Chapter 199 A Letter From the Great Chief to the Lord of the Legion (Error)

They walked down the stone steps one by one, and the surrounding scene began to change to the atmosphere of a horror game, from the above-ground part of the tower that looked like an abandoned factory to the Frankenstein laboratory under the tower. The weird atmosphere here gave people an ominous omen.

The rough and worn walls and floors were wet, and water dripped continuously. The bumpy ground made some noises from time to time, but when the orcs shone the firelight over it, there was nothing but the creeping ground, like a piece of fresh meat.

Everyone soon realized that the staircase spiraled downward, and they were now in the opposite direction from when they just came down. As they walked further and further away from the surface, the surrounding environment looked more and more like a reflection of the ground part.

An upside-down Karazhan.

This is indeed the case, but there are slight differences. For example, the place in the tower that should have been a meeting room is a dungeon here, decorated with countless chains, but there are no prisoners. What's even more weird is that there are several gallows in it.

"It's like it was prepared for us." Khadgar couldn't help but say.

"Wake up, there are only five gallows up there, and we have so many people." Garona patted her shoulder, "Of course, if you are a mage and can see more gallows, that's another story."

"You, me, him, and Rexxar." Nergo suddenly spoke, "It corresponds to exactly five."

"Isn't that four?"

"Who knows, maybe he counted Misha as well."

After a conversation, everyone continued to move forward on the road without delay.

Soon, they came to the location of the long-unused banquet hall on the ground. Like before, this place was also very different from the surface, covered with rubble and mysterious magic circles.

The air around them became heavy and suffocating. In Khadgar's eyes, this place was the same as the place where he saw Archmage Hagra and Hagarin die in Stormwind before. This must be the place where the demons who killed them were summoned.

"There is an iron door here." A shaman shouted.

He found an iron-rimmed butterfly door in front of him. Strangely, there were strange patterns painted on the door, and dark brown blood was splashed on it, as if the door was injured.

Misha touched the door curiously, and suddenly her bear paw seemed to touch some magic, and a spark exploded. Misha roared and prepared for the battle, but found that the door suddenly opened inward, revealing a dark area.

Sargeras should like to raise dogs. This is not something that Nergo knew in the game copy of the Burning Throne, but it was in the underground of Karazhan.

After killing another hellhound with red skin, spikes and ugly appearance, Rexxar, who had been silent all the time, finally spoke.

"Are you sure this is a library? Why do I feel like this is a doghouse?"

Countless monsters live in the darkness they created themselves, and the pungent smell of smoke wafts out from the door, making this place messy and smelly.

"Perhaps, he doesn't need knowledge at all, so he keeps dogs here?" Khadgar thought about it and could only say this in the end.

"Roar——"

The hellhounds are like creatures in nightmares. They have the shape of evil wolves, slender and ferocious mouths full of sharp fangs. A pair of curved horns extend forward from the back, and the red skin symbolizing death is covered with scales, with wild black spots on it. There is also a bunch of fluffy brown coarse hair extending from the top of the head to the back. The three toes on the paws have thick hard claws, which occupy half of the length of the soles. The two hind legs are slightly shorter than the front legs. Two leather tentacles pierce forward from the back like long whips, with suction cup-like mouthparts at the end.

And the most terrifying thing about such monsters is their restraint on magic.

"Be careful of their mouthparts, don't cast spells, remember not to cast spells!"

Nergo reminded others.

Looking at the demons roaring and rushing over, Misha quickly charged forward according to Rexxar's order, slapped the hellhound's head hard, and flattened the demon's skull.

The hellhound screamed but did not die, and more monsters rushed over quickly.

"Great Chieftain." Rexxar shouted, "You take the wizard to find the demons, and leave these monsters to us. Don't let him run away."

After that, Rexxar waved two battle axes and charged at the hellhound with other orcs.

"Follow me, Khadgar."

Nergo grabbed Khadgar's hand and pulled him down the stairs. Behind them, there were still death wails and painful screams from time to time, some from orcs and some from demons.

The reddish floor was covered with cooled obsidian tiles. Nergo took Khadgar and quickly came to the deepest part of the road, where Medivh was hiding.

Medivh sat on the sofa, looking at Nergo and Khadgar and smiling, saying, "You came very quickly. I've been waiting for you."

At this moment, his beard was burning with flames.

"Pride is the original sin." Nergo snorted coldly, who do you think you are? Are you so confident that you can deal with us?

"Am I arrogant?" Medivh said with a joking look on his face, and with a wave of his hand, a series of infernal arrows shot out, locking the two people with magic with fire.

Boom.

Nergo avoided it, but Khadgar did not. Khadgar began to be ignited by the flames, and Nergo quickly took out the fire resistance totem and inserted it into the ground.

"Fire resistance? It's a pity that you can't resist this." The possessed Medivh even disdained to use other magic. What's wrong with fire resistance? Can you stop me with this?

A magic circle drawn by flames appeared in the room. After a moment, the flames rose, the blades clanged, and magic filled the sky.

Khadgar's blade kept swinging. In this situation, he couldn't find a chance to cast magic at all, so he could only forcibly play the role of a melee mage.

On the other side, Medivh kept pouring magic at Nergo.

Frost, fire, arcane.

This guardian's body can perfectly use any magic. If Karazhan itself didn't have the magic defense arranged by the guardian, it would have been blown to pieces long ago, and even the entire former Stormwind Kingdom would have become a spectacle like the Dalaran giant pit.

Nergo spread his hands, and the shield formed by lightning continued to expand. Although the lightning shield is generally used by shamans to attack, it can occasionally play a defensive role.

Beside him, dozens of totem poles were inserted into the obsidian floor. These totems he had been carrying all the time continuously provided him with various magical enhancements.

The two of them fought back and forth, and the fight was very lively.

"Although someone may have said this to you, I still want to say that you are really a genius." Medivh showed a cruel smile on his face, "Why not join the Legion? Just like other tribes, become a member of the Legion. With your talent, you will soon be able to bring the tribe to a new height, just like Kil'jaeden, and become a famous figure in the universe."

Nergo quickly turned his body into a ball of wind, dodged an arcane missile from Medivh, and then condensed together and threw a lightning magnetic rope at Medivh - a chain composed of lightning.

Nergo spat, then took a deep breath, and used the power of the magic wind to spread his next words throughout the continent. Although it was difficult, he still did it.

"You Burning Legion rubbish are worthy of working with me? Who do you think you are? You are just a rubbish who can't beat a woman and can only be someone's son. What are Kil'jaeden and Archimonde? They have lived for tens of thousands of years, but they can only be the second in command for thousands of years. They have not grown in anything except age. As for the other demons, they are even worse. They are either Grommash's filial son or Illidan's captive..."

"You are just a traitor to the Titan Pantheon; a clown fooled by the other gods; a toyed with by the Lord of the Void. You are a fool. You can't kill any demon even if you try your best. What kind of demon king are you? Your legion is called the Burning Legion, but it keeps getting defeated on the indigenous planets. You are a bastard without a mother. You shouldn't be involved in the affairs of the people of the tribe. Do you think I am afraid of you? Or your army? The sky, the sea and the land will help us fight you. "

"You are a runner in the Pantheon, a blacksmith in Mardum, a kinslayer in Nayran, a person who was plotted against in Aldrachi, a liar in Argus, a fool in the Well of Eternity, and Aegwynn. 's son, an inferior demon, a conspirator who opened the Dark Portal, a fool who only knows how to raise dogs; a famous idiot in the universe, an idiot in front of mortals, a low-energy person fooled by betrayers, and a scumbag who is about to die under my lightning..."

"You still want to use the tribe to invade Azeroth? Enslave us? Then our tribe declares to you, the demon, that you are not even worthy of raising pigs for us orcs. Now we tell you, even if we don't know where your lair is, so what? We will eliminate all the guys who follow you, the demon, one by one, just like we destroyed Stormwind City, even if you destroy our planet, so what? The orcs will be the same in the future! Destroy all demons and their followers for the tribe!"

Nergo finished this paragraph at the fastest speed in his life, and repeated it in Sarathic and human common language. Even if he was constantly attacked by the angry Sargeras, he had to make this classic public and tell the world, especially the people of Stormwind Kingdom who were still in the western wilderness and Aegwynn who didn't know where he ran away.

Wake up, your son/your archmage is a monster.