Infinite Heroes Seat

At midnight, a faint moonlight shone on the white tower of Violet Castle, and countless magical brilliance shone above the city, like dots of stars, beautiful and magnificent.

It was close to midnight at this time, but there were still many bright lights among the towering spires. After all, it is a habit to stay up late sometimes for the mage who forgets to eat and sleep and is obsessed with exploring the mystery of magic every day. Up.

And on the easternmost side of the tower group, in a steeple that is considered high among the group of towers, Mo Wen was sitting on a large rocking chair, looking at everything in the room with a smile.

This is a small room with dozens of square meters in size. Long tables are placed here. There are piles of various glass utensils. They are colorful and exude brilliance. They are more than the lights in the house. It is even more dazzling, making the entire room look mysterious and abnormal, and if a mage enters here, you will be surprised to find that these vessels are faintly exuding rich magical waves, which are obviously unusual things.

Since joining the Kirin Tor Council in Dalaran, several years have passed. During this period, Mo Wen naturally has not been spent in vain. Enchanting, alchemy, potions, and inscriptions have all kinds of magical extensions. Something involved, but also quite effective. It has to be said that although human magic is inherited from high elves, it has its own characteristics. At least in the field of potions and alchemy, high elves have not surpassed humans by much, and some places are even inferior. After all, they are 3∫ ，W∷ww. For the elves with a long life, fewer illnesses, and fewer disasters, these magic sub-disciplines that do not involve combat power and magical meaning are obviously not so practical.

As if not very satisfied with the brightness of the light in the room, Mo Wen sitting on the chair stretched out a slender finger. Sliding up in the air, the next moment. Letters shining with magical luster appeared on the ceiling, with more and more runes of this kind. The entire ceiling became bright in an instant, and the faint white light flowed away, and in a blink of an eye it overwhelmed the light in the magic vessels.

The inscription was originally a magic that required special potions or carvings to take effect, but Mo Wen used his own magic power to write and solidify in an instant. Obviously, his magic control and magic stability have improved a lot over the years. .

Smiling with satisfaction at the changes in the room, Mo Wen's eyes immediately returned to those special magic items, especially for a long time on two tubes of silver and one green reagent, under the white light from the ceiling. The color of all the other potions dimmed, but only these two shining brightly.

The green reagent in the tube is full of turbid green liquid, and the whole test tube exudes a rotten taste. It is not a good thing at first sight. In fact, it is the same. It is loaded in Azeroth in the future. The notorious undead plague in the world, or its predecessor, don't care that the reagent is only a few tens of milliliters, but once it is poured out. Within a few days, most of the city of Dalaran could be reduced to death.

Through some unseen cooperation with Kel'Thuzad, Mo Wen easily obtained some information on spiritism from the opponent, and gained a lot from undead magic.

It should be understood that although the emergence of the undead natural disasters in the future was jointly promoted by the Lich King Ner'zhul and Kel'Thuzad, it was the result of a combination of the sorcery of the orc warlock and the undead magic of the human race. But in fact, the pure undead plague is more of the human undead magic content. The horror of the undead natural disasters in the future lies in the control of those undead, which is actually the domain of the orc warlocks and demons. After all, these two are the masters of playing with the soul.

The pure undead plague is not difficult to do, at least now if Kel'Thuzad wants to. It can be done with his knowledge, but it is meaningless to him. Without control. This kind of plague is also a method of slaughter. At most, after adding magic, it is more difficult to cure than ordinary plagues. It can only create some active corpses through the undead magic contained in it. Kel'Thuzad is useless to get it out. If so, it would be better for him to use magic directly, so why bother to make something that would be jealous in the future. In fact, the reason why the natural disaster of the undead can sweep the entire Lordaeron in the future is the massive mental power and soul means of the Lich King Ner'zhul to manipulate the dead. After all, the uncontrolled undead are two concepts.

The undead plague in Mo Wen's hands is at best a research result, and some research is of significance. In fact, his gaze rests more on the silver-white reagent.

Looking at the crystal clear, white radiant liquid, Mo Wen's mouth unconsciously showed a smug smile. Perhaps his most successful result in Azeroth for so many years may be this thing.

When he traveled to the world of death before, Mo Wen didn’t actually expect that he would gain much. He just wanted to get a basis for appearing in the world of Raiders, but in fact, in that world, what he gained was Far beyond imagination.

Relying on the ancestor bloodline of the Quincy Master, Mowen’s soul has undergone a certain mutation. The soul can split into fragments, attach to other people’s souls, absorb each other’s experience and emotions, and then reclaim these fragments to make one’s own The soul grows.

Although due to the different laws of the world, after being separated from the special environment where the soul power is everything in the world of death, these soul fragments can no longer endow other people with various peculiar abilities, but their basic function is still there. Shards are poured into blood and wine for the elf warrior to subdue, in order to subtly send the experience of being a paladin into the soul of the elf warrior, allowing the paladin system to form in Quel'Thalas in just a few decades .

It’s just that the role of this soul fragment is nothing more than that. In addition to pouring one’s own knowledge and experience into the opponent’s body in a special way, and reclaiming and strengthening one’s own soul in the future, there is no other role. However, in Dala However, in the past few years, through the study of the psychic spells mastered by Kel'Thuzad, Mo Wen finally has a systematic study on the soul. He has made rapid progress in this mysterious field, making this method interesting. Unexpected strange effect.

By immersing in some special precious magic material combination. Soul fragments have received a peculiar warmth or sublimation, after this kind of soul fragments are served. Can have a wonderful resonance with the user, and then have a subtle influence on the user. There is a connection with Mo Wen himself, and in the end he can even sign a contract directly.

The previous soul fragments were like diaries, which could only stiffly transmit the data inside, and then record the relevant experience of the subordinates, while the soul fragments after this special treatment were like the Internet with someone online, and could feel the other person’s thoughts. , Targeted and continuously deepen the influence on others, although this kind of influence can not be seen in a short period of time, but it will be extremely terrible over time. Mo Wen doesn’t know what the ancient god’s temptation to Death Wing is like, or what the so-called “devil whispers” in other worlds are about, but it must be stronger than the effect of soul fragments. Not much.

That’s why it is said that this research is Mo Wen’s biggest gain since Azeroth. Because of the relationship between the balance of power and the strength of the will, Mo Wen has been afraid to take action against some female plot characters, not only in Azeroth. Among them, the same is true in other high-level worlds, after all, if the forced contract is unsuccessful. He will have to bear it in the future, and the whole world will hunt him down, so Mo Wen will not dare to shoot some characters that may or may not be successful.

But with this soul fragment, it's different. Just be careful not to be discovered, this kind of fragment can help him achieve his goal, as long as the opponent is assimilated and corroded. Mo Wen would naturally be able to easily sign a contract with the other party. How much protection does the broken wall have? It is different from the violent way of forcing a contract. This method has low risk and high success rate, waiting for the other party to find out. It was too late, after all, even Deathwing could not get rid of the enchantment of the ancient gods, and it was even more difficult for ordinary people to get rid of the temptation of Mi Wen.

Of course, with this method, it cannot be said that Mo Wen can do whatever he wants. First, this method is imperceptible and will not be effective in a short period of time. Second, because the power of the soul fragments is strengthened, some of the souls are targeted. The detection method may be able to discover its existence, and it needs to be hidden. The last one is based on some reasons of the soul fragment itself. If you want to be a temptation, the fragments used for warming are much stronger than the ordinary fragments. Fragments of this size. Mo Wen can't split at will, and his own recovery will not keep up. Over time, it may happen that Habach, a friend in the world of death, recovers fragments and cannot be used without strength, unless Mo Wen frantically invests in ordinary soul fragments on a large scale. , While reclaiming on a large scale to restore the soul, otherwise, the number of such fragments is limited within a certain period of time.

But the last point is not very restrictive. Generally speaking, for a world where there are not many signed roles, it is more than enough to hear that the fragments of a performance split are more than enough, as long as he does not sign on a large scale those that did not appear in the original works, but the strength Enough heroes.

The silver-white brilliance was reflected in the pupils of different colors. Looking at the most outstanding results in the past few years, Mo Wen had a stronger smile on his face. It was time to test his own results.

"come in!"

Sitting leisurely on the rocking chair, Mo Wen suddenly popped out a magic and merged into the door of the laboratory. After a burst of light, the whole door opened automatically, revealing the staggering woman behind.

She was a beautiful female magician with her magic wand in her hand. She looked more than twenty years old. She had dazzling silver-white short hair, graceful and dignified, and her figure was covered under purple and blue cloth armor. Also outstanding.

Master Modra, a member of the Kirin Tor Council of Six, one of the top group of rare female magicians. With her outstanding talents and abilities, she was already a member of the Dalaran decision-making team when Mo Wen joined a few years ago. This year, she is nearly forty years old, because of her outstanding strength and careful maintenance. She looks no different from a girl in her twenties, and with the mature style, it is even more attractive.

It's just that Modra doesn't seem to be in good condition now, her expression is a little haggard, and there are a lot of bloodshot eyes in her eyes, because the door suddenly opened with a bit of consternation and a trace of terror hidden in the depths.

But after all he is a senior mage, a character who has experienced big scenes, just adjusted it a bit, and Modra replied, smiled at Mo Wen, and said: "His Royal Highness, I have some things. I want to talk to you. I wonder if it's convenient for you?"

"no problem!"

Mo Wen shrugged indifferently. He stood up and greeted Modra into the room to sit down, and then poured some drinks to the other party before sitting down again.

"Then. Ms. Modera, what can you do for you to come so late?"

Modra was silent for a moment. Did not directly explain the reason, but first talked about other things.

"Lord Antonidas departed to Karazhan a few days ago. Khadgar reported that something seemed to have happened to his teacher Medivh. Lord Krasus also left. He seemed to be concerned about the green-skinned monsters that appeared near Stormwind Fortress. I became interested, and recently Kel'Thuzad seems to be a little weird. He hasn't seen people all day, and he has been in the laboratory not knowing what to study. His expression is getting crazier and crazier."

There was something that didn't match, Modera talked about some well-known things in Violet Castle, and Mo Wen didn't look impatient at all. Just like that squeezed his chin and looked at the opponent, looking back and forth with interest at the other's outstanding figure.

Although Mo Wen stayed behind the door and hid in his own laboratory for research all day long, he still knew some basic information, and Modra also knew this, only for some reason. The reason, she didn't want to speak first.

After a while, I didn't know if there was really nothing to say, or could not bear Mo Wen's increasingly presumptuous gaze, Modra gritted his teeth. Looking directly at Mo Wen's eyes, he asked in a deep voice, "Did you do it?"

Mo Wen raised his eyebrows, "What did I do?"

His big eyes blinked and he looked as innocent as he was.

But this kind of reaction actually confirmed Modra's guess. Although she was still sitting on the chair in the room, the magic wand in her hand was slowly raised and aimed at Mo Wen. The gem above began to shine with a dazzling light.

"I'm talking about the voices that appear in my head!"

Almost every word, Modra stared at Mo Wen. After spitting out a word, her expression at this time was actually a bit hideous. Eyes with killing intent, looked terrifying.

But facing the threat of the female mage, Mo Wen's expression became more relaxed, hands spread out, and he said: "I thought you would ask me whether my knowledge is true or false, and whether it can be fulfilled! Unexpectedly, in the end, This is the sentence."

Modera’s momentum was inexplicably stagnant, and she was a little speechless. Of course, she knew whether the knowledge that suddenly appeared in her mind was true or false, otherwise she would not be the only one who came to see and hear. Instead, he brought Dalaran's law enforcement forces. Although there is not much contact, she can still feel a little bit about the strength gap between the two sides. Once they meet each other, she will undoubtedly lose.

But it was precisely because the knowledge that appeared in her brain was true that Modera was so irritable, so hesitant, and a little embarrassed. A special way to continuously impart all kinds of knowledge to her.

At first she was resisting and suspicious, thinking that she was tempted by certain existences, guarding her mind, and even planning to find a few other teachers to discuss solutions, but as the knowledge continued to flow in, she herself did not When something went wrong, nothing happened around him. In the end, Modra couldn't help being tempted. After laying down layers of magic enchantment, he began to study the exquisite magic in it, and then he couldn't deal with it.

That kind of inscrutable magic, all kinds of wonderful knowledge, grabbed her whole heart like a magic hand. From the guard and cautiousness at the beginning, to the wholehearted devotion, she almost madly devoted herself to the research. Among them, the strength has also improved by leaps and bounds, but just a few days ago, after Shi Antonidas left, the voice suddenly stopped, and many theories stopped halfway through. This made Modra almost fell into the Sistari. It’s fine if she didn’t get it before, but now this feeling of being empty into Baoshan and not getting it at all makes her uncomfortably want to vomit blood, although reason tells her that she should take this opportunity to stay away from this temptation, but the benefits she once got let her She couldn't stop, for several days and nights, she didn't rest well at all.

But just yesterday, an inexplicable thought enveloped her. The elven prince who lived on the east spire might know something. As long as he can go to him, there will be knowledge, magic, youth, and even eternity. She has all of her lives at her fingertips.

Modera was taken aback, because this feeling was too inexplicable and there was no sign. This might not be her own thoughts, but the answer brought by the mysterious voice.

Modera hesitated, because this was obviously a fragrant trap. Regardless of whether the sound came from the elf prince or not, the time for the mysterious voice had come, but she was still unable to restrain what she was in her heart. A day later, I came to Mo Wen here tonight, and finally heard Mo Wen confess everything himself.

Magic and all kinds of knowledge are what Modra wants. As a mage, the pursuit of magic is almost a lifelong pursuit.

Youth and eternal life are also what Modra wants. Although she is strong, she is still a human being after all. Her life span will only be hundreds of years, and her appearance will gradually age. Imagining this result, she shuddered.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

Looking at Mo Wen, Modra whispered softly in his mouth, with an expression incomprehensible.

After hesitating for a moment, she took a deep breath and asked slowly: "What is your purpose?"

She wants to get the knowledge, she wants to get the promised things, even if it has to pay some price!

During that moment of hesitation, Modra said to herself in her heart, staring at Mo Wen, like a gambler with a red eye. It's not that her will is not firm enough, but that Mo Wen's temptation is It's too big, as a mage, a woman, she can't refuse.

And at the moment Modra spoke, in a place she could not see, a white fragment began to shine in the depths of her soul, and the light became more and more dazzling, but in the end it began to have a relationship with her soul. Wonderful resonance.

Even if the voice stopped, there was no effect before, but the temptation of soul fragments has not stopped. Modra has been bewitched, and as a teacher, she has never considered what Mo Wen promised. True or false, almost subconsciously identified everything.

As the owner of the soul fragment, Mo Wen naturally felt all this, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He stood up, stretched out his hand and pushed away Modra's staff, then slowly leaned forward, covering Modra in the chair.

One hand gently touched the other's tall and straight chest, and slowly kneaded it, but Mo Wen said in a playful manner: "No hurry, I think we have a whole night to discuss this issue, what do you think? , Little Della?"

When the key was attacked, Modra's body was stiff, but then his whole body became soft again and his face was flushed.

Seeing the handsome face close at hand, she was a little lost.

Because she has always been fascinated by magic, she has no experience in dating at all. This is the first time she has had this kind of intimate contact with a man~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Maybe the first time the target is this man is not bad? At least he is handsome enough, and if he can pay this price and get everything he wants, it's no big deal!

Modera was thinking secretly in her heart, but in the depths of her soul, the fragment became more and more dazzling!

Watching a determined mage slowly walk into the whirlpool he set up, Mo Wen couldn't be more proud, and he didn't return to his room. Amidst Modra's blushing face, he directly stretched out his hand. Come, pull on the belt, untie her armor, then set up the opponent's legs and press on it.

After a while, seductive groans filled the entire laboratory.

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