As time passed, Meryl Winterwind did not disappoint Boss Hu or his fellow humans. He displayed unparalleled talent for learning; even Archmage Elisande admitted that, even among elves, there were few apprentices so gifted and diligent.
Boss Hu's teachings were comprehensive and brutal. Every day, Meryl was either buried beneath all kinds of magical theory or sent alone into the wild to seek out beasts, kobolds, and murlocs for deadly combat.
Covered in wounds, Meryl returned to Stromgarde unsteadily, carrying a broken staff and followed by a floating pile of heads from various strange creatures. By now, everyone had grown used to the sight.
Even the elves privately sighed that the Divine Lord's methods of education were truly peculiar, yet they had to admit that this simple and brutal approach was the most effective and fastest.
Meryl had also rapidly grown from the nervous, shy boy he once was into the mature, wise, and decisive young man he was now. He could already stand on his own.
Meryl grew ever more respectful toward his Titan mentor. Though Boss Hu's training was harsh and exhausting, and injuries were commonplace, he knew this was his mentor's unique method of training. He could feel his strength advancing by leaps and bounds every day.
In Boss Hu's words, "Only by enduring the greatest hardships can one rise above others." It carried the very essence of traditional Chinese wisdom.
During breaks, Boss Hu put on none of a god's airs. He cared for Meryl like a friend his own age, and even egged the innocent young boy on, taking him to certain improper establishments in Stromgarde. Elisande caught them red-handed, and before they could do anything bad, she arrested them on the spot and hauled them back.
"What is this supposed to mean?! I can't even take him out to relax?"
"Your way of relaxing is wrong. You are a Titan, you are a god! Stop forgetting that!" Elisande immediately shot back.
After spending so long with the Titan, the Archmage had more or less figured out Boss Hu's ways. She had consequently begun developing in the direction of becoming his chief steward and bedwarming darling.
As for the Divine Lord wanting to take Meryl to a brothel, Elisande declared that she would resolutely defend the Titan's dignity. She absolutely could not allow her endlessly troublesome lover to do anything unbefitting his identity.
Meryl, meanwhile, wore an awkward expression. Like a well-behaved child, he lowered his head and admitted his mistake, deeply burying the thoughts that he was also extremely interested in.
What a pity... what a pity. This single guy had never even touched a woman.
Meryl was still quite afraid of Elisande, his stern and proper mistress. Toward his Titan mentor, however, he felt only respect and admiration. After all, Boss Hu normally had no airs at all.
Returning to the main subject, Boss Hu himself continued his own training during this period. Aside from the Void and the source of Fel Energy that coexisted with his divine power, those two energies had practically become instinctive abilities. In his current state as a Titan World Soul, no amount of training would improve them beyond this point, just as with his divine power.
His avatar formed from the essence of divine power, meanwhile, worked hard to improve its mastery of fire, frost, and arcane power. A body composed of divine power was practically cheating, and coupled with a Titan's seemingly inexhaustible mental strength, studying three different power systems at once posed no pressure whatsoever.
However, Hu Feng discovered an ability derived from Fel Energy that intrigued him: demonic energy.
By controlling demonic energy, he could summon all manner of demons from the Twisting Nether that had signed contracts and would obey him completely.
After further exploration, Hu Feng discovered to his astonishment that this power was also exceptionally adept at manipulating souls. If he wished, he could force a soul into a corpse at any time, turning it into an undead being driven by demonic energy.
Boss Hu felt that this ability was taboo and disrespectful toward life. Therefore, after fully understanding it, he never used it even once. At least for now, no enemy was worth subjecting to such eternally cruel punishment.
Everything continued developing in a tense yet orderly manner.
Before long, the first hundred human mages graduated successfully. They had already gained a preliminary grasp of the spells needed in war, and would have no problem taking the field to support the army.
However, forming their own distinctive magical system remained some distance away. That required the mages to settle down and study; they could not merely master destructive spells.
Among this first group of mages, half specialized in fire spells such as Fireball and Hellfire.
There were more than twenty frost mages who balanced defense and offense and enjoyed using blizzard to slaughter enemies on a large scale, as well as more than twenty arcane mages skilled in single-target attacks, using Arcane energy to focus fire with devastating force.
These human mages would form Arathor's Royal War Mage group under Meryl Winterwind's command. They would soon depart alongside the massive main force of the Arathor Empire, heading north to Quel'Thalas to support the High Elves' war.
War was always the best opportunity to test one's strength and achieve progress and breakthroughs. If the human mages wished to advance further, they first had to withstand the cruel trial of war.
Boss Hu, meanwhile, took the giant city of Suramar to Silvermoon City, the capital of Quel'Thalas, ahead of the others. After all, this Titan lord had no need to march with the army and lived an exceptionally carefree life. At this moment, he was receiving Dath'Remar Sunstrider's grand hospitality.
Although the war against the Amani Trolls had lasted for a long time, Silvermoon City seemed completely unaffected. An atmosphere of peace and tranquility still filled the beautiful coastal city.
The entire region of Quel'Thalas had been altered by magic, its climate fixed in a pleasantly mild spring. The golden leaves of Eversong Woods adorned the entire kingdom.
Mage towers and magical lecterns could be seen everywhere, making this a true kingdom of magic through and through.
"To see the Divine Lord again on this land is the first time I have felt so happy since the victory of the War of the Ancients... Ah, and beautiful Suramar. I thought I would never see that great city again in my lifetime."
Dath'Remar sighed with deep emotion as he looked up at Suramar City floating above Silvermoon City.
As for Silvermoon City itself, it had long since become a sea of celebration. High Elves could be seen everywhere, leading the Highborne around and introducing them to their city, while others lined up to teleport to Suramar City and visit their homeland.
Hu Feng nodded at his words. "I came this time to help you deal with those troublesome trolls. Even if you chose self-exile back then, you will always be a part of the Night Elves. That is an unchangeable fact."
Dath'Remar immediately nodded vigorously, then revealed a nostalgic expression.
"Night Elves... what a familiar yet unfamiliar title. How long has it been since we Sunstriders and the royal mage lineage called ourselves Night Elves..."
Naturally, Dath'Remar understood the hidden meaning behind the Titan Divine Lord's words.
They would always be part of the Night Elves. That alone made the issue and the attitude very clear.
Though the High Elves had founded their own nation, they still belonged to the Night Elves. The Night Elves remained the High Elves' overlord, so there was no point in trying to deny or break away from that. This was the Titan Divine Lord's stance.
Dath'Remar had no objections to this. After all, he belonged to the older generation that had participated in the War of the Ancients, and he still deeply missed and identified with everything on the Kalimdor Continent.
So be it, then—the Night Elves could be their overlord. In his eyes, there was nothing inappropriate about the Night Elves' attitude.
He came from the Kalimdor Continent. He was a member of the Night Elves.
That was what Dath'Remar thought now, but his descendants in the future might not necessarily think the same.
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