A frightened Gul'dan and his men pounced.

Demon. But he had nothing in common with the demons he had seen before. Gul'dan remembered the terrible creatures he had faced before, but the other demons had become weaker than this one.

No! Gul'dan cried out inwardly, his mouth no longer sounding. This is not the ending he was expecting!

Gul'dan tried to use his magic, raising his hands and waving them - doing whatever movement he could. But this sight paralyzed him, as well as his soul. His mind went blank and he could only stare as the things approached him, their shadowy claws already touching his face.

The first touch woke him up from his paralysis, and Gul'dan realized he should run away, and he scrambled to try to escape from this nightmarish place.

However, Gul'dan soon despaired - Gul' and the other ogres were standing behind him, but at some point, Gul'dan found them coming to his side, and the ogre's screams of fear echoed through the tomb where Gul'dan was. The claw hurt like fire, and he lifted his hand to touch his face, only to find that a deep wound had appeared there.

"Gul'dan, what's that?" The head to the left of Gugar asked as it shudde—not just the voice, but the fangs chattering violently.

"Help, we're all going to die here!" The head to the right of Gugar screamed and even shed tears.

"Shut up, you idiot!" Gul'dan scolded along with the head on the left of Gugar.

Then, Gul'dan held his breath and listened to the movement behind him. There was nothing, and the demons formed by the shadows did not know where they went.

However, this silent darkness terrified Gul'dan even more, as he had never thought of darkness as something so hopeless.

"Light it up for me!" Gul'dan screamed. The wound on his face was still twitching, and Gul'dan pressed his hand there, trying to stop the bleeding. He suddenly began to feel a little dizzy and weak in his hands and feet.

With a soft "snort", Gurgar recast a fireball spell, and this time the spell succeeded, and the fireball once again illuminated the space near Gul'dan.

The reappearance of the light did not give Gul'dan half the joy, as he found himself and these ogre-magicians in a Jedi.

Gul'dan found himself not in his previous position, but appeared in a closed chamber with Gurgar and other ogre-magicians—a real chamber, and Gul'dan could not see anything except the fireball released by Guljar—not even the slightest light.

"We're going to die here......" Gul'dan looked around through the crimson light of the fireball—the chamber wasn't large, square, the walls were bare, and unlike the hall outside, there was no pattern at all. After walking around, groping around the wall and returning to square one, Gul'dan made this judgment.

"No, Gul'dan!" The head on Gugar's right seemed to have given up hope of survival, but the head on the left was still confident, "You said 'he' brought you here...... Our existence is nothing compared to dust and stars, and for whatever his purpose, he could not have brought us here just to kill us...... Now, you have to tell me, what did he say to you in the first place? Perhaps, we can find a clue to get out of here! ”

"He ......" Gul'dan hesitated, but nodded and said, "He...... That's what Sargeras said to me......"

Although Gugar had heard some of the conversations between him and the leader of the Burning Legion, Sargeras, Gugar had heard some of the conversations between him and the leader of the Burning Legion, but it was not until this time that Guldan revealed everything that Gugar realized that all this was far more complicated than he imagined.

Although Gurgar knew that Gul'dan had met Kil'Gardan, the leader of the demon army, which called themselves the Burning Legion, he did not know that Gur'dan had ever resented his former master, after the Orcs had captured the city of the Draenei and slaughtered their neighbors.

In Gul'dan's staccato and sometimes hesitant narration, Gurgar knew everything—yes, everything, why they were here, and why they—the orcs and ogres—came into the world.

When the combined forces of orcs and ogres captured the last temple of the Draenei, Kil'Gardan vanished—although, although the powerful being had helped the orcs a lot before that, the orcs needed his help even more after that.

The over-reliance on evil powers has ruined the land of Draenor, and even the orcs themselves have changed - their skin color has turned green, which is the color of evil powers.

The earth was destroyed, the rivers dried up, the fruits and crops no longer grew, and the orcs lost food, water, and space to live.

At this time, Gul'dan was extremely confused, and he went to find his former teacher, Naozu, but was taunted by the old shaman - "This is your decision, Gul'dan. You ruined the world, and now, both for yourself and for the sake of these orcs you don't care about, you need to find a new world. —said Naozu.

Gul'dan certainly didn't have the ability to find a new world - he begged Kil'jadan for a reply, but found nothing. Gul'dan didn't care if the orcs lived, but he knew that if he continued like this, even he himself would die—starved to death, starved to death, starved to death, and in short, he was just a mortal.

And just then, Gul'dan met "him", a name he had not been willing to mention not so long ago, but now—he was going to die anyway, and Gul'dan gave it to himself.

"Sargeras." Gul'dan exhaled heavily, and the secrets that had been pent up in his heart for so long were finally revealed, which was not his character - but, in the last moments of his life, the feeling of confession was very comfortable.

"It was Sargeras who found me, and in my dreams I kept seeing him—a being resembling an orc, his shadow hidden under a long cloak that also covered his face. He was skinny, thinner than even a female orc, and he was one such being. ”

"That's what Sargeras looks like?" The head on the right side of Gugar seemed to come to life, and he seemed to be more interested in all this nonsense, "I thought he was at least looking like those demons, you are talking about a human!" ”

"This is a human being—he is Medivan, the guardian of the human race. Sargeras controlled his body, but he couldn't leave it easily—they were one and inseparable—but Medivan was now dead, and Sargeras was nowhere to be found, and we came here to find the power he left behind, as well as an artifact, supposedly his eyes. But now......" Gul'dan smiled wryly—now it was all a pipe dream.

"Sargeras is a human? Hahahaha! The head on the right side of Gugar laughed like a madman.

"That's all there is to it?" The head to the left of Gugar asked with a frown - he couldn't find any clue from Gul'dan's account.

"That's all there is to it, the human possessed by Sargeras taught me how to build a giant portal, told me about humanity and information, told me about the structure of the world, but he didn't tell me...... Maybe that power doesn't exist at all, how could Sargeras possibly give that power to someone else? Maybe I was deceived by him and then ...... We're all going to die here. Gul'dan said pessimistically.

"You're wrong, Gul'dan. Sargeras never lied, and he didn't have to fool you. A pleasant voice came to Guldan's ears—a man's