The Black Knights were originally just a group of deceitful businessmen. After being recruited as servants by Medivh, these poor people bound by magic were also strengthened by Medivh's spells.
And they have the authority to use the artifacts they have collected over the years. Even if their actual combat effectiveness is not strong, with the blessing of those artifacts with various functions, Khadgar might really capsize in the gutter.
Sharlayan grew up in Quel'Thalas, hearing the legends of the Spellbreaker.
In Sarlayan's understanding, banning magic is not a rare ability, and there might be a certain artifact that has this function.
It would be better if he met him in person, Khadgar...
It's not that Sarlayan looks down on him, Khadgar's entire strength lies in magic. Once he encounters the Forbidden Demon Realm, 100% of his strength will be reduced by at least 90%, turning him into a novice with no power.
Khadgar waved his hand nonchalantly: "Don't worry, this isn't the first time I've dealt with the Black Knight."
"Before following the expedition to Draenor, I lived near Karazhan all year round. I have a clear understanding of the operational logic of those black knights who only follow the established rules."
Since Khadgar is so confident, Sharlayan can't continue to disgrace him.
Leaving Khadgar alone to head to the entrance to the Catacombs of Karazhan, Sarlayan also entered the town and began to complete his part.
"It's about saving the souls of the dead again."
Sarlayan sighed with some emotion: "Since acquiring the death sub-plane of Zlos, the Blighted Realm, this is the first time I have saved the undead? Why do I look like a necromancer?"
[It's not bad, Thornspeaker already controls the power of death, and you happen to have the Blighted Realm that can directly connect to the Shadow Realm. It doesn't hurt to make a cameo occasionally, just think of it as a good deed every day. 】
Sarlayan smiled and shrugged: "Okay, I'm just complaining casually."
Using the time spent chatting with Danmaku, Sarlayan walked around the entire town step by step, leaving beacons forming the magic circle at certain key locations.
There are still a large number of undead wandering in this satellite town of Karazhan. They seem to be mechanically repeating the daily routine of the last day of their lives, without any reaction to Sarlayan, an outsider who broke into the town.
But Sarlayan knew that this was only temporary.
In barrage terms, these ghosts are all earthbound spirits. As long as no one disturbs them, they will not react in any way.
Once someone tries to disrupt their daily routine, day after day, year after year, these ghosts will immediately show their vicious side.
Although Sarlayan is not afraid of these lowly undead, there is no need to endure their endless harassment work.
Before completing the final engraving of the magic circle, he showed no sign of being involved in the "daily life" of these ghosts. He just left dozens of seemingly unrelated beacons of the power of death in and around the town.
"Okay, let's officially start."
Returning to the entrance of the town facing Karazhan, Sarlayan's expression became serious.
As Sarlayan's hands began to shine with gray magic light, many beacons in the town also started to connect points in synchrony. Soon, the points were connected into lines, and then the lines formed a three-dimensional three-dimensional array. .
Until this time, those ghosts who were still living leisurely seemed to wake up from a dream.
They immediately tore off the disguise they maintained on the surface and transformed into vicious spirits with ferocious expressions that rushed toward Sarlayan's location.
"boom!"
When these ghosts tried to leave the town and attack Sarlayan who was destroying their "peaceful daily life", a translucent barrier suddenly appeared. A large number of ghosts crowded into a pile and hit the barrier one after another, biting and scratching in a rage. With.
Sarlayan did not pay attention to these resentful spirits at all. He was replacing the space through the gradually forming magic circle, connecting the town with the Blighted Realm under his direct control.
At this point, Sarlayan had to complain about Gryen who was promoted to the fortress again.
The souls of these innocent people who were shocked to death by the aftermath of Medivh's death have been wandering here for at least ten years. For such a long time, not a single Kyrian came to pick them up.
"Does it really mean that animases don't have human rights? Why don't you be so snobbish?"
While complaining with the barrage, Sarlayan continued to perfect the magic circle.
Due to the existence of the Blight Realm, Sharlayan can open the passage to the Shadow Realm through this subplane of death.
Moreover, he had done a great favor to the Winter Queen before. Sarlayan even obtained the Queen's permission to directly send the souls he needed to Ardenweald, bypassing the Arbitrator and skipping a single procedure.
However, Sarlayan did not want to use this privilege easily. Favors were always used less and less, so it was best to use them in the most critical places.
Ignoring the snarling resentful spirits, under the control of Sarlayan, the Blighted Realm opened a passage to the eternal city of Oribos, and all the resentful spirits were packed up and thrown to the Arbitrator.
Anyway, the current Arbitrator is just a fully automatic AI, which can only complete mechanized work according to the set procedures. Sarlayan is too lazy to communicate with it, which is a pure waste of time.
"Done."
After confirming that all the resentful spirits had been sucked into the Shadow Realm, Sarlayan snapped his fingers to cancel the space displacement, and the magic circle that enveloped the entire town also dissipated.
Just as Sarlayan was about to check if there were any fish that had slipped through the net just in case, his long elf ears with amazing hearing suddenly trembled.
"Is this... a cry for help?"
Looking back at the entrance to the catacombs east of Karazhan, Sarlayan showed a very subtle expression on his face.
"Khadgar, is this what you call a clear understanding of the Black Knight's action logic? Do you want a slap in the face so quickly..."
[Fuck, the cowhide is torn. 】
[Just get used to it. That guy Khadgar often misses the mark at critical moments. This is not the first time. 】
Despite the unforgiving and crazy words on his lips, Sarlayan did not stop, and immediately turned around and accelerated towards the entrance of the tomb.
Although this underground tomb is called "The Tomb", it is not used to bury corpses, but a large underground warehouse used by the Black Knights to store artifacts.
Except for Medivh himself, only Khadgar, who inherited all his inheritance, can open all the seals of Karazhan.
But it's quite interesting to say that Medivh, who left a legacy, is resurrected again.
Fortunately, Medivh had made it clear long ago that he did not intend to recover anything in Karazhan, and would leave it to Khadgar in accordance with the original agreement. Otherwise, the ownership of this "legacy" would be a bit embarrassing.
"ah……"
Speaking of Medivh, Sarlayan suddenly remembered something.
"By the way, did I forget to tell Khadgar that Medivh was resurrected again?"
[I really didn’t say that. 】
[My suggestion is not to tell him for the time being, and wait until Khadgar takes care of his "legacy" before telling him, otherwise this guy may be embarrassed to take over Karazhan. 】
"Hmm..." Sarlayan lowered his head and thought about it: "Okay, I'll find a chance to tell him after the Karazhan problem is solved."
After being separated from Medivh and Aegwynn last time, the mother and son returned to the Temple of the Guardian in Dalaran, and revived the new Council of Tirisfal with the busy Merry Winterwind.
Because of Sharlayan's strategy of showing weakness to the enemy, he had previously specifically warned Aegwynn in Dalaran, telling them not to go to the Cursed Land to join in the fun and continue to grow in obscene ways.
At that time, he heard Aegwin mention that Merry Winter Wind had indeed awakened Alodi's remnant soul.
This remnant soul has no power, only a lot of knowledge and experience.
Under Alodi's guidance, Medivh is studying the whereabouts of the artifact staff once used by the first guardian - Ebony Cold.
Medivh's original weapon was the "chicken-legged staff" passed down from generation to generation by the guardians of Tirisfal - the Staff of Atiesh.
Now that the staff of Atiesh is in Khadgar's hand, Medivh has no intention of getting it back from him.
Unlike his elderly mother, who no longer plans to go to the front lines to participate in the battle, Medivh's blood has not yet cooled down.
Since you are determined to continue to protect Azeroth, a good weapon is naturally indispensable.
Medivh considered the staff of Alunes that his mother had used, but considering that this staff with self-awareness was difficult to control, he finally chose to inherit Alodi's Ebony Cold.
Medivh's choice is not entirely irrelevant to Sharlayan.
Jaina happens to be short of an artifact staff. If Medivh chooses Alunes, Sharlayan plans to go to the Guardian Temple in person to ask Alodi about the whereabouts of the Ebony Cold, and vice versa.
While discussing things with Danmaku, Sarlayan jumped directly from the center of the long spiral staircase inside the tomb.
What? walk the stair? What a waste of time.
"boom!"
Before landing, Sarlayan used Heroic Leap in mid-air to step on the air to gain strength, and firmly hit the ground at the bottom of the tomb.
Hearing the movement behind him, Khadgar, who was running away in panic, hurriedly called for help.
"Is it Sharlayan?! Come and help me! There really is a magic barrier in this damn place!"
