A gigantic mass of flesh and blood, constantly writhing, within which something seemed to be gestating.
Cairne sensed the danger and, wielding both Ashbringer and Gorehowl, prepared to destroy it.
Purple Arcane energy poured down from the sky, forming a massive shield that enveloped the writhing flesh.
Cairne frowned and looked up.
A human man floated in the air. He had an ordinary appearance, but he possessed an imposing aura. He was dressed in a well-tailored black robe.
It was Guardian Medivh.
"The Cairne bloodline, what has clouded your judgment?"
Medivh said with great distress:
"The Orcs Consecration everything for Azeroth. Without the Orcs, how could the Tauren exist? As the Tauren Chieftain, why don't you know how to be grateful? Garrosh is the Horde Warchief. Even if he wanted to devour you, you should support him."
Cairne sneered, "How ridiculous, Medivh. You clearly know everything, yet you're spouting nonsense. Come on, let's fight! The Tauren Chieftain is more than willing to die in the arena."
Medivh floated in mid-air, grinning smugly. "Cairne, you can't touch me. Just wait until this egg hatches, and you're dead."
Cairne's eyes bloodshot again, and the Power of Destruction dominated every piece of his flesh. He raised his two weapons high and angrily slashed at the purple shield.
Medivh squinted, confident in the shield's strength, but Cairne's Power of Destruction seemed to be its nemesis, cracking after only a few strikes.
Seeing the situation was dire, Medivh hurriedly replenished the shield with Arcane energy.
Cairne increased the speed of his slashes, Medivh frowned slightly, realizing that the shield's energy was being depleted too quickly, so he cast Polymorph on Cairne.
Unexpectedly, Cairne, who possesses Power of Destruction, is almost Magic Immunity, and the Polymorph has failed to work.
Enraged, Medivh summoned a large number of Elemental, but they were quickly killed one by one by Cairne. Seeing that Cairne Bloodhoof was becoming more and more powerful and his shield was on the verge of collapse, Medivh's eyes lit up and he teleported the writhing flesh into the air.
Cairne was truly dumbfounded this time; after all, he was just a Warrior and couldn't fly.
Before long, an eye appeared on the writhing flesh, staring intently at Cairne, and then a mouth full of sharp teeth grew out, stating with certainty:
"This is Archimonde's Power of Destruction."
"Is there any way to deal with this?" Medivh asked.
He opened and closed his mouth, and answered:
"The one who understands Archimonde best is undoubtedly his companion, Kil'jaeden, who was able to rival Archimonde and once bestowed a portion of his power upon a certain Orcs."
"Gul'dan, he's not..." Medivh hesitated, then stopped himself.
The flesh and blood began to writhe faster, and after a while, the bottom cracked open, and a figure emerged, wearing a gray robe and looking down at Cairne with a wicked grin.
"It really is Gul'dan."
Cairne didn't recognize Gul'dan at first, but judging from the multiple bone spikes protruding from his back and the skulls strung on them, Cairne easily made the connection to this Legendary Orcs.
Medivh looked at Gul'dan, slightly surprised, but quickly concealed it.
Robbie was filled with turmoil when he saw Gul'dan.
Based on the timeline, Gul'dan suffered defeat at the Tomb of Sargeras and is now dead.
But Robbie knew the untold truth behind it all: Medivh had obtained Gul'dan's head and soul and secretly imprisoned him in Karazhan.
So who is this Gul'dan who was born?
In an instant, Robbie had a ridiculous idea.
Robbie had always believed that Archimonde, Uther, Lothar, and others had returned from the Shadowlands, but after meeting Gul'dan, Robbie had a new theory.
They may have been created out of thin air, rather than resurrected from the Shadowlands; such incredible power is not something ordinary people possess.
The Blackhand behind it all is becoming increasingly mysterious and unpredictable, making them difficult to fathom.
Gul'dan landed slowly on the ground, looking at Cairne Bloodhoof with disdain.
"Is this the world after my death? Foolish Orcs have chosen a dark corner, associating with such lowly tauren. Damn it, the creatures of Azeroth still live on. Orcs, have you forgotten your duty? You have truly disappointed me."
Gul'dan's appearance sparked a flurry of discussion in the stands. Gul'dan listened intently for a while, then sneered, "So it's the sons of those two good-for-nothings, Durotan and Grommash Hellscream, who have successively become Warchief Horde. No wonder the Orcs are doing so poorly; each generation is worse than the last."
Gul'dan.
Cairne, his bloodline gleaming, stared at the Legendary Orcs, his expression hardening.
Gul'dan merely sneered, brandishing his staff to launch the first attack. Three Infernal descended from the sky, surrounding Cairne. Cairne hacked wildly, but the Infernal remained completely unharmed.
Gul'dan said smugly, "These Infernal were created specifically to counter Archimonde's Power of Destruction. Right now, you're only fighting Infernal with your physical strength."
These three Infernal were special creations, their bodies shrouded in a layer of evil flames, which neutralized Cairne's Power of Destruction. Having lost his greatest reliance, Cairne quickly found himself unable to hold on.
The intense heat of the Infernal baked Cairne's body, causing Cairne to sweat profusely and suffer from severe dehydration; he was on the verge of collapsing.
Robbie secretly gathered his power and ignited the Ashbringer in Cairne's hand.
Ashbringer suddenly lit up, and a powerful Power of the Holy Light enveloped Cairne.
Cairne took a deep breath, silently chanted Earth Mother, threw away Gorehowl, gripped Ashbringer tightly with both hands, leaped high into the air, and slashed at Infernal with all his might.
The towering Infernal shattered into pieces, turning into burning stones.
"This is impossible!" Gul'dan roared in disbelief, "Damn it, why would the Holy Light favor a cow?"
Medivh also showed surprise, unable to believe that Tauren could use Holy Light.
"Gul'dan, you have lost." Cairne had successfully destroyed the three-headed Infernal, and the powerful Power of the Holy Light protected his body as he stared at Gul'dan.
Gul'dan let out a strange cry, and a large ball of green Flame appeared beneath his feet, spreading rapidly in all directions. Cairne sensed the danger and dared not approach Gul'dan.
After hesitating for a while, a pair of wings of light appeared behind Cairne, and he slowly floated up, approaching Gul'dan from the air.
Gul'dan's expression tightened, and he summoned a Fel Well, spewing out countless Evil Eyes. The Evil Eyes shot out beams of green light, which condensed into a net and enveloped Cairne.
Cairne roared and swung Ashbringer, unleashing a bright beam of Holy Light that tore through Gul'dan's net. Cairne quickened his pace and moved closer to Gul'dan.
Gul'dan's next spell was also completed, summoning a giant Three-headed Felhound covered in eyes, which shot beams of light at Cairne.
Holy Light condensed into a hemispherical shield, blocking all the light. Cairne ignored the Felhound's attack; his eyes were only on Gul'dan.
Just as Cairne finally got close to Gul'dan, the flesh in the air writhed again, then split open, and a burly Orcs fell out.
"Gul'dan, I never imagined we'd be fighting side-by-side one day."