Different from what the fearful Prell expected, Medivh did not get angry because of this. He just looked at Prell with complicated eyes, remained silent for a long time, and asked: "How do you know so much about that period of history in the past?"
Clear?"
Prell was stunned for a moment. In fact, from the beginning when he answered the conversation and told this period of history, he began to regret it, feeling that he had not controlled his mouth.
But Medivh was not angry or angry, which made him feel a little incredible. Even the little flattery he said in his words made him wonder if he was really right.
Then he rolled his eyes slightly: "I am the patron of the Holy Light. The Holy Light will tell me everything. I can see clearly about the past of this universe and the past of this world!"
Medivh is obviously not a magician. In fact, almost all mages are atheists, because the more thoroughly they study magic, the clearer they can see some of the basic rules of the world.
"Really? Can the Holy Light really tell you everything in the past? Then let me ask, is Garona still alive?" Medivh asked in a teasing tone of disbelief.
"She is living in seclusion in a forest to the west of Deadwind Pass. I think you can ask some other questions!" Prell also took the risk. He felt that since he had said many things that he should not have said, he should not
I don't care about these two sentences anymore.
Medivh's eyes suddenly became more complicated. Rexxar listened for a long time before finally interjecting and asking: "Well...the Garona you are talking about, is her full name Garona Haversen? She is a person who once killed
The female assassin of the former human king of Stormwind City?"
Prell nodded, and Medivh replaced his answer with silence. A layer of sweat broke out on Rexxar's forehead. He suddenly felt that this world was a bit unbelievable.
In the understanding of the orcs, Garona was a spy sent by Gul'dan to contact humans, and was the hero who killed King Llane Wrynn. But now, judging from Prell's somewhat ambiguous tone
, Garona seems to have known Medivh for a long time.
Rexxar naturally does not know some secrets about the orcs, and Prell does not intend to tell these stories in front of Medivh. He feels that if his group can leave here safely, if Rexxar asks again
, he definitely doesn’t mind telling those gossip stories to his companions.
Seeing Medivh fell into silence, Prell couldn't help but add another sentence: "Mr. Medivh, I think you should pay more attention to Headwind Pass and Dusk Forest. I think you can understand about Ms. Garona.
To learn more about your personal matters..."
Medivh looked at Prell and the kobold's eyes. He hesitated to speak, but finally nodded silently. Since being resurrected by his mother with the remaining magic power to maintain youth, Medivh began to remain anonymous and silently
He traveled around the world, trying to atone for the huge mistakes he had made.
Originally, Medivh was just curious about the Prell team. After all, there were kobolds, harpies, quilboars, hybrids of orcs and ogres, pandaren and mountain giants in one team at the same time. Several races and professions.
, he thought this was an adventurous team.
Out of curiosity, and at the same time discovering that this team was aware of his own spell that blocked the hidden location, Medivh felt that perhaps no other race on the continent of Kalimdor could recognize him, so he became curiously interested and wanted to meet this team.
Have a conversation.
However, as soon as they met, he was shocked by the historical knowledge that Prell had, and he had a rare love for talents. So he asked: "So Prell, the Holy Light allows you to see the potential threats in this world."
And is it dangerous?"
Prell asked: "Which aspect are you referring to? Is it about the orcs, the Burning Legion or the Ancient Gods?" Medivh thought for a while: "About the Burning Legion!"
Prell pointed to the north: "The Burning Legion is unwilling to fail in the world of Azeroth. I think with your ability, maybe you can set your sights on the north, where the next threat to this world is!"
Medivh nodded solemnly: "Thank you for the reminder, I will pay attention to it!" He thought for a moment and looked at Prell and Rexxar: "As for the future of the orcs, where do you think it is?"
"
Rexxar shook his head in pain. He felt that the orcs had no future. Prell was not sure whether Thrall had escaped from Durnholde Castle at this time. He said cautiously: "The orcs' homeland has been completely destroyed.
, Azeroth is their new home. Maybe they can rebuild their home somewhere in this world!"
Medivh looked at the burning brazier: "You are right, my kobold friend. Facing the threats in this world, the best solution is to cooperate. I have to say that the Holy Light has indeed taught you a lot, forgive me.
Discourteous, you are the most intelligent kobold I have ever seen!"
Prell did not speak, although it was indeed a proud thing to receive such praise from a powerful mage. But he felt that perhaps Medivh was already planning to guide the orcs westward to Kalimdor.
So he asked: "Are the orcs still imprisoned in human detention centers?" Medivh laughed: "Didn't the Holy Light tell you these things?"
Prell was speechless. He was not sure how many years had passed since the Dark Portal opened. Lexa couldn't remember clearly. And even if Lexa could tell clearly, he couldn't remember clearly.
Exactly when did you lead the orcs to Kalimdor?
Medivh laughed for a while, probably finally deflating the kobold in front of him who claimed to be blessed by the Holy Light and knew everything, and made him feel better, so he said: "The orcs have regrouped in the Alterac Mountains, and this world
There will be a new war! "
Rexxar frowned: "Which clan escaped? Is it the Frostwolf clan? Are they going to start a new war and prepare to completely send the miserable race of orcs into the endless abyss?"
Medivh shook his head: "It was not initiated by the Frostwolf clan. I am still paying close attention to them. I think this time the war may be a little different!"
Rexxar was still extremely angry. He had a deep sense of powerlessness. Combined with some of the history that Prell had just told, he discovered that the orcs were also deceived and enslaved by the Burning Legion. In the end, they were deceived by their own people and came to another world.
The world was engaged in an unjust war.
But now that the orc war has been provoked again, he feels very heartbroken because he doesn't know whether the orc race can still be called a race and continue to exist in this world.
Rexxar continued to ask: "So, can you tell me more about the orcs?" Medivh shook his head again: "As for the future of the orcs, I can't see more clearly through the thick mists of time.
But I believe that maybe it won’t be long before some news will spread throughout the world.”
He changed the topic and looked at Prell: "Actually, I'm very curious about you and your team. Can you tell me what your plans are for the kobolds? About the future of this world?"
Prell shrugged: "There are too many potential threats in this world. I just try my best and do something if I can!"
Realizing that the kobold in front of him was no longer as exhaustive as he had just told about that period of history, Medivh did not continue to ask questions. He looked at Prell's friends one by one, especially between Lestalen and
Pandaren Lao Chen paid more attention to him.
Prell looked at Medivh eagerly: "So, respected mage, do you have any tasks for us?" He felt that if he could have a little relationship with this powerful mage, maybe he would benefit a lot in the future.
shallow.
But Medivh just shook his head and said in a joking tone: "With the guidance of the Holy Light, I think you already understand what you should do. Don't you, kobold?"
Seemingly exhausted, Medivh shook his staff slightly and said: "I have taken the liberty to guide you to me, so I won't delay your continued journey! Wherever you are going, maybe I can send you to me."
Just take it as a small compensation for delaying your journey!"
Prell thought for a while and said: "We are going to the Gale Valley." Medivh used his staff to hold a little above the brazier, and a map was immediately reflected in the firelight. He snapped his fingers casually, and the map expanded. Prell looked carefully.
At first glance, it turned out to be a map of the Gale Valley.
He immediately understood what Medivh meant, so he walked over and pointed with his finger: "We want to go there!"
Medivh waved his staff: "Okay, please don't worry, I will teleport you there!" He did not recite a spell, but just made a simple casting action. Prell felt his eyes light up, and the soles of his feet
A shining light rose up, and when he reacted again, he was already standing at the foot of the mountain on the south side of the Gale Canyon.
Behind him, his friends were also teleported collectively. Prell was so envious that he once again felt that if he could become a mage, how much would it be like!
Among the people present, except for Rexxar, no one else knew Medivh's identity. Even though Prell's story described Medivh's past, they had not experienced or understood the two orc invasion wars. They had no idea about Medivh's identity.
Medivh did not have a sufficient understanding.
I just felt that this mysterious mage was really powerful, and he teleported everyone collectively with a wave of his hand. Everyone looked at the north with envy and confusion, where several mountain peaks were still shrouded in clouds, and it was no longer possible to tell which one was Medivh.
The place of seclusion.
Old Chen's eyes were equally complicated. He looked at Prell and said seriously: "My friend, do you also know about Y'Shaarj?" Prell nodded. Old Chen did not continue to ask, he just gently said
Sighed.
Rexxar had many problems, but when he heard Medivh say that the orc army had begun to gather in the Alterac Mountains again, he couldn't help but worry. From his knowledge, he followed the orc army to the world of Azeroth.
, the Frostwolf clan was exiled for opposing Gul'dan, and has been living in the snow-capped land of the Alterac Mountains ever since.
Unlike other warlike orc clans, the Frostwolf clan has always behaved very peacefully. They also advocate nature and love peace. However, Medivh's unclear words made it unclear whether the Frostwolf clan suddenly raised its flag.
Gather the orcs who have fled everywhere due to defeat in preparation for another war.
Lexa didn't think that Prell could see what happened in another continent. He was extremely panicked. For the first time, he felt despair, anger, helplessness, disappointment and other emotions that made his mind confused.
Sensing Rexxar's anomaly, Prell said persuadingly: "This time the Orc War may be really different. Didn't Medivh say that he will continue to pay attention. Rexxar, my friend, please don't worry.
, maybe the orcs have found another road. But on that road, war is still inevitable! "
Lexa forced a smile. He was grateful for Prell's consolation, but he still felt uneasy. Prell hesitated for a long time, wondering whether he should tell him about Thrall, but in the end he said nothing.
He felt that he had said too much. Regarding the future, he could not make more predictions. What if there were changes in the future?
On the other hand, the mountain giants Koluzik and Belgar were full of curiosity about Medivh. Koluzik had been living in Feralas. Although his tribe occasionally communicated with the night elves, it was only limited to the vicinity of Feralas.
It's not very clear what happened on the Eastern Kingdom continent.
Belga agreed. There was no need to question Medivh's power. He was just curious about Medivh and felt that the history told by Prell could be more detailed.
Prior did not continue to tell everything he knew about Medivh, but looked at the sky and said: "We will continue to move southeast. When we rest in the evening, I will be happy to tell you more things."