A mournful cry echoed through the tomb, and in the cold and gloomy basement, Mobent Fell was using a sharp knife to cut through the goblin's body.

The goblin's scream was accompanied by blood splashing in the tomb, which made Morbent Fell feel happy, only to see the goblin lying on the stone bed begin to tremble all over his muscles, but he lost his ability to continue to tremble.

Apparently, the goblin is dead.

Mobent Fell threw the blood-stained knife in his hand on the ground, only to hear a "bell" sound echoing in the tomb, he looked at the envelope on the table not far away with an expressionless face, and said coldly: "It's ridiculous, the humans of the Brotherhood of Defia actually think that the natural disaster will unite with them. ”

The goblin was brave enough to break into its tomb and deliver the letter to him, which made Morbent Fell admire the goblin's courage and pity the goblin's fate next.

Death is naturally the only fate of the goblins.

With this in mind, Morbent Fell quickly walked to the workbench, and even though there was a fierce battle going on above the Raven Ridge graveyard, it began to study the previous spell on psychic magic as it was customary.

It placed the palm of the bone-only hand on top of the black-covered psychic book, and soon it fell into a long memory

............

Ten years ago, Stormwind Mage District.

"Mobent Fel, your magical affinity for the fire and water elementals is too low. Professor Owen said lightly: "To be honest, if you want to become a magician, it's impossible. ”

Mobent Fell lowered his head, then said, "I heard that there is also an Arcane affinity...... I probably can, because becoming a mage has been my dream since I was a child...... So. ”

Professor Owen said calmly, "I've seen a lot of people...... You're not fit to be a mage...... It's not just a matter of magical affinity, but also your character. ”

"If you want to be a good mage, you must have an infinite desire for magic, and you must have the character to plan and then act, you can't. ”

"No, I'll be a mage, and as long as I have a magical affinity, you can't refuse me," said Mobent Fowl. ”

With that, Mobent Fell turned away from the Magic Tower and walked through the icy rain.

I don't know how many days, he studied how to get close to the magic affinity again and again, and tried to feel the magic affinity in the air around him again and again, but the final result was not good.

Until one day, he bought a book of dark magic in a shop, which detailed psychic spells.

Mobent Fell began to research with the mindset of giving it a try, and soon he discovered that he, who had never had a magical affinity, now had a magical affinity for shadows.

Soon, a faint pitch-black light source appeared in his palm, although it was faint, but in the eyes of Mobent Fell, it was like a fire of hope.

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Two years later, when Morbent Fell returned to the Mage's Tower, he soon saw Professor Owen again, and he walked slowly.

"Teacher...... I'm now in touch with the magical element. Morbent Fell stretched out his hand, only to see a faint black light solidify from his palm.

Professor Owen frowned, "So?"

"I want to be a mage because ......"

"No, I can't. Professor Owen interrupted him rudely, "You can't...... The magic in your hands isn't real magic, it's just the dark magic that has been passed down from Northern Lordaeron, and has now been banned by the Stormwind Magic Association. ”

"Although you disguise yourself as a mage, your personality is really not suitable for being a mage, I'm done talking, don't come to me, the tuition in the mage district of Stormwind City is not cheap. Professor Owen walked away.

Mobent Fell was left standing on the lawn, letting the wind hit him in the face.

"Why...... Why do you still deny me? Mobent Fell lowered his voice and said, "Why, the world is denying me. ”

There was a chill in the sky, a roar emanating from the sky, followed by a torrential rain that soaked Mobent Fell.

..................

It was not long before Morbent Fell pulled his mind back to reality, and it had been a long time since he had transformed his body into a lich body, and it had been a long time since he had remembered the memories that remained in his mind.

The Lich was ruthless and ruthless in planning all his plans, and those emotions had long since disappeared from his body.

I just don't know why Mobent Fell remembered those memories that remained in his mind.

"Mobent Fell, are you there?" Kel'thugad's voice crept into the basement.

Mobent Fell looked at the crystal ball on the table, only to see the vague influence of Kel'thugad manifest on the crystal ball.

Kel'thugad looked at Mobent Fell calmly: "How much do you know about Luen. ”

"The exiled nobles of Lordaeron bought estate in the Wild West, but when the Stormwind Council drained the money from the exiled nobles of Lordaeron, they stripped them of their titles. ”

Later, he also believed in the Cult of the Cursed God. ”

Kel'thugad nodded: "Mobent Fell, you give up your power now and surrender to Lu En, ...... for the time being"

"Because you don't have what it takes to lead an army and a government, I hope you can submit to Luen, so that the Necropolis of Aruthes will also see our sincerity, and we will cooperate with the Death Knights. ”

Morbent Fell stretched out his hand, and the cold ice lingered in his palm, and it suddenly seemed to hear Professor Owen's dying words: "Your personality is like a volcano that has not yet erupted, it is impossible to become a mage, even if you become a psychic, you cannot become a lich." ”

"I'm already a lich, I'm already a lich. Morbent Fell lowered his voice, the frost in his hand uncariously illuminating the entire tomb.

"Mobent Fell?" asked Kel'thugad, confused.

Mobent Fell raised his head, he stretched out his hand, and the frost froze into the crystal ball in front of him in an instant: "I refuse." ”

"You want to come too...... Do you want to deny me, too?"

Soon, the crystal ball on the table in front of Mobent Fell was frozen in frost, and the entire tomb was calm, as if nothing had happened.

Mobent Fell let out a laugh, and then began to recall the first time he saw Lu En, a young man in tattered leather armor and holding a giant sword, wandering through the woods, and the dark aura on his body reminded Mobent Fell of what he had seen himself a long time ago.

Throughout his youth, he hid in dark corners like Lu En, slowly learning dark magic until he turned himself into a lich.

"From the beginning, you can't fit into any collective. Mobent Fell whispered, "If only this collective wasn't centered around you." ”

"Hahahaha......" Morbent Fell let out a maniacal laugh, which sounded a little creepy to the lich.

Lu En...... We are...... Like-minded. The soul power on Morbent Fell's body, as well as the surging frost breath, gradually emanated from his body, and the cold aura quickly solidified a layer of frost on the ground: "Since we are the same kind...... So ...... us It's best to start now...... Let's kill each other. ”

As soon as the words fell, Mobent Fell looked at Lu En, who walked out of the corner.

Dressed in the Conqueror's Dark Rune Armor and holding a handful of Frost Sorrow that did not emit a frosty aura, the boy whispered, "I have finally found you, Morbent Fell." ”