Stormwind, a majestic and magnificent city.

As the Empire of Arathas weakened, lords and nobles established new city-states on their own, and the descendants of Arathi were left behind in the crumbling walls of the ancient city of Rapids, and they decided to go south to the rocky mountains of Kazmodan.

Many long years passed, and they finally ended their journey and settled in a place called Azeroth in the north of the continent. They founded the Kingdom of Stormwind in a fertile valley, and soon it became a place of self-sufficiency.

According to the explorer's report, Karl solemnly stressed to Magni and Brian the threat to all of Azeroth that these green-skinned monsters, orcs, were a threat to all of Azeroth, and then said goodbye to the three Copperbeard brothers and rushed to Stormwind.

Cal flew directly through the Channel over Stormwind, a city of gold and silver that glittered in the afterglow of the setting sun. If you look closely, it turns out that the boulder is polished very smooth and bright, and the carvings are all kinds of beautiful patterns, making her shine like a city of gems in the sun.

Floating in the air and looking down at the storm fortress below, a fierce argument is taking place in the conference hall inside.

"There have been countless people who have tried to tell me that Medivan is crazy, and that if they each gave me a silver coin, I would definitely be richer than I am today." "He's got his own plans, boy. That's all. I can't count the number of times I've heard that he's going crazy again or doing some other weird thing, and then Lothar will be here nervously worrying about whether he's lost a hair...... But as a result, it turned out that he was right every time. It's just that we don't understand it at first. Didn't he get dragged here to hunt demons last time, but it didn't take him a few hours to do it? Do you think a demon-possessed person would actually cut off the heads of his men? "When it comes to dealing with the guardian of humanity, the Astral Mage, Ryan Ureon is very firm as the King of the Stormwind Kingdom.

"But maybe this is a ruse he used to clear his name?" Garona interjected, "He killed a demon in your city center, but no one saw it. If the demon was really summoned by him, couldn't he kill it to prove his innocence? ”

"It's only a hypothesis," muttered the king, "and it can't be." It's not that I don't distrust the two of you, and I don't want to deny the facts you say you've seen. Even those 'illusions' of the past. But the Madivon I know is an old fox, and you may think it's crazy, but I'm sure it's all part of some bigger plan of his. He always talked to us about big plans, fate, and so on. ”

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty," Khadgar said, "maybe the Astral Mage has some bigger plans, but the question is, do Stormwind and Azeroth really have a place in his plans?" ”

Karl didn't listen any further, it seemed that no matter how great a king was, he would always be more or less confused in his old age, and he could predict that Khadgar and Garona would not be able to convince the old king, who was blinded by stability.

'Born in sorrow, die in peace.' 'The Chinese ancestors have long understood this truth, but unfortunately this is Azeroth.

According to Warcraft sources, Lothar would lead a small group of warriors and Khadgar to raid Karazan, eventually killing Medivan and driving Sargeras's soul into the abyss.

Carl didn't plan to join in the fun, but after thinking about it, he decided to take a risk, no one can say the butterfly effect, no matter what, Medivan or Sargeras must die, otherwise the entire world of Azeroth will be really dangerous.

The White Lady, the greater of the two moons of Azeroth, rose first tonight, and now she hung in the night sky, illuminating the stars with her silvery moonlight. Beneath this soft moonlight, the peaks of the Red Ridge Mountains adorn them.

A dark shadow swept past the moon and flew towards a place in the center of the mountains. It is the most secluded place in the entire Red Ridge Mountains, a circular valley. It may be a memory of an ancient earth crash, or the traces of an explosion in the earth's crust. The erosion of time has made the edges of this crater jagged, and many new peaks have been born here. The geography of this place is something that the ancient tree species of Alwyn could not grow. Therefore, all that is covered with wild grass and vines is this barren mountain.

At the center of these hills, there is a bare pinnacle, as striking as the head of some Prince of the Kul Tiras Trade. In fact, the road leading to the peak is very steep, and the summit is very flat, and the whole peak is shaped like a human head.

At the top of this mountain's flat peak, rises an ancient tower, made of heavy white bricks and stucco mortar. Reaching into the sky, taller than all the surrounding mountains, this giant man-made object looks like a lighthouse in the moonlight. This tower stands out from everything, including the mountains here, and this is Karazhan.

Karazan stands like an ebony shadow in the middle of the crater, greedily soaking up the dying sun with nothing in return. There was not a single ray of light in the towers and the hollow windows. The flares in the tower, which did not require fuel, also seem to have been extinguished for a long time. Khadgar suspects that Medivan has fled.

Lothar jumped off his griffon, and Khadgar quickly landed, sliding off the winged beast's back. As soon as he touched the ground, the griffon immediately rose into the air and flew north with a shrill whistle.

The open-air corridor outside the observatory is empty, and the inside is also a deserted scene. The last remaining tools were all destroyed and scattered on the ground, and the golden astrolabe, crushed by Medivan, lay on the mantelpiece. It seems that if the tower has really been abandoned, it was clearly decided in a hurry.

Or maybe it's not abandoned at all.

It was only after Lothar, Garona, and Khadgar lit the torches and led the soldiers down the countless steps that Karl descended from the sky and quietly followed.

The reason why he didn't meet with Lothar and the others was because he was afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings, and he didn't want to make things happen because of his interference. The tower was filled with frenzied magical energy, and Carl's eyesight was greatly limited, so he could only follow Lothar and the others closely, he didn't like to wander around in this gloomy place.

With Khadgar as the leading party, the Lothar team searched the theater, the banquet hall, the conference room, the library, there was nothing, no sign of life, and everything was furnished.

At the bottom, Khadgar finally saw two familiar people, oh, should I say corpses. Madison's big butler Moros and chef Cook. The two corpses that appeared in quick succession seemed to make the troops even more noisy, and they walked out of the large arch at the main entrance to the outside of the tower. They couldn't find any trace of Medivan, only a few broken clues that showed him to be there.

After careful searching, Lothar finally allowed the warriors to pry open the door hidden in the wall, and with a loud rumbling mechanical noise, the gate opened outward, and behind the door, there was a bottomless staircase.

Khadgar eventually accidentally touched the trap, and countless monsters poured out of the open door, their eyes and fiery jaws, writhing the bodies of Shadow and Flame, and roaring towards the Lothar team.

Khadgar drew runes in the air and tried to close the gate, and the soldiers worked as a group, pulling the two iron rings on the door as they could. But neither the spell nor brute force worked.

Lothar stopped Khadgar, who was going to continue casting the spell: "You are wasting time and strength, this is a trap to delay us. Go down and find Medivan. ”

"But they ......," Khadgar had just spoken, when the demon closest to the door pounced on them.

Lothar took two steps back and raised her sword to face the monster in the air. At this moment, the runes engraved in the sword body suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light. Khadgar noticed a flash of fear in the demon's eyes.

Lothar's arc of sword paused at the monster's momentum, the blade sliced deep into the monster's body, the tip of the sword protruding from its back, and then continued forward like a tofu, cutting the front half of it in half. The blade slashed through its skull, completing the entire arc of the sword, giving the monster only a moment to scream. The demon's burning embers spewed shadows and flames as they fell beneath Lothar's feet.

"Let's go!" "We'll get them done, and we'll catch up." ”