Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

The sudden voice of Medivh made Regent Lothar quickly end this meaningless meeting.

Then, this man, who was filled with shock and doubt in his heart, ordered the court mage to activate the highest alert level of the palace's defense array, then walked out of the New Storm Kingdom's palace alone, heading to the meeting place that the voice told him, a forest next to the royal city.

Lothar did not bring any bodyguards, but held the "Great Royal Sword" tightly in his hand.

As the only golden legendary warrior in the human world, he is confident enough to meet this mysterious man posing as his gay friend alone.

Of course, if even he will encounter any danger, then it will be the same no matter how many guards he brings.

Under Lothar's will, the Titan God's relic "Great Royal Sword" was initially activated, and the pure golden power of worship continued to flow back and forth on the sword's body.

This powerful weapon that can withstand a blow from the Guardian Dragon King gives him the confidence to escape any powerful enemy!

"Come out!"

"You are not Medivh!"

"Medivh has fallen into the distortion of the Dark Portal's time and space spells because of his resistance to the demigod warlocks of the tribe."

The regent's right hand cautiously touched the hilt of the "Great Royal Sword" and said calmly.

The golden-colored muscles bulged under the armor, and the powerful pressure unique to the legendary warrior enveloped the surrounding area for hundreds of meters under his control, startling countless birds and beasts in the area.

"So, you can never be Medivh!"

In this world changed by the Messiah, although the demigod guardian Medivh was killed by Lothar and others, except for the few remaining members of the original temporary assassination team, Medivh was hidden from everyone else.

A true image of what has fallen.

After the Battle of Kallu, the official statement told to the public in Azeroth was that "the heroic guardians forcibly activated the 'Space Vortex' spell before the Battle of Kallu to resist the surprise beheading operation of the tribe's demigod warlock Gul'dan, but

Due to the instability of space in the Twilight and Dawn Forest area after the opening of the Dark Portal, the guardian was lost in the distortion of space cracks caused by the spell's aftermath."

Therefore, Medivh's reputation was not as ruined as it was in history, and he became a traitor that everyone shouted to beat. After the orc invasion war ended, the top leaders of the alliance, including the King of Lordaeron, because of the Guardian's resistance to the demigod warlock.

For his outstanding achievements, he also attended Medivh's memorial service held by Lothar to commemorate this great spellcaster hero.

Just after Lothar's affirmative words, a gray crow descended from the sky and flew in front of Lothar.

Countless feathers mixed with blue magic light were flying and flashing in front of Lothar, and a figure wearing a gray cloak appeared in front of Lothar.

"You are the Sunwell Mage!"

Looking at this very different appearance, Lothar frowned and felt the powerful spiritual power in front of him that could only be matched by the Violet Sage from Dalaran, and asked doubtfully.

"You're not human?"

The reason why he judged that the mysterious man in front of him was not a human was because almost all human spellcasters in the Eastern Kingdom today had transformed the light blue magic power of their high elf sunwell system into violet meditation.

The unique purple-red magic power of France.

Only the conservative high elves, dwarves, gnomes and other races continue to use this conspicuous light blue magic.

However, the final answer to the mystery was finally revealed, in Lothar's disbelieving eyes.

The mysterious man under the cloak lowered the hood on his head, and Lothar's familiar face appeared in front of him with a gentle smile.

"No, my brother, I am indeed human."

Medivh stretched out his right hand towards the long sword in the stunned friend's hand, and a pure power of worship was drawn out from the sword of the "Great Royal Sword" and surrounded his side, proving that he was no longer

The evil being corrupted by the devil continued.

"I am the Guardian, Medivh!"

"The assassin you brought with you back then penetrated my body and it hurt so much!"

Medivh's body is filled with huge fluctuations of magic power. He was fully resurrected by his mother Aegwynn in more time than in the original history, and he still retains the power of a legendary caster.

And as time goes by, within a few years, he will be able to become a terrifying second-level mid-level demigod mage again...

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In the Kingdom of Lordaeron, in the central region near the border of Dalaran, there is a human town called Andorhal.

The improved steam engines of the Holy Arathor Empire have spread astonishingly throughout the entire Eastern Kingdom as the empire's influence has increased over the years. Even this small city that is not valued in the Kingdom of Lordaeron is still

Outside the city, there are many small and medium-sized factories run by the powerful, emitting black smoke and steam, allowing a large number of urban civilians to become workers.

When the sunset glow illuminated by the setting sun appeared over this small town.

The workers of Andorhal City were coming and going, riding the cheapest bicycles exported from the Holy Arathor Empire, driving out of the industrial area outside the city and pouring into the city.

"Out of bounds, out of bounds! The Eastern Kingdom's Continental Newspaper, the front page headline!"

"Your Excellency Medivh, the respected astral mage and guardian of mankind, has returned to our world from the turbulence of time and space."

A noble carriage pulled by two white horses, among the long snakes of bicycles, drove quickly from the main road outside the city to the city of Andorhal. When passing by the newsboy shouting beside the city gate,

The driver of the carriage habitually threw a silver coin there.

The newspaper boy who had the best luck and was closest to the throw put away the silver coins while others around him looked envious. He skillfully rolled up several newspapers in the newspaper frame on his back with his backhand and threw them back accurately.

"Lord Viscount, this is today's new newspaper!"

After the coachman took the newspaper, he respectfully handed it through the door curtain of the carriage behind him.

A fat aristocrat who was gorgeously dressed in a formal dress and was sitting comfortably on a recliner in a large carriage, sipping a glass of milk, took the coachman's newspaper, opened it and started reading.

"The Guardian is back."

The fat noble's eyes were fixed on the newspaper. The first piece of news shocked him, and as he read, his expression became increasingly ugly.

Especially when he saw that after returning, Medivh still retained a powerful spellcasting ability that far exceeded the level of an archmage, he finally couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

"Your Majesty the Lich King, damn it, the Alliance has another strong man!"

"I curse the divine religion, when will I be able to rule this world!"

In his cold eyes, a gray color symbolizing decline flashed, and a trace of dark death energy flashed from the hand of the fat nobleman, instantly turning the newspaper into ashes...

And in the speeding carriage, the fat noble used a trace of undead power to destroy the newspaper. At the same time, a gray stream of light flashed on the huge holy cross in the center of a newly established cross church in the slums of the city.

"You must have seen it too."

A young Glory Priest, standing in front of the huge Holy Cross that had just flashed an evil warning in the chapel, said to the five Judgment Paladins standing in front of him.

"The Holy Cross has told us that there is an extremely evil power hidden in this city!"

As a priest who serves God and presides over the church, Pastor Glory is most sensitive to the cross in which he serves the church.

Any abnormal movement of the Holy Cross will be immediately fed back to the belief network connected to his consciousness, and this is already the twelfth time this month that he has found that the appearance of the cross represents a warning of the emergence of evil.

"Bishop Harry, can you determine where the evil is located in the city?"

The five Judgment Paladins were reinforcements requested by the higher-ups of the Lordaeron Diocese after Bishop Harry discovered something was wrong. The leader, the oldest paladin, Uncle Locke Anfe, stood up and asked the priest.

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