Chapter 136 Are You Willing to Accept Karazhan? (Monthly Ticket Requested)

Chapter 136 Are You Willing To Accept Karazhan?

"Medivh!?" Lothar's voice suddenly raised an octave, and anyone could hear the joy in Lothar's voice. Lothar tentatively asked: "Medivh, are you the real person or Sargeras? Well, the code - when you were 15 years old, you went to the Marquis of Belainess's house to spy on the Marquis's eldest daughter taking a bath. How did the Marquis punish you after you were caught?" your?"

Duke: "..."

Medivh "..."

After just two seconds of silence, when Lothar was about to start worrying, Medivh coughed, and laughed and scolded in a weaker voice: "You bastard, obviously you went to peep, if it wasn't for Ryan, the king would have I will force you to be the son-in-law of the Marquis's family."

"Ahem! Ah! There has been such a thing, no, no, no, you must have remembered it wrong! Obviously it was Ryan who was peeping." Lothar started talking nonsense, throwing blame, beating him to death and denying it, but after a while Seconds later, Lothar suddenly smiled.

"Medivh, welcome back."

Although it is interesting to hear the black history of these two legendary bosses, Duke is not willing to talk to him at all, because he saw Medivh's state through the system...

"Well, I'm back... I may be leaving soon."

"Oh! No—wait! Hell! Duke's sword..." Lothar, who was originally in a relaxed mood, screamed like a livestock waiting to be slaughtered. Almost dragging his scarred body, he crawled to Medivh's side in the direction of the sound.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and Lothar saw Medivh lying on the ground with disheveled hair.

This old friend who has known each other for decades since childhood is apparently entering the dying stage. The corners of the mouth were constantly overflowing with blood bubbles, and the chest that should have been pierced by the king's sword was currently being sealed by a large piece of ice. If there was no piece of ice, perhaps Medivh would bleed more quickly lethal.

Medivh is indeed the strongest mage in the world. Medivh, who inherited the power of Aegwynn's guardian, may have a lifespan of hundreds or even thousands of years like his mother, but most people forget that he is still a mortal. body.

Injuries hurt, and injuries can kill.

"Oh, no, I brought the pastor this time—I'll go find him right away." Even though he knew the hope was slim, Lothar was still unwilling to give up his efforts.

In addition to great righteousness, Lothar is also a very affectionate person. After confirming that Medivh was no longer the demon that ravaged the world, he quickly regarded Medivh as his closest partner.

All the evil deeds that Medivh did when he was possessed were all left behind by Lothar.

"No need!" Medivh suddenly stretched out his left hand to hold Lothar's arm: "My biggest injury is the collapse of the magic circuit. At this time, even the Creation Titan can't save me."

The surrounding air suddenly became dead silent.

Medivh continued to speak slowly with a weak voice: "Anduin... remember to thank Duke, if not for his fatal blow, I would never have found a chance to get my body back... if not for Duke Stop at the critical moment, I can't even free up my hand to protect you after knocking Sargeras into the bottomless abyss... let alone the time left to reminisce..."

Lothar choked up, sobbing quietly, clasping Medivh's skinny palm with both hands. At this moment, there is no lion of Azeroth here, nor the commander of the Stormwind Kingdom and the guardian of the world, but only a pair of good friends who are about to part ways.

"Stupid, am I the kind of person who is unreasonable and emotional?"

"Alright then, let me arrange things first." Medivh gestured to the void with his relatively intact right hand: "Duke, come here."

Stepping on the rubble, Duke's figure appeared in front of Medivh and Lothar.

Duke has mixed feelings.

As far as a player is concerned, now is undoubtedly the time to overthrow the boss and get rewards.

But as a time traveler, he knew that there was a high chance that the secret of his immortality had been seen through by Medivh. Because he was resurrected directly after Medivh under the control of Sargeras. The disappearance of the corpse, the mysterious streamer beyond magical power, and the sudden appearance of the intact body, as long as Medivh still has memory, it is impossible to hide it from Medivh.

What if Medivh bites him back?

Perhaps he will no longer be able to gain a foothold in the entire human world of Azeroth.

heterogeneous! A mysterious life form similar to a demon!

Thinking of all kinds of possibilities, Duke felt trembling. The problem was, he didn't even have the chance to directly overturn the table to kill Medivh in advance. As early as when he was looking through the battle records just now, he saw Aegwynn's words.

Now, Aegwynn, the guardian of the previous generation, plus Alexstrasza, the queen of the red dragon, and the writing priestess is actually Tyrande, one of the leaders of the night elves. Like the outside. He also lifted the woolen table.

Duke is uneasy.

Seeing through Duke's uneasiness at a glance, Medivh smiled, it was the smile of a kind elder: "Don't hesitate, my child. Everyone has their own secrets. You can use the secrets of Thoradin and other ancient kings. Acknowledge, stabbing me with that sword to death who was possessed by Sargeras has proved your heart. Believe me, Lothar and I will take your secret to the grave, even the torture of the soul cannot Ask about it. If someone finds out later, you can say that I taught you a little trick."

When Medivh said this, Lothar suddenly raised his head and nodded to Duke with firm eyes.

Duke secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Medivh's smile is still bright, and no one can tell that this is a person whose heart has been completely crushed, and who lives only temporarily by tiny magic circuits: "From the first moment I saw you, I knew you Not from the Kingdom of Stormwind. I originally thought, without you, I would still have Khadgar... Unfortunately, Khadgar has become like this."

Medivh handed Duke a white bead.

Duke: "This is..."

"Sargeras killed Khadgar, this is his soul..." Medivh coughed forcefully, spitting out a mouthful of blood, Lothar said nothing, took off his gauntlet, and wiped Medivh with his sleeve .

Medivh continued: "The resurrection of the dead is a taboo area. But in Karazhan, Khadgar's soul should be able to help you."

"Well……"

"What I mean is, if you promise to protect the humans of Azeroth for me, I will give you Karazhan in its entirety. Besides Karazhan, there is this..."

Duke's pupils shrank suddenly when he saw the thing that looked like a broken piece of wood, carved into the shape of a chicken leg - the tip of the staff of the super magical artifact [Legendary Baton of Atiesh*Guardian].

"Hehe, of course I have selfish intentions. Karazhan is both a land of opportunity and a land of danger. There are astral cracks everywhere, and I am afraid that the Burning Legion will use this place to invade Azeroth. So as you own Karazhan 1.28 million magic books, and the price of this road leading to the strongest mage, your soul will be linked with Karazhan forever and ever."

"Are you willing to accept Karazhan?