“Lok'tar ogar！” The orcs let out loud cheers as they charged towards the human position like a tidal wave.

Behind the shield wall, fireball after fireball and other spells were fired at the orc army!

The mages of Stormwind, behind the infantry, began to attack the orcs.

Carlin noticed that not far from him, there was a mage in purple robes......

He seems to be a five-ring mage, and his strength should be above his own...... After all, it has only been less than a month since he broke through the Five Rings, and the other party is likely to be a mage who has broken through for more than ten years and has rich combat experience.

A fireball shot out of the mage's staff and shot at the orcs in the front row.

However, it didn't explode in the crowd of orcs as Carlin had imagined...... Its power was only to knock over a few orcs, and those orcs didn't seem to be seriously injured, at least they could move.

Orcs are so resistant to fire? Carlin was a little surprised.

Several orcs who fell to the ground suddenly flashed black inscriptions on their bodies...... Seems to be defensive magic?

No, not magic...... It's evil power!

Only then did Carlin see that behind the rows of charging orcs, there were many orc spellcasters...... Since these green orcs have long since lost their belief in shamanic teachings, and with the green fire burning around them, these spellcasters can only be warlocks who use evil powers!

The mages could not stop the charge of these orc warriors, and the shield wall built by the infantry was quickly dispersed by the orcs, and the bloody hand-to-hand combat began! Carlin saw a tall orc warrior slicing a young human warrior in half with an axe......

The mage beside Carlin continued to pour out his magic, killing and injuring the orcs......

Soon, however, he was targeted by an enemy, an orc warlock.

The two of them found each other, a mage and a warlock, and they confronted each other. A grim smile appeared on the orc's face; And the mage's expression was very solemn.

A huge flame throwing stone, condensed at the top of the mage's staff, was obviously the most powerful "Flame Explosion Technique" of the five rings of the Plastic Energy System...... At the same time, a string of green flames appeared at the top of the orc staff.

Two destructive balls of flame energy collided together...... The human mage took two steps back, and the orc warlock was directly knocked to the ground, a few traces of blood appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Looks like this mage has the upper hand?

However, the fallen warlock did not feel the slightest sense of loss, but solemnly raised his staff, and then a huge teleportation circle appeared in front of it.

In the eyes of the human mage, Carlin saw fear.

He seemed to want to run away...... But even if you run away, it's too late!

The orcs summoned a demon that looked like a dog...... This "big dog" has three heads, and at the same time has magma-like red eyes, and is huge!

Cerberus? Carlin directly conjured up the name of a demon that was the nemesis of arcane magic.

The "Cerberus" rushed at the mage, and the mage's magic kept unleashing, but it could not slow the other man's pace in the slightest; And the battle around him was scorching, and no one else could help him......

The mage used the flashing technique to escape a few distances, but was soon caught up by "Cerberus" and bit off his neck!

He fell to the ground, leaving nothing alive.

"Dead, dead so soon?" Carlin's eyes widened suddenly...... At the same time, there is a trace of fear in my heart!

The strength of the orcs, is it so terrifying?

This mage is slightly stronger than himself, and the end is so miserable, if it is himself...... Carlin knew that if he faced such a Cerberus, there was almost no chance of survival!

One human warrior after another, or spellcaster, fell to the ground!

The situation of the war began to pour in the direction of the orcs...... The human garrison seems to be in danger of rout at any moment!

"Lord Lothar......" A voice suddenly came from afar.

This voice, very familiar, very familiar......

Without hesitation, Carlin used his mental power to stimulate his brain with all his might...... Then I lost consciousness for a short time!

……

Back on the stairs of Karazhan, a trail of blood appeared on the corner of Kalin's mouth......

There is also a dull pain in the brain...... Forcibly stimulating oneself mentally is quite a painful process.

But fortunately, I reacted in time.

Moros looked at Carlin in front of him with some surprise...... He wasn't surprised that the other party had fallen into an illusion, and every outsider who came to Karazhan would easily fall into it, especially a mentally sensitive mage; He was surprised that the other party actually forcibly left the illusion by himself.

You know, in that illusion, for anyone, it is an extremely tempting scene to greet him!

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Carlin asked in a low voice, "Mr. Moros, can you give me an eye patch?" ”

"Blindfold?" Moros was stunned for a moment, then his face returned to calm.

He placed a pitch-black blindfold in Carlin's hand and seemed to say to himself, "This is a lot better than Cook's crystal glasses......

I put on the blindfold and nothing happened after that!

Under the blindfold, the vision was a little blurry, but the road was barely clear.

Following Morros's pace, Carlin stepped onto the last flight of stairs.

Carlin knew that he was close to the spire of Karazhan.

The final staircase ends in an open-air corridor with a fence behind it, and behind the fence is a large observatory.

The walls and ceiling of the observatory are spotlessly clean.

The dim sky was above them, and the starlight was sprinkled all over Karazhan.

Carlin saw Medivan, who was right in the middle of the observatory...... He was a middle-aged man with a gray-black ponytail draped over the back of his head; In his youth, though, it could have been pure black.

Medivan wore a coarse cloth mage's robe with rudimentary ornamentation, and a gray cloak draped over her broad shoulders...... He didn't look like the most powerful mage in Azeroth, but like an ordinary scruffy old man.

Carlin was about to walk over, but Moros reached out to stop him.

I saw Moros walking up to Medivan alone and whispering a few words.

Medivan's gaze shifted from the astronomical map on the table to Carlin at the entrance......

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Welcome to Karazan, our young Mr. Spy!" ”