"Welcome to Karazhan from afar. "A dignified-looking middle-aged human, speaking a standard lingua franca, welcomes Izzy and the others.

Izzy and Lantriso looked at each other with a blank look, not quite understanding what was going on.

Izzy never thought that they would be treated so politely when they arrived in Karazhan, and he was ready to break into the Dragon Pool and enter the tiger's den.

"Distinguished guests, you seem to be confused, the Astral Archmage has long told me your story, and I regret what happened to you. ”

Izzy thought for a moment and replied, "Uh, thank you?"

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Morros, the Grand Butler of Karazan. ”

Izzy was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said: "Hello, Karazan's great butler Moros, my name is Izzy, Nagnosh Izzy, the great chief of the orc tribe, you can call me Izzy, this is my adjutant Rantreso Fireblade, his lingua franca is not very good, I may not be able to communicate with you for the time being, please forgive me." ”

Moros looked surprised, Izzy's self-introduction didn't match his orc's rough physique, he looked polite and his tone was very polite.

To be honest, Moros was not optimistic about these orcs in animal skins at first, but Izzy's performance couldn't help but impress him, and Moros thought in his heart:

"Maybe they're not as savage as they seem, at least their leader seems polite. ”

Moros, who had a good first impression of Izzy, said with a smile: "It's still not convenient to talk outside, but distinguished guests, please come in." ”

Izzy translated Moros's words to Rantreso, who immediately grabbed Izzy's shoulder and said, "Well, I think it's a trap, or I'll stay outside and wait for you, and if you don't come back, we won't be wiped out, right?"

After listening to this, Izzy glanced at Lanteriso with disdain, and muttered in a low voice, "Cowardice!" With that, Izzy entered Karazhan with a new female soldier of the Glory Vanguard.

For this place, Izzy has a deep memory, because he has been here many times, of course, it was in the game, and this is the first time after the crossing, but speaking of which, the real Karazan is still different, Izzy feels more real, and this tower makes Izzy feel very ..... Infinitesimal?

At the top of the tower, the arcane energy visible to the naked eye forms a huge arcane vortex, constantly converging the raging arcane energy into the tower.

How powerful that energy was, how insignificant the power of the individual was in the face of it, that's how Izzy felt right now.

Moros seemed to relieve Izzy's pressure and spoke to him: "Welcome to Karazhan, although it is rumored that after entering Karazhin, you may never be able to go out, but it is all rumors, this is a good place, you will definitely feel at home." ”

Listening to Moros's words, Itch's walking steps stiffened, and he asked:

"Where's the Astral Archmage, is there anything he's looking for me?"

"Oh, I don't know much about Medivan's intention for inviting you, but he has been telling the story of your race a lot lately, and he admires your race's actions against evil, perhaps out of admiration and sympathy for your race, the Astral Archmage wants to help you, as for Medivan, where is the Medivan?"

Moros raised his finger and pointed upwards, and Izzy looked up to see that it was a spiral staircase, and it towered like a tower, with no end in sight.

"Oh, Shet!" Izzy couldn't help but explode and asked, "Do you have a mobile facility like an elevator here?"

Moros glanced back at Izzy and smiled like a demon in Ich's eyes.

In the end, Izzy followed Moros step by step up this seemingly endless spiral staircase, which also allowed Izzy to verify one thing.

It turns out that his elemental body can also be tired into a dog.

It's like Izzy has walked the entire ascent of Mount Everest in one go, with a fire in his throat and a splitting headache in his head.

Moros looked at the panting Izzy and said, "Take a deep breath, so you'll feel better." ”

With inhuman eyes, Izzy glanced at Moros, who was not blushing and out of breath, and sighed in his heart:

"Nima, my elemental body is about to explode when he climbs the stairs, this person looks like he doesn't feel anything at all, is he a human after all?"

Thinking so, Izzy stretched out his hand to signal that he needed to take a break, and he held on to a large crystalline pillar and gasped for breath, passing by the hall they had arrived.

This is supposed to be a library, but unlike ordinary libraries, this is a magical library! Countless huge bookshelves, like soap bubbles blown by children, float in the air in a haphazard manner.

Izzy saw two huge bookshelves collide, and the books in the shelves were shaken out, but they flew back by themselves like homecoming bees.

All in all, Izzy felt that poverty limited his imagination, and that the arcane energy was mostly "inhumane", and that building a library would be so mysterious.

"Organic life detected with clearance level 1 and zero threat to the target. A mechanical-sounding voice suddenly came from above Izzy's head, startling him, and Izzy took three steps back, looked up, and exclaimed:

"What the hell?"

It was only then that Izzy realized that the crystal pillar he was holding on to was actually the foot of a giant construct.

Moros smiled and explained, "Oh, this is an arcane guard made by an Astral Archmage, his name is the Curator, and he is responsible for cleaning up the garbage in the library. ”

"Haha, it turns out that when we were in Karazhan to open up the wasteland, the curator treated our group of people as garbage. ”

Thinking like this, Izzy couldn't help but laugh, Moros didn't quite understand why Izzy was laughing, but he still led Izzy up and on.

It wasn't long before Moros walked out of the hall with Izzy again, and this time Moros didn't go any further, he made a "please" gesture to Izzy and stopped outside the door.

Knowing that Medivan was inside, Izzy took a deep breath, cheered himself up, and walked in as if he had walked into a tiger's den.

Walking into the hall, Izzy looked intently and found that he was very familiar with this hall, it was the chess hall, a very interesting boss battle room in Karazan, the center of the hall was a huge chess board, and the chess pieces on both sides were very vividly composed of stone statues of orcs and humans.

"Looks like you've made the right choice, Great Chief of the Orcs. ”

Medivan's voice came directly across from Izzy, and when Izzy looked up, Medivan was sitting in an ornate chair, staring at himself condescendingly, like a chess player looking at a chess piece.

Izzy smiled bitterly and said, "I just chose the only way to live, anyway, thank you, stranger, you haven't told me who you are until now, although your butler has revealed a lot of information about you to me, but if you can, please introduce yourself, by the way, what do you want?"

Listening to Izzy's words, Medivin laughed and said, "Who am I? What am I called? It doesn't matter, as for what I want?"

Medivan thought for a moment, showed a distorted-looking smile, and said, "What I want is real peace!"