When Lothar left, An Yang lowered his head and set his eyes on Medivan's body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this last moment, the Guardian was so weak that he was no longer as strong as he once was.

At this time, he was just a poor old man.

Remorse and sorrow were mixed in his heart, making his mood at this time extremely complicated and difficult to understand.

As Medivan whispered the incantation, a line of tears flowed from his eyes that shimmered with pure blue arcane energy, slowly streaming down his old cheeks, as if to speak of the twilight of the demigods, the bleakness of the last guardian.

Until he had no more strength, his voice quietly disappeared, and his eyes dimmed.

An Yang took a deep breath, not knowing whether he was happy or sad.

From this moment on, all the knowledge in this tower belongs to him!

Whether it's the kingdom of Lordaeron, the kingdom of Stormwind, the Night Elves, or Tirisfa, it is difficult for them to be qualified to fight him.

The warrior has no power to defeat him, and the mage is too vulnerable to withstand his sniping.

It was also from this moment that the battle between humans and orcs, whether King Ryan would die in battle, who would win the duel between Durotan and Gul'dan, whether Lothar would become the regent of Azeroth, the future of the orcs and a series of things, as long as he didn't want to care, it had nothing to do with him.

All he had to do was slowly absorb the knowledge here!

These are the most precious things to him, whether it is to improve his power system to make him stronger, or to improve his power system, to add another magic to his empire on top of technology and magic, and to make the civilization system he has created more brilliant, the knowledge contained in this tower is an indispensable and important resource.

……

The other side.

The duel of honor called Makgora continues!

Gul'dan slammed his fist with a green light, and a faint sound of wind could be faintly heard in the air.

"Bang!"

The punch landed firmly on Durotan and knocked him back and forth.

Just as Gul'dan took advantage of the victory to pursue and set the tide of the battle in one fell swoop, he paused, as if sensing something, and looked back in amazement, only to see that the green light around the Dark Gate had disappeared, proving that Azeroth and Draenor had lost connection.

"Roar!!"

Gul'dan's eyes widened suddenly, his mouth opened in a dull roar, his fangs quivering at his lips.

"What's going on?"

The orcs around him also followed his gaze and looked back, and there was an uproar.

Without the Dark Gate, Draenor's orc army would not have been able to come to Azeroth, and without follow-up assistance, when the humans reacted, their vanguard would not be able to compete with the power of the entire Azeroth.

If you really want to talk about it, not only are the orc forces on this side at a disadvantage, but the orcs who are far away in the desolate world of Draenor will also have a hard time, after all, the purpose of their coming here is to find a new home suitable for survival, and they can no longer live in the original world.

It can be said that this door is related to their fate, and it is also related to the fate of the entire orc tribe!

At this moment, Durotan seized the opportunity and rushed towards Gul'dan with a roar, and he was stunned by a fierce blow!

The sound of the fist making dull contact with the flesh was incessant, and Gul'dan was staggered by the continuous blows, and finally opened his eyes to look at Durontan, only to see the young chieftain covered in wounds, gritting his teeth and slamming at him, as if using all his strength.

Almost at the same time, King Ryan, far above the valley, rode his horse and stared at the side, his eyes flickering, as if he was making a decision.

He held back and did not attack when the Dark Gate was lit, which was already a great trust in Durotan, and this trust even gambled on the lives of the expeditionary force of Stormwind and so many captured civilians, but fortunately he had been watching ahead, and Durotan had been holding back Gul'dan so that he could not be able to control the Dark Gate!

Until now, he didn't know why the Dark Door was closed, but he couldn't help it.

There's never been a better time to attack!

King Ryan slowly pulled out the great royal sword beside him and pointed ahead: "We have the Frostwolf Clan as comrades, as well as the shield and sword in our hands, now let's free those captives, we will cast our people, we will defeat this group of invaders!" ”

He didn't even care about Durotan, who was in the midst of an honorable duel with Gul'dan, so he pointed his sword forward, rode his horse forward, and shouted: "We can win this war, now, charge!" ”

For a moment, an entire elite army hidden in the woods and behind the hillside rushed up to the heights and ran down from the heights.

Knights galloped, swords raised high, warriors raised their heavy shields to defend and ram, and their hands touched the dwarven muskets at their waists, and like a torrent of steel, they launched a magnificent charge towards the orc camp in the Cursed Lands.

The orc higher-ups were completely immersed in this exciting duel, as if they had suddenly been pushed to the brink of war.

Unlike the head-to-head confrontation between the two sides in the original plot, in this duel, the human army has the advantage of striking first from the beginning, and because Medivan has been killed by Anyang and Khadgar, there is no one responsible for opening the passage between Azeroth and Draenor, the orcs will be left alone, and the dark gate that they have worked so hard to build will be temporarily reduced to an ornament, and there will never be a steady stream of orcs pouring out!

The battle to save the human army has turned into a decisive battle!

They were originally at a disadvantage, but they have the capital to confront the orcs head-on!

"Rush!"

"Destroy the invaders!"

"For Azeroth!"

The earth-shattering shouts were accompanied by the sound of rumbling footsteps, like an earthquake, and the grass and trees trembled.

In the center of the camp, Gul'dan had been beaten and wounded, he finally got rid of Durontan's attack, but he was stunned when he saw this scene, and looked at Dulongtan who stopped on the opposite side in amazement, and said in a deep voice: "Chief, you led the humans to attack the orcs?" ”

Durotan panted and replied in a deep voice: "No, I just want to kill you, only if you die, the orcs will have a future!" ”

Guldan suddenly exhaled heavily, his arms shook, and the surging evil energy suddenly rose behind him, rolling and sweeping uncontrollably, converging into a dark green cloud of light: "Blow the horn of war, all orcs, prepare to fight, and give these weak humans a head-on blow!" ”

The orcs who were standing around also realized the critical situation at this time, and they didn't care about Makgora, so they turned their heads and ran behind them. There are those who call for their tribesmen to prepare to meet the human army, there are those who blow the horn of war, and there are those who put on plate armor and bring weapons and rush directly to the front line of the battlefield.

Soon, the orcs also formed a savage torrent and rushed in the direction of the human army.

The two sides collided in the center, and fierce sparks collided.

On one side are human soldiers dressed in fine heavy armor, holding snow-sharp weapons, and the beauty of war craftsmanship is all over the body, and even the shield is carved with gorgeous patterns. On the other side were orc warriors dressed in animal skins and rough plate armor, armed with either slashers and heavy axes, or giant hammers and broad-edged swords, all of which were extremely rugged and brutal in any way.

But both sides are equally high-spirited, fearless, and just want to tear each other to pieces!

The moment the two torrents converge and collide in the middle, many lives are gone, and more soldiers are welcome to come and go!

Even if the human soldier was wearing heavy armor and holding a heavy shield, he could not compete with the orcs who naturally possessed the superiority in physique and strength, and were knocked to the ground by the strong orcs almost instantly. Many human soldiers had already pulled out their muskets and pulled the trigger suddenly, sparks and white smoke exploded in the battlefield, and the flickering muffled sound became the loudest melody in the war, and the projectiles that flew out became the most advantageous weapon for human soldiers against orcs.

Human soldiers are constantly being knocked down by orcs, and there are also orc warriors whose chests are crushed by muskets.

In a very short period of time, many lives have died.

The heroes and leaders of both sides are constantly charging, reaping the lives of each other.

King Ryan himself went into battle, together with Garona, Tulayan and others, slashing ordinary orc soldiers like chopping melons and vegetables, they cooperated with each other, showing superb martial arts and combat experience, even if they were besieged by several orcs in the enemy formation, they could retreat with their whole body, on the contrary, many orcs died under their swords.

The black hand and Grom among the orcs are no longer there, but Orgrim, Blade Fist and Deatheye can still take the lead, they are extremely brave, they go deep into the position of human soldiers alone, and with the weapons in their hands, they are rampage, I don't know how many soldiers will be killed with one blow, they are simply the existence of the god of war!

Ignoring the orc traditions, Gul'dan quietly left the battle arena of Makgora, and the rare thing was that Durotan did not chase after him, but summoned his frostwolf companion, took the frostwolf beast skin and left silently, disappearing into the battlefield between the two sides.

When he reappeared, he had already led the orc warriors of the Frostwolf Clan into the battlefield!

Instead of attacking the humans, the naturally brown-skinned orcs did not help them attack them, but instead plunged deep into the battlefield of both sides, charging bravely towards Gul'dan's camp, where the shaman, accompanied by the valiant orc warriors, prepared to slay the fallen orc.

Durotan always believed that killing Gul'dan would bring a new future to the orcs.

He's right, it's just that there is a lack of strong people to follow him.

"Roar!! Gul'dan, suffer death! ”

Durotan held the Blood Guardian Slashing Axe in his hand and rode the Frostwolf forward, each swing of the axe would kill an orc on the spot, and the Frostwolf Clan warriors who followed him also rushed forward, colliding with the green-skinned orc.

Gul'dan's location is getting closer and closer, but the resistance of the other orcs loyal to Gul'dan is getting stronger and stronger, and the Frostwolf Clan has suffered heavy casualties!

Orgrim hung the huge hammer in his hand weakly, and stood in the distance watching this scene in amazement.

To this day, he can't tell whether his choice is right or wrong.

It wasn't until Durotan was caught in enemy lines, dragged off the back of the frostwolf by an orc, adding another bony wound to his scarred body from his duel with Gul'dan, that Orgrim couldn't help it.

I saw him roar angrily, turn around, and rush over there with his hammer.

One of the orcs saw through his intentions and rushed over to try to stop him, but Orgrim didn't even look at him, and his body ran forward like a heavy tank, without stopping, and danced twice in the air with the handle of the hammer of destruction in one hand, slamming into the orc's jaw.

"Bang!"

The hammer weighing hundreds of pounds spun and impacted forward, colliding with the orcs weighing hundreds of pounds and rushing forward, both sides contained powerful power, naturally it exploded with a dull thunderous sound, but Orgrim's power was stronger after all, and the power of the hammer of destruction was not covered.

A puddle of blood exploded in the orc's jaw, and it flew backwards, falling unconscious.

With just one blow, Orgrim killed the orc, and in such a domineering way!

He quickly made peace with Durotan, and the two looked at each other in silence, and without a word of refuge, they both rushed towards Gul'dan's position.

Beside him was the deafening sound of killing, the sound of gold and iron, the shouting of humans, and the muffled roar of orcs, which played the main theme of war.

Whatever the outcome, for both humans and orcs, this is destined to be a war that will go down in history!

……

The upwind trail that connects the twilight forest with the marsh of sorrow, which had been sunny not long ago, has become gloomy and dark, and the clouds overhead seem to have swallowed up the light by some monster, and the quiet and dark forest and the dry reeds in the distance make it even more terrifying.

At the heart of this dark and dead silence is the Karazhan Magic Tower.

Anyang silently took a few steps forward and picked up Medivan's chicken leg cane.

The staff, whose full name is "The Staff of Legend of the Guardian of Aetiyès", is undoubtedly the legendary artifact of the entire Azeroth Staff, a sacred treasure coveted by mages, which once made Khadgar seem to be terrified even to take it, but at this time it fell into his hands so easily.

An Yang glanced at Khadgar, who had been completely unconscious, and the corpse of Medivan, who was constantly radiating huge energy in the pool, and directly put the staff into the carry-on space, before walking down, step by step to Karazhan's huge library, and casually flipped through a book and read it.

This tome is called Arcane Energy Principles, and it's one of the more advanced and difficult books in magic.

It didn't take long for him to stop.

Anyway, there are so many books here, he will definitely not be able to finish reading them for a while, and it will be difficult to understand the meaning of these books in a short time, so he still has to scan and archive this knowledge as soon as possible, so that it is much more convenient whether he wants to learn it himself or enrich the imperial knowledge base.

Anyang put most of the tome back in its place, he had already made up his mind to occupy the castle for a short time.

In order not to be disturbed and to be able to concentrate on the scan, it is better for him to have a valid reason.

Working with Khadgar is a great choice, as this is the titular successor to the Guardian!

And...... This guy is stunned and coaxing!

When Anyang returned to the top of Karazhan, he found that the remaining arcane energy in Medivan's body was gradually tearing through the space here, and when he saw this scene, he immediately gasped, as if he expected the day when the entire top of the tower would be swallowed up by the twisted void extremely slowly.

"Hiss......"

He couldn't imagine what kind of powerful power he could have to tear apart the space with the power that overflowed from his body after death.

Fortunately, he is familiar with the plot, otherwise how can such a demigod exist that humans can defeat?

An Yang thought for a moment and hurriedly moved Khadgar not far away, lest he be torn to pieces by the power that overflowed after Medivan's death.

Albeit...... It looks as if he defeated Medivan.

[I owe everyone two watches, and when I go home, I will compensate for the four watches. ] 】

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