The airship in the Undercity slowly approached the tower in the shadow. In Sylvanas' view, the attack on Karazhan should be regarded as a small surprise attack.
Just like Sir Lothar of Stormwind City, the half-orc Garona and the internal agent Khadgar who was still an apprentice at the time, the three of them led a few soldiers and successfully raided Karazhan and killed Medivh who was possessed by Sargeras.
Although this was a fictional story and an excuse full of loopholes, Sylvanas was still affected unknowingly.
Karazhan is at best a large mage tower, perhaps larger than an average castle, and at most it is the size of Stormwind Fortress.
Now the elite team she has brought is a hundred times stronger than the original three people, and there is no chance of them losing.
The night wind blew Sylvanas' long withered hair.
Before the fall of Silvermoon City, it was only more than thirty years before her hair shone like the sun. To the high elves who lived a long life, all that beauty seemed like it happened yesterday.
"plague."
Sylvanas gave the order calmly.
The green plague is raining down on Karazhan, which is the best method for the undead.
In the plague, the undead soldiers can be strengthened, but the opponent dare not easily step into the plague area, ensuring that the forgotten people can advance and retreat freely and remain invincible.
"reality."
A deep voice sounded in Karazhan, and for some reason, Sylvanas couldn't help but feel frightened.
"Truth, what kind of magic is this?" Sylvanas looked at Antonidas.
Antonidas looked a little confused and shook his head slightly. Although he was the leader of Dalaran and knew enough about Karazhan, he had never heard of "truth."
A burst of strange lights and shadows flashed by, and the shadows and fog covering Karazhan expanded rapidly. In an instant, the shape of Karazhan changed. In front of us was no longer a tower, but a majestic city!
Sylvanas and Antonidas both looked surprised.
There are mage towers standing like a forest, and various unknown tall buildings, including magnificent temples, pyramid-like buildings, and towering stone monuments. The style is completely different from that of Azeroth and full of exotic customs.
This city is huge, even Stormwind City is much inferior in comparison.
Antonidas raised his hand tremblingly, his voice trembling slightly:
"I once heard that the internal space of Karazhan is very large, with a total of 3,600 rooms. Many rooms are so huge that they can even fit half of the castle! You know, Karazhan is just a mage tower. At that time, I started
I had doubts, and it turned out that the truth was in front of me, and I finally saw the true face of Karazhan."
Sylvanas took a breath: "Who would have thought that Karazhan is a city and Medivh is really powerful."
"But we don't have to worry."
Antonidas pointed at those strange buildings, similar to pyramids or colosseums, or even huge prisons, most of which were shrouded in purple storms.
"It was a mana storm. There were countless broken space cracks in it, and the evil energy pouring out was filled with all kinds of dangerous energy. Although Karazhan is a city, it can be seen that because of the abuse of magic by Aegwynn and her son, some
After the dangerous experiment failed, some buildings had to be sealed, and most of the buildings were unusable, so there is nothing to worry about."
Sylvanas nodded. Although the city of Karazhan is large, there are not many buildings in use.
The hurricane-like mana storm that filled the sky above Karazhan was like a black cobweb-like space crack, like clouds and mist, and the mysterious and mysterious evil energy was like a huge barrier, protecting the city.
Sylvanas observed it for a long time and said helplessly:
"The front door and the back door, we can only attack these two places."
The airship dropped a large amount of plague at the front door of Karazhan, and the green ground expanded little by little.
The huge airship descended slowly, and the royal guards of the Undercity carried out more than a dozen coffins and arranged them in a neat queue. Sylvanas and Antonidas stood in front of the queue, looking at the tall city gate.
Antonidas is no stranger to Karazhan. When Karazhan became a city, the original Karazhan became a city gate.
This is an ancient tower, made of thick white bricks and mortar. Under the bright moonlight, it has a sense of vicissitudes of thousands of years!
No enemies appeared, Karazhan was quiet, and strange illusions occasionally appeared. Looking down at the undead army below, Antonidas had a feeling that countless pairs of eyes were watching here.
They hid their figures, held their breath, and looked at the intruder carefully.
Antonidas felt a chill in his heart. He looked at Sylvanas. The Dark Queen's blood-red eyes, which were originally full of confidence, were gone, replaced by a little fear and uneasiness.
At this moment, on the balcony of the observatory on the top of the mage tower that reached into the sky, a ghostly man suddenly appeared.
The man is like an illusory ghost, with broad shoulders, black hair and beard, and the edges are a little gray due to his age. He is wearing a black robe, overlooking the undead army below.
"That's Medivh!"
Antonidas's teeth were clearly chattering. He was a lich, but lichs can also be afraid.
Sylvanas was startled, her blood-red pupils also showed fear, and she growled stubbornly: "Impossible, Medivh has become the eternal flesh of the orcs, our news cannot be wrong.
"
Antonidas pulled down his hood to cover his face and said tremblingly:
"Your Highness, I heard from Khadgar that Medivh's image occasionally appears at the observatory in Karazhan. This is a picture from the future, preparations before the final battle. Medivh overlooks the past time and space of Karazhan.
, recalling the past years here. Khadgar witnessed it twice with his own eyes, and once talked with Medivh's vision. Eternal flesh does not mean death. Who knows what will happen in the future."
Sylvanas was really scared, and asked uneasily: "You mean, Karazhan will still belong to Medivh in the future, so does it make sense for us to attack Karazhan today?"
Antonidas lowered his head and said nothing, his eyes were dim, and he didn't know what to do.
It is said that the Forsaken are not affected by morale, but only ordinary soldiers, such as Sylvanas and Antonidas, have free will and will still be affected by fear and suspicion.
Looking at Elune in the bright sky and the bright moonlight, Sylvanas felt confident again.
"The matter has come to this, we can only fight to the death. No matter what future illusions he has, let's get started."
On the observatory, the illusion that looked like Medivh sighed and said unhurriedly:
"A group of people destined to die, I really feel sad for you. Do you really think that I am the one in Orgrimmar? It is just a disguise, a small conspiracy. The future has already been determined, Antonidas, I
The only thing that's pitiable is you. If you hadn't gone astray, you would have achieved greater success. As for this banshee, she is just a poor fool who was deceived."
The ghost was arrogant and mysterious. It shook its head slightly, faded little by little, and disappeared.
Sylvanas gritted her teeth and said stubbornly: "I will only give in, and I will not give up. I have experienced all the suffering, such as a nightmare life, and this rotten body, nothing can defeat me."
"Really?"
On the second floor balcony of the tower, a green light suddenly lit up, illuminating a row of dark figures of different sizes.
In the center is Prince Mac'zar, an eredar with a huge body, staring at Sylvanas with a mocking look on his face.
Duke Alpha, Curator, Void Dragon, Nightmare, Evil Hooves, Chaste Saint, etc., extraordinary beings from Karazhan, all looked at the Forsaken below with proud faces.
Sylvanas scanned the faces of everyone in Karazhan. What she was most concerned about was the figure who was hidden behind the crowd, wearing a robe whose face could not be seen clearly. She felt danger.
Prince Makzhar's voice was loud: "Sylvanas, the enemy I have been waiting for is actually you. Are you leading a group of dead people to attack Karazhan? I will make you become real dead people."
"Never underestimate the dead."
Although Sylvanas was uneasy, as a leader, she had to keep a strong face and said with a ferocious smile:
"In my opinion, you are just the raw materials for making an army. Prince Makzhar, I am looking forward to the time when I will resurrect you. You will be my loyal dog. I will lick my toes, and
You will consider it an honor."
Antonidas grabbed the staff and muttered something. He was Jaina's mentor. Although Jaina's magical achievements would surpass Antonidas in the future, Antonidas was still the leading authority in the field of teleportation magic.
A large purple light flashed, and a terrifying monster appeared, with one eye and sharp teeth, rock-like skin, and sharp bone spurs protruding from its shoulders and elbows.
Behind the monster, there are seven smaller figures.
"Gruul the Dragon Slayer and his seven sons."
Prince Makzhar was stunned. He did not expect that this powerful existence in the outer realm would not be able to live in peace even after death.
Gruul, the undead dragon slayer, roared, hammered the ground with both fists, and lunged towards the front door of Karazhan. (To be continued)