More than ten hours later, the sun had risen high.
Oster, whose clothes were in tatters and one of his trouser legs was half missing, was lying in the golden wheat. He was awakened by the dazzling sunlight, rubbed his eyes and sat up.
There was a sharp pain in his head, and he couldn't remember where he was or how he got here. The memory of the previous night was extremely confusing, as if a rag had been stuffed into my brain, making it creak when it worked.
I remember my foot was blown off, but now it's somehow intact. I still remember that I transformed into hundreds of bats and flew in the direction of the rising sun;
He has never had such an experience. Hundreds of parts have their own thoughts, but they are all themselves, relying on ultrasound to communicate with each other.
After flying for five or six hours, exhausted, they landed somewhere and reunited into their original bodies. However, because they were not very skillful in using them, more than a dozen bats failed to catch up with the main force and their whereabouts are unknown. Then he fell into a deep sleep until he woke up.
Feeling that something was missing from his body, Oster stood up and checked his hands, feet, head and torso. Nothing seemed strange. Suddenly, he realized something, lowered his head and slowly unbuttoned his belt.
A moment later, shrill screams pierced the sky;
"Ah ah, the important part is not back!——"
The scream turned into sound waves, spread to high altitudes and distances, and finally reached the ears of a dozen bats wandering somewhere.
The bat group quickly adjusted its direction and flew towards the main body, and one with an obviously different color took the opportunity to sneak into the group. As a large group of bats entered Auster's crotch with a roar, he took a closer look, breathed a sigh of relief, and collapsed on the ground.
[Bat Transformation Technique (Level 5) has been cast, the authority is withdrawn, and the remaining times are 0. 】
The USB flash drive around his neck projected a holographic image of a book. After the above content was displayed, the image disappeared immediately. What the hell is this?
I tried to think back, but I only remembered that I escaped from my hometown, was attacked by various wild beasts along the way, and almost had my balls chopped off by a fishman. He was attacked by a fear devil for some reason. Not only was he badly beaten, but he also seemed to have been manipulated by the other party.
Then there was an urn USB flash drive from the previous life on my neck for no apparent reason, and I couldn’t remember the rest. He can transform into a bat, which seems to have something to do with it.
After trying it, I can call out the book interface at any time according to my will. The interface has no light and shadow effect at all. It should be something similar to a retinal projection, which only I can see.
I remember that the Dread Lord said something about the "Book of Sargeras", could it be the one shown on the USB flash drive? It seems like no one said it had to be a paper book. Thinking about it this way, my ability to be reborn in another world was probably related to this "e-book". After all, "summoning creatures from another world" is one of the functions of the Book of Sargeras.
Several spells shown in the book, such as Chaos Arrow, Bat Transformation, etc., all have zero remaining times. Even if they try, they cannot be cast - can the learned spells be used only once? Isn't this useless at all?
At this moment, there was a sudden movement in his crotch, which made Oster's hair stand on end. Then, a voice came out that he would never forget;
"Hello, hello, Oster, can you hear me? I'm Solarius..."
What the hell is going on? ! Oster let out a second shrill scream.
"Don't be excited, I'm talking to you through magic communication. First of all, I apologize for my reckless behavior last night. There was some misunderstanding between us. Before you completely trust me, I will not appear in front of you again. So I released a A bat replaced one of your clones so that we can communicate with each other. It should have become a part of your body now. Don’t worry, it is completely harmless, although I don’t know which part it is..."
You never know, Oster panicked and covered his crotch.
"...In addition, there is another important thing: you have been bound by the Book of Sargeras, and your ability to analyze spells is proof. Whether you are mentally prepared or not, you are the new Guardian of Tirisfal!"
"Where are these - the guardians, aren't they the ones chasing your demons?" Auster shouted.
Something in his crotch rustled like a walkie-talkie. I have to say, magic is really convenient. "I don't know where you heard this from. The Guardian organization has had only one responsibility since its establishment, and that is to hunt down the remnants of the Titan colonists."
? ? ? Oster had a question mark on his face.
In the game chronicles he knew, the relevant content was as follows: Ten thousand years ago, Azshara, the queen of the ancient night elf empire, gathered people to study magic without authorization, which led to the interstellar invasion of the Burning Legion, and the coalition of all races in Azeroth. Rising up to resist, history is called the ancient war.
In the end, the Burning Legion was defeated, the Well of Eternity exploded, and the ancient continent of Kalimdor was blown into four pieces, forming the current world map. After that, the Legion fished for a full ten thousand years, during which time demons continued to infiltrate into the world through the rifts. Humans and high elves in the eastern continent established the Tiris Mystical Society, which infused the power of many powerful mages into one person, called the Guardian, who was responsible for hunting down lone demons everywhere.
Of course, continuing the Blizzard Chronicle's consistent pattern of repeated reading and self-contradiction, this history contains at least three doubtful points. 1. Since magic is evil and can attract demonic legions, why are all races, including the Titans, still using it after the War of the Ancients? 2. The Well of Eternity exploded and the earth shattered in an instant, and the plate drifted half of the planet. Why are all the continents still using it? Can the residents on the mountain be safe and sound? 3. Is there any special benefit to the guardians from concentrating the power of several people on one person? It is really not powerful enough, and it can be done in small groups.
Solarius on the other side of the bat seemed to have an insight into Auster's thoughts and said, "Don't listen to the nonsense of the Church of Light. They themselves are an organization of obscurants established by the remnants of the Titans. The Titans did not want the former slaves to have power, so they Magic is stigmatized as evil.
The War of the Ancients was an uprising in which all races, with the help of the Legion, united against the Titan colonists. Later in the war, the Titans detonated the Forge of Eternity to stop the Rebel offensive. If Sargeras hadn't sacrificed himself to bear the energy of the explosion and protected the remaining land at the cost of his life core, the planet Azeroth would have been destroyed ten thousand years ago, just like what happened to Argus.
The Book of Sargeras is the last legacy left by the great leader in the world before his death, possessing endless knowledge and power. Guardians refer to powerful mortals who hold and guard the Book of Sargeras. Tirisfal and later the Kirin Tor were organizations aided by the Legion after the war, and had been monitoring the remnants of the Titans who had retreated to Northrend, until the betrayal of the last guardian Medivh ten years ago..."
It's messed up, it's all messed up. Oster said his head was stuck.
After a while, he finally figured it out. These are all the Dread Lord's mind-attacking tricks. Don't think he doesn't know it. The Dread Lord has always been a cunning villain known for his deception and bewitchment.
"...I hope you can understand that the Book of Sargeras is a self-aware, living magic book that represents the highest wisdom of the Burning Revolutionary Army. It will choose guardians according to its own will. Before deciding that Medivh has lost After qualifying, it fell into ten years of silence... I have chosen you now for no reason. I will not force you to accept your fate, and I have no right to interfere with your choice. After you think about it clearly, please come to Yuexi Town Find me at the Hope Mine in the south!"
The communication was disconnected. Oster took a big breath and thought about what he just heard. For a moment, he felt that it made sense, at least it was much more logical than Blizzard Chronicles.
His heart trembled. Could it be that he had been brainwashed by the Dread Lord's spiritual magic?
He quickly shook his head desperately, trying to drive the thoughts out of his mind.
The Burning Revolutionary Army is simply nonsense. He also said that Sargeras saved Ai Xing and that the Holy Light Church was a puppet of Titan. Is this Dread Lord very open-minded? Have you considered writing a novel?
I hope I won’t have anything to do with this guy again. Oster stood up and looked around, trying to figure out where he was.
On the endless wheat fields, the breeze blows, and the waves of wheat are like golden ripples, quickly rowing into the distance.
I remember that after I turned into a bat, I flew towards the rising sun. In view of the fact that the sun rises in the west and sets in the east of Aixing, as well as the nearby climate and landscape, it is undoubtedly the wilderness of the west no matter how you look at it.
