Chapter 245: The Last Guardian

"What shall I call you?"

"Great-mage? Prophet? Still is...... The Last Guardian? ”

"Your Excellency Medivan!"

"Like I said, it's just a name." Don's inquiry made the last guardian Medivan smile at Don knowingly, took off the hood that covered his face, and a pale and thin, stubble face appeared in front of everyone: "Just call me Medivan." ”

This prophet, who has always seen the beginning and the end of the dragon, frankly admitted Old Tang's "guess" in front of everyone. As soon as Medivan's words fell, the paladin Duke Leorik, who was still standing behind him just now, had instantly distanced himself from him, and re-grasped the generalissimo's sword and waited for him.

Although Medivan's identity is not well known in the upper circles, it is also thunderous. And he opened the dark gate to guide the orcs to invade the Eastern Kingdom, and directly led the "great achievements" of World War I and World War II, let alone a secret at the top of the alliance.

It's just that despite the prestige of this mysterious guardian, his true face is revealed. With the exception of the late King of Lane and the Duke of Lothar, the most powerful Assassin Galona who has disappeared, and his former disciple, Khadgar, who followed the sons of Lothar on their expeditions to the Outlands, few people in the world of Azeroth knew what this low-key Guardian looked like.

And now, such a mysterious legend who has repeatedly changed the world situation and the wheel of history has suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and it is no wonder that Duke Leorik is cautious and vigilant.

What's more, in the hearts of Duke Leorik and the older generation of Alliance generals, this unfathomable mage is as synonymous with "danger" as the orcs. The blood feud of countless Alliance warriors, especially the assassination of King Lane, also has a blood debt to recover from this changeable Guardian......

The alliance leaders who only knew one of them, and the other did not know that the reason why this guardian's temperament had changed drastically was because his soul had been intertwined with the Burning Legion's boss Fallen Titan Sargeras, fighting and suppressing each other...... Therefore, many of the sins created by Sargeras eventually fell on this close friend of King Lane and Duke of Lothar, which is difficult to argue.

Among the many radical League generals, Medivan, the "traitor" who colluded with the orcs to betray the race, was even more hated by them than the orcs themselves. Therefore, at this moment, it is not difficult to understand Duke Leoric's wariness and hatred towards Medivan, and even praise Duke Leoric's sanity and alertness. Otherwise, if it were the "iron-fisted king" of later generations, Varian would probably have drawn his sword and charged without saying a word at this moment......

Medivan frowned slightly, and Duke Leorik, who had a stern expression, showed a calm faint smile, and he didn't care about the alienation of this human marshal. Even if he knew about the misunderstandings about himself that were being passed on among the upper echelons of the Alliance, he didn't explain them at all.

Those who are clear are self-purifying, and those who are turbid are self-turbid.

Facts speak louder than words, and actions will always be more credible than pale words.

As a truly knowledgeable and wise man, Medivan naturally understands this profoundly.

At this moment, the guardian no longer paid attention to the reactions of others, but slightly narrowed his eyes full of wisdom and wisdom and looked at the burly and sturdy old Tang with interest, and after a long time, he said in a calm tone with a hint of surprise:

"Good's Titan Power* Terror Totem, the youngest patriarch of the Shuharu Terror Totem Clan, a disciple of the Minotaur Chief Kane Bloodhoof, the nephew of the heroic shaman Margasa* Terror Totem, commander of the Minotaur and Dragonwrestling Legion, and a high-ranking Overseer......"

In the surprised expressions of Lao Tang and the people in the field, Medivin said the general information of Lao Tang like a few treasures:

"The strength is amazing, the martial arts are strong, and the courage is good at fighting. He is one of the most outstanding rising stars of the younger generation...... The Wrestling Legion with Dragons under his command is an emerging Minotaur ace unit, and it has made many achievements......"

"Rising in the 5,000-year-old Centaur War, I suspect that I have an unusually 'forward-looking' vision...... Not... Am I right? ”

Looking at Old Tang's slightly stunned expression, the corners of Mai Diwen's mouth curled slightly, accurately announcing Old Tang's detailed information. In the end, he deliberately added a vague tone to the word "forward-looking", as if to wake up Old Tang, his other identity, Medivan is not ignorant.

"Hmm... I can't say it in such detail myself~~" The cheeky old Tang was not embarrassed by Medivan's almost praiseful description, but touched his nose in the admiring, surprised, and disbelieving eyes of the people around him.

To be honest, Don was not surprised that he was able to attract Medivan's attention.

Today's minotaurs are no longer as weak as they were when they were almost wiped out in their previous lives, and can only be attached to the protection of the orcs, but are among the most powerful forces in ancient Kalimdor. Medivan, a 10,000-year-old technographer, wants to unite the major forces of Kalimdor to resist the invasion of the Burning Legion, so naturally he will not skip the Minotaurs.

As the external representative of the Minotaur clan in recent years, the most active old Tang will naturally enter the sight of this last guardian. Old Tang was just surprised that Medivan would know his resume so clearly.

"You see, I don't know anything about you, and I've even put some effort into it." Facing Old Tang's gaze that stared at him tightly, the smile on the corner of the mouth of Medivan, who was dressed in a black robe, was even stronger, and after observing his outfit again, he asked with some doubts: "I'm just curious, you should have never seen me, but how did you recognize my identity at a glance?" ”

"Well, Lord Medivan, you should know Mother Earth, right? You can take this as a gift from Mother Earth~! A sly smile hung on the corner of Old Tang's mouth, and after once again pushing an inexplicable question onto Mother Earth, he continued: "Just as you will collect my information, I am also very curious about the whereabouts of some 'peers'......"

As soon as Old Tang's words fell, Medivin and Old Tang, the two gods of "one true and one false", "one big and one small", looked at each other and smiled, and they were all silent......

During the conversation between Don and Medivan, Prince Kael'thas had already arrived on the sidelines with hundreds of blood elven mages, and behind them was a frown, followed by a sad-looking Gianna Proudmoor. And after ordering a blood elf mage to stand by in the terror totem sentry, the handsome and elegant elf prince had already strolled to Old Tang's side, cautiously taking stock of the surrounding situation and atmosphere.

Out of the corner of Don's eye, it was clear that when Kael'thas found the figure of Hell Roaring standing on the other side of Old Don's burly body, his brows furrowed slightly, and the expression of disgust and doubt on his face disappeared for a moment, and of course the expression of Hell Roar on the other side was not much better......

While lamenting that this friend's moody and temperamental Qi cultivation kung fu has made great progress, Old Tang also began to have a headache about how to help eliminate hatred between orcs and blood elves and establish communication and trust.

However, in order to wait for Old Tang to open his mouth to "introduce each other" to the two, he finally noticed that Kael'thas suddenly changed his face in Medivancunzài, and his whole body instantly tensed like a leopard ready to hunt, and he was ready to fight, and asked in a whisper in Old Tang's ear:

"Enemies?"

"A big man, but not an enemy!" Hearing the elven prince's inquiry, Old Tang shook his head and replied quietly.

Seeing Old Tang shaking his head, Kael'thas obviously breathed a long sigh of relief and stretched his body slightly, but the whole person still cautiously maintained a posture that could fight at any time. After carefully looking at Medivan for a while, the elf prince reminded Old Tang in a stern tone: "It's best not to be an enemy of him, we are not opponents!" ”

Compared to Old Tang, an arcane layman, the elven prince, who is a hero-level archmage, can undoubtedly feel the unimaginable power of the prophet Medivan more clearly! None of the people present felt the feeling of powerlessness in the face of Medivan more deeply than Kael'thas did.

Kael'thas is invincible in the Arcane realm of his fame-known stunt in the face of other spellcasters and even fellow hero-level masters, but in front of the man in black in front of him, the elven prince's intuition tells him that even if his own arcane control is in front of this person, it is just a child's play, and he can't even hold up a move...... It was precisely because of this time that Prince Fine's face changed greatly when he first discovered Medivan's figure......

It is the feeling of powerlessness and frustration that arises when facing an enemy that is difficult to confront ......

As the last Guardian, there is no doubt that Medivan's true strength is absolutely unimaginably strong, and perhaps far superior to most demigods! This can be seen from the fact that this mysterious prophet was able to control the almost invincible orc god of war as soon as he made a move!

As the god of war of the orcs, Grom * Hell Roar has fought against almost all the strong men of World War I and World War II, and has never tasted defeat! Every time the blood roar is waved in his hand, a blood-colored war song will be played on the battlefield, and the hell roar charge is pointed at, and no one can stop it!

As for in Lao Tang's previous life, the record of this orc god of war who drank the blood of demons again was even more impressive!

King of the Jungle, son of the White Demigod and Moon Goddess Elune, the Immortal Cenarius was killed by his axe; The strongest Abyss Lord, Maronos, the lieutenant of Sargeras, was killed by the glorious and self-redeeming blow of the orc god of war...... In a certain sense, it would not be an exaggeration to call Grom*Hell Roar the strongest of mortals!

And it was this orc god of war, who could be called the strongest among mortals, who was forcibly controlled by Medivan's magical spell for thirteen seconds!

How powerful is that?

You must know that the masters are competing for only one line, and the difference of one second can already make the ending very different, let alone a full thirteen seconds?

Even though the current Hell's Roar is deeply engulfed by the blood of demons, and is painfully weak, Medivan's strength is still something to look up to!

Looking at Kael'tham's obviously relaxed body, Old Tang's chest warmed.

Obviously, Kael'thas didn't recognize the last Guardian, and when he just faced the powerful Medivan, Kael'thas still stood by Don's side with a clear banner, ready to support and fight side by side, which was almost an unreserved trust in Don.

Don't say how moved the old Tang as a party was in his chest, even the hell roar on the side, who obviously had no good impression of the elven prince, bowed slightly when he saw Kael'thas 's unwavering moves, and his impression of this "little white face" changed greatly......

patted the elf prince on the shoulder, although the old Tang did not say a word, he had already made up his mind in his heart to reconcile the contradiction between the blood elves and the orcs even if he left his old face, and firmly tied the blood elves to the iron warship of the tribe.

As a traverser, Old Tang's behavior is inevitably somewhat utilitarian, and sometimes he doesn't even care about playing some despicable means for the benefit of the Minotaur clan. But having seen the indifferent society in his previous life, Lao Tang also attaches more importance to sincere friendship!

If it is said that Old Tang would have reservations about helping Kael'thas and the Blood Elves just to win over allies, it was because Old Tang wanted to use the Blood Elves to enhance the strength and voice of the Minotaurs, as well as a trace of regret for the tragic fate of the prince. So today, Kael'thas has completely won the friendship of Don by this unintentional move!

And anyone who is really regarded as a brother and friend by Lao Tang will do his best if he is in trouble, even if he goes to the soup. It can be said that from today onwards, Kael'thas has become one of Don's most trusted brothers, along with the facial paralysis man and the violent cow. As long as Don doesn't die, he will never let the brother Kael'thas repeat the mistakes of the past, and the tragedy will end!

"Looks like everyone is here."

Although the conversation between Don Sr. and Kael'thas was deliberately kept low, it was not at all secret before Medivan. However, the whispers of the two of them glanced at the two of them with a light smile and in order to cause the displeasure of the mysterious guardian, and after nodding at Old Tang, Medivan glanced at the audience and said loudly: "I hope you can put aside your prejudices and hatred for a while, sit down calmly before this crisis, and have a good talk!" ”

"Your choice will affect the safety of the whole world!"

After that, Medivan looked at Old Tang again regardless of whether everyone agreed or not, and said calmly: "Goode, as the master, can you provide a place for the leaders to talk?" ”

"No problem!"

Old Tang nodded in agreement, gave a whistle, and then gestured to the "tonnage" in the outpost. I saw that the soldiers of the legion who were tightly arrayed had to give way to a passage between them. And Old Tang bowed slightly at Medivan and the generals and leaders, and made a gesture of please!

Medivan bowed in return and took the lead, Hellroar put away his blood roar and strode away after seeing Old Don's color, while Duke Leoric and Gianna glanced at each other and quickly followed, leaving only Old Don and Kael'thas to stay behind.

"That human mage is very strong!" The elven prince, who deliberately slowed down, waited for the others to walk away, and with a puzzled expression, he pulled Old Tang and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Medivan!" Old Tang was not ambiguous, and simply said the identity of this hidden prophet. Then he carefully looked at the elf prince's expression: "You should know his details, right?" ”

"Guardian of Tirisfa?" Kael'thas had a look of sudden realization on his face, and nodded, "No wonder! ”

Looking at the elven prince's cautious expression, Old Tang's face also became stern, and after being silent for a long time, Old Tang finally asked the doubt in his chest: "What is the strength of this guardian?" How does it compare to you? ”

"Not at all at all!"

Hearing Don's inquiry, Kael'thas lowered his head and muttered for a moment, as if he was thinking carefully about the comparison. It wasn't until the two of them had already taken a few steps that the elven prince raised his head again and replied in a solemn tone:

"His strength should far exceed the boundaries of a legendary hero, stronger than many immortals... I can't even figure out the upper limit of his strength...... If we do it, the two of us won't have the slightest chance of winning together......"

"Not the slightest chance of winning? Not an opponent? ”

Looking at the elven prince's dejected and frustrated expression, Lao Tang smiled, and spoke easily in the elven prince's puzzled expression. Then the corners of his mouth outlined a confident and unruly smile, and he proclaimed in a tough tone:

"Just now!"

"Strong goals are meant to be surpassed! One day, he who thinks he is not an opponent will become him, not us! ”

Old Tang's unruly declaration made the elf prince walk out of that frustrated powerlessness, glanced up at Old Tang's confident and resolute expression, gave this friend a big roll of his eyes, and moved angrily;

"Should I praise you for your ambition and confidence, or should I ridicule you for your arrogance and ignorance?"

"So, Kyle, you can only be a mage! The true meaning of not being afraid of challenges and moving forward bravely, you can't understand it! Old Tang was not annoyed, shrugged his shoulders at the elven prince with a "disdainful" expression, and responded with a pretended sigh in a tone of "angry and indisputable":

"So in the world of our warriors, you, a mage, will never understand!"

"Don't talk to me, muscular guy!"

"Do you want to fight?"

"Come on, I'm afraid you won't make it...... How about you tell us about your story with that human female mage? ”

"Shut up, Goode, don't be nosy!"

"Don't be so shy, is it your old lover?"

"You've me off, Goode!

"Oh, is that annoying?"

"Flame Blast!"

"I'm rubbing, you're really ......"

"I've got it back! I really fought back! I'll rub, you're still coming...... Old Tang's laughter made the elf prince come out of his loss. Amid the laughter and scolding of Don and Kael'thas, the sun had sunset below the sea level in the west, and was sowing the last bit of light before nightfall.

And all of Azeroth is about to usher in the most terrifying darkness before dawn......

The fire of destruction of the Burning Legion has already sparked its first flames...... Q