The old lich Merry Dongfeng held an ancient staff and walked out of Aegwynn's portal on his robes. He looked at the surrounding environment, sighed and said, "Why are you so anxious? Little Aegwynn, you know Karazhan is not a good place for me."
"It's not a problem for the time being. I have driven away the demons entrenched in the tower. I have regained control of the tower. This place will not be affected by the Twisting Nether in a short time." Aegwynn said with great certainty, "If that fear If the devil dares to escape from your body, then I will let him know who is the boss in my mage tower."
"It's a pity that you can't kill him," Merry smiled helplessly. He didn't doubt that Aegwynn could beat up Cassanatir, but it's a pity that the Dreadlords are difficult to deal with because they always have a way to escape. "Release I will be so weak after that guy that I won’t be able to help, but will become a liability.”
"Okay, okay, I know the Dreadlord in your body is in great trouble," Aegwin waved her hand. She and Meri had not known each other for a year or two, and Meri was one of the few friends she could talk to. "I also have to thank you for helping me find Medivh's soul, otherwise I wouldn't have the chance to stand here now."
"With a little effort," Merry has "lived" for more than three thousand years, and also found a lot of forbidden knowledge from Cassanatir. He has long been the pinnacle master among human mages, but he and Aegwynn have completely opposite personalities. Very humbly, "When you said you had a way to deal with the Dreadlord, you didn't mean to use the power of Karazhan, right?"
"Of course not, Merry," Aegwynn led Merry to the front hall of Karazhan, where Moros, the undead butler, was entertaining three guests in the tower under the instructions of his old mistress, "Follow me."
The two quickly used teleportation magic to arrive at the hall. The banquet hall was now very empty. Aegwin looked around and asked Moros curiously, "Where are those ghosts?"
Moros was hunched over, and even the white bones were exposed in the ulcerated skin of the undead, but the housekeeper uniform on his body was as brand new, "Dear old mistress, those undead souls are a little afraid of the thing in Sir Lothar's hand. A sword, so everyone left first."
Merry was stunned when he heard this, "A group of ghosts are afraid of a sword?"
Emperor Thoradin's sword, the War Destroyer, can also frighten the trolls, but that is the reputation the Emperor gained from fighting in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the undead are already very insensitive to the emotion of fear. What kind of sword can frighten the undead? Feeling scared too?
Until the old lich saw the giant sword Lothar put aside, his expression was first extremely shocked, and then as if facing a powerful enemy, "Apocalypse? Wasn't this sword sealed by you?"
Aegwynn also suffered from this sword. Merry thought that Aegwynn had sealed the sword long ago, but he didn't expect that it would appear here now.
If it were just a magic sword, Merry wouldn't be so shocked. He is a mage, and even if he can't defeat him, he can still find a way to escape. But the problem is that the sword's former owner, the Dread Lord Cassanatil, The soul was sealed in his body by Merry.
Sure enough, after feeling the aura of Apocalypse, Meili noticed that the demon soul that had been suppressed by his magic power became active again, and Meili once again heard the whispers like the inner demon.
"Ahahaha... Tianqi, Meili, aren't you a smart man? How could you be so stupid as to throw yourself into a trap?"
"Shut up, demon, even with that sword, you can't even think of escaping," Merry yelled angrily, while casting several anti-demon wards in succession, trying to suppress Cassanatil's awakening.
If he hadn't known that Aegwynn would definitely not turn to the devil, he would have even thought that Aegwynn had deliberately set a trap for him to step on. Fortunately, Aegwynn also discovered the change in Merry's state, and she immediately strengthened the demon seal on Merry's body. .
"Ms. Aegwynn? How can I help?" Jaina looked at the two mages busy and felt that it seemed inappropriate for her to be sitting here drinking tea.
"It's okay, this demon can't make trouble for the time being," Aegwin said confidently and decisively while holding Atiesh in his hands, "And even if he escapes, I can suppress him at any time. He doesn't even have an entity. A demon with a soul left behind is nothing in my mage tower."
"I think you haven't considered this old bone of mine at all," Merry said, dumbfounded. Aegwynn could defeat Cassanatil, but the demon had no body and would definitely take away control of his body. "You want to take control of my body?" Has this skeleton been dismantled at the same time?”
After complaining about Aegwynn, Merry turned to look at Lothar and Arthas, his expression became serious, "It seems that this is the helper Aegwynn is looking for... I know you, Jaina Proudmoore, Arthas S. Menethil, and...Anduin Lothar, you also became an undead? Well, it seems that some great things happened during my time in seclusion."
"Nice to meet you, Master Merry," Arthas smiled. "I believe you have guessed what we plan to do?"
Merry was silent for a moment, glanced at Apocalypse, and sighed, "Casanatir was once the master of Apocalypse, but the sword has now chosen a new master, and Cassanatil's control over Apocalypse has been weakened. Although I don’t know how you did it, it’s still a bit risky to use this sword to fish him out. If Cassanatir has any back-ups, we won’t be able to seal him again.”
"Don't worry, this is Karazhan, and Lothar will also compete with Cassanatir for control of Apocalypse. This is the best case scenario," Aegwynn saw Merry's anxiety, but as she said , if they fail to get rid of Cassanatil today, then they may not have any chance in the future, "You don't want to keep taking such a risk, right?"
"Okay, okay," Merry nodded. He also knew that the Burning Legion was now making a comeback. The Dread Lord in his body was always like a time bomb that might explode one day. Instead of waiting until he couldn't hold on any longer, Being forced to face Cassanatir, it would be better to strike first.
Seeing that Merry agreed, Aegwynn also breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that her old friends would be stubborn and unwilling to let them take risks. Fortunately, Merry was a bit "older" and was not considered a stubborn person.
"But we have to be fully prepared. Even if only his soul is left, Cassanatil is by no means an ordinary demon, not even an ordinary fear devil." Merry said solemnly, he did not want to let the heirs of the two kingdoms suffer because of him , Lothar and Aegwynn both died here.
As Arthas watched Merry and Aegwynn prepare, a voice suddenly came from Frostmourne, "This old mage is really cautious, but that idiot Cassanatil has disappeared for so long, I thought he He really died and ended up capsizing in the gutter here.”
"If you weren't careful, how could Cassanatir be controlled by him for such a long time? Okay, Varimathras, stop talking nonsense. You definitely want your friends to keep you company, right?" Arthas The voice of his heart also sounded in the ears of half of Varimathras' souls.
"That's natural. My respected master, Cassanatir will definitely like his new home, I swear."
