, no need to do any attack, only need to condense spiritual power in the palm of your hand, and finally condense the spiritual power autumn size, color and stability, are all standards to measure the strength and talent of candidates.

There is a very good talent among the candidates in the team with Du Teng, although he has not gone through systematic cultivation, but his body is full of spiritual power, the examiner explained it a little, and he quickly mastered the method, creating a fist-sized spiritual power ball, pure white, floating in mid-air, dancing slightly with his gestures.

The other candidates were stunned, only Du Teng pursed his lips disdainfully.

When it was his turn, he looked at the other candidates, then at the pretending to be a coercive, and then at his own examiner.

"Stand back, I'm afraid I'll hurt you......"

Having said that, the examiner didn't retreat, and Du Teng didn't bother to say a second sentence, he just mobilized about half of his spiritual power, and then suddenly raised his hand according to the method taught by the examiner on the spot......

Airplanes!

In the shocked eyes of everyone, a huge spiritual power ball with a height of three hundred meters was quietly suspended in mid-air.