Medivan returned to Stormwind City, and the devastated scene made his heart ache, the higher Stormwind Fortress was not bad, and it was not greatly affected, but the port area was basically scrapped.

The church square and the mage area were the hardest hit by the huge wave and basically had to be renovated, and there were many other places that were damaged, but compared to Stormhaven, it was negligible.

"Azeroth is like entering a chasm of chaos." Medivan's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and it seemed that other planes around him had merged with Azeroth.

"I have to inform the others right away." With a wave of his hand, Medivan lifted the ruins around him, allowing ordinary soldiers to help the wounded buried under the rubble. "The rebuilding of Stormwind will be left to the others for the time being, and the Coalition must all be present at this first plenary session of the Tirisfa Council."

"I'll do it." Varian nodded, with Medivan supporting the overall situation, the Stormwind Kingdom is not afraid of problems in terms of high-end combat power.

Medivan had already made a plan in his heart, since Patrick had placed the headquarters of the Tirisfa Council in Karazhan, then this plenary meeting would naturally be the alliance represented by Medivan and assume the host.

"Inform the members of the Alliance Tribes in the near future, and I will contact the members of the Arcane Convention."

As the first meeting of the rebirth of the Council of Tirisfa, Medivan naturally would not allow this meeting to fail, and the spatial fluctuations that had occurred before were so drastic that Medivin almost thought that the spatial integrity of Azeroth had been torn apart.

Now, it's the turn of the reborn Council of Tirispha to do its part.

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Although Patrick was also aware of this spatial change, it had little impact on Quel'Thalas, and of course, the Alliance and the Horde would definitely not let the Convention sit on the ground and watch the show after sensing the change.

Together, everyone is in line with the basic diplomacy of the major races of Azeroth.

Without exception, Patrick received a magic letter from Medivan, which also contained the spatial coordinates of the Karazan Teleportation Chamber, and Medivan stated that the situation was urgent, and he hoped that everyone would be there quickly to discuss the countermeasures for this earth fission.

The City of Daylight is connected to Eredani's portal, Illidan and Mavi almost got the news that they came to the City of Daylight, and Vasqi is in the Land of Spirits, so it is easy to get to the City of Daylight.

Looking at the people who came, the magic letter in Patrick's hand projected out: "This time the Council of Tirisfa is opened, and what we have to face is another shocking battle. ”

"I love fighting." Illidan found a random place to sit down, and ruled the country for a long time, which made Illidan very unhappy. This kind of life in front of those endless official documents all day long is really not what Illidan wants, especially when the Night Elves, Demon Hunters, Evil Orcs, and Void Dragons under Illidan are established, it will not work if they do not govern.

Illidan once thought that becoming the head of a clan, or the king of a nation, was just a name, or the approval of all the people, but now Illidan felt that he was too young at that time.

Upon receiving Patrick's notice, Illidan almost immediately blamed everything on Baihar-Drywind, then pulled Mavi and ran to the City of Daylight.

After receiving everyone's affirmation, a burst of blue light flashed, and everyone teleported to Karazan, and Patrick and his party arrived at the library's teleportation room.

There were books, parchment, and writing desks all around, and although Karazhan was still empty, the Guardian Library was still the place where Medivan used it most often.

"Honorable Lords, welcome to the master's territory." In front of him is an undead, the upper body is a signature red corset, and the lower body is embroidered with blue lion pride pants, many people are surprised that there is an undead in Karazan, but Patrick knows who this person is, Madison's former butler Moros, loyally followed Medivan, and until his death, he is still serving Medivan.

Moros bowed, and the dry bones of his body were covered by ornate clothing, revealing the emaciated body of the undead. "My master ordered me to wait here for you."

"Take us to Mr. Medivan, judging from the letters, this time the matter is urgent, so there will be no more waste of time in courtesy."

"Follow your orders." Moros is very respectful, he is definitely a good housekeeper, at least Illidan and Mavi are no longer surprised by Moros's undead status.

Through some corridors and terraces, Patrick, Kael'thas, Illidan and others came to the meeting room, memory, the opera house and the dance hall were full of undead and skeletons, and the current situation here was very different from the memory of Karazan.

"Looks like mine came at the right time." As soon as Patrick walked into the meeting room, he saw Sal and other tribal representatives sitting down, and those who were already sitting down were representatives of the alliance such as Varian, Veron, and Tyrande.

"It's just right." Medivan wasn't polite either, but he was amazed that the High Elves hadn't dragged their feet this time.

"You're all leaders of the various factions in Azeroth, so let's get straight to the point." Medivan didn't have a single superfluous nonsense: "A few days ago, the space of Azeroth was torn apart, and it seems to have begun to merge with other spaces, everyone should be aware of it." ”

"Not bad." Sal answered: "The earth is torn apart, and just before this meeting, my colleagues in the Ring of the Earth and I were still communicating the elements in the maelstrom to repair the damage to the earth. ”

"As far as I know, the main reason for the continuous natural disasters in Azeroth this time is that Deathwing forcibly connected the elemental plane to Azeroth, so that those elemental creatures from the elemental plane can enter and directly enter Azeroth."

"Then ......" Thrall recalled the vision that the Fire Demon King had shown him, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, and after thinking for a few breaths, Thrall made a decision: "When I communicated the elements in the Maelstrom before, I got a response from the Fire Demon King, and he showed me some future visions of the world of Azeroth. ”

As he spoke, the elemental power in Thrall's hand gathered, a trick he learned from the Prophet Kaulhook, reproducing his memories through the elements, allowing everyone to see what was happening through Thrall's first perspective.

"Calamity, the Twilight Judgment, the end of all things, these were the last words that Ragnaros left me."

"It seems that the problem is much more obvious than expected." Medivan didn't expect that in addition to the problem of spatial tearing, there was also the mixing of the Black Dragon King and the Fire Demon King.

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