Azeroth Hoag Biography

"Wait a minute? Are you saying that Medivh's mother was at least close to [-] years old when she gave birth to Medivh? This is impossible! How can humans have such a long lifespan?" Garona immediately asked the hyena demigod in surprise.

"How do I know this kind of thing, but it is obvious that she used some forbidden spells, otherwise she would not have such a long lifespan, and the focus of the problem is not her long lifespan, but her After killing the demon, she betrayed her companions and slaughtered all her old companions. I have reason to believe that Aegwynn did not kill the demon at all, and was instead controlled by the demon. By the time she When she was pregnant with Medivh, the demon possessed Medivh again, so based on the same reason, your son Med'an is also likely to be possessed by that demon."

"I know you don't trust me, so you can ask Meryl Evil Wind about the origin of the guardian, the story of Aegwynn and Medivh. If what I say is not credible, then you are always willing to believe what he says. Right?" The coyote demigod shrugged his shoulders, glanced casually at Garona, and then shook his head.

"Can I ask Meryl Evil Wind? Are you willing to let me go?" Garona asked in surprise.

"I never planned to catch you from the beginning. It was you who came to trouble my subordinates. Fortunately, I recognized you. Otherwise, do you think you are still alive? As for your son, to be honest, I I originally planned to kill him and be done with it, but maybe he still has a chance to get rid of that demon's control. Of course, this will also require your help." As he said that, the hyena demigod and Garona who was following it had already reached a distance. On a piece of grass not far from the Wilderness Temple, this grassland has long been filled with dense log cages. These were the hyenas and druids that the coyote demigod brought with him a few months ago. Satyr captured in Desolation.

To be honest, these demons were really unlucky during their time in Elrethalas City. They were first injected with a tranquillizer independently developed by Coyote, and then were put into a cage to endure the wind and rain. , and because they were worried that these demons would cause trouble when they were full, the food given to them every day was pitiful. Facts have proved that even the satyrs, who are demonic creatures, could not stand this kind of feeding method. Soon the weaker satyrs He died for one reason or another, or should be said to be "liberated" from the hands of these jackals.

But from time to time, there are still a few unlucky satyrs who are captured by these inhumane jackals and used as experimental subjects, and they never come back. Moreover, even if their survival is so difficult, they still have their fair share of troubles. In the end In the battle between the coyote and the black dragon, these unlucky demons locked in the cage also suffered many accidental injuries, or accidental explosions, so now there are only a few satyrs left in the originally large number, and this one A handful of Sartres who cannot be said to be particularly lucky or unlucky also met their end today.

"In fact, over the years, I have been looking for a solution, and I have also made some simulations of Medivh's situation. These demons are not born like this. They are all transformed through some extremely evil rituals. So in a sense, they and Medivh have something in common, except that Medivh's mind was corrupted by demons, while their bodies were corrupted." The hyena demigod pointed at these people who were imprisoned in a cage. The Satyr inside said to Garona.

"You mean these ram-horned demons represent Medivh? But is there any connection there?" Garona still doesn't quite understand. After all, there seems to be no comparability between Sartre and Medivh. One is actively transforming himself into a demon, while the other is fighting against the demon in his heart until his death.

"In fact, if you had failed in the battle with Medivh, it is very likely that Medivh would have been assimilated by the demon in his body and become a new demon." Said the coyote demigod from the jackal researcher beside him. He took a stack of forms in his hand.

"And there is data that shows that before the Satyrs are transformed into demons, they will inevitably go through a process of mental corruption. The first thing these Satyrs are distorted is their souls, and by the time their souls have been completely distorted by their desires, After being possessed, their bodies also began to change. This process is very similar to Medivh's fall. Now do you still think there is no relationship between it?" The hyena demigod quickly convinced Garona by presenting the facts and reasoning. , and this female orc is also constantly looking at the records.

"The main research direction of my men and I is to study how to reverse the influence of demons. We have now discovered a drug that can be used to reverse Satyr's corrupted body." As he spoke, the coyote demigod raised his paws After patting the grass gently, several Jackal researchers wearing white coats and muzzles took out a bottle of golden potion from an iron box, and then took out another one. syringe, and sucked up a syringe full of golden medicine, and then ruthlessly injected all the medicine in the syring into the body of one of the satyrs.

"Oh my god, I can't believe my eyes, this is so amazing!" Garona couldn't help but exclaimed as she looked at the miracle in front of her.

Although Sartre, who had been injected with the medicine, screamed in pain, his body was undergoing magical changes. The dirty and tangled long hair all over his body quickly disappeared and fell off visible to the naked eye. The original signature hair on his head was The goat's horns also shortened rapidly, and the tail and hooves of the lower body also disappeared without a trace after a period of twisting.

After all the changes were completed, the originally dirty and skinny Sartre turned into an old night elf. Obviously, the night elf was also very shocked by this change. He looked at his long-lost With both hands and feet, he raised his hands tremblingly and touched the top of his head. Then he beat the wooden cage angrily and loudly asked the jackals outside: "Where is my - power? You took my power - —Where are they all hidden? Damn thieves, you stole my power! I want-uh-ah-ah-"

However, before the elf who had returned from the Satyr transformation could finish speaking, he let out a low scream, then fell headlong into the cage, and soon stopped breathing.