On the fourth day after drinking, Kadega fell into an illusion again. To be more precise, it was the illusion that attacked and swallowed him. At that time, Kadega was working in the library, and suddenly smelled the fragrance of roses. The smell enveloped the entire house with the humid and hot air. The walls were already green, and the vines were climbing and growing freely on the bookshelf. The wide and large grape leaves replaced the collection of books and became the surrounding scene. The place where the scrolls were originally put were also covered with huge moon flowers and red star orchid seedlings. Kadega took a deep breath. What was this? His curiosity was once again aroused. It was obvious that there was no barren land here, nor the army of orcs. This was not the world he had seen in the illusion. This was a jungle, the jungle of this world, Kadega comforted himself like this.

Kardga looked around and the table and books disappeared. He was in the jungle, and there were three young men of similar age as Kardga. Their rolled bedding was placed next to the campfire and a clean pot seemed to be exploring. Their clothes did not show their identity, but they were very finely made and not something ordinary people could wear. They were playing with each other, and as before, Kardga could not hear clearly what they were saying. The blonde guy in the middle seemed to be telling stories vividly, and he looked at them.

It was like imitating a woman. The blonde boy on the right of the blonde boy laughed heartily, jokingly hitting his knee on his butt, and the two laughed in a ball. The brunette guy smiled and tidied his hair. Kardga noticed that his hairline was very backward, oh no, wait. He thought of Lothar, and the same was true for Lothar. Kardga looked at the man carefully, and the more he looked, his facial features and expressions were like Lothar. The only difference was that he had not yet carved the traces of time and his beard had not turned gray, but Kardga was sure that he was Lothar.

Kardga turned his gaze to the third person, Oh my! He saw the former Medivh. Medivh was dressed in a dark green hunter outfit, with a young and happy face under the high hood, and his eyes shining with a bright emerald color under the light of the campfire. He responded with a slightly shy smile to the story of the blonde boy. The blonde man made a gesture and pointed at him, as if he was bragging for the great achievements of the future mage. Medivh shrugged and looked even more embarrassed.

These three big boys, one is Medivh and the other is Lothar, and the third one is undoubtedly the king of Ryan now Azeras. Kenreto's archives record the early adventures of the three of them. They often explore the frontiers of the kingdom. They have fought with many attackers and monsters.

Now, these three people are in front of Kardgar. It seems that Ryan's story has just ended, and Lothar almost rolls off the wooden stake where he is sitting. Medivh covered his mouth with his hands and pretending to cough to cover up his smile.

Medivh raised his hand and pointed in one direction, as if he was saying that it was time for us to set off. Lothar finally calmed down and walked to sort out the equipment. Ryan buried his face in his hand. He seemed to be embarrassed to delay the trip.

At this moment, the jungle beside them rustled. What was moving! The three of them immediately stopped their hands, and they must have noticed something. Kardga, ​​the third party at the party, clearly felt that some malicious monsters had lurked around the camp. Lothar slowly bent down and pulled out the giant sword under his feet (a.l?). Ryan stood up alertly, pulled out a double-sided axe from behind the tree, and signaled Lothar to reconnaissance with his eyes, signaling Medivh to take charge of the other side. Medivh slowly walked towards the periphery without taking anything. It was obvious that Medivh was the strongest among the three at that time.

Ryan walked cautiously and firmly to the other side of the camp, thinking that the attacker was hiding there, and then raised his axe and swung it hard.

The attacker was forced to jump out of his hiding place. The monster was half taller than them, and in a moment, Kadega thought it was a giant orc.

He remembered Auronda's monster manual, Oh no, this is not an orc, this is a troll. The troll in front of him looked like a type of jungle troll. His skin looked dark blue under the moonlight, and his gray chicken-shaped hair grew from his forehead to his neck. Like the orc, his fangs stretched out from his chin, but unlike the orc's sharp teeth facing the sky, his fangs were longer and extended downwards, forming a curve like an ivory. His frustrated facial features were like an extended version of a human, looking extremely weird. There was a string of human bone necklaces hanging on his naked chest, and his tattoo was also clearly visible, making him look particularly ferocious.

The trolls let out a fighting roar and danced their spears to attack Ryan. Ryan wanted to retract the weapon, but his previous wave was too strong and he could not retract it in a hurry. Fortunately, Lothar charged in front of the troll, blocked the attack, and then slashed back; behind him was Medivh who followed closely, and energy gathered at his fingertips.

The trolls flexibly dodged back, dodged Lothar's attack, and then retreated with another big step, and Ryan's giant axe narrowly swept through him. The two soldiers cooperated with each other and continued to attack, forcing the trolls to retreat frequently, with only the ability to resist but no counterattack. The battle circle was getting farther and farther away from the camp, and it seemed that humans had the upper hand.

But Kadega realized that the troll's moves were not aggressive at all, and his movements seemed to be to lead humans to somewhere.

The young Medivh was shouting something to his friend, and he must have discovered the troll's trap.

Before he finished speaking, the other two trolls suddenly jumped out and attacked Ryan from both directions.

Just as the troll expected, this move came too suddenly, and Ryan was caught off guard and stabbed into his right arm. The future king screamed and his axe dropped to the ground.

With one blow, a troll continued to attack Ryan, and the other two trolls began to siege Losa. Losa calmly and skillfully waved the giant sword to defend, barely resisting the troll's attack. In this sneak attack, the troll showed their intelligence and their ambush successfully separated the two warriors and forced Medivh to choose which one to help.

He chose to help Ryan Cardag to guess that it was because Ryan was already injured. The red of flame magic flashed on his hand, Medivh rushed towards Ryan but was hit hard by the troll in the face. The heavy spear handle hit Medivh in the chin with a "ping-top". He fell down and fell down. The troll turned around in an elegant posture and came to the injured Ryan a few more times. Ryan fell down and slid down from the future monarch's hand.

Looking at the two people lying on the ground, the troll's movements were dull. It seemed to be hesitating to kill which one to kill first. In the end, he chose Medivh, who was closer to him, and the spear was raised high above his head, and the black spear tip emitted a cold light in the moonlight.

But Medivh would not give him this opportunity. Taking advantage of the moment he hesitated, Medivh seized the last chance to chant the spell silently, and the moment the spear pierced into his throat. The magic was launched, and a small whirlwind appeared out of thin air, rolling up the sand and captivating the troll's eyes. The troll hurriedly rubbed his eyes with his hands. This was the last chance! Medivh did not get up, nor did he cast a spell, but rolled forward on the spot, took out a dagger, and stabbed it into the troll's thigh.

The troll was severely injured. A shrill shout resounded throughout the jungle. He waved his spear randomly to the point of attacking Medivh. At this time, Medivh had rolled to the side, stood up and cast a spell in a low voice, and a crackling sound sounded between his fingers, and raised his hand to release a lightning ball. Hit the target! The troll was beaten hard by the strong current, and then half-kneeled down. He was finished, and his body paralyzed by the current was not in control. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not get up. The troll raised his head. He had hatred burned in his red eyes, staring at the mage.

Ryan came behind the troll, swung the giant axe and reflected the moonlight, shining with a strange light, and slashed heavily at the troll's neck...Okay, get one.

On the side of Lothar, this warrior defended the enemy's attack entirely by himself, but he only barely defended it with no power to fight back.

The troll heard the screams of his companions, and one continued to attack. The other was red and murderous intent, and rushed towards the two of them. Ryan was walking in the shadow of the sword wind and sword, beating and retreating. The troll waved his spear wildly and took two steps forward. The campfire was about to be extinguished under his feet. It was now! Medieval, hiding beside him, sang the rhythmic magic, raised his arms to his shoulders, and the clothes on his body were making noises, and the red light enveloped him.

His body, under the quiet moonlight, shining red, he was like a terrifying demon. After the last syllable, the campfire suddenly exploded, and the rising flames rushed into the sky, turning into a huge fire lion head, burning towards the troll. The troll burned like a bitumen. He screamed and jumped into the nearby pond, trying to extinguish the burning flames on his body, but that was useless. The hungry hell fire gradually swallowed the desperate troll.

When the last troll saw that the situation was not good, he forced Losar to retreat with a slam and took the opportunity to roll into the bushes. At the critical moment, it was still important to run away. Ryan had been waiting for him here. He leaned on an axe, his mouth was raised, and his eyes were waving with mockery: Xiao Fei, want to run? There was no door! Facing Ryan blocking the front, the troll roared and entered a violent state, but he forgot one thing, that is, Losar, the first warrior of the future kingdom behind him, took advantage of the troll's roar, holding a giant sword in his hand, swept the spear from the inside out, and then used the rebounding power of the spear to sweep from the outside to the inside, and cut him under his feet.

The battle is finally over.

Losar walked forward and patted Ryan, who was still bleeding from wounds, with a smile on his face, as if laughing at Ryan's bad performance. Ryan put his finger onto Lyan's lips to keep him quiet, and then pointed at Medivh.

Everyone turned to look at Medivh, who was still standing on the side, his arms were not put down, his fingers were spastic due to excessive force, twisting like an eagle claw. His lips were closed and he looked ahead dumbly. Ryan and Lothar (and Kardga) ran towards him by his name, but it was too late, and the white moonlight flowed gently, and the young Medivh collapsed to the ground.

The two rushed forward and helped Medieval up. The young mage looked very bad. His breathing was heavy, his pupils were very wide in the moonlight. His friend bent down and looked at him anxiously. He opened his mouth and barely squeezed out a sentence: "Don't look at me." He looked at Kedjie. Yes, he looked at Kedjie and fainted after he said something. Kedjie was stunned. He half opened his mouth, his face was incredible, and slowly retreated. Can Medieval see him? Just like the combat mage who had the same eyes as him, Medieval can really see him? Ryan and Lothar pinched the human and the tiger's mouth, but to no avail, Medieval has not woken up.

"Kadgar!" He heard Medivh calling him, the old voice was very clear, but it seemed to come from another world. "Kadgar!" The illusion suddenly disappeared, like lifting the curtain into a new room, Kadgar returned to the library, and in front of him was Medivh who was much older than the jungle lying.

"Young trust, are you okay? I called you several times, but you didn't answer."

"Sorry, McGrady...teacher." Kardga had not recovered yet and stuttered. He took a deep breath. "I fell into another illusion."

Medivh's thick and long eyebrows frowned. "Is it another illusion about the orcs and the red sky?" He asked with a stern face, and the green storm in his eyes began to rush.

Kardga shook his head and said carefully: "No, it's trolls, some blue trolls. In the jungle. The sky is the same as here, I think it's in our world."

Medivh seemed a little disappointed, "That's the jungle trolls. I've seen them in the south, in Stranglethorn Valley..." His expression eased, as if immersed in the memories of the past, then shook his head, as if he wanted to throw away those memories, and then asked, "Are you sure there are no orcs in this illusion?"

"Yes, teacher." Kardga replied. He didn't want to mention the attack. Did that incident hit him a big blow? Did Medivh sleep for decades because of that coma?

Looking at Medivh now, Kardgar can see many shadows of young Medivh. Compared to the past, he is taller and thinner, and he also looks a little hunched due to his age and years of research. But for some reason, he is like a young man being put into the mold of an old man. This feeling has been lingering.

"Do you have the 'Song of Egwen' here?" asked Medivh.

Kardga shook his head, "Is it a song?"

"No. It's a poem about my mother," said Medivh. "It used to be too messy and I couldn't find it. I think you might be responsible for organizing the library."

"Oh, I know it. There. Put it together with other epic scrolls." Maybe I should have told him the details of the illusion, and Kardga thought to himself. Was that attack purely an accident? Was it because of that attack that indirectly led to the meeting with Lothar decades later? What exactly is the key factor that triggers the illusion?

Medivh found the scroll, hurriedly looked through it, and took a piece of paper from the exit pocket to verify what was going on.

"I have to leave." Medivh put the paper back into his pocket. "Go away right away."

"Will I go too?" Khadga asked.

"No, I'll go alone this time." The Astral Master strode forward and walked out the door. "I will hand over your next course to Moros."

"When will you be back?" Cardga asked loudly, Medivh had already walked very far.

"When I should come back." Medivh's answer came from afar. He stepped forward to the top of the tower. Kadega seemed to see Moros guarding there, and the griffin had been waiting for a long time.

"Okay," Kardga looked back at the books, putting his hands on his hips. "I'm here to study this big hourglass."

Medivh had been away for a whole week, and for Kardga, ​​it was also an extremely fulfilling week. Every day he buried himself in the library, and Moros was responsible for three meals. At night, he would make do with the big table in the library for one night, and he would just come here for a week.

He found some ancient books, some ancient books about time, holy light and magic. Just as he was studying hard, he received a letter from Kenretto. The letter was a reply to his last report: Jazba hoped that he could send him a copy of the Eagwen epic. Ms. Dales said in the letter that she did not know what the books were talking about, and asked Kardag if he could excerpt a passage under each bibliography and then mail her. Orunda firmly believed that there was a fifth troll in the world, and believed that Kardag had not read all the monster manuals carefully. Kardagag put their request aside, and he had more important things to do.

Breakthrough is a simple spell Hawkeye, which uses to expand its vision several times and see things in the distance. A priest called "Sacred Vision" and imparted it to local monks. Even if it can travel through space, perhaps after modification, it can travel through time, Kardga guesses. This attempt probably won't work in the outside world, where the rigid time limit is too much.

But here, everything is possible in Karazan's Medivh Tower. At least, the twisted space and the flowing sand of time provide prerequisites for the experiment. Those strange fragments of time, once encountered, will be easily taken into another time and space.

Despite the clues, Kadega still couldn't find more information. He needed more information. Maybe those who were sleeping in layers of protection were lying on ancient books. This is really damn.

He turned his eyes to the most important research notes written by Medivh himself. It was strange that the notes rarely involved these illusions that seemed to be specially prepared for other visitors. Did Medivh hide the information in another place, or was he more interested in things outside the castle?

It is very complicated to create a magic that summons the illusion in the tower, not as simple as using Hawkeye outside. How does time run? What does the current time indicate? Only with a profound and thorough understanding of these issues can one create that kind of magic. A subtle difference in a gesture, even the change in the surrounding air taste will lead to the failure of the entire magic, and the gathered energy will disappear as a result. Sometimes, the failed magic will cause energy disorder and lose control; in recent research, Kadega discovered that the more juliè the energy turbulence, the more serious the consequences it will cause. It means that the closer the magic is to success, but generally speaking, those energy will disappear silently due to the failure of magic. You must know that life is not satisfactory. Of course, only a few mages can survive the backlash of juliè's energy. In this way, mages are also a very dangerous profession.!

During Kardgart's research, he was always worried that Medivh would come back. In search of an epic scroll or something that suddenly appeared behind him. What if it was discovered? Will he tell Medivh about his research? Suppose he told Medivh what he did, will the great Astral Mage encourage him or stop him?

After five days of worry, Kadega felt that his magic seemed to be successful. On the basis of retaining the original structure of Hawkeye, Kadega gave his new spell a random function, which could search for random phantoms. The scattered sands of time were brighter and hotter than the real environment; in short, it was more weird, and the new magic was to find them.

The spell also has a new feature: sound reappears. Just as people on the back of their ears are used to holding their hands into cups and putting them to their ears to increase their hearing. Magic can collect and amplify sounds and then process them. The caster can easily understand others' words in the illusion. Although it cannot handle sounds in the distance, it has a wonderful characteristic: the caster can hear the person's words when he looks at him.

On the fifth night, Kardag completed his magical operations. He stood up and left a humble manuscript and magic circle for Medivh, who wrote down the entire process of magic. If something unexpected happened this time, at least Medivh would understand what was going on. Kardag thought so and walked into the warehouse.

Like other great mages, Medivh owns a huge warehouse for storing magical materials. Well, you can imagine the warehouse of the most powerful magician in Azeroth, which is only the one you can't imagine. There is nothing that can't be found. Only an hour later, a magic circle appeared in the library, its outer circle was surrounded by amethyst, and the energy-filled quartz was used to build the inner patterns of the magic circle. Finally, everything was ready, only the east wind was missing. Kardga finally reviewed the spell (most of which I already knew in Dalaran), and finally practiced a gesture (it was learned by myself), put on a loose robe (to increase my luck), and walked into the magic circle.

Kardga stopped and adjusted his state. Yes, this time it was not a trick or a simple instant magic. This was a huge and dangerous magic. If it were in Violet City, there would definitely be a group of mages who found him and forced him to swear a poisonous oath to never dare to do this again. He shook his head, took a deep breath, and started.

The magic circle emits magnificent and soft light, and powerful magic begins to operate in the array. Just like a rainbow on the water swaying gently with the waves, he feels the energy condense in his body and gather into a warm ball. This is the center of magic control. As long as the caster does not have any trouble, it can quickly respond to the command and change the magic effect.

Kadega passed consciousness into the sphere: I want to find an illusion, and these illusions are in the tower, bringing it over and bringing it to me. The sphere roared for a while and then quieted down, and it seemed as if waiting for Kadega's specific orders.

"Bring an illusion," the young mage ordered, "let me see the young Medivh."

With a light burst, energy flew out of his consciousness and entered the real world to find his master's target. Just as Kadega was waiting for a reply, the library was blowing. Wind? How could there be wind here? Kadega looked around and found that the library seemed to be different from what it was just now. It was an illusion, which slowly surrounded Kadega.

Just like someone opened the window and a gust of wind blew, Kadega felt a chill, and he entered a wrong fantasy.

There was another cold wind, and the cold air seemed to come from Nordson. Although Kadega repeatedly told him that it was just a illusion, he still couldn't help but tremble all over. It was so cold!

The surrounding walls gradually faded away, replaced by a white plain; the cold wind swept away the books and scrolls, leaving behind a deep and thick snow; the chairs, books and bookshelf and so on all disappeared, and heavy snow fell down.

He stood on the hillside, buried his knees in the snow, but left no trace. He became a ghost-like existence in this illusion.

Kardga looked around and the white air that exhaled out was rolling and disappeared. On the right was a forest, and the blizzard had almost buried it. To the far left was a mountain shining with bright white. Kardga initially thought it was a whole white boulder. When he looked carefully, he found that it was ice, and the huge ice layer attached to the cliff, like an invisible hand leading the river here and frozen. The ice river stood tall like the peak of Dalaran, and a few tiny black dots moved in the white. They were either eagles or falcons, and on the giant iceberg, they looked so small.

In front of him was a canyon, an army trekking through the snow. The soldiers stepped through the snow and stepped out the black soil under their feet, leaving behind a winding ink mark. They were wearing red battle armor and cow horn helmets, and a black high-necked cloak floated behind them. It can be seen from the weapons they were wearing. They were a group of hunters. In front of the team, the leader held a long wooden pole high. The head of a huge green reptile was hung on the top of the pole so that Kadega thought.

The army gradually approached, and when Kardga saw what it was, he took a breath of air conditioning. Even in Violet City, he had only seen the skull of the dragon. He never thought of seeing the skull with his own eyes. Where is this? What era is this?

The army roared, maybe they were shouting slogans or singing. But the voices of those guys were really unsatisfactory, which sounded more like some kind of curse. The sound was very blurry, like it was coming from a deep well, but at least, Kardga could hear every syllable clearly.

They were closer to Kardga. Kardga finally saw what team this was. They did not have red battle armor, red was their skin color; they did not have cow horn helmets, and their horns were on their heads; the black high-necked cloak was nonsense, replaced by two pairs of flesh wings.

They are demons. Kadega heard them in Jazeba's speech, and the existence of demons also mentioned in the manual collected by Quirigan. They are a monster that is more bloodthirsty and cruel than orcs. It seems that the team has just passed a battle of jiliè, with their swords covered with blood and most of the demons covered with scars.

There are so many demons here, they have just returned from hunting dragons. What is this? What era is this?

A slight sound came from behind, and Kadega turned his head and realized that there was someone behind him.

This is a woman with a holy light radiance, she quietly approached from behind Kadega, leaving only undetectable traces on the snow. She did not notice Kadega, or she disdained to pay attention to Kadega.

She was wearing a silver scaled suit, and a white cape with a hooded cloak beneath her obediently. Ixi could see the green silk lining of the cloak, and the silver-edged cap covered her blonde hair. This white outfit hid her cleverly in the snow. She stood quietly on the cliff, and it seemed that the cold weather did not affect her. (Kadja sneeze!). She also wore an emerald necklace, emitting a blurred green light, as beautiful as her eyes as dazzling as emerald after a wipe; as quiet and majestic as the sea after the storm. Kaderja was familiar with this look, and Medivh had stared at him with the same look, as if she wanted to see through his heart.

This is Medivh's mother, Aegwen, the legendary mage closest to God.

Murphy's story was finished, and the little guys were also excited to listen.

The poor man from the family laughed and said, "Sister-in-law, Medivh is really a very powerful person! Moreover, I finally understand a little why Kardag, who was obviously here to monitor Medivh, admired Medivh later!"

Murphy giggled, "The setting of Kardgar, or the character, is actually different from the mage in a relative sense. Generally, mages are old-fashioned and rigorous, but Kardgar is completely different. From the previous stories, everyone should have heard that Kardgar is smart and curious, likes to study and explore some unknown secrets. All these narratives fully outline the image of a naughty young mage, hahaha!"

"Yes, right!" Maomaoyu also smiled and said, "Kadja is really not the orthodox mage!"

Murphy also smiled and continued, "During Kadega's time to go to Karazan to follow Medivh as an apprentice. He won Medivh's favor with his intelligence and learning, and also accumulated strong strength for himself. Such a Kedgi is a flesh-and-blood mortal image, but he shoulders the responsibilities he should bear. Like any ordinary person, he is afraid, but he can make the right choice in the face of fear. Well, that is, Medivh's story later, although I have not mentioned it in detail, I have also roughly said that although he was ruthlessly robbed of his youth in that battle, he eventually won himself the title of one of the greatest magicians in the league with wisdom and courage. In short, Kedgih is also a very powerful person!"

"Yeah, yeah!" The little guys nodded one after another.
To be continued...