Kanrethad Ebonlocke, a nobleman of the Stormwind Kingdom, a collateral bloodline of the Ebonlocke family, a distant nephew of Duke Elro Ebonlocke, and a cousin of Altaea Ebonlocke.
From a young age, he was discovered to have some talent in the arcane arts, but not much.
He once thought he could reach the pinnacle of life through cultivation of the arcane, and gain the glory of starting a new family tree.
Unfortunately, the ideal was grand, but reality was harsh. Kanrethad was stuck at the rank of mid-level mage for many years without making any progress.
But when heaven closes all doors, it opens a window. After the defeat of the Orcs, magical tomes obtained from Orc warlocks began to circulate on the black market, giving Kanrethad new hope.
So he gave up his research into the arcane and became a warlock, quickly breaking through to the high-level rank.
At this time, Kanrethad, wearing a purple magic robe and a hood, walked in the shadows, and soon he entered the center of power in Minas Tirith, Prince Galen's palace.
To be honest, for the past eight years, he has always felt a sense of unreality.
Originally, he was practicing in the depths of Duskwood Forest. This place was originally called Sunlight Forest, but shortly after the opening of the Dark Portal, a magical explosion occurred in the southeast direction of the forest, completely changing the environment of Sunlight Forest.
The weather there was affected by magic, and it was foggy every day, appearing gloomy and terrifying. The gusts of wind blowing from the east were full of the same turbid smell as the air in Deadwind Pass.
The power of warlocks was too evil, so Kanrethad could only secretly study in his ancestral manor. Later, one day, a mysterious man claiming to be an envoy of the Crusade invited him to join the Crusade and serve the Highlord.
Kanrethad flatly refused.
I, Kan, am a free spirit who loves freedom all my life. How can I bow down to serve the powerful?
Serving the great nobles is impossible!
As a result, on the night after the mysterious man left, three golden dragons descended from the sky. The three dragons were larger than his manor combined. Their golden breath turned his family's mill into ashes.
Then he was pressed to the ground and asked again: "Are you willing to join the Crusade and serve Highlord Galen!"
Alas.
Kanrethad thought, if the first wave of people to persuade him had been dragons, he would have agreed on the spot!
Why ask such an important question when I was so scared that I wet my pants?
Now that he has become a follower of the Highlord, it seems that there is nothing different from before?
There was no mind control that Kanrethad had imagined, nor did any poison control his life and death. The only change was his heartfelt loyalty to Highlord Galen.
However, for the past eight years, he has never been able to see the object of his allegiance. Fortunately, every once in a while, an Orc would guide him in the way of the warlock through remote contact. Now he is at the peak of the ninth rank.
Galen met Kanrethad Ebonlocke. This great warlock, who would be famous in later generations, was only a high-level warlock, barely strong enough.
Galen remembered that Kanrethad formed the Council of Dark Harvest after Illidan's defeat in Outland to study Illidan's fel magic.
Later, Kanrethad not only researched how to draw power from demons, but also realized the warlock's demon transformation, which can be called a warlock genius.
"Kanrethad Ebonlocke at your service!"
Kanrethad bowed to Galen in the manner of a subordinate.
"Not bad, a talent."
Galen was not stingy with his praise, but the main reason was that he was considered a model of Azeroth's native warlocks in the original timeline.
Warlocks use the power of demons, which easily corrupts their minds, which leads to their chaotic behavior. This is also the reason why warlocks are not welcome in orthodox society.
And Kanrethad is one of the few warlocks who adheres to neutrality, including the Council of Dark Harvest he formed.
"Kanrethad, my task for you is to gather a group of like-minded warlocks to form the Council of Dark Harvest, to manage and restrain the warlocks from doing evil in the human world. How is your progress?"
"Reporting to the Highlord, the core members of the Council of Dark Harvest currently include me, as well as Zenin Smithers of the Kingdom of Gilneas, and Jubeka Shadowbreaker of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, these two humans."
"In addition to the three of us humans, there are also the High Elf Synfell of Quel'Thalas, the Gnome Zelfrax of Gnomeregan, Wilfred Fizzlebang, and Plugger Spazzring."
Kanrethad's mouth turned up slightly when he said this, as if he had remembered something pleasant.
When he was looking for these like-minded people who were secretly studying warlock tomes in the underground world, he continued the Crusade's consistent policy of courtesy before force.
First, he sincerely invited them to join the Crusade. If they refused on the spot, it was not a big problem. In the evening, Kanrethad would invite a great god to visit the invitees again.
It just so happened that Kanrethad was a key talent cultivated by Galen, and the top combat power within the Crusade would help him out whenever they had time.
Which of the current members of the council has not been rubbed on the ground by the three Golden Holy Dragons, the former Guardian of Tirisfal Aegwynn, Archmage Gandalf, and Thranduil?
Galen recalled for a moment, unexpectedly, this Kanrethad had something. The core members of the Council of Dark Harvest in his memory were almost all found by him, except for an Orc warlock named Rhetson.
And… …
Kanrethad actually dared to recruit the two silly gnomes Zelfrax and Wilfred Fizzlebang into the council together… …
How brave is he!
Fortunately, Kanrethad devoted himself to the Crusade and Galen's command, even after death, he could snatch people from the hands of the God of Death.
"Very good, I am very satisfied with your ability, but I don't know how strong your members are?"
"Uh… … Reporting to the Highlord, only I am currently the strongest, but I am only at the ninth rank. Most of the other members are at the eighth rank, but none are below the seventh rank!"
Having stayed in the Crusade for a long time, Kanrethad also knew that the Highlord had many masters under his command, and the Council of Dark Harvest's little combat power was really not enough for the Highlord to send a dragon to destroy.
There was no way, the profession of warlock appeared too late. At most, Azeroth has only had records of warlocks for fifteen years. It first appeared after the Orcs crossed the Dark Portal and invaded Azeroth. Later, the demise of the Old Horde promoted the rise of this dark profession in the Eastern Continent.
This human race inherited the arcane path of the High Elves, and independently developed Dalaran for thousands of years. Currently, the warlocks of Azeroth are still too weak.
However, Galen was still very satisfied. It was still fifteen years after the Dark Portal. These people were not the kings who would call the wind and rain in the dark world decades later.
Galen has always firmly believed that what he cultivates is the best.
"Kanrethad, the strength of its members is indeed the standard for measuring the strength of an organization, but for me, potential is what I value more."
When I, Galen, recruit subordinates, I never look at how strong they are, because they can't possibly be stronger than me.
"As you also know, the Crusade currently doesn't lack top-tier combat power, so I can give you enough time to grow." Galen took a deep look at Kanrethad , hoping he could understand his meaning.
"I understand, Great Lord, the Dark Council will definitely not let you down!" Kanrethad nodded thoughtfully. Although the process of joining the Crusade was a bit bumpy, at least the future is bright.
"Gather your companions and have them assemble at Grim Batol Fortress east of the Wetlands. The Crusade will help you summon demons, enslave demons, and increase your strength!"
Hearing Galen's words, Kanrethad suddenly raised his head, his face full of surprise.
"Thank you, Great Lord, I will go and gather the manpower immediately!"
The human warlock excitedly left Minas Tirith and began to gather his companions scattered across the Eastern Continent.
Galen, on the other hand, fell into thought in the hall.
Grim Batol Fortress has been vacant ever since the few Wildhammer dwarf clans on the Northeron Highlands reclaimed it with the help of the Crusade.
This is because the city was cursed and polluted by dark magic by the Black Iron Witch Queen hundreds of years ago. Secondly, the Wildhammers have fallen in love with the Hinterlands Forest and the Northeron Highlands, and they will not consider other places until the population is overcrowded.
Therefore, apart from a small guard guarding the gate of the fortress, the Wildhammer dwarves have no intention of moving back in.
After Galen discussed with the Wildhammer elders, he obtained the right to use part of this nightmare-filled fortress.
At this time, in the deepest part of Grim Batol, the cage that originally bound the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza has been completely cleared and turned into a huge underground hall.
Galen, along with Garona and her Hidden Blade unit, had been waiting here for a long time.
During the eight years of Galen's disappearance, the various organizations under the Crusade did not stop operating because Galen was not around. Just like the Dark Council, the Hidden Blade unit also became stronger and stronger under Garona's management.
Currently, the highest leader of the Hidden Blade is the legendary assassin Garona, followed by five core elders.
The first is Edwin VanCleef. When the orcs broke through Stormwind City, he brought his daughter and a group of Stonemasons Guild members to the north, and was eventually discovered by Galen and became his vassal. First, he led the Stonemasons to expand Stromgarde, and later participated in the excavation of underground tunnels. Finally, after several major projects, he was awarded the title of Baron of Stromgarde.
In order to go further and give his daughter a better life, he chose to join the Dark Department and become a scout for the Crusade. Later, because of his powerful abilities, Garona dug him into the Hidden Blade unit.
The second was Teseth, recommended by the Bloodsail Fleet leader, Siren Zola. This sea rogue has a brilliant record in the Bloodsail Fleet, rising from a sailor to the position of Fleet Admiral.
The several organizations within the Crusade cooperate closely. In order to obtain more intelligence support, the Bloodsail Fleet chose to recommend this strong man to the Dark Department, and was eventually intercepted by Garona to become a Hidden Blade Elder.
The third is a high elf. She wears blood-red leather armor, and her pair of sexy white legs are particularly eye-catching. Galen's eyes have already scanned her several times without leaving a trace.
It is said that she is a gladiator in an arena. A scout from the Dark Department discovered that her name was exactly the same as a talent on the prince's list. Garona personally went to the Gurubashi Arena in Stranglethorn Vale and pulled this high elf named Valeera Sanguinar into the Hidden Blade unit.
The fourth is an elderly human, the former Karazhan butler Moroes!
He was killed by Lothar in front of the Karazhan gate, and his soul was automatically collected by the Origin Heart. Later, Medivh and Aegwynn joined forces to resurrect him.
Now, Old Moroes serves his mistress Garona and has become the fourth elder of the Hidden Blade, managing the logistics of all Hidden Blade members.
The fifth elder is Akama, who is far away in Draenor and is responsible for the intelligence system of the entire planet.
Without waiting too long, footsteps came from a distance, and the five shadow walkers behind Galen entered stealth mode at the same time.
Then, Kanrethad led three tall and three short figures into the underground hall.
Well, four tall and three short seven warlocks in cloaks, quite a parallelism.
When entering the hall, Kanrethad was stunned. There was only Great Lord Galen alone in the hall, but he felt an unusual feeling, as if he had been locked on.
"Oh! Is he the master you speak of? Kanrethad , I don't know how powerful he is, but he must be very arrogant to dare to face eight evil warlocks alone!"
A female member of the Dark Council's group of eight said jokingly, her tone full of disapproval.
"Show some respect, Sin'dorei!" Kanrethad angrily interrupted the female warlock with pointed ears exposed in her hood.
What if the Great Lord has no power? Have you forgotten who beat you to the ground crying and joining the Dark Council?
Have you forgotten whose subordinates so many strong men are!
"Hmph! We possess powerful power, why should we always be at someone's beck and call! If it were Duchess Katrana, perhaps I would consider it, but him…"
It seems that this high elf warlock named Sin'dorei was "persuaded" into the Dark Council by Onyxia.
"..."
Cold sweat was already appearing on the foreheads of the eight warlocks in their hoods, because a turquoise dagger was already across Sin'dorei's throat. With just a little more force, this high elf warlock would have to use a soul stone to survive.
"This fellow elf, is it because you've been in Silvermoon City for too long or are you really ignorant?"
Valeera Sanguinar's voice appeared in Sin'dorei's ear: "You've been in the Dark Council for so long, hasn't anyone told you that the master of the Dark Council is called Galen?"
"Ga… Galen Trollbane!"
At this moment, Sin'dorei cursed Kanrethad in her heart.
The treacherous Kanrethad , it's okay to make the Dark Council so mysterious, but you should have told us who the boss is in advance!
Who in the entire Eastern Continent doesn't know the prestige of the Crusade!
Who doesn't know that Galen is the ever-victorious general of the entire Alliance, the number one person of the younger generation!
A small eighth-level warlock like herself actually dared to tease him!
Damn it, she almost lost her life because of this broken mouth!!
"Please forgive my offense, mighty lord of the Silver Hand, Prince Galen of Stromgarde!"
As the saying goes, a wise man submits to circumstances. The memory of joining the Shadow Council a few years ago resurfaced, and Sin'dorei was now familiar with the routine, lowering her proud head as a high elf.
"I forgive your offense, but that doesn't mean you don't have to pay the price. In the future, all the most dangerous tasks of the Shadow Council will be completed by you."
Galen appeared to be good-tempered on the surface, but in reality, he was a person who held grudges. However, as a superior, he could not be too harsh on his subordinates. Kindness and power were the keys to success. Therefore, regarding Sin'dorei's offense, Galen's arrangement was both punishment and training.
"Release her, Valera."
Lady Sanguinar obeyed Galen's order and reluctantly withdrew her emerald dagger, leaving Sin'dorei's back with a Shadowstep and returning to Galen's side.
More than ten years ago, Valera came to Minas Tirith under the leadership of her uncle, Baron Sanguinar, the high advisor of Kael'thas.
Originally, her family wanted Valera to try to become a paladin, but she did not pass the ceremony. However, Galen still allowed her to train in the training camp for a period of time. Therefore, Valera had gratitude and admiration for the strong in her heart.
"Okay, warlocks, I didn't bring you here to play. I believe N'Zoth has also told you that today is to help you enslave powerful demons and enhance your strength."
The warlocks' power comes from the Burning Legion. By enslaving powerful demons, they can simply and rudely increase their strength. Galen plans to use the depths of Grim Batol as the base camp of the Shadow Council.
The seven warlocks all showed happy expressions on their faces. After all, who doesn't like powerful power?
Especially for warlocks, a group that is even more eager for power.
"It seems you can't wait." Galen's face was full of malicious fun: "Then, who of you wants to try first!"
"Me!" A small man raised his hand and jumped up, shouting in a shrill voice.
"Why you? Zerefax, I am stronger than you, I should go first!" Another small gnome was unwilling and interrupted the gnome named Zerefax.
"Ah ha, sorry, Wilfred, I broke through to the ninth rank in the first half of the year, and I am a little stronger than you now!" When the little gnome Zerefax said this, the two mustaches at the corners of his mouth were about to curl up to the sky.
Galen also heard that these were the Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Young among the gnome warlocks, Zerefax and Wilfred!
Since ancient times, gnomes have been funny. These two are the fighting machines among the funny ones, and they will use their lives to cheer everyone up if they don't agree!
"Then please let the first brave Zerefax start first."
The smile in Galen's eyes became stronger, an expression that a prank was about to succeed.
"Come out, Mephistroth!"
A burst of footsteps came, and the seven warlocks looked at the passage they had just come from with anticipation.
Exciting, they guessed that the person who came must be a senior legendary warlock. Among them, Canrethad was the most excited. He guessed that the person who came was likely to be the mysterious powerhouse who remotely taught him the way of the warlock!
Dong!
Dong!!
Dong!!!
The warlocks exchanged glances and confirmed that the person who came might be big!
Soon, a pair of huge horns came into everyone's eyes!
Demon horns!
As demon experts, the warlocks recognized at a glance that these were demon horns, and they were still the horns of a dreadlord!
Unexpectedly, the Grand Lord, as a paladin, is also raising demons!
Hehehe!
Everyone exchanged glances, as if they had discovered a major secret.
As a result, when the dreadlord's body appeared, the seven warlocks' eyes became dull, and their mouths opened wide in surprise, as if their jaws had been collectively dislocated!
What did they see!
A golden dreadlord!
A six-meter-tall Holy Light demon!
Golden wings, golden shoulder armor, golden breastplate, golden hooves!
What's the use of practicing this shadow and evil energy? Is the end of power the Holy Light?
Is it too late for me to convert to the Holy Light now?
Fortunately, the Azeroth universe does not have the rule that if you don't agree, your head will explode. Otherwise, at this moment, the Shadow Council that Galen has painstakingly assembled will be wiped out.
"This is Mephistroth, a Holy Light paladin specializing in defense, the former commander of the Burning Legion. He is very familiar with the demons inside the Burning Legion. He will preside over the ceremony."
Galen's introduction recalled the warlocks' lost souls. In order not to appear ignorant, they tried to maintain a calm expression on their faces.
"Who is the first tester? Let me see, is it this ninth-rank gnome warlock? Very good, take this spell, the spell will be able to summon a general under my command!"
Zerefax took a scroll with a look of surprise.
In the center of the hall, the magic circle that had been prepared long ago, the little gnome came to the center of the magic circle, and then shouted excitedly: What are you still doing, help me cast the spell quickly!"
Wilfred took a reluctant step forward and began to communicate the flow of magic in the magic circle. The other warlocks also dispersed and stood around the magic circle.
As the magic gathered, Zerefax began to recite the demon language on the scroll just now.
"Kirest - alak yrthog norush… … "
"Ah, damn it, this damn little dwarf actually has the level of the ninth rank, what dog shit luck did he get! What the hell is he chanting in demon language!" Among Zerefax's companions, a female human couldn't help but complain.
Zerefax coughed and continued to chant: "Gal nortalesh da val… … "
It stalled again. Galen was already laughing in his heart. This Zerefax was just like himself, who was a scum in English back then.
Canrethad endured his patience and said calmly: "Stay stable, keep chanting! I feel that the magic circle has already established contact with a powerful existence!"
Zerefax wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and then chanted the demon language on the scroll: "Zor - arik var… um… telosh?"
"Zerefax!"
The remaining warlocks finally couldn't help it and shouted angrily, condemning this gnome who had learned the demon language so poorly!
"Um or was it teloth?"
Finally, Zerefax made up his mind and recited the last syllable from memory.
Boom!
In the center of the magic circle, a huge demon portal was successfully constructed and rose from the ground.
"Who! Who is summoning the great Jagnoth!"
The emerald green portal emitted an evil energy, and the smell of sulfur permeated the entire hall.
Remember the first website domain name 𝕥 𝕨 𝕜 𝕒 𝕟 . 𝕔 𝕠 𝕞
Subsequently, a huge abyss lord appeared before everyone through the demon portal!
"So, you are the one who summoned the great Jagnoth! Truly humble ants!" The six-meter-tall abyss lord was obviously very unhappy with the sudden summoning, and became even more angry when he saw the ninth-order warlock in front of him.
In the Burning Legion, besides the boss Sargeras and the two lieutenants Archimonde and Kil'jaeden, the strongest are the leaders of the dreadlords and abyss lords.
Among the dreadlords, Tichondrius is the leader, Anetheron is second only to Tichondrius, and Mephistroth can only be ranked third.
However, these three dreadlords, like Mannoroth, are demigod-level powerhouses.
As Mephistroth's subordinate general, Jagnoth also has the strength of a peak legend. He can easily crush a ninth-order!
So, Jagnoth raised his big foot and stomped heavily on Zeriphax!
"War Stomp!"
Boom!
None of the warlocks present reacted in time, and they just watched as the gnome, smaller than the abyss lord's toenail, was about to be crushed!
At this critical moment, a holy light mark like a crown lit up above Zeriphax's head. It was Galen who made the move.
With a Hand of Protection, a translucent holy light barrier appeared on Zeriphax, saving him from becoming mincemeat.
However, he could not avoid the pain of flesh and blood. At this moment, the gnome warlock had been stomped into the ground along with the holy light barrier by the abyss lord, and his entire body was buried in the soil.
"The stench of the Holy Light!"
Jagnoth roared angrily.
As one of the enemies of the Burning Legion, this abyss lord had fought against the Holy Light Legion more than once!
"Humble ants, no matter who you are, today you will all die here! The Scar of Souls needs to replenish fresh souls, resist as much as you like, let me see your despair!"
Jagnoth's four huge hooves moved, and his entire body emerged from the portal, standing in the hall.
A flame appeared around his body, forcing everyone in the hall except Galen into the corners. Then, Jagnoth tore through the void with both hands and pulled out a double-headed spear!
Garona was about to attack the abyss lord with the four shadow stalkers, but was stopped by Galen.
Since returning, he hadn't really fought much, except for a few competitions with the princes in the palace. Now he wanted to loosen his muscles and bones, and by the way, test the power of the Ashbringer.
Jagnoth waved his spear, and a stream of fel energy flew out along the spear tip, heading straight for Galen's location!
Galen kicked off with both legs, and his whole body leaped high. In mid-air, a pair of holy light wings stretched out from his back, and the Ashbringer in his hand waved in a circle, bringing a burst of holy light afterimages!
Bang!
The Ashbringer and Jagnoth's spear collided. In this collision, the abyss lord's steady lower body occupied a great advantage.
However, Galen's strength was not weak either. After all, he was a demigod who proved the Dao with strength, coupled with the top quality of the Ashbringer, he forcibly cut a crack in the abyss lord's spearhead!
Galen seized the advantage and didn't forgive, waving the Ashbringer again, directly destroying one end of the double-headed spear.
Before Jagnoth could react, Galen ran along the spear shaft, and the Ashbringer directly slashed across his wrist!
Green blood poured down along his wrist, and the abyss lord let out a miserable howl in pain!
"Garona, Valeera, attack his limbs!"
"Kanrethad! Prepare to enslave the demon!"
As soon as Galen finished speaking, Garona, who had been on guard for a long time, appeared under the abyss lord with the shadow stalkers, and ten daggers quenched with poison directly stabbed into his four fat legs!
The paralyzing toxin took effect instantly, and the abyss lord staggered, almost kneeling down.
Kanrethad led the remaining five warlocks to cast the Enslave Demon spell, and purple-black shadow chains flew out from their hands, binding Jagnoth.
Jagnoth began to struggle frantically. If his limbs were not paralyzed, the shadow chains fired by these ant-like warlocks would not be able to get close to him at all!
At this time, Galen had already come to his shoulder along the abyss lord's arm, and then Galen stepped on the abyss lord's fangs and went over his head!
"Execution Sentence!"
A huge holy light sword descended from the sky, avoiding the abyss lord's head, and inserted from his back, penetrating his abdomen.
Hopefully, abyss lords don't have little chickens, otherwise at this moment they would have had their eggs cut off by the Sword of Holy Light.
Galen's final blow directly caused Jagnoth to lose his ability to resist, and his entire body collapsed to the ground. At this time, his eyes saw the golden lightforged dreadlord in the corner!
"Mephistroth... Lord!"
"No!"
Galen didn't care about his howl, and said to Kanrethad: "Zeriphax can't control this abyss lord, Kanrethad, you enslave him!"
"As you command! Grand Lord!"
Kanrethad took out a thick warlock's spellbook from his arms, opened the spellbook and chanted words, and a thicker purple-black shadow chain stretched out from the warlock's body!
"Guys, give me a hand!"
When the warlocks heard their boss's request, the shadow chains on their bodies began to lengthen, binding the abyss lord's entire body, and then various weakening curses were thrown on him without money!
The black chain in the spellbook finally stretched to Jagnoth's body, and Kanrethad's mental power began to connect with the abyss lord!
At this time, the abyss lord's eyes widened, and his mental power soared. Kanrethad's face instantly turned pale, and it seemed that he would die suddenly in the next moment!
At this time, a whirlwind passed by, and the golden dreadlord flew over. His claws probed into Jagnoth's chest, grabbed his heart, and in an instant, all the energy in the abyss lord's body stopped running, and his strength weakened to the extreme!
"Ha!"
Kanrethad roared, enduring the severe pain in his head, gritting his teeth and continuing to cast spells. Soon, a huge chain completed an X-shaped binding on the abyss lord's body!
Enslave Demon!
Success!
In the next moment, the aura on Kanrethad's body soared!
Mid-Ninth Order!
Peak of the Ninth Order!
Breakthrough!
Early Stage of the Legendary Rank!
After completing the demon enslavement, Kanrethad became a legendary warlock!
Kanrethad's success made the remaining warlocks jubilant. Zerifax, at this time, also climbed out of the pit, casually healed the scrapes on his body, and directly joined the subsequent ritual.
Kanrethad silently recovered his mental and physical strength in the corner. He watched with great interest as his six teammates respectfully surrounded the golden Dreadlord.
The human warlocks Zening and Qiubika, along with the gnome Plagg, could be considered the voices of reason in the team. Unlike Zerifax and Wilfred, who were the comedic relief, they wouldn't lose their minds for greater power.
The three successfully sought Mefistroth's help in choosing suitable demons to summon.
Qiubika chose a Lord-level Bladeling as her enslaved object, Zening chose a succubus who had half a foot into the Legendary realm, and Xinfeier chose a Imp Mother.
Zerifax's enslaved demon was a Void Lord, also known as a Blue Fatty, and Wilfred chose a ninth-order peak Doomguard.
What surprised Galen the most was Plagg. This gnome warlock, who also worked as a Blackrock Bar owner, actually successfully enslaved a powerful Doom Lord, becoming the second warlock to break through to Legendary.
Afterwards, Galen explained to Kanrethad and his Shadow Council members some plans regarding Jagronos.
Galen took a fancy to the Scar of the World guarded by Jagronos. That was a special teleportation node of the Burning Legion. Galen wanted the warlocks of the Shadow Council to occupy it. With Jagronos, the former ruler, the warlocks could take over the demon army of this planet.
With a steady stream of demon soldiers, the subordinate members of the Shadow Council would not have to worry about not having demons for them to sign contracts with.