As the beautiful chorus of the high elves sounded, Medivh's robe swelled like a sail, twisting and squirming, as if there were countless poisonous snakes dancing under the robe.
"Damn, damn, Kel'Thuzad, you bastard."
Medivh's face was distorted, he yelled and retreated, and he flashed three times in a row to distance himself.
In order not to affect the speed of escape, Medivh decisively abandoned Frostmourne.
Although the music box affected the magic-stealing dragon in Medivh's body, after all, there was a certain distance between the two, and Medivh still retained part of his mana for him to use the flash spell.
Robbie quickly approached him, but it was obvious that Medivh retreated faster after flashing.
After all, the sound produced by the music box has a limited coverage area. After the two people opened a safe distance, Medivh was much less affected by the music box, and the dancing robe gradually calmed down.
The Paladin is indeed a short-legged profession, and it is too easy to be kited by the Mage.
Robbie knew he couldn't catch up with Medivh, so he bent down and picked up the small Frostmourne.
Medivh was shaking with anger, and his eyes were almost spitting fire. The distance between the two was too far. Although Robbie could not catch up with him, his magic could not hurt Robbie. After all, Robbie, who had mastered the power of the gods, could not defend himself.
The power is amazing.
Robbie was not in a hurry at all. He came to the green monster that imprisoned Alsace. Frostmourne cut off the arcane chain sealed on it. The monster like fungus spores cracked open, and a large amount of disgusting green mucus came out. Alsace
Sass was wrapped in it, eyes closed, unconscious.
Medivh watched all this helplessly, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Arthas was healed with the Holy Light and placed side by side with Muradin. Robbie felt that the small Frostmourne was too light and a little awkward for his hand, so he picked up the giant Frostmourne with one hand.
In this way, Robbie successfully dual-wielded Frostmourne and faced the guardian Medivh.
As the spell-stealing dragon returned to calm, Medivh's mana was also recovering. When mana filled his body again, Medivh showed a confident smile, clapped his hands and praised:
"You have done a good job, but don't think that I can do nothing with you. For thousands of years, the guardians have fought with all kinds of demons and experienced countless hardships and obstacles. You can only be regarded as one of them.
Obstacle."
A purple halo of light appeared at Medivh's feet, like a disk, supporting him slowly upwards.
Medivh, who was in mid-air, felt that he was safe. Although Robbie could also use the God's Descendant to fly, neither his speed nor agility could match the magic flying disc holding Medivh.
He raised the staff in his hand and began a long chant, brewing a large-scale magic.
A green portal appeared in the sky, and countless green evil energy symbols flashed on the door panel.
With a loud rumbling sound, a pair of huge demonic hands covered with red hair stretched out from the crack in the door, and the huge door to the abyss slowly opened.
Robbie smelled the smell of burning sulfur, and heard terrifying roars.
Looking in through the gap in the portal, I saw a pitch-black void, with countless pairs of eyes, large and small, lighting up like stars, revealing greedy and evil eyes. They were the boundless legion of demons.
Medivh was summoning a demonic portal, and Robbie knew that he must interrupt his spellcasting.
Robbie took a deep breath and threw a giant Frostmourne at Medivh.
The giant sword like a door panel drew a shining trace in the air and slashed at Medivh in the air. A contemptuous smile appeared on Medivh's lips. The magic disk deflected slightly and nimbly avoided the attack of the giant sword.
However, there is a golden Deathwing head hidden behind the giant sword, with a delicate music box glowing with golden light in its mouth.
The chorus of Azshara's praise sounded again, the magic-stealing dragon in Medivh's body danced gracefully, the robes swelled like sails again, and the guardian's mana melted as quickly as ice and snow under the scorching sun.
"No! No!" Medivh held his head in his hands and let out a painful scream. This time he was too close to the music box. He almost lost all his mana. Even the magic disk could not be controlled and fell from the air.
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Without the support of mana, the demonic portal became blurry for a while. Although the fearful demonic hands tried their best to hold the portal, the demon behind the portal yelled unwillingly, but still could not prevent the demonic portal from returning to the void.
"It's all over, Medivh."
Robbie waved his hand, and the giant Frostmourne returned to his hand again.
He held Frostmourne with both hands and strode towards Medivh who fell from the sky.
Although I don’t know what impact killing Medivh will have on the flow of time, the Medivh in front of me is extremely evil and has done all kinds of evil. He is a heinous villain. He owes countless blood debts to the people of Lordaeron. Robbie does not want to worry about it.
And let a villain go.
A white feather appeared on Medivh's body, slowly lifting it up to prevent it from falling into pieces.
Then, a purple light flew from the sky like lightning, and the music box exploded.
Robbie was stunned.
He knew the importance of the music box, and the power of the Holy Light had been firmly protecting the music box.
However, this arcane light can easily penetrate the protection of the holy light, showing extremely superb spell-casting skills.
Robbie looked up and saw a gorgeous woman appearing in the clouds. The majestic magic power surged like clouds under her skirt, causing ripples like water waves.
The woman was dressed in a gorgeous purple robe, embroidered with complicated gold edges and obscure symbols. Her wavy blond hair fluttered in the wind, and her green eyes shone like stars, with a look of arrogance that slanted the world.
There are traces of long-lasting vicissitudes in the woman's eyebrows, but what brings her is not old age and decay, but a soul-stirring and extraordinary charm.
Purple magic symbols rotated around the woman, making her like a god of magic descending.
"Medivh!" The woman slowly approached the guardian floating in the air. She didn't even look at Robbie, as if Robbie was just an ordinary stone:
"The reason why the Guardians have never experienced failure is because we value our opponents every time." The woman regretted: "It's a pity that you let me down so much, Medivh. I hope that this failure caused by underestimating the enemy can help you learn a lesson."
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"Mother, I was negligent."
Medivh hurriedly lowered his head and admitted his mistake. The arrogant Medivh now seemed like a well-behaved child.
Sure enough, it's her, Robbie's heart sank. Medivh's mother, Magna Aegwynn, the former guardian of Tirisfal, is probably the most powerful woman in the world. Legend has it that the mage closest to God is a
A living legend.
Robbie didn't expect that he would meet this old woman who had lived for more than a thousand years.
When facing the two guardians, Robbie acted very calmly. He stayed beside Arthas and Muradin, watching the mother and son quietly.
Aegwynn said solemnly: "For thousands of years, we have taken it as our duty to protect Azeroth. Over the thousands of years, I have become accustomed to the hypocrisy and cunning of humans, the indifference and indifference of elves, and the indifference of Azeroth.
Creatures have disappointed me time and time again, and I have asked myself countless times, are they worth protecting? I am not opposed to your small attempts."
"Remember, my child, everything will eventually fly away, and only wisdom and strength will not betray. It makes me very happy that you are trying to gain the power of the world of the dead. Go ahead and deal with this little bug, don't
Kill him easily, let him suffer in hellish pain, and deeply regret that he offended the guardian." (To be continued)