In the vast river of Azeroth's magic, there may not be a better magic cultivator than Medivan.

The three cultivators of Ao Ice and Fire, and even the later Khadgar, were not as good as this magic pioneer.

He is the guardian of the continent of Azeroth, and like his mother, Egwen, he has always been in the shadows to maintain peace and order in the world. In the orthodox history of Warcraft, Medivin actually didn't have much of a record of fighting, but this time in order to stop Xue Huan, or the Dark Titan Sargeras's scheme, he had to take action.

The eyes under the dark cloak lit up, and with a softly chanted incantation, the staff of the Ethiès Guardian in Medivan's hand shimmered in two colors, blue and crimson, representing ice and fire.

"Drink !!"

Medivan let out a loud shout, and the two surging forces at the top of the staff fused together, turning into a terrifying elemental arrow, smashing towards Xue Huan like a meteor.

The speed of the elemental arrow was extremely fast, but Xue Huan had already been mentally prepared before this, and when he saw him roll over on his side, he skillfully avoided this blow.

But the ghouls behind him who were gnawing at the corpses were not happy, and the combined force of fire and frost directly engulfed the ghouls, and even the nearby houses were burned to ashes in this blazing flame.

What a terrifying elemental power!!

Xue Huan's heart was shocked, and his hand with frost sorrow couldn't help but tighten a little tighter.

He changed his sword from holding the sword in both hands to holding it in one hand, and the other hand he freed up quickly sealed, and then two black and purple marks appeared on Medivan's head.

The curse of weakness and fatal pain were the tricks that Xue Huan used before almost every battle.

Every time you encounter even the most powerful enemy, these two spells of magic that resemble a weakened enemy can play a key role in turning the tide of battle.

But this time, he miscalculated...

Just as he had just put a sneer on the corner of his mouth and was about to make the next move, a piercing pain instantly eroded his spiritual realm.

"Uhh

There was a low roar of pain, and the powerful pain paralyzed the body, and at that moment, Xue Huan only felt as if his soul was separated from his body, and the frost sorrow in his hand almost fell to the ground.

And just as he was in a trance, Medivan's second attack came in the blink of an eye.

The biting cold and the boiling flames fused perfectly at this moment, looking at the frost and fire arrows that were already close at hand, Xue Huan wanted to dodge, but the intense pain paralyzed his nervous system, making him unable to make any movements.

"Bang !!"

Xue Huan, who could not avoid it, had to bear this blow head-on.

The magic attack of the lord level can be imagined, with just one blow, Xue Huan spat blood and flew dozens of meters, fell off the high platform, and hit the outer wall of a dilapidated house, due to the impact of the huge force, the wall actually cracked like a spider's web.

"Damn it!!"

Spit out a mouthful of spit mixed with blood, Xue Huan crawled out of the collapsed ruins, he picked up the frost sorrow that fell beside him, and only felt that the world was spinning in his mind.

Is this the strength of the lord level?

It's terrifying!!

If it weren't for the enhanced effect of the anti-magic given by the Song of Souls, I'm afraid that this blow would have killed him!

Not daring to be careless, he held his breath and stared at Medivan on the high platform.

It seems that this battle will be extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will die!

Xue Huan is not an idiot, on the contrary, his on-the-spot reaction and adjustment ability are the key factors that have supported him until now.

He didn't know what kind of magic his opponent had used to circumvent his evil spells and eat back at his spiritual realm, but after suffering a loss, he instantly adjusted his battle and abandoned his plan to use evil magic against the mysterious old man.

The song of the soul gives him the ability to resist magic, it can be said that he can ignore all magic attacks under the same level as Xue Huan, and some high-level magic can also reduce the damage by at least thirty percent or so.

This special ability is tantamount to adding a chip to Xue Huan in the confrontation with Medivan.

"Blood Shield!"

With a loud shout, a crimson shield lingered around Xue Huan.

He decided to attack, and as a Death Knight who excelled in hand-to-hand combat, he believed that once he got close to his opponent, Medivan as a mage would not be his opponent.

With a roar, Xue Huan held the sorrow of frost in his hand, jumped back onto the high platform with an extremely flexible attitude, and jumped high, and the shadow power that instantly erupted in his body made Medivan frown slightly.

"Shadow Strike!!"

The seven runes on the body of the Frost Sorrow Sword lit up at the same time, and the blow was mixed with an icy cold air, and the stone shattered.

"Frost Shield!!"

Xue Huan had anticipated various scenarios in advance, but he didn't expect that Medivan, as a mage, would use such a savage, direct, and violent way to meet his powerful blow.

The elemental and shadow power collided with each other in a terrifying way, and the violent impact formed provoked a burst of flying sand and rocks, and even sent Renault and Abidis several meters away from each other.

The two of them fought each other, and Frost Sorrow, wrapped in the power of the Shadows, could not advance an inch only after cutting through the first layer of the frost shield summoned by Medivan, and was stuck there.

"Ah!!h

With a loud shout, the two forces shattered at the same time, bursting into a burst of brilliant sparks, and at the same time, the two of them also trembled and retreated a few meters at the same time, barely stabilizing their bodies.

In this round of the competition, the two were evenly matched.

The enemy is too strong...

Trying to adjust his breathing, Xue Huan's state of mind like stagnant water had a trace of waves, and on the other side, Medivan, who had already taken off his cloak, was also secretly surprised in his heart.

What kind of monster did that guy choose to choose...

There can be no more hesitation, and there must be a quick solution.

The two of them secretly said in their hearts at the same time.

Thinking of this, Xue Huan no longer hesitated, he reached out to wipe the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, raised the frost sorrow, and rushed towards Medivan again.

His speed was almost as fast as he could break through.

On the way to charge, he summoned a blood shield, and the runes on the magic sword in his hand lit up again, and a terrifying shadow power surged over the magic sword, and even the surrounding air produced a terrifying tremor.

The earth shakes, and the ghosts roar!!

This blow almost imbued Xue Huan with most of the power of necromancy.

Even all the ghouls and zombies in the vicinity stopped the delicious fresh meat they were munching on and glared at their owners with green eyes.

In the face of a menacing blow that was enough to destroy the world, Medivan, who had always been deep and calm, and did not smile, couldn't help but look sideways.

After all, he was just a magician, and Medivan chose a more secure way of fighting.

"!!Shh

A white light suddenly lit up, and Medivan suddenly disappeared in place.

Flashing?!

Xue Huan's eyes narrowed, but he didn't let this mess up, he released his spiritual power around, and almost in the next second, he locked on to the enemy's position.

"Come back !!"

A trace of resentment flashed in his indifferent eyes, Xue Huan stretched out his big hand and grabbed it in the air, and the black-purple energy was like a ghostly claw, pulling Mai Diwen back to him on the other side of the high platform.

When it comes to fighting nimble opponents, the Death Grip is clearly a very useful skill.

Oops!!!

Medivan, who was choked by Xue Huan's neck, was frightened, and it was too late to run at this time, so he had to wave his staff and summon an ice shield.

"Die!!"

"Bang !!"

The earth-shattering blow slammed into the ice shield that Medivan had just summoned, and the blow that gathered most of Xue Huan's necromantic power was extremely ferocious, and the power was several times higher than before.

This time, the Ice Shield is useless.

With a single blow, Frost Sorrow, dragging black energy, shattered the blue ice shield to pieces, and in Medivan's disbelieving gaze, the sword and its fierce posture sliced through his black robes covered in raven feathers, leaving a red wound on his shoulder blade.

"Ah!!h

A few more bursts of white light flashed, and Medivan used a few flashing techniques in a row, retreated more than ten meters, and distanced himself from Xue Huan.

Clutching his bloody wounds, the remnants of darkness were corrupting Medivan's flesh and preventing it from regenerating.

"The abominable Lord of Darkness..."

Medivin gritted his teeth, his white-dyed beard trembled, and he glanced at Xue Huan, who had a hideous face and a magic sword in his hand.

No one had ever been able to hurt him like this, but what the Astral Mage didn't expect was that in just a year or so, the dark messenger that Naozu had taken a fancy to could grow to such a point.

It's not just the growth of power.

In order to take revenge, what kind of state of mind has this guy refined to himself? I'm afraid that now, there is nothing that can break the balance in his heart.

The heart is like stagnant water, and the decision is decisive.

Leaving behind the shackles of humanity and morality, it won't be long before this guy has a good chance of becoming a real demon, a terrifying being that threatens the entire continent of Azeroth!!

We can't let it go on like this...

With a flicker in his eyes, Medivan stood up again with the staff of the Ethiyash Guardian, a lone figure standing alone among thousands of undead creatures, like a brave man in a desperate situation.

Is it coming?

Xue Huan, who was on the other hand, snorted coldly, but his expression did not relax in the slightest.

Under his cold gaze, Medivan chanted obscure runes in his mouth, and the staff of the Guardian in his hand also frantically condensed the light.

The mountains and rivers are surging, and the stars are moving!!

All the stars in the sky seemed to have condensed into the scepter in Medivan's hand at this moment, and this vast and mysterious power made everyone look sideways, and together with Xue Huan's breathing, they all became short...

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Name: Medivan

Race: Human

Level: Lord's level

Class: Magician

The son of the astral mage Egwen, he was a gifted apprentice magician at a young age, and befriended the son of the King of Stormwind, Rhine (who grew up to be the King of Stormwind), and the knight Lothar (later the Commander of the Alliance).

Main Skill 1: [Flash] Able to teleport a certain distance

Main Skill 2: [Arrow of Frost and Fire] A magic created by a mixture of red flame and frost

Main Skill 3: [Starlight Surge] Infuse yourself with the power of the stars, strengthening all your strength

Main Skill 4: [Ice Shield] Covers itself with the power of frost and strengthens your defense

Main Skill 5: [Arcane Rift] Fires a wave of energy that deals damage to enemies in its path

Main Skill 6: [Spell Counteraction] Everyone who uses magic on Medivan will suffer from mental retaliation

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