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37. The ambition of the warlocks (middle)(2/2)

"Haha, let's talk about our matters later."

The mad dwarf with a pockmarked face let out a series of sharp laughter, which made other warlocks feel uncomfortable. However, Kel'Thuzad did not show any dissatisfaction. He also ignored the dispute between the two little men and turned his gaze to

The last silent undead woman.

"Ubeka, a special friend. I found her in the ruins of Lordaeron. She is a rare, naturally resurrected undead. Her will is completely free. You don't need to worry about her and the person who makes people...

I can completely guarantee that the feared Dark Blade Lord is involved. Of course, Ubeka's talent in demonic spells is even stronger than that of Kanrezad. All she needs is time."

As he spoke, the great warlock set his sights on Kanrisad:

"Then, you will be Ubeka's mentor. Councilor Kanrisade, do you have any opinions?"

"No, I would love to see our organization grow stronger."

The black-haired human warlock shrugged. This attitude satisfied Kel'Thuzad. After introducing the new members, the great warlock held the staff in both hands, and his cold eyes mixed with a trace of evil energy swept across his eyes.

After a few seconds of silence, he spoke:

"Now, let's talk about the issue you were arguing about before."
Chapter completed!
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