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Chapter 1870: Azeroth does not believe in courage

On the high platform, Medivh's smile gradually faded, the corners of his mouth turned up, and his eyes were deep and sinister.

The media personnel below were still talking a lot, speaking unabashedly, and expressing doubts about Medivh's character and courage.

Prophet Velen had a premonition that something was not going to happen, so he quietly retreated. When he realized that Medivh's focus was no longer on him, he hurried away.

"Guardian Medivh, please explain to us, do you have the courage to sacrifice for Azeroth?" A Pandaren asked confidently.

Medivh put on a cynical expression:

"When it comes to the word courage, you are all smart people. Courage is generally used on ordinary soldiers and civilians, giving them a reason to die and find a high-sounding reason for their stupid death. As for a high-minded person like me,

Life is very precious, unlike your dead lives which are worthless and can be sacrificed at will. Even if you all die, I will not die."

Everyone was stunned. Medivh tore off his disguise and spoke these words nakedly.

Medivh's vicious gaze swept across the audience: "I don't know how much benefit you have received, but I want to applaud your courage. Don't you know that fairness and justice never exist, and courage and sacrifice are used to fool fools?

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"Guardian Medivh, I don't understand what you are talking about?" a Zandalari troll asked.

Maddie's face became more and more sinister: "Okay, then I will tell you that courage never exists, it is just a synonym for stupidity."

Bang!

The Zandalari troll exploded, scattering flesh and guts all over the floor.

"ah!"

Everyone was panicked, and they didn't expect Medivh to kill someone in public.

"Everyone, the time has come to show your courage. I want to see if there are any real warriors among you." Medivh showed a crazy smile.

No one dared to question Medivh anymore. In an instant, everyone became cowards and cowards, just running away.

However, a transparent shield had covered the scene, and everyone had their heads bruised and bleeding.

"Look at how timid you are. Where did the courage to ask me just now go? You can't even convince yourself."

Medivh raised his hand, and the body of the pandaren that had asked questions exploded, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

"Lord Guardian, we were wrong, please forgive me."

Finding it impossible to escape, some people began to kneel down and beg for mercy, begging for their lives.

"If I don't teach you a lesson, do you really think I'm easy to bully? Challenge the dignity of a guardian and seek death."

Medivh pointed his finger, like a god of death, and everything he touched exploded.

The ground was soon stained red with blood. In this terrible Shura field, there was no courage, only fear and wailing before death.

Not far away, the Archangel and Magni Bronzebeard were admiring Medivh's performance.

A golden eye floated in front of the two of them, watching Medivh's killing without blinking.

Magni Bronzebeard said proudly: "Medivh has mastered powerful power since he was a child. He was spoiled by his mother and acted unscrupulously. I had expected that he would do this."

The divine messenger rarely smiled, as if his conspiracy had succeeded:

"But he forgot that this is the era of Holy Light. The Legion of Holy Light represents order, and superficial work still needs to be done."

Medivh was eager to fight, so he simply walked into the crowd, felt the withering of life up close, and appreciated the helplessness and wailing of the weak.

Just as Bronzebeard and the Divine Envoy analyzed, Medivh has been spoiled since he was a child and has no respect for life.

While others played with toys when they were young, Medivh began to enjoy the pleasure of killing since he was a child.

"Haha, hahaha, it's so funny, a bunch of useless ants, your wailing and screaming is the most beautiful music, tears are streaming down your face, and blood is flowing like a river."

A disappointed sigh could be heard in the air.

Golden light flashed, and a Naaru slowly descended.

Medivh looked up and saw it was Naruk Heili, who greeted him casually:

"Here you go, wait a moment while I deal with these ants."

Xili made a pleasant voice and said calmly:

"Medivh, stop it."

"Ha, you don't understand. Killing is the most interesting enjoyment. Do you want to join us?"

Medivh grabbed a tauren and poured powerful mana into his body.

The tauren howled in pain, split into pieces, and blood and flesh splattered.

"Medivh, don't you even listen to what I say?" Xili asked unhappily.

Medivh raised his head and looked at the Naaru inexplicably:

"It's really strange. Why do you want to stop me from enjoying myself? You're just a bunch of useless ants. What reason do you have to get angry at me? It's simply unreasonable."

Xili roared angrily: "I don't understand what you are thinking. Please stop your killing immediately."

Medivh was very unhappy and said of course:

"Haha! When we first cooperated, you should have known what kind of person I was. When I was five years old, I learned arcane missiles. My mother took me to a fishing village. At my mother's request, I killed all the people in the village.

Death, not a single man, woman or child is left. You chose to cooperate with me, isn’t it because I am ruthless and decisive in killing?”

Xili was really angry, and his light flashed:

"Medivine, the Legion of Light represents justice and will never cooperate with an executioner like you who cares little about human life."

The holy light formed a golden cage and turned upside down towards Medivh.

Medivh flashed to the side, and the cage fell beside Medivh.

"Xili, I hope this is just a joke and will not affect my cooperation with the Legion of Light." Medivh roared angrily.

"Interesting, Medivh is actually angry." Magni Bronzebeard touched his chin, enjoying the farce.

The divine envoy said calmly: "Xili kept his hand, otherwise Medivh would not be able to hide away. It's a pity that Medivh is used to being arrogant. He is the god of Azeroth, how could he admit his mistake just to kill mortals."

The worldview formed in childhood often cannot be reversed in a lifetime.

Xili's light became unstable and flickered, which meant that he was out of anger.

A golden symbol formed in front of Xili, and rushed toward Medivh like a palm.

Medivh looked displeased and frowned fiercely. He was about to cast magic when he suddenly felt that the magic-stealing dragon in his body was out of control.

The golden symbol tightly imprisoned Medivh and caught him in the air.

"Xili, are you crazy? Let me go, what is this?" Medivh yelled.

"Medivh, you are the one who is crazy. You disappoint me very much."

Golden holy light spilled onto the earth, and the broken flesh and blood disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

Dozens of survivors looked around in confusion, their eyes full of unfamiliarity, and Naaru erased part of their memories.

"Medivh, accept the judgment of the Holy Light." Xili locked Medivh and led him away.

The divine envoy and Magni Bronzebeard breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

This plan involved a gamble. Medivh killed people in public. If the Legion of Light ignored him, no one would be able to do anything to him.

Guardian Medivh was originally the scourge of Azeroth.

"It's better to share it between two people than three people." Magni Bronzebeard smiled happily.

The envoy looked at Velen who was standing aside. Velen did not take the opportunity to escape, but just waited aside.

"I hope your wealth can satisfy us, Velen." The envoy thought thoughtfully and glanced at Magni Bronzebeard.


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