The assassination was done by Twilight's hammer, and Gugar, who had absorbed the power of Cthun, was corrupted by the power of the Void, and he was not a good thing in his own right, he did it only to provoke war between the Alliance and the Horde. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Your Excellency?" said Gianna's envoy.

"Wait a minute. Benny nodded, turned back and whispered a few words to the guard, who turned and ran into the cabin, and walked out a moment later with a scroll and pen.

Benny wrote a few lines on the scroll, stamped it and handed it to the envoy.

"Please tell Ms. Proudmoore that I look forward to meeting her in Stormwind. ”

The envoy bowed and returned to the griffin, it seemed that they had other tasks.

"Do you want to follow them?" Zero looked at the griffons flying into the sky, and he always felt that they were a little suspicious.

"Not necessarily. Benny shook his head, suspecting that it was the nature of the intelligence operatives, but there was nothing wrong with them, they were indeed Gianna's envoys.

"Command the fleet, maximum sailing speed, we must get to Stormwind as soon as possible!" The biggest question now is what is the extent of Varian's injuries.

"Your Excellency!" Zero pointed to the sky.

"And?" "What day is it today, and how things are coming one after another."

"It's our own flying machine. Zero handed his telescope to Benny.

"Is it a scout?" Benny looked up at the binoculars.

"It's not. "The reconnaissance personnel's information will also be copied to the intelligence department, and Zero has not received any news of the reconnaissance's return, and the flight team will not send a separate aircraft to carry out the mission.

The aircraft slowly landed on the deck, and the propellers sent a wave of heat.

The pilot jumped out of the plane, saw the big lord on the deck froze for a moment, and trotted over.

"Garder, pilot of the 1st Squadron of Land Expeditions in Stratholme, reports to you!" the pilot saluted.

"Is it Stratholme's message?" Benny frowned, why didn't he communicate directly with the telecommunication crystal, but instead line up the aircraft to deliver the message?

"I am the pilot who followed Lord Khadgar to the upwind trail. The pilot pulled out the package around his waist and handed over a crystal. "Lord Khadgar sent me to ask for help, and our communication crystal has been damaged. ”

Benny took the crystal and put it directly on the deck to activate, the blurry image vaguely recognizable as Khadgar, as if something was interfering with the picture.

"Benny, we're in trouble!"

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Not so long ago, the Windward Trail, the Karazan Tower.

The orange-red light of the fire crashed like a wave, and the ghost let out a soul-burning howl, turning into shining crystals, and Moros seemed to show a hint of surprise.

"You seem to have brought a nice magician, Khadgar, who reminds me of my master, your mentor. ”

"You should be dead, Moros. Khadgar paused. "I'm sorry you didn't get rest, but it's not too late. ”

"You've betrayed your master!" Khadgar!" Moros' rotten face turned even more hideous. "You've betrayed the great Medivan! You're going to get what you deserve! Yes, it's not too late!"

"Bound souls have no reason, Lord Khadgar. "Ronin brewed arcane energy in his hands. "Although I was amazed that he was able to retain such a complete sanity. ”

Under normal circumstances, the memories of souls will gradually dissipate with the passage of time, most of the memories of ghosts are broken, and the same is true of sanity, only those souls reinforced by dark magic will have accidents, but even so, their memories are still incomplete, and their clearest memories are only the moment when they died.

"The library is on the third floor, so we're going to have to kill him. Khadgar raised his staff and muttered words in his mouth. "May you truly rest in peace. ”

Elsa sighed slightly, these souls could no longer enter the realm of death, they had been bound here for at least more than twenty years, true rest did not exist for them, and death was the best ending for them.

The more profound the magician, the more they scoff at the so-called spell-casting skills, and only after the understanding of the arcane has reached a certain level can they understand that it is enough to make good use of every bit of arcane energy without wasting it, and all spells are like this, just like the first time Khadgar and Medivan encountered orcs in the Elwyn Forest, Khadgar's movement to subdue an orc was earth-shattering, and Medivan subdued a whole team of orcs with just a few small spells.

Khadgar could hear Medivan's teaching to him every time he cast a spell, it was a short time, but Khadgar benefited a lot, Medivan always tried his best to teach himself while he was sober, maybe he hoped that someone could save his soul, and Khadgar lived up to his expectations in the end.

"The world can't hold you anymore, goodbye, Moros. ”

The blue orb is full of pure arcane energy, they surround Khadgar's body, hidden and invisible, and Moros with rotten flesh suddenly disappeared into the air, and there was a sharp sound of breaking wind behind his head, pure energy erupted from his waist, forming an energy stance, and Moros behind him jumped high, light like a big bird.

Fireballs, ice arrows, and arcane orbs all missed, and the other mages stared cautiously at Moros as they put on various detection spells for themselves.

Able to disappear with the naked eye, and appear several meters away in an instant, only thieves who have touched the power of the shadow can do it, they can allow themselves to briefly merge into the shadow plane, and appear somewhere else in an instant, just like the mage's flashing technique, this kind of thief is a master assassin, and is often equipped with strange weapons that can break through the magic shield, which is extremely threatening to the mage.

Khadgar didn't know if Moros was a thief in his lifetime, the two had not been together for a long time in his previous life, and the old butler was as insane as his master Medivan.

Several circles lit up, and Moros slammed his feet against the wall, swooping down on Khadgar like a predatory eagle, his dagger like a claw glittering with cold light.

The blue magic shield was nothing to the strange daggers, and the tips of the knives dripping with dark green liquid enlarged in front of Khadgar's eyes.

The spinning blue orb found its target and flew towards Moros, the orb passed through Moros, it was only an afterimage of him, and at some point, he was already standing behind Khadgar, the dagger in his hand was close to the back of Khadgar's head, and the cold made goosebumps appear on his neck. (To be continued.) )