Chapter 1148: Wearing my old clothes

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Carlos made a game-within-a-game move and left the Heart of Y'Shaarj in Stormwind City, while he returned to Lordaeron with another sealed box.

Only three people knew the truth about the entire plan.

Carlos, Varian, Turayan.

Now that Neltharion and Arthas know the truth, who among the three leaked the secret?

The Black Dragon King couldn't help but feel happy at the thought of the possible drama of suspicion.

Because Neltharion didn't know the reason, the news was brought by Alsace.

Arthas knew the inside story, but he was a man who could keep secrets and would not tell the Black Dragon King that it was the box that leaked the secret.

Carlos had planned all of this while he was in Pandaria.

The pandaren completed the sealing of the Heart of Y'Shaarj with the help of the Four Heavenly Gods, and made two identical boxes at the request of Carlos.

In order to find out which box contained the Heart of Y'Shaarj, the Twilight Sect took the initiative to provide information to the Church of the Damned. In order to understand this information, the two factions have been fished into law enforcement too many times. More than double digits have been arrested. The high-ranking lurker was secretly captured by the Alliance Military Intelligence because of the flaw in the Heart of Y'Shaarj.

All I can say is that Carlos knows how to play.

Unfortunately, Carlos overestimated the control power of the Golden Lotus and Shado Party Pandaren.

Turalyon and Varian naturally did not leak the secret, but how dare the Alliance assume that the Pandaren would not have so many rebels who believed in the Old Gods?

The appearance of the boxes was indeed exactly the same. The skilled craftsmen of the Golden Lotus even considered the difference in weight and thickened the walls of the empty boxes. However, they could not withstand the sweat-stained paw prints left on a certain box by the great Pandaren craftsman when it was delivered to the Alliance.

Arthas didn't know how many Chosen Elune had left, but since Luna told him that the box in Alterac was fake, then the one in Stormwind Cathedral was naturally the real one.

Therefore, the only difficulty in the entire operation is to prevent Turayan from jumping over the wall and directly destroying the Heart of Y'Shaarj.

To do this, Arthas must request Neltharion's technical support.

"Mind magic, in my opinion, this formulation is neither rigorous nor reasonable. There are many magics that affect the mind. I am not good at mind control spells, because I think spiritual freedom is the key to every life. Basic rights should be respected."

Walking in the church area, the middle-aged nobles in rich clothes and the blond monks in simple monk robes seemed to be discussing philosophical topics. This natural academic atmosphere made other worshipers who passed by them subconsciously pay attention after friendly smiles. I don't think they should be disturbed.

"Hearing this from you is really unconvincing."

Arthas lamented that Neltharion's ability was so useful. Today was the Great Sunday of the Stormwind Cathedral. Citizens who did not need to work could enter the cathedral for free to listen to the bishop's sermon.

And among so many people, not one of them had any doubts about his appearance.

The Black Dragon King is not good at mental control, how humble he is.

"It's true. I didn't manipulate other people's minds, I just gave them a little hint."

"Psychic suggestion? Isn't that a hypnotic technique?"

"No, no, no, it's not what you think. It's a hint, not a spiritual hint."

Arthas disapproved of Neltharion's showdown, but there was still a while before the action started, and he really wanted to hear what the Black Dragon King would say, so he compromised.

"What's the difference."

Feeling comfortable, Arthas answered. Neltharion felt comfortable all over, and he could hardly hold back his lips.

"Mental suggestion, whether it is pure words or supplementary other means, distorts the spiritual world of the receptor, and it is easy for bystanders to detect abnormalities. To give an inappropriate example, I hypnotized you and told you that there is a kind of fruit that grows It smells like apples and tastes like apples, but it is a peach, so you will naturally recognize all apples as peaches.”

"Are you trying to say that this cognitive bias is a huge flaw?"

"No, I want to tell you that spiritual spells are essentially a kind of deletion. No matter you use the power of shadow or holy light or arcane spells, the recipients of the spells are others, and my suggestion, the recipients of the spells The receptors are myself and you who have accepted my suggestion spell."

"Can you be more straightforward? During the days when I was the Lich King, I was too focused on the soul realm and space magic, and my research on the mind was a bit superficial and crude."

Neltharion's mouth couldn't hold back at all.

"You can think of it as an enchantment effect. General mental control uses the power of spells to directly modify the subject's cognition, forcing or even enslaving the subject to submit to external forces. Typically, you don't want me to feel that I feel. , is a violent deconstruction of the relationship between the spirit and the body.”

Arthas didn't speak, and just used his eyes to signal Neltharion to continue, indicating that he was listening, but don't worry if you don't understand.

"My spell actually changed myself, or the personal information I leaked. Whatever you think I am, I am. I did not interfere with your spirit. The judgment you made was based on your memory. , your common sense, your life experience, your world view and values. And I am just echoing it."

"Isn't this misleading?"

Arthas frowned.

"Misleading, I did something to you, but I didn't do anything. It was you who misunderstood."

Neltharion pretended, and the whole dragon felt comfortable.

But you used a spell, even though the target of the spell was yourself...

Arthas stopped answering. Neltharion would be needed for a while. Questioning the Black Dragon King's dirty spells at this time would cause unnecessary disputes and was meaningless.

After all, the foundation of trust between the two is actually very fragile, and rhetoric is meaningless.

The two of them walked along the canal, stopping and walking, not caring even if the cathedral bell rang and the sermon had begun.

It wasn't until a group of Stormwind soldiers used speedboats to take the canal waterway from the old city barracks to the port dock that Arthas said to Neltharion.

"It's starting over in Night Town."

Although he has taken off the Crown of Dominance, Arthas still holds Frostmourne, and it is easy to control a small group of undead to cause trouble.

"Then we can go to the sermon now. The Holy Light has its merits."

Neltharion nodded to Arthas, and first turned around and walked towards the cathedral.

As the Black Dragon King took out a pocket watch and opened and closed the watch cover, the exquisite magic device sent out a signal. The Black Dragon Legion lurkers would launch an attack on the Stormwind Tunnel after the first batch of Stormwind City soldiers left the city.

Both attacks were destined to fail. The contrast in power was too disparate and there was no possibility of success. The only purpose was to create enough chaos.

Only by focusing the attention of the clergy on controlling the order of the scene can the Black Dragon King's hints be most effective.

For this reason, Arthas did not hesitate to drink himself a full stomach of highly concentrated holy water.

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