Sylvanas's political wisdom far exceeds that of King Varian. After all, she is a high elf who has lived for many years and is well-informed and experienced.
No matter what happens in the Kingdom of Stormwind, as long as Prince Anduin is resurrected, uses his excellent diplomatic skills, and integrates the royal family power of the alliance, that will be what people want, and I believe that the resistance in Stormwind City will be wiped out.
There is no rush to collect the remnant souls of Anduin. The capture of Karazhan is the big deal. Sylvanas will never underestimate Karazhan. Even without the guardian Medivh, this place is still the most terrifying place in Azeroth.
One of the devil's caves.
Deadwind Pass, Karazhan, this weird and mysterious place, has countless terrible legends circulating.
Because of the excessive use of magic, time and space here have become extremely unstable. Those strange illusions from various eras tell the omens and chapters of the future, or reflect the afterimages of the poetic past.
Countless space rifts lead to God knows what worlds. Medivh summoned countless beings who did not belong to this world to study various forbidden and dangerous subjects.
With the arcane and evil power accumulated over thousands of years, Karazhan is almost like a small well of eternity, nourishing these monsters. Karazhan is far from the peace it seems on the surface, and the most dangerous experimental subjects are hidden in the deepest parts of Karazhan.
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Compared with countless rumors, a simple truth can be summed up to illustrate its danger:
"Once you go in, you may never come out!"
If Guardian Medivh was still there, Sylvanas would not have the guts to raid here, nor would she even think about it.
Sylvanas looked up at the bright full moon Elune in the sky, and suddenly felt confident in her heart. This was the moment when she was most powerful, and it was also the time when she could get the greatest help from that mysterious existence.
In addition, Sylvanas has also made adequate preparations. On the airship, hundreds of Undercity Royal Guards have already prepared for battle, and more than a dozen heavy coffins are on standby.
Looking at the shrouded Karazhan below, Sylvanas' blood-like eyes showed excitement.
At the observatory in Karazhan, Grand Duke Alpha muttered something and threw five ancient coins into the plate.
Looking at the ancient coins rolling randomly, Prince Makzhar showed a strange expression and asked:
"What's this?"
"Divination, a way of peering into the future."
Grand Duke Alpha moved the ancient coins one by one, moved his lips, counted something with his fingers, and let out a weird laugh:
"Hey, it's interesting, it's interesting. On a full moon night, those who should come don't dare to come, but those who shouldn't come must come. I smell the smell of rot. It's Sylvanas. She didn't come alone. She
Behind him stood a huge shadow."
"Smell?"
Prince Makzhar moved his nose, and there was no rancid smell at the observatory.
This Ereda, who is accustomed to rational thinking, is always full of doubts about divination that makes no sense:
"I know there are some ways to peek into the future, which require the use of precious magic items and complex rituals. What are your five coins? I don't feel any special aura."
"These five ancient coins are the last relics of our great civilization."
Grand Duke Alpha sighed slightly, showing a look of nostalgia, and his eyebrows twitched:
"When interruptions continue, there will be chaos. Medivh is better than me and more ambitious than me, but look at what he has done. He has been completely swallowed up by desire. Now my world has new life.
, clean and free from the intrusion of the ancient gods, wouldn't it be much better than the melee in Azeroth?"
As a member of the Burning Legion, Prince Makzhar agreed with this point of view.
The more reluctant you are to let go, the more worried you are, the more likely you are to lose more. Countless painful lessons have proven this.
Facing the upcoming battle, Makzhar was a little worried.
He carefully thought about the strength of both the enemy and ourselves, and said uneasily:
"Judging from the level of civilization, Sylvanas is just a native of Azeroth. Her understanding of power is far inferior to our Burning Legion, but the power behind her is on par with the Legion."
Grand Duke Alpha nodded solemnly: "If we only focus on Sylvanas' superficial strength, we will lose. She is far more powerful than imagined."
Makzhar unfolded a piece of parchment and recorded the personnel list of Karazhan:
"We have a large number of servants and a small number of mounts. Except for the Nightmare who can fight, I don't think the butler and the clown in the opera house have the ability to fight against the Forsaken."
Grand Duke Alpha chuckled, shook his head and said:
"Makzar, you don't know much about Medivh. What you see is just the appearance, the illusion of humanoid creatures. Everyone in Karazhan, even the maids responsible for cleaning and the beautiful maids, are not
Generally speaking, they are mysterious life forms collected by Medivh from various worlds, at least no worse than the Royal Guards of the Undercity."
Makzhar showed a surprised expression. In order to maintain the luxurious life of Medivh and his son, Karazhan has hundreds of male and female servants: "So, we can definitely organize an elite army."
Grand Duke Alpha beamed with joy: "Of course, the strength of Karazhan is not inferior to any other kingdom. The Kingdom of Stormwind and Orgrimmar are not as good as Karazhan in terms of hidden strength."
Speaking of this, Grand Duke Alpha shook his head with regret:
"It's a pity that I don't have the key to the secret space passage. Those spaces lead to countless mysterious worlds. Only Medivh and his son can open it. This means that our reinforcements are almost unlimited, and no one can conquer Karazhan."
Makzhar looked down at the personnel list and counted the more powerful beings on it:
"Now that we have the soldiers, let's take a look at our generals, curator, Void Dragon, Nightmare, and Evil Hooves. I have convinced the Virgin Saint that she is willing to help us before we find a way home. Yes, I
There seems to be hope of winning.”
Grand Duke Alpha pondered for a moment and reminded: "We still lack a commander."
"Me! I am an officer of the Burning Legion." Makzhar volunteered, full of confidence: "I can completely command the defense of Karazhan, you have to believe me."
"There is no problem with your military quality, and your tactical thinking is sufficient. Unfortunately, you are not cunning enough. Facing Sylvanas, not being cunning enough means failure. You can only become an excellent vanguard officer, commander
You have to choose someone else." Grand Duke Alpha said seriously.
Makzhar was stunned and waved his arms stubbornly:
"I don't believe there is anyone in Karazhan who is more suitable to be a commander than me."
"There is a person who makes you convinced, because he is cunning enough, even Sylvanas is not."
Grand Duke Alpha showed a pleased expression: "Fortunately, I have a good relationship with Medivh. Although he is obviously using me, he still let me know some of Karazhan's secrets."
Grand Duke Alpha led the way, and he and Makzhar entered a secret basement.
The existence of this basement is extremely difficult to discover. It requires a complicated ritual to be performed on an ordinary wall, so that a secret door will appear.
After entering the secret door, you have to answer strange questions before you can finally enter the hidden basement.
There was a huge pool built in the basement, which was filled with green evil energy. This familiar energy made Maqzhar feel particularly comfortable.
In the depths of this pool of evil energy, a black coffin floated.
Grand Duke Alpha muttered something, and the coffin floated to the surface of the water and was slowly opened.
"It's him, he's still alive!"
Looking at the figure in the coffin, Maqzhar was completely stunned. (To be continued)