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- Zhuoer coughed lightly and said: "First of all, let me talk about Princess Hahulan's skills. The first skill is acid spray. Princess Hahulan's acid spray is similar to the skills of the four green dragon bosses in the wild. It can be stacked and cannot be dispelled. It is a natural damage and can be stacked up to four times. It should be noted that each acid jet will cause 700 natural damage per jump. If it is stacked to four layers, it will cause each time. The natural damage dot is 2,800, so this skill is quite devastating."
"Yeah." The little guys nodded.
??Zhuoer continued: "Princess Haholan's second skill is natural breath, which will directly cause 2,000 tons of natural damage. There is nothing special about it."
"Yeah." The little guys continued to nod.
"About Princess Haholan's third skill, I wonder if you have paid attention?" Zhuoer said: "Do you remember that someone died inexplicably from time to time?"
The little guys were stunned and shouted: "Ah, boss, we remembered, it seemed that someone always died inexplicably from time to time during the last fight!"
"Yes," Drow nodded and said, "After the fight, I asked for treatment and found out one thing. Princess Haholan can use a skill, Pterodactyl Sting!"
"Pterodactyl Sting?" the little guys said in surprise: "The ultimate move of the survival type hunter? Which one can make people fall asleep? Huh? It seems that Princess Haholan does have such a skill, but what about this? How about it?"
The little guys are a little confused.
Zhuoer chuckled and explained: "According to Fei'er and I's speculation, Princess Haholan's pterosaur spikes also have the effect of putting the target to sleep. However, because this skill is a magic effect, it can be dispelled. And if sleep is dispelled, the person who is hit by the pterosaur spike will suffer four thousand wounds. Now everyone knows why he died inexplicably the last time he defeated monsters, right?"
"I'll wipe it! So what's going on!" The little guys were stunned.
Although the little guys are now well equipped, their health is only 5,000 zuoyou. It seems that only the pterosaur spike can cause 4,000 damage, but Princess Haholan is not dead, she has other things. What skills! Normally losing a thousand health points is nothing. But if you are hit by the Pterodactyl Sting again when you lose health, and the magical effect is dispelled, then naturally there is only one way to die!
The poor man Chou frowned and said, "Boss, the skill of Pterodactyl Sting is quite troublesome!"
Zhuoer smiled and said: "It's not too troublesome, as long as we remember to fill up our health before dispelling the pterosaur spikes!"
"That's it," Maomaoyu shook his head and said, "The healers will be under a lot of pressure! Princess Haholan's pterosaur spike is used very frequently!"
"It's okay!" Zhuoer said nonchalantly: "We have enough equipment for team treatment! We can add more!"
"I hope so!" the little guys muttered.
The therapists looked even worse. Having already fought once, they naturally know how frequently Princess Haholan's pterosaur stinging skill is released. Now that they think about it, it really requires a lot of mana!
Drow ignored it and just continued: "Princess Haholan's next skill should be deadly poison. The effect of this skill is very simple. It not only causes group natural damage but also causes an eight-second silence effect. It can be regarded as haha. Princess Huolan has another important skill!"
"Yes." The little guys nodded with uncertain expressions.
Zhuoer added: "This should be Princess Haholan's last skill, right? When the battle enters five minutes, Princess Haholan will directly enter a violent state. She will start throwing poison darts randomly, which is quite cruel. We are completely It won¡¯t take much time, so basically the battle of Princess Haholan can be regarded as a battle within five minutes! Do you understand?¡±
"Understood!" the little guys curled their lips.
The poor man Chou rubbed his forehead and said, "A battle within five minutes? Boss, can we defeat Princess Hahuolan within five minutes?"
Looking at the colorful alien princess wandering back and forth in front of her, Drow said expressionlessly: "We have to get it done. Otherwise, this big bug will get us!"
Maomaoyu frowned and said: "Boss, what I think about being poor is that even if our equipment is enough, don't forget that we have replaced it with natural resistance equipment. Is this dps enough?"
Zhuoer thought for a while and said, "You'll know after you fight him!"
?????????????????????????? Well, you¡¯ll know after you¡¯ve actually beaten it.
The poor man Chou rolled his eyes and said:??Boss, let¡¯s talk about Princess Haholan¡¯s fighting style! "
Zhuoer nodded and said, "Well, let's just say it, everyone, listen carefully!"
The little guys naturally nodded immediately.
After all, we have only played once before, so Zall¡¯s playing style is naturally rough!
Zhuoer said simply: "Princess Haholan's skills include group attack and silence skills, so it is natural for everyone to spread out their positions!"
"Yes," the poor man nodded and asked, "Wait, can we stand directly around Princess Haholan?"
Zhuoer nodded and said: "Of course! At the same time, try to spread out as much as possible, so as to prevent more people from being silenced!" Since the little guys forgot how they stood last time, Zhuoer naturally did not remind them, and in many cases it was not a few seconds. Times are not remembered long!
"I understand!" The little guys nodded.
Zhuoer thought for a moment and didn¡¯t say anything more. After all, Princess Haholan had only been beaten once, and he couldn¡¯t say much about many things, so he might as well talk about it after the beating!
He just said: "Okay, if everyone has no problem, the team buff has been activated, Xiao Wei can go directly!"
"Okay!" After hearing what Zhuoer said, Luo Wei naturally didn't say anything and counted down directly: "Everyone, get ready, five, four, three, two, one! Let's go!"
With the roaring sound, Luo Wei charged directly.
A line of red letters flashed by!
Enter the battle!
"Give Xiaowei time to stabilize the hatred of Princess Haholan! Don't dps too fast! Increase the healing!" Drow immediately shouted.
"Don't worry, boss!" As Luo Wei's main healers, Youqing Lily and Bottle naturally stared at his health bar without even looking away!
And what about Luo Wei? Just a few seconds after receiving Princess Haholan, I felt a flash of green shadow.
"It's acid spray again! Youqing! Bottle! Add more blood! This skill will be superimposed!" Luo Wei shouted.
A single acid spray is nothing. It¡¯s really frustrating to have too many problems.
Zhuoer frowned and shouted: "Xiao Wei, just give your hatred to Sa Ruo!"
Luo Wei was stunned and shouted: "Second brother, do you want to change your t now?"
"Yes! You, Sa Ruo and Lai Ge are fighting against Princess Hahulan! If you are hit, switch to t! There is enough time!" Zhuoer immediately shouted.
Although there are many things that I haven¡¯t said before, it¡¯s not like I can¡¯t say it in battle, right?
"clear!"
Luo Wei agreed. He directly exchanged hatred with Sa Ruo.
Sa Ruo¡¯s natural resistance equipment has been fully upgraded. At this time, carrying Princess Haholan is no different from Luo Wei¡¯s resistance. Oh, no, there is a difference. The healers will save a lot of mana!
Princess Haholan is indeed a natural damage boss of the spell system, spraying poison everywhere!
The therapists started to get busy.
Of course, because Acid Spray is a non-dispellable skill. Therefore, the healers did not waste mana on dispelling this time, but concentrated on adding blood!
Snapped! With a bang, a green poisonous mist dispersed!
"Sadness! Increase Sa Ruo's health! I have been silenced!" The sacred light who had been silenced immediately shouted.
"What? Damn it! I was silenced too!" Hearing the words of the divine light, the sad heart rarely cursed.
"It's over!"
When the two healers spoke at the same time, everyone's hearts trembled!
As expected, Sa Ruo¡¯s blood volume suddenly fluctuated and was empty!
have to. It¡¯s down!
"I'll choke you! What's going on?" Zhuoer also shouted.
However, at this time, Princess Haholan¡¯s hatred was not in chaos. Warrior's Lament was quick to see the opportunity. Almost at the same time as he reached the ground, Kankan threw a taunt and pulled the alien princess who was almost going crazy in front of him!
"Add my blood!" the soldier cried out in a sad song.
"Boss, what should I do now? Can't I get up?" Seeing that the battle was still going on, Sa Ruo asked quickly.
Zhuoer¡¯s eyes fluctuated for a moment. He shouted: "Of course you get up! Of course, pull Sa Ruo up!"
"Got it!" Son of Nature agreed, a ball of green light flashed in his hand, and the sturdy dwarf warrior climbed up again.
As the team becomes more and more skilled, there is no recovery of drow. Druids will not fight back for no reason!
"Okay! The battle continues!" Zhuoer shouted: "Everyone spread out their positions for me! Spread out??! Treat all the blood! "
"I know!" the little guys agreed.
After Sa Ruo was defeated, the war situation seemed to have entered a stable state again.
??Drow looked up and looked at the blood volume of Princess Haholan, and couldn't help but frown!
The poor man Chou also saw it and shouted directly: "Oh no! What's going on with this dps? Why is it so slow?"
Zall pursed his lips and said: "Everyone has changed to natural resistance equipment, so naturally the dps cannot be increased!"
"But it can't be like this, right? In this case, how can we kill Princess Haholan within five minutes? It's almost a minute now! Princess Haholan's health has only reached 90% Two! Are you cheating?" The poor man in the family yelled randomly.
As soon as the poor man Chou finished his words, he heard Youqing Lily shouting urgently: "Boss, sister-in-law, you'd better think of a way! I only have half of my mana left! Everyone else's mana is also only left. Two-thirds are gone!"
"Huh?" The little guys were stunned for a moment, and then they realized that even the mana value of the team's treatment was more than two-thirds!
God, what's going on? The battle has just begun! Why does it consume so much mana!
Drow is not surprised by this. After all, everyone¡¯s equipment has been replaced by natural resistance equipment, so the mana value has naturally dropped significantly!
In addition, Princess Hahoran herself is not a vegetarian. Putting aside the poison damage, the pterosaur sting also requires a lot of mana! After all, as long as an average person is hit by one shot, his blood volume will drop directly to the point of blood. The healers will naturally make up for the lost blood volume!
Maomaoyu also saw this situation and shouted: "Boss, why is the mana value of treatment so different? How to fight now?"
??For the cat, cat and fish. Zhuoer said simply: "It doesn't matter, just try your best to increase the health! We will fight with all our strength. After this fight, we will summarize what happened!"
"Uhyes!" The little guys opened their mouths at Zhuoer's words, but still obeyed them honestly. After all, they also saw the problem.
Next, everyone could only delay the fight slowly. Princess Haholan threw all kinds of skills wildly. In less than two minutes, the healers announced that they had no blue.
Tonight, Princess Haholan¡¯s first mission comes.
"Seeing Princess Haholan slaughtering everyone and slowly walking away, the little guys were speechless and couldn't say anything.
Because in their opinion, there seemed to be no problem with the way they played just now! but. Let¡¯s take a look at Princess Haholan¡¯s last blood volume, right? Only 81%! Do you want to be so cheating?
The poor man Chou kept complaining and said: "Boss, what went wrong just now?"
"That's right, boss, I feel like there's nothing wrong with the way we played just now, right?" Maomaoyu didn't understand either.
Zall rolled his eyes, these little guys didn¡¯t notice any problems at all. In this case, they can only continue to destroy them!
He had already discussed with Murphy yesterday that he could not let these little guys rely too much on them. After all, they have decided to take a break from the game for another year and a half at most. In order to prevent the Scarlet Cross Guild from falling apart after they leave the game, they have to teach what they need to teach slowly!
So, Zhuoer said simply: "I think it's okay too. What about the rest of you? What do you think?"
The little ones are habitually silent. This made Zall Murphy frown, but someone always spoke.
Black Moon Dance said calmly: "Boss, our style of play just now should be striving for victory. The reason why we destroyed the team was entirely because the healers did not have enough mana. The reason why the healers did not have enough mana was because of the problem of natural resistance to equipment. , but the natural resistance equipment cannot be replaced, so we can only do something about the use of the healers¡¯ mana!¡±
Zhuoer smiled slightly and said: "Heiyue, tell me your opinion!" Zhuoer muttered in his heart: Heiyue, your question has not grasped the point!
Black Moon Dance, who did not grasp the key point, said sternly: "So, my opinion is that the long-distance profession should naturally stay as far away from Princess Haholan as possible. At the same time, the long-distance profession no longer allows the healers to increase their health!"
??Zhuoer raised his eyebrows, and Black Moon Waltz finally hit the point, and said, "Oh? Don't you want to increase blood for remote professions?"
"Yes!" Black Moon Waltz said simply: "Don't add blood to the long-range profession. If the long-range profession loses blood, just bandage it yourself! In this case, a large part of the mana of the healers should be able to be dissipated!"
Zall was silent for a moment and asked: "What do you think?" This was a question to the entire team.
? ?The guys were silent for a while and then said: "Maybe, you can try it!"
There have been bosses that could not be treated remotely before, so the little guys had no resistance in their hearts. In this case, Zhuoer simply agreed and decided to give it a try next time.
Of course, the reason why Drow agreed so simply is because the remote professions should indeed do this on Princess Hahoran.
"Okay, if you don't have any objections, just wait for the long-range professions to ask for their own blessings!" Zhuoer said with a smile: "I hope everyone has brought enough bandages!"
The little guys chuckled. Apart from anything else, each of the remote professions must have brought a group of them. Isn¡¯t that enough? Just ask the melee fighters for it! Haha, what a simple thing, isn¡¯t it?
In the next two or three hours, the little guys had sex with Princess Haholan.
Black Moon Waltz¡¯s suggestion was correct, and the little guys slowly found the rhythm of fighting Princess Haholan as they cleared the wasteland again and again. Princess Haholan¡¯s health began to get lower every time.
However, when Princess Haholan¡¯s health reached 50% and the battle lasted to five minutes, the problem arose again!
The little guys couldn¡¯t keep Princess Haholan¡¯s health down even to the death, which made the little guys very angry.
Zall looked at the time and it was almost ten o'clock. After two or three hours of clearing the wasteland, the little guys should be tired by now. Of course, their fighting spirit is getting higher and higher!
After being trained by all the previous bosses, the little guys have not developed any other temperaments. However, the temperament of resisting land reclamation when there is a possibility of pushing the boss has been cultivated a lot.
This makes Zhuoer Murphy very satisfied. You know, what the land reclamation boss is most afraid of is someone shrinking. In this case, it is easy to shrink other people who can continue.
It¡¯s good now, the elite group of the Scarlet Cross Guild. Not to mention anything else, the temperament is raised one by one, but it can be seen from the fact that they were able to forcefully and clearly avoid Princess Yarki before, Lord Cree and Wimmao, who only killed each other a month ago. Now you understand the mentality of these people!
We still don¡¯t believe it, so we can¡¯t deal with this damn boss!
The little guys were eating and relaxing here, waiting to continue fighting with Princess Haholan, but Murphy asked simply: "By the way, I will continue to talk about " What¡¯s next for The Last Guardian?¡±
Seeing how well-behaved the little guys are, Murphy is naturally very easy to talk to.
"Huh?" The little guys were stunned, why did the sister-in-law say that again? Weren't you obviously very reluctant to tell stories before?
Murphy shrugged. He said simply: "Have you forgotten? Isn't this the previous agreement? Black Moon just made the right suggestion, so I will tell the story!"
"That's right!" The little guys remembered that they had indeed made such an agreement with Murphy before, but looking at their excited sister-in-law, they always had the feeling that they were just looking for trouble before. Now looking at their sister-in-law taking the initiative to tell the story, There is always a weird feeling.
So they are definitely in love to death? Shake first!
¡°I didn¡¯t know what the little guys were chattering about secretly, but Murphy, who always kept his word, had already started telling stories.
"I've seen them." Khadgar said as they returned to Medivh's Tower. It has been seven days since now (Khadgar took a full day off). In these days, Khadgar's apprenticeship was on track. Before breakfast. Khadgar will begin an hour of spell practice under Medivh's guidance, from breakfast time until dinner. Khadgar will become Medivh's assistant, assisting the astral mage in completing various tasks. These included recording spells that Medivh was aware of, or running to the library to repair this or that book, or simply carrying Medivh's toolbox while he worked.
He finally felt that it was quite pleasant to work with this old man. It was a really special moment, and he mentioned that attack in the swamp.
"Who have you seen?" Medivh glanced at him through the giant lens used for experiments. On his hand was a little ring with a very thin probe embedded in it. He was fiddling with what looked like a mechanical bee, using the probe in his hand to examine the bee's heavy, folded wings.
"Those orcs," Khadgar said, "I saw them before I started fighting them."
"You didn't mention it to me when you first came here," Medivh looked a little absent-minded. His fingers seemed to be doing a weird dance, and the probe moved in and out of the mechanical device accurately. "I remember asking you for information about other races, but you didn't mention that you had seen orcs. Where have you seen them?"
"In the vision, not long after I came here." Khadgar replied.
"Oh? You have encountered an illusion. Well, you know there are many here. Moros should have told you, you know he is a bit big-mouthed."
"I met one or two, and I remember that the more energetic one was on a battlefield. Those guys, I mean those orcs, were over there, attacking us, I mean, attacking the humans who were standing with me. "
"Hmm," Medivh moistened his lower lip, and the probe moved gracefully along the copper breastplate of the mechanical bee.
"And I found that I am not here, not in Azeroth, nor in Lordaeron. Where I am, the sky is as red as blood." Khadgar continued.
Suddenly, Medivh's mood changed. His beard and hair stood on end as if he had received an electric shock, and the probe on his hand pierced the wrong part. The complex mechanical bee buzzed and flashed, and with a scream, it was scrapped.
"Red sky?" Medivh no longer looked at the workbench, but turned to stare at Khadgar. Strong magical energy rolled wantonly between his eyebrows, and there seemed to be a violent storm ocean in his green eyes. roar.
"Yes, the red sky, as red as blood." Khadgar said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone. He secretly thought that after repeated training, he seemed to have begun to adapt to Medivh's fickle personality.
Medivh's energy hissed horribly. "Speak! Go on! Tell me everything you know about that world, those orcs, those skies," he commanded coldly!
Khadgar began to describe the vision he had encountered that first night, mentioning everything he could remember. Medivh interrupted him from time to time, asking him questions about what those orcs wore and what that world looked like. What is there on the horizon and in the sky? Are there any flags appearing in the orc army? Khadgar felt like his memories were being turned over three times. Medivh learned everything from Khadgar, except one thing.
Except for the strange yet familiar look in the battle mage commander's eyes, Khadgar felt that these should not be mentioned, and Medivh's questions all revolved around the world with the red sky and the orcs. Medivh almost did not ask about the human defenders. When Khadgar described those visions to Medivh, Medivh seemed to calm down, but Khadgar's words did not reduce Medivh's doubts. The rough ocean was still undulating under his thick eyebrows.
"Strange." After Khadgar finished speaking, Medivh said slowly, as if he was thinking about something. He leaned back in his chair and tapped his stylus finger against his lips.
The house was shrouded in silence. Finally, Medivh spoke: "This is a new illusion, a very new illusion."
"Teacher," Khadgar said.
"Medivh." The astral mage reminded him.
"Mr. Medivh," Khadgar continued. "Where do these visions come from? Are they shadows from the past or omens from the future?
"Both," Medivh said. He leaned back on the chair and said, "None of them. Let's not talk about this for now. Now you go to the kitchen and get a can of wine. That's the end of today's work. I think it's almost dinner time. Stay a while, I want to prepare for these. Vision does some explaining.¡±
When Khadgar returns. Medivh was already sitting comfortably in a large chair, and a fire was lit in the fireplace. Medivh took out two large wine glasses, and Khadgar poured the wine into it. The sweet smell of red wine mixed with the smell of burning cedar wood, filling the whole room.
"How much can you drink?" Medivh asked him.
"I can drink a little." Khadgar said, "In the Violet City, drinking alcohol with meals is normal."
"That's right," Medivh said. "By the way, you asked me about the illusion."
"Yes. Those illusions, and Moros" Khadgar hesitated for a moment. He didn't want to add another piece of evidence to Moros's reputation as a big mouth, but he decided to go on. "Moros said I'm not the only one who sees visions, everyone sees them all the time."
"He's right," Medivh said. He took a big gulp of wine and smacked his lips. "This wine is made from late-harvest grapes, so it's not too bad. Well you know, this tower is built on an energy field. The surrounding magical energy will be gathered here by the force of the energy field, In such a place where time and space are thin, the space will be distorted due to the accumulation of so much magical energy, and it may even become a portal to another world."
"Then what were those I saw at that time?" Khadgar interrupted the Astral Mage, "Is it another world?"
Medivh put his finger to his mouth and shushed, "I'm just saying that the energy field generated for some reason will attract the surrounding magical energy and become an energy-filled field.? side. The Tower of Medivh here in Redridge Mountain is such a place. A huge explosion occurred here a long time ago, forming this canyon and distorting time and space here. "
"Because of the huge energy field generated by the explosion, is this the reason why you live here?" Khadgar asked in time, Medivh shook his head and said: "You are wrong."
"You just said clearly that there was a big explosion here, which made this place a gathering place of magical energy. Then you came here"
"Yes," Medivh said, "if you look at it in a normal way, that's exactly what happened. But why couldn't it have happened this way: It was precisely because I was going to end up here that the Big Bang happened and prepared such a powerful place for me.¡±
Khadgar looked surprised. "That's impossible." "In a normal world, they wouldn't," Medivh said. "But magic is an art that subverts common sense. This is why I say that the magic debate in the Kirin Tor Hall is completely bragging and exaggeration. They just want to find a rational and perfect world, and they want to use laws to explain everything. The stars. The east rises and the west sets, the seasons change, and people are born, old, sick, and die. These are all laws. But magic can invalidate the laws and change the orbit of the stars. Chaosing the change of seasons and stopping people's life and death is magic. Distorted space appears in the vast Spacetime is like a small wrinkle on the floor, waiting only for an industrious person to discover and explore its mysteries.¡±
"But let me believe that this place is completely prepared for you" Khadgar said in surprise.
"The real world is very different from what you see," Medivh replied. "What exactly should we believe? How does time work?"
Medivh's conversation changed so quickly that Khadgar couldn't keep up. "time?"
"We use it, we believe in it, we use it to measure everything, but what exactly is it?" Medivh took a sip of wine and smiled at him.
"Time is a constantly flowing moment, like sand in an hourglass." Khadgar expressed his opinion hesitantly.
"Excellent metaphor." Medivh praised. ¡°Let¡¯s use an analogy, can you tell the difference between an hourglass and a clock?¡±
Medivh took another sip of wine, and Khadgar lowered his head and thought about it. Shake your head slowly.
"Don't be discouraged, kid. It's not your fault. This is a difficult concept for you. A clock is a mechanical device that simulates time, with gears controlling each beat. You can see it when you take the clock apart. Every movement of the watch is driven by a gear spring. You know what it¡¯s going to do next because that¡¯s how the watchmaker designed it.¡±
"That's right," Khadgar said. "Time is very much like a clock."
"Yes, but time is also an hourglass," Medivh said. He grabbed the hourglass on the table and turned it over.
Khadgar looked at the hourglass and was stunned: it seemed that there was no such hourglass on the table before Medivh took the wine. No, it should be said that the moment Medivh reached out his hand, there was no hourglass on the table. The hourglass seemed to pop out of thin air, it was amazing!
"The hourglass is also one of the ways time runs, isn't it?" Medivh asked.
"You never know. At a certain moment, which sand grains are flowing from the top to the bottom of the hourglass. Even if you record the order of each sand grain, you will find that there are subtle differences in the order recorded each time. It¡¯s different. It doesn¡¯t matter what causes these differences. What¡¯s important is that the final result is always the same. That is, the sand will always flow from the top to the bottom. So¡± Medivh prolonged deliberately, his eyes flashing strangely. brilliance.
"So," Khadgar said, "you're saying that it doesn't matter how cause and effect line up. Whether you built the tower here because it exploded, or whether it exploded because you needed a place to stay, in It doesn't matter which of these two statements is correct. What matters is that you have settled here now, and the result is the same." "Exactly right." Medivh smiled. "So those illusions at that time were also the sands of time in the hourglass?" Khadgar was still full of doubts. Medivh leaned forward slightly, and the young apprentice immediately felt the pressure from Medivh. "If my tower were a giant hourglass instead of a clock, there would always be some sands of time flowing here at any time. They are around everyone, so we often see them, but often It¡¯s hard to see clearly. Among these sands of time, some are from the past and some are from the future. Can¡¯t some be from another world?¡±
Medivh gradually fell into deep thought, and now he seemed to be talking more to himself. "It's entirely possible, entirely possible. Everything we're seeing now will also be?? is an illusion hidden around us in the future. If my tower were a clock, these visions would appear regularly and easily explained. But from the moment the tower becomes an hourglass, the rules are broken by the distorted time and space. Each illusion appears around us with its own rules, and it becomes even more difficult to explain them. Medivh leaned back on the chair again, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. "These are really interesting. I have never liked the neat and arranged universe and time." Khadgar nodded in understanding, "You have seen such special visions. Isn't there a way to predict the future through those visions?" Medivh's mood suddenly dropped again. "Isn't there a way to avoid that kind of future?" Medivh murmured. "No, they are the kind of thing that even an astral mage has to remain in awe of. Yes, they are that awe-inspiring thing." "
"But" "There is no but," Medivh interrupted the apprentice rudely and drank the wine in the glass. "Now that you have drunk a lot, let me see what effect this has on your magic control. Come on, float my glass." Khadgar frowned. He felt a little drunk and he slurred. Qing said: "But we have drunk a lot." "That's right," Medivh replied, "You should maintain your state, you never know when those sands of time and space will suddenly appear. The solution There are two, either you always stay vigilant and avoid dangerous fate; or you enjoy life comfortably and pay the price when bad luck comes. Don't wait until the battle is over to sharpen your gun, you should be prepared for a rainy day. Okay, cast Your levitation technique, hurry up!"
Khadgar didn¡¯t know how much he drank. He tried to stay awake and tried to make the heavy pottery cup float A few minutes later, he set off to the kitchen to find tools to clean the remnants of the pottery cup.
Every night, Khadgar had a certain amount of free time to do some magic exercises and research, while Medivh did some other work. Khadgar was very curious about what these jobs were, and he thought they were related to a dwarf. The dwarf came to the tower on a griffin, coming twice a week. Each time he would bring something and take something away at the same time. Those things were packed in a bag, and Khadgar didn't know what they were.
Medivh allowed the young apprentice to freely browse information in the library, and even allowed him to look for questions raised by the Kirin Tor mages. "I only have one request," Medivh smiled, "that is, I have to read the letter you sent to the Kirin Tor." Khadgar's expression became unnatural. Medivh saw his embarrassment and smiled: "I It's not that I'm worried that you will hide something from me, young trust, but you know my memory, and I just hate that they know things that I may have forgotten."
With Medivh's permission, Khadgar immersed himself in the vast library. He found a catchy ancient epic scroll for his first teacher Jazba, which recorded in detail the story of Medivh's mother Aegwynn. The details of the battle with an unknown demon; a list of books on the history of elves for Ms. Dales; for Oronda, he read all the monster manuals he could read, but unfortunately he still could not deduce the fifth giant from them. The existence of demons. At the same time, Khadgar also continued the spell practice he had just started. Of course, he has also been looking for ways to decipher those ancient books. They are protected by powerful magic, making it impossible for him to read the precious information in them. In order to find clues to crack the enchantment, Khadgar often worked tirelessly to research ways to crack it.
Another thing he has been busy with recently is "Guardian". Medivh had mentioned it, and Lothar had thought that Medivh had confided in him about the Guardians, but he quickly changed the subject when he discovered that Medivh hadn't said anything at all. It seemed like it was a huge secret. Guardian, this is more like an illusory shadow than a name, no more real than the illusions that haunt the tower all day long. The name Guardian has always been in the ancient books of elves. Guardians also appeared in the royal history of Azeroth. He often appeared at a wedding or funeral, or in the vanguard of an attack. Often mentioned, but never described in detail, this is the Guardian. Is it a title, or is it the mother of Medivh who lived for eight hundred years?
Not only that, there are other puzzling things about the Guardian. Khadgar noticed that the words "Tirisfal" were written on the edge of a page. Of course, these words had long been erased. But Khadgar could tell from the marks on the parchment what had been written here before. Now there is a new question, what exactly is "Tirisfal"? The name of a guardian? Or the name of an organization? Or is it something else at all? That day, Khadgar worked on this all night. (To be continued) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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