Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Six: The Legacy of the Kings of Stormwind City Five
Since ancient times, in the battle for royal power, the winner is the king, and there is no distinction between good and evil, right and wrong.
In Robbie's view, those so-called words of praise such as greatness, kindness, dedication, sacrifice, etc. are all praises given to the victors by history, nothing more, and no king is destined to be great.
The reason Anduin dared to threaten Robbie in this way was not because of Stormwind City's royal heritage.
This is a world of magic. A legendary mage or a giant dragon can easily destroy a city. Power is everything, and power must rely on the fertile soil of power to grow.
Guardian Medivh is Anduin's support. Even if he is killed, Medivh has a way to resurrect him, so Anduin dares to threaten Robbie unscrupulously.
However, Anduin didn't know that Robbie had already grasped Medivh's lifeline.
If killing Anduin could lead to Medivh, Robbie would be willing to do it. Prince Anduin was the bait that he offered, and he could catch the big fish like Medivh.
"Prince Anduin, repent to the souls of Crow Hill."
Robbie threw his battle ax at Anduin. Prince Anduin hurriedly ducked, and the ax blade scraped across his temple, leaving a trail of blood.
"How dare you!" Anduin roared angrily.
This roar is quite majestic.
There is nothing unusual about the birth of children of princely families. What is different is their upbringing, especially the education they receive, which is completely different from ordinary people.
Born in that high and extremely prominent position, their values, worldview, and outlook on life are very different from those of ordinary people, and they naturally develop a noble temperament.
Take the noble children of Stormwind City as an example. They must learn how to show their noble status, be unique in every word and action, and know what tone of voice to use to instill awe in others.
Words follow the Dharma and actions are followed by golden words. This is by no means a myth, but comes from the majesty of a superior.
If it were Robbie Capol from before, he would probably tremble under this pressure.
From the perspective of Robbie who traveled to this world, Anduin's roar was just the barking of a puppy.
As the saying goes, even when a lion fights a rabbit, you must try your best. Anduin seemed weak, but he never showed his true strength. Robbie thought of Anduin's powerful power of holy light when he attacked the Undercity.
It was probably another Uther the Lightbringer. Robbie took this duel seriously, did not dare to neglect, and took out the Revenge of the Holy Light.
Revenge of the Holy Light, Alsace's weapon, is naturally not as powerful as an ordinary battle ax.
"Don't come over, stop it."
Feeling the power of this war hammer, Anduin screamed.
The priest's mental scream had little effect on Robbie. Robbie just paused for a moment and stepped forward again.
"You are dead. I will definitely catch you and hang your poor body at the gate of Stormwind City. No one in your family, relatives, or friends will survive."
Robbie was unmoved, and the warhammer hit Anduin tentatively, hoping to test out His Highness the Prince's true strength.
Anduin's move was unexpected. He raised his arms to resist in a panic, like a new soldier who had just entered the battlefield.
How does a flesh and blood body compare with a war hammer? His arm was immediately broken, and the fracture was so severe that he burst into tears in pain.
At this time, Anduin noticed Robbie's determination, finally panicked, and said hurriedly:
"Don't come over here. We can talk. I can make you a high official, a general, or a marshal. It's up to you to choose."
Robbie punched Anduin in the face, hearing the sound of bones breaking, and the prince's face collapsed immediately.
Anduin knelt on the ground, crying.
"Could this be acting again?" Robbie didn't want to delay, so he stepped forward to end his life.
Anduin was beaten by Robbie, but Med'an did not dare to move. A legendary stalker was staring at him, which put a lot of psychological pressure on Med'an.
Seeing that Anduin was about to die tragically under Robbie's hammer, Med'an did not change his expression and was not nervous at all. This made Robbie wary and mentally prepared in advance.
"Become a part of the earth and listen to the voice of the earth."
Anduin suddenly raised his head, holding a stone slab in his left hand, shooting out a silver light.
Fortunately, Robbie was prepared and immediately dodged. The silver light shone on the orc in the corner. It was Experimental Subject No. 5. In an instant, his whole body turned into diamonds.
Robbie was still frightened by the fact that he had such power. He really couldn't underestimate a prince.
During the Cataclysm, Brann Bronzebeard dug out an ancient stone slab from Ulduar, which was said to be a relic left by the Titans. Magni Bronzebeard, the leader of Ironforge, turned into brick and stone, and Anduin
Is the only human being present.
Thinking of Bronzebeard's daughter Moira detaining Anduin, could there be some conspiracy in this?
Blood flowed from Anduin's face, and when he saw that the silver light missed him, he finally showed a look of panic.
Med'an frowned and gave up any hope. He opened a portal leading to Orgrimmar. Finally, he looked back at Anduin, shook his head, and walked into the portal.
Robbie hit Anduin's head with a hammer, but he saw a mysterious piece of amber protecting his body and sealing it inside. Robbie's blow failed to work.
Without Med'an, the magic shield could not be maintained, and the draenei's cannonballs fell on the large ships filled with gunpowder.
"It's too late, let's go."
Vanessa shouted, and the two crushed the rune hearthstone together.
The cannonball fell, and with a loud roar, there was an earth-shattering explosion on the sea. At the last moment before the teleportation left, Robbie saw a large piece of the amber protecting Anduin shattered.
That's Yrel's particle beam cannon.
Inside Karazhan's laboratory.
People said that Medivh was elusive and had no idea what he was doing. Some people speculated that Medivh was incredibly powerful and often wandered among the stars, hence the nickname Star Mage.
In fact, Medivh spent most of his time in Karazhan, where he read and thought. The place he stayed most often was his laboratory. He was not satisfied with the law-stealing dragon and wanted to create a perfect life form.
In the secret laboratory, Medivh was busy with an orc corpse. This ancient remains came from the Blood Cave clan. Medivh wanted to find out the secret of Kilrogg Deadeye foreseeing his own death.
Sitting on a chair nearby was a humanoid creature who looked like a noble from Stormwind City, but his face was made up of countless tiny tentacles, like earthworms clustered together, with an eye on the head of each tentacle.
.
This is a monster, definitely not a species from the world of Azeroth.
The humanoids were enjoying themselves, reading an ancient book about Titans.
"Medivh, my old classmate, have you given up on Anduin? Oh, no, or have you given up on humanity?" the humanoid creature asked.
Medivh stopped the dissection, wrote down the new findings in his notes, and said with a little regret:
"My failure to obtain Arthas's power of death makes me very upset. Fortunately, I have Sylvanas. She has touched the edge of the realm of death and may be able to bring us unexpected surprises. It's a pity that the Forsaken have no children."
ability."
Medivh hesitated for a moment and chuckled: "Fortunately, humans have a strong ability to reproduce. In my opinion, humans do not need a powerful king. This will make them difficult to control and there are too many variables. I hope humans
Able to live like a kobold, filling the land but unable to form a kingdom. It only needs to provide corpses and souls for the Undercity."
The humanoid creature stood up, the small tentacles on its face retracted, and sharp-edged facial features gradually appeared.
"Good idea." The humanoid creature clapped his hands and praised: "In order to support you, King Varian gave up his friendship with Deathwing. Is this how you repay him?"
Medivh showed a contemptuous smile:
"Poor Varian, he is just a little boy who was scared to death by orcs. I am very disappointed in him." (To be continued)