The blueprint of the magic circle passed down by the moon god was too complicated. When the Dalaran mage was in trouble, Medivh arrived in time.
Medivh, who was wearing a black robe, didn't even glance at Luo Ning who came to greet him. With Luo Ning's embarrassed expression, he walked straight towards the drawing of the moon god Elune.
After carefully looking at the drawings of the magic circle, Medivh looked serious and said piously:
"Praise the great moon god Elune. This is a soul gathering circle. The souls of the losers will be swallowed by the winners. The winners will become stronger and stronger. The losers will never recover. The final winners of the Crusade Trial will become
The most powerful warrior in the world."
Upon hearing Medivh's introduction, Luo Ning took a breath.
As expected of the Moon Goddess Elune, he was able to design such a terrifying magic circle.
After many layers of selection, the final victorious team of the Crusade Trial is selected. Each member gathers the power of thousands of souls. How terrifying should it be?
I'm afraid they are all on the same level as Guardian Medivh.
Medivh glanced in the direction of Fording.
Fording immediately understood and replied carefully:
"Following the will of the Moon God, there are a total of fifty final winners, twenty-five from the Alliance and twenty-five from the Horde, who will become the sharp knives to attack the Ice Coffin Fortress and eliminate the Scourge. I will carefully select the final winner,
Make sure they are very reliable."
This word "cautious" contains too many meanings, including hidden rules in private, candidates designated in advance, and secret conspiracies. If you want to survive to the end, having real strength and courage is not enough.
Medivh snorted disdainfully: "This is far from enough."
Fording was stunned, he didn't understand what the guardian meant.
Medivh looked around and said loudly:
"We all know that there is something wrong with the Scourge. The soldiers of the Scourge have fallen into weakness. There are rumors that Arthas has entered the new world. I think this is a lie. He must be licking his wounds on the Ice Throne. Alsace
Thass is the master of souls. Frostmourne seals countless souls, which is his source of power. Only warriors with powerful souls can defeat Arthas."
Ronin, Fording, Eitrigg, etc. all listened quietly, only to hear Medivh's voice change:
"The Lich King Arthas is a disaster for Azeroth. I will never allow another Lich King to appear. Fording, you are just a despicable and shameless speculator. What qualifications do you have to control such a powerful team?"
Do you want to be the next Lich King?"
Fording was so frightened that his forehead was covered with sweat, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground: "I don't dare!"
Medivh snorted coldly:
"Fording, I see your ambition. Of course, I don't trust others. I am the guardian of Azeroth, representing the fairness and justice of Azeroth. The final fifty winners will only
You can be chosen by me and become my most loyal servant."
After hearing this, everyone showed helpless expressions.
Among everyone present, Guardian Medivh undoubtedly has the most powerful strength and authority, and no one dares to question his decision.
With Medivh's help, Dalaran successfully solved the technical problems in the magic circle, but building this magic circle required a large amount of magic gems, and Dalaran's reserves were not enough.
In order to raise astronomical amounts of magical gems, King Varian once again increased taxes, forcing countless families to sell their children, and the entire kingdom fell into extreme turmoil.
A fortress is easiest to conquer from the inside.
Robbie bribed a Dalaran archmage and successfully obtained the blueprints of the moon god Elune.
The archmage had a good memory. Not only did he secretly copy the drawings, he also successfully copied the technical problems that Medivh had overcome and brought his family to Icecrown Citadel.
After Robbie verified that it was correct, he said to the dwarf mage:
"Archmage, if you have any requests, just ask, and the Scourge Legion will try their best to satisfy you."
The dwarf mage with white beard and hair bowed first and said in a low voice:
"First of all, let me introduce myself. I am Archmage Wilfred Fitzban."
This name seemed familiar. Robbie seemed to have heard it from somewhere.
The dwarf said angrily:
"A few days ago, I received secret instructions from Luo Ning to study demon summoning. Unexpectedly, Luo Ning had no good intentions. He actually ordered me to summon the demon lord Jaraxxus in the Crusade Trial. He clearly regarded me as a sacrifice.
Pin, damn, Luo Ning must be jealous of my talent and handsomeness."
It turns out to be him, no wonder he is so familiar.
The dwarf had a tough look on his face: "I hope that my whole family can be protected by the Scourge Corps and never let Luo Ning find me."
"As you wish." Robbie agreed happily.
Kel'Thuzad lay on the drawings of the Moon God Circle for several days and was still confused.
"I can only say that Medivh's conclusion is wrong. This is definitely not a soul-gathering magic circle, but I can't tell what kind of magic circle it is."
Robbie agreed with Kel'Thuzad's judgment. There was a loophole in Medivh's conclusion. The dark and shiny meteorite was directly under the magic circle. There must be some connection between the two.
"Why not give it a try." Robbie suggested: "Let's build a model to verify the effect of this magic circle."
Kel'Thuzad's eyes lit up: "It's a good idea, let's do it like this."
Kel'Thuzad strictly followed the proportions and reduced the circle to about one meter in diameter, and built a small trial venue on it.
Below the magic circle are collected meteorite fragments, which completely replicate the Crusader Trial.
The Crusader Trial requires a lot of bloodshed, sacrifices, cruel battles and cannibalism. Robbie ordered people to find a large number of crickets, crickets, centipedes and the like and put them into the arena model.
An irritating agent was released in the model, and the insects continued to fight. This continued for several days. When the number of insect deaths exceeded 10,000, the meteorite fragments below changed.
Tentacles and countless eyes sprouted from the meteorite fragments, absorbing the power of earth, fire, water and wind in the room. As the countless tentacles danced, the whole room shook, cracks appeared on the floor and walls, and finally collapsed.
Robbie was stunned, remembering the Cataclysm in Azeroth.
Kel'Thuzad appeared thoughtful, and after a long while he said: "This is the power of the ancient gods."
Robbie bit his lip and said:
"To be precise, the black meteorite is a piece of Y'Shaarj's flesh and blood, which should have been processed by the Moon God. As long as it absorbs enough souls, it will disrupt the elemental power of Azeroth. If it succeeds, the continent will crack.
Volcanoes will erupt, seawater will pour in, and all life on the surface of Azeroth will be extinct."
Kel'Thuzad said with hatred: "Is this Moon God Elune's revenge against the Scourge? We must stop Moon God Elune's crazy behavior immediately."
Robbie shook his head and thought carefully: "Kel'Thuzad, don't you find it strange? Why did the Moon God choose Icecrown Glacier to launch a conspiracy under our noses? If this meteorite fell in Durotar, what would happen?
Isn’t it safer?”
Kel'Thuzad was shocked. Could this be a trick by the moon god Elune to attract the Scourge? There was another level of trap involved.
God's wisdom is difficult to fathom. Neither Robbie nor Kel'Thuzad can think of an answer and dare not act rashly.