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Chapter 545 What? There aren't any groups of greedy adventurers here?
Chapter 545 What? There aren't any groups of greedy adventurers here?
"No, I've never seen any groups of greedy adventurers who like to take on quests from other people," a night elf arcanist replied helplessly. He had come to consult a powerful mage, but instead, the powerful mage asked him some strange questions.
"————" Rune sighed regretfully. It seemed that he would not be able to see his own kind in this universe. And this was definitely bad news.
It's important to know that these adventurers, who are controlled by higher-dimensional beings, are not affected by the six fundamental forces in World of Warcraft, and therefore often do not have the bad habits that are unique to certain professions.
For example, the Paladin's excessive kindness, and the Warlock's tendency to flee and back down.
Especially the latter. In the eyes of players, warlocks are just a leg-trouble DPS position, and they are very good at drawing aggro. For a while, the main role of warlocks was to use the portal to pull people, then use the portal to pull people together, and then leave the team on their own.
However, in the eyes of the Alliance and the Horde, warlocks are a group of bastards who have been tempted by dark knowledge, devoured by greed, and have no fighting spirit. This is not discrimination; it is indeed the case. Once a certain army has too many warlocks, then you can't expect its combat power.
Rune wanted to see them not only because these adventurers would go through fire and water for him if paid enough, but also because he wanted to see how they would react when faced with villains who were obviously familiar yet somehow off.
When did that greedy goblin become willing to spend so much money to collaborate with DC and Marvel?
Rune keenly sensed the heavy footsteps approaching from afar, and that there were quite a few of them. Rune understood what was going on and then signaled the members of the small group he had encountered to leave—except for the female paladin.
Everyone else obediently left; they had no desire to continue dealing with this powerful dark mage. Only the orc warrior glanced back at the paladin before leaving, his eyes filled with worry.
But the paladin simply smiled, indicating that everything was fine.
"Before those leaders arrive, let me introduce myself. My name is Rune, and yours is Rune?"
The female paladin hesitated for a moment before saying, "I am Lina—from Lordaeron, and formerly a member of the Knights of the Silver Hand—"
The Knights of the Silver Hand? And once upon a time? Rune raised an eyebrow. Could this be—
"You followed Uther before?" Rune chuckled softly after seeing Lina nod. This dutiful son had become a pawn of the Death Force, and he should be on his way back to Lordaeron by now.
Lina's honesty pleased him. No wonder she could sense the essence of his power. These days, no one who can enter the Silver Hand is easy to deal with, let alone a woman.
The reason he kept this woman was, of course, because Rune needed an intelligence network, an intelligence agency that could detect the signs of the Old Gods' resurgence and the Burning Legion's invasion at the first opportunity.
Rune is not lacking in power; there are very few beings in this universe qualified to be his rivals. However, delivering the unborn Titan of Azeroth is not something that can be done with power alone.
Not to mention that something terrible has already been planted in this Titan with enormous potential; those pustules from the void have become time bombs, and the other five Forces are also intertwined here, trying to make her the vanguard of her own domain.
This is a rather difficult task, but if successful, Rune will gain a powerful Titan ally and the friendship of many Azerothian races, including, naturally, the professional knowledge passed down for generations.
For example, the Draenei, these long-lived races, have conducted tens of thousands of years of research in the fields of arcane mathematics and holy light; and the night elves, for instance, have studied the life force and the mysterious Emerald Dream—
This is exactly the knowledge that Rune desperately needs.
"Very good," Rune was satisfied with Lina's identity, not only because of her abilities but also because of her profession. "The Knights of the Silver Hand have disbanded, so you must be in dire need of a job. I happen to have an offer here. Are you interested?"
Lina hesitated, and before she could answer, a knock on the door interrupted their conversation. Rune stood up and opened the door, smiling as he said, "No rush, I'll tell you the details later. Now I need to go find those big shots and talk to them about how to save the world."
Rune stood in the middle of the conference room, calmly explaining the situation everyone was facing: "Your world is being treated as a public pasture, and you are the livestock to be harvested."
He was too lazy to engage in pleasantries or probes, which made his opening remarks seem so naked and cruel.
"Mage, we seek answers, not riddles. Who are those invaders? Why are they so obsessed with war and destruction?" Thrall asked in a low voice, his voice booming, the wise Warchief's doubts urgently needing answers.
Rune looked at the orc, his gaze seemingly observing something precious. Of course it was precious; this was Go'il, son of Durotan, the rightful heir of the Frostwolf Clan, and a powerful World Shaman!
"Destruction? No! High Chieftain, you misunderstand. Destruction is merely a byproduct, not the goal. What they pursue is something more important than destruction—existence itself." Rune directly pointed out the true nature of these guys.
"The beings attacking you come from other universes, and the stories of their universes are outdated and no longer attract enough attention to sustain their massive existence."
"Just as a flame needs fuel, their immortality requires a continuous, intense narrative," such as heroic tragedies, the collapse of civilizations, and extreme love, hate, and despair to sustain them. For them, a mundane order and peace mean the dissipation of existence.
His words silenced all the leaders present. If this were true, wouldn't that mean—
"And their choice of Azeroth was no accident," Rune continued. "A world scarred yet resilient, a cradle of ancient star souls and boundless potential, a confluence of the six Forces—it's bound to produce the finest dramatic conflict."
"They will certainly start a war, yet deliberately control its pace; they create despair, yet leave behind a glimmer of hope—all to maximize narrative tension," staging a protracted epic tragedy to sustain their existence.
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"What's even more terrifying is that they have plundered the treasures of countless universes, even if they only pour a tiny fraction of them into this universe—" Rune made a gesture that would infuriate a Korean man.
"You can only fight, betray, and sacrifice according to the script they wrote—"
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