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Chapter 60 The Night of Bloody Rain (2)

"Ah, by the way. Ryan." After the meeting, Medivh asked strangely: "You said I woke up because I was blessed by these two. So what about my father?" He smiled shyly, full of admiration. "I've been sleeping for so long, he must be very worried about me. I guess he must have used various methods, right? Where is others?"

This sentence comes out, no one is willing to answer it at the time.

Lothar looked at Medivh's face that looked particularly young and childish because of his deep sleep, and suddenly turned his head away unbearably.

Ryan swallowed, and his eyes flickered, holding Medivh's hand tightly. "Listen to me, Med, listen to me calmly."

"Um?"

Ryan stared at Medivh's jade-colored eyes and said, "Your father has passed away."

"Diet?" Medivh repeated Ryan's words in disbelief, as if he heard a ridiculous joke. "Ha! How is it possible! This is impossible! Ryan, what are you kidding!! This is impossible!!"

He clenched his fists and roared.

Saait frowned in surprise. He flashed suddenly, flashed to Medivh's bedside, waved open the magic barrier, he was the first person to appear strange.

Before Ryan could question, the mana in Medivh's body seemed to explode due to his emotional excitement at this moment, which made Saait's mana barrier almost shatter.

"Med, calm down! Please calm down!" Ryan ignored his safety and shouted at Medivh at the top of his lungs.

Perhaps affected by the overflowing magic energy of the Guardian, Karazan's outer magic barrier was visible to the naked eye, and various defensive spells were activated one after another. Lightning as thick as a bucket was slashed in the sky. Flames of several people suddenly rose on the surface of the outer surface, and the temperature in Karazan dropped to a terrible level.

"Med, please calm down." Ryan was protected by Saait's mana shield and was in good condition. Later, Terenas and Loza's teeth were chuckling, so cold that they could not speak.

Terenas's body subconsciously moved, blocking Alice and Silvie. It was obvious that he had not forgotten the two girls he had gotten with.

With his cover, Alice, who had a subconscious sense of security, struggled to support a holy light barrier to protect herself and Silvi.

Ryan shouted again: "Med!"

A thunder roared down, covering up his voice.

"What a big scene! He did it on purpose!" The man smiled and looked at the vision of surging mana outside the window. "Now you should know that your actions have completely failed, right? Morag."

Morag lowered his head and lowered his hands, saying no.

The man glanced at the faint black mist rising on his body.

"You are dissatisfied, are you? Do you think you can still fight, are you? You even think that I did something unnecessary. Did you?" The man said, and approached him. At the end, he directly pressed his forehead against his head.

Morag raised his eyes and saw only his deep and dark eyes, with darkness that seemed to be devouring, and seemed to be brewing countless stars, making him at a loss for a moment.

But who is he? After realizing his sudden loss of mind, Morag felt cold in his heart and hurriedly lowered his eyes. He was sweating in his body. The other party was too far from him, so big that he could only say sincerely: "I dare not! Sir."

"Don't think of me as shallow as you." The man said lightly. "Stormwind City has a few good days to live, with flowers and flowers coming to his end. So your arrangement is useless."

His eyes fell on the collapsed vase in the corner of the wall, and the white and pink flowers inside rolled desolately on the ground, stained with another deeper red.

"By the way, your taste is really bad"

Morag followed his gaze and Talia, who had just been invincible, was now describing her miserable lying on the ground. She looked like a doll that was tragically ruined by a child, her hands and feet were folded into strange shapes, bones pierced the flesh, and blood kept flowing out of those terrible wounds. It was not enough to stain the precious carpet, and it continued to flow forward.

Seeing Morague's eyes see him, Talia's mouth twitched gently, as if she wanted to say something. Her eyes were full of pleading and expectation, as if she hoped Morague could help her.

Morag calmly moved his eyes away, as if there was only a mass of air on the ground.

"Arrogant, stupid, self-righteous," he said softly, not just a simple statement of facts in his words. "But only this is the only way to control it. She is not worthy of being my subordinate, but it is just a disposable item."

“As farewell products, the quality is too poor.”

"I'll do my best." It was not until this moment that Morager urged him to the point of mouth, but after saying this, he immediately closed his mouth again.

"Well, I understand, it is not an easy job to find a soul from another world." Looking at Morag's expression of surprise, the man shook his head gently. "What should I say? Your luck is really bad. Finding such a person? Just looking at it, you know that it is something that even the value of training is not worth."

"Sir, I know?"

"All right, don't test me. I know more and more multi-level problems than you know. Why don't you think about yourself first? Medivh has closed the mana barrier. If you want to go through it, think about it. Yi is a little flying insect that passes through the spider field."

"He just woke up, why can he control such a great amount of magic?"

"It is precisely because of his strength that you are ordered to stop him from waking up, right? This is the power of the guardian." The man said absent-mindedly.

But Morag believed it, and he decisively bowed his head and admitted defeat.

"Please help me. My life is not worth the money, but I can't die with peace of mind without completing the mission of the Lord."

"I will help you." The man looked at Talia on the floor. "So, I let her die, not you. Now, do what I said if you really want to get out of Karazan alive."

Morag asked hesitantly: "If you ask about this failure, I."

"Just tell him truthfully, I just have to ruin your good things. Let him come to settle the score with me."

The meaning of his words surprised Morager more than his arrogance. After a long time, he said, "Your Majesty will not be happy."

"So what if he is not happy?"

Could it be that if he is happy, he can return what he wants? He has begged him, even without hesitation

But is it useful?
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