Vol 4 Chapter 85: exile

Corvin was already envious of the magic books in Karazhan.

Now that he saw the magic released by Medivh, he was even more envious.

Because Medivh's magic, its autonomy is really too strong.

The magic that links the void to extract fel energy, its magic circle can be closed on its own; and the current 'Thunder Barrier' magic can also be maintained on its own.

No, when everyone reached the top of the mountain and followed the source of magic to find Medivh, the other party was already in a coma.

But even if there is no spell caster to maintain, the two 'Thunder Barriers' are still running autonomously.

The magic circle under Medivh is absorbing lightning from the dark clouds in the sky, while maintaining two 'thunder barriers' in the canyon below.

And after counting the magic on Kewen, only the 'Shen Huo' and 'Li Huo' series have such autonomy.

Therefore, Kewen looked at Medivh, who was in a coma, and really wanted to go to Karazhan immediately and collect those numerous magic books.

Taking a deep breath, Kewen suppressed the desire in his heart, and it happened that Anduin Lothar asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"This state..."

Khadgar squatted down to check, and then said inexplicably: "The magic power on the guardian... How can there be so little?"

"So is it too much consumption?" King Wrynn asked.

"No, it should be the backlash of magic power." Khadgar immediately shook his head: "To control such a powerful magic with such little magic power, the guardian was attacked by magic power!"

Hearing this, everyone nodded as if they understood.

And Cowen frowned.

He looked at Medivh, who was in a coma, and felt that there was much less magic in the opponent's body than before.

It seems that Medivh finally discovered the situation in his body and used his magic power to fight against the 'Sargras' in his body.

But in this way, I am afraid that Medivh will also receive a real counterattack from Sargeras.

In short, the false peace between Medivh and Sargeras is over, and the real confrontation begins, leaving Medivh little time left...

"The Guardian is too weak!"

At this time, Khadgar hurriedly said to everyone: "I must send him back to Karazhan! Use the 'magic pool' in the tower to help the guardian recover!"

King Wrynn was very concerned about Medivh, so he immediately asked: "How do you get back? Is it too late to travel by land?"

Khadgar shook his head: "It's too late!"

"Then I'll send a signal to call the Griffin!" King Wrynn said as he pulled into his arms, "Then you ride the Griffin and take him back!"

"Okay!" Khadgar nodded quickly.

"I said…"

Anduin Lothar chimed in, frowned and said to Khadgar, "Aren't you going to use the Teleportation Array?"

Khadgar was stunned for a moment, and then said with some shame: "I-I haven't started learning yet."

Anduin Lothar rolled his eyes, then looked at Kewen: "You give them a ride?"

"Can't do it."

Kewen spread his hands: "I have sensed the 'Karazhan' tower, but the 'magic node' there is too confusing, unless you know the correct coordinates, if you use the 'Teleportation Array' indiscriminately, you will not know how to teleport people. Go into some void."

Hearing this, King Wrynn did not delay any longer, and immediately activated the signal stick he took out, sending the signal high into the sky.

In less than five minutes, a griffin flew from the direction of the 'Red Ridge Mountain', and was driven over by the griffin left in the 'Lakeside Town' following the signal.

Without further ado, Khadgar and Garona rode on the Griffin, piloted by Khadgar, with Garona holding Medivh, and then the Griffin took off and headed towards the Deadwind Pass.

"Let's go back too."

King Wrynn watched the Griffin go away, and then said to Cowen: "Please, we need to go back to Stormwind City as soon as possible to dispatch troops!"

"Okay Your Majesty."

Kewen nodded in response, then found a flat place on the top of the mountain, and cast a spell to summon a teleportation circle.

King Wrynn still did not go back first, but let Cowen teleport the soldiers first.

However, once casting a spell, only ten soldiers can be teleported.

This is already the limit of the number of people sent.

At the beginning, after learning about this magic, Kewen also tried to research and improve it.

But he finally found that the world's 'transmission circle' was too restricted.

If too many people are teleported, the cluttered aura will interfere with the magic circle, causing unexpected magic.

As a result, Kewen gave up his research. Anyway, he knew a lot of 'teleportation magic'.

Five minutes later, Kewen and Anduin Lothar finally disappeared on the top of the mountain and returned to Stormwind City through the 'Teleportation Circle'.

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This night was not peaceful for many people.

valley collapse

Durotan returned to the 'Black Swamp' with those who followed the negotiations.

He sent most of the people back to the clan camp for alert, and then took the four clansmen and quietly climbed the mountain next to the 'Dark Gate'.

Relying on the sound of construction to cover up, Durotan led people on the mountain to hit the rocks with weapons. In the end, they successfully caused a landslide.

Many large and small rolling stones fell along the mountain, successfully smashing a corner of the "Dark Gate" that was about to be completed, delaying the completion time.

Afterwards, Durotan quickly returned to the clan camp and gathered around 600 people.

However, before Durotan left the camp with his clansmen, the Great Chief Blackhand returned with his remnants and blocked everyone from the Frostwolf Clan at the entrance of the camp.

The tense confrontation caused all the orcs in the camp to come, and Gul'dan also appeared at the same time.

"what happened?"

Gul'dan hunched his body, with radiant particles of 'fel energy' scattered in his eyes. He looked at the confrontation and asked, "What are you doing!? Civil war!?"

Everyone was silent.

Durotan was at a loss, so he couldn't speak, while Blackhand was a little hesitant.

Previously, Blackhand had his left hand smashed by Anduin Lothar, and Gul'dan had him kill himself at one point as punishment for his failure.

Black Hand followed tradition and stretched his severed wrist into the 'fel flame'.

But he was saved by Durotan.

Durotan cut off Blackhand's arm that was eroded by the "Fel Flame", so that Blackhand took a life and was not burned to ashes by the "Fel Flame".

Therefore, the black hand actually remembered that life-saving grace.

At this time, facing Gul'dan's questioning, Blackhand hesitated a little, wondering if he wanted to return the kindness to Durotan.

But the black hand didn't speak, and some people didn't care.

Immediately, a 'fel orc' beside him immediately spoke out about Durotan's betrayal.

"Bastard!"

Gul'dan was furious after hearing this, and the evil energy in his body surged violently, not only causing the flames of 'evil energy' to burst out of his eyes, but the evil energy in his body almost came out.

"Durotan!" Gul'dan angrily roared, "How dare you cooperate with humans!?"

"I just want to find a land where the clan can survive!"

Durotan had an idea and immediately responded loudly: "We came to this world! Isn't that what we are for!?"

He puffed out his chest, looked around at the orcs and said, "Humans are too weak! War with them! We won't get any glory! Instead, why can't we just ask them for a piece of land?"

"Shut up!" Gul'dan exclaimed: "We can get everything we want through war! We have accepted the reinforcement of 'fel energy'! For war!"

"But your fel energy will only make us die!!"

Durotan roared back in a louder voice, then looked at Blackhand and Orgrim.

His eyes stayed on Orgrim for a short time, and Durotan showed a hint of disappointment and sadness, and then he looked at Blackhand: "That time in the forest! And today! You have seen it twice with your own eyes! All the 'fel energy' enhanced Warrior! How could he be easily killed by the opponent's spell caster! How could he be targeted by the opponent's spell!!"

"shut up-"

Gul'dan roared again, and he did not allow Durotan to continue, so while roaring, he immediately made a spell-casting motion.

However, the warriors of the Frostwolf Clan have been on alert for a long time. Seeing this, all the warriors have made preparations to attack, and their mouths are even more roaring.

"Gul'dan!"

Durotan was not afraid, he raised his hand to stop the people, and then said loudly: "Do you want us to have a real civil war!? Look around!"

Durotan raised his hand and pointed at all the orcs: "Today! We have lost nearly 2,000 warriors! Do you want the remaining 3,000 warriors to be exhausted in the civil war!?"

"Black hand!?"

Gul'dan shouted angrily at Black Hand: "You failed again today!? You lost 2,000 people!?"

Blackhand was speechless, and he felt ashamed.

However, Orgrim next to him responded.

He glanced apologetically at Durotan, then exclaimed, "That's right! We did lose 2,000 of our compatriots today! But just as Durotan said! Those compatriots who have received 'fel power' enhancements are human beings. Spellcasters use spells to kill easy deaths! Human spellcasters have special spells for 'fel energy'!"

The surrounding orcs suddenly became noisy.

The fel orcs were concerned, and the primitive orcs were on guard.

Gul'dan was in a hurry, he looked around at all the orcs, and then he couldn't care about any debate, and immediately pointed at Durotan with the staff with many skulls hanging: "It's because of your cowardice! If there are enough sacrifices! There will be no Spells can target Fel!"

"Get out! Get out of here!"

Gul'dan dared not let Durotan stay in the camp any longer. He was afraid that because of Durotan, more orcs would refuse fel energy.

At this time, Gul'dan was unable to ride a horse. He was dubbed "General" by Durotan and could not really destroy the "Frostwolf Clan", which caused internal friction.

Therefore, Gul'dan could only choose to let Durotan leave the camp with the Frostwolf Clan as soon as possible.

He pointed his staff at Durotan, and at all the 'Frostwolf Orcs', roaring loudly: "You have no glory! This will be your disgrace! You! You are not fit to be orcs! I! Declare your 'Frostwolf clan' 'exile!!"

The surrounding uproar sounded again...