Gul'dan watched with satisfaction what was happening in front of him.

It's a pleasure to play with the whole tribe in the palm of your hand.

The Black Hand is nothing more than a puppet, and the true rulers of the tribe are his Gul'dan and his Shadow Council!

Three orcs, Orgrimmar, Itreig, and Valo-Sarufar, all from the Blackstone Clan and the three lieutenants of the Great Chieftain Black Hand, walked over.

Both Itreig and Sarufar deliberately looked away...... Although they need to rely on warlocks in battle, they look down on warlocks like Gul'dan in their hearts.

"Hmph......" Gul'dan felt only angry, and if it weren't for the needs of war, he swore to give the two orcs a taste of pain.

Only the orc named "Orgrimmar" humbly bowed his head and greeted, "Lord Guldan! ”

This orc is not bad...... Gul'dan said inwardly.

Suddenly, Guldan's face changed...... There seems to be a voice calling out to him!

He ignored Orgrimmar's greeting and ran straight into the wilderness outside Shattrath......

A black-hooded figure appeared in front of Guldan...... His figure was very thin, not an orc, and at the same time, Gul'dan could feel the power emanating from the other party, which made him fearful!

"How is that possible!" Gul'dan roared.

How could there be such a powerful creature on the planet Draenor.

He pulled out his staff and attacked the other party without hesitation, the power of the evil energy pouring out with all his might......

And the other party seemed to be still calm, but took out a staff like a wooden stick...... The invincible power of evil power was completely useless this time, and at the same time, a powerful impact hit Gul'dan, causing him to fall to the ground and the staff to escape!

The other party walked over slowly.

Gul'dan felt fear, fear he hadn't felt in a long time!

"If this world is about to be destroyed, then you can build a portal in the easternmost part of the Hellfire Peninsula to get out of it!" The other party only left this sentence, and then turned into a crow and disappeared from Guldan's face.

……

The passage between the mysterious and dark twilight forest and the humid swamp of sorrow is the eerie and bleak upwind trail! It used to be full of strange trees and rocks; It used to be a deserted place......

But now, Medivan, an interstellar mage from Stormwind, has made his home here, and has built a mage tower called "Karazan".

It also brings a touch of life here.

The black crow, flying over the upwind trail, reached the sky above Karazan, and then transformed into a human form!

The interstellar mage Medivan has returned to his home.

"Ahhh......h

On the very top floor of Karazhan, in his study, Medivin covered his head and let out a scream......

There was a gentle knock on the door, and without waiting for Medivan's response, a cricket figure walked in.

He had a hot towel and a glass of ale in his hand.

It seems that it has been prepared for a long time.

Medivan took the hot towel and put it on his head, while greedily swallowing a large gulp of ale.

It is hard for anyone to imagine that the legendary interstellar mage and guardian of the kingdom of Azeroth is such a person.

The expression on Medivan's face changed greatly in an instant, as if he had changed people.

"Hello, Moros!"

"Does the master need another glass of ale?" Moros's old voice asked softly.

"No need!" Medivan shook his head, "Did anything happen to the castle at the time I left?" ”

"Yes......" Moros said slowly, "the mage apprentice from Stormwind City left here, and he seemed to be frightened...... He was convinced that the castle was haunted; And the legendary great interstellar mage Medivan, is a neurotic drunk. ”

"That's a fitting assessment for me!" Medivan didn't get angry, but smiled and nodded: "But now the problem is, those dirty bookshelves in my private library, no one will help me clean them this time!" ”

"I can write another letter to your friend Ser Lothar......" Moros said humbly, "he must be happy to go to the Mage Tower in Stormwind again and hire an apprentice!" ”

"Forget it, I've had enough of those stupid apprentices in Stormwind City, let's go to Dalaran and hire one this time!" Medivan shook his head and continued, "Haven't those mages of Kenrito always wanted to know my secrets, give them a chance this time, as long as they get me an apprentice who can clean the bookshelves......"

"Yes, master......"

"Okay, I feel like my head is starting to hurt again!" Medivan waved his hand and covered his head with a hot towel again.

"Need another glass of ale?"

"I've said it before, don't ......," Medivan suddenly changed face and yelled at Moros.

His face seemed to be slightly distorted by anger.

"Okay, master......" Moros's expression did not change at all, as if he had become accustomed to the sudden change in Madison's mood.

……

Dalaran, an old figure appeared on the docks, and his whole body seemed to exude a holy smell.

In the same way, an old man hidden in the crowd greeted him:

"Fao crowned ......" Archmage Antonidas said very respectfully.

"You don't have to call it that, Lord Antonidas......" Archbishop Alonsos Fao of Stormwind shook his head with a smile.

"After all, there is a ...... for people," Antonidas also smiled, "Can you accompany me to Violet Prison?" ”

"Absolutely!"

When Archmage Antonidas cautiously opened the door of Violet Prison, he said, "There may be a dark side to Dalaran hidden here, please don't mind it......"

"Of course not!" Fao shook his head: "Light and shadow are born together, and the holy light is like this, not to mention others!" ”

Antonidas took Fao to the lowest level of the prison...... The place where Lord Ereda "Baladul" is being held.

Looking at the huge monster covered in front of him, Fao couldn't help frowning: "It looks very powerful...... Is it a demon? ”

"Yes!" Antonidas nodded.

"I always thought that demons were just legends!" Fao asked, "Your Excellency Antonidas, is there anything you need my help with?" ”

"In the mind of this demon, there is a very important secret, perhaps about the safety of this world." Archmage Antonidas said in a deep voice, "But with the power of Dalaran, it is not enough to break its will to know this secret. So I think a strong pastor like you might be able to ......"

"Is that so?" Alonsos Fao nodded.

"I'll do my best......"