"Stop your sins, Lord of Darkness!!"

Xue Huan squinted his eyes and followed the sound, a raven flew in from the east, and to his surprise, the muddy sound seemed to be made by it.

"Be careful master, I feel a great power from that guy. Kel'thugad's dry warning sounded in his heart.

In fact, there was no need for the Great Lich to say much, when the raven landed next to the corpse of Terenus and gradually transformed from a raven form into a black-robed old man, Xue Huan had already felt a rush of elemental energy.

Top powerhouse!!

This is the label that Xue Huan put on Medivan in his heart.

"I'm still late, Terenus, but this tragedy could have been avoided had it not been for your stubbornness. ”

Medivan crouched beside Terenus's already cold and stiff corpse, and with a wave of his hand, a pure aura stretched out, enveloping the entire corpse of the old king. Under the shroud of this white man, the old king's originally hideous expression gradually relaxed, and began to become calm, even a little satisfied.

"Have you come specifically to see the kingdom of the dead that I have created?"

Looking at Medivan, a sneer tugged at the corner of Xue Huan's mouth, not paying any attention to the former's withered hands that were trembling with anger.

After successfully corrupting and fusing the Song of Souls, his strength reached the sixth order, and in Azeroth, the sixth order was not considered a top powerhouse, and could only be regarded as a mid-level level. But don't forget, he has the dual blessing of evil spells and necromancy, plus the sorrow of the magic frost, and with the triple blessing, he can even fight Uther, who is a lord.

He didn't know the mysterious person in front of him, but judging from his attitude towards the dead king, Xue Huan was not so stupid as to think that the other party was really here to celebrate him.

"You demon!"

Medivan slowly stood up and pointed at Xue Huan with a dry finger, his voice trembling a little: "The conspiracy of you and your master frozen in Kilgardan has long been foreseen by me, you have created these terrible undead creatures, killed living beings, polluted the earth, as the orderly of this continent, even if you sacrifice your life, I must stop your madness." ”

In a frenzy?

As if hearing some joke, Xue Huan stroked the magic sword in his hand and laughed maniacally: "I once tried to find my place on this continent, but what did I get? scolding, attacking, or merciless judgment? I've had enough of this!!"

"Trust me, old fellow, if the heavens put these things on you, you will do something a hundred times crazier than me!!"

Xue Huan and Medivan stood on a high platform in the middle of the square, and the terrible screams around them were endless, but most of them came from the cries of the living, and the satisfied screams of ghouls and zombies after drinking flesh and blood.

In just half an hour, the entire Lordaeron was already like a dead city in the last days.

Blood smeared the mottled city walls, densely packed with dead bodies, severed limbs, and messes everywhere, even Lordaeron's moat had been dyed blood-red, and the flames of self-burning seemed to indict Xue Huan's heinous crimes...

"Listen to me, kid. ”

Holding back the resentment in his heart, Medivan forced his tone to soften, and he tried to persuade the man in front of him, who was occupied by demons and vengeful beliefs: "Your killing heart is too heavy, but it's not too late. ”

He pointed at the Frost Sorrow in Xue Huan's hand, "Give up this magic sword that turns you into an executioner, give up this curse, you, and even the master who turned you into the unforgivable Death Knight, are just a pawn of the real master messenger behind the scenes, and their real plan is nothing more than borrowing your hand to achieve the goal of invading Azeroth." ”

In fact, Medivan, as an astral mage, is qualified to say this.

In the original history of Warcraft, Medivan and Sargeras were inextricably linked, and in the parallel time and space where Xue Huan descended to this continent, it was naturally no exception.

Medivan's mother, Magna Egwene, once defeated the Dark Titan Sargeras, a shocking battle that could go down in history, and the final result ended with Egwene sealing the latter's soul in the tomb of Sargeras in the Broken Isles, but the naïve Magna Egwene may not have imagined that he had transferred his soul to her weak body when the sinister Sargeras was defeated by her, and that the corner of the Dark Titan's unending malice would also hide in the depths of Egwen's soul.

Later, Medivin was born, with the evil that Sargeras had left in his mother's body...

It can be said that Medivan's birth meant Egwen's failure.

Ever since he was sensible, Medivan's mind has struggled to fight against Sargeras's will, and he has never given up his efforts to regain his physical and mental freedom, a seemingly never-ending tug-of-war that has caused Medivan's periodic personality to recur, sometimes peaceful and sober, sometimes crazy and abnormal.

To outsiders, it may seem that he suddenly makes an incomprehensible decision at every turn, but it doesn't take long for him to completely overturn his previous views and opinions on something.

When the battle between the two wills is too intense, beyond the limits of what this body can bear, Medivan will fall into a state of mental breakdown, completely incapacitating to the outside world.

But as an astral mage who guards this continent, Medivan has incomparable power, and at the same time, he also has the special ability to predict the future and see evil.

A long time ago, the awakened Medivan saw through Sargeras's conspiracy, and Xue Huan and Nao Zu were just one of the thousands of chess pieces he used.

"Give up the curse?"

Xue Huan sneered, and he turned to gently stroke the horn skull on the sword grid, as if he was loving his lover, but his tone was not the slightest emotion, cold as ice, "I never thought it was a curse, on the contrary, it helped me kill that cowardly, cowardly and pitiful self, and let me regain my life, this is redemption." And now I no longer feel hesitant and helpless, I have no regrets, no hesitation, no mercy for anything I have done!!"

Yes, that's it ...

A voice in his heart kept telling him that everything he was doing was right.

Think about who you used to be...

Weak and incompetent, with compassion, in this continent of the weak and the strong, they can only let the flesh of the man.

He couldn't allow the slightest weakness to sprout in his heart, because that thing was like an abscess, and if left unchecked, it would be a disaster to the whole body!

"Stubborn!!"

Looking at Xue Huan, who was bent on walking on the dark path, Maddie stomped the staff of the Ethiyes Guardian in his hand, which was the staff passed down from generation to generation by the guardians of the Tirisfal Woodland, and became a symbol of the astral mages of the past generations.

"What you're doing doesn't make sense at all, old fellow. ”

Xue Huan took his gaze away from the frost sorrow in his hand, his eyes returned to the killing aura of the past, he pointed at Medivin opposite with the tip of his sword, and smiled contemptuously: "This land has been completely reduced to the territory of the Cataclysm Legion, if you still want to do something about it, then use your strength to talk to me!!"

"So... That's it!" Medivan sighed.

Then, the astral mage silently recited the incantation, and three rays of light of different colors surged around Medivan in an instant.

Three Elemental Mages?!

Xue Huan, who was holding the sorrow of frost, stared at him.

It seems that the other party's strength is even stronger than he imagined...

(End of chapter)