The middle-aged man's brows raised sharply, his decadence and negativity disappeared, replaced by cruelty and violence.
In the small room, it felt like facing countless rapidly rotating blades, which made people shudder.
"I am Medivh, the guardian of Azeroth, an honors student at Sargeras' Academy of the Void."
Xili’s voice was still clear and sweet, but it was merciless:
"We all know your performance in Sargeras Void Academy. If you were good enough, you would have stayed in the Burning Legion as a general, and Azeroth would not have been invaded by the Burning Legion."
Medivh was speechless for a moment and just snorted heavily.
Xili continued: "According to the rules of the Holy Light Legion, Azeroth should be in charge of Azeroth. You are the most suitable candidate. I am waiting for your nod."
Medivh's face was distorted and he said fiercely: "My conditions will not change. If Thrall's soul is found, Azeroth will belong to the Legion of Light."
Xili paused and said regretfully: "We have searched all over the Shadow Realm, but there is no whereabouts of Thrall's soul. The Holy Light Legion speculates that it may have been picked up by the moon god Elune."
Medivh had a bad temper: "Elune is not afraid of Thrall's betrayal. One day, she will be eaten by Thrall."
"It's not good to speak ill of a true God like this." Xili continued: "Fortunately, we have a remedy."
Medivh's expression was cold, but he could not hide the burning fire in his eyes.
Xili said directly:
"We traveled through the timeline, peeled off part of Thrall's soul and body in a certain period of time, and cultivated a new Thrall. This process was very painful."
Medivh sneered, feeling a little pleased: "Give me Thrall."
Xili patiently advised:
"Medivh, you have been betrayed by Thrall, so you can't let it go. I hope you can keep your mind straight. If you fail in a chess game, you can start over. There is no need to argue with the chess pieces."
"I am the one who became the Eternal Flesh, not you." Medivh shouted angrily: "If you have not experienced my pain, don't persuade me to be generous."
Xili was silent for a long time, and the clear and sweet voice disappeared, replaced by a dull and depressed voice:
"Before I became a Naaru, I was the chief mage of a planet. Like you, I was also the guardian of that planet. The planet where I live has three kingdoms, managed by my three apprentices. I have no reservations
Sharing magic knowledge allowed all the people to receive the gift of magic, which caused dissatisfaction among some mages.
"Because of my efforts, countless strong men were born on the planet. Later, we faced the invasion of a mysterious civilization. The invaders all carried a stone tablet and used magic we had never seen before. In a big battle, I exhausted
After losing my magic power, when I returned to the mage tower to rest, I was attacked by three of my apprentices. They locked me in the center of the earth and became the source of magic power for the planet. Every time the magic power was extracted from my body, I felt like my body was being torn apart.
"This process lasted for three thousand years, with my will collapsing and reorganizing again and again. You know what, I even suspected that I had died long ago, and now I am a brand new life form."
Medivh's expression changed slightly and he murmured: "What happened next?"
"Later, I realized the deep secrets of magic and was freed. When I returned to the ground, all my enemies were dead and the invaders were gone. I looked at history and found that the people were not grateful to me, but instead sent the invaders to the ground.
The blame lies with me. It is said that it was because I taught magic and caused the magic to overflow, which attracted the invaders. Haha, it’s really funny. If I hadn’t shared magic and cultivated countless strong men, our civilization would have been wiped out by the invaders.
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The corner of Medivh's mouth curled up slightly: "My mother has long said that ordinary people don't know what gratitude is."
Xili said sadly: "What saddens me the most is that after driving away the invaders, they actually regarded magic as heresy and refused to use magic, which made all my hard work in vain. Such a civilization has no future, so
I betrayed them to the Legion of Light without hesitation and was promoted to Naaru for their merit."
Medivh's expression moved slightly, showing strong interest.
Naaru, the holy light creature that exists forever in the universe, is a leap in life level compared with ordinary flesh and blood creatures.
Medivh had long heard that the Naaru were promoted from mortal creatures.
"The world of Azeroth also has no future." Medivh murmured.
Xili said sincerely: "If the Legion of Light completely controls Azeroth, you will be one of us."
Medivh closed his eyes and thought for a while: "This is not enough."
A bright crystal appeared in front of Xili, like a miniature sun, emitting rich holy light.
"The Heart of Holy Light, some people also call it the Naaru Core, whatever you want to call it, it will give you endless power of Holy Light, and it can even rival our Naaru."
Xili introduced seriously.
Medivh showed a satisfied smile, grabbed the Heart of Holy Light and put it into his mouth.
In just an instant, Medivh's body turned translucent gold, and his internal organs were clearly visible.
He took a deep breath and breathed out the rich power of holy light.
"The powerful power of Holy Light has made up for the fragility of the mage's body, and I no longer have any flaws." Medivh was in a happy mood: "What do you need me to do?"
Xili whispered: "I hope you won't care about your grudges with Thrall. According to our prophecy, Thrall is the savior of Azeroth and will help our Legion of Light save Azeroth."
"You want Thrall to return and then help him rise?" Medivh said resistingly: "Just like what I did before?"
Xili replied: "Yes, the Burning Legion also has prophets, and they also know the importance of Thrall. Without Thrall, we can't control Azeroth. Look at the chaotic situation in Azeroth, even
It's so funny that a clown like Chen Stormstout can become Lord of Kalimdor."
Medivh hesitated for a while, then reluctantly agreed: "Do you have a complete plan?"
"First of all, we need a land for Thrall to rise. My suggestion is Silithus. As long as it does not expand to the Beetle Wall, the Qiraji will never get out of the ground."
Medivh waved his hand and said: "If you want to do it, you must do it perfectly. I guarantee that the Eastern Kingdom, from Booty Bay to Lordaeron, is Thrall's land."
Xili reminded: "Humans, dwarves, gnomes, and werewolves will not agree."
Medivh laughed heartily, the powerful power of Holy Light surged, and the private club that harbored evil and evil had a somewhat holy and pure flavor.
"I am the guardian of Azeroth. If I let them die, they will all die."
After returning to the real timeline, Robbie separated from Krasus and returned to Stormwind City.
Stormwind City is still in a state without a king, which makes the people feel uncomfortable, but it has no impact.
Vanessa didn't force anything to change, everything went according to plan.
Unknowingly, people's taxes were reduced and their lives became simpler and more comfortable.
That night, the wind was surging, and the rich holy light came from all directions, and the sky was like a blazing fire.
A majestic voice echoed in the sky.
"I am Guardian Medivh, and I declare that the end of the Kingdom of Stormwind has come, and this land will belong to the orcs."