This spell is very powerful, you stand here, don't move, I'll summon an illusion. ”

Merry begins to cast a spell.

The magic array emitted a magnificent and soft light, and powerful mana began to operate in the array. Like a rainbow on the surface of the water gently swaying with the waves, the surging arcane energy condensed in the magic circle, converging into a magic ball the size of a head.

This is the center of magic control, and as long as the caster is not in trouble, it can quickly respond to commands and change the effect of magic.

Established magical effects.

"I'm going to see the vision of Egwene and Sargeras fighting, and it's in this tower. Find it and bring it over! Merry gave the order.

Even with Merry's ability, he couldn't embody the battle back then, because the two beings involved in it were existences that he couldn't look up to. The battle between those two beings was a confrontation of the energy of the near gods, and Merry could not embody such an illusion.

Only Medivan can.

Medivin had embodied that battle, and since that illusion had appeared, it must have remained in Karazhan. Because this is the intersection of time and space, the convergence of energy, there are countless spell echoes here, and it is difficult to find it alone.

"The Song of Egwen" is the medium, and it should have been this book used as a medium for Mediven to cast a spell many years ago. Only with this medium, coupled with a powerful magic array, Merry can find that illusion.

And Khadgar was able to find that illusion more than ten years ago, relying on a long period of preparation, as well as ...... A little luck.

I don't know when, the wind started.

Karazan is protected by a spell enchantment, and the library is even more sealed, making it impossible for the wind to blow.

There's an icy chill in the wind, that's the wind from Northrend, they've been brought to Northrend?

No, it was a spell that brought Northrend here.

Then, the surrounding scene began to change drastically into Northrend, and they came to Northrend, Northrend where Maddie Stationery appeared.

The white plains covered in silver, goose feathers and heavy snow fell in the sky, and the temperature dropped to at least minus 20 degrees, and even Jiang Zai felt the biting cold, because he was still wearing single clothes.

The cold wind howled, like a ghost crying wolf.

The exhaled breath condensed into ice crystals, but fortunately, no one who came here was afraid of the cold......

Wait, cold?

Jiang Zai took a deep breath.

Isn't it an illusion, and you can still feel cold? Isn't it an illusion, but a reality?

"Don't think too much, don't talk, don't do it at any time."

Merry's voice rang out: "Whatever you see, don't make any moves, we're just going to take a look." Medivan is remarkable, it's not an illusion, it's not a reality. We're actually taking a risk, because ...... Egwen and Sargeras, discover us! ”

At the same time, the voice of the little madness sounded in Jiang Zai's mind: "This is 'real illusion', 'illusory reality'. Everything here can be true or fake. There is a convergence of the forces of time and space, you are equivalent to travelers in time and space, but you are not real travelers, you cannot have an impact on everything here, you are just pure observers. ”

Is that all?

But since it was Medivan who made it, then the equally powerful Egwene and Sargeras can actually discover their existence, can't they?

Madean almost exclaimed, it was all more than he could have imagined, even with his talent and intelligence, it would have taken decades to reach the level of understanding such a spell, but Merry stopped him.

Jiang Zai looked around.

To the right is a forest that the blizzard has almost buried and turned into a sparkling snow tree.

In the distance on the left was a shining white peak, it was ice, and the huge ice layer attached to the cliff was like some invisible hand leading a river here and then frozen. The glacier stood tall like the peaks of Dalaran, a few tiny black dots moving in white, and it was either an eagle or a falcon, which seemed so small on the giant iceberg.

Just by looking at Jiang Zheng, it can be seen that this is the northern part of the Dragon Bone Wilderness, and not far from it is the legendary "Tomb of Galakron", the place where the ancient ancestor dragon fell.

In the distance is Icecrown Glacier, only Icecrown of course, there is no Icecrown Fortress, and the Lich King does not exist.

In front of him was a ravine, where an army was on a long journey.

The soldiers stepped through the snow and stepped on the black soil beneath their feet, leaving a sinuous inky trail behind them.

It is a group of red-skinned demons with demonic horns on their heads and some with thick fleshy wings on their backs.

They were hunters, and at the front of the group, the leader demon, held aloft a long wooden pole with a huge dragon head hanging from the top.

It's the dragon's head!

They're hunting dragons!

These demons have wounds on their bodies, and they are very serious. They hunt dragons, but dragons are not easy to deal with, and it is estimated that they have killed and injured many demons in each hunt.

There was a slight sound behind him, Jiang Zai turned his head, only to realize that there was someone behind him.

With his perceptual ability, he didn't realize that there was someone behind him until now!

It was a woman, her body exuding a blue and white light, it was the magic aura emitted by the arcane energy on her body, this aura was far more powerful and dazzling than all the aura Jiang Zai had ever seen, it was unimaginable.

She wore a silver-white robe woven with metal threads, not a robe but a robe, which made her look more like a ranger or warrior than a mage, and of course the robe was engraved with all kinds of intricate and mysterious spell runes, as was the white cloak on her back.

The cape was hooded, the green silk lining was faintly visible, and the silver-brimmed hood tightly covered her blonde hair, and the white outfit cleverly concealed her in the snow.

She stood quietly on the cliff, and it seemed that the cold weather had not affected her. In fact, even if she is in the lava or the icefall, it will definitely not affect her, the elemental must be obedient by her side, and the ice and snow and flames must also serve her.

She wore an emerald necklace around her neck, glowing a blurry green, as beautiful as her eyes, as brilliant as an emerald washed with alcohol, as serene and majestic as the sea after a storm.

When he was still in Hyjal Mountain, Jiang Zai had seen similar eyes, which were Medivan's eyes.

But Medivan was more serious and deeper, and these eyes were more radiant.

Medivan, who has experienced the baptism of time, looks more like an elder, a prophet, and the one in front of him, even if he has lived for more than a hundred years, is still a young woman, a passionate and rebellious girl.

She is Medivan's mother, Egwen, the closest mage to God in legend.

Not one of them! /8_8301/