As the blue dragon's scales were inserted, the female fear devil screamed in surprise, exhaled a long breath, and opened her eyes sharply.
Merry let out a sigh of relief, he was lucky, it went as smoothly as the previous three times.
After breathing heavily for a long time, the Dread Lord Aegwynn sat up and looked at his body.
As an important member of the Burning Legion, the Dreadlord is known for his cunning and cunning, and his affinity for magic is better than that of humans.
Of course, Aegwynn didn't care. She gently raised her hand, and a portal opened. A large number of spell-stealing dragons flew over and penetrated into the body of the Dreadlord.
It would take some time to merge with the spell-stealing dragon. Aegwynn was not in a hurry. He got up from the coffin and moved his limbs to adapt to this body.
Merry asked in surprise: "I have never figured out how you got rid of the distortion of the soul caused by the power of the ancient gods."
Aegwynn smiled charmingly: "You should know that Medivh is gone."
Merry stood up suddenly and murmured: "Who rescued Medivh?"
Aegwynn shook her head, indicating that she didn't want to mention this matter, and said with a wry smile:
"Everything I planned was not against Jaina, but I was worried about being discovered by Medivh. As if he knew that I had successfully escaped, he would never give up. Fortunately, people thought that Jaina had killed me, so I had plenty of time. Restore strength.”
The agreement between Aegwynn and Merry has lasted for nearly a thousand years. At the critical moment, Merry helped Aegwynn to be reborn, and Aegwynn helped Merry gain everything he has today.
In this plan, even if Aegwynn defeats Jaina, she will be "killed" by the blue dragon that comes later, and then take the opportunity to fake death and be reborn.
Merry murmured: "Jaina is reborn with the help of the Holy Light. Will her strength be improved?"
Aegwynn shook her head and said regretfully: "To be honest, I'm very disappointed. Jaina doesn't have many Holy Light spells that she can use. If I hadn't deliberately left them out, she would have died long ago."
There was hope in Merry's eyes: "So the Holy Light Legion won't invest too much?"
As an undead, Merry is very disgusted with the arrival of the Holy Light Legion. The Holy Light has a huge advantage over the undead. If the Holy Light is everywhere, Merry will have no room to survive.
Aegwynn raised his eyebrows and poured himself a cup of tea: "You don't have to worry. If the Burning Legion comes, they will regard themselves as their enemies and consume Azeroth's vitality. The Holy Light is much more cunning and will provoke Since the internal disputes in Azeroth are all about internal consumption, it is natural that the less Holy Light spells are taught, the better."
Merry felt it made sense and breathed out slowly:
"It seems that we have to hibernate for a while and wait and see what happens."
Aegwynn chuckled and said: "I know Jaina and what she wants to do. I have done some tricks on Kalecgos' body. All her actions cannot be hidden from you and me."
Plaguelands, Light's Hope Chapel.
Lucas looked around in surprise. Golden holy light fell from the sky, and various structures lined up in neat rows to receive the infusion of holy light.
"It turns out that the energy source of the structure is the Holy Light, and the energy must be replenished regularly at the Holy Light's Hope Chapel."
Lucas had some knowledge of the Holy Light. As a rural nobleman, he once dreamed of becoming a great paladin like Fording.
Although he spent a lot of money, it was a pity that he did not have enough Holy Light talent to become a respected Paladin.
Fortunately, Lucas learned several kinds of Holy Light magic, and with a thought, he tried to guide the Holy Light.
An astonishing scene happened, a ray of holy light approached him, and his torn soul was nourished by the holy light, just like a long-drought earth encountering a heavy rain.
Lucas thought this was an opportunity and desperately absorbed the Holy Light.
The Holy Light quietly transformed Lucas's soul. The torn soul was repaired, filled with golden light, and showed signs of gradually becoming a creature of the Holy Light.
"This is a miracle of the Holy Light, thank the Holy Light!" Lucas sincerely praised the Holy Light in his heart.
Poor Lucas didn't know that miracles rarely happen to ordinary people, this is just a deliberate arrangement by some people.
In the Holy Light's Hope Chapel, Aman'Thul monitored Lucas through the magic crystal and kept nodding.
Lucas wasn't the only experiment, he was just the one with the best results.
Jaina's voice came from the communication crystal on the side: "Kalegos's body has been repaired. I wonder if our sacred dragon plan can be completed?"
Aman'Thul replied: "I have obtained a perfect soul with the Holy Light attribute. Congratulations, Jaina, you will soon become the first Holy Dragon Magister in Azeroth."
Jaina smiled happily: "What Viren failed to do, I have now accomplished. I don't know how he feels."
Aman'Thul laughed: "You will hurt Velen's fragile self-esteem. After waiting for a few days, when this soul stabilizes, I will give him to you."
After stopping the communication, Aman'Thul frowned slightly and focused on Fordring the Eternal Flesh.
He didn't know that Fording's nature was like this, but he still knew how to take advantage of the situation. Every time he cut off Fording's flesh, it caused pain, but it actually became his enjoyment.
Aman'Thul suspected that Fordring was a masochist by nature, which made him feel a little uncomfortable, so he began to hatch a new plan.
The soul of Azeroth's first sacred dragon must be the great spokesperson of the Holy Light.
Lucas returned to Fordring, the Eternal Flesh, and repeated his daily tasks.
Lucas at this moment is different from the past. The Holy Light has brought great changes to him. Although he still cannot control the structure, he can already get more information from the outside world through the Holy Light.
What pleased Lucas the most was that he felt Fording's soul.
The great Tirion Fordring, Lucas's idol, was able to have close contact with his idol, which made Lucas so excited that he wanted to cry.
In the perception of the Holy Light, Fording's soul was like a golden lamp, and the tyrannical power of the Holy Light filled the surroundings.
Lucas tried to communicate with Fording's soul. Suddenly, a pair of golden eyes suddenly opened, illuminating Lucas's heart.
"Who are you?" Fording asked.
It was successful. Lucas was ecstatic and said hurriedly: "I am Lucas, you are my idol, and I am locked in this structure."
"It turns out that he is a poor person just like me."
Fording felt Lucas' excitement. He had too many methods to deal with such a naive young man.
"Heaven will never destroy Azeroth. This is all arranged by the Holy Light. Lucas, you must find a way to escape. They want to destroy Azeroth."
"It's Jaina, right?" Lucas tried to ask, "I heard her talking to a draenei."
An unsuspecting Lucas recounted the conversation between Gianna and "Amado" at the dinner party.
After hearing this, Fording thought thoughtfully and said eagerly:
"Listen up, Lucas, the Holy Light is great and sacred, but now it is controlled by an evil villain. The Draenei Amador and Jaina are just pawns. This is related to the safety of Azeroth. You
We must find a way to gain freedom, and then inform the people with lofty ideals in Azeroth to fight for Azeroth."
"But I can't do it." Lucas smiled bitterly.
Fording said regretfully: "It's a pity that I am trapped in the Eternal Flesh. Unless someone is willing to replace me, I can't escape."