Merry-Winterwind controlled the magic carpet and climbed up the somewhat steep hillside, and the magical creature flew across the ground, kicking up grass clippings and insects everywhere, but the few people sitting on it didn't feel a noticeable tremor, as if they were sitting on a moving grass. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Speaking of which, magic carpets are rare in today's age, not to say that materials are rare, in fact, the production of magic lines is much higher than in Merry's time, but because there are fewer and fewer mages who also repair tailors, this leads to the magic carpet, which urgently requires strong magical manipulation and requires enough tailoring skills to make magical creations more and more rare.

At least Dick has seen more than 10 magic carpets in Dalaran and Quel'Thalas, and it is worth mentioning that Antonidas has a treasured magic carpet, which Miss Gianna told Dick.

But now the members of this team are somewhat eccentric, when they set off there were 3 people, now they have become 4, except for Merry who controls the magic carpet, Median who plays with a short sword and a rough wolf tooth pendant, and Dick who closes his eyes and recuperates, there is also a strange woman holding a green scythe and curling up in a ball.

If you get close to her, you can see the slightly trembling body beneath the tightly covered men's robes, and the handfuls or two of beast hair leaking from the cuffs.

"Sit tight, I'm going to speed up!"

Merry didn't seem to notice the woman's eccentricity at all, in fact, when you've lived alone for 3,000 years, even the strangest things are hard to get your attention.

The necromancer threw down a word, and Dick felt his body swing backwards violently, and the entire purple magic carpet, like a galloping war horse, flew up quickly along the other side of the mountain wall, brushed through the darkness over the noisy night town, and slipped into the dark mountain path of the upwind path without anyone seeing.

Obviously, Merry did not intend to deal with the civilians who were terrified by the darkness, and Dick was also a little depressed because of Verinde's refusal to cooperate, and the group did not speak, allowing the speeding magic carpet to lead himself into the thick fog that the headwind path had been dissipating all year round.

Karazhan, this was once the most famous place in the Kingdom of Stormwind, because it was inhabited by the entire kingdom, even the guardian of the world, the astral mage Medivan.

But since the Dark Gate 0, this place has become a cursed place, because Medivan, who is dominated by the darkness in his soul, opened the dark door and put the orcs who were eager to escape from the death planet into this world, which was the first time that the human kingdom faced a large-scale war after hundreds of years of peace!

In fact, if it weren't for the sudden rebellion and departure of Grand Karcist Gul'dan a few years later, the entire human kingdom would probably no longer exist today.

Medivan became a taboo name, and for a while, that name meant darkness, and of course, it was widely known that Generalissimo Lothar and the mage Khadgar stormed into Karazhan and killed Medivan, which led to the defeat of the orcs.

But the actual situation is that Medivan has actually been fighting against the darkness in his soul since the coma he was a child, and that is from the body of his mother, the former guardian Egwen, to the dark titan of Medivan's soul, the strongest Sargeras!

Even his father, the Royal Archmage Neras Aylan, died because of it.

It should be said that if Medivan had resisted for more than a decade, Azeroth would have been in the midst of a war. But it doesn't really matter what the truth is, because Medivan is dead, dead in the decisive battle against the demons.

Dick had always felt that this damn cold world owed this mage a generous understanding.

And the closer he got to Karazhan, the worse this irritation became, and even made him breathless, making him unconsciously clench his fists, until Merry, who had been silent, spoke,

"Hold on to your spirits!Paladin, and that werewolf lady, if you don't want to lose your consciousness! This place has been set up by Medivan to set up a "spirit suggestion" circle, and those who are not determined will be trapped here for the rest of their lives!"

As he spoke, the old undead also pointed to a pile of white bones next to the magic carpet with his cane, and the skeletal black eyes seemed to remind Dick of the terrible consequences, and the paladin decisively bit the tip of his tongue and used pain to wake himself up.

But Verinde, who was in the midst of the ups and downs of life, did not have such great self-control, and she shouted at Merry in a panic,

"I'm not a werewolf!!"

Then she jumped off the magic carpet and tried to escape, of course, she didn't run a few steps before she was dragged back by Dick with the "Thorn Hook Lock", and the former priestess who was chained to her body, the current Miss Werewolf, made a lot of noise, like crazy, and Dick had no choice but to smash her head with a punch, which in exchange for precious silence.

An hour later, the swift carpet broke through the thick fog and entered a town that had clearly been abandoned, Merry waved his hand, the carpet stopped in place, and the group jumped down from the carpet, Dick looked up and saw the towering dark tower in front of him, but from the outside, the old mage tower was in ruins.

But Dick knew that the interior of this tower had not been damaged too much, and the several floors of space inside added up to cover an area that even exceeded a small town, which was a direct reflection of Medivan's exquisite spatial magic attainments, and of course, after losing its owner, this tower also became a trap that killed lives.

Nearly 20 years later, the secrets have not been unearthed, and only the truly brave can escape from them.

"There's a ghost here... Trouble monster!"

Dick saw the flickering red specks in the abandoned rooms of the town, the eyes that contained hatred, the ghosts, the form of another undead, and thanks to the dark magic that emanated from Karazhan, these ghosts were not only outnumbered, but also more difficult to deal with than the ghosts of other places.

In game terms, the ghosts here are not only of high level, but they are all elite!

The blade of the bloody roar of the axe once again appeared golden, and Madion's eyes widened, he had seen with his own eyes how sharp the golden blade was, like a dinner knife piercing into butter, completely breaking the tough skin of those werewolves, and the boy now dreamed of having the same magic weapon.

"Don't bother these poor people!"

Merry reached out and pressed the battle axe in Dick's hand, and the holy light made contact with the undead, and a spark burst out of Merry's fingertips, but the old undead didn't care, he leaned on his staff like an ordinary branch, and walked forward tremblingly, while saying,

"These are the commoners who believed in Medivan at the worst of times, and he was the lord of this town at the time. You guess it's hard to believe that Medivan, who is not shrouded in darkness, is actually a good talker and a hopeless drunkard. But the civilians here love him very much, and after they killed Medivan's body in Lothar, the dark aura that erupted from the mage tower killed and transformed these innocents as soon as possible. But they abide by their will before they die, and they will not harm the people who have anything to do with this tower, and it just so happens that all three of us are such people. ”

Speaking of this, the old mage glanced impatiently at the unconscious werewolf who was thrown aside,

"She's a nuisance! Mr. Knight, because you don't know what mercy you call it! This tower won't let her in without Medivan's permission! Put her in the cellar, where Medivan's wine was kept, and the ghosts dare not go there!"

Dick's expression moved, and without saying a word, he carried the unconscious werewolf and walked towards the cellar on the left side of the Karazhan gate, while the old mage and Median began to sort out the defensive circle that had been corrupted by dark energy, and no one could enter the mage tower without unlocking it.

"Looks like Merry doesn't know what's in the cellar yet..."

Dick withdrew his gaze from secretly observing the two of them, and he carried the werewolf on his shoulder, thinking quickly in his mind, "The luna scythe fell into the hands of Verinde, and the apocalypse was taken by Uther, that is to say, there should be a headwind reaper in that cellar!"

Thinking of this, Dick couldn't help but whistle, but because of the distance, Merry and Median didn't hear it, and the paladin walked to the cellar, where the heavy black wooden door had been violently broken.

If I'm not mistaken, this should be the last time old Mograini did a good thing.

Karazan's crypt is very deep, and in the game, under this cellar, there is a hidden "Reflection Tower" built by Medivan, that is, an inverted shadow mage tower that is exactly the same as the surface tower, deep underground! It is said that it was a dark place built when Medivan was controlled by Sargeras's spirit, and no one knows if this shadow tower exists or what it is used for.

But those players who are good at "exploring", after no-clipping into the terrain through some "improper" methods, found traces of that shadow tower, and it is said that players who are lucky enough to see that terrifying scene even have a precedent of being scared to cry, that place, it is really terrifying!

Fortunately, Dick didn't have to venture to that ghost place, he strode into the cellar with Verinde, and the paladin carefully held the handle of the battle axe with one hand, this cellar where the artifact was hidden, but it was not without danger, in fact, old Mograine once told Dick that when he escorted Uther here, more than once, he encountered some "black knights" who rode black horses, wrapped in black armor, and used dark energy to fight.

Dick knew the details of the elusive Black Knights, who were said to be a group of daring liars who tried to deceive Medivan with counterfeit artifacts, but they were unlucky, and it was the brutal Sargeras who controlled Medivan's soul at the time.

The Dark Titans thought they had been humiliated by mortals, so they used their supreme magic to curse the crooks, and unless they found enough real artifacts to pay for their debts, their souls would remain trapped in the most painful curse, unable to be freed!

So these black knights in the whole world, frantically pursuing artifacts, where there are artifacts, there will inevitably be the shadow of the black knights, in fact, even Verinde, the hapless priestess in the original history and the werewolves died together, the luna scythe in her hand also fell into the hands of a black knight named Eredin, and was finally taken to Karazhan's cellar.

The same is true of the magic sword Apocalypse, and the Warlock artifact that Dick is about to buy, Ursales, and the Reaper of the Wind, in short, this group of hapless black knights have worked diligently for more than twenty years, and only found 3 artifacts, and the journey of atonement is simply far away, and the most tragic thing is that these artifacts are finally taken away by the player.

And in today's real world, the nightmare of this group of black knights continues, and the name of this nightmare is "Dick".

Finding a random house and hiding the unconscious Verinde in a haystack on the edge of the house, Dick held the battle axe in both hands and walked quickly into the second floor of the cellar, which could actually be called a tomb, because along the way, Dick saw at least 20 corpses that had turned into bones.

It seems that those black knights are not only doing the job of finding artifacts, but also occasionally doing other things.

Ten minutes later, Dick walked out of the cellar with his bleeding arm in his hands, and Merry looked at him in astonishment, saw the wound cut by the sharp blade, and asked with a frown,

"I feel the breath of battle, what's going on?"

"There are some difficult shadow monsters in the cellar, and I cleaned them up. ”

Dick shrugged, then handed Merry the key around his waist, "Let's go, let's go in!"

The old undead didn't care, even after 3,000 years, some secrets of this world were still not open to him.

"Click! Click!"

As the rusty iron door was opened under the barely functioning mechanism, Merry took the lead in pushing open the wooden door that had been sealed in the dust for more than ten years, and walked inside, followed by Median, Dick was the last to enter the mage tower, he glanced back at the cellar door that he had held up with a large stone, and turned his head and walked into the door.

"Click! Click!"

When the delicately carved wooden door closed, the rusty iron door fell again, and the whole upwind path fell into a rare silence.

Dick used all means, even using the fire of justice and the means of pressing the bottom of the box, only within ten minutes, the three difficult black knights were killed, and the warlock's artifact was in his bag, Dick, who had experienced all this in the game, knew that the resurrection of the black knight would take a long time, so he estimated that the unconscious Verinde should not be in danger.

But he overlooked one thing, Verinde also had an artifact on his body, that for the black knight, it was like a person who was about to die of thirst to see a clear spring, which would make people crazy in pursuit, under this hunger of the soul, just 10 minutes after Dick left, the three piles of black ashes had begun to shake strangely.

Miss Verinde, on the other hand, was unaware of all this, and was still asleep in a sweet dream!