"From the bones of the dead, build a great army and spread it across the land."
This statement greatly intrigued Kalecgos, who felt he had found the answer.
"I finally know the true nature of the Sixth Old Gods."
Kalecgos pumped his fist in delight.
On the back of Sven's diary, Kalecgos discovered a six-pointed star identical to the one found at the Roland's Grave, and the name of the Thousand-Faced God had also been erased.
"It seems someone is trying to stop us from tracking down the Sixth Old Gods, but unfortunately, I already know his true identity." Kalecgos smugly.
Not long after, Jaina returned, seemingly having been through a battle. Her hair was slightly disheveled, her pretty face was covered in dust, and she looked puzzled.
"Guess what I found." Kalecgos proudly waved Sven's diary. Jaina calmly took the diary, glanced at it carefully, and said nothing.
"Jaina, at least give me some feedback!" Kalecgos felt a surge of frustration; his major discovery hadn't even garnered Jaina's attention.
Jaina's expression was cold as she whispered:
"Do you know what I just encountered? I saw Sylvanas and Antonidas fall into a trap, ambushed by Little Rivendare. and the Stratholme army."
"It really is the Scourge." Kalecgos's eyes lit up upon hearing this; another piece of evidence supported his guess. Kalecgos first asked, "How is the battle going?"
Jaina replied, "Sylvanas and Antonidas rescued the Blightcaller. The three of them barely escaped, sustaining injuries of varying degrees. They won't bother us for a while, which is great news. The bad news is that I've also gotten caught up in the battle and have been noticed by the Scourge."
Kalecgos exclaimed with delight, "Jaina, the evidence is right before our eyes! The Sixth Old Gods must be Arthas, the Lich King and leader of the Scourge!"
Jaina glared at Kalecgos: "Foolish! Haven't you noticed? Someone deliberately placed evidence in front of us, trying to lead us to point the finger at Arthas."
Kalecgos was stunned. Regardless of the truth, Jaina's accusation made him lose face. Kalecgos scratched his head and retorted unwillingly:
"Perhaps there's another possibility: the Lich King Arthas is the Sixth Old Gods. He's pointing all the evidence at himself, and because the evidence is so obvious, he's made us doubt and disbelieve, successfully concealing his true identity."
Jaina shook her head. "I need more evidence."
Kalecgos countered logically, "The evidence is already quite clear. The Lich King Arthas rose to power unexpectedly, and the source of his strength is a mystery. If he is indeed the Sixth Old Gods, then everything makes sense."
Jaina's eyes darted around, and she waved her hand, saying:
"Kalecgos, this is all wishful thinking on your part. We need to continue our investigation. The messenger of God mentioned in the diary is our next target."
Kites, who had been silent, suddenly shouted:
"I know who the messenger of God is. When I escaped from the Roland's Grave, I encountered the Archmage Kalai and his son. Kalai's son was cursed by the Scythe of Elune."
Jaina looked at Kites suspiciously. "You know Archmage Kalai?"
Archmage Kalai was a Dalaran Mages, Jaina was no stranger to him.
Kites shook his head. "At first, all I knew was that the man was an Archmage. It was the adventurers who later asked me that discovered the Archmage was Kalai."
Kalecgos's eyes gleamed, and he rashly declared, "That's right, Archmage Kalai must be the messenger of God, the servant of the Lich King Arthas."
"Foolish, Kalai has no connection with Arthas whatsoever." Jaina glared at Kalecgos again, then her expression softened.
"Okay, let's go ask Kalai and we'll find out."
Shortly after Jaina and the other two left, Robbie, holding the Old Gods's Essence enveloped in Holy Light, watched them go and then contacted C'Thun.
The unexpected involvement of Arthas angered Robbie, who questioned:
"C'Thun, what's the deal with Sven's diary? Why do all the clues point to Arthas? What else don't I know? What are you hiding?"
"Relax, relax!"
C'Thun's voice remained elusive, whispering in Robbie's ear:
"That's right, Sven is one of us. This is a plan that has been going on for many years, with a history dating back thousands of years. We have made multiple preparations. Although Arthas has been implicated, I apologize for that. Arthas has already become the target of everyone's criticism. Adding the title of the Sixth Old Gods will not have much impact on him."
"But that's slander!" Robbie roared in displeasure.
C'Thun smiled faintly, "Alright, alright, everything is negotiable. In return, Yogg-Saron will personally intervene, using Ulduar to draw the attention of Dalaran and the Explorers' League, diverting pressure from Icecrown Bulwark. We know everything that dwarf did."
It was a fair deal, but Robbie wasn't reassured. "I need to know everything."
"That's a long story," C'Thun said slowly. "First, let's talk about the origins of the Worgen. Everyone thinks that Worgen are related to the Elune, but that's wrong. The Worgen's power does come from beyond the heavens, but not from Elune. The Worgen gained their power by falling into madness. Doesn't that sound familiar?"
Robbie for a long time. "You mean, Y'Shaarj?"
"That's right, the Worgen are creations of Y'Shaarj!" C'Thun affirmed.
"Before humans existed in Azeroth, Y'Shaarj selected the best from among Murlocs, Furbolg, Trolls, and others, using their emotional power to transform them into Worgen through their madness, making them his subjects. The history of the Worgen is as ancient as that of the Qiraji. With the fall of Y'Shaarj, the Elune collected some of Y'Shaarj's remains, extracting their essence to forge the Fang of Goldrinn and Elune's staff. The two combined became the Scythe of Elune."
Robbie was quite surprised to learn that Worgen were people of Y'Shaarj. He asked, "Then what about Archmage Kalai? Is he one of yours too?"
C'Thun replied, "Unfortunately, he's not one of us, which is why we need your help. I know where Kalai lives; you can find him before Jaina."
As an Archmage of Dalaran, Kalai owns a nice villa, built like a small Castle on a cliff overlooking the sea.
This place faces the sea, where spring is warm and flowers bloom, far from human habitation.
This villa was built by Kalai for his son, Kalai was transformed into Worgen after being bitten by Worgen during the battle at the Roland's Doom.
From then on, Kalai's son lived a solitary life in the villa, like a ghost in an ancient castle.
After that tragedy, Kalai frequently made time to be with her family.
When Jaina and her two companions arrived at the villa, Kalai immediately sensed something was wrong, cried out in alarm, and ordered the servants to entertain Jaina. He then took his listless son and slipped into a secret room.
Inside the secret chamber was a Portal, through which the Kalai father and son were about to escape when, unexpectedly, the Portal closed.