"You... didn't anything happen to your Karazhan?" Medan couldn't believe his eyes. Around the Karazhan tower in this timeline, the small town that had long been destroyed by the determined fate, leaving only countless ghosts and Undead, was still full of people!
Medivh heard this and glanced at the cheap son, "Are you having trouble with your eyesight? Look at the surrounding environment Westfall. Do you think anything has happened?"
This is where Medan was surprised. When he saw the extremely dark bird like Westfall, he knew that something had happened to Karazhan in this timeline as well. But now that the towns around Karazhan have been rebuilt again, how dare anyone still come back?
"We have a secret weapon, you don't."
Merith*Winterstorm smiled and walked into the Karazhan hall with Medan.
"Wait a minute... Who is the guardian? My father or you? Do you still have guardians here?"
Medan is a little confused about the situation.
"As my cheap son, do you have such an impatient personality? It seems that the other me is not good... We will explain it to you slowly after lunch, Moroes! Moroes! Let's eat!"
"That's right, let's eat first. The situation here is very different from your predetermined destiny. I will tell you slowly." Merith looked at Medan, who was a little nervous facing Undead butler Moroes and the ghost servants, and shook his head and said.
Medan Now I feel like this timeline is really crazy!
He found himself like an idiot who didn't understand anything, sitting stupidly in the clean and tidy Karazhan banquet hall, eating mechanically.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this time line fusion has really hurt the whole world. They are all busy fighting floods and providing disaster relief."
Medivh sat next to Medan, holding a glass of wine and watching the real-time news broadcast in Goblin Television hanging on the wall of the hall.
"Short-term pain brings huge rewards. Preliminary estimates are that the area of the planet Azeroth has at least doubled." Merith finished a routine check on the space stability of Karazhan and walked into the banquet hall.
"The stars think they only deserve to eat shit! Eat shit! That's right, I'm going to say that! Now it's not just our Night Empire city that is in a mess, all the big cities around the world are in chaos. Don't we on the timeline of the predetermined fate have no sense of planning!"
On TV, Aethelus, who was being interviewed by the media, was excitedly expressing his views.
"According to the latest news, the destined destiny Deathwing is running towards the Northrend Continent. The master estimates that his target is Wyrmrest Temple. We are lucky enough to capture Master Divine Venerable Sargeras and Divine Venerable alive! What do you think of this?"
Hu Feng, who was busy remodeling Night Great Wall, was pulled in front of the camera with an impatient look on his face.
"Oh, are you reporters bothered? Didn't you see that I was busy! No opinion, no opinion, he goes wherever he likes! Oh, by the way, everyone remember to stay vigilant at all times. Once you find an outsider from another timeline, report it immediately to the nearest Crusaders base or the local sheriff, so that they can feel the vast ocean of people's war!"
Medan was stunned like a duck listening to thunder.
"What is this?"
"Presumptuous! Don't you dare to be disrespectful to my teacher again... Oh... Are you asking about the TV? This is Goblin Television, which can simultaneously broadcast the latest major events happening around the world. This is the current mainstream way for us Azeroth to obtain information."
Merith*Winterstorm was furious at first, and then realized that Medan was not asking about what Titan Sargeras was, but about the TV on the wall...
Medan was a little strange, "Um... the person on TV is your teacher? It seems that you are really different from the Merith*Winterstorm I know."
After a while...
"Titan!? There is a Titan who always lives in your timeline? I..." Medan wanted to express his feelings with a bad word at this moment, but he still tried his best to hold it back.
"That makes sense... why our timeline will be swallowed up by forced fusion, why do you see Deathwing running around the world, but you are not worried at all..."
Medan was silent for a while, then looked at Medivh and Merith.
"I guess it's my turn now to formally introduce myself..."
Medivh and Merith became more and more surprised as they listened, and their eyes almost burst out.
"So... do you have the blood of Titan? Or are you from Sargeras?"
Medan nodded.
Merith immediately looked at Medivh, "You have a predetermined destiny. Without the guidance of my mentor, it seems that you are really being played around by Sargeras."
Medivh blushed. "It has nothing to do with me. He is him and I am me! I did not do anything like that with Garona!"
"So... you are so powerful, and the other me has been living with you and raising you? Aegwynn, that little girl just left you to that me?" Merith frowned and stared at Medan again, who immediately nodded.
"What is your relationship with Aegwynn?" Medan felt a little strange when he heard Merith call his serious and scary grandma.
"She is my disciple, and I was her guardian mentor back then."
Medan heard this and rubbed his forehead. Now he feels really numb to this timeline where Titan exists.
"What should we do now? I think we should take him to Divine Venerable Sargeras? His Sargeras bloodline is a bit troublesome." Medivh looked at Merith, who started to think.
"What happened to my bloodline? I can also do my best to fight against the Burning Legion!"
"No need to worry, we have ceased war with the Burning Legion, thank you."
Medan was petrified again.
Merith shook his head at this time, "I'll contact my mentor first, and let him live in Karazhan during this period. By the way, I'll also call Aegwynn here. Her cheap grandson has arrived, so I have to come and take a look."
Merith looked at Medan again.
"Now, write down all the beings that you think may escape the fusion. To be honest, we don't welcome outsiders like you here. Forget it if you have a good attitude. We must eliminate those who have other agendas."
Medan immediately nodded in cooperation.
Anyway, except for himself, everyone else who escaped the fusion is basically not a good thing, and it is better to die.
****
Endless Sea, Mistvale Isle.
Admiral Rogers shook his head and stood up holding on to the broken armrest next to him.
Skyfire is finished. The whole thing is torn apart, and the captain's room where he is is now open to the air.
"Horde pig, don't sleep! Get up! Wake up!"
After a while, Rogers and Nazgrel looked at the unique forest in front of them and the towering Pandaren tower in the distance.
They had never seen an architectural form like that.
"Where is this?"
"On the back of a turtle... right?"
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