Custom Made Demon King-Chapter 584 - : Holy Light Cannot Save Everything
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Chapter 584: Holy Light Cannot Save Everything
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Although Nerâzhul obtained unparalleled mental power with the help of the Helm of Domination, allowing him to control the massive undead army and spread his will out, he couldnât move himself. Kilâjaeden had imbued powerful magic on the ten-thousand-year-old piece of ice he collected from Northrend. Although this piece of ice was called the Frozen Throne, it was actually Nerâzhulâs cage.
Therefore, after calculating in his heart for a long time, Nerâzhul found Tichondrius and Malâganis.
Nerâzhul knew very well these dreadlords were the prison guards that Kilâjaeden had sent, but he had no choice. Most of his subordinates were brainless undead, so he could only find the dreadlords to cooperate with his plan.
Tichondrius and the others were very dissatisfied with being summoned by Nerâzhul, especially Tichondrius. He was the leader of nathrezim, but he was now sent by Kilâjaeden to be a prison guard, so he had always been resentful. But Nerâzhul ignored the arrogant and dissatisfied attitudes of Tichondrius and the others and told them bluntly that as the number of undead in the Scourge continued to increase, he couldnât command them alone, so he needed to find a deputy and a commander for the army.
He needed a powerful death knight and an equally powerful lich.
Although the dreadlords were very unhappy with Nerâzhul ordering them to work, they couldnât refute Nerâzhulâs reason. If millions of undead had to rely on Nerâzhul, who was far away in Northrend, to command, it would be too inflexible, and it was very likely that the Scourge Army that had been painstakingly accumulated would be defeated by Azeroth.
Therefore, even though they were extremely unwilling, the dreadlords still planned to cooperate with Nerâzhul and took away the runeblade Frostmourne.
In Nerâzhulâs words, Frostmourne was bait, and he needed it to complete the final fall of Prince Arthas. As long as he held this runeblade, Arthas would become the strongest death knight.
But what Nerâzhul said was actually half true and half false. The true thing was that he really needed Frostmourne to lure Arthas to fall, and the false thing was that he actually wanted Frostmourne to leave his sight!
It couldnât be helped. Every time he held this runeblade, Nerâzhul would think of Demon King Osiris of the Abyss, whom he had encountered on Argus. He was one of the three giants of the Burning Legion and a commander even stronger than Kilâjaeden and Archimonde. And this runebade was Osirisâs sword. With this sword by his side, Nerâzhul always felt that Osiris was monitoring himâŠ
In fact, when he held this sword, he felt as though his soul was being watchedâŠ
In order to successfully realize his plan and obtain a new body to escape Kilâjaedenâs control, Nerâzhul took into account all the unstable factorsâŠ
But what Nerâzhul didnât know was that after Tichondrius and the other dreadlords left and appeared outside Northrend, they stopped.
Tichondrius held the hilt of Frostmourne with both hands, raised the sword upright, and infused his mental power into it.
At the same time, Roy, who was far away in Outland, suddenly felt that someone was calling him with mental power. After thinking about it, he immediately knew what was going on, so he released his mental power field and connected with this call.
âWho is calling my name?â
âLord Osiris, I am the dreadlord Tichondrius!â Tichondrius replied.
Roy wasnât surprised and asked with interest, âOh, it seems like Frostmourne is in your hands now?â
âYesâŠâ Tichondrius replied. Then he reported everything that Nerâzhul planned to do to Roy in detail. Finally, he asked, âLord Osiris, I keep feeling that this damn orc seems to be plotting something. Please tell us what we should do.â
Roy didnât answer him immediately. Instead, he thought for a while before saying meaningfully, âTichondrius, instead of asking Kilâjaeden about this, you came to ask me?â
âLord Osiris, after all, Iâm holding your sword now⊠You are the one who I can contact the fastest!â Tichondrius replied flawlessly.
â Roy tapped his fingers on the armrest of his chair. After a long time, he said, âDonât do anything unnecessary. Cooperate with Nerâzhul!â âYes, I will obey your will!â Tichondrius replied respectfully.
Just as the connection was about to end, Roy suddenly said, âWell done,
Tichondrius. When I return to the Shadowlands, I will report your meritsâŠâ
This one sentence immediately made Tichondrius feel relieved. He had deliberately contacted Roy through Frostmourne to confirm this matter. Now that he heard Roy mention the Shadowlands personally, he immediately understood that Osiris was one of them.
After disconnecting the mental connection and putting away Frostmourne, Tichondrius revealed a devious smile and nodded at the other dreadlords. This expression that could only be understood but not spoken of was immediately felt by Malâganis and the others, and they also showed the same smile.
âLetâs go back to Northrend and find somewhere to place Frostmourne!â Tichondrius said. âThe rest of you, hide among the humans and spread the news that Northrend has a powerful runeblade. Tell those greedy people that obtaining this runeblade will allow them to attain incomparably mighty strength!â
âUnderstood. But in the end, the only one who can find this sword and pull it out is that Prince Arthas, right?â Malâganis said, immediately causing the dreadlords to laugh wildly.
The dreadlords separated and went to carry out their own tasks. This was why Nerâzhul needed their help. Only dreadlords could hide among humans and spread the news. The undead under his command couldnât do this.
In Outland, Roy sat on his throne in silence for a long time after ending the connection. đ»đ»đŠđđđđ«đ·đđđŠđ”.đŹđ°đ
This exchange with Tichondrius just now confirmed one thing for Royâhe indeed had some connection with the Shadowlands. Perhaps he was a collaborator of Sire Denathrius, so this group of spying dreadlords obeyed him to a certain extent. This also explained why they were excited when they saw him appear.
But perhaps because he had disappeared for a long time, they couldnât confirm his situation, so they had probed carefully and contacted him like this.
Tsk, theyre actually a little responsible. Roy patted his leg with a headache. The troublesome thing now was that these events would only happen in the future. At this stage, he wasnât too clear about the true situation between him and the Shadowlands. So when he spoke to Tichondrius and the others, he could only express himself vaguely, afraid that he would make too many mistakes.
Forget it. IfIâm not wrong, these things will happen in the future. Iâll just take it one step at a time! Roy could only think this way in the end.
As for Frostmourne, he didnât intend to interfere. Arthas, this filial son, was too famous. Moreover, his appearance would undoubtedly promote the Burning Legionâs invasion of Azeroth again. Interfering with the birth of the Lich King Arthas wouldnât benefit Roy at all.
Everything was as Roy had expected. After the dreadlords placed Frostmourne in Northrend and snuck into Lordaeron to spread the plague, the Undead Scourge began to erupt.
The dead corpses stood up again and then began to devour the living. This was not only due to the contributions of the dreadlords but also thanks to KelâThuzad, the first one to answer the Lich King Nerâzhulâs mental summons. KelâThuzad, one of the members of the Kirin Tor Council of Six, had always been obsessed with the research of spiritual magic and necromancy.
Although necromancy had always existed in the world of Azeroth, the mainstream values of human society naturally rejected it. And after being warned by Archmage Antonidas, KelâThuzad, although he had promised not to continue studying necromancy, he had already thought that he no longer had anything in common with the Kirin Tor.
Under these circumstances, KelâThuzad felt Nerâzhulâs mental summons, so he immediately went to Northrend and prostrated before Nerâzhulâs Frozen Throne.
And he was the majordomo of the Lich King chosen by NerâzhulâŠ
After offering his loyalty and soul to Nerâzhul, KelâThuzad was sent back by
Nerâzhul and allowed to return to Dalaran. He established the Cult of the Damned, secretly developed believers, and assisted the dreadlords in spreading the plague in Lordaeron.
The constantly appearing undead in Lordaeron and the believers of the Cult of the Damned attracted the attention of the kingdom. After realizing that these undead and the plague were shaking the foundation of the kingdom, Prince Arthas Menethil was burning with anxiety. He brought his childhood sweetheart, Jaina Proudmoore, and set off overnight to investigate the severely affected areas.
Coincidentally, when KelâThuzad was experimenting with a new plague variant with the Cult of the Damned, Arthas bumped into him, so Nerâzhulâs future death knight killed his majordomoâŠ
After the death of KelâThuzad, the plague still couldnât be contained. This made Arthas realize that this was probably not only the Cult of the Damnedâs conspiracy, but there was an even stronger mastermind behind the scenes. Moreover, after studying the plague, Arthas and Jaina discovered something even more astonishing. The plague could not be treated with medicine, and holy magic had little effect on it. It spread so quickly that it wouldnât take long for the living to become undead after being infected.
This shocking fact made Arthasâs originally firm faith in the Holy Light waver for the first time.
His faith in the Holy Light came from his teacher, Uther the Lightbringer. But being helpless in the face of the plague, Arthas really wanted to ask his teacher: Isnât the Holy Light omnipotent? Isnât it said that as long as thereâs faith, everything can be overcome? Then, why canât the Holy Light defeat the plague?
In fact, the firmer the faith, the faster it would collapse when it wavered.. Under the cooperation of the Lich King Nerâzhul and the dreadlords, who were the best at manipulating peopleâs hearts, Arthas was walking step by step toward the abyssâŠ