Titan Dawn

"You ... Is there nothing wrong with your Karazhan?" Medan couldn't believe his eyes. Around this timeline, the Karazhan tower, which had already been destroyed in the destiny, only a few left. Small towns with unknown ghosts and undead are still coming and going!

Medivh glanced at the cheap son and said, "Aren't your eyes good? Look at the environment around the upwind path, do you think something has happened?"

This is exactly what Madean was surprised to see. Seeing the gloomy bird like the headwind path, it is also known that Karazhan on this timeline is also in trouble, but now the towns around Karazhan have been rebuilt again, and there are still people. Dare to come back?

"We have secret weapons, you don't."

Merri Winterwind smiled and took Madian into the Karazhan hall.

"Wait, wait ... who is the guardian? Is it my father or you? Your guardians still exist?"

Medan was a little confused.

"As my cheap son, is your character so impetuous? It seems that I can't do another ... We will explain to you slowly after lunch, Moros! Moros! Dinner!"

"Yes, let's eat first. The situation here is too different from your destiny, and I will tell you slowly." Merrie looked at the nervous Neder, who was facing the undead housekeeper Moros and the ghost servant. Ann, shook his head and said.

Medan now feels that this timeline is really crazy!

He now seemed like an idiot who didn't understand anything, sitting foolishly in the clean and tidy Karazhan ballroom, eating mechanically.

"Well, this timeline integration has hurt the whole world, and we are all busy fighting floods."

Medivh sat next to Medan, holding a glass of wine, watching the live news broadcast from the Goblin TV hanging on the lobby wall.

"The short-term pain brought a generous return. The preliminary estimate of the area of ​​Azeroth's planet has more than doubled at least." Meri routinely checked Karazhan's space stability and walked into the banquet hall.

"The stars think they only deserve to eat shit! Eat shit! That's right, I'm going to say that! Now it's not just a mess of our night empire cities, big cities around the world are all messed up. Is there no sense of planning! "

In television, Aitaus, who is being interviewed by the media, is expressing his views with excitement.

"According to the latest news, the wing of the destiny and death is on the way to Northrend 6, and the bricksman estimates that his goal is the Temple of Dragon Sleep, for which we are fortunate to have captured Lord Sarodhar, Lord God! What's your opinion on this? "

Hu Feng, who was busy rebuilding the Great Wall of the Night, was pulled to the front of the camera, his face impatient.

"Ah, you journalists are annoyed! Didn't see me busy? No idea, no idea, where did he like to go! Oh yes, you must always be vigilant, once outsiders appear on another timeline, Immediately report it to your nearest Holy Army base or local sheriff, and let them feel what the people's war is like! "

Medan was stunned like a duck listening to thunder.

"what's this?"

"Presumptuous! Dare to be disrespectful to my teacher ... Oh ... you asked about TV? This is Goblin TV, which can simultaneously broadcast the latest events happening all over the world. This is the current mainstream information of our Azeroth. method of obtaining."

Merry Winterwind was furious first, and then she felt that Medan wasn't asking what Titan Sarodal was, it was the TV on the wall. . .

Madrian was a little strange, "Um ... the person on TV is your teacher? It seems that you are really too different from the Merri * winter breeze I know."

After a while. . .

"Titan !? You always live with a Titan in the timeline? I ..." Medan wanted to express swear words at this moment to express his feelings, but he tried to hold back.

"That makes sense ... why our timeline will be swallowed by forced fusion, why do you see the wings of death running around the world, but you are not worried at all ..."

Madian was silent for a moment, then looked at Medivh and Meri.

"I think it's my turn now, let me introduce myself formally ..."

Medivh and Merrie were more and more surprised, their eyes burst out.

"So ... do you have Titan descent? Or did you come from Sargeras?"

Medan nodded.

Merri immediately looked at Medivh, "You in your destiny, without my teacher's guidance, seems to have been turned around by Sargeras."

Medivh blushed: "It doesn't matter to me, he's him, I'm me! I didn't do that with Garona!"

"So ... your strength is so powerful, the other I have been living with you and raised you up? That little girl in Aegwynn left you to me like this?" Fry frowned and stared again. Medan, who nodded immediately.

"What's your relationship with Aegwynn?" Medan was a little weird when he heard Merrie calling his serious and terrible grandma.

"She is my disciple, and I am her guardian mentor."

Medan rubbed his forehead when he heard that, now he really feels numb to this timeline with Titan.

"What do I do now? I think it would take him to Lord Sarodal to visit him? His Sargeras bloodline is a bit troublesome ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Medvin looked at Meri, the latter was thinking about it .

"What's wrong with my bloodline? I can also do my best to fight the Burning Legion!"

"If you don't need to worry, we and the Burning Legion have ceased fighting, thank you."

Medan was petrified again.

Meri shook her head at this moment. "I'll talk to the teacher first, and then let me live in Karazhan this time. By the way, I also called Aegwynn by the way. Her cheap grandson arrived. Come and take a look. "

Merri looked back at Medan.

"Now, write down all that you think might escape the existence of integration. To be honest, we do n’t welcome outsiders like you here, even if you have a good attitude, we must have something else that we do n’t have. To be destroyed. "

Medan nodded immediately in coordination.

Anyway, apart from myself, other people who have escaped the integration are basically not good things. It is better to die.

Endless sea, lost island.

Admiral Rogers shook his head and stood up, holding a broken armrest beside him.

The Skyfire was over, the whole was torn apart, and the Captain's room where he was was turned into the open air.

"Tribal pig, don't sleep! Get up! Wake up!"

After a while, Rogers and Nazgerel looked at the unique forest in front of them, and the towering pandaren tower in the distance.

They have never seen such a form of construction.

"This is where?"

"On the turtle's back ... right?"

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