Chapter 531: Kicking to Death
It all happened so suddenly, Carlos's mind was really a bit of a mess.
Or that people are always willing to believe what they want to believe.
This...... Is it true?
One moment, Carlos was still challenging the majesty of the demon god, and the next moment, the style of painting has changed, and the whole world has changed!
This kind of impact is no less than being reincarnated in Azeroth back then.
The biggest suspicion, isn't this a demonic illusion, a labyrinth of the mind, a plot by Kil'Gardan?
No, it's not the style of fraudsters.
Rational analysis, Carlos ruled out this possibility in the first place.
Whether it is a mental illusion or a labyrinth of the mind, it is either to weave memories in the real world by using cognitive distortion, or in the spiritual world to use the host's own memories to weave a fantasy world, and finally to achieve the purpose of controlling personality through continuous corruption and distortion of the mental world.
But these two spells have one thing in common, which is the manipulation of the subconscious, and the people who fall for these spells have one thing in common, which is the loss of logic.
To weave memories in the real world, there must be a magic core, the development of any event will have a direction, "coincidences" will occur one after another, the woven world is always false, and there will be huge flaws in the operation of physical laws and magic. Unfortunately, when Carlos mobilized the power of the Light to try to unravel all this, he found it to no avail.
All of this is materially real, and Medivan's half-plane is real, not a false fabricated space.
Of course, it could also be the trick of the Legion Demon, a special effect of evil energy.
But here's the question, if it's really the case, whether Kil'Gardan or Akmund just arrest themselves and torture them, why do you engage in these moths?
It doesn't make sense.
So are you obsessed with the spiritual world?
It's not like it.
One of the biggest hidden benefits of being a paladin is the terrifying strength of the will immunity. As long as you don't waver, the Holy Light will not take the initiative to give up on you, and as long as the Holy Light still cares for you, it will be difficult for any mental spells to take effect on the Paladin.
Even a psychic expert like the Dreadlord needs to constantly weaken the target's resistance for a long time, and finally he can use the loophole in his mind to manipulate the victim's body. If the victim is a paladin, the Dreadlord actually destroys the victim's consciousness and replaces it.
The Holy Light, as the highest energy embodiment on the side of order, is born with this effect.
Carlos was also able to summon a large amount of Holy Light, so he was confident that there was nothing wrong with his mind.
After eliminating all impossible options, then no matter how bizarre the truth is, it is also the truth.
He was really taken to the world outside of Azeroth by Chromie, and he happened to meet the astral mage Medivan.
Lying on the soft bed, Carlos found that he was cheap, and the environment was too good to sleep......
Finally, Carlos pulled out the mattress and put it on the floor to try it out, and then he fell asleep groggyly.
Opening his eyes again, he immediately grasped the dagger, covering his body with a warm blanket instead of cold shackles, and calmed down, Carlos staggered to his feet.
There was food and drink on the table, and Carlos was not polite, he ate on his own, and looked out the window, the old rascal was playing on the beach I chase you, I chased you and let you come to the game......
Well......
The Dharma Master is not clear, and it is not legendary at all.
In Carlos's eyes, Medivin is simply ruined.
"Do you believe in fate?"
"I don't believe it."
"I believe it."
So after Carlos asked the question, Medivin replied like this.
"You've probably heard some of my past. I died, at the hands of Anduin. Then my mother resurrected me. Then I left Azeroth, and walked among the stars. It may have all happened to you just a decade ago, a few years ago, a few months ago, or maybe even a few days ago. But for me, it's a thing of the past. β
"Time Passes ......"
Carlos keenly grasped the crux of the matter.
"That's right, at this moment, I have already regained my strength, and I am far stronger than I was back then. But the more knowledge you have, the more you are in awe of the horror of fate. So I annihilated a star and drew the power to do a divination for myself, for Azeroth. β
"So...... The result? β
Carlos's voice trembled a little.
"Savior, my child."
Hey? It's not a bear child of light and darkness!
"I'm outside of the Great Barrier of Azeroth, and apart from those clones, I can't interfere too much with what happens on the planet Azeroth. But I have never forgotten my original intention, I have not forgotten my past failures, I have not forgotten my mother, my friend, my hometown. β
Medivan chose a relaxed position and continued.
"I already have the power, and if I could return to Azeroth, I dare say so: as long as I live, the Burning Legion will not set foot on this planet. But longer than life, I can't survive the Void Demon. So I began to search for the path to liberation. Finally, I got a clear revelation through divination. My child will be the last savior of Azeroth, able to drag Azeroth out of its doomed fate. β
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Carlos didn't know what to say.
"Do you believe it?"
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Carlos didn't know what to say.
"Actually, I don't believe it."
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The words were finished by Medivan, and Carlos had nothing to say.
"But it's better to have a goal than to be powerless."
You're the boss, you have the final say.
"So I'm really happy to have your unexpected visit. I'm willing to help you. β
"Help me get back to Azeroth?"
"Yes."
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The scene was suddenly awkward.
"I don't have a good memory, didn't you say it would be hard to send me back?"
"yes, it's hard, it's very hard, it's hard. But it's not impossible. β
Carlos silently watched Medivan pretend.
"Traveling between the stars, either through the portal or through the stars. The Great Barrier of Azeroth has long protected our world, and one of its greatest effects is to shield the teleportation from the outside world. The more powerful the being is to travel to Azeroth, and the more energy it will consume if it takes the teleportation route. Of course, this is nonsense, the point is that the more difficult it is to teleport and locate. β
Carlos really didn't understand what Madison was going around, and at the same time he was confused and wanted to singββββ be simpler, and the way he spoke was simpler.
"Your Excellency, Honorable Archmage, thank you for your selfless help, then, how can I cooperate with your efforts, and how do I need to compensate for your losses?"
Carlos interrupted Madison's tirade and asked in a sincere and sincere tone.
Then, Medivan finally had an unnatural look on his face.
It's a smile that sits somewhere between embarrassment and distraction.
"Just trust me."
Medivin reached out and patted Carlos on the shoulder.