Azeroth’s Death Track

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Karazhan is a typical mage tower.

The interior is full of precise mana lines, various traps to prevent invasion of foreign enemies, and intertwined folding, only the master of the Master Tower can distinguish the strange space, and this was built by the former guardian Ms. Ai Gewen. The Mage Tower, logically speaking, should be more powerful than those of the Dalaran system.

As long as an archmage manipulates this mage tower, even if there are thousands of troops, don't want to break it.

And the problem is here... Karazhan is actually uncontrolled at present. In the past few years, the dark Titan has controlled the soul of Medivh. It is entrenched in this corner of Azeroth, using his own Looking at this world with malicious eyes, for the Dark Titan, all the delicate magic that exists in Karazhan is just like a toy, and it doesn't care about these things at all.

In disrepair, plus the dark Titan always likes to carry out some dangerous experiments in this mage tower, such as forcibly tearing the space node above Karazhan, etc. In this case, the mage tower itself is no longer strong enough to resist Destruction from the inside.

And now, in the face of the death knight Tyrion, which is far less powerful than Sargeras, but also very dangerous, Karazhan’s original master, Ms. Aegwynn mobilizes the manaval line that is still working hard, bringing Tyrion and herself Sent to the lowest level of the mage tower.

In the weird space below the horizon, there is an "inverse tower" that is exactly the same as the upper mage tower, but the direction turned around, and penetrated into a weird space in a weird form, that is the hand of the dark Titan, who I don't know what it does here.

"boom"

Tyrion's icy boots stepped on the dusty ground, and everything he saw was dark. There was also the sound of drops of water falling in the pool in the darkness, which made this strange area become Quiet and dead.

"Ms. Aegwynn, where are you hiding?"

The death knight's icy voice sounded in the dark: "Are you going to play a cat and mouse game with me? Or, do you think it's a good thing for your son to trap me here? Do you think it's lichlike Khadgar is better than me?"

"Oh, you guessed it wrong!"

Tyrion put away the magic sword, and he turned and walked into the shadow behind him:

"Kadgar, who returned from death, is more dangerous than you think! The endless shadow magic in his body even made him and me cast in one hand, and felt trembling!"

"Actually, it's nothing. Maybe Mr. Medivh will be able to succumb to evil, and use words to persuade Khadgar to do something about it."

"But I'm more curious about how he should persuade someone who has seen the truth? How should he convince Khadgar to join his cowardly repair plan? How should he melt Khadgar? What about that frozen heart?"

Tyrion's figure completely disappeared into the darkness of this tower, and if he had a whisper-free voice, he could also pass into the ears of Ms. Aegwynn hiding on the other side.

"In short, let’s wait and see, and before that, I’ll be with you... and I will "play" with the powerful "Guardian of Rebellion" Aegwynn!"

Hearing this, Ms. Aegwynn's old hands shrouded in shadows clenched tightly.

No one knows the nature of her frailty better than her, and she loses the power of the guardian. Not only does she age quickly, but her energy becomes very inadequate. Although her body is still full of magic, she may still be able to deal with the weak ones in Dalaran. The mage played a dozen, but in the face of the Lord of Dark Blades, who had evolved the magic sword apocalypse to the second stage at this time, she knew that she was not an opponent!

She saw the gesture of the magic sword, which was more terrible and more terrifying than the magic sword I once held in Les Shal! Being able to hold such a magic sword is also enough to illustrate the power that Tyrion has at this time.

After fully absorbing the soul power of the great demon Kazak, this broken shape of the magic sword is closed again, just like the second transformation is completed, its sword body becomes smooth and beautiful, covered with red lines The appearance is like a round meniscus. At the front of the sharp blade, there are three fierce tiny armor cones inlaid, which makes it more lethal. However, all opponents who are cut by it will be sorted out by this The knife cuts the flesh easily, cutting off the bones.

"Look here, wraiths are everywhere."

Tyrion looked at the dark space of the tower in front of him, and emerald green wraiths were scattered in the passage. These should be human beings who died in Sargeras or other **** things, thrown by the dark Titan. In the cemetery of the counter tower, the long-term resentment and the dark power that encased the place made them more irritable and more dangerous.

After smelling the intruder's breath, these wraiths rushed towards Tyrion in droves, but a faint haze of haze shone on the blade behind the death knight, and the mist was scattered on the blade Above, haunting Tyrion's body, but any wraith that comes into contact with this mist will become very weak. They screamed to escape, but were crushed one by one by the death knight in the darkness.

"Ghosts who have lost their sense and meaning, living in the rifts of heaven, earth and hell, helpless hissing, weeping, abandoned people living in the dark, let me give you relief... It is pathetic!"

The death knight stepped forward and nothing could stop him and the apocalypse in his hand.

After growing up to the second stage, the already fierce Apocalypse has added new abilities. In addition to absorbing the soul, this sword will emit a strange red plague when it is held by Tyrion. Humans are deadly and will take their lives in a short time, and for the weak undead, this plague is equally deadly.

For less than 5 minutes in the darkness, between the hiss of wraith and the fluttering of ashes freed, Tyrion saw what was in front of him, a pool of bones and skeletons, a black chain hanging upside down In the stone wall, each chain is bound by an innocent person. They are infiltrated in the icy pool of water. The remaining power of the dark Titan is shrouded in this abyss. Even after death, they will not be peaceful.

"This is the truth of Karazhan who vowed to save the world!"

Tyrion stood by the desperate pool, he crouched down, looked at the corpse floating in the pool, looked at the godless eyes, looked at the despair rippling in those eyes, and followed him for the first time It was only after Tyrion stepped on the deepest area of ​​the tower that Aegwynn looked at the whole thing with trembling.

She didn't know what the Dark Titan did when she occupied Karazhan, but at this moment, she suddenly understood why Medivh would be so willing to sacrifice herself to atone for this world.

When the dark soul occupied his body, in his painful gaze, he became an executioner and became the most terrifying butcher.

"Until now, do you still think your son is innocent?"

The death knight penetrated his hand into the water deep into the bone marrow. He said softly:

"I am not righteous or sacred. In fact, I was born again in sin and darkness. I represent the war of despair and destruction. I will also scour the world with war, but even with this, my hands are covered with Bloody me is also a hundred times cleaner than your son! A thousand times!"

"Prophet? Your son always misses your dearest love, but I want to ask them, do they...are they missing some father and child? Are they some of the parents who lost their son? Love?"

"Answer me! Magna Aegwynn! Answer me!"

"bass"

The magic blade came out of the sheath, and the endless cold blade pointed at Aegwynn behind him. Tyrion shook the water droplets on the other hand. His eyes were full of frost, and behind him, those desperately shrouded in despair. Thousands of human bones are affected by the energy of death, moving their twisted bodies, one by one from the horrible corpse pile, their eyes shining with a dark light, that is full of hatred, no Reasonable pain and tyranny.

It is like a soldier returning from a desperate hell, subject to the commander of the dark, ready to tear the hypocrisy of this world, and throw hypocrites into the burning fire of revenge.

"Do you still want to stop me?"

"Can you... stop me?"

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"I did a lot of wrong things, my disciple."

On Karazhan’s twisted rooftop, Medivh looked calmly at the big lich in front of him, his former disciple, his only disciple, his face covered by a cloak dotted with crows, with no extra expression, Like the guardian in Khadgar's memory, when he was alone, he always had this expression.

"Under the control of the dark soul, I have done many, many wrong things. I feel pain. Those victims, I feel the same. The kind of depression and despair is like being held in a prison cage. Use the window to watch the world, watch the demon torture all this with my body."

"Can you understand the pain?"

In the hall with only two people, Medivh's voice could easily spread through the hall, and facing his problem, Khadgar shook his head and nodded again.

"I couldn't understand it once, but now I can understand it. When I returned from death, my tortured soul was refilled into this body as if it was thrown into an icy cage."

Khadgar raised his hand and looked at the movement of his fingers a little strangely. A trace of doubt flashed in his cold eyes, as if he was re-experiencing this feeling of manipulating the body.

"I am not feeling it, but I am manipulating it, a strange feeling, but the bigger change is in the soul. When crossing the door of death, I remove some emotions that easily mislead me from the soul, and then use a kind of Think more calmly about my past life."

He raised his head and stared at his tutor Medivh, his tone became hoarse:

"I was suddenly puzzled. In the past years, was Sargeras really dominating all this? Is a soul that has been entangled with darkness for 40 years really so pure?"

"Are you doubting me?"

Medivh frowned, and he said softly, "Even now, you are still wondering if I have escaped from the darkness? Are you doubting my determination to save the world?"

"No! I'm not interested in doubting you. I'm just a little bit suspicious of the method you use...Tyrian is actually right. Is it really useful to tinker in the timeline in the face of a terrible future? ?"

The big lich shook his head:

"There's enough nonsense, mortals succumb to desire and power, and squabble with each other, they must have a strong enough enemy to reunite them together, under heavy pressure, there can be real unity! Like an orc 10 years ago, like a demon 10,000 years ago, you see, I am not the same as Tyrion who simply wants to destroy all yoke, I have my own "plan"!"

"The left and the right are only a temporary union. So, I came here this time to ask you to hand over Karazhan’s control. I have seen things go wrong in a certain way, rather than placing hope on a soul that desires atonement , I think it’s better for me to do it myself."

"After all, you have a "convict" in things like capriciousness!"

Medivh shook his head. He stared at his disciple. He said:

"It's a good talk, but I can't believe a dead person. You are wary of all living people. You and the living world are not intertwined. You plan a cruel and cruel future with a completely frozen heart. How can you trust me? ?"

"Om"

Six dazzling, golden radiant, mana shackles composed of endless runes of undead appeared on Khadgar, binding his body to the violent amount of the lich, the cold magic From the big lich, a thin roaring storm rolled up in this small area.

The guardian's staff in Khadgar's hand pointed at Medivh, and his eyes glowed with silver.

"You don't need to believe me! Pale language doesn't make any sense."

"You won't give it to me... I'll get it myself!"

"The Lich Khadgar, challenge you here, come on, Guardian Medivh, let you and I speak with strength!"

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