Also in Shattrath City, at the Tianya Tavern in the slums, Khadgar poured a glass of wine with some depression. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The mage was old, gray-haired, with wrinkles on his outstretched fingers, and wrinkles on his face, but those eyes could tell the others that he was a young man, and he just didn't know what kind of bad luck had befallen him, which had caused him to be in this situation now.

However, judging from his slow demeanor, he has obviously adapted to the situation.

He was wearing a purple mage robe, which looked a little heavy and immobile, and he had a strange wooden staff in his hand, and an owl was carved on the top of the wooden staff, and on the owl's feet, there was also a special red cloth with intricate magic patterns.

It doesn't look special, but if you look closely, you can see the apparition of a black crow floating on top of the staff, flying back and forth on it.

This is no ordinary staff, this is the Staff of the Guardian, once attributed to a great mage, Medivan, an astral mage.

Khadgar was Medivan's apprentice, and at the end of his madness, he joined forces with Marshal Lothar and General Tulayan, as well as the Assassin Garona, to kill Medivan and kill his own mentor.

Khadgar felt that he had done nothing wrong, and when Medivan died, the relieved eyes also told him that he had done nothing wrong, but that scene was like a nightmare, rolling back and forth in Khadgar's memory, for more than ten years, but there was not much change, and he did something that he didn't know if it was wrong or right.

On top of that, he himself did not know whether he was a hero or an executioner.

It has been several years since Khadgar came to the Outlands, and in order to close the Dark Gate, General Tulayan took the High Elf Ranger General Aurelia Windranger, the Hammer Dwarven hero Kudran Brute Hammer, and the human hero Danas Torbion, under the guidance of Khadgar, rushed into Draenor, trying to close the Dark Gate from the other side, which was a heroic act, and to this day, the statues of these five heroes are still erected in the Valley of Heroes in Stormwind.

The world thought they were dead, but they weren't, and they still had their own heroic deeds in the Outlands.

General Tulayan and the Orc's first death knight, the mighty Talon Bloodfiend, fought in the Valley of the Shadowmoon and then both disappeared, General Aurelia searched for her husband and disappeared in the Twisted Void, and Danas built the Glory Fortress on the hellish Hellfire Peninsula, where he stayed there for many years to monitor the Dark Gate's movements.

Kudran went to the most dangerous of all, Shadowmoon Valley, the dwarf was so angry after the loss of his comrades that he vowed to avenge them, but after Illidan became the lord of the Outlands, Kudran had no choice but to retreat in the face of the increasingly powerful Illidare, and finally returned to Shattrath.

Now, the Hammer dwarf with a beautiful golden beard is sitting opposite Khadgar, drinking to kill his sorrows.

"I really want to die with those damn demon hunters sometimes!"

The dwarf was already drunk, and he waved the glass in his hand and shouted, "Those fools are so deceitful! What do they think of us? Courageless cowards? If you want me to say, we have to rush out and fight them, even if we die, it's better than being angry here!"

Khadgar was still very conscious, he looked at the angry dwarf, and then at the surrounding refugees, and hurriedly reassured,

"Alright, Kudran, drink more and talk less, Illidan has fenced this place for so long, there must be his plans, we can't act recklessly, especially when Danas's life and death are unknown... But you're right, this feeling, it's terrible. ”

The mage drank the ale in his hand, the dry taste darkening his eyes, and in recent days, in his meditation sleep, he would occasionally remember the landscapes of Azeroth, Dalaran, North County, and even Karazan.

None of the mage's dreams came randomly, they all had some kind of sign, so Khadgar was worried if there was something wrong with Azeroth, they were fighting and suffering in another broken world, and they were used to seeing this kind of half-dead world, and Khadgar definitely didn't want his hometown to suffer the same fate.

But just a few minutes later, the communication stone in Khadgar's arms jumped, and the mage slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, picked up the sound transmission stone, and connected it, and the hoarse voice of Lady Isana, the leader of Aldor, rang out in it.

"Khadgar, come to the Hall of Light, important business, with that impudent drunkard. ”

After receiving the call, the mage hurriedly pulled up Kudran, who had been drunk, and slapped his left hand, and a cloud of cold ice slag slapped on the dwarf's face, and in his neck, the kind of coldness made Kudran jump up directly from the ground, and he looked at Khadgar angrily,

"What's the matter, you bastard, you said don't wake me up this way!"

The mage ignored him, walked quickly to the door, and threw it casually, and the three gold coins landed on the bar of the Tianya Tavern.

"Lady Isana summons us, by the way, Kudran, you should at least restrain your affection, Lady Isana is old enough to be your great-grandmother, you need to respect her! ”

"It's enough to lose someone once, I know!"

Kudran hurriedly sorted out his clothes, although what he said was the truth, he obviously did not give up his intention to express his love, in fact, Isanna's age is also considered to be just an adult among the immortal Delanees, but just like Khadgar said, Isanna has already experienced too many things, mortal love, it is difficult to impress her.

Even though it was a really charismatic noble lady.

When the two of them came to the Hall of Light, they found that this usually solemn hall was now full of people, and they were not ordinary people.

Lady Isana stood at the forefront, followed by General Tirasaran, the commander of all the Draenei forces in Shattrath, and behind her, the Ogre representative Grok, the Raven leader Ryrak the Redeemer, the Elder of the Broken, the Elder of the Robed Men Suraku, the Star Astrologer Soris, and at least 5 Naru of different colors.

Seeing this scene, Khadgar knew that something had happened, and it was a real big thing.

Soon, the keen mage noticed the three outfits in front of the patron of Shattrath City, the Silver Naruadal.

An envoy of Sindore, who appears to be a paladin, and two demon hunters.

They stood there, opposite the representatives of the forces that concentrated the entire Shattras, seemingly isolated, but in fact, just 3 people went behind enemy lines, which was enough to prove their confidence, and the confidence of Illidan.

"Ultimatum?"

Khadgar shook his head to himself, most of the entire outer region was under Illidan rule, and if an ultimatum was to be issued, it would not have been issued until 43 days later, so there must have been a special reason for them to come.

In full view of everyone, Garcios did not panic, in fact, Adar's aura was still somewhat familiar to him, he walked up to Naru and handed the scroll in his hand to Isana, the most trusted high-ranking priest by Naru.

Ishana opened the scroll and looked at it for a moment, and her pupils dilated, but the clever priest knew what to do now, she squeezed the scroll in her hand, and said angrily to Garcios,

"Don't be delusional that this will break up our alliance! Go back and tell Illidan that Shattrath will not give in!"

But the gesture that Isana quietly placed on her left hand fell into the hands of Garcios, and the eyes of the Sindore Paladin narrowed, and then shouted even more arrogantly,

When the wrath of Lord Illidan falls from heaven with flames, you will know how foolish you are! Refuse this gift, hehe, I wait for the day when you will kneel and beg for mercy!"

With that, Garcios swaggered out of the Hall of Light, where the other leaders, such as the irascible Ogre, tried to teach him a lesson, but were stopped by Isana.

"Let them go!"

Aldo's leader almost gritted his teeth to utter the words, and everyone else could hear Isana's anger, which soon turned into a united hatred.

But that gesture, though hidden, couldn't hide from Khadgar's eyes, and the mage looked at Isana, at her left hand holding the scroll, and that trembling, was it because of anger? or... Agitated?

That's a question worth considering.

Khadgar's thoughts were interrupted by Adal's voice, which rang out in everyone's heart,

"Shattrath is under the attack of Illidan and it is very difficult to survive... My brother and I will buy you time to escape, and the next time they attack, go to the Hellfire Peninsula... The Dark Gate, the Draenei prophet Viren is ready to open the Dark Gate for the time being in the other world, go there!

"Azeroth!"

Kudran's voice resounded through the Hall of Light, and the dwarf couldn't help but exclaim when he heard the Dark Gate, and he took two steps forward and looked at the brilliant silver Naru, "Adar, we... Can we really go back to Azeroth?"

Ishana answered in place of Adar,

"Our prophet Viren, who is in Azeroth right now, has the help of the civilized world of Azeroth, we can go there! The Dark Gate will help us stop Illidan's pursuers, we will reshape the army in that world of hope, and... And then counterattack!"

"Well... It's really... It's just wonderful. ”

Kudran's tears welled up from those eyes, and the dwarven hero choked up as he wiped his tears, "I can't imagine the day in my life when I will ever see the Eagle's Nest again, it's great, but alas, it's a pity that Tulayan and Aurelia can't see it." ”

This sentiment quickly infected the rest of the hall, they had never heard of Azeroth, except for Grok, this ogre had experienced the orc war, although he had never been to Azeroth, but there were many ogres who followed the orcs into that world.

But while everyone was talking about the New World and the war, Khadgar's gaze was met with that of Isana, and the High Priest of Aldo looked at Khadgar solemnly, with only one meaning in his eyes, and the faint voice that sounded in Khadgar's ears,

"I know I can't hide it from you, but mage... Don't try to debunk it, this one thing carries a weight that you and your friends can't afford, believe me, it's a battle between two worlds, we... It's all just chess pieces. ”

Khadgar pursed his lips, he lowered his head, his lips moving slightly,

"You have to promise that this won't affect Azeroth, I need that assurance. ”

"Okay, I promise!"

So on this day, the whole Shattrath was mobilized, and the limited leaders knew of the desperate breakthrough of the Naru, and under their orders and guidance, almost all the refugees who could still move were ready to move long distances, and those who were old and infirm volunteered to take up arms and help the people guard the gates of escape.

It's something that hurts everyone's heart, but it can't be helped, it's a sacrifice that has to be made.

The Archdemon had never looked far from this world, and it might not have paid much attention to a place that had lost hope, but neither Illidan nor Naru would risk anything like that.

Yes, this is just a drama for the Great Demon, Illidan needs to turn the Outlands into his own training ground, there can be no civilians here, and it is not suitable for them to live, but he can't kill these useless guys completely, and his friends need these refugees who survived the brutal war to fill his power.

Illidan was happy to do his friend a "small favor", especially after he paid a price that made it difficult for Illidan to refuse, this absurd, expendable drama officially began.

On the night of the third day, the Demon Hunters, Naga and the Shatterers, launched an attack on Shattrath amid green cannon fire that nearly tore through the sky.