The king did not think of defending the orc, but he trusted Medivan too much, and he believed in the latter's young apprentice, and in the companion who fought with him for the cause of his people.

But......

Ryan turned his head with difficulty, and was greeted by a palm that was almost embedded in the shoulder armor due to excessive force, and behind that, a pair of scarlet eyes full of anger and tyranny.

There's no reflection of him in it.

The blade flipped in his chest, and not only the flesh and blood, but even the armor was shattered by the shadow magic. The intense pain tore Ryan apart almost instantly, but the next second, the dagger pulled away from his chest.

Two sounds that looked like bursting blisters appeared behind him in no different order, and Ryan heard Lanloth, who teleported behind the Assassin with the Shadowwalk, and Garona, who also fled with the Shadowwalk.

Holding the king's fallen body, Lanlos didn't say a word, and directly lifted Adruin.

At the last moment of the sunset, a faint golden glow rises under the early night, tenacious, but extremely fragile.

The holy light traveled all over his body, and the flame in Lanloth's throat was finally extinguished, but his breathing did not become smoother, but became more and more rapid and cautious.

He clearly saw that under the healing of the Holy Light, the flesh and blood on Ryan's chest were constantly wriggling and approaching each other. But as the wound contracted, the flow of blood was surprisingly strong under the pressure. The fragile sprouts on the trauma were torn apart again under the impact of the surging bloodstream, and Ryan's injuries were too serious.

It's not impossible, though.

Silky golden wings spread out from Adruin's gauntlet and Lanloth's back, blessed by the light of the Holy Feather, like an angel in the world.

Just as Lanloth was about to expend a lot of magic to cast a holy healing spell, a weak palm grabbed his wrist.

"Help, my people......"

Hearing this, Lanros followed Ryan's gloomy gaze and looked forward, and the tall giant door that shone with a dull luster came into view, and behind the vortex of magical energy in the center, a picture appeared that gradually became clearer.

The red earth, and the green ocean as far as the eye can see.

Endless orcs are pouring into this world in neat and heavy steps. This force not only brought tyranny and anger, but also brought destruction to the soldiers of the Stormwind Kingdom.

The tide of battle took a turn for the worse, and the human soldiers were in mourning, and the battle line that had managed to advance to the Horde stronghold retreated at several times the speed of the previous one, and the king's fall and exaggerated casualties instantly crushed the morale of the Stormwind Kingdom.

Even Lothar gave up the chance to kill the leader of the enemy generals and rushed all the way to Ryan's side.

Bang dang!

Quelsalam fell to the ground with a heavy sound, and the heavy sound aroused Lanlos's attention, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that Ryan in his arms had noticeably become much heavier.

His Majesty's breath was completely gone.

"No ......"

The boy has tears and doesn't flick, but he ......

The dust and blood stains did not hide the handsomeness of the middle-aged face, but unfortunately, the moisture that kept rolling in the eye sockets destroyed the perseverance he had always had.

But how can you blame him? Two old friends who laughed and scolded each other when they were children and now supported each other left them on the same day. Looking back at my side, there is no longer anyone to talk at length, no one to talk at night, and no one to support each other and stand side by side.

Grief, like a demon, tore Lothar's heart apart.

Lanlos didn't say anything, just gently entrusted Ryan's body to the other party, and then stood up, as if oblivious to the one-sided and tragic battlefield ahead, slowly patting the dust on the hem of his clothes.

"I'll do my best. ”

Muttering to himself, the elven mage looked at the collapsed orc warlock on the edge of the dark gate, and finally shook his head silently without knowing what to think.

As he raised his hands, an unnatural hurricane appeared at his feet out of thin air, and the dust that swirled around his body gradually swirled upwards caught the attention of Khadgar and Lothar.

"I can't hold out for long, you guys, as soon as possible!"

With this low roar, the elven mage's hands suddenly clasped together, and a loud sound like thunder exploded in his ears, and the pitch-black cracks kept flashing between his hands. The next moment, he struggled to push his hands forward.

Rumble!

Only to hear a thunderclap, an irregular dark vortex came out of his hand, rapidly expanding in the brown-green lightning. Unlike the terrifying images at the edges, the structure inside the semi-circular vortex is stable and calm, embellished with magical aura, like a slowly rotating galaxy.

"Yes, portal?!" Khadgar's exclamation was as shrill as a woman's, and even Lothar, who had just been disheartened, looked surprised.

So far, neither Khadgar nor Lothar have known one spellcaster who has the ability to open portals alone.

The man's name was Medivan.

Although Lanloth had previously used a spell similar to crowd teleportation to bring the archmages to Stormwind, crowd teleportation and portals were not the same thing. From the perspective of operation mechanism alone, the difference between the two is very obvious.

Like teleportation, group teleportation can be effectively carried out as long as there is a teleportation marker, and it is an emergency means of one-way one-time teleportation in a small area. Moreover, crowd teleportation only crosses space, not planes.

The portal, while activating the road marker, also needs to get feedback from the road marker to achieve the purpose of two-way and stable transmission. In addition, portals can be used to teleport across planes by connecting the Twisted Void in series. Whether it is past, present or future, it is indispensable strategic magic.

Unlike the Draenei's advanced arcane skills, Azeroth's existing technology is extremely expensive to open portals, and even Dalaran can't afford it on a long-term scale. But again, in addition to the cost, the advantage of the portal is its sustainability and the lower cost of subsequent maintenance.

However, this is different from Lanlos. The reason why he was able to open the portal alone was mainly due to the ability of the Sagrete Keystone, whether it was opened or maintained, it required an uninterrupted supply of mana.

And because the Keystone was bound to his soul, he couldn't help with the help of arcane crystals and other devices that stored magical power.

This simple and violent way of opening the door cannot be carried out continuously.

Despite the nightmare of the collapse of the sky, Lothar did not fall because of this, the war continued, and every minute and every second, he had brothers and siblings killed by the tribe's miscellaneous pieces.

"Khadgar, do me a favor. Lothar picked up Ryan's body with one hand and removed the horn from the king's waist with the other.

The sound of the trumpet resounded across the battlefield once again, but unlike when the attack was launched, the sharp and rapid sound startled all the human soldiers.

The elderly apprentice had already eased the riot of energy in his body, and seeing that Lothar was signaling to retreat, he hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the heavy Great Royal Sword. Evil power robbed him of his youth, but it also strengthened his physique. Of course, this is thanks to Medivan, at the most critical moment, his own teacher once again helped him through the crisis.

Also, for the last time......

Soon, the portal stabilized, and at the urging of Lanloth, hundreds of lucky people managed to leave the dark land before it closed.

As for the others.

The disappearance of the portal was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the battle line collapsed completely almost instantly.