On the Karazan Terrace, the bleak and wild wind swept over the mountains, constantly blowing the area independent of the air, whistling along the fierce marks of knives on the floor. In particular, at the edge of the terrace, the parapet is almost completely destroyed, and the floor tiles have collapsed in a large area, and even the interior rooms can be faintly seen through the floor.

Standing on a rare and intact floor tile on the edge, Medivan's black-brown robe was lifted high, as if it was about to ride the wind at any moment.

"You're late. The Guardian suddenly looked up, turned to look at the apprentice who had come out of the staircase panting, and shook his head in disagreement.

Hearing this, Khadgar didn't have time to take a closer look at the tattered area, and his sore legs trembled violently, and he almost fell directly to the ground. In order not to leave a bad impression in front of this new mentor, after receiving the summons from the other party, he immediately put down the boring and heavy work in his hand and climbed hundreds of steps in one go.

With his physique, this is already the fastest speed he can do.

Finally controlling the grievances in his heart, he exhaled a heavy breath, and only then did he have the strength to refute: "I've done my best to get here, if it's faster, you should have given me the news earlier." ”

"You're a mage, young trust. Medivan smiled and shook his head, "Didn't you take a closer look at what I gave you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blue light suddenly appeared on the floor in the center of the rooftop, and a complex and familiar arcane array was reflected in Khadgar's eyes.

It's teleportation again......

"I'm sorry. Khadgar bowed his head, "I don't have much experience with teleportation magic. ”

"You'll get used to it. Medivan didn't dig deeper, just turned his head and continued to look into the distance, "Be quick, though. ”

The young apprentice's face was puzzled, and just as he was about to ask, a loud screech accompanied by a howling wind pierced the sky.

The flat wind slammed into Khadgar's body like a giant hammer, and after a brief moment, the apprentice immediately crossed his hands to protect the door, crouched slightly, barely allowing himself to be swept away by the sudden hurricane.

As his gaze passed through his fingertips, two large, muscular creatures met his horrified eyes.

With an eagle-like beak and sharp talons, and a head completely covered in supple white feathers, they look like some kind of bird of prey, but their body and limbs, including its tail, are infinitely close to that of an overdeveloped lion.

Griffins, since the beginning of the alliance between humans and dwarves, they have learned how to domesticate this aerial bird of prey. However, due to the high cost of maintenance for these creatures, only a few people are qualified to approach them.

Yes, it was the first time Khadgar had come up close to a griffin so closely.

"The messenger of the Stormwind Kingdom has brought news of trouble that I need to resolve as soon as possible. Explaining in succinct terms, Medivan grabbed the reins of the leaning griffin and jumped into the saddle, "And you, as my new apprentice, I need to introduce them. ”

"But. Khadgar involuntarily stepped back at the sight of the other griffon approaching him, and at the same time, a hint of shame appeared on his face, "I haven't learned how to ride a griffon. ”

"Really?" Medivan narrowed his eyes, then shook his head and raised his fingers, "We don't have that much time, come, relax......"

The magnetic voice seemed to be infused with magic, and Khadgar's heart slowly relaxed. At the moment when he felt relieved, it was as if hundreds of steel needles pierced his scalp and pierced his brain.

"Ahh

Khadgar fell to the ground with his head in his hands in an instant, his screams and violently shaking body that made even the proud griffin stop, and his dark and agile eyes swelled with sympathy and unbearability.

Soon, Khadgar stopped wailing and lay on the ground, panting incessantly.

In just a few seconds, sweat was already soaking his whole body, and the constant buzzing of his brain made him want to tear his scalp open. However, as the indescribable pain invaded his body, Khadgar could feel something more in his mind.

"I call it Medivan Qiang Notation, a very handy spell. As if he hadn't seen the scene just now, Medivan still maintained a flat look, and even slightly revealed the mood of showing off.

However, it is indeed very convenient.

Quickly combing through the extra things in his mind, Khadgar stood up silently and walked slowly towards the griffon in front of him.

Perhaps because the scene just now was too impressive, the latter was approaching the former, but his eyes were sharp, his neck was slightly tightened, and he made a vigilant posture.

Although his brain was groggy and his whole body was as weak as collapse, Khadgar did not panic. He slowly approached the griffon, then slowly reached out and cautiously reached out to the griffon's jaw from the side.

As he gently stroked the fluff around the other's neck, the griffin's nervous eyes were quickly relieved, and after a cheerful chirp, he bowed his head towards Khadgar.

Looking at the well-behaved griffin, Khadgar was silent for a long time.

Is he to blame Medivan? It doesn't seem hard to accept to gain knowledge so quickly and at some cost.

Shouldn't it?

But at that moment just now, under the pressure of that level of pain, he almost bit his tongue and committed suicide......

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"These, monsters......"

Lothar's hands clung to the guardrail, and the force was so strong that even the bowl-thick railing creaked as if it was about to be broken at any moment.

It's no wonder he's so annoyed, those orcs are so unreasonable.

Ever since the little leader of the orcs crossed the stream in an amazing way, these green-skinned barbarians seemed to have been beaten one by one, and they had simply braved the rain of arrows. Coupled with the special magic of those orc casters, not only did it speed up the orcs, but it also made their skin look like rocks.

The advantages of terrain are minimized in such a situation.

The Orcs were as brutal as ever, and with the Warsong Clan taking the lead at a terrible cost, Orgrim led a large army to quickly respond, and the large army crossed the stream with a staggering force, dragging the entire battle into a white-knuckle battle that the Orcs have always excelled at and had obvious advantages.

Lothar knew that with the brute strength of these orcs, the hastily assembled defense line could not afford to toss at all. To prevent the outpost from dying before it was still alive, the human warriors had to jump out of the fence and mingle with the roaring and charging Warsong orcs.

At first glance, the disparity in numbers between the two sides is huge, but ......

Grom, a man who dares to take the initiative to attack the Ogre Empire even at an extremely disadvantaged situation, coupled with the stimulation of demon blood, the warriors under his command are all madmen who don't want to die.

On the other hand, although humans seem to have the upper hand, the overall morale is significantly lower. Unlike the orcs' passion for war and thirst for blood, the people of the Stormwind Kingdom took up arms and wore armor only to protect their land.

The maintenance of armor and weapons, adequate food, soldiers' welfare, and family support make it staggering to raise an army. Although the troll invasion many years ago has planted a deep sense of distress in the Stormwind Kingdom, it is still difficult to ensure a large army for a long time.

Of the thousands of humans on the Elwin Line, nearly half of the archers were eliminated, and a large part of the others, perhaps just a month ago, were just farmers.

In the face of these crazy monsters, how can they be as imposing as a rainbow?

Click!

Lothar's palm pressed downward, and with a crisp cracking sound, the guardrail snapped directly, and with the help of inertia, he jumped directly from the watchtower.

His troops are ready to lose, and his troops have gradually shown such a possibility, and as a commander, he must do something, such as......

With her eyes narrowing slightly, Lothar looked at, who was wantonly killing in the crowd, and a dangerous look appeared on her face.

As if sensing something, the orcs, who were laughing wildly from bathing in blood a second ago, suddenly stopped their movements and quickly turned their heads towards the rear of the human troops.

Almost at the same time, a scarlet color was reflected in the equally solemn and surprised eyes of the two men.

Rumble!

The powerful impact unleashed a large expanse of scorching flames, and the surrounding air evaporated almost instantly, incinerating everything with the heat.

Looking at the orange-red flames that erupted, Lothar's eyes widened almost completely.

Such a manic and scorching flame is magic! Moreover, it is a high-level magic that cannot be used by all the spellcasters under his command!

Could it be......