At midnight, the faint moonlight shone on the white tower of Violet Castle, and countless magical lights shone over the city like a starry star.

It was nearly midnight, but there were still many bright lights shining in the towering spires, after all, it was a habit for mages who forgot to sleep and eat and indulged in the mysteries of magic every day.

And on the easternmost side of the tower group, in a minaret that is also considered high among the towers, Mo Wen is sitting in a wide rocking chair, looking at the one in the room with a smile in his eyes.

This is a small room, dozens of square meters, long tables are placed here, on which are piled up with all kinds of glass vessels, colorful, exuding brilliance, are even more dazzling than the lights in the room, making the whole room look mysterious and abnormal, and if a mage enters here, he will be surprised to find that these utensils are faintly exuding rich magical fluctuations, which are obviously something unusual.

Several years have passed since he joined the Kenrito Council of Dalaran, and during this time, Mo Wen naturally did not spend it in vain, enchanting, alchemy, potions, inscriptions and various magical extension fields were involved, and they were quite effective. I have to say that although the magic of human beings is inherited from the high elves, it already has its own characteristics, at least in the field of potions and alchemy, the high elves are not much more than humans, and in some places they are even inferior, after all, for the elves who have a long lifespan, less sickness and less disaster, and less desire, these magic sub-disciplines that do not involve combat power and magic mysteries are obviously not so practical.

Seemingly dissatisfied with the brightness of the light in the room, Mo Wen, who was sitting on a chair, stretched out a slender finger. Slid up in the air, the next moment. Letters that shone with a magical sheen appeared on the ceiling, as the number of such runes grew. The entire ceiling lit up in an instant, and the faint white light flowed out, overpowering the light in those magic vessels in an instant.

The inscription, which was originally a magic that required a special potion or carving to take effect, was written and solidified by Mo Wen in an instant with his own magic power, and it was obvious that his magic control and the stability of his magic power had improved a lot over the years.

Smiling with satisfaction at the changes in the room, Mo Wen's gaze immediately returned to those special magic items, especially the silver and green tubes of reagents for a long time, under the white light of the ceiling. The color of all the other potions had dimmed, but only these two shone with no less brilliance.

The tube of green reagent was full of turbid green liquid, and the whole tube exuded a rotten smell, which was not a good thing at first glance, but in fact, it contained the notorious undead plague in the world of Azeroth in the future, or its predecessor, not to mention that this tube of reagent was only a few tens of milliliters, but once it was poured out. In a matter of days, most of the city of Dalaran could be reduced to death.

Tong Guò and Kel'thugad had some unseen cooperation, and Mo Wen easily obtained some spiritistic information from the other party, and gained a lot in necromancy.

You must know that the appearance of the undead scourge in the future was jointly promoted by the Lich King Neozu and Kel'thugad, and it was the result of combining the evil magic of orc warlocks and the necromantic magic of the human race. But in fact, the simple undead plague is more than the content of human undead magic, and the horror of the undead disaster in the future lies in the control of those undead, and that is actually the domain of orc warlocks and demons. After all, these two are connoisseurs of playing with the soul.

A simple plague of the undead is not difficult to do, at least if Kel'thugad wants to do it now. It would have taken some time to do it with his knowledge, but it didn't mean anything to him. If there is no control of zhì force. This kind of plague is also a means of slaughter, at most, after adding magic, it is more difficult to cure than ordinary plagues, and it can make some moving corpses through the necromancy contained in guò, and it is useless for Kel'thugad to get it, if you want to be lethal, it would be good for him to use magic directly, why bother to make this kind of thing that will be feared in the future. In fact, the reason why the undead scourge can sweep the entire Lordaeron in the future is that the massive mental power and soul methods of the Lich King Nao Ozun are the key, after all, the undead who are uncontrolled are two concepts.

The undead plague in Mo Wen's hands now is at best a research result, and the meaning of some research is just that, his gaze is actually more on the silver-white reagent.

Looking at the crystal clear, white glowing liquid, the corners of Mo Wen's mouth unconsciously showed a smug smile, perhaps the most successful result he had achieved in Azeroth for so many years may be this thing.

When he went to the world of death before, Mo Wen didn't actually expect much gain from him, he just wanted to get a basis for Yuan Chu to appear in the Raiders world, but in fact, in that world, what he obtained was far beyond imagination.

With the bloodline of the ancestor of the Exterminator, Mo Wen's soul has undergone a certain mutation, and the soul can split into fragments, attach to the souls of others, absorb the experience and emotions of the other party, and then recycle these fragments to make his own soul stronger.

Although because of the difference in the laws of the world, after leaving the special environment of the Death World, where the soul power is a qiē, these soul fragments can no longer endow others with all kinds of strange abilities, but their basic role is still there, before Mo Wen relied on injecting the fragments into the blood wine to let the elven warriors obey, in order to imperceptibly send the experience of being his own paladin into the hearts of the elven warriors, so that the paladin system was formed in Quel'Thalas in just a few decades.

It's just that the role of this soul fragment is nothing more, except for pouring his knowledge and experience into the other party's body in a special way, and recovering and strengthening his own soul in the future, there is no other effect, but in the past few years of Dalaran, Tong Guò has studied the psychic spells mastered by Kel'thugad, and Mo Wen finally has a systematic study of the soul, and this mysterious field has advanced by leaps and bounds, so that this method has an unexpected and strange effect.

Tong guò is immersed in some special combination of precious magical materials. The soul fragment received a peculiar warmth or sublimation, and this soul fragment was subdued. It can have a wonderful resonance with the user, and then have a subtle influence on the user. There is a connection with Mo Wen himself, and in the end, he can even sign a contract directly.

The previous soul fragments were like a diary, which could only be passed out in a rigid manner, and then recorded the relevant experiences of the subordinate, but the soul fragments that have undergone this special treatment are like someone online on the Internet, can feel the other party's thoughts, and continuously deepen the influence on others, although this influence does not see anything wrong in a short period of time, but it is extremely terrifying after a long time. Mo Wen didn't know what the ancient gods' temptation of Deathwing was, and he didn't know what the so-called 'demon whispers' in other worlds were, but it was probably not much stronger than the utility of soul fragments.

That's why this research is the biggest gain since Mo Wen came to Azeroth, because of the relationship between the balance of power and the strength of the will, Mo Wen has not dared to make a move on some female characters, not only in Azeroth, but also in other high-level worlds, after all, if the forced contract is not successful. He will have to suffer in the future, and the whole world will hunt him down, so there are some characters who may and may not succeed, and Mo Wen will not dare to make a move.

But with this soul fragment it's different. As long as he is careful not to be detected, this shard can help him achieve his goal, as long as the other party is assimilated and corrupted. Mo Wen can naturally easily sign a contract with the other party, how much protection can the broken wall have? It is not the same as the violent form of forced contract. This method has low risk and high success rate, and will wait for the other party to find out. It was already too late, after all, even Deathwing couldn't get rid of the bewitchment of the ancient gods, and it would only be more difficult for ordinary people to get rid of the temptation of Mo Wen.

Of course, there is this kind of means, it can't be said that Mo Wen can do whatever he wants, firstly, this way is imperceptible, and it will not be effective in a short period of time, and secondly, because the power of the soul fragment has been strengthened, so some soul-specific detection methods may be able to find its existence, which needs to be hidden, and the last one is based on some reasons for the soul fragment itself, which wants to play a tempting role, and the fragment used for warmth is much stronger than the ordinary fragment, and the fragment of this size cannot be split at will, and its own recovery will not be able to keep up. Over time, there may be a situation where you Habach in the world of death can recover fragments and not be able to exert their strength without strength, unless Mo Wen throws ordinary soul fragments on a large scale while frantically recovering them on a large scale to restore the soul, otherwise, the number of such fragments is limited in a certain period of time.

It's just that the last point is not very restrictive, generally speaking, to deal with a world with few signed characters, Mo Wen's performance split is more than enough for a single fragment, as long as he signs those heroic spirits that do not appear in the original book, but have enough strength.

The silver-white brilliance was reflected in the heterochromatic pupils, and looking at the most outstanding results in the past few years, Mo Wen's face smiled even more, - it was time to test his results.

"Come in!"

Sitting leisurely on the rocking chair, Mo Wen casually popped out a magic spell and merged into the door of the real yàn room, and after a burst of light, the entire door automatically opened, revealing the hesitant woman behind him.

It was a beautiful sorceress, with her own wand in her hand, who looked to be in her twenties, with short dazzling silver-white hair, a graceful and dignified appearance, and a figure that was hidden under purple and blue cloth armor.

Archmage Modra, a member of the Council of Six Kenrito, is one of the few top female magicians. With her outstanding talent and ability, when she joined Mo Wen a few years ago, she was already a member of the decision-making team of Dalaran, and she is nearly forty years old this year, because of her outstanding strength and careful maintenance, she looks no different from a girl in her twenties, and with that mature style, it is even more attractive.

It's just that Jaudra doesn't look very good now, her expression is a little haggard, and there are a lot of bloodshot eyes in her eyes, because the door suddenly opens with a little stunned and a trace of fear hidden in the depths.

However, in the end, it was a senior mage, a character who had experienced a big scene, and after only a little adjustment, Modra replied, smiled lightly at Mo Wen, and said, "Your Highness Kael'thas, I have something I want to talk to you about, I don't know if it's convenient for you?" ”

"No problem!"

Mo Wen shrugged absently. He stood up and ushered Modra into the room and sat down, pouring some more drinks for her before sitting down again.

"So. Lady Modra, is there anything you have to do with you so late? ”

Modra was silent for a moment. He didn't directly explain the intention, but he talked about other things first.

"His Excellency Antonidas, who left for Karazan a few days ago, Khadgar summoned that something seemed to have happened to his teacher, Medivan, and that His Excellency Crassus had also left, and that he seemed to have taken an interest in the green-skinned monsters that appeared near Stormstorm Fortress, and that Kelthugad had been a little strange lately, and that he had not seen anyone all day, and had been staying in the real yàn room and not knowing what to study, and his expression was getting more and more crazy."

There was no match, and Modra talked about some things that were well known in Violet Castle, and Mo Wen didn't look impatient in the slightest. Just looked at each other with his chin on his back, looking back and forth at each other's outstanding figures with interest.

Although Mo Wen hid in his real room all day long, he still knew some basic information, and Mo Dra, too, knew this, but for some reason, she didn't want to speak first.

After a while, I don't know if there was really nothing more to say, or if I couldn't stand Mo Wen's increasingly presumptuous gaze, Modra gritted her teeth. Looking directly into Mo Wen's eyes, he asked in a deep voice, "-Did you do it?" ”

Mo Wenyi raised his eyebrows, "What did I do?" ”

His big eyes blinked and blinked, and he looked as innocent as he wanted.

But this reaction confirmed the speculation in Modra's mind. Although she was still sitting on a chair in the room, the wand in her hand was slowly raised and aimed at Mo Wen. The gem above began to shine brightly.

"I'm talking -- the voices that come to my head!"

Almost word for word, Modra stared at Mo Wen. spit out a sentence, and her expression at this time was a little hideous. With murderous intent in his eyes, he looked terrifying.

But in the face of the threat of the female mage, Mo Wen's expression was even more relaxed, he spread his hands and said, "I thought you would ask me if that knowledge is true or false, and whether those things can be cashed!" Unexpectedly, it was this sentence in the end. ”

Modra's momentum was inexplicably stagnant, a little speechless, of course she knew that the knowledge that suddenly appeared in her mind was true or false, otherwise now it would not be her alone who secretly came to see Mo Wen, but the law enforcement force with Dalaran. Although there is not too much contact, she can still feel a little bit of the difference in strength between the two sides, and once they fight, there is no doubt that she will lose.

But it was precisely because the knowledge that appeared in her head was true that Modra was now so irritable, so hesitant, and a little embarrassed - I don't know when a strange voice began to appear in her head, and Guò kept imparting all kinds of knowledge to her in a particular way.

At first, she was still resistant, suspicious, thinking that she was tempted by some existence, and she was guarding her mind, and even planned to discuss a solution with several other archmages, but as that knowledge continued to come in, there were no problems with herself, and there was no situation around her, but in the end, Modra couldn't resist the temptation, and after laying down layers of magic barriers, she began to study the subtle magic inside, and then she was out of control.

That kind of unfathomable magic, all kinds of wonderful knowledge, like a magic hand grasped her whole heart, from the beginning of vigilance, caution, to later devote herself to the whole devotion, she almost crazy into the research, and her strength has increased by leaps and bounds, but just a few days ago, after the archmage Antonidas left, the voice suddenly stopped, and many theories stopped halfway through, which made Modra almost fall into the Sithley, and it was forgotten if she didn't get it, Now this feeling of being empty in the Treasure Mountain made her feel uncomfortably like vomiting blood, and although reason told her that she should take this opportunity to stay away from this temptation, the benefits she had received made her unable to stop, and she had not rested at all for several nights in a row.

And just yesterday, an inexplicable thought hung over her that the elven prince who lived on the spire on the east side might know something, and if she could go to him, she would have knowledge, magic, youth, and even eternal life at her fingertips.

Modra was startled, for the feeling was so inexplicable and without warning, perhaps not her own thoughts, but the answer from the mysterious voice that had been.

Modra hesitated, because this was obviously a fragrant trap, whether the voice came from the elven prince or not, the time had come for the mysterious voice to look forward to, but she could not restrain the desire in her heart, and after a day of forbearance, she still came to Mo Wen tonight, and finally heard Mo Wen admit it himself.

Magic and all kinds of knowledge are what Modra wants, and as a mage, the pursuit of magic is almost her lifelong pursuit.

Youth and eternal life are also what Modra wants, although she is strong, but after all, she is still a human being, and her lifespan will only last for hundreds of years, and her face will gradually age, she shuddered when she imagined this result.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

Looking at Mo Wen, Modra's mouth was whispering softly, and her expression was indescribably complicated.

After hesitating for a moment, she took a deep breath and asked slowly, "What is your purpose?" ”

She wants to get that knowledge, she wants to get what was promised, even if it costs something!

In that moment of hesitation, Modra said to herself in her heart, her eyes staring at Mo Wen stubbornly, like a gambler with red eyes, not that her will was not strong enough, but that the temptation given by Mo Wen was too great, as a mage, a woman, she couldn't refuse.

And at the moment when Modra spoke, in a place where she could not see, a white shard began to shine in the depths of her soul, the light became more and more dazzling, and finally began to resonate wonderfully with her soul.

Even if the voice stopped, even if it didn't have any effect before, but the temptation of the soul fragment has not stopped, Modra has been bewitched, as an archmage, she didn't think about the truth or falsehood of Mo Wen's promise at this time, and almost subconsciously identified a qiē.

As the owner of the soul fragment, Mo Wen naturally felt this qiē, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He stood up, reached out and removed Modra's staff, then leaned forward slowly, enclosing Modra in his chair.

A hand gently stroked the other party's tall breasts, and slowly kneaded them, but Mo Wen said playfully: "Don't worry, I think we have a whole night to discuss this issue, don't you say, Xiao Da?" ”

When the key point was attacked, Modra's body stiffened, but then the whole person softened again, and her face was flushed.

Looking at the handsome face that was close at hand, she was slightly distracted.

Because she has always been obsessed with magic, she has no experience in dating at all, and this is the first time she has had such intimate contact with a man.

Maybe it's not bad to be this man for the first time? At least he's handsome enough, and if he can get what he wants at this price, it's not a big deal!

Modra thought secretly in her heart, and in the depths of her soul, the fragment was more and more dazzling!

Watching a determined mage slowly walk into the whirlpool he had set up, Mo Wen was indescribably proud, and did not return to his room, in Modra's blushing face, he directly stretched out his hand, pulled the belt of her clothes, untied her armor, and then lifted the other party's legs and pressed it.

A moment later, seductive moans filled the entire room. (To be continued......)

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