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Sargeras soon paid the price for his underestimation.

——Aegwynn still has a lot of spare power, and the means are stronger than he thought.

Now the aurora is from point to surface.

Pierce his chest, hit his heart.

Sargeras was hit hard and fell to the ground.

And Aegwynn didn't stop, and made up the second and third Aurora.

The dragon army also made trouble.

For the wound, cast the strongest spell.

"No!" Sargeras roared.

After that, he fought back against the beasts and killed a large number of dragons.

It's a pity that Aegwynn adopted guerrilla tactics, constantly switching positions, attacking his vital points.

He can't help each other all the time.

In the end, the heart shattered completely, and a large amount of green blood scattered out.

So far, the avatar of Sargeras has been silent.

Seeing this scene, many giant dragons let out high-pitched roars and circled to Aegwynn's side.

Aegwynn was also complacent, showing a smile, and raised Atiesh in his hand high.

At this moment, Pfister noticed a faint shadow moving behind Aegwynn, blending into her shadow.

So far, the illusion has come to an end.

Pfister had known about this shocking battle for a long time.

Still feeling extremely shocked.

Not to mention the unheard of Garona.

After a long time, the other party just came back to his senses.

As if dreaming: "Did you see, Fitz, that battle was really..."

It's not because of her lack of vocabulary.

Even Pfister is hard to describe with a certain word.

Because any language used to describe this peak duel can be called pale and weak.

For the convenience of studying, Feist moved all the things he needed to this special collection room.

Includes a magic loom.

This was not because of his decision to switch careers to become a tailor, but because of a task assigned by Medivh.

This loom is actually a receiver of information from the Tirisfal Council.

Medivh claimed that he would keep an eye on the progress of the experiment in the near future.

No time to take this part into account.

Then tell him how to unravel the knitting, and give him the Epic of Aegwynn.

Ask him to summarize the daily news and place it in the lounge next to the living room.

And at this time, Pfister knew that the epic was actually a code book.

If you don't decipher it, you don't know that the power of the Tirisfal Council is so great.

Not only the Eastern Kingdom, but also the possible risk areas in Kalimdor have also been recorded.

Not even Karazhan escaped detection.

It is conceivable that this organization has such a large intelligence network.

I don't know whether he treats everyone equally, or he is worried about Medivh, a non-mainstream guardian.

The information he deciphered was relatively normal at first, but it has changed in recent days.

Turned into a death list of members of the council.

There are many strange ways to die, and the number is counted by ten.

Many of the names were familiar to him, but he didn't know that he was a member of the Tirisfal Council.

Now Pfister found out that the sewing machine had finished learning another piece of cloth, and his heart skipped a beat.

But he deciphered it immediately.

Immediately, Pfister sighed.

Chapter 21 All beings in the world are chess]

This time the content is very brief.

There are only a few sentences in total, to the effect that the parliament has recently been attacked by an unknown organization and suffered heavy losses.Today's last archmage, the new speaker Jaziba and his family, have died.The remaining members of the parliament unanimously decided that the parliament will suspend all activities indefinitely from now on.

A warning was attached to the final letter: Dear friend, no matter who you are or where you interpret this confidential letter, please be extremely careful.Do not disclose your relationship with the Council, or you may lead to death.

Although he has no feelings for Jazbah, the end of the curtain like this still makes Pfister feel sad.

Secretly sighed that Medivh really did a good 'experiment'.

There is no mercy for those who stand in the way, even colleagues.

This time, the Tirisfal Council has lost its backbone, and no matter how strong the branches and leaves are, it is useless.

There is no way to threaten it.

Then he sorted out the information as usual.

There is no need to summarize the content this time, he can just copy it directly.

When writing about Jaziba, Pfister deliberately shook the quill in his hand, making the handwriting crooked.

to show his uneasiness.