"Now you can calmly listen to Her Majesty Queen Sylvanas," said Nanxing, "and with my strength, if I really want to assassinate you, then I can just flick my fingers." But I'm not going to do that, so please believe that this is really working for the future of Azeroth. Together, we have a chance to save the world. ”

The little king looked at the ice under his feet, the blue ice was as hard as steel. He didn't know what the blue fat demon in front of him wanted to do, but he knew very well that the blue fat man had absolutely no nonsense. The people in this tent can't be beaten when they are tied together.

"We should listen," he advises others to lay down their arms, "and what is needed here is not fighting, but calm." ”

The Red Dragon Queen had a high level of trust in the little king and was the first to restore her human form.

Sarufar put down the axe.

A bunch of royal guards rushed in also consciously retreated and maintained order around them.

The next moment, Sylvanas shocked everyone as soon as he spoke: "An incomparably dark future awaits us. The shadow world known as the Shadow Realm has appeared, and as it connects to the world of Azeroth, countless demons from the shadows will descend here. The Lich King's army of the undead, the Burning Legion, and the Orc invasion are nothing compared to the Shadow Realm Demons. At that time, Azeroth will be a world of utter nothingness. Even the Forsaken will die again. All living beings will face the end of the world. ”

"And this kind of thing? Who did this to you? The little king asked in surprise.

Sylvanas shook his head, "I can't answer that question. I can't mention His name in any way, or He will notice us. In that case, the operation would have failed before it even began. ”

King Sarufar looked suspicious. He frowned, and a tangled word "Wang" piled up between his eyebrows: "Who is the culprit?" He asked, "If you call him 'He,' do you mean that it is a god?" ”

Sylvana replied calmly: "He has the power of a god, and he is so mysterious that ordinary people can go crazy just by seeing him." ”

Everyone was amazed: it was a god that had to be confronted!

The world of Azeroth is a place with a high ceiling, and the power of the natives is no less than that of the gods. But even so, it is still very dangerous to confront a god head-on.

Those who can be called gods are powerful and inexplicable beings. Over the long years, they have possessed tremendous knowledge, tremendous power, and ideas that are completely incompatible with human beings. The destruction of the world is an unjustifiable act in the eyes of mankind. But in God's eyes, it may be like a spoiled meal that should be poured out.

The firefighter boldly proposed: "If you can't mention the name, can you add some other details?" ”

Sylvanas nodded, "It is an old god who wants to destroy the world. During the primitive Azeroth period, it was imprisoned in an underground cage by the Titans. But it has not ceased to be active, but has been quietly influencing the course of Azeroth's history behind the scenes. ”

"It seduced Azhara and single-handedly led to the fall of the upper elves."

Malfurion Fury, who had hurried in, widened his eyes in surprise.

"It corrupted the Black Dragon Legion and bewitched Nessario into Deathwing."

The Red Dragon Queen's eyes were red with rage.

"Together with the other ancient gods, it corrupted the Emerald Dream into an Emerald Nightmare."

Tyrande, who had followed Malfurion, felt a heartache.

Queen Xi said, "Most of the creatures of Azeroth have never heard of Him, let alone seen Him. The old god has been imprisoned in the darkest depths of the Azeroth Sea for tens of thousands of years. As the last remaining Elder God, it is the last force that is corrupting Azeroth. Dormant in a cage, carefully plotted to set himself free. That's all I can tell you. ”

The Last of the Old Gods!

What conspiracy is persisting in corrupting Azeroth for tens of thousands of years?

Tyrande expressed skepticism: "What evidence do you have?" Have you been in contact with the Elder Gods? How can we trust you? After all, you are the culprit who burned Tedasir. Could it be that the Elder Gods coerced you into doing it? ”

Queen Xi glanced at Tyrande: "Your beloved Tydarsir? Sorry, it's been secretly corrupted by the Elder Gods. You'd always think that the fall of the bear monsters near Dolanar was just a coincidence, and that the Corrupt Swampmon of Lake Oramis wasn't a big deal. In fact, the decay of the World Tree has reached the core, and it is only forcibly maintaining its semblance. Even this bit of superficial brilliance is about to be untenable. Do you think you'll be able to stop the corruption of Teldashir by sending out a few missions and letting those rookies kill a few swamp beasts and bear monsters? ”

Tyrande was silent, probably unable to refute Sylvanas's claims.

Or the little king is more sensible. "The past is gone," he said, "and what are we going to do next?" The forces of the Horde and the Alliance should join forces and work together to stop the Elder Gods' plots instead of killing each other. ”

Sylvanas said, "My original plan was to gather enough death power in the war and defeat the Lich King. That helmet made by the orcs hides a secret. It's actually a gateway to the Shadow Realm. Destroying it would eliminate the possibility of the Shadow Realm being connected to Azeroth's current world. The conspiracy of the Old Gods was defeated. ”

"It's not going to work!" The little king immediately refused, "We can't let so many people die!" They're all living beings. ”

"You should have a record, right?" Nanxing asked.

"There's one."

"What is it?" The crowd immediately asked.

Sylvanas looked around and said, "You have come out with the eyes and ears of many old gods, and my plan cannot be said here. ”

A day later, the Horde and the Union organized a top-secret meeting. Elite troops formed a multi-layered defensive ring on the plains outside of Orgrimmar, tightly isolating the inside and outside. Sylvanas was at the very center, and the only people she could talk to were a handful of carefully selected people, all of whom were the highest leaders of the Horde and the Alliance.

"My backup plan is to go here."

A large map was spread out on the table, and Sylvanas pointed to one of the points.

"The Tower of Medivan?"

Medivan, son of Elam, the greatest mage of mankind. He made his home on the upwind trail and built a tower called Karazhan. His soul was eroded by the world-destroying Titan Sargeras, who opened the Dark Gate and sent orcs and demons into the world of Azeroth.

His childhood friend, Anduin Lothar, noticed that Medivan was aware, and with the help of Medivan's apprentice, Khadgar, he led a raid on Karazhan and killed the close friend. From that day on, a terrible curse descended on Karazhan. Countless people have ventured across the upwind trail to investigate its secrets. They entered the tower in the darkness and never returned.

In the legends of adventurers, many noble ghosts still haunt Karazhan. There are creepy research labs filled with demons and crazy spellcasters.

"Why are we going to that kind of hell place?"

"There's a space-time rift there."

Temporal rift!

Even if Alexstrasza wasn't a bronze dragon, she knew exactly what the space-time rift meant. That means there's something wrong with the Bronze Dragon's management. Time has escaped. If you can travel exactly to a suitable point in time, history can even be rewritten.

"It doesn't make sense," she questioned, "the Bronze Dragon once assured me that all the rifts in time and space have been bridged and all timelines have been corrected, except for the Cave of Time. ”

Sylvanas had a mocking smile on his face: "What you don't know doesn't mean it doesn't exist. ”

Alex Strasza was furious: "Want to taste the flames of the primeval red dragon?" You thousand-year-old corpse? ”

Nan Xiao hurriedly hugged her: "Calm down, calm down......"

The Red Dragon Queen struggled to pull herself out: "Let go of your groping hands!" You damn demon, where are you touching? Get me back into the Twisted Void! She turned to the dazed-looking firefighter and shouted, "Anastasia, take care of your demons! ”

In any case, after such a fuss, the Red Dragon Queen completely forgot about arguing with Sylvanas, which is gratifying.

King Sarufar has always been calm. "What about going to the Tower of Karazhan then?" He sharpened his axe as he said, "We want to hear your full plan." ”

"Enter the rift, kill the culprit who created the rift, and turn the future around," Sylvanas said, "According to the law of cause and effect, if we can successfully obtain the treasure from the culprit that created the rift, then the future will change." The rift itself will disappear, and that tragic future will cease to exist. ”

King Sarufar sharpened his axe one last time, wiped the oil off it with a piece of soft skin, and gently tried the blade. His sharpening skills were so high that the blade of the axe was so sharp that it was hard for flesh to approach. Just looking at it, I felt a slight tingling pain between my eyebrows.

"Count me in," he said slowly, holding out his hand, "an old fellow like me has slain all kinds of enemies in my life, but I have never slain a god. I really want to see if God will bleed in the presence of my axe. ”

The little king stretched out his hand and grabbed the giant palm of the old orc overseer: "As the king of the Human Alliance, it is naturally my duty to save Azeroth's future in a war. ”

The Red Dragon Queen shook her head and reached out to join, "I hate that dark future you described. As the guardian of Azeroth, I must destroy it. ”

According to Nanxing's previous instructions, the Fire Girl also stretched out her hand: "I, Anastasia, the ancient high elves, also cannot forgive this kind of world-destroying behavior. ”

Malphalion and Tyrande looked at each other. Malfarion tried to reach out, but was blocked by Tyrande. "Someone has to stay behind to restrain the Coalition army," she said, "and I can't trust Sylvanas." I think it could be another conspiracy on her part. ”

Sylvanas looked at Tyrande mockingly, "Reluctant to let Lord Fury go?" Well, understandable. Compared to air-dried bananas and goblin lava diggers, after all, the Great Druid is more comfortable to use. Rest assured, I didn't have the two of you in my plan. Maybe if you go, things might get worse. ”

Tyrande was furious: "You dare to insult me! The dignity of the Night Elves cannot be trampled on! ”

Nan Xiao hurriedly hugged her: "Calm down, calm down......"

Tyrande struggled to pull himself out: "Let go of your groping hands!" You damn demon, where are you touching? Roll me back into the Twisted Void! She turned to the dazed-looking firefighter and shouted, "Anastasia, take care of your demons! ”

In any case, after such a fuss, Tyrande completely forgot about arguing with Sylvanas, which is gratifying.

In short, the march to Karazan was settled in the noise.

An Ancient Red Dragon (Alexstrasza), a High Elf Warlock (Firewoman Disguise), an Orc Overseer (Sarufar), a King (Anduin Ureon), and a High Demon (Nanxiao Disguise).

As a guide and a pioneer of the party, Sylvanas Windranger will lead them on this tour of the Madivin Tower.

They possess powers rivaled those of the gods, and have watched over Azeroth all their lives. The path of fate was divided into two diametrically opposed sides in front of them. Their battles will determine the fate of all of Azeroth and will change the future of this world forever.

The silver moon rises and shines on the earth.

To the east of the Red Ridge Mountains, there are vast, dark green swamps. There is a pinnacle on the edge of the swamp. Isolated and independent. The mountain road leading to the peak is steep and is called the Upwind Trail. Anyone who tries to set foot on this trail is bound to come across a bloody street sign on the side of the road after walking a short distance. It says - go back!

At the top of the pinnacle, stands an ancient stone tower. It is made of heavy stone bricks that reach up to the clouds and towers over all the surrounding mountains. In the moonlight, it seemed so isolated. There are some abandoned houses around the base of the tower, which shows that there was once an ancient town here. The owner of the tower had magnanimously allowed civilians to serve him and paid them reasonably. But it is clear that later his temper deteriorated a lot, so the townspeople also died, scattered, and abandoned their homes.

This is the abode of Karazhan, Archmage Medivan.

Prosperity is in the past. Today, it is the realm ruled by the undead.

At night, you can get a glimpse of some of the pictures in the tower through the window. Unlike what I imagined, the floor was clean, the walls were lit, and the richly dressed nobles walked around. Everything still seems to be thriving. But if you look closely, you can see the weirdness. The aristocrats danced politely, but never tired and never rested. They don't even know they're dead, and they still talk about topics that have been repeated countless times.

It's a gorgeous, yet audienceless drama.