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"Twisted Void", this strange plane born from the chaotic void since the beginning of the creation of the World of Warcraft universe.

In terms of plane, the "Distorted Void" is very huge, almost comparable to the material space of the entire universe, it is like a huge and eternal black curtain, existing on the parallel axis of the material universe of the entire universe.

Just like the famous saying of the Heavenly Dynasty plane where I was in my previous life, "existence is reasonable", if you look at it from the perspective of a third party, such as the main god big ball of light located on the outside of the entire World of Warcraft universe, the existence of the "Distorted Void" undoubtedly has a great role and necessity for the World of Warcraft universe.

Before the Messiah guy occupied the world will of this universe in the name of the "One True God", this Beast Universe Plane that did not have a complete management system, or even a complete plane will or the existence of the Heavenly Dao, and countless Void Chaos Turbulence airflows that poured into the world fetal membrane between the Warcraft Universe and the Void Chaos Sea, which were extremely dangerous and terrifying for the entire universe material world, were blocked and intercepted by the "Distorted Void".

Then, in the endless long years, this plane that should have been an excellent cosmic-level defense system for the Warcraft universe, but because there was no one to channel and deal with the countless void chaotic airflows that had slipped through the net, the "residue" matter that was digested by the universe's natural growth and digestion was finally at a certain critical point countless years ago, except for a powerful evil creature called "Void King".

And this is the origin of all the tragic stories in this vast and vibrant universe before the Messiah became the "one true God······

——From "World Diary: World of Warcraft Chapter"

by Edward Merlin

The endless dark sky serves as a backdrop, and on top of it are lumps of distorted magical light like Picasso's oil paintings on the earth plane.

These colorful and eerie lights shone on the flat land below, which was not too big, suspended in the entire pitch-black void, densely filled with tall bookshelves one after another.

Here, in this small half-plane fixed in the twisted void, a pair of long-lost friends are embracing each other enthusiastically.

"Long time no see, my brother."

With his long jet-black hair all shrouded in a gray robe hood, the demigod mage Medivan, known as the most powerful spellcaster on the planet Azeroth, patted Lothar on the back and let go of the hug.

"It's fine if you're okay."

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about his friends, Lothar quickly shifted the topic to the anomalies that happened during the upwind trail.

"Medivan, tell me, what's going on out there?"

The staff of legend with the Aetiyesh Guardian took a few steps back, leaving plenty of space, and the voice of the demigod mage under the gray hood carried undisguised anger.

"As you see, my brother."

Flat stretched out the Chicken Leg Staff (another name for the Legendary Staff of the Etiesh Guardians), a small but extremely clear virtual dynamic projection that appeared on the tip of the staff, panning between the demigod mage and Lothar.

"At the last grand aristocratic banquet, a group of green-skinned monsters, led by a powerful warlock, attacked Karazhan."

In the picture on the virtual projection, a series of powerful dark green evil spells, under the control of an old orc with a hunched back and a hideous face, collided fiercely with the magic released by Medivan in the gorgeous banquet square.

It can be seen that although it was attacked suddenly, Medivan's powerful strength and superb spell-casting skills allowed the Guardian to still have the upper hand in this spell battle!

Powerful elemental magic, in the hands of Medivan, who is backed by the Karazhan Tower, which continues to obtain sufficient support, unleashes a variety of earth-shattering high-level spells.

Brilliant elemental magic and dark green aura tore through the vast expanse of clouds around Karazan.

After the initial defense, the dark green evil orc could barely lift his head.

If it weren't for the sudden attack from the edge of the projection, nearly 20 chieftain-level orc warriors with various tribal battle flags tied behind their backs, and the magic resistance was overwhelming, perhaps our guardian lord could have killed the sneak attack orc warlock without injury.

"These evil creatures, powerful and deadly, almost all of them possess heroic powers, and they have ······· after passing by"

In the virtual projection, the orc warriors who came by surprise were still unable to hurt Medivan who was protected by the protective spells derived from the Karazan Tower, but they immediately turned their knives and slaughtered a large number of human nobles in the banquet square and the extraordinary powerhouses they brought in a very short time.

"I'm sorry, Lothar."

"I failed to protect the lives of those nobles of the kingdom."

The projection on the cane turned off with Medivan's ashamed words.

"Under the attack of the orc warlock, I didn't care about those nobles, and even in the end, although I repelled the evil warlock and those orcs, I was still slightly injured."

"Before you came, I had just recovered from my injuries, suppressed the spell energy riot outside the Karazhan Tower, and repaired the environment in which the space teleportation technique was used."

The Guardian under the hood of the gray robe walked up to Lothar and looked at his friend with sincere eyes.

"If you don't happen to arrive, then maybe in an hour, I'll be in the palace of Stormwind and tell Your Majesty Ryan what's going on here."

At this time, Khadgar, who had not yet discovered the abnormality of his mentor, also spoke on the side to corroborate.

"Mentor is right, Lord Lothar, I remember the last time I returned from Dalaran."

The young and innocent little mage looked happy at the moment.

"In the spiritual perception, the sky above Karazhan is almost full of powerful and terrifying spell turbulence."

Medivan's words were reasonable, and the deep friendship coupled with the corroborating words of his pig teammate Khadgar quickly made Lothar let go of the doubts at the bottom of his heart.

"No apologies, Medivan, I know you've done your best!"

Walking forward, Lothar patted Medivan on the shoulder comfortingly.

"Archmage, let's return to Stormwind as soon as possible and tell Ryan about here."

"The loss of the Headwind Trail and the Twilight Dawn Forest has made our Majesty restless for weeks."

A thick magical glow surged over Medivan's shoulders, and a magical cloak woven from the wings of a crow appeared behind Medivan.

A stream of light-blue spatial energy like lightning surged out from behind Medivan, accompanied by huge and powerful spell fluctuations.

"I'm ready, Lothar."

"Shouldn't you tell me who that young man behind you is, though?"

"Oh, I'm sorry!"

Only then did he react, and the commander who had not yet introduced Karen to his good friend, turned around awkwardly and introduced the paladin behind him to his friend.

"This is my son, Karen."

He can be regarded as an old man, with a hint of showing off at the moment.

Speaking of which, between the three of them, Ryan has a son and a daughter, and now he has Karen, so only the old bachelor Medivan has no blood descendants.

"Dear Guardian, it's an honor to meet you."

Karen, who grew up in the Elwyn Forest region, grew up in the prestige of the Guardian Medivan before joining the Holy Light Cross Cult. He stepped out from behind Lothar and bowed respectfully to the demigod mage.

At this moment, including Lothar, who was right in front of him and introduced to Medivan. No one noticed that in the eyes of the holy warriors who bowed down, there was not the slightest look of respect for their elders and supreme powers, and in those eyes that were tumbling with holy power, there was only a thick vigilance.

Because Cullen found that in the image projected by Medivan just now, the evil power used by the evil orc warlock was exactly the same as the evil power in the body of the old servant of Fawkes they had just encountered on the first floor of the Karazan Tower······