The tall Prince Mac'zar, a violent eredar demon, a high-ranking officer of the Burning Legion, and one of Archimonde's followers.
Because of his resemblance to Archimonde in body and appearance, some people suspected that he was Archimonde's illegitimate son.
When the Burning Legion attacked Mount Hyjal, Archimonde, who was superstitious about his own power and did not want to share the World Tree with others, refused to allow Mac'zar to participate in the battle.
Makzhar had nothing to do, so he accepted Medivh's invitation and entered Karazhan as a guest.
When the news of Archimonde's defeat came, Medivh immediately turned against him and imprisoned Maczar.
After learning about the shortcomings of the spell-stealing dragon, Medivh has been thinking of ways to solve it. After realizing that he could not change the habits of the spell-stealing dragon, Medivh had no choice but to find another way, and if that didn't work, he would change his body.
Medivh prepared a lot of spare bodies in Karazhan, a mechanical curator of creations, a talented void ghost dragon, killed a blue dragon and refined it into the ghost dragon Nightmare, and even prepared a creature that could use the Holy Spirit.
The chaste saint of light power.
Unfortunately, these bodies had limited strength and did not satisfy Medivh.
The most perfect race in the known universe, with the exception of a handful of Titans, is of course the Eredar of the Burning Legion. They are immortal, have an affinity with magic, have no abhorrent addiction to magic, and have strong physical strength.
Medivh believed that there was some kind of blood relationship between Maczhar and Archimonde. Possessing the body of this eredar demon was equivalent to possessing Archimonde's potential, and the future was limitless.
The imprisoned Prince Makzhar glared at Medivh, blazing anger burning in his eyes. He was already familiar with Medivh's purpose. Years of torture did not make him give in, and he roared:
"All the worlds will open their doors to me, but you dare to imprison me. Back then, you used the chaste saint as bait to lure me to Karazhan as a guest. Unexpectedly, you actually harbored evil intentions. You are not only facing me, but also
The Legion I commanded, do you want to betray the Burning Legion, Medivh?"
Medivh stared at this perfect eredar body and showed a contemptuous smile:
"Maczar, Archimonde has died in Mount Hyjal, who is willing to stand up for you? No one cares about a failed Eredar demon, your body is mine."
Makzhar was originally an eredar mage with extraordinary talents, and his body and profession were very suitable for Medivh. What made Medivh hesitate was that after obtaining this body, his strength would be greatly reduced.
"With my reserve of magical knowledge and the huge mana contained in this body, I should be much stronger than Antonidas. Coupled with the power of evil energy, I can also be able to stand on my own. But if I want revenge, it will take some time."
It takes time for Eredar people to accumulate strength, decades, hundreds, or even tens of thousands of years of hard training before they can have super strength. It is not as convenient and practical as the Stealing Laws and Wandering Dragons.
If there was no real choice, Medivh would never take this path.
Makzhar glared at Medivh fiercely: "I will not surrender to you, Medivh. Your betrayal will be avenged by the Burning Legion."
"Shut up, you poor demon." Duke Alpha spat, turning to face Medivh: "My old classmate, after getting the body of the Eredar demon, how do you plan to avenge your enemies?"
Medivh's face darkened, and he said unwillingly:
"I need to enter the void to gather strength, and I have to re-study the magic-stealing dragon. It is best to cultivate a species without defects. Damn it, we don't have much time, we must act as soon as possible. I have a hunch that the enemy will kill you at any time.
Come, Karazhan's wealth and knowledge attract them."
Duke Alpha waved his hand and said confidently:
"Don't worry, old classmate, as long as you are still alive, they will never dare to invade Karazhan. This is a fragile space area. If you want revenge, why not directly attract the Burning Legion after getting this body?
The world will burn to ashes under the wrath of the Burning Legion."
"Hehehe!"
Medivh sneered, and he began to prepare to cast a spell. He needed to extract Mac'Zar's soul, and then use the power of evil energy to fuse his lich body with Mac'Zar.
"My old classmate, don't be too persistent and confused, it will destroy you. When you give everything, you lose your bargaining chip. You must know how to weigh and bargain. Just like you, you led the legion to destroy your own world, but you
What did you get? A miserable interstellar wanderer."
Duke Alpha had a sad look on his face, and his facial features in human form were barely maintained. He tried hard to argue:
"Although I attracted the Burning Legion and destroyed all polluted creatures on the surface, the ancient gods were also completely eliminated. With the help of the power of the Star Soul, new life grew again, the earth became green again, and the future was full of life.
Got hope."
Medivh smiled faintly: "My old classmate, don't you understand? The universe is selfish. Don't always have the illusion of a savior. Ideals are just fragile lies. Only the power you hold in your hands is real.
"
Duke Alpha stopped in front of Medivh, looked directly into his eyes, shook his head and said: "Although people call us demons, we kill lives, we destroy the world, but we are not blindly bloodthirsty, we know that we are
What to do. Medivh, I don’t agree with your point of view."
Medivh looked at Grand Duke Alpha in surprise and asked loudly:
"What qualifications do you have to accuse me? If I hadn't helped you when you were at the Burning Legion Academy, you would have been devoured by those barbaric abyss lords. Why, do you want to resist when you see my power weakening?
Don’t forget, this is Karazhan, my territory, even if there is no Spell-stealing Dragon, you, a loser, is definitely no match for me.”
"What if you add me again?" Makzhar walked out of the seal. With the help of Grand Duke Alpha, he had already broken free of the seal. At the same time, the sound of the music box rang out on the balcony.
"Madness brings you before me, and I will end you with death. Medivh, how can you resist this indestructible power!"
Makzhar drew his battle ax and glared at Medivh, wanting to cut this hateful traitor into pieces.
"Give up, my old friend, I have prepared a teleportation blockade." Duke Alpha shrugged his shoulders and said: "You can't escape, Medivh. In return, I will not kill you."
"What a pity, my old classmate, you don't understand the true power at all."
Medivh remained calm-faced. He crushed a strange black teleportation rune and disappeared again.
Makzhar was furious and roared unwillingly. He didn't know how Medivh escaped.
Grand Duke Alpha closed his eyes and felt the fluctuations of space power.
"A special kind of space magic. The understanding of space is higher than that of the Legion. Our blocking barrier does not work. Prince Maczal, you are right. Medivh not only serves the Burning Legion, this cunning guy.
"
This was a strange teleportation magic, and it was Medivh's first time to experience it. After a violent spin, Medivh opened his eyes and found himself in an empty underground prison.
An "orc" who looks like Gul'dan installs teeth for himself.
"Medivh, it seems you have really failed." The "orc" said, "Do you need my help?" (To be continued)