Infinite horror begins with Death Comes

Chapter 142 Light Originates from Darkness
Khadgar and Saito rode griffins to Dalaran, which is located in the Crystalsong Forest. It is the base of the Kirin Tor and is full of mages and the Mage Council.

"I thought you were going to teleport here directly, but I didn't expect you to ride a griffin." The two landed at a door and Saito said with a smile.

"I can't be like the Guardian. I'm just a little mage." Khadgar got off the griffin, patted the griffin, and asked it to wait here while he and Saito went inside.

The two of them ran quickly and came to a high tower. There was something about this high tower that did not conform to mechanics. Half of it was floating in the air and there were clouds below. This was a magical world, and it was normal for it not to conform to mechanics.

"Wait for me here." Khadgar said, and started running up the tower.

"Khadgar, you dare to come back here?"

"Get out."

As Khadgar ran up, six old bald men looked at him. One of them had blue eyes and asked angrily.

"I'm here to seek help." Khadgar said as soon as he came in. If he spoke too slowly and was kicked out by these old men, it would be difficult to get in again.

"We will not provide you with any help here. You should have known the consequences of betraying this place on the spot. Now you still want our help?" The old bald man in the lead had a blue light flashing in his hands. He planned to forcibly expel this traitor.

"Guardian Medivh is in trouble." Khadgar spoke quickly. If he was a beat slower, he would have been blasted out.

"What?" The old man stopped what he was doing and looked at him in surprise.

"Guardian Medivh, he has been infected by fel energy. I saw it with my own eyes, that evil aura." After Khadgar finished speaking, the six old men were furious.

"Impossible, this is ridiculous, that's the Guardian of Azeroth."

"Khadgar, do you know what you are talking about?" the old men questioned Khadgar.

"Do you know about the Dark Portal?" Khadgar asked.

"You come back here and slander the Guardian..."

"What is Alodi?" Khadgar took out a piece of paper and held it up and asked. The old man, who was about to take action again, stopped when he saw this and looked at the paper in Khadgar's hand. The blue light in his eyes disappeared.

"How do you know?" the old man asked after a moment of silence.

After a long time, the old man brought Khadgar to a black metal box wrapped in magic.

"what is this?"

"It existed before the birth of the Kirin Tor, and we task it with duties similar to those of the Guardians."

"Only the Kirin Tor Council of Six knows of its existence, and it has always been like this. But you mentioned the Dark Portal, which is impossible..." Before the old man finished his words, the black box opened a door.

"What's going on? Should we go in?" Khadgar felt something inside calling him.

"I don't know." The old man answered very straightforwardly. This kind of situation had never happened before, and when it suddenly appeared, the old man didn't know what to do.

Khadgar entered the room anyway. As soon as he entered, the road behind him disappeared. He looked inside. Everything around him was as black as water waves, with only a faint light not far away. "Khadgar," an old female voice said, somewhat weakly.

"I know you, the dark shadow in the library. Are you Alodi?" Khadgar asked carefully while looking at the man in front of him.

"No, Alodi is the first guardian." The old and weak voice sounded again.

"I used the last bit of my strength to summon you here. The guardian did not betray us, but was controlled by the devil. If we don't stop him, this world will be destroyed."

"Medivh? There's no way I can beat a Guardian." Khadgar shook his head quickly. He just came here to seek help, but asking a small mage to fight against a legendary mage, isn't that asking him to die?
"Guardian is just a title. The real guardians of this world are the people themselves. I know you saw something that the Kirin Tor could not see. That's why you left them. No one can defeat the dark forces alone. No one."

"I don't understand what you want me to do?" Khadgar wanted to complain. This old woman said so much. Did she want him to kill Medivh with her mouth? He felt that he was being cheated.

"No, you know, please trust your friends, work together, and always remember." The old woman turned around, green flashed in her pupils, and her withered skin frightened Khadgar.

"Light comes from darkness, and light emerges from darkness." After saying the last sentence, a dazzling light appeared, illuminating Khadgar so much that he couldn't open his eyes. After covering his eyes with his hands, the light merged into his right arm.

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"Gul'dan, you hypocritical villain." Durotan punched Gul'dan in the face, making Gul'dan step back a few steps, then he quickly stepped forward and punched him with his right fist.

This punch was blocked by Gul'dan, and Gul'dan began to fight back, punching each orc to the flesh. The orcs around watched the duel seriously.

After fighting for half an hour, Gul'dan was clearly at a disadvantage. Durotan had pulled out several bone spurs on his back and knocked out a tooth.

Gul'dan was furious. Taking advantage of Durotan's mistake, fel energy surged up and he grabbed the void at Durotan's chest, causing Durotan to lose a large part of his vitality.

Durotan was not depressed after being sucked, but smiled instead.

"Gul'dan, you cheated, you used fel power, you are not worthy to be the high priest, the Horde does not have weaklings like you." Orgrim the Doomhammer shouted angrily, and with this shout, all the orcs roared.

Gul'dan looked around a little bewildered at the orcs who were filled with anger.

Durotan lay weakly on the ground. He felt his life slipping away, but he also saw the rebirth of the orcs. He wanted to use his death to drive out Gul'dan, the evil warlock and the devil's lackey.

Durotan struggled to get up, his chest gasping for breath.

"Gul'dan, we are not finished yet." With a roar, he rushed forward again, directly riding on Gul'dan with both feet, ignoring defense, and fighting with his life in exchange for injury. This desperate style of fighting made Gul'dan, the evil warlock who had not fought for many years, feel fear in his heart.

He held Durotan in his arms, and fel energy surged desperately, and soon Durotan was no longer alive. This chief who was devoted to the tribe was like the last ember, and planted a seed in the hearts of the orcs.

"Look, this is the power of fel power. I will bestow fel power upon you." Gul'dan stood up, but what he saw was not the happy orcs, but the angry orcs.

"Gul'dan, you are not worthy of being an orc." A rawhide orc threw the flag in his hand to the ground, and then many orcs followed him and threw the flag.

Gul'dan was furious. He opened his hand and the orcs who disobeyed him were instantly drained of their vitality. They lay powerlessly on the ground, losing their breath.

(End of this chapter)