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Talia, who was stuck in her neck and unable to speak, had a glint of hope in her terrified eyes. She knew she wouldn't die so easily, Morag...... Morag was the one who loved her the most. She trembled, but tried to look at Morag with the most affectionate gaze, full of pleading

Morag said without being arrogant or humble: "I'm sorry for letting you have such a misunderstanding. But, after all, this is the result of three years of work. ”

"Yes," the man nodded. "I understand. But unfortunately, what if I had to do it. ”

"It's a bit presumptuous, but I hope you can give me a reason."

"Sure enough, the airborne superiors have no authority to speak." The man's flat tone didn't tell him to be emotional. "Morag, do you dare to say such a thing to Nefarian?"

Morage paused. "It's a faux pas."

"It seems that you had high expectations for this plan. Unfortunately, though, I just felt that this woman was making me uncomfortable. The man glanced at Talia. I don't embarrass you. If you're not willing to do it, then I'll do it. How is it? ”

Fear struck Talia again.

“…… Knowing the mistake in the next. Morag reached out and twisted Talia's jaw. A cloud of black smoke rolled out of his robe like a tentacle and deftly rolled into Talia's tongue, pulling it out with a delicate stroke. "How dare Lord Lao do it himself."

Blood spurted all over the ground, and Talia's face was contorted, her fingers desperately clutching at Morag's hands, her eyes cracked.

"You see, it's a lot quieter this way." The man looked satisfied.

"I hope your lord is right." Morag let go. Talia fell to the ground and rolled like crazy in pain. He didn't even look at it. "The king has great expectations for taking Stormwind."

"What he expects is what he expects." Men clearly don't care.

Morag took a deep breath. "I'll tell you the truth."

"Feel free," the man didn't take his vague warning to heart. "But until then, I'd love to see how far your interrogation has come after all these years."

"What do you mean?"

"What good does her look do to your plans?" The man asked rhetorically. "But she's still kind of useful, for you. Now I can tell you - what you just did saved yourself. Who do you think you can hide from those things you do? Fortunately, I already have a small agreement with Medivan - as long as the sanction of the culprit who has put him asleep for many years is satisfied, he naturally does not bother to pursue the rest. So, you understand what you should do, right? Of course, if you want to bear Medivan's wrath for her, you can simply give her a hard time. And then...... You're going to take my level in her place. But my torture wasn't very good. So, what do you think? ”

Talia heard this in agony, and struggled to crawl towards Morag, reaching for the corner of his coat, but Morag stomped on his hand. She wanted to speak, but she couldn't say a word.

Morag's voice was a little cold. "You work with Medivan? My lord, can I understand that you are the one who sabotaged my plans? Have you betrayed your king? ”

"As long as I achieve the goal, I will never use any means or means. How can you understand my actions at your level. If you have any doubts about me, just report back and tell me the truth. Well, so much nonsense. You can't move your hands yet. ”

"Yes." Morag finally bowed his head, and the sound almost made Talia faint.

Seeing that Talia was almost fainting, the man admonished.

"Oh, yes. Don't break her soul. ”

"Yes."

The next scene is like a hellish scene.

Blood splattered out, staining the ceiling carpet of the room a bewitching red.

But the man was calm. Medivan, who was drinking tea, was also calm. Medivan even ate two more cookies.

It wasn't until outside the window in the mirror that a violent noise suddenly sounded - what seemed to be a vision triggered by Medivan's awakening.

Morag finally stopped, and the Talia on the ground was no longer human, but there was still a strange trace of breath.

"Are you satisfied?"

"Okay, if I hadn't used time stagnancy, I guess she would have died. Hopefully your craft will be better next time. The man looked out the window at the vision. Let's stop there. It's cheap for her. ”

He stretched out his hand to Talia's broken body, and purple light spilled out of Talia's body, and he gathered it in his hand one by one.

Those halos eventually formed a small purple bead in his hand.

"Souls from another world." The man stared at the small soul stone in his hand. Then he turned to Medivan, and said with swarthy eyes as if he could see him, "I hope you will be satisfied." ”

He picked up the soul stone and made it look like he was stuffing it into something.

Obviously, there was only air, but little by little, the soul stone really disappeared as if it had been pushed somewhere.

Medivan's eyes moved slightly, and two dim green lights flashed in his eyes.

He reached out and stuck his finger out where the soul stone had disappeared in the mirror.

Miraculously, the place where his fingers poked into was only air, but when he stepped back, his fingertips appeared a little purple. The purple color became more and more obvious, and it was actually the soul stone that he took out little by little.

"Otherworldly souls...... Madven smiled, clenching the purple bead in his hand. Across the plane, he nodded at the man. "I have accepted your gift. As an opening, I'm satisfied. ”

In his green eyes, Simon's indifferent face was reflected.

It's just that those eyes are completely different from Simon's illusion of blue, they are a pair of black eyes like the deep night sky, and the pupils exude silver light, like the brightest star in the night sky, with an indifferent coldness.

Medivin looked at the expressionless face of the man opposite, as if he thought of the funny Simon he had seen, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the mirror, Morag had turned into a black shadow and disappeared again.

The man who looked like Simon stood up, his black sleeve robe rolled up, all the mirrors disappeared, and the room was once again darkened.

Medivan took the last sip of his tea, stood up lazily, and walked out of the room. He whispered to himself, "We'll meet again, I promise." ”

He chuckled lowly, stirring up countless tiny echoes in the dark and silent Karazhan.