Viewed through the engineering telescope, Medivh's appearance was quite ordinary. His long hair, tied in a ponytail, stretched down his back, and his beard and the area around his temples were already gray. He wore a well-tailored mage's robe, trimmed with shimmering gold.
Perhaps sensing the eavesdropper, Medivh bowed gracefully towards the distance, displaying impeccable aristocratic bearing.
With a casual glance, seeing those unremarkable gray eyes, Robbie felt a roar in his mind, as a huge Demons face filled his entire field of vision.
Vanessa grabbed Robbie's hand, and in a flash, the terrifying Demons vanished before Robbie's eyes.
"Be careful, this is Medivh testing us," Vanessa whispered.
Damn, does someone like Medivh even resort to scheming?
When Medivh looked away, Robbie felt a sense of relief, as if a hungry monster had suddenly withdrawn its attention and passed by without looking back.
"What kind of ability is this?" Robbie frowned slightly, sensing that Medivh's gaze was unusual.
"Dominating Gaze, a little trick most often used by Void Realm experts."
Vanessa smiled and explained softly:
"A special eye technique used to scare people, similar to Warlock's howl of fear and Priest's Psychic Scream. Medivh's greatest skill is mind reading, which allows him to manipulate people's minds with unparalleled success. However, at this distance, he can only confirm that there are people in this direction, not whether we are spying on him. Don't let your emotions fluctuate too much, lest he notice."
"Med'an."
Medivh was burly, but compared to Med'an, who had Orcs blood, he appeared much thinner.
Strangely, Medivh possessed a natural air of authority, like a terrifying giant, looking down at Medivh and lecturing him.
Med'an lowered his head deeply, all his dignity and imposing presence gone, like a child who had done something wrong.
"Med'an, remember this: we rule this world with wisdom and strength. When faced with an equally matched adversary, we must know how to use strategy and righteousness, exploit the narrow-mindedness of people, and unite the power of all to destroy him. Now, all the obstacles in our path have been cleared; nothing can stop us now. At this point, we rely on invincible strength. When the world gradually forgets its Guardians, we will teach them a painful lesson: who is the true master of this world?"
An immense and unparalleled force slowly lifted the father and son, a mixture of Arcane and Fel. The Shadowmoon Clan in the sky was dim and dark, and a huge Demons image covered the entire Shadowmoon Valley.
"What is Medivh going to do?" Robbie whispered.
Vanessa sighed, "The Sword of Judgment is about to fall; this will be an eternal pain for the Alliance."
Medivh, hovering in the air, looked down upon the masses like Demons descending to earth to destroy the world. Pointing a finger at the Shadowmoon Mage Camp, amidst the fleeing adventurers, Medivh mocked:
"Look at you, a bunch of pathetic, insignificant creatures who only know how to run for their lives. These stupid Titan-forged and Curse of Flesh, are obsessed with Justice and peace, but mostly care about equipment and gold. Just instill some so-called Justice ideals, and they'll get all fired up and clear obstacles for us. You incorrigible reptiles, feel the true power!"
Medivh wore a small magical object on his wrist that shone brightly in the night.
"That's the Focusing Iris," Vanessa sighed.
"What? The Focusing Iris? Didn't the Blue Dragonflight preserve it perfectly well?" Robbie felt a chill run down his spine, and his heart sank.
"Blue Dragonflight, humph, just Medivh's pet." Vanessa said through gritted teeth.
A purple flash silently expanded outwards.
Jaina once used magic to shrink the Focusing Iris and gather thousands of Water Elementals in an attempt to destroy Orgrimmar. Medivh's use of Arcane was even more exquisite; he did not seek to destroy as many buildings as possible, but only to reap as many lives as possible.
The silent Arcane expanded rapidly, freezing the figures of the wounded who couldn't be moved in time, the healers who refused to flee to care for the wounded, and the adventurers who hadn't gone far enough, into a cloud of pale purple smoke.
Robbie saw a Dwarf running for his life, but unfortunately he couldn't escape the Arcane fluctuations. His lower body turned into purple smoke, and he crawled forward in agony, dragging his intestines.
"He's killing people, why would he do that?"
Robbie felt a surge of rage; he had never felt so angry before.
Vanessa said coldly, "Medivh has always been like this, especially after the fall of Illidan the Demon Hunter, and the subsequent deaths of the Lich King and Deathwing at the hands of conspiracy. Since then, no one has been able to restrain Medivh."
Robbie felt a deep gloom in his heart. He finally understood why the Peace Dove was so rampant, and why the adventurers of the Alliance dared not speak out against it. He also finally understood why Gangdun, Juxiong, and others would rather betray their own people in pursuit of so-called peace.
Under the might of heaven and earth, simply surviving is already a hope.
"Ha ha!"
Medivh laughed gleefully, "Look, look, a bunch of lowly wretches, Med'an. Remember, killing them all isn't what we want. Only by keeping them in fear will they have reverence for the Guardians."
Medivh turned slightly, looking at Embaari Village with disdain, and laughed:
"Look, poor Draenei, a race that stands out among the many races of the universe, born with strong bodies and unparalleled magical power. I had high hopes for them. Unfortunately, they encountered an utterly foolish leader. Velen, I know you're listening. A leader who leads his people to destruction, you are truly unfit. Your immortality is the greatest tragedy for your people. The Draenei have no hope left."
"Come, Velen, see just how powerful the Holy Light you worship truly is, and whether it can protect your people."
Velen was undoubtedly a formidable opponent. Medivh became slightly more serious, his Fel and Arcane powers intertwining, the powerful energy continuously compressing to form a small sphere of alternating purple and green.
It's said that Illidan, the Demon Hunter, is proficient in Mastery Fel, but compared to Medivh, he seems to be far inferior.
A small sphere fell from the sky, like a harbinger of destruction, its target being the Embaari Village.
This is a village inhabited by many women, children, and ordinary people, belonging to the Draenei.
Velen closed his eyes and chanted incantations, and a shield of Holy Light protected the Embaari Village.
The small ball landed on the shield, and green Fel spread, Corruption and damaging the Holy Light shield.
Arcane power exploded in dense bursts, and cracks appeared on the Holy Light Shield.
"Hang in there!" Robbie clenched his fists, shouting in his heart to encourage Velen.
"Not enough, far from enough, Velen. Do you think you can defeat me by yourself alone?" Medivh laughed.
Velen let out a low growl, his face showing sorrow.
The light, like a fishing net, spread out at Velen's feet, connecting to all the Draenei in the Embaari Village.
The Life Link: To fight against the Guardians, Velen Life Link of all Draenei together to resist the destructive force. The Life Link is equal; everyone must pay the same price. Those with weaker vitality—the elderly, children, and the wounded—may be expending their last bit of life force.
"Velen, you've finally learned the meaning of sacrifice. Very well, I'll spare you and your Draenei for now." Medivh's gaze shifted, looking towards the Lunarfall, where a series of fortresses of varying sizes stretched out in a continuous, undulating pattern.
"Look, Med'an, is this your heartache? Oh, oh, what a beautiful land, facing the sea, where spring is warm and flowers bloom. It should only belong to the Horde. I will sweep all this away for you."