Kalecgos blinked and said, "Resurrecting a person is very difficult. In my memory, only Titans can do it."
Jaina blurted out, "I've already found a way, all I need to do is find..."
Kalecgos trustworthy? Jaina was skeptical and fell into deep thought.
Kalecgos slightly and said, "Jaina, you should trust me, and I have a feeling that if it's about finding someone or something, I can definitely help."
Jaina stared at the young Blue Dragonflight, her expression shifting slightly:
"I know you've traveled extensively throughout Azeroth, are very knowledgeable, and have lived a long enough life. But what I need to find is a precious artifact. It's not that I don't trust you, but the Blue Dragonflight has always been indifferent to the affairs of Azeroth, and I suspect you don't even know the whereabouts of this artifact."
Kalecgos nodded. "That's true for the Blue Dragonflight, but the Dreadlords are different. They are the Burning Legion's intelligence agents, knowing everything about this world, from the rise and fall of kingdoms to the smallest villages, even the remote paths leading to certain settlements—things unknown to the locals but crystal clear to the Dreadlords."
Jaina looked surprised. The Burning Legion was able to destroy countless worlds because it excelled in every aspect. After a long silence, Jaina chose to believe Kalecgos.
"Alright, what I'm looking for is the Scythe of Elune; only this artifact can resurrect King Varian."
"Scythe of Elune!"
Kalecgos quieted down and communicated with the dreadlord within him, the Corruptor Sargeras, before finally replying after a long while:
"Sathrovarr told me that the last known location of the Scythe of Elune was in Duskwood, a mysterious region of great interest to the Burning Legion. The Legion suspects that a sixth Old Gods is hidden there, and the whereabouts of the Scythe of Elune may be related to this Old Gods."
"What, the sixth Old Gods?" Jaina's eyes widened in astonishment.
Kalecgos was also hearing this secret for the first time, and he too looked astonished.
"According to the Legion's speculation, a sixth Old Gods is hidden in Azeroth. While the other Old Gods reside deep beneath Azeroth with enormous bodies, the Sixth Old Gods lives on the surface, possessing countless avatars that blend among countless beings. A Furbolg or Murloc you encounter might be an avatar of the Sixth Old Gods. This Old Gods has only one true form, which the Legion suspects is hidden in Duskwood, and refers to as the Thousand-Faced God."
"You mean the Scythe of Elune we're looking for might be in the hands of this Thousand-Faced God?"
Jaina gasped. When she learned that a mysterious being had stolen the Scythe of Elune from Medivh's Black Knight, she knew she was about to face a terrifying being, but she never expected it to be a mysterious Old Gods.
Facing an Old Gods whose abilities are unknown is extremely dangerous. Jaina asked anxiously, "It's unwise to fight an Old Gods. The only way is to make a deal with him, although that's very dangerous. But what's even more difficult is how to make contact with this Old Gods?"
Kalecgos remained silent for a long while before replying:
"The Sixth Old Gods Old Gods different from the other five. He frequently makes contact with people, and apart from leaving behind memories that people will regret for the rest of their lives, he seems to pose no danger. The Legion has found some clues. This Old Gods appears most frequently in Duskwood, followed by the Redridge Mountains. My suggestion is to start looking for him at the source."
"The source?" Jaina asked, puzzled.
"Legion intelligence indicates that a resident of Darkshire named Kites found the Scythe of Elune in a mine called the Roland's Grave. If we follow the clues step by step, we will surely attract the attention of the Sixth Old Gods."
"Duskwood?"
Given the gravity of the matter, and distrusting her subordinates' abilities, Jaina decided to go herself.
Undercity!
Varimathras exclaimed in surprise:
"Jaina is looking for the Scythe of Elune, which is speculated to be in the possession of the sixth Old Gods. In fact, someone lied. This is an enemy our Legion does not want to face, and we should avoid contact with them as much as possible."
Upon hearing the name of the sixth Old Gods, everyone present showed surprise.
Sylvanas, suppressing her inner panic, asked uneasily, "Is the sixth Old Gods very dangerous?"
"Extremely dangerous!"
Varimathras had a rather strange expression, looking visibly shaken.
"My friend was once a victim of this. For the next few hundred years, he often cried in his sleep, his pillow soaked with tears countless times. This feeling was terrible, worse than death."
The phrase "my friend" usually refers to oneself; everyone present was intelligent, so no one explicitly stated it. Sylvanas breathed a sigh of relief.
"Alright, a rather dangerous Old Gods, Antonidas, Nathanos, you two come with me to Duskwood. Antonidas, Jaina is your student, is there any way to keep an eye on her from a distance?"
Antonidas said confidently, "Jaina and the two Guardians have learned powerful magic, but Jaina's progress in handling some magical details is very small."
Duskwood.
Jaina and Kalecgos, who had transformed into human form, entered Darkshire. To avoid attracting attention, Jaina covered her head and face with a cloak, while Kalecgos handled everything.
Fortunately, Kalecgos was an experienced adventurer, and it didn't take long for him to become friendly with the hotel staff, rent two clean rooms, and successfully find out Kites' whereabouts.
Kites is a Night Watch serves on Raven Hill and is said to be quite skilled.
At Raven Hill, the two successfully found Kites.
This was a very charming man with short blond hair, sharp eyes, and a strong physique; he looked to be under thirty.
Before Kalecgos ask a question, Kites said helplessly:
"Are you here to ask about the Scythe of Elune? In recent years, countless adventurers have bothered me relentlessly. Some unfriendly individuals even resorted to violence, and unfortunately, they became the Undead of Raven Hill. I've had enough. To all adventurers, I must say: No comment."
Kalecgos knew how to handle this situation, and pulled out a few gold coins from his pocket, but unexpectedly, Kites coldly said:
"You think this stuff is useful? In this rotten place, mountains of gold coins are utterly useless. I've been on duty here for weeks, and all I see are insects and weeds. I'm looking for something delicious. I've heard that the spider legs around here are quite tasty when roasted."
Kalecgos looked at Jaina, who shrugged and made a helpless expression.
Jaina couldn't handle this herself, so Kalecgos had no choice but to head into the forest.
No sooner had Kalecgos disappeared than Kites immediately flashed a friendly smile, fetched a chair for Jaina to sit down, and said ingratiatingly:
"Beautiful lady, you are like an Elf. If you are interested in the whereabouts of the Scythe of Elune, I would be happy to tell you the whole story. It was the greatest feat of my life. It was on a beautiful, sunny afternoon."
Kites spoke eloquently, while secretly reaching out to hold Jaina's small hand.
Jaina nimbly dodged, maintaining her distance, which only made Kites more eager to pursue her.