Menethil's Power

Chapter 483 Lone Star
What is happening in Northrend at this moment will inevitably affect the present and future of the entire Azeroth, but in this world, various important events are likely to happen at the same time, and we cannot just limit ourselves to one place if we look at it from a historical perspective. .

At this time in Ashenvale of Kalimdor, the newborn tribe led by Thrall had to fight a frontal battle with the natural army of the shadow elves. As the most powerful race in Azeroth for thousands of years, the night elves' military strength is naturally not comparable to that of the alliance during the orc war. The orcs have encountered the most difficult enemy since they arrived in Azeroth.

This is an inevitable battle, as far as no one can prevent it from happening, and this first war between the two races is bound to last for a long time, although the result can be roughly predicted, but the details But no one can make it clear.

The night elves' victory is inevitable, but what price will they have to pay?Will the two sides reach some default balance?

Compared with Northrend, some existences that are more sensitive to the timeline are focusing on this place where the stars shine. Whether it is Medivh or the Bronze Dragon, they seem to think that the situation on the Horde side is easier for Azeroth. Adams' timeline has uncontrollable effects.

If you go further south from Ashenvale, along the raging River of Wrath, you will arrive at a barren land that looks like a savannah. barren place.

This used to be the ancestral home of the tauren, but suffered from the misfortune of the centaur, so not long ago the tauren moved to Mulgore with the help of Thrall. Now there are only a few powerful centaur tribes left here, some Elemental creatures and beasts, a few daring adventurers, and a wanderer.

On the desolate land, there are three strong but lonely figures.

"I've been wandering alone for many years, Misha, and sometimes even I get tired of this endless loneliness,"

"I have been observing other races. I have seen their quarrels, their ruthlessness, and their wars will only scar the earth, and let countless creatures go to death."

"No, they are not to be trusted, only slightly better than some cunning beasts."

He babbled like this, while Misha, the she-bear with runes engraved on her body, listened quietly. Although she couldn't understand such complicated words, she was still an excellent listener.

And in the back, War Pig Hofer groaned and chirped, as a way to comfort its owner.

The master of the two beasts, a tall humanoid creature in the dusty world, was at the forefront. He had the build of an orc, but was much taller than ordinary orcs, and his rough skin was a dull brown-yellow.He is Rexxar Rema, son of Leorox, heir of the Moknatha clan.

Moknatha is a small clan living in the Blade's Edge Mountains. Its members are basically a hybrid of orcs and ogres. Ogres are strong and powerful, while orcs are relatively more intelligent. Luckily for Rexxar, he inherited What is the merit of these two races.

He used to be a member of the tribe. When Gul'dan recruited all the orc clans in Draenor to form a tribe, Rexxar's father, Leorox, rejected the invitation because the population of Moknatha was too small, and To compete with the ogres in Blade's Edge Mountain for survival resources, the patriarch was also full of doubts about Gul'dan's vision of "conquering another world".

But his son, the young Rexxar, didn't think so. The young man's passion and impulsiveness made him think that his clan should not only focus on the Blade's Edge Mountain, so he joined the tribe in his own name. He soon discovered that the truth was not what he thought.

Due to his half-ogre blood, Rexxar has always been underestimated in the tribe, and has little chance to fight. Because of his natural affinity with beasts, he was arranged to take care of the wargs, and at the same time, the atrocities of the orcs It made Rexxar uncomfortable and confused, he felt that they had slowly turned into monsters who only knew bloodthirsty killing.

With the defeat of the Horde in the Second War, Ner'zhul, who was still the chief of the Shadowmoon clan at that time, decided to take the risk, steal the artifact of Azeroth and open the portal to the world of the heavens in Draenor, Rexxar Finally, there is a combat mission to guard the Dark Portal with the Warsong clan.

It was in this battle that Rexxar made a decision that changed his life.

The Horde is over, and the warsong clan's participation in the battle can't change anything. In the melee, an orc warlock was fatally injured, and he chose Rexxar to absorb his life to restore himself.

Rexxar was rescued by his dire wolf companion, Harasa, and the fearless creature stood in front of his master, taking the warlock's life drain, which revived the orc warlock, while Harasa died.

The enraged Rexxar directly killed the warlock with an axe, and then left the battlefield without looking back. At that time, the Dark Portal was closed, and he had no way to return to his hometown, so he could only wander in Azeroth.

Unlike the orcs who are still fighting against the alliance, Rexxar has no interest in fighting humans any more. He arrived at the goblin port of Booty Bay, where he took a boat to Kalimdor, and then on this continent He tamed four new animal companions while wandering aimlessly in the middle of the country.

Misha the war bear, Hoffer the porcupine, Spire the war eagle flying in the sky, and Leok the wyvern.Of course there was Harasa, Rexxar subconsciously touched his wolfskin hood, this loyal beast was accompanying its master in another form.

If nothing else, this wandering life will continue until his soul returns to his ancestors.

Misha stopped suddenly and roared in a low voice, while Hofer suddenly became a little restless. Rexxar immediately noticed their abnormalities and became alert. He raised his head and sniffed, and smelled a faint There is a sulphurous smell like nothing, and the direction seems to be southwest.

The surrounding soil has also changed, the taupe ground with little vegetation is turning into dark black.

This should be the reason why Misha and Hofer suddenly became vigilant. This smell is obviously not what should be in nature.

Rexxar called out in his heart, and a loud cry came from the sky, which was the response from Warhawk Spire, and the scene that Rexxar could see changed rapidly, turning into a bird's-eye view.

This is viewed through the eyes of Spire the Eagle, and both Rexxar and his pet have a very strong spiritual bond.

Rexxar remembered that this area used to be the habitat of a group of kodo beasts, but now it can be proved that these giant beasts once existed are just some scattered huge bones, on this land that has become pure black , Rexxar saw a lot of strong or enchanting or ugly creatures, they all have one thing in common, that is, creatures that don't look like this world at all.

Rexxar knew the identities of these monsters. He had seen warlocks summon these demons from another dimension. Because those guys who played with fel energy and shadows were his most hated professions, Rexxar had a very deep memory.

But why do demons appear here in large numbers?
Rexxar frowned slightly, and asked Spirella to get closer, and then he saw some glowing doors, more monsters came out of the doors, and these portals were maintained by some humanoid creatures, Sibire's eyesight was excellent, and he could clearly see the green skin and fangs of these humanoid creatures.

It turned out to be Rexxar's relatives in a certain sense, orcs.

Earlier, Rexxar heard from the two goblin merchants, Kizeldon and Smead, who traveled back and forth in Desolace, that some orcs escaped from the human shelters and established a new tribe in the north. Their leader is Thrall. , which is an Anthropocene name, and the meaning is not beautiful.

Are these warlocks who summon demons related to that new tribe?Do the orcs still have to work with demons after they have experienced such a big lesson?
Rexxar stopped this "hawk eye technique" in the true sense, narrowed his eyes, a dangerous light flashed in his pupils.

Now that he discovered this situation, he wanted to investigate. Although he was disappointed with the orcs and had no expectations for this new tribe, the appearance of these demons would definitely directly threaten all life on this land.

He knew that these demons should be quite threatening, but it didn't matter, he had his partners, reliable partners.

The hunt has begun.

……

Eastern Kingdoms, Lordaeron, Royal Military Academy.

Although Dalaran Floating Void City flew over, but because of Luo Ning's decisive and correct decision-making, neither the college's buildings nor the students suffered any loss.

The students retreated to the underground laboratory and the Wandering Isle returned. They didn't feel any fear or joy. Instead, they were discussing this legendary battle that broke out suddenly and ended quickly. There was dissatisfaction, because if they were not forced to evacuate, they should have seen the miracle released by His Royal Highness Isaacs.

But at this time, there was no relaxed atmosphere in Dean Luo Ning's office. Archmage Vargos looked dull and seemed a little decadent.

Apparently, this archmage, who had not been back from Quel'Thalas for a long time, already knew what had happened in the past few days. Dalaran's transformation from the glorious city of magic to its destruction was only a matter of a few hours.

"I know the situation is a bit unacceptable." Luo Ning rubbed his brows with some headaches, "But you are already the only archmage left, you must cheer up, and you have to bear the heavy responsibility of rebuilding the Kirin Tor. "

It's hard to describe Luo Ning's current mood. He was both shocked and regretful about the loss of Dalaran. At the same time, he was a little fortunate. If he hadn't decided to be loyal to His Highness, he would probably be in the city of mages now. , with the fall of Dalaran, he became an undead whose soul could not be freed.

"Rebuild the Kirin Tor? How is this possible?" Vargos twitched the corner of his mouth, sort of smiling.

Even the core area flew away, the high-end human mages were almost wiped out, and it was almost impossible for Quel'Thalas to be willing to join forces with humans to re-establish a magic monopoly organization. The Kirin Tor is almost a historical term.

An era is over.

Although it is only the fall of the city of Dalaran, so many mages were killed and injured, which is a loss for all human beings and even Azeroth as a whole. The development of magic in the country can also be said to be a good thing?
After all, the establishment of Dalaran was mainly for the convenience of mages to unite against the threat of another world that broke into Azeroth, mainly demons, but as time went by, this responsibility has almost existed in name only.

"No matter what, there will always be some mages who just have missions like you to survive." Luo Ning still persuaded patiently: "Someone needs to reorganize them, so that the Kirin Tor can continue, and to The Scourge's vengeance."

"You're right." Vargus finally regained his spirits, "At least we will take revenge on the traitor who caused all this." He said viciously, almost gnashing his teeth.

"If I remember correctly, since the core castles have all flown away, the original communication system of Dalaran will also be gone." Luo Ning said empathetically: "Then we can only use the remaining communication system in Dalaran The teleportation point, I have sent people to guard there, as long as those mages who have gone out teleport back, they will be brought to the academy immediately."

Lordaeron's execution efficiency has always been very high.

"Aha, it seems that the first batch of people has arrived." Luo Ning said, looking towards the door, trying to show a cheerful expression.

It was Paltress who entered the door, and the priest had a strange expression, "Two mage teams have arrived at the academy, but one of the mage Karnes fell to his death unfortunately..."

Misfortune...falling to death...

This should be the most embarrassing way for a mage to die. Even the corners of Vargus's mouth twitched.

"I'll send someone to install fall prevention facilities in the Dalaran giant pit." Luo Ning reacted quickly, and he immediately expressed his lack of consideration.

"No need!" Vargos immediately refused, with a look of shame, "There is no need to do this. 1 If there is such a fool, he will be sacrificed in the fall of Dalaran."

(End of this chapter)