After the fall of the Kenrito Council, just one day, the most powerful magical kingdoms in Azeroth, Quel'Salas and Dalaran, have undergone a drastic change, and the undead who were originally approaching these two kingdoms have suffered a devastating blow, only to be replaced by more ferocious and evil abyssal demons. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Dalaran's Castle, the alliance's former magical holy land, has now become a veritable demonic fortress, the original elegant and mysterious violet has been replaced by bloody purple red, and the light purple light on the surface of the tower exudes a dignified evil aura, and the residents of the city, the mages of Dalaran are also completely dominated by the bloody demonic aura, and the only thing they have in their eyes is the bottomless terrible** except for the coldness without a trace of mercy.

"The plane gate to Azeroth has been completely opened, and your master has also descended into this world, I think we people should lose their usefulness, what are you still looking for me to do?"

Modra's eyes had lost their luster at the moment, and he looked at the figure in front of him walking towards her step by step in a dull and unfocused manner.

As one of the founders of Kenrito, although Modra has been eroded by the desire for ** and magic, this does not mean that she has completely deviated from her previous outlook on life and worldview, and it does not mean that she will not care about the tragic deaths of Dryon and Kenrito Councillors one after another.

"Master? You seem to have misunderstood something. Ivey, oh no, it should be said that the high elf Ivey who used to be in this body has long since completely disappeared from this world, and now I am the **consciousness incarnation of Ive. ”

The corners of Ive's mouth outlined a slight arc, but the indigenous mages of the Azeroth plane had obviously never heard the word consciousness incarnation, looking at the puzzled look of the female mage in front of him, he continued: "You can understand it as a ** consciousness derived from a certain emotion of the ontology, my thoughts, emotions, and senses are completely connected to the ontology, and the me standing in front of you now is no different from me who came down through the gate of the plane yesterday." ”

"There is no difference, so does it mean that if you are killed, then your body will also die with it?"

Ivy chuckled at Mordra's words and shook his head: "Do you think that I, as a derivative of consciousness, may affect the main body, and the destruction of the body will have any substantial impact on me, of course, if you want to try it yourself, I don't have a problem, but I don't want the mage I need to become a puppet who will be resurrected by me after death." ”

"Heh, hehe, hahahaha, need? Crassus was forced away by you, Brandon and Anthony are dead, Kenrito is finished, I have destroyed Kenrito with my own hands for you, what else do you need me to do, are you reluctant to let me bring you fun......"

Seeing that Mordra seemed to be stimulated, in hysterical to almost neurotic laughter and screaming, the incomprehension, sadness and resentment in his heart were completely vented, Ivey didn't try to say anything, just quietly looked at the female mage in front of her, and waited for her hoarse voice before she said indifferently: "You still don't understand? ”

"Understood? I understand that my country, my world, and my life have been ruined by you, and what else do you want me to understand! ”

Facing this increasingly crazy female mage, the curvature of the corners of Ive's mouth became more and more obvious, but there was a faint hint of mockery in it: "Have you ever thought about what you want, what you are pursuing, and what is the truest voice in your heart!" ”

"Night elves are after nature, the High elves are for magic, orcs are for power, goblins are hungry for riches, and humans often seem to don't understand their own hearts, and of course I'll admit that this is why the deep and chaotic human mind is so fascinating. Modra, have you ever wondered what you want, what identity you want to be in this world, whether it is a glorious hero with high fame and glory, a ruler who controls supreme power, who has unparalleled power, or who breaks through the fog to explore the mysteries of magic? ”

Ivy paused for a moment and continued, "If you're looking for prestige, status, and wealth, then I can't say anything, but if you're looking for true power or magic, then I'm just going to remove the worthless things that have been holding your heart and listen to the true voice of your heart!" ”

People often can't distinguish the primordial ** of the self from the thoughts and hearts of the self, and the voice in Modra's heart, what else can there be besides the ** that has gradually invaded her heart, although the concept gradually cultivated in the past still exudes a strong sense of rejection, but the voice compiled by ** is faintly sounding in her heart.

What is Modra pursuing, glory and prestige? She never considered herself to be the kind of person who was hopelessly stubborn. Status and power? Coming from an aristocratic background, it was true that she had an extraordinary desire for it, but it was only a gradual habit, and what really drew her to Dalaran was the mysterious and powerful magic. The developed magical attainments that did not belong to this era had already made her distinguish mages from ordinary professionals in her heart.

Magic can give ordinary people unimaginable powers, can break through the fog of fate to the future, can show the power of the world to destroy enemies, can create water and food, and can resurrect people who have long died to give new life, casting an incomparably brilliant civilization. In Mordra's mind, this is simply a god's version of power, and at some point she even had the idea of what is the difference between her magical power and the so-called gods.

Is it a real power, or is it a mystery of magic? Although she still doesn't understand the real difference, one thing is certain, whether it is strength or magic skills, the blood-colored figure in front of her through the plane gate is much more than Dalaran, and even Azeroth, any existence she knows, so what is the source of the opposition in her heart at the moment?

Although Modra was extremely hated and repulsed in her heart, she didn't understand what this emotion came from at the moment, and after seeing her hesitation and confusion, Ivy nodded slightly: "It seems that you have understood what you are really pursuing, this is a good start, and now the only question is the real voice in your heart." ”

"It's not hard for me to guess what is bothering you right now, but are these factors really so important to you, Derlandon, Anthony and your former colleagues in Kenrito are some dead, but a larger part is still with you, remember when I first invited you to the manor, your attitude and mood towards illusion, just because of these stubborn rules and regulations, you want to give up those who support you, give up the real pursuit we have always had?"

Although the nonchalant tone of Derlandon and Anthony and the others made Mordra feel hatred and resentment, it was not so firm, although the doubts in it were so small that they could not affect her emotions at all, but Ivy knew very well what some doubts meant, he gently stroked the female mage's face with his left hand, and held it up to an angle sufficient for his eyes to look at each other: "I can tell you the true meaning of the word mage, they are swimming in the endless sea of stars, There are too many ways to achieve immortality across planes in pursuit of order and truth, time and space should not be an obstacle at all, answer me, do you want to build your own mage tower in the entire universe, have a long enough time to pursue what you want, sublimate your heart and consciousness, or for the so-called friendship of those who have your opinion, in just a few hundred years, turn into decay, and end your life with mediocrity and inaction. ”

"But ......"

Before Mordra's words could be spoken, his lips were gently blocked by two fingers: "I understand your current concerns, but please also think about yourself whether these orders that you have been following and upholding, are there really any reasons for their existence, such as the ** and ** in your mouth, what is the difference between each other, who defined it, and what substantial damage has been caused to you."

Order, always made by the superior, observance is only a compromise when you can not resist, you say that it is shameful to enjoy the pleasure of sex freely, it is wrong, but have you ever thought about the real meaning behind this order, it is not for the exclusive and domineering power of a certain pleasing person, you who used to be a human nobleman believe that you will not be strange to these, and you already have the answer in your heart. ”

This is the finger that has touched her body countless times in the past few years, bringing her endless pleasure and pleasure, and has died tragically for herself and her companions. Even when the whole world is about to face disaster, she can still think of this, she can't help but breed hatred and resentment for herself, knowing that this is wrong, and her heart is extremely hateful and repulsive, but she just can't help it, as the sexual consciousness in her mind is triggered, she even secretes some liquid between her legs, making the cloth that is only attached to the ** stains on it.

"To tell you a story that happened in another world, there was a high life form with great power, through a different way of mating than humans, enjoying the beauty of a beautiful noblewoman's body, and causing her to conceive her own offspring, but because of the different mating methods, and the offspring showed extraordinary talent and appearance, the noblewoman was not accused of betraying her husband, but also believed that she had received the highest grace and was honored as the Holy Mother, for which you can imagine in the kingdom of AzerothIf a woman were to become pregnant out of thin air and give birth to a child with an incomparably pure and powerful Light, how would she be treated and how would the churches react? ”

Silence, for the first time, Modra fell into a long silence, and Ivey further planted wavering and questioning in the silence: "Because of weakness, some life forms enjoy sexual pleasure is called ** or sin, because they are strong, so some life forms enjoy sexual pleasure is called grace, but is there any fundamental difference between the two?"

As for this world, the same is true, isn't the current Azeroth enslaved by the Titans, you must follow the rules they have made, otherwise you must be sanctioned by the Titans' slaves, guardian dragons, now it is nothing more than a change of order, only after becoming strong enough can you really control your own destiny, the only difference between us and the Titans is that the Titans are willing to let everything be under the rule of their order, while we believe that all order should come from the consciousness of the living beings themselves, So I'm willing to give you this opportunity, so that you Modra, can really take control of your own destiny, and now the question is only whether you are willing to seize this opportunity. ”

Looking at the female mage who was still silent, Ivy sighed lightly: "I am willing to give you plenty of time to think about it, but the only requirement is that this is the true answer in your Modra's heart, not the result of being controlled by those false orders............"

Although Mordra did not answer when Ivey gradually left, and finally disappeared completely from her sight, he was still silent, but the imprint called Scar was deeply engraved in her, and firmly controlled this confused mind, after all, how many people are willing to give up unimaginable huge benefits, and without any possibility of success, use their lives and everything to admit that what they are pursuing is wrong, most of the time, All one needs is a reason............