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Chapter 1633: Terrible Shining Gold Town One

"Stormwind City is in danger."

Krasus found Robbie and shared the information about the Red Dragon Queen with a look of gloating on his face.

Now that the world of Draenor is filled with holy light, animals and plants have mutated, and no one knows what the future will be like, the two major orc clans of Highmaul and Frostfire Ridge have only one way to escape to Azeroth.

Robbie didn't care and said with a smile: "Are you here to remind me because you are worried about Silvermoon City?"

Crassus nodded and said firmly:

"If ogres and orcs enter Azeroth from Karazhan, Dalaran will definitely declare neutrality immediately. Stormwind City will be without a king and will soon be captured, and all humans will become slaves.

After capturing Ironforge, the Lightforged Orcs at Light's Hope Chapel may be able to resist for a while, but I'm not optimistic about them, as the Lightforged Orcs' weaknesses have long been figured out."

Robbie said easily: "It is not that easy to capture Stormwind City. Moreover, it is difficult for ogres and orcs to unite. Once they are frustrated, internal strife will occur."

Krasus did not believe in the strength of Stormwind City: "I understand the strength of humans. The strongest ones are the two guardians and the Dalaran mage. Unfortunately, the guardians are on the opposite side of humanity. Dalaran is just a meat warehouse for the orcs.

However, this is a good opportunity for me."

"What chance?" Robbie asked in surprise.

Krasus said mysteriously: "I have detected subtle information. Medivh and our queen are in the same group. They are both controlled by the ancient evil from the Maw. The queen and Medivh are not in harmony. It can be said that they have a deep hatred.

If Stormwind needs help, I can suggest the Queen help deal with the ogres and orcs."

Robbie smiled and asked: "What price will Stormwind City have to pay?"

"King." Krasus said without thinking: "Onyxia can become the countess of Stormwind City, why can't I become the king."

Robbie patted him on the shoulder and said: "Since you are interested, let's go to Karazhan to investigate."

Karazhan, deep underground.

The walls of the cave are inlaid with countless magic crystals, illuminating the cave as if it were daylight. Below is a raging underground river.

Directly above the underground river, countless dark chains crisscrossed each other, lifting a portal made of cast iron.

A suspended portal, as long as the chain is destroyed, it will fall into the underground river without a trace.

Father Twilight, also known as Medivh, was still wearing a hooded black robe, standing in front of the portal with his hands behind his back.

Behind him is a tree man with green leaves, looking at the portal in front of him with a complicated expression.

After Theramore's Gate of Light was sealed, Highmaul and Frostfire Ridge were in dire straits at the same time. At this critical moment, the relationship between the two parties became subtle, and they reached a private intention to cooperate.

Durotan found the diary left by Thrall in his early years and learned about Medivh and Karazhan.

Head of State Mal'gok searched out the relic left by Garrosh from Grommash Fortress, a fragment of the hourglass of time and space.

It is with this fragment that Highmaul is able to send people into Azeroth.

As a result, the two parties hit it off immediately, reached an intention to cooperate, and decided to send a messenger to Medivh for help.

Unfortunately, the choice of messenger is a problem. Since both parties do not trust each other, they need a representative that everyone can trust.

Gorgrond, the strongest original thorn beast, and the eternal Tarna, became the most suitable candidate.

When Draenor entered the Age of Holy Light, Tarna also sensed something unusual and was eager to escape, so he agreed.

Tarna transformed into a treant and entered Azeroth. He was very lucky and successfully found Medivh. He asked Medivh to build a portal based on the thousands of years of savings of Highmaul, Frostwolf, and Thor clans.

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Medivh was very interested in the Titan ruins in Highmaul and the Gronn skulls of the Thor clan, so he agreed.

"Look, this is the great miracle I built." Medivh said proudly:

"A portal suspended on an underground river. No one in Azeroth has such technology except me."

Tarna muttered dissatisfied: "Are you worried that the ogres and orcs will regret it? This is not like the style of a guardian."

Medivh smiled and said: "Don't forget that you are running for your lives. You entered Azeroth through the fragments of the time and space hourglass, and thought that you really escaped from Draenor safely? You have lived in the world of Draenor for many years, and you have already left a deep legacy.

With such a deep mark, as long as you meet a bronze dragon or an interstellar mage like me, I can easily send you back."

This is not alarmist. Eternal Tarna has lived for countless years. Although he does not understand some advanced magic, he has at least heard of it.

Medivh waved his hand and said: "As long as you pass through my portal, the mark on you can be completely erased. Theramore's Gate of Holy Light is not qualified to compare."

"I want to discuss the selection of candidates." Tarna did his duty and argued hard: "The ogres and orcs each have five hundred people, which is too few."

"The items you can take out can only change so many people through the portal."

Medivh spoke firmly: "Although I am not worried about ogres and orcs bringing chaos to Azeroth, after all, I have caused greater chaos, but you are different from the orcs, the orcs are only used by me, and you are just

A deal."

Tarna frowned: "What the orcs brought out was far inferior to Highmaul, so why are there only five hundred people?"

"This is for balance." Medivh said with a smile: "Besides, the size of the ogres is much larger than that of the orcs, so I don't care."

Tarna continued to fight hard, and his juices gushed out, but unfortunately, once Medivh decided, he would not change.

In Highmaul, Head of State Mal'gok received the summons and could only sigh helplessly.

"Just five hundred, it's better than being trapped in Draenor."

Margok looked up at the sky, then quickly lowered his head, with golden light flashing in front of his eyes.

Holy light continued to pour into Draenor, and the entire world underwent great changes. The original blue sky disappeared, and the sky was shrouded in a layer of golden dazzling light.

Now that things have happened, Margok deeply regrets that he should not have coveted the power of the Holy Light and worked hard to build the Great Pyramid, which brought disaster to the world of Draenor.

Mar'gok summoned the Ogre Slayer and the Earth Elemental Lord Tectus, pointing to the location of Goldshire on the map of Azeroth.

"This is the Kingdom of Stormwind, and there lives a kind of creature called human, which is the same race of Medivh, Khadgar, and Jaina. After you arrive in Karazhan, you first learn how to become a human through Medivh's literature, and then sneak into the Flash Gold

We will conduct reconnaissance in the town and prepare for the occupation of Stormwind Kingdom."

Tectus asked angrily: "Are all human beings archmages?"

Margok was stunned for a moment: "Idiot, humans are just weak flesh-and-blood creatures. There are very few strong ones among them. If you are willing, you can directly destroy Goldsmith Town."

The Ogre Butcher grinned: "Master Fuhrer, what are we waiting for? Why not directly enslave these weak creatures and turn them into our food."

Margok said with an indifferent expression: "Azeroth is very complex, and there are many incredible existences. You are only going there for reconnaissance this time, and you are absolutely not allowed to cause trouble, otherwise I will not be able to spare you."


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