Chapter 878 You Are a Stickman and I Am a Stickman

A cheating life is so empty, lonely and cold——

How strange!

Duke was speechless as he looked at the guy in front of him who was wearing a big brown cloak and whose name was written as Mysterious Prophet X and pronounced as Medivh.

Damn it!

I am so used to being a magic stick that I almost forgot that there is also a local magic stick in Azeroth, Medivh.

Duke was also speechless towards Medivh, the magician.

Before the Third Battle of the Dark Portal, Medivh was a trap. Not only was he possessed and opened the Dark Portal, but he also left a lot of mess for the entire alliance to handle.

However, before the start of the third war, Medivh predicted or saw the imminent coming of the Scourge. Whether he saw that Lordaeron's stubborn disease was hopeless or something else, he just informed several important people that the continent of Lordaeron was hopeless. If you don't want to sink the ship, you should run away for your life.

In the Eastern Kingdom, he at least perfectly convinced Thrall, who originally wanted to strategically evacuate from Lordaeron, and Jaina, who was desperate and had nowhere to go.

In this life, he at least made Ironforge and Stormwind City more actively prepare for war. If there is no preparation for war in advance, can Stormwind City send troops to kill the South China Sea city-state within a week?

Don’t even think about it!

Even if Duke promoted the development of many black technologies, including railway transportation, it would take at least two weeks just to assemble the food needed for the army.

But, since Medivh was such a great guy, why didn't he find a way to let a few paladins secretly hide in the palace of Lordaeron when the two idiots returned to Lordaeron?

At that time, the second fool had not yet completely degenerated. With his half-hearted death knight skills, if Uther, Mograine, Saidan and other tough men were all there, it would be a group of paladins surrounding Arthas, using Holy Just 'little hammer' will hit your chest.

Even if the idiot has F-cup breasts, he can still give you an A-.

On the other hand, Duke was convinced by Medivh's ability to persuade the three families of night elves, orcs, and humans to join forces.

When Medivh appeared, the tribe was first stunned, and then Thrall took the lead. They all fisted their chests and bowed in salute: "I've seen the prophet!"

The etiquette was so great that Duke was speechless.

If you think about it, you can understand that Medivh is definitely a great benefactor to the tribe. Without Medivh's reminder, the tribe might not have revolted so quickly. Once it was too late, the tribe's clans would have been devoured by the Scourge, or they would have been used as cannon fodder by the Alliance, and the orc slave legions that had been reorganized were forced to fight against the zombies. ocean.

There is no way to escape the alliance's traditional sphere of influence and go to the New World to open a new city.

Give the Horde a few more years to gain a firm foothold, and it will become a force that rivals the Alliance in history.

Duke was very unhappy about this.

It's a pity that there is nothing I can do about it. Medivh has such a heavy taste. Oh, it's fraternity! He actually got together with the female orc Garona, and gave birth to Med'an, a hybrid of titans, orcs, and humans.

Not calling Medivh a traitor was already considered a favor to Duke.

Well, let us leave it to the historians of later generations to judge whether one is a traitor or not. Duke can't control it anymore. He can't start a split by himself when the Burning Legion is the great enemy.

Seeing Medivh, Duke also bowed and saluted.

"Ah! Duke! Seeing you again, I must have mixed emotions for you and me." Medivh sighed. Once upon a time, Duke was just a small magic apprentice with extremely outstanding talents, but he left Xi The day level is very, very far away.

Just a short distance away, Duke became his disciple of Medivh. Although I don’t know whether that is a blessing or a curse.

The last time we met, he was on his deathbed. Apart from the important explanations, he didn't say much. Who knew that fifteen years later, the boy Mao would become the pillar of the alliance today.

Medivh walked over and sighed again: "Duke, you did a good job. I'm very pleased. If the alliance didn't have you, maybe the situation would be a hundred times worse than it is now. But I think, since you sent a messenger to warn Dark Night Elves, you should also agree with my idea to unite the night elves, alliance and tribes to jointly deal with the most powerful and terrifying enemy - Archimonde!"

Duke shrugged: "With you here, I think it would be unnecessary for me to send Luoning."

Medivh shook his head: "No, with the testimony of the Alliance envoy and the magic fragment you asked Ronin to bring. I convinced Tyrande three days faster than expected. The Burning Legion will arrive at Kalimdor at any time. Under such circumstances, not to mention a day, even an hour is extremely precious."

"However, even if the night elves are willing not to hold Grom of our tribe responsible for killing Cenarius, the tribe will not give up on our compatriots!" As soon as Thrall finished speaking, he was immediately echoed by the orcs.

"Yes! We orcs will never give up on any of our compatriots!" Rexxar raised his battle ax high.

"We will not sit back and watch the Warsong clan be destroyed." Varok's voice echoed.

"Is there no way to save Grom?" Brox and other orcs shouted.

Medivh frowned and said: "I can teach you a magic circle, which can purify the demon blood in the Warsong orcs. But I have lost most of my magic power, so..."

Duke took the initiative and said: "I will build the magic circle, what next?"

Medivh glanced at Thrall, Duke and others: "We must also let Grom be injured as little as possible, and it is best to enter the magic circle in an awake state. Because the more seriously he is injured, or in an unconscious state, The weaker his will is, the more corrosive the demon's blood will be to his soul and body. After all, this is not the first time he drinks the demon's blood. If it gets worse this time, he will never be able to get rid of the demon's blood for the rest of his life. of addiction.”

Sal and others were struggling.

Even though Grom Hellscream is a little older now, he is still the well-deserved number one warrior of the entire tribe. This is not self-proclaimed, this is a real achievement.

Along the way, generals such as Rexxar, Varok, and Brox who don't use pets are no match for Grom!

As a hero of the older generation, Grom knew very well that a leader with great wisdom could lead the tribe in such a critical moment, so he was like a door god, blocking all the orcs to challenge Thrall with [Makgora] road.

He was so powerful that Thrall had originally prepared a group of strong men to come together, knock Grom unconscious with a hammer, and drag him back. Even with this strategy, there is only a 50% chance of success. No one knows how powerful Grom will be after drinking the devil's blood again.

Now they actually say that they can’t be knocked unconscious or seriously injured, so what else can they do?

The orcs were dumbfounded.

Duke suddenly said: "Let me go!"