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He didn't use spells to protect the book, probably because he felt that no spell was worthy of the book, the person and the things recorded in the book.

Egwen started in the middle.

When she was young and vigorous, she was also proud of this book, but now when she reads it again, she feels that every word is a great irony.

She thought she had made a great contribution, but in fact she had made the biggest mistake.

Instead of killing Sargeras, she allowed Sargeras to dominate her children and destroy the Council of Tirisfa, causing the Scourge to behold.

Egwen was not in the mood to read word by word.

She flipped through it casually and decided to close the book. But at this time, she suddenly noticed that on the title page of the book, there was a line of words.

It was a line of handwritten words, stroke by stroke, very seriously.

"My mother, Magna Egwene."

Egwene never cried.

She had never cried since she became the next Guardian of the Council of Tirispha, as she believed that crying was a sign of weakness, and she was undoubtedly the strongest woman Azeroth had ever seen.

At least that's what she thinks.

She thought she was strong enough, she was strong enough.

But in fact, this is not the case.

When he saw this, Egwen's eyes moistened.

Tears didn't come out of her eyes, that's not her style.

A little tear rolled in his eyes, and Egwene reached out and rubbed his hand over the line.

Egwene is a very special person.

She was sent to the Council of Tirisfa at an early age, when she was too young, and her father and mother did not leave much impression on her.

By the time she had grown up and become a guardian, her ordinary parents had passed away, and that little impression was gone.

When the news of her parents' death reached the Council of Tirisfar, Egwen didn't cry, or even have much sadness.

This does not mean that she is a strong person, but at least it shows that she is an indifferent person.

Mage is a somewhat impersonal profession, people who study magic all day long, don't care much about feelings, most mages do, and Egwen is just one of them.

When Egwene grew up, she quickly became a legendary female mage, when she was still a young girl.

Without a doubt, she is the most gifted female mage ever seen by humanity.

She looked down on no one, including the Archmage who would later become her husband, Neras Elam.

There is not much true affection between her and Neras.

She approached and seduced Neras just because Neras was strong and good enough, and she hoped that she could use the genes of the two of them to give birth to the best child.

That was later Madison.

After Medivan was born, she had no feelings for Nalas, and she had no feelings for this newborn child, so she left immediately, just sealing most of the guardian power in her body in the newborn Medivan.

She had been a Guardian for too long, tired and tired, and didn't want to do it anymore, and she didn't want to return the power of the Guardian to the Council of Tirisfar, so she willfully gave birth to a son and made him a Guardian.

She had never thought that that child was still so young, how could he have the ability to control such a powerful and terrifying guardian power?

Tragedy arose when Medivan was still very young.

Unable to control the power in his body, Medivan suddenly fell unconscious, and that power killed Nelas, who rushed to hear the news, and the young Medivan lost his father and Egwen lost her husband.

Hehe.

About Egwene never recognized Nellas as her husband.

How can such an excellent person as her have a husband?

Who is worthy of her?

Even Sargeras was killed by her!

Egwene blinked, tears finally not falling.

But it was the first time she had cried in hundreds of years.

Because of the sentence that Medivan wrote on the title page of "The Song of Egwen".

It is conceivable that when Medivan read "The Song of Egwen" over and over again, and finally wrote down that sentence, his heart was already full of pride.

The battle outside the door was nearing its end, and a secret door slowly opened in the innermost part of the library, on the wall near the inner staircase.

An illusory figure stepped out.

It was an undead.

Egwene was the most powerful human mage ever, and even in the midst of this sad mood and chaotic memories, her spiritual power still enveloped the entire library, paying attention to everything here.

No movement could escape her perception.

"Undead?"

"Very powerful arcane energy fluctuations!"

"But no death energy fluctuations?"

"A strange undead!"

"A necromancer with extremely strong spell-casting abilities!"

"How dare you appear in front of my eyes?"

"Look for death!"

When sensing the existence of the undead, Egwene didn't even raise his head, and directly took out the staff of Elunis Protector and cast an extremely powerful arcane magic.

A bolt of lightning that could destroy everything.

If it was any other time, she would be merciful, trapping the other party first to see what it was.

But now, because of Medivan's words, she is in a very bad mood, so she doesn't plan to stay.

As soon as the lightning bolt was unleashed, Egwene began to prepare a second spell.

In her perception, the other party was a legendary-level necromancer, and her first spell was enough to severely damage it, but not enough to kill it.

But the unexpected happened.

That necromancy spell was not resisted at all.

He didn't cast any spells, neither escaped with flashes, nor resisted with protective spells, nor offset with transformational spells.

He allowed lightning to strike his undead body, causing his little remaining soul to slowly dissipate.

Egwene was a little surprised, and a little mocking.

She thought to herself, that necromancer had probably been dead for too long, and his brain was so funny that he didn't even know how to resist.

In this case, it is also painful for him to stay in this world, so it is better to be kind and send him free!

A more powerful orb of arcane energy, condensed at the head of the staff.

A barrage of arcane missiles is ready to go.

At this moment, Egwene suddenly heard a shout.

"Magna ......"

The voice was full of warmth, and it sounded very strange, but it was inexplicably familiar.

Egwene stopped casting the spell in confusion and looked up.

Then she opened her mouth, and the tears that had never been shed came out of her eyes at this moment.

"Neras!" (To be continued.) )