Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

The entire stargazing hall is filled with a large number of large and small space cracks, and the unique scenes of each world are reflected in the cracks here.

Most of the scenes are in a static state, but the opposite of the largest space rift is flickering with dark green flames, and the barren, dry, almost lifeless wasteland is presented in front of Andrea.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Andrea saw a group of green-skinned creatures galloping past with wild battle roars from the opposite side of the activated space rift.

Although the figure is taller and more muscular than the individual in his impression, and the appearance of the green skin and red eyes is very scary, but Andrea still recognizes these green skin creatures from their unique fangs The origin of - orcs.

At this time, this group of orcs was fighting each other in the opposite world. The two sides in the battle looked the same, they were all orc compatriots with blood-red eyes, but the styles of the flags on their backs were different.

Andrea had roughly learned how to recognize the representative patterns of well-known orc clans from Velen.

On the flag of one of the troops was a bright red upside-down bloody handprint. Andrea didn't recognize this pattern, but he could probably guess their origins with the advantage of being a traverser.

The flag of the other army was painted with the grim orc smile familiar to Andrea - the Warsong Clan.

"A civil war has begun? So... Draenor's resistance to the orcs has been completely wiped out?"

The whole clan of orcs who drank the blood of the demons turned into unending battle madness. They were frantically thirsting for blood and conquest. If Draenor still has resistance forces, the great chiefs who lead them are unlikely to let go of the brave war songs. The clan fights with its own people.

As for the other clan that fought against Warsong, although Velen did not mention this flag pattern, Andrea recognized their origins from the representative iron hands of their clan warriors—— hand clan.

The Shattered Hand clan is a new clan founded by Kargath, who were former arena gladiators enslaved by ogres.

After the rise of the orcs, Kargath took the opportunity to instigate the gladiator riots, killed the ogre slave owners who enslaved him, gathered these mutilated orcs together, and established the current Shattered Hand clan.

Kargath, who was born as a gladiator, is very brutal, and his Shattered Hand clan is also an out-and-out war clan, gathering crazy fighters with physical and psychological distortions.

Under the influence of the demon's blood, these already fierce clans became even more violent, and they would start fighting among themselves if they didn't fight for a day.

Andrea speculated that most of Draenor had been wiped out by the green-skinned orcs, and these battle lunatics who lost their foreign enemies could not restrain their bloodthirsty desires, and fought on their own in a wasteland.

Through these green-skinned orcs who were scooping each other, Andrea could vaguely see a majestic stone fortress from the far end of the desolate horizon. Not surprisingly, it should be the Hellfire Fortress that served as the old tribe's command post.

‘So, this is the former Tanaan Jungle, and now the Hellfire Peninsula? '

Since he didn't know when Medivh would return from Draenor, although Andrea was very worried about the situation of the Draenei, he didn't dare to venture into the opposite Hellfire Peninsula where natural resources were almost completely exhausted.

The observatory in Karazhan is an important support for Medivh to be able to travel in many worlds. He can enter the opposite side through the space rift connecting each world, thus completing his "control" over the orcs.

After making up his mind, the shadow energy from Andrea's body spewed out, and the power of the void began to annihilate these unstable world rifts on a large scale, destroying Medivh's passage back to Azeroth from the source.

The largest Draenor rift cracked rapidly under the impact of the power of the void, and with a series of clear and clear sounds, all the space rifts in the entire Star Observation Hall were wiped out.

"Who dares to break into Karazhan and act wild!!"

The angry old male voice echoed in the tower as Andrea's shadow energy gushed out, and a translucent phantom appeared in the stargazing hall under the effect of teleportation.

This is an elderly man with a handsome face. From his temperament and clothing, some of the demeanor of his youth can be vaguely seen.

However, this man does not seem to be an entity, but a translucent soul state. At this moment, he is staring at Andrea angrily.

'Neras Elam? '

Facing the Pyroblast technique that Nielas chanted at high speed, Andrea just waved his hand to disperse his attack with the wind of shadow.

"Intruder! I want you to know how many teeth old dogs have!"

Nielas, who is in the soul state, seems to be not so clear-headed. He just left his soul in Karazhan with the instinct of fatherly love, and helped his son guard the mage tower built by his wife.

"Flame Wreath!"

The egg pain skill that I have seen countless times in the dungeon appeared at the feet of Andrea and Prism.

"Stay still!"

Shouting out Prism's actions, Andrea shook the garlands on the ground with shadow energy in a funny way.

This thing will explode if it walks through it at will, and it is indeed a small trap for outsiders who see this kind of spell for the first time.

It's a pity that although Nieras is an elite mage hunter trained by the Tiris Secret Society and a court mage in the Kingdom of Stormwind, he is still not enough in front of Andrea, who has greatly increased his strength.

No matter how many times he bombarded Andrea with the three systems of spells, he still failed to achieve any effect. The essential gap in power cannot be smoothed out by simply relying on the accumulation of mana.

Out of respect for Nielas' great fatherly love, Andrea didn't annihilate his soul immediately, but let him consume his physical and mental strength.

It wasn't until Nielas' casting speed started to slow down and the quality of his spells also declined that Andrea didn't start to take action.

The psychic spell that acts on the soul easily controlled Nieras, whose will resistance had dropped significantly. Andrea looked at his chaotic and dull eyes and sighed.

"Go back to the resting place where you should go."

The energy was seamlessly switched to the holy light, and the golden warm power purified the last obsession in Nielas' soul, losing the meaning of continuing to exist in the material world, and Nielas's soul gradually began to escape into the shadow world where the dead survived.

The sound of the battle between the two alarmed all the arcane structures in the tower. They saw the demolished companions on the way to the Star Observation Hall, and frantically rushed to the upper floor of Karazhan with sirens all the way.

"Let's go."

Looking back at the space gap that was completely filled, Andrea called Prism to evacuate to the higher-level open-air platform.

When Andrea's changed griffin carried Prism away from Karazhan, the guests in the tower were also a little bit at a loss by the sudden riot of the arcane structure and the serious-looking Moros. The old butler took control temporarily.

At the same time, Draenor Talado, a bearded human who was carefully observing Shattrath City, suddenly changed his face, and turned his head to look at a certain direction when he came with a somewhat ferocious expression.

"Who? Can actually sneak into Karazhan, which is heavily guarded, and destroy the space channel I left behind?"