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Chapter 1 The Fake Prophet = Medivh(1/2)

In the Internet cafe with the smell of smoke, all kinds of cursing and typing on the keyboard made the place very lively.

Some of them sprayed teammates with technical garbage, were abused by their highly skilled opponents, and some were proudly shouting after defeating their opponents.

Players have all kinds of personalities, after all, this is just a game!

There are also friends who hang up the phone whenever they disagree, or even deliberately go to die to help their opponents develop.

Well, this kind of thing is easy to be beaten! Please do not imitate it!

In the corner of the Internet cafe, Zhang Haoran is playing a game that was once very popular, Warcraft 3 Frozen Throne.

He calmly controlled the starting neutral hero Alchemist and threw out his ultimate move Alchemy.

A golden light shrouded the ultimate power of the undead on the opposite side, turning it into a cute gold coin.

The hideous and terrifying hatred is a mountain of big meat made by the undead mage sewn with countless corpses.

If this powerful army, covered with green mist, rushes into Zhang Haoran's night elves team, it will definitely be a tragic tragedy!

The fragile night elf girl can't resist the tyrannical hatred.

And hating that green mist is a terrible plague poisonous fog that can continuously suck blood.

Unfortunately, when the alchemy was on the opening stage, the hatred that he finally produced was ruined, not to mention it, but also added economics to the other party and expanded its later advantages.

While the alchemy was thrown out, a bottle of purple-green potion was also thrown out, accurately hitting the undead troops. Then the continuous rain of arrows by the night elves archers, coupled with the continuous ejection of the huntress's moon blade, the undead troops were killed and retreated step by step.

Although Zhang Haoran was a little proud, he still calmly controlled the troops to gather fire to the enemy. The alchemist even started chemical tyranny and kept crushing his opponent.

He played games differently from others. He never yelled throughout the whole process, but just won the victory in silence.

At some point, a man in a brown cloak appeared behind him and saw him win two games in a row.

The man who looked a little mysterious began to chat with Zhang Haoran about games.

"Young man, you are a very good alchemist!"

Zhang Haoran, who was focusing on the game, did not care too much about others' praise, but out of politeness, he casually modestly.

"My skill is OK, but I am definitely not as good as those who play professionally!"

Well, it’s not bad! It’s a good seedling worth cultivating!

The mysterious man was very satisfied and asked for his whine again.

"You have been using alchemists. Do you like alchemists the most?"

When Zhang Haoran heard someone else's question, he didn't think much about it and casually expressed his inner thoughts.

"That's a must! This is a hero who is close to omnipotent!"

"Very good, this prophet will realize your dream!"

Zhang Haoran, who was looking back while he was free, saw a dazzling light door open, and suddenly became dark in front of him, and then he knew nothing.

After sending Zhang Haoran into the light gate, the mysterious man swaggered and played the game that Zhang Haoran had not finished.

There were people coming and going around, but no one noticed something was wrong.

The game is already a smooth game, and of course the mysterious man cannot lose. He quickly beat his opponent's hometown and ignored the opponent's request for another game.

As a godlike being, the mysterious man is not really playing games, he just understands the various characteristics of the alchemist.

There is no sun, moon, sky, earth, only in the empty space of stars, Zhang Haoran quietly hangs in the void.

A mysterious purple energy enveloped him, as if he was making some transformation of him.

The mysterious man who finished the game suddenly appeared in this void space, looking at the young man shrouded by purple energy.

"Woo, the enhanced version of alchemy is indeed feasible for combat. This prophet has created a new profession!"

This man with mysterious behavior began to improve Zhang Haoran's various strengths according to his vision.

After just a few minutes of game experience, he discovered that the Alchemist was a powerful melee spellcaster, and it was a very pleasant experience to slash enemies with two machetes.

However, the alchemist in the game is a goblin riding on the monster.

The goblins are responsible for throwing alchemy bombs and casting spells, and the monsters wield two machetes to chop people.

Go find another monster?

This idea was overturned by him in an instant.

The monster is too difficult to control, it will be bad if it backfires!

In the end, he decided to improve the physical fitness of the young man and let him use a machete to chop people.

This is not the only one who casts a spell with great power.

Those dragon casters can swing a staff on them and can pull people out dozens of meters.

The secret method of transforming the dragon man with the five-colored dragon is certainly a way to get it, his powerful guardian.

So what if the dragon possesses the divine power given by the Titan?

In the face of the mysterious arcane, the dragons could only be fooled, which was not a very troublesome thing.

It seemed that the blood was boiling, and the mysterious man was bombed to the center of Zhang Haoran's eyebrows.

This is a drop of red dragon's blood, but it is not directly absorbed.

A complex spell casting ceremony was skillfully performed by a mysterious man.

A red mist began to appear in the dragon's blood, seeping into Zhang Haoran's body, transforming it into a semi-finished dragon man.

The complete transformation of the dragon man is not the ultimate goal of the mysterious man.

It is absolutely impossible to make wedding dresses for the Red Dragon Clan!

As the red mist penetrated, Zhang Haoran's body began to turn red, looking like a cooked prawn.

His whole body felt like the bad feeling of countless ants crawling, and finally he woke up from his sleepy spell.

Zhang Haoran, who was confused, saw the scenes around him clearly, and coupled with his own abnormalities, he would not think that this was an ordinary kidnapping.

"Haha, what's going on? What are you doing? Hahahaha"

If it weren't for the fact that there was no more terrifying situation except for the itchy and numbness, and the shock caused by the weightlessness of his body, he would have started to curse.

The mysterious man, wearing a brown hooded cloak and a purple robe, looked a little weird.

Especially the shoulder position of the cloak, there were cloth shoulder armors, and black feathers on the edges of the shoulder armor, which looked inappropriate.

Is it a mysterious thing to wear a cloth robe and a cloak, and a shoulder armor, and so many crow hairs in it?

Zhang Haoran quickly realized that this guy had mysterious means and didn't need to pretend at all!

"Don't panic, this little friend, I am here to give you a great fortune!"

Hearing the mysterious man's pretentious words of the combination of Chinese and Western style, Zhang Haoran suddenly had the urge to strangle him to death.

"Are you still a prophet? Can you be more arrogant?"

Faced with Zhang Haoran's doubts, the mysterious man was not angry. He pulled down the hood of the cloak and let the other party see his face clearly.

After waiting for a long time, Zhang Haoran did not react at all.

Just a middle-aged Western man with tan hair, how can he react?

If a big foreign girl comes over, he may have a little reaction!

When he found that his true face was exposed, the other party could not recognize it. The mysterious man took out a staff and put it on the ground.

"What about this?"

"Isn't it just a magic...staff, uh, the legendary staff of the Guardian of Etiyes! You are Medivh!"

The head of the staff looks like a standing crow, and with the other party's weird outfit, there is only one truth, that is Medivh and his exclusive staff.

The guardian's exclusive staff that suddenly appeared, the deep meaning represented by it, instantly shocked Zhang Haoran.

But he quickly reacted.

"Let me go back! I don't want to go to Azeroth to die!"

Sent to death? Is it so exaggerated?

Thinking of the game that looked very similar to the world he was in, Medivh suddenly felt like he was absent from the dog.

Unfortunately, he has left that world, otherwise he would have to use arcane missiles to kill those dogs and planners!

The front of the game is a bit reliable, and the similarity is almost the same.

The world of Azeroth where he is located is indeed facing invasion of the undead and demons.

But it was completely nonsense behind it!

Sargeras hit the planet with one sword? Do you really think he is at the level of the true god of the astral world?

After Medivh repeatedly promised and popularized Titan's specific strength and the new profession he created for Zhang Haoran, the young man's face finally calmed down.

"As long as you practice well, you will sooner or later reach the realm of this prophet's magic god! The world's number one alchemist!"

Medivh's trick made Zhang Haoran, who had not much concern for Qidian Orphanage, instantly felt that he had reached the peak of his life.
To be continued...
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