Behind him was a raging fire, but in front of him, there was an endless sea, and the blue of the sky was almost connected to the sky, which was in stark contrast to the flames under the billowing smoke.

Standing on a high wall by the harbor, Orgrim looked at the departing sailboats, and was so angry that he smashed the guardrail with a hammer.

"We, do we want to chase?" saw the anger on the other party's face growing stronger, Sarufar asked tentatively.

"They even drove away from the fishing boats, what are they chasing?" Laughing helplessly, Orgrim turned and looked at the city in flames, his ears echoing with the occasional wail and shout of killing, and he fell into deep thought.

As the Horde's Grand Chief, the first thing he did was to forbid all orcs to use their evil powers, and he explained to the tribe the dangers of this evil force, and that Azeroth must not repeat the mistakes of Draenor.

That night, all those who dared to disobey his orders were put to death in public. However, his anger did not subside.

He swore that he had dreamed of smashing Gul'dan's head with the hammer of destruction as he had done to kill Blackhan, but the latter was unconscious from opening the door of darkness. He can't take advantage of the danger of others, not to mention, if it weren't for Gul'dan, it was really not certain who would lose or win in the battle with humans.

As for the Shadow Council, after Gul'dan fell into a coma and the Black Hand died, they were scattered as soon as possible, and no one knew where they had fled.

At the moment, Orgrim had just taken office, and it was more than worth the loss to put his strength on this group of warlocks. He has more important things to do, a victory, a merit enough to silence all who question him.

But when he drove his troops here overnight, except for the few loach-like guards on the city wall, the big ships on the sea were the last humans he saw.

They chose to abandon their country, these cowards!

Anger not only jumped in Orgrim's chest, but also spread to the hearts of all orcs, driven by this force, Stormwind, the pearl of the human realm, completely turned into a sea of fire.

But, this is not enough, taking an empty city does not convince the orc of his abilities.

"What about the Assassin?"

"In the cage. ”

"She must know the whereabouts of the Shadow Council, no matter what means, pry her mouth open!"

"Yes, Great Chief. "Despite his disdain to torture a woman, Sarufar did so, and the evil power destroyed the orc's homeland, and the Shadow Council was not sorry to die!

As the lieutenant walked away, an orc warlock in a robe stumbled in front of Orgrim, shaking the bone ornament that hung from his chest.

"Great Chief, Great Chief!"

"Slow down, Necrus, if you accidentally fall down here, I won't be able to appease the wrath of the Dragonthroat Clan. Holding the panting Dragonthroat Clan chieftain, Orgrim helped him sit down against the wall.

"They, the souls of this world, have answered me!" said Necruz, who had not yet fully calmed down after a few breaths.

"Soul?" At this moment, even Orgrim was stunned.

After forbidding the Warlock from using evil powers, he has the elemental spirits of everyone to try to contact this world to see if they can regain the way of shamanism in this world. However, this effect will inevitably come too quickly, right?

"I see it, even though it's a short time, but the soul has given me a revelation!" Knights Cruise looked excited at the Big Chief's skeptical gaze.

"Don't get excited, tell me about it. ”

"It's dragons, but they're stronger and more beautiful than the two-headed dragons, and they're riding the bravest orc warriors across the battlefield's skies, and the enemies of the horde will burn up in the fire!"

"Dragon?" Ogrim pondered for a moment, and finally found the blue figure soaring above Shattrath in his memory, "I remember her, it wasn't as simple as a beast, Nexus Cruise, the beast taming skills mastered by the Dragonmaw Clan alone are not enough. ”

The Warlock laughed, "Of course, I asked the same question, and the soul gave me a reply. ”

"Red Ridge Mountain, as long as we get that golden disc......"

Orgrim fell silent, even though he didn't tell him the location and plan in detail, but the old boy must have the answer in his mind. However, after defeating Stormwind, the tribe will not have any large-scale wars in the short term, and it will take them a while to take root in this land. As for the Shadow Council, it is not strong enough to stand up to the entire tribe.

"I hope you don't disappoint me, Nex Cruise. ”

The orc was overjoyed, and stood up directly in excitement: "As you wish, my Great Chief!"

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The earth is black, the sky is black, and the endless wasteland spreads out in all directions from under your feet, undulating and uneven.

To be precise, there is no light, there is no color, everything seems to be only black, and there is a deeper black.

This is the spiritual illusion where Lanlos is speeding up his thoughts, the flow of time here is one-third of the outside world, and it is also the place where he has always practiced since he completely captured Vihanna's soul.

However, because Sagrete can't set foot in this space, the efficiency of performing spell deduction alone here is not as high as that of Sagret. Coupled with the high mental burden of staying in the illusion, he has come here less and less.

However, this does not mean that this space cannot bring him benefits, on the contrary, when he left here a few months ago, he learned a new supermagic technique.

Scold!

A scorching fireball suddenly appeared in his palm, and the beating flames brought some light to the space, and the orange fire also brought some life to the place.

Spells are instantaneous, and while improving his spell-casting ability, Lanlos can not forget to strengthen his arcane skills, relying on the ample time brought by the acceleration of thinking. Here, he will have more time to hone his skills and master more proficient and powerful spellcasting abilities.

And now, that's what he's here for.

Controlling the fireball to float in front of him, Lanloth held it up with both hands, and a purple glow covered his eyes. Then, in his line of sight, the spell nodes and spells inside the fireball gradually became clear.

In a few moments, the flames were extinguished, and with it appeared a spear condensed by frost, a bolt of lightning, a strong wind, and an arcane missile......

Borrowing the spell analysis abilities that arcane vision brings, he has studied the inner workings of these spells over and over again. In fact, he'd been repeating it for days, and he had almost memorized the models of the spells upside down.

At the same time, all the spells he casts have a common feature, shaping magic.

"Whew!"

When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a verdant meadow and the clear Lordamere Lake. The change of circumstances made him momentarily sluggish, but soon, despite the dizziness caused by mental urgency, he staggered to his feet, listening to the insects and birds in his ears, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

Arcane Mastery: (Spells, Shapes)

There is a saying that the reason why strange magic is divided into factions is not only its effect, but more importantly, the commonality of the construction of spell models of each system. After analyzing the characteristics of a faction's spells, the caster's proficiency in spells in that faction will greatly exceed that of other spells.

Of course, newly learned spells also take time to parsing to become proficient, so few casters are as proficient in multiple factions as Lanros. Especially, in such a short career as a mage.

You know, Lanlos has only been in the arcane realm for a few years.

Although he had Sagrete's help, to be honest, specializing in multiple spell factions at the same time was just as much for Lanlos to chew on. Unless, there is some reason to tempt him to do so.

His right hand reached into his pocket, and after a moment of fumbling, Lanlos pulled out an old tome. Picking up the bookmark, the elven mage almost flipped to the end, a few large, catchy words that caught his eye.

Eight Rings Spell, Magnus Vajra Fist, Plastic Energy ......