Beyond the endless starry sky of Azeroth, a desolate continent is rolling up with yellow sand. This is the continent of Draenor, home to the Orcs.

Once upon a time, Draenor was a wild and beautiful world. Countless orc tribes live a nomadic life here. They fight with each other, but they also communicate with each other. This is the way of life of the orcs, who believe in strength and are fierce and warlike, but not bloodthirsty. They have their own civilization, their own life.

Orcs have their own system of spells. They worship the elements and their ancestors, forming a unique shamanic culture. Orcs who wield the power of shamans are called warlocks. Warlocks communicate with their ancestors and elementals to unleash spell-like powers, while also guiding their tribes in the right direction. Orcs live freely in such a world.

However, since then, the world of Draenor has changed somewhat.

The most powerful shaman of the orc tribe, Neozu. In order to pursue power, he did not hesitate to turn to the darkness for help. Some being in the void responded to him. But Naozu woke up at the last moments. He knew that evil from the Void would ruin his world.

Naozu tried to resist, warning his people, but it was too late. The demon has chosen a new spokesman, that is, Naozu's disciple, Guldan.

Gul'dan was also a powerful sorcerer. But his quest for power is stronger than that of Naozu. He doesn't care about evil erosion, he just wants to be stronger.

Gul'dan is the leader of a tyrannical clan. He used force to unite the rest of the major orc tribes in an attempt to unify the orc forces throughout Draenor. In return, he promised to give the orcs greater power. He brought demonic blood into the continent of Draenor.

Orcs are a race of strength. In order to gain greater strength, many orcs drank the blood of demons. Transformed into a green-skinned orc. At this point, the demonic power began to truly erode this vast land.

Demon blood brings not only strength to orcs, but also bloodlust. They are becoming more and more belligerent and more brutal. The desire to kill was piling up in their chests. They desperately need a war to unleash the slaughter in their hearts. They set their sights on another race of Draenor.

Orcs aren't the only civilized race on the continent of Draenor. In the distant universe, there was once a glorious civilization, the Eredas. They were born in Argus. The Eredas are naturally possessed by an astonishing intelligence, as well as a strong affinity for magic. They built a large and well-established magical civilization in Argus.

However, their prosperity did not last long. The fallen Titan Sargeras has his sights set on Argus. At that time, the burning expedition had just begun, and it was not as invincible as it would later sweep across the stars. At that time, the Fallen Titans were looking for a commander who could lead their own demon legions.

Kilgardan, Akmund, and Veron are the leaders of the Eredas. At the same time, it is also the goal of Sargeras. These three leaders of the Ereda civilization are regarded by Sargeras as the perfect commander of the Burning Legion. Infinite power, eternal life, and forbidden knowledge can be obtained by being loyal to Sargeras.

Veren was a prophet who had a premonition that the Burning Legion would eventually destroy their race. and cause irreparable damage to the entire universe. He rejected Sargeras's invitation and tried to dissuade his companions. But by that time Kil'Gardan and Akmund had fallen.

Inspired by Naru, Viren led some of his loyal people out of Argus. I came to a place like a paradise. These asylum seekers call themselves Draenei, which means Vault Dweller. They called the continent Draenor, which means 'refuge for exiles'.

Under the influence of Naru, the Draenei came to believe in the Light and were protected by the Light. They are in this distant world, carefully rebuilding their own civilization.

In the Nagrand Meadows, south of Draenor, the Draenei once encountered the orc tribe. They had brief exchanges, but because of the large differences in customs, they rarely interacted in depth. The vast majority of the Draenei live in the Miran Islands and have very little contact with the outside world. Because they need to carefully dodge those evil eyes in the void.

However, the demon finally noticed the land. This time Sargeras became interested in powerful orc warriors. He used demonic blood to further strengthen the orc warriors. A powerful army of orcs was formed. In order to test the combat effectiveness of the new orcs, the Draenei were targeted.

Without any warning, the war came so suddenly. Believing in the Light, the peace-loving Draenei were initially unclear why the orcs were attacking them. It wasn't until those green-skinned orcs, like mad dogs, rushed over that they finally understood. The demon found them anyway.

"The Light will shelter us." Countless Draenei chanted the Proverbs of Light. However, the power of the Holy Light was unable to resist the erosion of the demonic power after all. The war lasted for eight years, and the Draenei were eventually defeated. More than eighty percent of the Draenei were slaughtered. Blood stained the entire Miran Islands red.

In this battle, the demonized orcs showed amazing combat effectiveness. After this, more and more orcs drank the blood of demons. Evil energy began to invade the world even deeper.

The forests are beginning to wither, the grasslands are turning into deserts, and the whole land is gradually dying. The home of the orcs is gradually passing away. The entire world of Draenor is surrounded by a sense of death and grief.

There are some sane orcs who sense that something is wrong. Durotan, the patriarch of the Frostwolf Clan, is one of them. He had long since discovered that the green energy in Gul'dan's hands was the culprit for the destruction of their homeland. But at this time the entire orc tribe was in a state of frenzy. Because the high priest Gul'dan promised them a new world. Durotan could not oppose the high priest's orders at such a moment, and he could only hide these thoughts in his heart and wait for a suitable opportunity.

In the camp of the orcs, a huge stone gate tens of meters high stood there. This is the Dark Gate. The Dark Gate is not a simple teleportation magic. Because no magic can teleport across the world on a large scale. To be precise, it's a sacrificial spell. Use the lives of countless slaves as energy to forcibly open a portal to another world. And on the other side, the same portal is needed as a response.

Not long ago, Gul'dan heard the whisper in his ear. The voice told him how the Dark Gate was built, and told him that he would guide him into that world on the other side. Gul'dan built the Dark Gate as instructed. And now, for the first time, the Dark Gate has been briefly opened, sending a team of orc scouts into that world.

Azeroth, Khadgar has finally reached the destination of the trip, the Tower of Karazhan after a long journey. The towering magic tower made him feel awe, and he hesitated in front of the door. Fortunately, an old servant of the magic tower saw him and introduced him into the tower. At this point, Khadgar finally met the legendary strongest mage, Medivan.

This is a middle-aged mage in his forties. His face was a little pale, but his eyes seemed to contain endless wisdom, and the kind of perceptive gaze made Khadgar a little uncomfortable. However, Medivan didn't treat him badly, but calmly let him live in the Tower of Karazhan.

Medivan didn't arrange any work for Khadgar and just turned around and left. I don't know if it's a delusion or what. Khadgar only felt Medivan's back...... Somewhat tired.