Kites was humble and polite, appearing extremely grateful, which pleased Sylvanas greatly!
To test the new King's thoughts, Sylvanas offered her earnest advice:
"Kites, you must understand, Kingdom of Stormwind and the Forsaken share common interests. When humans are alive, they serve as cannon fodder in the attack on the Lich King; when the great Orcs are hungry, humans can serve as excellent rations. Even if only bones remain, they will not be useless. I will transform them into the Forsaken, to fight for the great Savior Thrall."
To be a good King, one must abandon shame and compassion, leaving only the exchange of interests. Kites did not disappoint Sylvanas; he said indifferently:
"I just want to be a King, high above everyone else."
"Very good, Kites, you will become an excellent king, the Horde's best friend. From this day forward, you are King Varian Wrynn."
"I am King Varian!" Kites said solemnly, as if he had truly become King.
Once the Altar was erected, Kites stood in front of Altar, while Sylvanas and Antonidas cast spells beside him. Jaina cautiously took a few steps back, maintaining a safe distance.
It was clear that Sylvanas had reached some kind of agreement with the Wild God, Jaina was worried that this was a trap to be used against her. Seeing this, Kalecgos cautiously stood beside Jaina.
As a dazzling light shone forth, countless souls danced around the Altar. These were the Restless Souls collected from the Battlefield, the favorite food of the Wild God.
Eerie roars echoed from the ruins of Nordrassil, and beams of light appeared behind the Altar, transforming into a row of enormous, transparent figures. The true form of the Wild God did not descend, but approached the Altar as a projection.
The first to appear was a huge stag with enormous, branch-like antlers. This stag was extremely proud and ignored the soul offerings on the Altar.
Malorne, the King of the Forest, Legendary to be the companion of Elune Goddess, and the most revered of the Wild God, glanced at Kites before the Altar with disgust.
"It disgusts me. Insect-like humans don't deserve my blessing."
Having said that, Malorne's projection reared up and galloped away into the distance.
Sylvanas whispered, "Kites, don't be discouraged. Malorne's attitude was within our expectations. It's said that the Night Elves didn't receive his blessing either."
Next to appear were the bear Demigods Ursol and Ursoc, two Juxiong with red manes, as large as mountains, and with ferocious and terrifying faces.
"Humans are the enemy of wild bears."
Ursol roared, "How many of our brethren have been hunted by humans! Their dying cries still echo in our ears! I will not bless a human King; you will not gain our power!"
Ursoc chimed in, "Humans are a cruel race. When you learn to live in harmony with nature, then come to us for blessings."
The refusal from the wild bear Demigod brothers greatly surprised Sylvanas.
"Alright, I really like these two brothers. Their blessing will grant you both strength and magic. Since they refuse to help, we can't force them."
Next was Agamaggan, the giant boar looking down at Kites:
"Human, I will grant you the ability to charge through the Battlefield, making you invincible. In return, firstly, I dislike human architecture; you will need to plant vines in Stormwind City. Furthermore, Quilboars must become nobles of the Quilboar Kingdom of Stormwind; humans are only fit to be their slaves."
What a cruel price to pay! Stormwind City will soon become Razorfen, teeming with Quilboars. Kites doesn't want to wake up every day to a horde of Quilboar subjects.
"Agamaggan, please wait aside," Sylvanas said respectfully, then turned to Kites and said, "Don't rush, listen to the other Wild God's requests."
A dryad with the upper body of Night Elf and the lower body of Dryad appeared. Cenarius, like his father, proudly reared up and looked down at Kites:
"Human, you possess a scent that I find repulsive, yet I have decided to cooperate with you. I will bestow upon you boundless charm, granting you radiant beauty and effortlessly attracting women throughout the world. In return, you shall pay me half a million human souls annually."
"Impossible!"
Kites flatly refused, implying that within a few years, Kingdom of Stormwind would be deserted.
Cenarius said coldly, "You are the first being to negotiate terms with me. All those who dared to offend me before you are dead. For the sake of my mother Elune, I will not hold it against you. Fifty thousand souls a year, no less."
Kites pondered to himself, "Once I become King, most women will throw themselves at me. What use is this ability then?"
No, the so-called power of radiance to attract women is precisely the identity of King. What could be more alluring than power?
This Cenarius wants to get something for nothing without giving anything in return; he's despicable.
Sylvanas remained polite and said, "Cenarius, please wait here."
Next is Aviana, the Mother of the Flying Spirits, a giant raven with exceptionally vibrant feathers and an Elf -like, exquisite face.
Aviana's voice was incredibly beautiful, like the tinkling of a spring. "Human, I will bestow upon you the power of the Gale, to tear your enemies apart like autumn leaves swept away by the wind, and an unparalleled attraction to men. In return, the people of Kingdom of Stormwind must regard the raven as their sacred bird."
Kites secretly rejoiced that among the Wild God, there was finally one who was reliable. Although she had no effect on men's attraction, the power of the Gale was very tempting. Using a raven as a sacred bird was not an excessive request and was completely acceptable.
Sylvanas politely asked Aviana to wait aside.
Finally, Tortolla appeared, a giant tortoise. He slowly crawled onto the Altar and calmly said, "
"Human, I will grant you unshakeable defense and long lifespan. Your kingdom will be as impregnable as your subjects. As for your reward, simply provide me with sufficient food."
Kites' eyes lit up. Unshakeable defense and long lifespan—this was exactly what a king needed.
Although Tortolla was enormous, feeding him with the resources of an entire nation would not have been difficult.
Just as Kites was about to choose Tortolla, he heard Aviana shriek from the side:
"Human, don't trust this seemingly honest old tortoise. He's the most cunning of the Wild God. He's blessed you with great defense, but the price is a green tortoise shell on your back. Long lifespan? Hmph, you'll spend at least twenty hours a day sleeping. You might barely live three hundred years. As for food, it's not just about feeding Tortolla, but also his vast family. All the grain produced in Kingdom of Stormwind isn't enough."
Tortolla was enraged and stretched out his neck, roaring:
"Aviana, don't think you're innocent. To gain the power of the Gale, you need to implant a pair of Harpy on your back. The allure they bring to men will make you unable to resist devouring them. Using crows as sacred birds is another of Aviana's schemes. Before long, all the crows in the Kingdom of Stormwind will evolve into Harpies, and humans will become Harpy slaves."