After reading this, Robbie and Vanessa both looked strange!
The woman has already agreed to marry him, so why is Medivh still falling out of love?
"Witch, damn Witch Star.
"Esis confessed to me that their witch clan changes gender with every tide. According to Azeroth's time, one tide takes about twelve years. In other words, Isis was a man when he was born. Now,
She is in the second tide, so she becomes a woman. When the third tide comes, she will transform back into a man, and the cycle begins again.
"She said he didn't care and that our love could conquer everything, but I couldn't accept it."
Robbie and Vanessa looked at each other and fell in love with an alien race. In addition to habits, customs and other issues that needed to be overcome, there were also unexpected physiological issues, such as gender change. Medivh was obviously at a loss.
"The separation from Isis made me feel dejected. She left sadly, but I couldn't pursue her past. The fate of life is so helpless. Just like I was hesitating, should I save Azeroth or be selfish?
For some, it may not be a difficult choice to exclusively enjoy the great honor of being a guardian."
"First of all, I can't do it. I can't make the night elves doubt Elune. I can't overturn the king's inheritance of the human kingdom. My mother once did an experiment. She taught farmers to use a new method of sowing, which can greatly
To increase the yield of crops and save a lot of tedious work, everyone can learn simple magic skills. But the farmers refused. They would rather watch their children starve than abandon the traditions of their ancestors.
."
"My mother threatened the farmers with her life, thinking that they would gradually accept it. However, more than ten years later, those farmers returned to their primitive planting methods. This is ignorance that we cannot understand. The creatures of Azeroth are full of cunning.
Thinking, but without a spirit of doubt, they are just a group of backward indigenous people, don't put your hope in these poor people."
"Without a spirit of doubt, there will be no progress. I have a friend, the leader of the class, named Alpha. I have seen his efforts for his planet time and time again. He has suffered countless head injuries.
His advanced thinking and skeptical spirit became the subject of ridicule by the tribesmen, who regarded him as a madman. He was ridiculed by the backward and ignorant natives, and the repeated blows finally made him completely lose confidence.
"I will not waste my energy for Azeroth. Those who fall behind will be beaten, and those who are ignorant are destined to be eliminated. The natives living in Azeroth are not qualified to receive my kind help. I will only use the most brutal method
Treat them, watch them suffer all kinds of pain and suffering, let the never-ending war destroy everything good, and make their lives full of pain. And all of that is because of their own ignorance and ignorance, and they can't blame others."
"Perhaps I will become a god. It takes hundreds of thousands or millions of lives for a great emperor to achieve great deeds. Instead, the birth of a god will turn the entire planet into a sea of fire. This is my lifelong ideal and pursuit."
In the second half of "The Book of Medivh", it records his mastery of magic and learning experience, as well as a large amount of experimental research data, covering Medivh's life-long efforts.
However, the most shocking thing is the mental journey in Medivh's diary.
To live or not to live.
If you fall behind, you will be beaten.
Strictly speaking, Azeroth has a long history of civilization, no shorter than the history of the Burning Legion.
But he was crushed by the Burning Legion, which can only mean that he failed to live up to his expectations.
A person's knowledge often depends on his position. When Medivh stood at the height of the Burning Legion, he saw the problem in Azeroth.
Based on Robbie's personal experience, Medivh's choice cannot be said to be completely wrong. Ignorance and backward thinking are difficult to change and are even more terrifying than the bewitchment of the ancient gods.
The ancient gods gave people power, but they fell into madness. Who can guarantee that the madman is right?
In the eyes of the backward natives, Medivh and Alpha were just a bunch of lunatics.
Especially a god who can perform miracles, like Elune, who can doubt her!
The night elves will not change, and the same goes for humans. Apart from complete destruction, the hope of redemption is very slim.
It is easy to save one person, but it is hopeless and helpless to save an entire race, or even a planet. After reading Medivh's diary, Robbie's heart was filled with excitement, and the joy of harvesting the Book of Medivh was much diluted.
Robbie didn't know what Vanessa was thinking, and the two just remained silent, staring in the direction of Karazhan.
From the banquet hall, we walked slowly to the opera house.
Sylvanas' undead realm has gathered hundreds of thousands of ghosts, like a vast ocean of water. This is a real natural disaster army.
Tens of thousands of banshees surrounded Sylvanas, howling in terror together. The walls collapsed wherever they went, and the doors and windows turned into dust. Only a few solid stone pillars were still holding on.
The Scourge is rampaging, destroying everything in Karazhan.
Those gorgeous furnishings, exquisite and ancient artworks, and a famous painting hanging on the wall are all priceless treasures. A certain simple vase has the name of an artist from a hundred years ago engraved on the bottom.
This is a palace of art. In this war-torn era, a few pieces of art have been preserved, recording the history of Azeroth's civilization.
Unfortunately, all of this decayed bit by bit due to the destruction of the Scourge Legion, and eventually turned into dust.
Gul'dan was trembling, Duke Alpha looked desperate, Prince Maczal looked sad, and the Karazhan generals did not dare to approach Sylvanas. In the face of this terrifying power, everyone had already begun to think about retreating.
"It's a pity to leave here. Karazhan has accumulated thousands of years of wealth. If I had known, part of it would have been transferred away." Duke Alpha regretted it and beat his chest.
"Sylvanas is too powerful at the moment. The retreat is for future counterattacks. This is not a shameful thing." Prince Maczal agreed naturally.
"In this case, let us temporarily evacuate Karazhan." Gul'dan looked at the terrifying realm of the undead unwillingly. Facing Karazhan that was about to collapse, he was about to issue an order to retreat.
A stone pillar collapsed due to decay. At the top of the stone pillar, a secret room that was originally supported suddenly fell into pieces. As the light shattered, a group of gray liquid fell from the sky.
Sylvanas didn't care. Karazhan contained all kinds of bizarre and dangerous things, but her undead legions were all ghosts and banshees. They had no entities and were not afraid of physical attacks. The collapse of Karazhan would not harm the ghosts.
However, the gray liquid dispersed like mist, covering the entire Karazhan almost instantly.
"They are truly a bunch of useless trash. In that case, Karazhan will be guarded by me."
The mysterious voice echoed in everyone's ears, and the generals in Karazhan were stunned. Gul'dan realized that the space here had been imprisoned and could not be teleported out.
The invincible Sylvanas finally stopped, and time stopped. The fallen objects, collapsed walls, tilted tables and chairs, and a quill in front of her eyes were all suspended in mid-air.
Then, time began to flow backwards, the collapsed stone pillars slowly returned to their original positions, the broken walls became the same again, countless wood chips were glued together and reassembled into tables and chairs, and the broken vase fragments were put together.
Returning to the table, famous paintings were hung on the wall again, with no dust at all visible.
Sylvanas found herself going backwards, everything she did going backwards.
"This is the power of time. Time affects the area of Karazhan, and everything is returning to its original state."
Gul'dan and Prince Mac'zhar were both surprised. They had never seen such magical power before, and the arrogant Sylvanas was completely powerless to resist.
Only Duke Alpha looked pale: "It's over, it's over, we will all become prisoners of time."
Gul'dan was shocked when he heard this and asked hurriedly: "What is a prisoner of time?"
Duke Alpha was sweating profusely and replied uneasily:
"Before it affects us, let me explain to you. That black mist is called the Time Vortex. It can control the flow of time and return Karazhan to before Sylvanas attacked."
"Such a magical power, isn't it great?" Prince Maczal showed a look of joy. The law of time is one of the most difficult subjects. Even in the Burning Legion, the study of time is kept secret.
Duke Alpha shook his head, his face turned ashen:
"It's not that simple. The time vortex is Experimental Subject No. 001, and it is also the most dangerous experimental subject. He took the initiative to let Medivh seal it. He can freeze time in a certain area. From now on, Karazhan will remain unchanged and will always look like that.
We are the prisoners here
, there is no way to escape. If there is an outside invader, he will affect Karazhan, maybe defeat us, maybe be defeated by us, but this is meaningless, it will return to the starting point after a while. The outsider will also become us
One of them, trapped in the vortex of time and space and unable to extricate himself."
"No, no, it can't be like this." How could Gul'dan be willing to do so? His eyes were blood red and he shouted loudly: "We must work together to escape from this prison."
Duke Alpha laughed miserably: "It's too late. After Experimental Subject No. 001 appears, it will first confine the space here, and then slowly establish a solidified origin of time. With our power, we cannot break his spatial confinement."
Among the generals in Karazhan, Gul'dan, who has little understanding of time and space and is unreliable, is already the most powerful.
In contrast, Antonidas, the great mage outside Karazhan, was far more accomplished in space than Gul'dan. When he noticed the changes in Karazhan's space, he hesitated for a moment.
If Sylvanas is trapped in Karazhan, she may not be able to take her place.
Although Antonidas is a great mage, unfortunately he is very lacking in necromancy and necromantic magic and cannot lead the Forsaken in the Undercity. Think about the terrifying existence standing behind Sylvanas.
Antonidas had no choice but to take action and use all his efforts to rescue Sylvanas.
It's a pity that he failed. Experimental Subject 001's confinement of space was perfect without any flaws.
Antonidas tried his best, but he could only awaken Sylvanas's consciousness and make her realize that time was going backwards.
Sylvanas struggled hard, and the terrifying power of the dead burst out from the possessed young man's body.
This had a certain effect. The reversal of time stopped slightly and was frozen for a few seconds. Unfortunately, it only had this effect.
Antonidas was desperate. He could only retreat carefully to ensure that he would not be involved in the time vortex. The generals of Karazhan also held a collective moment of silence, waiting for the arrival of eternal peace.
A straight ray of moonlight fell from the sky, penetrated the fog that shrouded Karazhan, passed through the slowly repaired roof, and shone directly on the young man possessed by Sylvanas.
Sylvanas let out a scream, transformed into a banshee and flew into the sky along the white beam of light.
This beam of light is the only hope of escape. Karazhan will eventually fly towards the beam of light. Unfortunately, after Sylvanas escapes, the beam of light disappears, and the power of the time vortex envelopes Karazhan again.
Sylvanas flew in front of Antonidas. In order to escape from Karazhan, she spent all her strength, her body turned into dust, and the remaining soul form was a little unstable.
"Retreat immediately."
Sylvanas got into a coffin, which was the spare body she prepared for herself.
After a while, Karazhan was forever quiet, and all the collapsed buildings were restored to their original state, as if nothing had happened. The mage tower shrouded in mist became a place of eternal peace, becoming more and more bizarre and mysterious.
Not far from Karazhan, there is a gathering place for ogres, and there is a garbage dump with skeletons buried nearby.
An inconspicuous ghoul carefully climbed out of the ground and looked at Karazhan under the moonlight, his eyes flashing with a strange red light, and he showed an evil and proud smile. (To be continued)