Magna Egwene clutched her neck, she was almost out of breath.

Her straight back began to squeeze a little, her blonde hair turned wilted white, and her smooth skin was wrinkled...... The magic of eternal beauty has failed, and now she is a real old woman.

She didn't have any strength, and she had almost lost all of her magic!

She watched as "Medivan", no, Sargeras, walked past her.

……

The moment Sargeras stepped out of the study, a thin body suddenly stood in front of him.

It's Moros...... The timid and eccentric old butler had two more rusty blades in his hand, which he had gotten out of nowhere.

"Who are you?" Moros roared in a hoarse voice.

"It's me, Moros, your master Medivan!" Sargeras said with a smile.

"No, you're not...... I heard it outside the door! Moros's hoarse voice was a little crying: "What happened to your master, demon?" ”

"You mean the poor mage!" Sargeras's face changed, and he said mockingly: "He is crying helplessly in the corner of my soul now, and it won't be long before I can devour him completely......"

Moros's hand was trembling slightly.

"Get out of the way, Morros!" Sargeras ordered, "I can spare your life." ”

"Never ......," the old butler roared angrily, "I will kill you, demon!" ”

His speed was so fast that his body almost disappeared into the shadows......

As Carlin had guessed before, Moros was no ordinary old man. Before Medivan was born, he was an excellent thief as a follower of Egwene.

However, Sargeras only smiled disdainfully, and without hesitation, he reached out in the shadows and grabbed the old butler's neck at once.

Moros kept struggling, swinging his short blade forward, but he couldn't hurt his opponent for half a point.

Sargeras's hand strained slightly, and only a crisp sound could be heard......

The old butler's body was thrown aside by him.

However, Sargeras, who had killed the killer, suddenly covered his head, and a painful look appeared on his face.

"Damn it!" He growled.

"Moros!" A shrill cry.

Cook the cook rushed over, twisted her chubby waist, and ran to the old butler's corpse, tears pouring out of her eyes.

"Moros, what's wrong with you, wake up......" she cried out.

Sargeras took two steps towards them with some difficulty.

"No...... Don't come here......" Cook crawled timidly behind her, holding a rusty blade of Moros in her right hand.

"Listen...... Cook ......" Sargeras gasped and said, "Leave Moros alone, get out of here, I'll give you an explanation later......"

"Don't kill me, demon!" Cook screamed in horror.

"Don't kill me!"

Moros's rusty blade plunged into her heart.

Out of extreme fear, she committed suicide......

"No!" Faced with the bodies of the two servants, Sargeras clutched his head tightly and ran out.

……

The nobles in the tower are partying in the opera hall.

As the song was played, the nobles began to dance...... For example, Miss Koira, who had hooked up with Carlin before, had already taken Duke Christine's shoulder; And the "mature" lady Katrina is now talking to Duke Robin intimately.

There was an ambiguous breath in the air.

But when a figure stepped onto the opera stage, all the nobles stopped their movements.

He wore a gray cape, a black hood, and a slightly older face under the hood......

"It's an astral mage!" A nobleman shouted.

"Lord Medivan!"

"Oh my God, I'm so close to the most powerful mage in this world!"

The nobles whispered...... However, no one noticed that Medivan's face was a little pale; No one noticed that his shadow was unusually tall, and even had two horns on his head.

"Everyone!" Medivin said with a smile, his face full of kindness and politeness: "Welcome to Karazhan!" ”

The nobles cheered.

Medivan raised his hand and motioned for everyone to be quiet: "In order to thank you all for visiting, I have specially prepared a gift for each of you. ”

"What's so embarrassing about that......

"Astral Mage, you're so polite!"

"I don't think so!"

That being said, the eyes of every nobleman were full of longing...... What would be the Astral Mage's gift? Powerful magic scrolls, fun magic items, or precious magic materials......

One thing is for sure, though, anything that an astral mage can pull out will be of great value to them.

Duke Christine had already taken the lead on the opera stage, and as the highest nobleman here, he had this privilege; Of course, he did not forget to take Miss Koira's tender little hand.

"Astral Mage, you are truly generous...... Duke Christine said, thinking of himself as a gentleman.

Duke Christine's words were not finished......

Medivin looked at the two nobles in front of him, and a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This gift is ...... Death! ”

His two hands turned into two huge claws, which pierced both Duke Christine and Miss Koira in the chest.

Blood splattered the entire opera stage......

"Ahh The whole hall was in chaos, witnessing the tragedy on the opera stage, all the nobles fled desperately, including the opera troupe actors on the opera stage.

Madison ...... No, Sargeras savored the fears of these mortals with pleasure.

He lifted Etiyès, and dark green flames appeared at the top of the staff and spread out to every corner of the hall.

"Ahh Countless nobles, burning in flames, struggling in pain.

"This rich vitality is really delicious!" Sargeras shouted under his breath.

His pale face seemed to ease a little.

"Wait......" He was stunned for a moment.

"Interesting!" A smile tugged at the corner of Sargeras's mouth: "My dear assistant seems to have caused me a little trouble!" ”

……

Carlin stood in a pool of demonic blood.

These demons could have been a blessing for Sargeras, but now they're dead.

Hearing footsteps above the cellar, the expression on Carlin's face became solemn.

In addition to the sound of footsteps, there was suddenly some applause.

The owner of the footsteps and applause appeared in front of him, it was "Medivan......

"Medivan" smiled and applauded, and said, "Good job, Carlin." You've surprised me! ”

Looking at the corpses of demons everywhere, there seemed to be no anger on the face of this demon king, but a kind of appreciation.