Killing the many alliances in the Shadowmoon Void Camp did not consume much of Medivh's power.
Against the prophet Velen and the village of Anboli, he only had a taste of it and got a little serious.
Medivh's ultimate goal is the Land of the Falling Moon.
In fact, there are many fledgling adventurers in the Alliance who do not know the meaning of the "bloody word" of fate.
Not everyone understands these lessons condensed with countless blood.
Especially those noble children who dare not participate in the battle tonight. They naively believe that the fortress is an extremely safe home.
When the piercing alarm sounded, many people were still waiting and watching, at a loss.
They didn't know the tragedy at Shadowmoon Mage's camp, let alone the sacrifices made in the confrontation in Amboli Village.
When Medivh brought Med'an to the sky above the Land of the Falling Moon, many adventurers who didn't know the depth were still looking up to watch the excitement.
Medivh's eyes swept over the entire Land of the Falling Moon, looking for the center point and the best position to cast the spell.
Looking at the living beings below, most of them were running for their lives and struggling to hide in the shelter. There were still a few who stopped to watch and giggled. This scene changed Medivh's mood and touched the softness in Medivh's heart.
He hesitated slightly.
"Made'an, do you think we are doing this right?"
"Father, they are the Alliance. The Alliance and the Horde are naturally at odds with each other and will never stop. The so-called peace is just a temporary delay, an excuse to deceive those fools. We will eventually eradicate the Alliance and purify the entire Azeroth, leaving only the Horde, oh,
No, except for the orcs, all other races should be exterminated, we are only using them."
Med'an, who has the appearance of an orc, naturally speaks for the orcs.
Stars were spinning in the eyes of the astral mage, and he said seriously: "I traveled among the stars and saw the destruction of too many races. Life always has to pay a price. Living is not that easy."
Medivh grinned and smiled self-deprecatingly:
"Even I will occasionally show mercy. Unfortunately, this universe is cruel, cold, and merciless. The creatures in Azeroth are not perfect, and a new species is needed to control everything."
"When I met the orcs in Draenor, I was extremely excited. The orcs are the closest race to perfection. They are cruel, easy to kill, and ruthless. They will be cowardly when necessary. They are born without moral restraints, but they can speak out loud.
Chanting benevolence, righteousness and morality. They can talk about glory, but never hesitate to kill their opponents in the most despicable way. They can steal everything from the enemy, leaving only the last cold steamed bun, but they can make the enemy burst into tears.
.They keep talking about peace, but they want to take away the most fertile land. They know how to use all the power to strengthen themselves. They know how difficult it is to survive, how to compete, and how to kill all potential enemies is the hope for the continuation of the race.
, their perfection makes me happy.”
"Med'an, when you have the same insight into the human heart as I do, you will see how dark the human heart is, entangled with conscience and evil thoughts, and coexisting with kindness and cruelty. I was worried that you would be affected and lose yourself, so I never taught you true thinking.
Reading ability. I have seen countless mixed thoughts, like piles of messy garbage. Only the orcs' thinking is simple and pure, only pure killing, extermination, and obtaining living space by any means."
"I don't know the outcome of this, but if I'm wrong, let the world be wrong too. If I'm crazy, let the world be crazy with me. Mortals, this is the fate you asked for. Don't blame anyone.
Man, there is no mercy in this universe. I want you to know that under the stars, there is only cruelty and blood."
Medivh's face was ferocious, and the terrifying demon image overlapped with his figure.
Medivh was extremely terrifying at this moment. Even Med'an, who was closest to him, felt panic in his heart and felt fear from the bottom of his heart.
Evil power and arcane energy intertwined, Medivh smiled cruelly, and a huge mana bomb was completed in his hands, and was thrown towards the center of the Land of the Falling Moon.
It was the best piece of land in the Land of the Falling Moon, Robbie's childhood friend, and Rehoboam's stronghold.
"Oh my god, what is that?"
"Mana bomb, Theramore, no."
"Isn't the Focusing Iris taken back by the Blue Dragon Clan?"
"What are you still discussing? Run away for your life."
.......
An invisible hand barely held up the falling mana bomb.
"Teacher, you can't do this." Khadgar shouted loudly at Falling Star Watch.
"Poor Khadgar, you know what kind of power you are fighting against, yet you still overestimate your capabilities. My dear disciple, your stupidity makes people laugh." Medivh smiled cruelly, raised his right hand and pressed down hard.
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In just a moment, Khadgar's face was covered with blood. He tried his best to delay the mana bomb, and proved with his actions that the commander was worth his money.
Finally, the mana bomb fell.
The world turned into black and white. In the Land of the Falling Moon, the fortresses that the Alliance had worked so hard to build turned into deep purple under the entangled power, like purple crystal, and like fine glass.
Each figure was still, as white as a plaster statue, with only fear remaining on the face.
A breeze blew by, and the buildings collapsed, and the miserable figures swayed, telling the story of this desolate tragedy.
Medivh did not look at the ruins of the wall, he just looked at the night sky quietly.
"It's good weather again."
A portal leading to nowhere opened, and Medivh stepped in calmly.
Med'an, on the other hand, looked back at the tragic image of the Land of the Falling Moon. At this moment, all he could see in his eyes was killing and cruelty.
Robbie and Vanessa rush to the Shadowmoon Mage camp.
Robbie met the elf girl Beiqing. Yuyue, the happy, carefree night elf was gone. She knelt in front of a pile of dust and cried bitterly. Sori. Beast Taming, the most advanced adventure in the Land of the Falling Moon
The man died, leaving only a broken bow of the ancient guardian.
"He was trying to save me." Bei Qing's beautiful eyes lost their luster due to excessive sadness: "I can't even bring back his body. I don't know what's going on in the world, but I know something is wrong."
Cruelty makes people grow, and sacrifice makes people mature, but the price is too high.
Robbie watched silently. There were too many sacrifices tonight. The extreme sorrow and anger made people excited. Robbie felt that he had to do something and try his best to change everything.
Vanessa shook her head, she didn't know how to comfort her. She could only leave with Robbie, and the two of them rushed to Emboli Village.
"Ever since the Molten Core, something has gone wrong in this world."
Vanessa's voice was heavy: "Powerful beings have been swept away one by one, and the order of checks and balances has lost its balance. When Deathwing falls, there will be no power in this world that can threaten the guardians."
"Absolute strength brings absolute power and absolute willfulness." Robbie concluded and sighed silently.
In Ambori Village, Yrel cried loudly while holding the body of his sister Samara.
When Velen was using Life Link, Samara was taking care of the wounded. Life Link consumed everyone's vitality equally. Samara did not hesitate to tear off the links of the wounded and link them all to herself.
The wounded survived, and Samara closed her eyes forever.
"Yrel." Velen staggered: "Forget all this..." (To be continued)