Huge and magnificent Eastern Kingdoms under the painted map of the continent, huge and ornate palace in the palace of the king.

A row of holy marble pillars stood majestically in the main hall, and guards in bright armor and spears stood majestically on either side of the stone pillars.

The master of the Stormwind Kingdom, the dark-brown-haired Ryan Ureon, is now in the deepest part of the hall, sitting high on the throne, angrily questioning his ministers.

"I originally gave you three days, but now, it's been a week!"

The uneasiness in his heart grew stronger, and King Lane couldn't help but stand up, his voice echoing throughout the palace hall.

"You still tell me that you don't know anything!"

How long has it been since the Thorn Valley Trolls invaded Cuba Rush War more than a decade ago?

An entire legion, 5,000 heavily armed soldiers and 10 high-ranking officers of the official rank of warrior professionals, as well as 12 human towns and nearly 50 people of the kingdom in hundreds of villages in the border area of the Windwind Trail, suddenly disappeared 7 days ago, causing the entire powerhouses in Stormwind to wake up from their peaceful sleep under the roar of King Lane.

"Your Majesty, please quench your thunderous fury."

A middle-aged nobleman with a thin figure stepped forward and saluted King Lane.

"We've urgently dispatched no less than 20 scout squads with Rogue professionals."

"The most elite of them even has a master thief Charles, who is close to the hero rank and the pinnacle of official professionals."

He looked at his monarch solemnly, and reported the terrible and bad situation in the halls of the palace.

"But unfortunately, they still haven't heard anything."

The middle-aged nobleman paused deliberately and gave everyone in the hall a time to digest.

The master thief who was close to the hero rank was silent, and he was destroyed without any news coming back!

This news shocked the hearts of countless silent aristocratic ministers in the entire hall.

You must know that as the high-level leaders of the kingdom with extraordinary powers, they are well aware of the information of almost all the transcendents in this kingdom in terms of stealth and assassination.

As one of the few strong thieves in this country, Charles, a hidden man with the name of a master thief, is known to be able to approach any hero-level powerhouse within 20 meters of him when he uses shadow power to hide, and this ability is undoubtedly outstanding in the entire country.

"Your Majesty, I feel that this is beyond the limits of our capabilities."

The emaciated middle-aged nobleman saluted again and said in a deep voice.

The name of the master of thieves Charles, even His Majesty Ryan on the throne, has heard of it, after all, this kind of transcendent who can use the power of shadows to play lurking and spying is always the focus of attention of a superior person like Ryan.

The survivability possessed by such a powerful, stealthy thief is still silently damaged on the southern border, and this incredible information undoubtedly makes His Majesty Lane's face worse and worse.

He understood that this time the incident might not really be that his subordinates did not work hard, but that there was really something important hidden there.

But what he didn't understand was that on the border of the Windward Trail, there was the most powerful mage in the human world, and his good friend Medivan guarded by him, what evil force could ignore a powerful mage at the demigod level?

"Crunch!"

At this moment, the gate of the palace was suddenly opened by the guards, and a tall and heroic man who took off his helmet led a young mage shrouded in gray mage robes and curiously looking at the decoration of the main hall, and strode in.

"My Majesty, he is right!"

Only Lothar could not help but inform him, and he walked into this central palace of the kingdom with a strange mage.

"We're in real big trouble!"

The arrival of his wife's elder brother and one of his most trusted friends, Lothar, undoubtedly relieved the depressed mood of King Lane, who had a gloomy face, and he stood up and greeted his friend.

The noble ministers under the throne were undoubtedly relieved when they heard Lothar's words, because his words had proved from the side that it was not that they nobles did not work hard, but that the development of things was indeed beyond the controllable range.

"My brother, you've finally returned from the dwarves."

The king and Lothar hugged and got straight to the point.

"Big trouble? Say, what bad news for me. ”

"Let this lad tell you."

With a handful of fine blue handcuffs at her waist, Lothar pushed the somewhat nervous young man behind her in front of everyone in the hall.

"This is one of the mages I met on my way back."

"This young man, he claims to be from the Council of Tirisfar."

"I've confirmed that his mana fluctuations are indeed different from Dalaran's ordinary magicians."

The Council of Tiriss is a third-party spellcaster watchdog composed of High Elves and a group of human mages in the long history of Azeroth, who have cultivated guardians to oversee the evil magical forces of the entire Eastern Kingdom.

The royal family of the Stormwind Kingdom of Wryon and the most powerful kingdom human nobles in the Great Hall have been covert supporters of this mysterious mage organization for years past. Therefore, as soon as the name of "Council of Tirisfa" came out, for a while, almost everyone's eyes in the entire hall turned to this gray-robed young man.

"Yes, that's right, Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

It can be seen that the young man under the gray robe is the first time he has seen the royal family of the Storm Kingdom that has maintained a long reign of 1,200 years in the southernmost part of the Eastern Kingdom, except for Dalaran, the high-level of the human world.

In the eyes of the hundreds of high-ranking Storm Kingdom leaders in the main hall, he was a little nervous.

"I'm Khadgar, the Guardian Apprentice of this generation appointed by the Council of Tirisfa, and I've spent a lot of time studying with Dalaran and Master Medivan······"

However, it was his self-confidence as a transcendent spellcaster that made him quickly calm down.

"Since you're an apprentice to Guardian Medivan, how did you end up here?"

Ryan interrupted Khadgar's words and asked, while looking at Lothar on the side, the two of them, as good friends of Medivan, how could they not know when Medivan accepted an apprentice.

Lothar shook his head solemnly, when he met this young man, he only knew that Khadgar was from the "Tirisfa Council", but he also didn't expect Khadgar to have such an identity.

But soon, Khadgar proved his words, he rolled up the sleeve of his right arm, certified by the high-level of Dalaran, it is impossible to replicate in the human world, the guardian inheritance magic mark released by all the members of the Council of the Six Kenrito, so that all the nobles in the entire hall who have become official professionals can clearly perceive that unique spiritual fluctuations.

"When I returned from Dalaran last month, I noticed a dark green evil force around the upwind trail."

"Also, the defensive magic around Karazan sees me as an enemy, and I find that I have no contact with Mentor Medivan at all."

"I need your help, Your Majesty."

"To be precise, it's the one in your hand that can automatically avoid all of Karazan's defensive magic arrays, and the help of the ring that the mentor personally gave you."

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"The last struggle?"

The Messiah, dressed in the white robe of the cross, stood at the top of the elegant and ornate medium-sized church, which had expanded no less than ten times the size of the small church ten years ago, looking out over the town of Eder, no, the arcane energy that now permeated the entire Twilight Forest like an ocean to the east of the western part of the kingdom called Eder City.

"To be called a demigod, this is really a terrifying force."

In the eyes of the Messiah, the Twilight Forest of Dawn, which covers an area of up to 120 square kilometers, was polluted by the power of evil energy after the death of Medivan in the future, and a huge dark blue arcane and another dark green power, like two entangled giant snakes, devoured each other in the unforeseeable high sky.

The Messiah, who has been in this world for 30 years, has secretly compared the transcendent beings of this world with the power of the Fighting Knight of the spellcaster on the earth of the Marvel world.

The official rank of the world of Azeroth corresponds to the bronze level, the hero rank corresponds to the silver level, and above the hero rank, there is also a rank called the epic hero rank, which is quite Marvel gold level, and the power of the second order lower level in the main god evaluation. Above it, it is the demigod level, which is equivalent to the second-order middle position in the main god space, and the second-order upper position that can be stepped into in the previous step, becoming a powerhouse comparable to the true god level of the weak divine power level in the universe of the gods.

Such a huge force may not be put in the eyes of the peak of the second-order upper position, compared to the peak true god of the powerful divine power of the universe of the gods, who single-handedly destroyed the small planet Messiah.

But now, the Messiah sensed the Yahweh Holy Power in his body, which was only equivalent to the peak of the hero rank, and shook his head with a wry smile.

In the sky invisible to mortals, the azure arcane power giant serpent, after struggling for a long time, was finally devoured by the dark green evil power serpent.

This undoubtedly represents the complete depravity of the most powerful spellcaster in the entire human world, the guardian Medivan.

Immediately afterward, as the Messiah expected.

"Boom!"

This is the loud sound of the destruction of the planetary space barrier arranged by the Titans in the ancient period of Azeroth.

A huge amount of evil power permeated the world, and the Messiah seemed to see the earth-shattering war drums of the tribal orcs.

"Holy See, we are ready!"

A sudden cry brought our Messiah back to his senses.

Dressed in a red cross priest's robe, he steadily entered the heroic ranks, and Paul, one of his first three disciples, appeared behind the Messiah and bowed to his chest.

"Very well, let's get ready to leave then!"

The Messiah took one last look at the interior of Edel City, a new human gathering place six years ago, where the vast majority of the people had walked out of the gates of the town with their families and few possessions, led by a Crucidian priest.

If you look at the ground from the sky above the entire Storm Kingdom, you can clearly see that the entire kingdom is close to the west, at the junction of the Elwyn Forest and the Twilight Forest of Dawn, the 17 human settlements spread by the Yahweh Cross Cult, nearly 300,000 human beings, like ant colonies, converge on the road, under the leadership of dozens of noble lords who depend on God and thousands of Crucidian Glory Priests and Judgment Paladins, stretching towards the inaccessible western wilderness······