Custom Made Demon King-Chapter 599 - : I’m Afraid of My Brother Suffering, But I’m Also Afraid of Him Being Rich

Chapter 599: I’m Afraid of My Brother Suffering, But I’m Also Afraid of Him Being Rich

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Although death magic power had contaminated it, the Sunwell was still emitting golden light. It was worthy of its name.

“Pure magic power energy in a liquid state!” Julia took out some well water and spread it on her palm. As she looked at it, she said, “It’s really rare to be able to condense it to this extent!”

“Moreover, this well happens to be built on a magic power node of this planet,” Benia said thoughtfully. “This way, not only will it restrain the volatilization of this liquid energy, but it can even provide magic power to replenish the well water over the long years, forming a self-circulating cycle. Like this, this liquid energy won’t dry up for a long time…”

This was the first time Julia and Benia had come into close contact with the Sunwell, and they were very curious. During the preparation process, they studied the Sunwell for a long time.

Arthas, riding his warhorse, said, “It’s said that the Sunwell of the high elves has existed for more than ten thousand years. For the past ten thousand years, the high elves have been absorbing magic power from this well and squandering it, but its condition is no different from the beginning…”

“What a magical creation!” Julia and Benia praised. “Such a magic power furnace can almost be regarded as perpetual. As long as the magic power of this planet doesn’t disappear, the magic power in the well water will be endless. It’s hard to imagine that this thing is only a secondary product. How magnificent was the Well of Eternity back then?”

Kel’Thuzad added, “Although I’ve never seen the Well of Eternity, there are records in Dalaran’s books that the radiance of the Well of Eternity can even cross this planet and shine brightly in the universe. The Burning Legion was attracted by the radiance of the Well of Eternity…”

“It’s impossible for the people of Azeroth alone to protect such an important treasure!” Julia shook her head. “It’s reasonable for powerful enemies to covet it.”

“Yes, it’s good that the Well of Eternity exploded!” Kel’Thuzad sighed. “If it continued to exist, I’m afraid the rule of the Highborne would have continued, and humans wouldn’t be able to live well… My two ladies, the altar is ready. We can begin the summoning ritual.”

Hearing this, Benia looked at Arthas and pointed at Frostmourne in his hand. “In order to ensure the success of the ritual, young death knight, it’s best if you stick the sword in the middle of the altar.”

Arthas nodded expressionlessly. He rode his warhorse forward and inserted Frostmourne into a spot near the Sunwell. He knew that this was using the sword to provide precise guidance coordinates.

Kel’Thuzad began the summoning ritual. Because he had experience summoning Archimonde, he opened the Book of Medivh with familiarity and chanted the incantation recorded in it repeatedly.

As he chanted, his magic power began to connect with the magic power in the Sunwell. The well water, which was originally flowing steadily, gradually began to churn. The well water contaminated by the death magic power might be highly poisonous to high elves, but it was just right for the lich.

Julia stared intently at Kel’Thuzad’s actions and observed the progress of the ritual, afraid that this lich would secretly make some small moves. Benia was the same. But while the ritual was going on, Arthas suddenly asked, “We have done as you asked. After Osiris… Lord Osiris descends, will he treat us like Archimonde?”

Benia turned around and smiled. “Don’t worry, young death knight. Archimonde regards you as ants, so he naturally disdains to care about your feelings. But Lord Osiris is different from Archimonde. The Lich King was transformed from his blood. He is his creation, so he won’t be prejudiced against you undead creatures… However, I have to remind you that Lord Osiris is on the same level as Archimonde and Kil’jaeden. Moreover, Sargeras is still around, so even if Lord Osiris wants to support you, he won’t conflict with Archimonde on the surface. Do you understand?”

“Understood!” Arthas looked at his palm and clenched his fists. “As long as he can bestow me with enough power, I’ll get the rest back myself…”

Benia nodded in satisfaction. She saw Arthas’s attitude and naturally knew that he wanted to take back his Scourge Army. And Arthas, to a large extent, now represented the will of the Lich King Ner’zhul.

Darling, it’s exactly as you said!?Benia thought.?This pawn really has the possibility of betraying Archimonde…

With a bang, the magic power of the Sunwell began to erupt as the ritual progressed. The golden light that soared into the sky was mixed with a large number of black threads. This explosive magic power rushed into the sky of Quel’Thalas and condensed.

Just like what had happened when Archimonde was summoned in Dalaran, this powerful condensed magic power rotated like a vortex and finally evolved into a huge portal…

At the same time, far away on a fragment of the planet Draenor, in the Black Temple of Outland, Roy perked up.?It’s finally here!

“Magtheridon!” he shouted.

Hearing Roy’s voice, Magtheridon, who had been waiting outside, hurried into the temple with heavy steps and greeted Roy. “Great king of the Abyss, are you calling me?”

“I’m about to go to Azeroth, so I’ll leave Outland to you!” Roy revealed a faint smile and said meaningfully, “You have to take good care of that naaru and the soulstone I left in the temple!”

“Yes, Lord Osiris!” Magtheridon revealed a cruel smile. “Don’t worry. While you’re gone, I will continue to torture that naaru!”

“Very good!” Roy nodded. “Make sure you ‘don’t’ let them escape!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge spatial portal opened above his head in the hall of the Dark Temple. Seeing this, he didn’t care if Magtheridon understood what he meant. He folded the reverse wings on his back and wrapped them around his entire body like a spindle as the spatial portal slowly sucked him in.

After he left, Magtheridon looked around in the empty hall and scratched his head in puzzlement. Then he laughed sinisterly, walked to the room behind the throne in the temple, and began to torture naaru A’dal again.

During this period of time, Magtheridon had often seen Osiris doing this, and he had even often extracted Holy Light from A’dal. Magtheridon couldn’t do this, but he still knew how to torture him. All he did was seen by the soul in the soulstone in the room.

The soul of Archangel Tyrael kept colliding against the walls of the soulstone. Tyrael didn’t know the creature called naaru, but as a Holy Light being, he had a natural sense of familiarity with her. But what was hateful was that he couldn’t help this naaru…

And he didn’t know how long this situation would last…

After seeing the portal above the Sunwell open, Kel’Thuzad shouted, “Osiris, the Lord of Death and Frost, the King of Despair! Your servant is calling for you. Pass through the space-time portal and descend upon this world!”

Buzz!?A thunderous tremor came from the spatial portal, and the rotation of the vortex began to intensify. Then a ferocious tail tip appeared from the disc-like portal. Arthas and Kel’Thuzad stared wide-eyed and unblinkingly.

After the demon tail emerged from the portal, it was Roy’s body next. Wrapped in his reverse wings, his entire body was full of deep black mist, but this mist was restrained and only clung to the surface of his body without spreading. After his entire body passed through the portal, he spread his wings, jumped down from the sky, and landed near the Sunwell.

Boom.?His height was more than three meters, and his weight was several tons. When he landed on the ground, the entire Sunwell Plateau shook. He slowly stood up, and the black mist on his body boiled like splashed ink and began to sway in the air.

When passing through the spatial portal, Roy had restrained his power in order not to interfere with the teleportation. But now that he had successfully descended upon Azeroth, he naturally had to test the repulsive effect of this world. As he began to release his power, Arthas and Kel’Thuzad felt their entire bodies turn icy-cold, and an intense suffocating feeling came. Their undead senses, which had long lost consciousness, were stimulated to reappear at this moment, crazily warning the two of them of extreme danger!

This was a feeling that neither of them had experienced when Archimonde arrived. If Archimonde’s strength made people feel a sense of unparalleled pressure, then Roy’s strength was a sense of danger that seeped into the bones!

Arthas and Kel’Thuzad were at a lower level, so they couldn’t tell who was stronger, Roy or Archimonde. But if they had to choose, they would rather face Archimonde than Roy…

Especially Kel’Thuzad. When Roy stood in front of him, the submission in the lich bloodline to frost demons made him unable to have the slightest thought of resisting…

Thus, the two of them lowered their heads and knelt on one knee in front of Roy.

“Ah…” Roy finished testing and sighed in satisfaction. Azeroth was indeed worthy of being a high-magic world. After bypassing the planet’s defense mechanism and descending into this world, the interior of this planet didn’t have the slightest repulsive feeling toward him. It even made him wonder if the world’s will didn’t exist. Roy felt as though he was back in the Abyss.

In fact, he had already expected this situation. After all, the titans had only added the invisible planetary shield to this planet’s defense mechanism later. Before the appearance of this shield, the Old Gods had already parasitized this planet. If there really was a world repulsive effect, how could the Old Gods have entered this planet so easily?

Roy looked around and saw Julia’s and Benia’s excited eyes. He also saw Arthas and Kel’Thuzad kneeling with their heads lowered. He walked forward, leaving a trail of demon footprints surrounded by black mist.

After walking in front of Arthas and Kel’Thuzad, he looked down at them and praised, “Good job, Arthas and Kel’Thuzad! Get up. You have successfully completed the mission and deserve a reward!”

“Yes, Lord Osiris!” Kel’Thuzad’s voice trembled as he looked up at Roy.

Roy didn’t waste any time. A drop of frost demon blood condensed in his palm and dripped onto Kel’Thuzad’s body. “I will bestow upon you power second only to Ner’zhul!”

As this drop of demon blood dripped onto Kel’Thuzad’s skull, the blood quickly fused into him. The next second, dazzling white frost began to appear on his body, and the soul fire in his eyes suddenly became incomparably exuberant.

Feeling the rapidly growing power of death and frost in his body, he was so touched that he was about to cry… If only he could cry…

“And you, Arthas!” Roy looked at the death knight, raised his hand, and waved gently. Frostmourne, which was inserted in the middle of the altar, let out a buzz and flew back into his palm. During this process, it expanded a lot and became an existence that could be called a giant sword to Arthas.

This size of Frostmourne was the normal form when Roy used it. Holding Frostmourne, he looked at it carefully and directly erased the authority recognition attribute of the sword through the system.

In fact, a weapon like Frostmourne was nothing to Roy now. The reason why he still kept it was merely symbolic. After removing the authority recognition, he threw Frostmourne in front of Arthas. “Now, I fulfill my promise. From now on, you can use all of Frostmourne’s power!”

“Yes, Lord Osiris!” Arthas reached out excitedly and pressed his hand on Frostmourne. As expected, he could completely control Frostmourne and control it to return to a size suitable for him. With his sword in hand, he knelt on one knee and said, “Lord Osiris, how do you need the Scourge to serve you?”

But Roy waved his hand. “There’s no need. The Scourge isn’t mine but Kil’jaeden’s pawns. You just have to obey him… Tell Ner’zhul to do what he has to do!”

Then Roy waved at Julia and Benia. Then one big and two small figures flew into the sky and flew into the distance without looking back.

Roy left so straightforwardly that it was beyond the expectations of Arthas and Kel’Thuzad. They stared dumbfounded at his departing figure. After seeing that he had disappeared, they realized that the King of Despair had really left!

“What should we do now?” Arthas asked Kel’Thuzad, confused.

The soul fire in Kel’Thuzad’s eyes flickered for a while before he said, “Let’s go. Let’s leave this place first.”

Thus, Arthas and Kel’Thuzad also retreated, leaving the Sunwell. What no one discovered was that after the summoning ritual, the magic power of the Sunwell had become even more contaminated. A pitch-black energy was wantonly devouring the magic power of the Sunwell, causing the water level, which had not decreased for ten thousand years, to begin rapidly decreasing…

Roy, Benia, and Julia were flying high in the sky of Azeroth. Benia giggled and said to Roy, “Darling, those two undead are probably confused. You bestowed them with powerful strength, but you drove them back to being Ner’zhul’s subordinates and to continue obeying his orders. No matter how you look at it, you’re encouraging them to go on the path of betrayal!”

“That’s right. Darling, aren’t you a commander of the Burning Legion now? Why are you encouraging them like that?” Julia asked in puzzlement.

Roy smiled. “As I said, the Burning Legion is Sargeras’s Burning Legion, not my Burning Legion. We’re all commanders. If the invasion led by Archimonde and Kil’jaeden goes too smoothly, what good will it do me? On the contrary, if they don’t fail, how can I show my usefulness to Sargeras?”

He concluded, “There’s a saying that I think is very suitable to describe my current situation. It’s called ‘I’m afraid of my brother suffering, but I’m also afraid of him being rich’! If I want to get my hundred trillion souls from Sargeras, I have to let him see my value. Therefore, the Burning Legion’s invasion of Azeroth can’t be too smooth, but it’s also impossible to have too many setbacks. Understand?”

“Darling, you’re so bad!” Julia and Benia giggled as they flew onto Roy’s shoulders and said coquettishly, “Take us flying for a while!”

“As you bid, my ladies!” Roy laughed loudly and flew into the distance with the two demonesses…