World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

Under Nergo's insults that could be described as "getting to the bottom of things", Medivh became more and more manic. He separated into several phantoms, each of which stared at Nergo.

Nergo stood ready, his eyes always focused on Medivh.

"There are three phantoms in total. I will help you hold them down, and then you go and kill one." Nelgo pulled Khadgar and helped him avoid a fireball.

"Huh? Me?" Khadgar was obviously a little stupid. He had been in this room for a long time, and he had always been the atmosphere team, and he was almost beaten to death.

Now you ask me to kill a phantom of Medivh, how can I be so virtuous and capable! ?

"Human potential is infinite, believe in yourself."

Having said this, Nergo turned into a ghost wolf and rushed forward quickly, biting an phantom, and slapped him on the head with a claw.

Fight.

Khadgar looked at the situation and knew he had no choice. He charged hard, but in Medivh's eyes he couldn't crawl much faster than a turtle.

"We are mages, trust." Medivh laughed at him and said: "It turns out that staying with the tribe for a long time has caused your brain to deteriorate. I thought that staying with the tribe for a long time has strengthened your body. How dare you use a sword?" Come up."

A magic was connected to Khadgar's body, and Medivh hoped to suck his soul away.

"Ah!!!" With a scream, Khadgar's soul was ruthlessly plundered by magic. At this moment, Khadgar felt that his life force was constantly passing away.

Death is close at hand.

"This guy can't escape now."

Nergo scratched the phantom he bit hard several times to make sure that the phantom was dead, and then quickly used wind shears towards the phantom that was releasing the spell, interrupting his spellcasting.

The magic was interrupted, and Nergo left Khadgar lying on the ground. With the thunder, Nergo transformed into a ghost wolf and rushed over quickly. The sharp claws on his hands were also wrapped with countless terrifying thunder. snake.

And Medivh did not panic.

Frost.

An icy wind blew on Nergo, quickly freezing him.

"The next step is yours, trust."

Medivh breathed a sigh of relief. Nergo was really a formidable opponent. Even his guardian body couldn't defeat him quickly.

And what about Khadgar?

Khadgar was so tired that he lay quietly on the floor, unable to stand up.

Although Khadgar's soul was not sucked away due to the timely interruption, the consequence of the loss of a large amount of vitality was that he began to age rapidly.

From being childish on the face to becoming mature, from being mature to being old.

Khadgar adjusted his breathing. Although his breathing was still difficult and rapid, it at least made him feel like he was still alive. His joints were burning. The fire spells released by Medivh had not disappeared because of his aging, and his muscles were sore, probably because he had not adapted to his current body. He tried to get up, using the reflection of the obsidian floor to see his face clearly...

It was an old man looking at himself, his gloomy, tired eyes surrounded by countless wrinkles and gray hair. Even his beard turned pale.

this is me?

Khadgar's heart grew colder. His life and magic have been taken away, and he no longer has the confidence to make it out alive.

But, that's it, it's good, at least I'm trying to save Azeroth.

Khadgar was a little bitter. He regretted not going to Karazhan, but regretting not yelling at the devil like Nergo before.

"It's really dramatic," Medivh gradually approached Khadgar. "One of the negative effects of possessing a human body is that my human side will always show up from time to time. To make friends, to save people, and occasionally to let others My spells got a lot weaker. This made me have a lot of trouble killing them later. You know what? When I killed Moros and Cook, I almost cried. That's what I was hiding from Reason to come here to train. But like anything, you get used to it. Once you get used to it, you can kill your friends like a stranger."

As the distance between them grew closer, his shoulders relaxed, and his emerald eyes shone with intelligence and a certain danger. He looked even more ordinary than the usual Medivh, and he seemed full of confidence. It looks relaxed and comfortable, but it makes people feel boundless fear and devilish madness.

He stroked his flaming beard, one of the symbols of Sargeras.

"Now, you are going to die soon, young trust," Medivh said. "It seems that your trust has been given to the wrong person after all." Medivh raised his palms shining with energy.

In fact, he didn't like to deal with these guys in such a hurry. Originally, according to his idea, he would recruit tribe members from other universes who had surrendered to the Legion and let Nergo have a good fight with them.

It’s also a seller’s show.

Especially when Grommash, who had drunk the blood of demons, appeared in front of Nelgo, Sargeras was curious. Could he really be a ruthless thunderstorm like he is now?

He turned to look at the mass of ice, "I don't know what you will look like after you are infused with evil energy."

To be honest, he does admire Nergo, or he appreciates people with talent and strength.

And how old is Nergo this year? No more than 25, and in terms of strength, he has already reached a level that many Loa and demigods cannot match. Compared with him, the top brass of the legion who were insulted by him seemed to say that they were useless.

But when he looked at the ice, he was surprised to find that the ice was melting and then cracking rapidly.

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"You can't trap Thunder, just like you can't trap me for long!" Nergo broke away from it, and then the sound of heaven in his palm lit up, and a force of wind element was thrown out by him, and a huge wind blew Medivh is having a hard time standing.

The energy in Medivh's hand shot out towards Nergo, bathing him in starlight.

This is a magic that can control people's hearts. If they are hit by this magic, they will obey it.

The twinkling stars around Nergo receded, and he was really like a thunderstorm. With the harsh thunder and the strong wind, Nergo raised his head high and began to charge.

But surprisingly, he actually rushed towards Medivh, not Khadgar, and even his eyes were as angry as before.

How can it be! ?

Medivh was really surprised this time. His magic couldn't control him?

But then he raised the corner of his mouth again, and this was how he could show Nergo's value.

He took a step back and dodged Nergo's first lightning bolt. Nergo turned to blowing the wind, forcing Medivh back again. Then there was a roar, and thunder and lightning began to emit from his five fingers, and Medivh was forced to take a third step back.

The rapid attacks caused the blue energy shield temporarily summoned on Medivh to quickly collapse.

"You're being a little too annoying."

Medivh began to feel a little irritated, and the resistance in his body became stronger and stronger. If it continued, he might not be able to get out of the mage tower even if he killed the two of them, let alone replace Nergo to rule the tribe.

He raised a hand like an eagle's talon, and boundless mana leaped between his palms. He wanted to burn Nergo to death.

Watching Nergo being consumed by the flames gave him a sense of accomplishment, except for the fact that he wasn't dead yet.

But what about Khadgar?

Medivh thought he didn't need to worry about Khadgar, as the young and old mage was no longer a threat.

Until, the sword assigned to Khadgar by the tribe had pierced Medivh's left chest.

The blade enchanted by the tribe shone with unprecedented intensity, just like the thunder summoned by Nelgo.

"Someone told me that a lion fights a rabbit with all his strength." Khadgar used all his strength to insert the sword, and then he said with some relief.

At this moment, time seemed to have stopped, and huge beads of sweat dripped from Medivh's forehead.

"It looks like I'm going to lose again." Medivh smiled, "I thought you didn't know how to use a sword, young trust."

"I want to." Khadgar breathed hard, his tone sounding like that of a person who has just learned to speak. "The human part of you, Medivh, ignore your plans and make friends, save people, and be kind to everyone around you. .As a backup plan in case you end up falling into madness. If you do, your friend, me, will stop you and break the cycle for you that you have been unable to break out of."

Medivh sighed hard, his expression softened, and it looked like human consciousness had reached its peak. "I never wanted to hurt anyone," he said, "I just wanted to have my own life." But as he spoke, his face became ferocious again, and he raised his hands convulsively, with his palms Magic light gathered in the room, preparing to burn Khadgar to death just like Nergo.

But Khadgar wouldn't give him this chance. Without even a moment's hesitation, Carder used all his strength and thrust the thick sword blade between Medivh's ribs, straight into his heart.

The expression on Medivh's face was very surprised, even shocked. But he still opened his mouth, struggling to say something.

The sword in Khadgar's hand had reached the hilt, and the tip of the sword was exposed from the robe behind the mage. The mage fell to his knees, and Khadgar fell with him, but his hands remained clasped tightly on his sword, ensuring his death. Medivh took a hard breath and finally said a word.

"Thank you." He said: "I have tried my best to fight against him, but I..."

After that, Medivh's face began to rapidly deform, his beard completely turned into flames, and a pair of horns protruded from the front of his eyebrows. With Medivh's death, Sargeras finally revealed his true form. Khadgar felt a heat coming from the hilt of the sword in his hand, Medivh's body was burning, and the flames were transforming him into a being of shadow and flame.

Behind the seriously injured Astral Mage who was kneeling on his knees, Khadgar saw the charred Nergo and rushed up again. Nergo was in a bit of a mess now, with thick smoke and unburned flames all over his body, but when he saw Medivh's appearance, he still threw out lightning, allowing the terrifying heat to quickly evaporate his body.

Lines of blue lightning entangled Medivh's body, causing wounds on his body.

This move was like buying a bottle of soda, shaking it hard and then opening it. Everything in Medivh's body quickly spurted out from the wounds on his body.

The arcane power inherited by the Guardians belongs to the shadow and evil power that Sargeras brought to this body.

They were erupted like a volcano, with huge amounts of magic splashing everywhere, and then disappeared without a trace in Karazhan, as if they had never existed.

But at this time, the outside world had already changed drastically, and the surrounding areas began to become dangerous and desolate. Even the sunshine forest located to the west of the tower was affected by this and turned into what people called the Twilight Forest.

A demonic face with horns on its forehead appeared, struggling and wailing in despair.

When it was all over, all that was left was Medivh's ashes and the chicken leg staff. Furthermore, everything within him has been eaten away by demonic fire and Nelgo's lightning.

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All that was left was a skull glowing red and white.

Nergo picked up the skull and hung it around his waist.

Nergo let out a sigh of relief.

He slowly walked up to Khadgar and patted him on the shoulder, "Although I don't like humans very much, you are an exception. Your courage and will are just like the orcs."

Nergo picked up the staff and handed it to Khadgar, "Although we may become rivals due to camp reasons in the future, at least for now, you deserve it."

Atiesh, the legendary staff of the Guardians, this artifact contains the power of the Guardians for thousands of years. If given to Khadgar, it will probably mean that the alliance will be strengthened.

But Nelgo didn't care, even the guardian was dead, so what could a staff used by the guardian do?

"The staff is yours, and I'm going to use Medivh's skull to make a drum." After Nergo simply distributed the spoils, he found that Khadgar did not take the staff.

"Warchief, the staff belongs to you, please give me the skull." Khadgar said.

"You humans also have a tradition of using the skulls of your enemies to make props?" Nergo didn't understand. What use did he want the skull for?

"I want to build a tomb for him." Khadgar said after a moment of silence.

Nergo also fell silent, "This is Atiesh, the legendary staff of the guardian. It is an artifact."

"I know."

"After you take him, you may become a new member of the Kingdom Council. After inheriting the power of the guardian, you will become a guest of all kings. You will not lack power and power."

"I know too."

"Then why are you still obsessed with an almost useless skull? Even if it is made into a prop, it cannot compare to this artifact, just to build a tomb for Medivh?"

Nergo said: "This will become the territory of the tribe in the future. Even if you build a tomb here, no one will be able to come and see it."

"At least I am worthy of my heart." Khadgar didn't know why he was so insistent on burying Medivh, but thinking of his life in Karazhan, he felt that he needed to leave the last one for this late "friend" destination.

Khadgar shook his old head and shed a line of tears.

"Join the tribe. I swear in the name of Nergo Thunder. After joining the tribe, Karazhan will be your territory. You will be allowed not to participate in the war against humans. You can freely worship Medivh here..."

"I am still a human." Khadgar interrupted the war chief, "After today, if you are willing to let me go, then I will find the other humans and fight side by side with them. If you are not willing, then I will still return to Cage.”

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In the end, Khadgar is gone. Maybe he will never return to Karazhan. Maybe he can one day continue the legacy of the Guardian here, but at least for now, he is still a mage apprentice, ready to find the rest of the human resistance tribe. apprentice.

"You really make it difficult for me." On the high tower in Karazhan, Nelgo sighed as he looked at Khadgar's figure walking further and further below.

"I quite admire you."

Unfortunately, I don’t want to join the tribe.

"Why not kill him, Warchief?"

Someone came up and asked.

"Who will be our opponent after killing him? A bunch of mediocre and incompetent wastes?" Nergo glanced at him.

"Besides, who said he must not join the tribe." Nergo suddenly smiled and asked, "How is your work going?"

"All the magic in Karazhan has been sealed. We have set up a barrier here to ensure that no one can come in."

"Yes." Nergo nodded, "Tell the others that we will return to Orgrimmar."

Just wait, Khadgar, sooner or later you'll be back here.