3. Cat lovers become crazy
When Kel'Thuzad walked out of the light of Teleportation, the entire magic shopping street was turned into ruins. The brutality of the battle shocked the academic Mage.
He saw Battle Mage flying through the sky, including his Mentor Antonidas, that kind old Mage is like Lei Shen of Anger. Every time he waves his arm, a team of Orcs will be surrounded by fire or yellow Time Magic.
But this has nothing to do with Kel'Thuzad.
He didn't even want to keep his eyes on that battlefield for even a second. Owl Potion's effect was very good. The surrounding darkness was like daylight in his eyes. Soon, Kel'Thuzad turned into a street and saw the familiar figure and the Dagger who was about to stab him.
An unbearable Anger rose from Kel'Thuzad's heart, which was something Anger he had never experienced in his more than twenty years of life. He felt that his mind was being burned, so a roar with a sharp voice came out of Kel'Thuzad's mouth.
"Get... away!"
"Bang!"
There was no stinginess with Arcane Power, no control over the output frequency, and no thought of optimizing the Arcane Power output. It was simply controlled by Anger. A purple energy ball that was at least three times larger than the ordinary Arcane Blast hit the chest of the frightened Rogue at an extremely fast speed. In just a short moment, he flew out and landed in five different places.
In the midst of that roar, Miss Bigglesworth, who had closed her eyes and was waiting for death, suddenly opened her eyes, and then felt her weak body being held in the arms of a very thin body, and then an Levitate was placed on her body, and then the fluctuation of Teleportation lit up around the two people.
A hard smile appeared on the girl's terrible face,
"Ahem... ahem, you're still here."
"Don't talk. I'll take you to my place. There are a lot of Potion there. Everything will be fine."
Kel'Thuzad looked at the scratches on Miss Bigglesworth's arms and face, and felt sad, but she will get better soon. As long as she can return to her Wizard's Tower, this girl Courage will be fine.
Academic Mage is indeed not very good at fighting, but in terms of spell casting speed and proficiency, Battle Mage cannot compare to these research madmen. This can be seen from Kel'Thuzad's spell. Teleportation required 27 musical scales, but he only used 14 musical scales to complete it.
This is simply impossible to do.
But at the moment when the white Teleportation light, which represented hope, came on, a roaring Runeblade accurately struck the magic node of Teleportation. The shining green light Runeblade easily destroyed the stability of this spell, and the restrained energy rioted in an instant.
Kel'Thuzad's face changed drastically. He immediately turned around and rolled to the side with Miss Bigglesworth floating next to her.
"Bang!"
The rampant space magic expanded wantonly in place, and soon formed a terrifying black hole-like light, sucking everything around into it, then crushing it, and finally dissipated into nothingness.
Only then did Kel'Thuzad have time to look back at the sneak attacker.
It was Orcs wearing heavy black armor, holding the green Runes giant sword in his hand. Behind him, there were 6 identical guys!
Kel'Thuzad had noticed these weird Orcs before, but now, as these guys approached silently, the cold air in the darkness became more and more intense, and there was also a shadow power that made Kel'Thuzad wrinkle up. Obviously, this confirmed Kel'Thuzad's guess.
They are not Lifeform!
"Bang!"
A silent shot of Fireball was thrown from Kel'Thuzad's hand. As a result, the Death Knight walking towards him did not dodge at all, and allowed the fireball to hit him. A layer of green light flashed away. The Fireball, which could blast away a wall, did not cause any injuries to this weird Orcs.
No wonder they can break through the City barrier of Dalaran. This magic resistance is enough to give most Mage a headache.
But for Kel'Thuzad, this is not enough. Even if he is just an academic who is good at research, it does not mean that he does not have Combat Strength.
Two Scroll were held in the hands of Kel'Thuzad. After tearing them apart, they threw them towards the Orcs. After Scroll landed, magic energy surged, and two battle golems made of steel appeared between Kel'Thuzad and those Orcs. Their huge bodies blocked their progress.
This is the product of Kel'Thuzad's research on Engineering in his spare time. It is a very crude puppet, but it is perfect for buying time. The moment the puppet appeared, Kel'Thuzad began to recite spells, but it was the first time he cast a spell at such a life-threatening moment. He, who was always calm, actually hit three obstacles in a row, causing the first spell to fail.
In the front, 6 Orcs have already dismantled one golem and are dealing with another one.
Young Mage's heart began to beat violently, and then at this moment, a soft body hugged him from behind, with a hint of fresh hair fragrance, and that weak but gentle voice,
"Don't be nervous, Bigwigs, you can do it!"
"But if I fail, we will die..."
Kel'Thuzad couldn't help but say these dejected words while regrouping Arcane Power, but the next moment, a gentle kiss was on his earlobe, and there was the sound of breathing that made his neck itchy, and the voice that contained some kind of emotion, firm and full of hope.
"I will be with you, no matter where you go... even to death."
"Huh..."
In this dark alley, the surrounding magic fluctuations and the dazzling light almost turned the place into a killing field. The Mages began to move their positions, and to make matters worse, there was also a flash of fire inside the City, which seemed to have been raided.
But all this has nothing to do with Kel'Thuzad.
He had to protect the woman behind him, even though the two had known each other for less than a day, but so what?
This is the first time in his life that he has vowed to protect something. When Courage appears, he will always scream and run away in panic.
This time, Kel'Thuzad's voice no longer trembled, and there was no interruption. Even when those weird Orcs smashed the last golem and strode towards him, he didn't panic at all.
The calculation instinct derived from the researcher was beating in his eyes, 10 meters, 3 seconds, is enough!
The wildly fluctuating Magic Element was active around him like the dancing Elf. Those Orcs also sensed the danger, and they accelerated their speed, but Kel'Thuzad's instinct as Mage made him never forget to arrange a magic shield on his body at any time.
So when the first three swords fell, Kel'Thuzad didn't panic at all and was still casting spells. It wasn't until the remaining Orcs raised their weapons that a trace of sweat showed on Kel'Thuzad's forehead. Bet!
He is gambling!
"Bang!"
A round of combos broke the magic shield, and the magic that had been prepared for a long time reached the last level, but the weapons of Orcs were already raised, and then Kel'Thuzad felt the hand around her waist pull away, and then the white shadow stood in front of him. She tried her best to drag the chopped off Runeblade.
"NO!!!!"
At this moment, amidst Kel'Thuzad's heart-rending screams, the crimson flame dragon opened its mouth behind him, and then covered the entire Street, and even ignited the Flame Storm that had been extinguished on the northern battlefield of City. The flames were as ferocious as the magic fire ejected from the cracks in Hell.
At this moment, even one tenth of Dalaran was directly ignited.
Antonidas, who was bombing the Orcs army at high altitude, immediately noticed the giant Dragon's Breath that was ejected from the ruins of the Magic Commercial Street. The flames followed the surrounding Street, rushed forward crazily, and then devoured everything along the way. Defensive Line, which Orcs had arranged with great difficulty, was completely swallowed up by this attack without warning.
"Okay!"
Old Mage couldn't help shouting, and shouted to the Archmages around him,
"Did you see that gap? Send all the Battle Mages there! Drive these damn Green Skinss out Dalarans!"
This sucked up all the Kel'Thuzad, Arcane Power and Dragon's Breath, opening up the hope of victory for the stalemate Mage, but... this has nothing to do with him anymore.
Along with the broken light of Teleportation, the embarrassed Kel'Thuzad rolled to the ground of Wizard's Tower while holding Miss Bigglesworth who was covered in blood. He was extremely weak, but he held Miss Bigglesworth on the chair with difficulty, then staggered into his Laboratory, frantically searching for the bottles and jars that he usually regarded as treasures.
"Bang, bang!"
The precious potions were thrown to the ground by Kel'Thuzad's waving arms. Liquids of various colors flowed everywhere on the luxurious stalls. All potions with therapeutic effects and Scroll were held by Kel'Thuzad. In his arms, he rushed back to Miss Bigglesworth. Those potions were twisted away by Mage, and countless amounts were applied to the girl's wounds, and the light of Scroll kept shining on her body.
In order to help Kel'Thuzad avoid the fatal blow, Miss Bigglesworth's chest was cut with a wound that almost severed her body. In fact, anyone with a little experience in treatment knows... it is hopeless.
But Kel'Thuzad seemed to be unaware of fatigue. He opened the bottles crazily, kept mixing and applying, and his body began to tremble. He felt Bigglesworth's weakness, he felt the coldness, and felt that life was flowing away from the body in front of him.
"No! No no! No!"
"Please, please, no! No!"
The young Mage trembled and opened the last bottle, and then his arm slumped down. At this moment, he felt resentful in his heart. If those old-fashioned old Mage hadn't allowed him to privately prepare those taboo potions that could save a life at any time, if he could not be so nervous, if...
But now... it's too late.
Tears fell from Kel'Thuzad's eyes. He didn't even dare to touch Bigglesworth's arm. He was afraid of feeling the coldness that would make him heartbroken. But the next moment, a pair of weak hands touched his face. He raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him who was still smiling in this situation with hazy eyes.
"Kersu... Ga... De, am I... am I ugly..."
"No, there is nothing more beautiful than you, nothing, please, please don't leave me!"
All the words she had been holding back in her heart came out at this moment, and a smile appeared on Miss Bigglesworth's pale face.
"Ahem, then why... why didn't you look at me before, when we... when we were drinking."
"Please, stop talking. I will take you to the doctor, to Mentor. Master Antonidas is proficient in Time Magic. He can save you!"
Kel'Thuzad stood up with difficulty, picked up Bigglesworth's body, and muttered,
"Yes, he can save you... He must save you... I will take you there right now!"
"Bang"
As soon as his weak body picked up the girl, Kel'Thuzad's legs went weak, and the two of them rolled to the ground again. Bigglesworth let out a Pain moan, which made Kel'Thuzad Frightened, he hurriedly crawled over from the ground and held Bigglesworth's cold hand. The girl looked at him, her eyes filled with tears and nostalgia for life and Kel'Thuzad, the man who had just broken into her heart.
"I'm about to die...Kel'Thuzad, before I die, I can meet you... it's not too bad."
"Don't say such things, I will find a way to save you, I will definitely do it, I swear!"
"Ah, I remember the scene when we met, that gold coin, let me see..."
Kel'Thuzad hurriedly rummaged around on his body, and finally handed the gold coin to Bigglesworth with trembling hands covered with blood. The girl used her last strength to put it in front of her eyes. It was an ordinary gold coin, but there was a sentence written on it in Memory Recording Magic, a sentence that once made her laugh bitterly.
"Ah, sometimes I really wish someone could give me a warm and warm hug."
It was engraved by Kel'Thuzad, which represented the loneliness of the man in front of her who was crying for her. Unfortunately, she would never have the chance to enter his world again.
What a shame...
"Give me a warm hug, Kel'Thuzad."
Miss Bigglesworth's consciousness became a little blurry. She said softly, "It's so cold. Give me a hug, okay?"
Kel'Thuzad sobbed, opened his hands, and gently held Miss Bigglesworth in his arms. This was the first time he took the initiative to hug someone, and maybe... it was also the last time.
"I really want... I really want to be your assistant Mage... but there is no chance. Live well, Kel'Thuzad, and I will be with you in heaven Blessing. I'm sorry... I never told you... I like... like..."
"Bang"
The hand holding the gold coin fell slumped on the floor that was soaked in blood. Kel'Thuzad's body stiffened. At this moment, this cruel world took away his most precious thing from his arms.
"Ah!!!!"
Desolate, heartbreaking, like the roar coming from Abyss, it spread throughout the still chaotic Dalaran, becoming the most tragic footnote in this Sorrow night.
A month later, next to Fountain, who had just completed the reconstruction of Dalaran, a man wrapped in a thick black robe sat blankly next to Fountain. He had been sitting here for 7 days without sleep.
His beard is unkempt, his eyes are dull and bloodshot, and his whole body exudes an evil spirit that prevents strangers from entering. Even Antonidas and Jaina can't get close to him. 7 days ago, in the little Bigglesworth In front of his sister's tombstone, he almost killed Rhonin who came to express his condolences. This was the first time Dalaran's senior executives knew that Kel'Thuzad, an academic researcher, had such powerful combat skills.
From then on, no one dared to approach Kel'Thuzad. They could only let him sit here, silent like a Stone Guardians.
"Meow!"
A shrill meow brought Kel'Thuzad back to his senses. He turned his head and saw that the black and white Kitten was the one when he and Bigglesworth met. Its tail was stepped on by a violent Mage. Kitten's eyes were full of panic and Pain.
"Stop!"
Kel'Thuzad let out a hoarse roar, startling the pedestrians around, and then they saw Kel'Thuzad staggering up to the irritable Mage leaning on the staff of Archmage. His tall and thin man looked at him condescendingly, and his cold eyes were as cold as looking at an inanimate object.
The irritable Mage was startled. He looked at Kel'Thuzad who was exuding murderous aura with some fear. The battle with Rhonin shocked the entire Dalaran. At the moment, no one dares to mess with this evil star.
"Apologise!"
"What?"
Kel'Thuzad looked at this Mage and pointed at Kitten at his feet, "I want you to apologize!"
Mage felt he was insulted, he stared at Kel'Thuzad,
"You asked me to apologize to a cat? Are you crazy?"
Kel'Thuzad's left hand surged with red magic light. He stared at Mage who became frightened in front of him.
"For the last time, apologize!"
"Yeah... sorry!"
The irritable Mage panicked and apologized, turned around and ran away.
Kel'Thuzad didn't care about the eyes of the people around him at all. He dispelled the magic and squatted on the ground. With a kind of creepy tenderness, he touched the Kitten in front of him with his hand. The Kitten seemed to recognize this Mage. It was not afraid of him and was finally held in his arms obediently.
Although Kitten was physically dirty and not cute at all because he had been homeless for a long time, Kel'Thuzad didn't care. He put Staff aside and held up Kitten with both hands. He still had that kind of magnetic voice with a hint of hoarseness. He said to Kitten,
"Ah, look, a little cutie, do you have a name?"
"Meow~"
"Oh, I guess you don't. It doesn't matter. You can just follow me from now on. Can I call you Miss Bigglesworth?"
"Meow~"
"Oh, I was wrong, I was wrong, you are a young gentleman, then I will call you Mr. Bigglesworth!"
After saying that, Kel'Thuzad put the black and white Kitten on his shoulders, stretched his body comfortably under the cold eyes, picked up his Archmage staff, turned to Kitten and said,
"Mr. Bigglesworth, let's go, let's go home."
"These people who can't laugh are annoying, right? You see, I also hate this City, but before that, we have to do some things first, such as your mistress, I have to find her back, that girl thought she ran away to heaven and I couldn't find her, so naughty, right? I will find her... This is a promise, a promise, do you understand?"
"Meow~meow~"
Kel'Thuzad laughed and walked forward, but after taking two steps, he seemed to remember something again. He shook his head, took out a gold coin from his arms, put it to his mouth and kissed it, then threw it into Dalaran's magic Fountain, turned around, and left.
No more nostalgia.
The gold coin was rolling in the water, with words engraved on both sides,
One side reads "Ah, sometimes, I really wish someone could give me a warm and warm hug."
That was the voice of the former Kel'Thuzad.
The other side says "Bigglesworth, my love, I will find you, I swear."
This side, this is the promise of Kel'Thuzad now.
Under the cold sunshine, a lonely Mage died.
Under the cold sunshine, a cat-crazy Mage was reborn... His story may have just begun.
(Extra chapter, the story is borrowed from the story of Talon Blood Demon's invasion of Dalaran, and the age of Kel'Thuzad has also been adjusted. This story is dedicated to Kel'Thuzad and Mr. Bigglesworth. Also dedicated to everyone, happy Dragon Boat Festival! The next story is about Tirion? Tirion Fordring, Love and Family, so stay tuned.)