A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

"Do you know the timeline guarded by the bronze dragon, or what the future of this world looks like?"

Zuo Si looked at the last guardian of the Tirisfal Council with slightly curious eyes and issued a soul torture.

It was obvious that he was interested in Medivh, specifically in the magical ritual that created the Guardian.

Because he really couldn't understand how a few mortal mages could create Magna Aegwynn who could defeat the Dark Titan Sargeras by gathering their magical power together.

Even if this so-called guardian has been passed down for thousands of years and countless generations, each generation will continue to accumulate mana and then hand it over to the next guardian when he leaves office. The power he possesses is far beyond that of an ordinary archmage.

After all, he was the most powerful known warrior among all the Titans, and he single-handedly killed all the rest of his fellow Titans in the entire pantheon.

Although this incident itself was Sargeras's conspiracy, and it was most likely released into the sea, the result was still quite outrageous.

So what exactly are Guardians?

What kind of magical rituals did the first rulers of Dalaran and the high elves at that time use to infuse so much arcane energy into one person's body?

How does this person ensure that he will not be unable to bear it and become a human magic bomb?

The most important thing is, if the high elves have such technology, why not create another guardian themselves?

In that case, regardless of whether it is Alsace and the millions of undead army, or the Lich King behind him, as long as he dares to appear in the territory of Quel'Thalas, he will be killed to pieces in minutes, even the bones and dregs. Don't take any leftovers.

How could there be the current tragic situation where Silvermoon City was razed to the ground, the Sunwell was polluted, and the high elves almost wiped out the entire race.

There are really too many mysteries and puzzling things about the guardians of the Council of Tirisfal.

But now, Zuo Si finally found someone who could solve these doubts and confusions for him, and even figure out what happened between Magna Aegwynn and Sargeras.

"future……"

At the mention of this word, Medivh was obviously in a trance.

Because he is one of the very few arcane spellcasters in the world of Azeroth who can truly glimpse the future, otherwise he would not have played the role of a prophet to warn the leaders of the Eastern Kingdom before the start of the Third War.

It's just that the predicted future is not clear, and the important details cannot be observed.

But soon, the last guardian regained consciousness and asked in an uncertain tone: "Do you know the future of this world?"

Zuo Si nodded without thinking: "Of course.

I can even tell you everything that will happen in the next few years that will have a major impact.

And the most likely endings for Azeroth.

Trust me, you won't like them.

And instead of protecting the timeline, those bronze dragons became the biggest destroyers. "

"So you want to change this?

Like the humans who came to save the Kingdom of Lordaeron and the elves of Quel'Thalas?

This has significantly changed the original history and has an immeasurable impact on the future of the entire world.

This is why the Bronze Dragon said that you made the entire timeline go out of control. "

Medivh seemed to have figured out something, and his original nervousness and anxiety suddenly eased a lot.

"No, of course not. Didn't those bronze dragons tell you my true purpose?" Zuo Si asked with a half-smile.

Medivh was silent for a moment and quickly responded: "The bronze dragon named Chromie told me that you want to protect the entire Azeroth in exchange for extracting the huge energy contained within the planet."

"Yes, this is what I want.

I believe that after spending so many years with the dark titan Sargeras, you should know that as a star soul that can give birth to a titan, the energy bred by this planet is unlimited.

It can draw unlimited energy from the universe to strengthen itself.

So there is no need for you to worry that I will drain it dry, or that excessive extraction will prevent the star soul from growing normally.

Just the opposite.

Only under my protection will you have the opportunity to shape the entire world according to your own will, as well as the will of the still-gestating planet within.

Whether it’s the Titans in the Pantheon who think they are qualified to shape everything, or the Burning Legion who have launched more than one expedition against Azeroth;

Or the Old Gods and the Void Lords behind them, and the Shadow Realm behind the Lich King;

All these threats will cease to exist.

Look at the killing, destruction, and destruction taking place in Dalaran below, and then think about the serious consequences that Archimonde and his vanguard of the Burning Legion will bring when they enter Azeroth.

Are the conditions I offered so unacceptable? "

Zuo Si expressed his attitude very simply.

He could feel that the last guardian in front of him didn't have much magical power in his body anymore, so the other party should really just come to talk.

After all, the Guardians of Tirisfal Council have a huge flaw, that is, once they die, all the power they have accumulated and passed down will be completely dissipated.

Medivh was killed once by his apprentice Khadgar during the first orc invasion, and his original power as a powerful guardian had long since disappeared.

Although they can still have the power to fight with their vast and rich knowledge, they are no longer able to collide head-on with the most senior commanders of the Burning Legion such as Archimonde and Kil'jaeden.

Otherwise, there would be no need to bring Jaina and Thrall together to form an alliance, and then head towards Mount Hyjal together to find the night elves to join forces to deal with the powerful enemy.

Wouldn't it be enough to imitate his mother and crush all the Lich King and those Dread Lords to death?

Without these guys, it would be impossible for the Burning Legion to enter Azeroth.

What Alodi, the first-generation guardian half-elf, could easily do, there was no reason why he couldn't do it at this point in his inheritance.

"You know the Shadow Realm?!"

Medivh was obviously taken aback. He thought he was the only one who had seen through the source of the power behind the Lich King.

Zuo Si replied meaningfully: "Holy light, shadow, evil energy, death, life, order, each of the six basic forces that created this universe corresponds to some ancient and powerful force.

The representatives of evil energy are the Dark Titan Sargeras and the Burning Legion;

The shadow forces are the ancient gods and the void lords behind them;

The representative of order is the Titan himself;

The representative of life is the moon goddess Elune and the kingdom of life behind her;

The most representative of the Holy Light so far are the jigsaw puzzle-like Naaru;

So I know the Shadow Realm representing death is weird?

What's more, the technology used to forge Frostmourne's rune sword is so special. Both the craftsmanship and the magical power attached to it are hugely different from those of the Burning Legion.

In addition, if you can capture a Dreadlord and use powerful magical power to peel off his soul, tear apart his memory and mind, you will easily find that they are all spies sent by the Shadow Realm.

And unlike what the outside world thinks is insidious, cunning, and devoid of any loyalty, all Dread Lords are loyal to their masters. "

After hearing these words, Medivh quickly fell into deep thought. Even the thundering shouts of death from the Magic Kingdom of Dalaran below, as well as the fierce battles and magic explosions between the two sides, could not make him clone.

After a long while, he raised his head again and asked: "What about you? What is your camp?"

"I do not belong to any of the six camps, nor will I be limited by these energy attributes. Because for me, energy is energy, whether it is holy light or shadow, there is no difference at all."

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si raised his hand and shaped a miniature version of the balance diagram of the six forces in his palm.

From holy light to shadow, life to death, arcana to evil energy, every energy is balanced under the control of some kind of wonderful power, spinning slowly in his palm like a Ferris wheel.

"It's unbelievable!"

Medivh let out an extremely shocking exclamation.

Even he couldn't possibly make the six mutually conflicting and exclusive magical energies appear in this way.

But Zuo Si took the energy group back into his body without taking it seriously, and continued: "This world faces many threats and powerful enemies, which cannot be dealt with by night elves, humans and other native races alone.

What's more, just in this war, all races suffered unprecedented heavy losses, and it will take a long time to recover the population.

Otherwise, the internal organizational structure will begin to collapse.

After all, civilization is a very fragile thing.

It is difficult to build it, but very easy to destroy it.

Most importantly, do you know what the consequences will be if you promote the localization of orcs and become a member of this world?

Do you know how much killing, destruction and trouble this group of bloodthirsty, savage and manic beasts will cause in the future?

No, you don't.

Because your prophecy ability cannot see that far, let alone know that the tribe they established will bring endless war to this world.

The spiritual and cultural core of the orc race is the naked worship of power and violence!

There is no concept of kindness and mercy in their cognition. They can cut off the heads of children, women, and the elderly without any psychological burden, and then make the heads into various horrific decorations and carry them around with them.

I can tell you very responsibly that this is a race that is not civilized at all, and it will never be able to get rid of the influence of the demon blood remaining in the body.

Rather than treating it as an intelligent race, it is better to say that it is a group of intelligent animals.

After all, kindness and compassion are very advanced emotions. Only when civilization develops to a certain extent can the concept of morality be born.

Having it means that a race has entered civilization.

Do you think those orcs have this kind of ideological consciousness?

Never use their leader Thrall as an example.

Because Thrall grew up in the human world and received human ideas and education.

He is not so much an orc as a human in the skin of an orc, and he is even more moral and humane than many despicable and shameless humans.

But the problem is that Thrall is just an example after all, and there is no way and no way to fundamentally change the orc race.

Perhaps he could barely suppress the bloodlust and violence within while he was alive.

But once he dies or steps down, do you dare to imagine how aggressive and aggressive a traditional orc will become when they come to power and become a warchief?

So your choice to let the orcs join this war and gain the right to live in Azeroth is like drinking a bottle of poison when a man is dying of thirst in the desert.

It can temporarily allow the world to survive the crisis, but it will produce endless consequences.

I am not being alarmist. You only need to ask those bronze dragons what the orcs and the tribes they formed did in the original timeline.

Beyond that, it won't be long before Grom Hellscream and his Warsong clan commit some jaw-dropping atrocities to prove my conclusion. "

"So you want to take the orc's place?"

Medivh frowned subconsciously.

As the sinner who brought the orcs into this world, of course he must know the nature of the orcs and the destructive power these guys can produce.

Especially after drinking demon blood, all orcs will turn into emotionless killing machines in minutes, which is always a huge hidden danger.

If another force could replace the role of the orcs in this war, then Medivh would naturally be happy to replace them.

"Yes, I will let the Alliance take the Orcs' place in this war."

Zuo Si gave a straightforward affirmative answer.

After all, he made so many preparations and saved almost half of the remnants of Lordaeron and a large number of high elves. At the same time, he prevented the Scourge from going south into Silverpine Forest, so that the Kingdom of Gilneas was not forced to use the werewolf curse in desperation. There will be no seclusion, just to squeeze out the orcs so that they cannot gain understanding by participating in the fight against the Burning Legion and gain the right to settle and reproduce in Azeroth.

In fact, Arthas' attack on Dalaran bypassed the Silverpine Forest and directly used the power of Frostmourne to create an ice bridge all the way from the Alterac Valley.

Therefore, he did not lead a large force, but chose a small number of elite raid tactics.

This is why after obtaining the Book of Medivh, Kel'Thuzad did not stay where he was and wait for the undead army to raze the entire city to the ground.

Instead, he chose to quit and find a safe place to stay, using the demons pouring out from the other side of the portal to ensure his own safety.

This also means that the Alliance's elite army blocking the entrance to the Royal Capital of Lordaeron is still there and can be organized at any time to join the Battle of Mount Hyjal.

Medivh nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, I think I understand what you mean.

In this case, I will no longer guide the orcs towards Mount Hyjal, and let them wait for their fate in the continent of Kalimdor.

Regarding the future of this world, I will personally observe it with my own eyes.

Goodbye, god from another universe, I hope we will not become enemies in the future.

Finally, I suggest you not to stay here.

It won't be long before Archimonde passes through the fully opened portal.

As one of the most powerful eredar demons of the Burning Legion, his power is unmatched by any creature in the world.

You simply can't fight it with the power you have now. "

"Don't worry, I have no plans to confront Archimonde and other demon lords, at least not until he arrives at the World Tree. I'm just waiting for an opportunity to get back the magic book that once belonged to you. .”

As he spoke, Zuo Si turned his gaze to the "Book of Medivh" held by Kel'Thuzad on the altar in the distance.

In addition to the magic recorded above, what he valued most was actually the analysis of the magic barriers imposed by Titans on the periphery of the planet explained in this book.

With this knowledge, he doesn't even need to wait for the World Tree to be detonated. As long as the energy gathers to a certain level, he can transmit the incoming signal through the gap in the barrier to obtain the spatial coordinates, and then come directly with the power of the planeswalker spark.

"Are you interested in my magic book?"

Medivh showed a very surprised expression.

Because in his opinion, the outsider in front of him who claimed to be the God of Contract should have much higher magical attainments than himself, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to master the six forces.

Zuo Si chuckled and responded: "I am interested in all knowledge, especially magic-related ones. What's more, your book has exactly what I need."

"In that case, I wish you good luck. But be careful, if you are caught or targeted by Archimonde, you will be in big trouble."

With these words full of warning, Medivh instantly transformed into a raven, flapped his wings and flew into the sky.

Although the power of the orcs is no longer needed, he still has to provide guidance to the humans led by Jaina.

Otherwise, these soldiers who have never set foot deeply into the western Kalimdor continent will definitely suffer a lot.

As for Zuo Si, he did not ask about the secrets of the guardians of Tirisfal Council.

Anyway, the two of them will be resolved sooner or later, so there is no need to rush.

His most important goal at the moment is to obtain the Book of Medivh from Kel'Thuzad without destroying the portal that is large enough for Archimonde to pass through.

This is obviously not an easy thing.

Because doing it too early will cause the ritual to fail, which will then affect the subsequent invasion of the Burning Legion and the energy spillover caused by the explosion of the World Tree.

But if you are too slow, you will have to have a head-on conflict with this powerful eredar demon when Archimonde comes out to grab the opportunity.

Therefore, the timing must be grasped, neither early nor late.

The best time is when the portal opens, before Archimonde has fully come out of the other side of the portal.

But fortunately Zuo Si has never lacked patience.

He directly released two clones created by the simulacra technique to notify the Dalaran mage troops who were still attacking desperately, regardless of life and death, to retreat, while he directly introduced the invisible state and waited for the opportunity from a long distance away.

Time passes minute by minute...

When the sky gradually began to darken and the sun set to the west, showing a golden afterglow, the makeshift door of darkness finally opened completely, and a monstrous green evil flame was suddenly released from the other side.

Kel'Thuzad didn't rush to dodge, and was almost caught in the whole package. He was so frightened that he quickly retreated.

It's now!

Zuo Si instantly cast short-distance magic, appeared directly behind the great lich that exuded a biting chill from the inside out, condensed the shape of a sword with holy light at lightning speed, and then raised the sword and clicked it. With one sound, Kel'Thuzad's right hand was severed at the wrist.

The crisp sound of broken bones not only stunned Kel'Thuzad himself, but Arthas, who was waiting to greet Archimonde with Frostmourne in hand, also didn't react. He watched Zuo Si steadily remove the remaining The hand holding the bone firmly held the book, with a teasing and provocative smile on his face.

"How dare you show up here!"

Alsace's new and old grudges suddenly surged into his heart. He raised his hand with a death grip and wanted to pull this enemy who had humiliated him over and cut him into pieces.

You must know that in order to send the Burning Legion into this world, and also to appease the natural disaster warrior he personally selected, the Lich King Ner'zhul has been constantly sending power recently.

So Alsace is now many times stronger than when he met in Quel'Thalas.

This is why he was able to fight evenly with Illidan, who had lived for ten thousand years, in the next battle in Felwood.

Unfortunately, Zuo Si is not one of those partial mages in this world who specializes in a certain discipline, but a standard generalist mage in Faerûn.

Just when Arthas was filled with joy and thought that he could kill this guy today and turn him into his undead servant, Zuo Si suddenly raised his hand and released a transparent barrier.

The next second...

clang!

Frostmourne was directly blocked, and no matter how hard he swung, he couldn't move the sharp blade forward half an inch.

"Don't waste your efforts, not even the cowardly and despicable Lich King behind you can do anything to me, let alone you.

By the way, purely physical attacks are the least threatening to me of all attacks.

The most important thing is that I am in a hurry today, so I won’t play with you.

Goodbye, dear Prince Arthas Menethil. "

After saying this, Zuo Si directly raised his other hand to counter the ice arrow released by Kel'Thuzad, and directly activated the teleportation magic.

Just when he was about to disappear, a huge hand suddenly stretched out from the other side of the portal, releasing powerful shadow energy from the palm of his hand.

This energy is so great that it creates an indescribable suction force like a black hole.

All surrounding creatures, including Zuo Si, immediately flew towards the big hand uncontrollably.

The Stitched Abomination, which was always known for its rough skin and thick flesh, suddenly exploded in the air before it could fly very far. Bones, minced meat and embalming fluid were scattered everywhere. The scene was extremely bloody.

Not to mention these undead creatures, even many of the Burning Legion demons that came out of the portal were crushed alive by the huge gravity.

Legion's Grip!

Zuo Si incidentally identified this nightmarish shadow magic and the owner of that big hand, Archimonde.

Without any time to think about it, he immediately entered a state of concentration in spellcasting and completed the Nine-ring Divine Art [Immolation Technique] as quickly as possible.

Huge sacred energy was injected directly into Archimonde's arm that stretched out from the portal.

In a blink of an eye!

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

This arm began to resonate violently from the inside, and a large number of veins existing on the surface and under the skin burst. Green blood filled with evil energy would immediately cause terror whether it fell on the ground or on the bodies of undead creatures. Corroded and transformed into fel fire of the same color.

Even the muscles began to tear in large areas, and the bones appeared densely packed with cracks like spider webs.

As one of the nine-ring divine arts, [Immolation Technique] is famous for its astonishing lethality. Its biggest feature is that it ignores all defenses and directly causes massive damage to living creatures from the inside.

But unfortunately, as the most powerful eredar demon in terms of status and strength, Archimonde obviously has extremely high magic resistance and physical attributes, so when the power of the spell is exhausted, it only causes some skin injuries.

Fortunately, the bloody arm obviously made Archimonde feel the pain, and he took the initiative to contact the Legion's Grip. His huge body began to pass through the portal, trying to see what kind of enemy had successfully hurt him.

Zuo Si used this extremely short time to complete the teleportation and successfully retreated directly from this place of right and wrong.

Less than a second later, Archimonde's huge body stepped onto the land of Azeroth. Looking at his bloody right hand, he asked in an extremely low voice: "Who was that guy just now? ? What kind of spell did he cast that could actually cause harm to me?"

"Great Archimonde, that person just now is the chosen one of Soth, the God of Contract. It was precisely because of his appearance that the Scourge failed to completely destroy the Kingdom of Lordaeron, and many refugees and troops fled."

Kel'Thuzad knelt on the ground and reported to one of the Burning Legion's most powerful commanders in an unimaginably humble manner.

"Thos, the God of Contract?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Archimonde's eyes.

Because during the ancient war ten thousand years ago, he did not remember the existence of such a wilderness demigod.

"Yes, God of Contract.

No one knows where he came from.

The only thing that is known is that this god performed powerful miracles when he was in Hearthglen.

And his priests and believers often have access to a kind of magical power called divine magic. "

Kel'Thuzad told everyone all the information he had.

Obviously, he wants to use Archimonde's hand to eradicate this enemy that may pose a huge threat to the Scourge.

After all, those holy waters that can cure the plague are really annoying.

Let one of the two major advantages of the Scourge completely cease to exist.

"Hmph! Are there other forces that are also eyeing this world? But it doesn't matter, let them survive for a while."

Archimonde sneered, but didn't take it too seriously.

You must know that since he and Kil'jaeden took refuge with the Dark Titan Sargeras, they conquered and destroyed countless planets, and killed countless guys who claimed to be "gods".

Many animal demigods died at his hands during the War of the Ancients.

So in Archimonde's eyes, this is just a troublesome enemy that takes some time to deal with, nothing more.

After he destroys the World Tree Nordrassil, seizes the energy of the Azeroth Star Soul from the Well of Eternity below, and finally becomes a being that surpasses the Dark Titan Sargeras, he will not be able to deal with it however he wants. .

Therefore, going to the continent of Kalimdor and capturing the World Tree is the first priority.

Yes, you are not mistaken.

Archimonde is not as loyal to Sargeras as Kil'jaeden, but he is using the power of the Legion to continuously strengthen his own strength, and then looking for opportunities to replace him.

It was precisely because of such treacherous thoughts that he volunteered to replace Kil'jaeden, who had planned everything in secret, and became the supreme commander of the Vanguard Army.

The purpose is also very clear, which is to take advantage of the fact that Kil'jaeden and Sargeras are not here to monopolize the planet that breeds the most powerful star soul, and drain it completely bit by bit.

There is no doubt that the arrival of Archimonde means that the final efforts of the Dalaran resistance have completely failed.

The remaining archmage quickly organized his troops to retreat, not daring to fight Archimonde at all.

The latter just waved his hand, and more than fifty giant hellfires fell from the sky, smashing all the troops who had not had time to withdraw into pulp, and the corpses were burned by the evil flames.

When these hellfires get up and start charging, anyone who is not a fool knows that it is over.

"You did a great job, little lich, much better than I expected."

Archimonde gave verbal praise to Kel'Thuzad, who was lying on the ground and showing 100% obedience.

But just when the latter was about to express his gratitude with fear, the fear lord Tichondrius suddenly appeared and said in a very flattering tone: "Welcome, Lord Archimonde. Everything you ordered before has been fulfilled." Now that everything is ready, it’s time to start waging war.”

Archimonde nodded with satisfaction: "Very well, Tichondrius, you really did not disappoint me. Now the Lich King and his Scourge Legion are of no use to me, and they belong to you now." Commander-in-Chief.”

"As you wish, my lord."

Tichondrius bowed gracefully, looking like a graceful nobleman.

"But before heading to the continent of Kalimdor, I still have a little problem that needs to be solved."

As he spoke, Archimonde cast his gaze towards Dalaran, which was emitting arcane light in the distance.

He stretched out his fingers to draw a complex and mysterious pattern on the sand, and then opened his big hand to make a pull-up motion.

moment!

The sand on the ground floated up to form a large complex of buildings in Dalaran City.

The corners of Archimonde's mouth raised slightly, showing an evil smile, and he gently crossed the spire closest to him.

boom! ! ! ! !

The moment his fingers passed through the sand, the corresponding spiers in Dalaran City in the distance were suddenly torn apart by invisible forces. The huge top of the tower rolled down from the height, triggering a scream of shock from the residents in the city who had not had time to escape. Call.

But this is just the beginning!

In the next few seconds, Archimonde opened his arms and embraced the entire sand model in his arms.

In Dalaran in the distance, the sky collapsed on the spot. All the buildings were crushed and destroyed by the huge force in an instant. Just the falling bricks smashed the streets into pieces. Countless mages and civilians were in fear. was smashed alive into indistinguishable meat paste.

Not only were the remaining archmages and Dalaran remnants stunned by the horrifying sight, but Arthas, Kel'Thuzad, and the traitorous Antony Das also showed expressions of disbelief and horror.

Especially Antony Das, for the first time he discovered that his understanding and use of magic was extremely superficial. Those spells he was proud of were just children's tricks in front of this powerful demon.

The opponent only used the mana possessed by an ordinary mage to easily find and detonate the magical energy accumulated inside Dalaran.

To put it simply, four ounces make a thousand pounds.

Using a little bit of mana to induce the already existing huge magical energy to explode, eventually causing the entire Dalaran to be completely reduced to ruins within a few seconds.

This is such a powerful spell-casting technique, completely beyond the understanding of humans and even high elves.

"Well, it's much more pleasing to the eye now."

As if he had done a trivial thing, Archimonde casually erased the pattern on the sand, and then teleported away directly with the fear lord Tichondrius.

Only Antonidas, who fell into a sluggish state, was left, and Alsace, who was at a loss and tasted being ignored or even ignored for the first time.

Anyone who is not a fool can feel that in the eyes of the Burning Legion's senior officials, the Scourge Legion, which is regarded as a life-and-death enemy by the Eastern Kingdom, is not even qualified to be cannon fodder.

When they successfully arrived, everyone including the Lich King was immediately abandoned.

anger!

Extremely angry!

Even mixed with strong fear!

After a while, Alsace recovered from the blow and asked in an indignant tone: "Are you kidding me? What should we do now?"

"Be patient, young death knight, this has not gone beyond the Lich King's expectations. There is still a place for you in his plan."

Kel'Thuzad comforted the prince who remained impatient even after death.

However, when he mentioned the Lich King Ner'zhul, his tone was far less respectful than before. Instead, it was as if he was talking about a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

Obviously, Ner'zhul is losing the awe of these top leaders of the Scourge due to Zuo Si's previous outburst of fun-loving behavior.

Likewise, this is the beginning of betrayal and civil strife.

After all, Ner'zhul was so eager to get rid of the control of the Burning Legion that he ignored the fact that these high-level undead under his control were also eager to break free from their mental shackles.

As the saying goes, where there is oppression, there is resistance.

Unless the other party is allowed to make decisions according to their own will, any constraints imposed on them will inevitably lead to a series of serious consequences.

This is why, in addition to making planeswalker cards, Zuo Si prefers to influence a person through some psychological suggestions, profit temptations and other means, making him think that he is making choices according to his own will.

Only in this way will the other party not have strong feelings of resistance.

Even if he gets into bad luck later because of this, he will only blame himself for making the wrong choice in the first place.

"So you have a plan, right?"

Arthas raised his head and looked directly into the Lich's eyes.

Kel'Thuzad let out a burst of harsh laughter and replied in a low voice: "Of course. What we have to do at this stage is to hibernate and superficially obey all the orders given by the Dread Lord. But before that, there is one more thing that needs to be done. Completed, that is sending my dear teacher to the Sunwell to complete the Great Lich Transformation Ceremony."

As the last word blurted out, Antony Das finally woke up from his sluggish state, touched his gray hair and sighed: "I have studied magic all my life and thought I had mastered its essence. But today I realized that it turns out that I am just a frog at the bottom of a well, not knowing the vastness of the sky outside."

"You don't have to be depressed, teacher.

Because after becoming a lich, you have eternal time to study the topics that interest you.

And you no longer need to abide by those boring ethics and morals, you can do whatever you want.

Here are the magic necessary to transform a lich. I believe you can learn it in a few days at most at your level.

Before the Sunwell is reoccupied by the elves, complete the ritual as soon as possible and become a lich like me.

Trust me, you'll love the feeling of being an undead. "

After saying that, Kel'Thuzad handed over several parchment scrolls with his only remaining hand.

Antonidas took it over unceremoniously, and then used teleportation magic to reach the sunwell that had been reduced to ruins.

Since it was not the first time for him to come to this holy land that all mages dream of, he entered the interior very familiarly. Looking at the high-concentration arcane energy in a liquid state, he also felt the shadow and death seeping inside. breath.

"I never thought I would come here in this capacity..."

The Archmage stretched out his hand and gently brushed the energy-filled clean water, allowing the shadow and death energy to enter his body.

Just as he was opening the scroll and preparing to learn the knowledge of transforming lichs, he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from the passage behind him.

"If your wish is to transform into an immortal lich, then I can offer you another deal to choose from."

"Is it you? Why are you here!"

Antonidas turned around suddenly and looked at the young figure holding the Book of Medivh in his hand, his old face full of disbelief.

After all, a few minutes ago, he witnessed Zuo Si cutting off one of Kel'Thuzad's hands, injuring Archimonde, and successfully escaping with the Book of Medivh.

Normally, one should hide in a safe place to learn and digest the unfamiliar and difficult magic knowledge in the book.

"Why can't I be here? Have you forgotten who I am and think I will be intimidated by Archimonde?" Zuo Si asked with a playful look.

"Damn it! What do you want? I have betrayed Dalaran and there is no way back."

Antonidas's hands trembled slightly and he couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

"No, you still have a way to go back.

For example, there is not only one way to become a lich, I can also provide another version.

But as a price, I need you to sacrifice your phylactery to ensure your loyalty after the deed is accomplished.

Of course, after becoming a lich, I have to join the Scourge as my spy, providing me with a steady stream of intelligence. "

As Zuo Si spoke, he took out a half-finished phylactery and a book that taught people how to transform lichs.

Obviously, the method he provided was a lich transformation ritual in Faerûn, not the kind of lich that would be controlled by the Lich King and the Shadow Realm.

The biggest difference is that the soul will not be torn apart, but will only be stored in the phylactery.