Chapter 1033: The Broken Guardian
She said that she was Avena's guest, but in my opinion, only little Pamela was her real guest, and that little undead girl came here to find her "Sister Avena", and she didn't even know what Emperor Xiling meantβshe didn't ask "what is the emperor and is delicious?" already gave me a lot of face. And Egwene and Medivan should want Avena to introduce her, looking for bubbles......
In Medivan's words, he was able to be freed from the curse and given another chance to come back to life, all thanks to Bubbles, but Bubbles was in a hurry to farm Icecrown Fortress (I think she may have beaten Arthas again...... He didn't have time to say thank you, this time he was mainly here to express his gratitude, and at the same time to find a way to restore himself - the latter was a matter of luck, and even if he couldn't recover, he and Egwene were both very clever magic experts, and they would naturally figure it out on their own.
To be honest, this task is definitely an epic event of at least eighty rings, but after thinking about the abyss problem for a long time, this matter suddenly has no weight in front of me, but I still have to help, how to say that Egwen is also a comrade-in-arms in the war of salvation, and what she asked for is not too difficult.
Lend them a raven and a leader bee and search the entire world of Azeroth for fragments of Medivan's soul......
Pamela was muttering to Anvena as I vaguely heard them mention Talon County and a few names, maybe they were talking about their own lives, reminiscing about the past or something? I was a little curious about what the undead would be like, but I didn't rush into the conversation between the two. Still remembering the lamentable fate of Pamela in the original history, this undead little girl who was still waiting in ignorance at the door of the house after the destruction of Talon County and the tragic murder of the natural disaster, waiting for her father to come home, never seemed to realize what had happened, but looking at the smile on her face when she muttered to Avena now, maybe now her wish has been granted?
"The father of the child...... Did you find it? I asked Egwene.
"I don't know much about her. Maybe you can ask for yourself," Egwene smiled, "but I guess since she's so happy now, she must have no regrets." β
I came to Pamela, who was clumsily learning how to make tea from Avena, looking serious and hardworking. "Sister Anvina is a very good maid and can make the best black tea, but I always put too much sugar in the tea I make." Pamela was no longer afraid of me, but took the initiative to speak with great interest, "Actually, I have already paid attention - after putting all the sugar cubes in it. Do you want tea? β
"Pamela," I rubbed the ghost girl's hair, but there was only a cool mist in my hand: she was much weaker than Anvina, and even completely incorporeal. It's not the same as Anvina's body, which is almost indistinguishable from a living person," you know your current ...... Identity? "It's a bit of a difficult question, but I'm really anxious to know how this little girl is doing, and I'll help her as much as I can if I need toβat least, she's a good friend of Anvina's life.
"I'm Pamela," the little girl replied dumbfounded, the answer disappointing, but fast. She added, "Later, some uncles who were soldiers came to my house, and they said that Talonshire had become the territory of the Forsaken, so Pamela was a little Forsaken and didn't understand it. This should be an adult's business, and Dad probably knows better what is going on. β
"Your dad? Is he at home? β
"No," Pamela shook her head, "he goes home once a week, and usually works at the Cowling junction: he's a brave hero!" So the new lord asked him to go to a bigger city as a captain. Sometimes I miss him a lot. He hadn't been home for a long time. But Pamela is also very strong and has to learn to take care of herself. Dad says a new life has just begun. There's a lot more to do......"
Pamela spoke like a bean, and she was still scared of life just now, but as soon as she mentioned her heroic father, she immediately gushed out, and I was relieved to hear that her father had returned to Talon County, and was doing so as an undead soldier who had regained his senses: it seemed that Sylvanas' psychic experts had found Pamela's father before the others had turned him into a Forsaken officer.
Because no one in the real world of Azeroth would complete the series of tasks of Pamela's doll - and in the light of Pamela's own story, the only explanation for her father's success in returning home is Sylvanas' work.
Pamela doesn't seem to know much about the concept of undead, but she may have recognized that she is different from what she used to be, but she is not depressed or anything like that, and is still learning to make tea creatively like a normal child, pulling Avena to tell stories, and talking about her heroic father. I stopped bothering them and came to Egwene. She was sitting across from Medivan speechlessly, and the atmosphere looked a little awkward.
"You are supposed to be mother and son, why do you look so cold?" I asked curiously.
Egwene shook his head bitterly, "I said that he was only a part of Medivan - his character, his memory, his way of doing things, was far from that of my real son, I had tried, but I could not find a topic with him: he only remembered his own name and a little bit of his life, and those memories were just piled up in his mind like books, and they could not fit in with the soul of this shadow at all." That's why I searched everywhere for a way to restore him. β
I glanced at "Medivan", and his anomaly was obvious: gloomy, silent, almost expressionless, and he didn't say much about himself except by mentioning his name, as Egwen said, it was just a container in the shape of Medivan that contained a little bit of a fragment of his soul. No matter how great a mage or a profound scholar Egwene was, and no matter how many years she had experience, she was just a helpless mother nowβwell, that's what I thought anyway......
"I'll let the Raven and the Leader Bee do you a favor," I said, saying what I've already thought of, "They can search the entire planet in a short amount of time, and these two soldiers, one good at occult rituals and the other good at collecting souls, can just find the fragments of Medivan's soul and combine them." But before I do that, I want to ask, Medivan. Do you remember what kind of demon you were defeated? β
Medivan clutched her head, as if it was difficult to recall these events, and then said sluggishly, "Crimson, it's an Eredar demon with some kind of eye-like device made of crystal and metal embedded in its chest, and the beam of light from that device has destroyed my shield. There are also other enemies on the scene...... Ah, it's so hard to recall those things...... But I'm absolutely sure that the demon still has accomplices. Otherwise, even if the shield is pierced, I can be sure that I can easily kill that monster, and it was his accomplices' sneak attack that caused my defeat...... That's a ...... Looks like a human guy......"
Originally, I just asked casually, wondering where Medivan was fighting at that time - because the Salvation Army and the Emperor ** did not find Medivan during the entire Salvation War, but I didn't expect to lead to such a detail.
"Humans? Are you sure you look like a human? It wasn't a mutant demon, could it be someone from a psychic or a scourge legion? β
"I'm not sure. My memories are messy, and maybe finding other fragments will make my mind clearer. Please give me some more drinks, that thing seems to calm my spirits. β
Anvena got another cup of that strange undead drink for Medivan, and I nodded to Egwene: "Okay, I know the situation, there will be ravens and leader bees contacting you soon, I hope Medivan can recover soon." β
Egwen immediately got up and took his leave, and I was surprised that she was in such a hurry, but it seemed that she was really anxious about Medivan's affairs. She said that she was going to return to Azeroth to prepare, and after a few days of exploring, she and now this fragment of Medivin had identified several places where soul fragments might be hidden, and she wanted to identify these fragments before the arrival of the emperor's experts. Since this is the reason, of course, Anvina and I can't forcibly keep it.
Pamela was brought by Egwen, and the Shadow City pass procedures were in the latter's name at that time, and she had to go back with her at this time, or it was said that the ticket was not easy to change - when she said goodbye, the ghost girl said goodbye to Avena and repeatedly expressed her hope that Avena would have time to go to Daronshire to find her.
"The town will be rebuilt soon." Pamela said. "In the past, bad guys burned down the houses in the town, and now a lot of good guys have come to help rebuild the town. They say a new queen named Sylvanas is going to make Talon County prosperous, and you should definitely come back and see if you have the chance, our new house is beautiful! β
It can be seen that Anvina is very helpless about this invitation......
After the three guests left, I helped Avena pack up her things together, and asked the question I had thought of earlier: "Avina, what do you think life feels like after becoming a ghost?" That's how you feel right now. How do I think Pamela and you, and so many of the ghosts I've seen, are different from what I remember? β
Anwena floated in the air with the tea set, tilted her head and thought for a while, and smiled: "It's really different from a living person." It's weird that you don't get sleepy, you don't get tired, you get hungry once in a whileβwe can eat too, right? All of our senses and reactions to the realm of the living have become dull, as if we were in a fog. I still remember when I first woke up, the chaos and the things around me completely distorted into a different image in your eyes, and you would never have imagined what it would be: as if the gorgeous houses of the past were still unchanged. It is said that a ghost is a creature that lives within itself, and all we see is a scene in the realm of our own spirit. However, the more powerful the ghost, the more real the feeling of the living in the world realm, only the weak ghost will be trapped in their own memory, and many earthbound spirits cannot leave the place where they are bound because of this: in their cognition, the world realm can never go beyond the small place of their memory, and the world realm beyond it does not exist. When I first woke up, I felt cold, even when I was close to the flames, but I felt very warm with my master, probably because the ghosts lived in their own spiritual realm...... That's why Anvena likes to be around her master very much, and when she is warm, the whole world has become safe......"
The ghost maid grinned, turned and floated towards the kitchen wall, forgetting that she still had something with her, and the tea set she was holding had been left behind after she had passed through the wall, and fell to the ground with a clatter, but fortunately Anvena had half of her body out of the wall and caught them all before she could hit the ground. The little ghost, who almost messed up, smiled awkwardly at me and honestly walked out the door.
It wasn't until she went out that I remembered: It seems that this guy can carry things through the wall, that is to say, was Anwena maliciously selling cuteness just now?
All right. Although it's a malicious sale of cuteness,But I'm really cute by this ghost little maid.,Speaking of which, I really seem to be ignoring this maid who has been with me for a long time.,She's busy every day in this rather unscientific big house that has been expanded by various spaces.,But a lot of times I don't know what she's thinking - she's always happy in her own little world.,Looks happy., But she doesn't talk to people much: even though she says she likes to live with her family. Maybe this is also one of the special habits of the undead, as long as she is happy.
When Avena floated into the room again, I said, "I thought Egwene was here to mention our crow." β
"We did talk about this. She was also interested in Madison, but it seemed she didn't mind the shallow hostess giving a raven the name of her son," and Avena buried most of her body under the coffee table, exposing only the upper part of her chest, and playfully "swam around" in an attempt to mimic what she had seen in a horror movie. "Master, do you think Mai Diwen will become a human when she grows up?"
"What? Do you want it to take human form? β
"It was it that was very interested, and I turned into a crow in front of it, and then I changed back again, and so Madiwen was interested, and since this morning she has been pestering me to learn how to become human. Maybe if it really becomes a crow god when it grows up, it will learn how to transform? Anvena said, looking very expectant.
"Who knows," I shrugged, "the things around me are getting stranger and stranger. I can't figure out what's going on myself. β
Anvena laughed and floated to the kitchen: "I'm going to prepare lunch, do you want to have a barbecue at noon today?" β
"Yes!" Sandora replied first, "There's a split-toothed dragon from Nesinwari in the kitchen's Gna barn, you can help roast ......."
At first glance, it sounds like a great ingredient, but is it really a home-cooked dish?
When it was only me and Sandora in the room, I took the latter into my arms and pinched her nose: "Okay, you have something to say just now, right?" You didn't say anything while Medivan and Egwen were around. But I can see you're thinking about it. β
"Ah Jun is getting more and more sensitive." Sandora rubbed my chest and jumped to the ground. "Xiaoxue is peeking at the door, be a serious father. What I was thinking was: why did those mutant demons go to such lengths to split Medivan apart? β
"In order to prevent him from being resurrected," I said without thinking, "you don't know the way, the heroes of the world of Azeroth are best at living from the dead - if you don't cheat the corpse a few times, you are embarrassed to say that you are from Azeroth, the undead system of the world is too troublesome." It is estimated that the fallen apostles who controlled the mutant demons at that time also discovered this: the Salvation Army soldier who was finally killed today changed his face as a zombie soldier and stood in front of him again the next day, and then turned into a skeleton on the third day and a ghost on the fourth day...... Maybe that demon felt that Mediven's strength was too strong, and the chance of resurrection was too high, and it would be a great threat once he was resurrected many times, so he broke up his soul? β
"I don't think so," Sandora shook her head, "Medivan's strength is indeed a great threat to ordinary demons, but to mutant demons and fallen apostles, they can only be considered ordinary opponents, and they go to such great lengths to prevent the resurrection of such an opponent?" I don't think so. β
"I've noticed that," I nodded, and suddenly felt that Sandora's suspicions were reasonable, "Medivan recalls that he had other enemies on the scene when he was defeated, and although the memory of the soul fragment may be skewed, I think this kind of thing that was the last thing to look at before death should not be mistaken, it was an enemy who looked like a human: the Fallen Apostle was like a human. β
The main reason I think of this is that Azeroth is not lacking in a thousand strange creatures, and humans are a minority there, especially in the mutant demon camp, where there are only two possibilities for humanoid creatures: psychics, and the Fallen Apostle Commander. It is impossible for a psychic to hurt Medivan, not even a sneak attack, so the only mysterious enemy on the scene can be a fallen apostle.
"There was a fallen apostle present who personally dismembered Medivan's soul." Sandora said in a deep voice, "How much value does Medivan have in him that they are worthy of doing it themselves?" Don't forget, to the Fallen Apostles, a Medivan is no more of a threat than a small group of Imperial soldiers. β
I've been thinking for a long time to no avail, maybe Bella Villa knows? Perhaps Bella Vera's memory is not very clear, and she has told me everything she can remember about her time in Azeroth, and there is no mention of Medivan's name. And at that time, Bellavila had already had a gap with Occam, and under the foolery of that cunning Occam, many of the schemes of the Fallen Apostles were unaware of Bellavila.
"Forget it, it's useless to think so much," I waved my hand, "Anyway, the world of Azeroth has been pacified, and the fallen apostles who stirred up the storm there at the beginning have not achieved much success, and they have been safe for more than three years, and you are still worried about what trouble those small group of fallen apostles can leave us?" β
Sandora thought about it, no matter what the conspiracy of the Fallen Apostles was, they had already gone bankrupt with the rout of their entire line, two of the three leaders of the Fallen Apostles who invaded Azeroth had died, and the last one was still in our camp, which meant that there was no one left, and it was worthless to dwell on this bit of past secrets in this case, so she didn't dwell on this issue - of course, it was almost noon......
At this moment, a shallow and cheerful voice came from the living room: "We're back!" βββ
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