Where was Duque when the Alliance Army was in full swing?
Duque quietly went to Lordaeron and then returned to Karazhan.
At the highest level of Karazhan, which was also the most central position of this unique space.
The decorations left by the previous master, Medivh, had been replaced.
Duque sat on a throne condensed from arcane energy. The throne behind him was like the roots of a tree. Arcane energy, like electricity, connected every room in Karazhan, as if it was sucking magic from every corner of the entire Mage Tower.
Under Duque's feet was like a huge piece of transparent glass. He could see the hundreds of libraries below, which were filled with millions of magic books. Duque sitting here was more like an extension of the magic knowledge, except that he happened to be sitting on the spire that symbolized supreme knowledge.
Unlike the dominance and arrogance of other kings, Duque was filled with a kind of majesty that symbolized mysterious power.
He was motionless, like a statue. His deep gaze crossed time and space, staring at every corner of the Mage Tower.
The Einherjar guarding the entrance of the gate …
The Einherjar Attendants preparing to welcome guests in the arched hall that towered like the sky …
The Saintess of Chastity waiting for the enemy at the end of the arcade …
The curator who was vigilant in the library …
The depths of Duque's eyes were like the Well of Eternity that constantly produced magic, or like the endless sea that could condense terrifying whirlpools. The spiral-shaped magic waves made him even more mysterious.
Under the throne, several beings of different shapes and forms expressed their respect in their own ways.
Majordomo Executus, the fire demon manager from the Molten Core, put his right claw on his left chest and bowed slightly.
Opposite him, the Frost Elemental Dragon, Sapphiron, who had just been redeemed by Duque from Naxxramas, bowed its noble head.
Farrina, the black witch, who exuded a shadow aura, wore a white gauze evening dress. It seemed that she didn't want to give Duque a bad impression. This white gauze dress was quite conservative, with a high neckline, and nothing revealing on the chest or back. She stood there in the most ladylike posture.
If it was in the past, she might have had some unnecessary thoughts, but ever since she had the existence of the person standing opposite her, she didn't have any other thoughts. She couldn't think of anything.
That's right!
That person was an existence that everyone in the human kingdom knew about!
The former Archbishop of Holy Light — Alonsos Faol!
If he had a choice, Duque did not want to disturb this great saint's rest. But Duque had no choice but to do this, because he only had Shadow. Without the Holy Elemental Emissary, he would most likely be finished.
Originally, Alonsos would not be able to rest in peace. During the Scourge invasion, the plague infected the lands of Lordaeron. From Alonsus Faol's grave, a mindless zombie was born. At first, it was just an accident. Even the generals of the Scourge didn't realize that there was such a guy in the Scourge …
However, as time went by, Alonsos regained his consciousness. He hid and searched for the survivors of the Rotterdam Kingdom. Kalia Menethil, the last living member of the Rotterdam royal family, was found and protected by Faol. He also established a secret sect to observe the situation of the war in Azeroth, and even recruited members from the Forsaken.
For a long time, Kalia and Faol hid in Lordaeron. Until Willen, who was one of the three leaders of Eredar along with Kil 'jaeden and Archimonde, came to Azeroth after rejecting Sargeras' corruption.
The two leaders of the Holy Light hit it off, and they formed a secret alliance to prepare for the future war between the Light and Dark Factions.
In this life, Lordaeron was recovered, and Alonsos' grave, which Duque had been protecting, was not destroyed. Duque was able to summon Alonsos' soul.
"If there is a shadow, there must be light. Otherwise, it will only gradually sink and fall. I hope that you can continue to guide me and continue to fight for the future of Azeroth." When Duque made this request, Alonsos Faol agreed to become Duque's Holy Light Elemental Emissary without hesitation.
At this moment, looking at the Archbishop of Holy Light standing in front of her with a gentle and amiable smile, Farrina felt as if she had been scolded by a dog. She had a premonition that if she dared to mess around, she would definitely have a hard time in the future.
With a top-notch Holy Soul, Alonsos' talent was unquestionable. However, there were too many existences with Shadow Souls. Even if Alonsos couldn't be replaced, Farrina could be replaced at any time!
Farrina felt like crying.
Next to Alonsos was the Redemption Knight Thaddeus, who had reverted to the appearance of a Paladin. He no longer appeared in the form of a monster. His soul looked like that of a Paladin, but instead of bursting out with crackling lightning, he was a Natural Element Thunder Knight.
Unknowingly, Duque had gathered five Elemental Emissaries.
However, everyone knew that there was at least one more.
As a Priest, Holy and Shadow were necessary.
Similarly, as a Mage, once they had Fire and Frost, all that was left was Arcane Magic!
It was not easy to find a special soul that could contain powerful Arcane Magic and treat Arcane Magic as a life form.
For a while, Farrina sometimes thought maliciously that Rhonin's disappearance was fake, and that Duque had actually killed Rhonin and made him an Elemental Emissary.
Fortunately, the Black Witch did not dare to say this out loud. Otherwise, Duque would definitely serve her with leather whips and candles. Cough, cough, torture.
Fortunately, Duque had obtained such a powerful Arcane Magic soul almost at the beginning of Duque's rise to fame.
The door of the hall opened with a loud bang.
Under the gaze of the 12 Einherjar guards, a Soul Mage slowly walked in.
Walking on the bright red carpet, his appearance could not be considered heroic, but he had a dignified air of a scholar.
He wore a hood-like [Mind Union Headgear] and a dark blue [Edward's Will] that complemented the complex elvish style. In his left hand was a red prismatic crystal, and in his right hand was a [Nasrezm Soul Blade] that looked like a cluster of flames. On his back was a fiery red [Secret Ruby Cloak] that fluttered in the wind, and the [Ring of Grim Storm] on his finger was shining.
This gorgeous Mage equipment was comparable to that of the main force of the Alliance's Hero Squad.
In the original history, he would have been the one to shine brilliantly.
Unfortunately, in this life, he was unlucky and was killed by Sargeras.
But that was not important. After managing Karazhan for Duque for more than 20 years, he finally stepped onto the glorious stage of Azeroth.
Yes!
His name was — Khadgar!
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