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Whether they can fight or not, there is actually no contradiction between the two of them, so after confronting each other for more than ten seconds, the old mage turned sideways and made a "please" posture.

Dick bent down, carefully picked up the blue flame rose on the ground, blew away the grass clippings on it, and strode into the dark forest.

The Raven Ridge Necropolis in the game occupies a very luxurious area, and in the current world, the area of this necropolis is beyond Dick's imagination, the size of a small town!

In the deep darkness, so many tombstones placed together, and a few green ghost fires jumping in the air from time to time, all this made this area full of indifference and fear that no one should enter! Dick was on his way from the Valley of Thorns to the Twilight Forest, and the patrolling Coulson soldiers said that there were also undead here.

Dick silently felt it, there was indeed a scattered undead aura, but it should all be in the "Forest of Morning Light" large tomb below the ground, which was the common tomb of a small number of noble families in the Storm Kingdom, speaking of which, after the dark canopy spread to this forest, the natural undead who were aroused by the dark aura actually had nothing to do with Arthas.

But Dick knew that soon, maybe next year, there would be a real undead scourge here, and there was even a strange lich Mobent Fell stationed here all year round, and later there was a paladin undead who terrified all novice players - the mighty Moradim, but to be honest, until the end of the game, the number of undead disasters here was very small, and it never became a climate.

Some players even joked that the undead in Raven Ridge and the undead scourge are completely two camps!

However, these have nothing to do with Dick, even if the undead in Raven Ridge are all victorious, they will not be taken into his eyes now, so all his attention now is on the old undead who is quietly boiling tea in front of him.

Merry - Winter Wind, this is not just a name, but a symbol of the times.

Remember when you said before that the world's first undead was made by the Quel Salas Elven Empire, which has a highly developed magical civilization?

It was in the Northern Frontier Troll War 3,000 years ago, in the face of the madness heyday of the Amani Troll Kingdom, the Human Empire Alath's and Quel'Salas joined forces for the first time, at that time, the elven mages suffered heavy casualties, and even could only select hundreds of young people with excellent magical talents from the Human Empire to teach magic as the back force of the mages.

These hundreds of young people are the beginning of the human magical world, and they are also the original founders of Dalaran.

Merry Winterwind is one of them, and the most talented kind, but in a battle, Merry died unexpectedly, due to the urgency of the war at that time, the elven mage of Quel'Salas used forbidden magic to resurrect Merry as an undead and continue to fight!

An undead was almost impossible to integrate into any group under the circumstances, so Merry mysteriously disappeared after the war, until hundreds of years later, the mysterious organization of Dalaran - the Council of Tiris, was formed, and the mages decided to create a powerful guardian in order to deal with the various otherworldly creatures seduced by crazy magic experiments.

But in order to keep the Guardians from falling into the abyss of power, they decided to find a guide for the Council! According to the Codex of the Ancestors, the mages found the reclusive Merry Winterwind and invited the undead who had been lonely for more than 100 years to join the Council of Tiris.

Since then, the Council of Tirisfa has had a guide of "eternal life"!

The tradition of the Guardians continued for more than 2,000 years, until the mother of the last Guardian Medivan, the previous Guardian Egwen, the maverick female mage was reluctant to give up her power, so the Law Council of Tiriss existed in name only, but after Egwene unexpectedly encountered a decline in strength, sneaked into this world of the Dark Titan - Sargeras, and defeated him, Medivan's story began.

That's another story, Merry Winterwind went into seclusion again due to Egwene's rebellion, but when he accepted his friend Garona's request, he reappeared and took her and Medivan's blood Madion, and has been living in seclusion in the Twilight Forest with the child ever since.

The old mage in front of him was really a living fossil of the past 3,000 years, and what he had experienced was something that even Dick couldn't imagine.

In the face of this experience, even the proud paladin had to use a humble attitude to deal with the unfathomable necromancer in front of him.

"Medivan... Is he still dead?"

Merry placed a cup of tea in front of Dick, and in the face of his question, the paladin nodded with unconcealed sadness, and the atmosphere fell silent again.

The humble hut sat in the deepest part of the forest, and a sulky Madion sat alone, not knowing what to think.

After a few seconds, Merry spoke again,

"Are you just here to see this kid? or is there something else?"

3,000 years had made Merry withdrawn and aloof, and it was only when he faced Median that his emotions fluctuated slightly, and other than that, he seemed to be as cold as a combination of wood and ice.

Dick didn't care, and he took a black key from his bosom and placed it on the table in front of Mery.

"I have two things I need your help with. ”

"Say!"

"First of all, I wish you would take me to Karazhan, the mysterious and dangerous mage tower, and now only you are familiar with its structure. ”

Merry pondered for a few seconds, then nodded.

"Yes, it just so happens that Median's magic book needs to be replaced, let's go in a moment, the dark energy of the upwind trail has spread too fast recently, and we still have to find a way to seal the energy escaping from Karazanri. What about the second thing?"

This time, the paladin did not reply immediately, but rubbed his chin before saying slowly,

"I'd like to ask you to take Madion to Theramore. ”

"Why?"

"My good friend, Miss Gianna, the mage of Dalaran, met a reclusive mage in the swamp outside the city of Theramore, and although we cannot be sure of his identity, we suspect that the old mage must be Mr. Medivan's mother, that is, Madian's grandmother, Ms. Egwen. ”

Dick glanced up at Merry's expression and continued tentatively,

"Madian, this kid still has relatives alive, I think he has the right to meet Lady Egwene, and there is also Mr. Madwen's final battleground, I also hope he can go and see it, he doesn't even understand what a great man his father is, this is so undeserved!"

Dick picked up the teacup and shut up, Merry closed her eyes, and there was a hint of nostalgia on her thin face that looked like a skeleton.

"Egwene... She's still alive. ”

After a long time, Merry opened his eyes, glanced at Median, who was still sitting with his back to them, but his ears were visibly erected, and then for the first time he gave Dick an extremely ugly smile,

"Well, I'll take this kid to Theramore when my trip to Karazan is over. You're right, he has the power, and if it's Egwene, she's better suited to teach this kid than I am. ”

After saying that, Merry beckoned, and the magic like a breeze escaped from both sides of Dick's body, and in less than 3 seconds, the two humble huts quickly shrank to the size of a fist like a mythical story, landed in Merry's palm, and was thrown into the leather bag around his waist.

"Median, pack your things and let's go to Karazan. ”

Looking at Merry and Median's busy figures, Dick, who was blown cold by the night wind, sat there a little cramped with a cup of tea, saying that the ancient mages were extremely mobile, but this was too fast!

The tea hasn't been finished yet, and it's time to go to Karazan?

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"Just a few months ago, the dark magic that escaped from Karazhan grew stronger! The scope of the dark canopy enveloped the entire Twilight Forest, and I think this is probably the effect of the tower of grief after Medivan's actual death. ”

Merry sat cross-legged in front of the magic carpet flying against the ground, carelessly controlling the direction of the magical creation, and said to Dick,

"Karazan is not just a mage tower, that place is the place where the rift with this world and the endless universe meets, Medivan built this tower back then, on the one hand, to protect this world, on the other hand, it is also because there, the darkness in his soul can more easily contact the evil in the void, you better not underestimate that place, I haven't been there many times, but I can feel that tower, it is alive, it has its own consciousness!"

Merry's contemptuous tone made Dick's back chill, but the paladin was not a weak chicken who didn't know anything now, he had the key handed over by Medivan and the apprenticeship that the astral mage personally recognized, and this alone was enough to keep him safe.

But thinking of going to Karazhan for an adventure, Dick was still a little excited in his heart, Karazan in the game is a big treasure trove, and I don't know what Medivan left behind, it's really exciting!

Median sat at the back of the magic carpet, he was still a child, and although he had quarreled with Dick before, after Dick gave him a sharp elven dagger, the child began to play with the beautiful dagger that he had taken out of the treasure trove of Cadore.

But just as the quaint and luxurious magic carpet was speeding past a farm in the Twilight Forest, Dick's brow suddenly raised,

"Master Merry, stop for a moment!"

"Huh?"

The undead looked back at him, Dick jumped off the magic carpet, stretched out his hand and pulled out the tomahawk wrapped in coarse cloth on his back, and with a slight flick, the coarse cloth was removed, and the hideous tomahawk blood roar appeared in front of Median with a wild and wild aura, which immediately attracted the child's attention.

"I feel the breath of darkness, there!"

Dick pointed to the depths of the dark farm, "There's a battle going on there! I'll check it out and I'll be back soon!"

With that, the paladin quickly jumped over the railing of the farm and ran towards the deepest hill of the farm.

Madion also wanted to go with Dick, and he glanced cautiously at Uncle Merry, who put his dry palm on his shoulder and smiled at him,

"Go, kid, it's time for you to see the real fight!"

The child nodded excitedly, held his little wand in his left hand, and held the hilt of the short sword in his right hand, and ran quickly to Dick's position.

After Median also disappeared, Merry turned her gaze to the corner of the magic carpet,

"My old friend, do you think I should take Madion to see Egwene?"

The air in the empty corner seemed to be peeled off at this moment, and a petite orc woman with pale green skin appeared there, she was different from ordinary orcs, the most prominent thing was that the fangs at the corners of her mouth were very short and delicate, and her face was a little softer than that of orcs, and it seemed that there was even a trace of wild beauty.

This is Garona, an epic assassin, orc, and draenei half-blood, and the mother of Madion.

In the face of her old friend's inquiry, Garona's expression was a little stiff, but she still smiled and said,

"Go, take him to meet her grandmother, I have guarded him for 16 years, it's time to do my own thing, the dark world has even lost my name, you know, I owed a lot of favors back then, so I took this opportunity to pay back those favors. ”

"Then before you leave, aren't you going to recognize this kid? He always thought that he had no relatives, and he didn't even know that you had been silently protecting him. ”

Merry was not surprised by Garona's decision, but his suggestion was also rejected by Garona. The slender orc woman jumped off the magic carpet lightly and moved her body.

"Forget it, I'm the same as Medivan, I'm the darkness in Median's life, don't tell him about me, I'm a person who walks in the dark, let him think I'm dead, it's good for me and him. ”

"Merry, thank you for doing so much for me and Medivan, I'm leaving after Karazan's trip, don't you really give me a hug?"

"Hmm... Be careful all the way, don't die in any corner, I have to collect your body. ”

"Don't worry about this, the person who can kill me hasn't appeared yet. ”