Chapter 18 The Last Guardian's final chapter is complete

Future interlopers stand on balconies overlooking the past.He looked at the aged young man. "Since when have you been able to see me?" the intruder asked. "The day I came here," Khadgar said, "I felt a little bit of your presence. How long have you been there?" "It's only midnight," said the intruder wearing a torn cloak, "it's almost dawn here." "Me too," said the ex-apprentice, "maybe that's a big factor in our ability to talk...you're an illusion, but nothing like the ones I've seen before. We can see each other and even communicate with each other .Do you represent the future or the past?"

"The future..." the intruder said, "Do you know who I am?" "You are nothing like the man I know...you are much younger and calmer than him, but I can still recognize you..." Khadgar turned and looked at the three new A raised mound—three tombs, one big and one small, "Unbelievable, I thought I just buried you somewhere..." "As it is," said the intruder, "you buried the worst part of me, to say the least." "That means you're back. Well, in the future, you'll be back..." Khadgar said. "It doesn't make any difference to Karazhan anyway, right?"

The intruder nodded. "In a sense, I've never been here before." "That's a pity," Khadgar said. "Then what are you in the future? Astral Mage? Guardian? Demon Lord?" "Don't be nervous, now I am a more detached existence than the three identities before," said the intruder, "thanks to your actions today. It is you who made me completely free from the entanglement of Sargeras. Let me now I was able to take on the Lord of the Burning Legion with my own hands. Thank you. There is no success without sacrifice." "Sacrifice..." Khadgar said the word painfully, "Then tell me, the vision of the future. Is everything I see real? Stormwind is destined to fall? King Llane is also destined to be killed by Garona Assassination? Will I also drag this old bone to die, on the land of a different plane?"

The presence on the balcony was silent for a long while, and Khadgar was afraid that this was a harbinger of his disappearance.But finally he spoke: "Since the Guardians were born, the Council has existed. And since the Council existed, these things have been destined to happen. That decision thousands of years ago, locked your destiny and mine. It is a A link in the greater cycle, the one that binds us, the cycle of fate." Khadgar threw his head back.The sun has almost risen to the top of the tower. "Perhaps...there shouldn't be any guardians in the first place...if we are destined to pay so much for this..."

"I think so too," said the intruder, his figure gradually fading away as the morning sun grew stronger, "but in this age, your age, we still have to play our part well, There will still be a price to pay. However, given the opportunity, we will be able to start over..." Having said this, the intruder disappeared completely, and the last fragment of his image returned to the future under the influence of a magical turbulence. Khadgar shook his old head, looking at the three new graves.The survivors of Lothar's men have taken their dead and wounded back to Stormwind.But Garona could not be found anywhere, and it was not even certain whether she was still in the tower.So Khadgar gave up the idea of ​​searching the entire tower again.He decided to go back to the tower first, take away all valuable books and equipment that could be taken away, and set a rune barrier on the rest.Then, he will also leave here, follow Lothar, and go into battle.

He dropped the shovel in his hand and slowly walked back to the abandoned Karazhan Fortress. Maybe he will never come back here again. After the intruder finished his last sentence, a gust of wind blew by, and the rolled up leaves tore the phantasm apart.The old youth melted away like morning mist in the sun, while the young old man watched him disappear. A line of tears flowed down Medivh's face.Such a tragic sacrifice, such a heavy pain.It's all to implement the guardian's system, and after that, so many sacrifices have to be made to break this system and break the shackles that imprison this world.Bring true peace to this world.

And now, despite the last threat.But no one needs to make more sacrifices.Now he must absorb the power of the place - if he is to prevail in the coming final battle against the Burning Legion. The sun rose higher and higher, almost to the level of his balcony.He must act quickly. He raised a hand, and the clouds on top of the tower began to swirl.They began to rotate slowly, faster and faster, until the upper part of the tower was completely surrounded by the hurricane. Now, he settled down and began to chant the mantra.There was equal parts confession and outrage in the tone, words that had been buried deep in his heart since the first time he lost his life.He appeals to his entire first half of life, good and evil.Claiming their power, and willingly accepting the responsibility that comes with it, atones for what he has done in the first half of his life.

The wind that surrounded Karazhan howled, but the tower refused his request with silence.He repeated the spell, twice, three times, and the loud shout echoed through the whirlwind he had created.Slowly, with great reluctance, the Tower gave up its secrets. Endless power evaporated from the stone bricks and mortar of the high tower, and under the guidance of the strong wind, it rushed to the base of the tower, and rushed to Medivh.All the illusions were stripped from the structure of the tower, forming bubbles one after another, converging into torrents, spiraling down.The scene of Sargeras' defeat fell into Medivh's body together with thousands of demons who were threatening to show their claws.There is also the scene of his decisive battle with Aegwynn, and the scene of Khadgar fighting under the exotic red sun.The scene where Medivh appears before Gul'dan, the scene where the three noble youths fight clumsily, and of course the scene where Moroes shatters Cook's treasured crystal.It was all poured into his body.These visions brought him countless memories, and these memories meant responsibility.Means the owner must avoid them, correct them, and not allow them to happen a second time.

The illusion and energy in the underground mirror tower also volatilized, rising from the abyss under the tower.The countless demons that Medivh summoned at midnight, the demons that were unleashed against the council that was too close to the truth, and the death of Llane and the burning city of Stormwind.All spewed out from the ground and were devoured by the mage standing on the balcony. All fragments, all fragments of history, public and unknown, spiraled down from Karazhan, curled up from its dungeons, and flooded into the city that was once known as Tiris In the body of the last guardian of the law.The pain of the whole process was undoubtedly intense, but Medivh gritted his teeth and endured them, accepting the bittersweet memories they brought with him like energy.

The last image stood quietly under the balcony.It was a young man with a rucksack lying at his feet, holding a red letter from the Kirin Tor in his hand, his heart was full of throbbing and hope.When he hesitated towards the entrance of the main entrance, he became the last phantom to disappear. Magical energy rose from under his feet, surrounded him, surrounded this fragment of the past, and led him to circle the high tower and hover him in mid-air. Disintegrate, and let the power in it be annihilated in the body of the former astral mage.Seeing the last piece of Khadgar float into his body, Medivh's eyes were filled with tears.

Medivh folded his palms and pressed them close to his chest, controlling all the strength he had just obtained.The Tower of Karazhan is really just an ordinary stone tower now, a tall tower located in a remote mountainous area that no one cares about anymore.Now, all the energy in this strange space has been transferred to him, as well as the responsibilities that come with it... This time, he must make good use of them. "Now, let's start over..." Medivh said. After speaking, he turned into a crow and flew away. "Finish"