Volume 3: Tides of Darkness Chapter 172: Into Madness
A void drake that Medivh summoned from somewhere, a horrible monster that Medivh summoned from an unknown world, and of course, the Nightmare that was transformed by Arcanagos.
These BOSSes are all quite powerful, with levels ranging from 50 to 70. However, compared with Medivh's own strength, they are not that impressive.
It is considered powerful in ordinary dungeons, but compared with the strength of the heroes outside the castle, it does not have much advantage. It seems that the previous bosses were all easy to defeat. Only the final Medivh's strength is a bit beyond the standard.
Fortunately, as a hidden BOSS, even if the BOSS form is not triggered, he is a neutral unit and the monsters in the copy will not attack him.
Murphy looked carefully along the way and thought to himself that it was a good thing that he did not choose the Crusaders, otherwise with his current strength as a level 20 bronze rank 4 hero in human form, he would be dead if he met anyone.
He walked all the way to the top floor of the castle and finally found Medivh.
Medivh looked a little strange. He was sitting in front of a table, looking at the crystal ball above. His expression changed from ferocious to painful.
"Why did this happen? Did I do it? No, I didn't do it. I didn't do those things, but why...why did they come to kill me?"
"Am I Sargeras? No, I am Medivh, I am the Guardian!" Medivh muttered to himself, constantly pulling his hair.
When Murphy walked over, he immediately discovered that the scene outside the copy was displayed in the crystal ball.
Even sounds can be heard.
The heroes are discussing how to kill Medivh.
"Medivh brought the orc army into this world. If we kill him, will the Dark Portal not open?"
"It's useless. The Dark Portal has been activated. I heard from the players in the Horde that Gul'dan has completely mastered the ability to open the Dark Portal. It doesn't matter whether he dies or not."
"Don't worry, Medivh must die. We will definitely succeed. It's all ."
"The chronicles say that Medivh was killed by Lothar, but we are not Lothar."
"Medivh is possessed by Sargeras. Do you think he will have a second stage of demonic form?"
"Of course, but don't be afraid of this kind of magic boss. Although the damage is very high, the body is fragile. It's easy to kill it as long as you get close to it."
"Is this true? That's a world-destroying BOSS."
"Even a world-destroying boss has to follow the basic rules. As long as it's a humanoid boss, it's easy to kill. The trouble is that after he turns into Sargeras..."
Medivh looked at Murphy suddenly, and the distorted expression on his face scared Murphy.
"This isn't true, this isn't true, is it? They're all lying!"
Murphy quickly replied: "That's right, this is not true, they are all talking nonsense, you are fine, how can you be possessed by the devil king?"
"Haha, haha, no, that's true." Medivh's voice was filled with despair. "In fact, I can feel it many times. When I wake up in the morning, I find my shoes covered with red mud and the smell of evil energy lingering on my body. I have seen corpses appear out of thin air in my bedroom.
I encountered demons from nowhere in the castle, and they called me their master...
I used to be afraid that I was going crazy, but later I found that the truth might be scarier than going crazy.
Do you know how that feels?
You never know whether what is around you is real or imaginary. One second you are singing and drinking with others at a banquet, and the next second you find yourself standing in a dark tomb, surrounded by skeletons and mummies.
I dreamed of terrifying devil faces, burning planets and ruins in foreign lands, and countless weird demons surrounding me and shouting. I always deceived myself that those were my hallucinations and dreams, but it seems that they are real after all. "
Medivh's voice gradually became low and he muttered, "Have you ever had this feeling? You feel like there is another 'thing' hidden inside you, and this thing is secretly influencing your mind and changing your thinking. Maybe you have discovered something, but you can't change anything because your thinking has been changed. You are no longer yourself.
You do something out of the ordinary, something you wouldn’t normally do, and at first you’re scared and nervous, but then you become accustomed to it and it becomes your own thing.”
After hearing this, Murphy was slightly startled. Why did these words sound so familiar?
Yes, there is a Deathwing in my body, but it doesn't matter. I am different from Medivh. What I have in my body is just the shell of Deathwing. The soul is still my own. How can the shell affect the body? I am Aidan, the king of black dragons, the prince of Alterac, the guardian of the earth, the knight of the north wind...
Right? Isn't it?
"Are you sure?"
A voice suddenly sounded in my ears, with a teasing tone and a distorted echo.
Who? He turned around in surprise, but there was nothing there. Was it an illusion?
The next second, Murphy felt his eyes blurred, and in the corner of his eye, it seemed as if some tentacles and flesh and blood were growing out. He was so scared that he looked hurriedly, but there was nothing.
Phew, yes, it’s just an illusion.
"It's nothing, it must be fake, just an illusion." He said to himself.
Medivh smiled bitterly, "I hope so, but... come with me, Aidan, I want to show you something." He took Murphy to a basin and said, "In order to figure out all this, I created this device - the Mirror of Truth, where I can see my true self."
Medivh said this, looking at himself in the mirror with fear. At first, there was only himself in the mirror, but gradually, a larger outline emerged around his body, the wings of a demon spread behind him, tentacles grew on his cheeks, huge twisted horns and a burning crown appeared on the top of his head. The image of the demon looked lifelike, and there was even a hint of smug smile on his furious and ferocious face.
That's right, that was the other self inside his body. Originally he didn't know what it was, but after listening to the words of the heroes who came to attack him, he understood.
The demon lord Sargeras, that's it.
He didn't know when Sargeras had lurked in his body , but all the confusion in the past became clear at this moment.
His face showed fear, anger, and determination, and he knew what to do.
Murphy looked at Medivh's changing expression and looked curiously in the mirror. "It's nothing. It's just—"
The sound stopped abruptly, and he saw a black dragon's head in the mirror, which was the image of Deathwing.
It really works. It can reflect my true self. Yes, so majestic, so great. This is me, Deathwing... Hey, why do I look a little...
Murphy saw Deathwing's dark golden eyes staring at him with a puzzled look.
Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. There seemed to be something strange in Deathwing's eyes. There was a tiny dot in the dark golden pupil. He moved closer and found that it was a blood spot.
What is that?
He stared at the blood spot intently, his vision began to blur again, the light around him seemed to be dimming, and something seemed to be wriggling in the blood spot. Suddenly, Murphy saw clearly that it was a very small tentacle with a tiny eyeball on the top of the tentacle, and the eyeball was looking at him.
He suddenly felt an itch in the corner of his eye, as if something was trying to get out of his glasses.
He reached out and touched it, and a drop of blood appeared on his finger.
Murphy was startled, and the next second, the familiar whispering voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"I got you."
