The combination of these two words makes people feel natural, as if they are a family.
Many Azeroth scholars believe that Medivh is actually an orc.
The people of Stormwind City woke up from their sleep and walked to the streets, looking at the fiery red sky covered with holy light, feeling anxious and uneasy.
There were also a handful of hidden doves of peace who were so excited that their eyes filled with tears and they said to themselves:
"The day has finally come. Humans are only worthy of being food for the orcs. All humans deserve to die. This land should belong to the orcs."
Medivh floated in mid-air, endless holy light gushing out from his body, the light was infinite, as if a god had descended and ruled the world, feeling proud.
At this moment, a voice that made Medivh hate so much sounded.
"Medivh the Eternal Flesh, go back to Orgrimmar, you are just food for the orcs."
"Kel'Thuzad, you old guy is still alive."
Medivh hated him so much that in his early years, Kel'Thuzad was his mortal enemy.
The reason why the Holy Light Legion requested the Heart of Holy Light was because Medivh was no match for Kel'Thuzad.
"Haha, Kel'Thuzad, times have changed, and I want you to know who is the current guardian of Azeroth."
Medivh brewed powerful holy light in his hands, compressed it layer by layer, forming a ball of holy light with a diameter of more than one meter, and blasted towards Stormwind City.
It must be said that Medivh has a unique understanding of the Holy Light and uses the principles of arcane magic to compress the Holy Light.
If this ball of holy light explodes, half of Stormwind City will be razed to the ground.
Kel'Thuzad was calm and composed, and his loud voice echoed in Stormwind City:
"The use of the Light is prohibited in Stormwind City."
boom!
The highly compressed ball of holy light dissipated, and the flames of holy light that filled the sky also disappeared. Medivh only felt an emptiness in his body, and a sense of boredom welled up.
He hurriedly checked and found that the Heart of Holy Light in his body was extinguished.
"What kind of power is this?" Medivh was stunned.
Kel'Thuzad mocked: "Medivine, your understanding of the Holy Light is only superficial. As a top mage, don't you know that you should not use the power given by others easily? The power you don't understand must be terrifying.
The trap will make your life worse than death."
"Damn it, Kel'Thuzad, you want to destroy Azeroth again." Medivh cursed fiercely.
Suddenly, the same song sounded from many places in Stormwind City. The cheerful and beautiful music sounded like a death spell in Medivh's ears.
"Queen Azshara's Praise!"
Medivh was so frightened that he lost his mind. The magic-stealing dragon in his body was about to move and hurriedly turned into a meteor and disappeared into the horizon.
Kel'Thuzad looked at Medivh's retreating back and sighed: "Forbidden Holy Light was originally prepared for the light-forged orcs. Unexpectedly, when Medivh came, this guy came back and was bribed by the Legion of Light.
I'm afraid Azeroth won't be able to calm down again."
Robbie appeared behind Kel'Thuzad and whispered: "With Medivh's character, he will never give up easily. I guess his next stop is Ironforge."
Kel'Thuzad frowned: "Ironforge is the Council of the Three Hammers in name, but it is not. Moira, the daughter of King Bronzebeard, has more and more say, and is gradually alienated from Stormwind City. If she goes to reinforce, not only will she not
Being popular also arouses suspicion."
Robbie was at a loss for what to do for a while. Moira had a stubborn personality and fell into the insufferable category. She did not recognize Stormwind City's dominant position and was difficult to deal with.
According to intelligence from MI7, strange magical fluctuations were detected underground in Ironforge.
Robbie figured out that it was most likely the Bronzebeard King who turned into diamond.
Moira's ability to stand out in the Council of Three Hammers is probably related to the secret help of King Bronzebeard.
Vanessa's slender figure appeared next to Robbie and whispered:
"Dwarves have special respect for their ancestors."
"Ancestor?" Robbie and Kel'Thuzad's eyes lit up at the same time.
Medivh quickly crossed the sky, and when he saw no one was chasing him, he stopped and landed on a mountain peak to rest.
After leaving the area of Stormwind City, the Heart of Holy Light in his body was restored.
Medivh rolled his eyes and decided to find trouble in Ironforge.
Baofeng's failure made him learn a lesson and decided to change his approach, using coercion and inducement.
Ironforge, Throne Room.
The Council of Three Hammers originally had Muradin and Bronzebeard in the middle, with Emera Thaurissan and Falstad Wildhammer on the left and right.
I don't know when it started, but Emera and Muradin Bronzebeard exchanged positions and openly took the lead.
Although Muradin Bronzebeard is Emera's elder, Azeroth has always respected strength.
Ever since Emera burst out with various mysterious powers, Muradin made concessions knowingly.
Medivh failed to attack Stormwind City at night, and the information was transmitted to Ironforge via the subway. The three leaders hurriedly gathered together to discuss.
Emerald was the first to speak: "Medivh came with bad intentions and suffered a defeat in Stormwind City, so he will definitely come to Ironforge."
Muradin Bronzebeard shouted unconvinced: "Are we dwarves easy to bully?"
Emerald glanced at him: "Medivine is the guardian, the most powerful mage in Azeroth, and now he has the power of the Holy Light. Who among us is his opponent?"
Muradin muttered a few words and stopped talking. Although the dwarves are warlike, they are not without brains.
Falstad Wildhammer interrupted: "Why not ask Stormwind City for help?"
Emerald's tone was savage: "Stormwind City has always been stingy and will never share the magic circle that prohibits the Holy Light with Ironforge. What's more, if Stormwind City can protect Ironforge for a while, can it protect it forever? You all know it.
, once the ball of holy light falls, Ironforge will be finished, and our furnace will definitely explode."
Muradin lost his temper: "Medivine wants the land of our dwarves, which is absolutely not allowed. I would rather fight with him."
Facing her elders, Emera shows no mercy:
"Don't you think about your tribe? Because of your impulse, you ruined our entire dwarf tribe to fulfill your bravery?"
Muradin remained silent, Falstad shook his head and said helplessly:
"Emora, whatever your opinion is, we will listen to you."
The corner of Emerald's mouth curled up slightly: "My suggestion is to negotiate with Medivh. As long as we can leave a way for the dwarves to survive, so what if we give up part of the land?"
Muradin roared angrily: "Absolutely not. Our ancestors fought for our land with their lives. How can we give it away for free?"
Emerald immediately retorted: "If my life is gone, what's the point of having land? I've made up my mind, that's it."
The next day, as everyone expected, Medivh came to visit and said straightforwardly:
"I have made arrangements. Ironforge will become the city and rear base of the orcs. All dwarves will join the orcs and build weapons and armor for the orcs."
Emera said flatteringly: "If we can get along well with the orcs, we are willing to share Ironforge with the orcs."
Medivh stared at her coldly: "Who do you think you are? Just a lowly and humble bastard, and you are worthy of being on an equal footing with the noble orcs? You are only worthy of being the slaves of the orcs."
The irritable Muradin slapped the table angrily and stood up. Medivh just glanced at him casually. Muradin spat out blood and retreated, sitting weakly on the ground.
"I am the guardian of Azeroth. If you disobey me, you will be an enemy of the entire Azeroth." Medivh was arrogant and domineering.