The teleportation spell across the star sea is a very dangerous ritual.
To build a temporary passage between different worlds is quite a test of a spellcaster's attainments. Under normal circumstances, a Arcane demigod like Medivh has enough theoretical and experiential knowledge to ensure the smoothness of this process, but the Fel that was so violent that it instantly ignited Dark Portal clearly did not belong to Medivh's handiwork.
This proves that Astral Mage made a rare "miss".
Some kind of force interfered with him. Although Medivh tried his best to persist until the Dark Portal transmission was completed, after the spell was cast, he immediately returned to his Mage Tower to recuperate and fight against the Dark Power in his body.
This creates a quite dangerous result.
The war fortress of Orcs was "dragged" from Draenor into Azeroth in the form of a complete city. When the violent teleportation started, the city was already falling apart. After entering the target world and starting to fall, when the protective power in the teleportation disappeared, the decomposed city began to scatter the decomposed urban areas to the ground in the posture of "a goddess scattering flowers".
As a result, an extremely cool "meteor shower" broke out tonight over Black Morass, the southernmost point of the Eastern Continent. Hundreds of "meteorites" hit the surface, most of which fell into the Endless Sea, and some fell deep into the swamp.
The largest main city followed the fall trajectory set by Medivh before, falling towards the valley on the edge of the swamp. He set up a magic there to stabilize the fall to prevent Orcs from being shocked to death by the force of the impact.
It has to be said that from the perspective of the spell caster, this preparation has been done quite perfectly.
At least the service attitude and service awareness are quite first-rate.
If the dark power in his body had not suddenly become active, Medivh could guarantee that the cross-border teleportation completed by himself would not cause any unnecessary casualties.
This is the confidence of Guardians of Tirisfal and Astral Mage.
When the fortress fell to a height of several hundred meters, the magic in the valley was activated. Arcane Magic turned into countless big hands and lifted it high into the sky. By counteracting the impact, the falling speed gradually decreased, and finally hit the soft ground of the swamp with a non-lethal impact.
At this point, the transfer is completely completed.
The Green Skins Orcss in the city were in shock. Their brains burned by the demonic blood were completely unable to understand what had just happened. However, the Warlords who had been informed of the inside story in advance knew that they were safe.
Great Chieftain found the powerful guys from another world and saved them from the K'ure Alliance's extermination offensive!
War Horde is temporarily safe.
The most important thing right now is to gather the remaining soldiers and send Wolf Rider around to look for the unlucky ones who were thrown out in the fall.
And, arrest the Warriors of the K'ure Alliance who are trapped in the city.
But before these militant Warlords could gather together, the Warriors of the unlucky K'ure Alliance launched a breakout first. In the chaotic transmission just now, they all heard Vigilant's reminder. After the city was hit and stopped rolling, those Warriors who could still move began to rush out of the city.
It's not difficult.
Except for the elite who followed Vigilant to behead Great Chieftain, most of the other Warrior who entered the city at that time were fighting outside the city. Orcs, like them, was completely ignorant of the situation outside. As long as they rushed out of the city, they would be basically safe.
A large group of Arakkoas flew into the sky to guide the Warriors on the ground. They shouted:
"Go north! Gua, Vigilant said go north! Go to that kingdom and join him."
"Storm, Stormwind Kingdom, you fool."
In the midst of the chattering, the first group of people killed the Orcs who was blocking the way and rushed into the dark swamp. The commotion attracted the surrounding Orcss. They rushed over screaming and tried to intercept, but a Wolf Spirit Priest with a bloody head blocked them.
"No one knows what's going on outside. If we chase them out like this, you might lose your way. Let them go. Now hurry up and rescue the people in the city! Black Wolf God's herd has dispersed for hunting, and they can't escape."
Wolf Spirit Priest waved his hand, and immediately a pack of wolves rushed out from the shadows and chased him. Only then did Orcs feel satisfied, and went to rescue the chaotic city under the order of the priest.
The priest wiped the blood from his forehead, turned around and whispered to a giant black wolf beside him:
"Go find those Warriors of the K'ure Alliance, send them out of the city, and take this as the goodwill released by our god to Vigilant! Let the hatred of Draenor stay in Draenor, and War Horde must also find its own position in the sea of stars again."
"Ouch."
The giant wolf leader whimpered, turned around and jumped into the shadows.
Soon, Ghost Wolfs shuttled through the spiritual world phase, sending the fainted or injured K'ure Alliance members out of the valley. The wolves that had been chasing them out also lured the pioneers back to join their Warriors.
But as Mar'gok expected, with the timely rescue of Anzu, not many members of the K'ure Alliance were involved in the teleportation, less than a thousand in total, and some of them fell to other places with the broken fortress city.
With the current level of chaos in this fortress, it would not be difficult for them to leave. The trouble lies with the elites deep inside the fortress.
"Come here! Everyone gather here! There are Green Skins Orcs everywhere here. I'm going to use a random teleportation to send us out of here!"
Lelan leaned on the crystal staff and shouted to his comrades beside him.
There were two seriously injured Holy Light Chosen at her feet, and Maraad also limped over carrying two Lightforged Veteran. Nubodon was unlucky enough to be knocked unconscious by a falling rock, and was currently receiving treatment from Eredath.
The best case is Yrel.
This city has experienced a series of crises such as cross-border teleportation and falling from high altitude, but she has remained unscathed.
Not even a scratch, that's outrageous!
It's not that she's lucky, it's just that the Seal of Immovability on her little hoof fingers is powerful enough. She will now lean on her holy blade and say to others:
"Don't worry about our comrades! When the teleportation started, I used Seal of Immovability to shelter all the comrades in the city. With the blessing of World Power, they may not be unscathed, but they will definitely not die."
"Indeed, this ring is a bit ridiculously strong."
The leader of Lightforged Veteran, Hunter Ristallan, touched his neck with strange eyes.
He was hit by a falling boulder just now. Logically speaking, he must have been seriously injured, but because he was relatively close to Yrel, under the protection of Seal of Immovability, he only suffered simple dislocation and abrasions.
Perhaps this divine ring is the most powerful of all the divine rings.
"Lelan, we know nothing about this world, wouldn't it be a bit risky to just risk being randomly teleported like this?"
Eredath felt that Lelan's idea was a bit risky, but Arcane Mage, who had already started casting the spell, shook his tail and said:
"If we don't leave now, are we going to let the hundreds of thousands of Green Skins in this city pounce on us and kill us? Believe me, no matter where this random teleportation takes us, it will be much safer than staying in this fortress."
"Same."
Maraad nodded, turned around and said to the Lightforged Veteran who gathered around him:
"Commander Diakum said let's go to "Stormwind Kingdom" to meet up. That place should be in the north! After everyone is teleported out, head to the north."
"Hmm!"
Hunter Ristallan nodded, patted Maraad on the shoulder, and said:
"You and Yrel are the elects of Vigilant, first company commander. You should be able to establish a spiritual connection with the commander-in-chief with the help of Holy Light. He is not in the city, maybe he was thrown out during the teleportation. We just saw that Vigilant protected the city with sacred magic.
Bah!
These Green Skins should be grateful to Vigilant for surviving."
"I understand. Yrel and I will find Diakum the Saint as soon as possible. We must protect each other in this strange world."
Maraad said:
"If there are Holy Light's fellow travelers in this world, then rely on their strength."
Just as they were talking, a low howl of wolves suddenly sounded outside the area where they were hiding, which made the Warriors immediately pull out their weapons.
"Lelan! Hurry! Green Skins is coming!"
Yrel urged, and Lelan simply activated the Titanforged Runes auxiliary spell that her instructor had given her.
Finally, when the Orcss broke through the door, they spread the magic power of group teleportation to their comrades. Under the dumbfounded gaze of the Wolf Spirit High Priest Olu'nok Rifthearts who rushed in, the group of Draeneis disappeared in front of their eyes in a flash of light.
But he clearly came to help them leave according to Black Wolf God's will.
"These idiots!"
Black Wolf God's furious voice echoed in the ears of its high priest:
"They have no idea how vast Azeroth is, and they dare to Recklessness use random teleportation! Now, they have all fallen to all over the world. How did the farthest one go to Northrend?
Your Saint lets you go north, but doesn't let you go to the North Pole of the world!
Ah, you deserve your misfortune!"
On the other side, somewhere in the city.
Lantresor pushed the rubble in front of him with difficulty, and dragged the stunned Samuro out from under the stone. Then he saw Garrosh buried together with Samuro. This guy was even worse, and was almost hit in the head by a falling rock.
"Wake up! Hurry up!"
Lantresor himself was seriously injured, so he knelt down and slapped the two of them on the face with a rounded hand to wake them up.
"This is. Where is this?"
Garrosh I'm still confused now.
His last memory was that he and Samuro were attacking a sentry tower of Green Skins. As a result, the ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked, and he lost consciousness as the world spun.
"Hurry up, there are Green Skins everywhere in the city."
Lantresor helped Garrosh up, he took off a Elemental Beads from Sword Saint, and said to Samuro who was wiping the blood on his face:
"I want to activate Astral Teleportation sealed in the rosary. It will randomly send us to a gathering place of elements in this world, but I feel that no matter where we go, it will be much safer than here."
"Wait! There are still our people around!"
Garrosh found his crystal battle ax broken in half from the rubble, and stopped Sword Saint's transmission. He said:
"We must take them with us! Mag'har Orcs will not abandon his people!"
"Then hurry up!"
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Samuro limped into Windwalk. The three of them acted quickly and rescued more than thirty Mag'har Orcs before they were discovered by the Dragonmaw Clan's magic dragon. and the same number of Sunfire Arakkoa and Ogres, when the dragon roared and breathed downwards, Lantresor smashed the Elemental Beads in his hand.
Wrapped in the element of earth, this group of people was wrapped in the power of the element and disappeared in an instant.
When they reappeared in a daze, what they saw was a barren but endless land.
Not far away, there was a tall "Tauren" like Draenei. The latter grabbed the huge totem vigilantly and looked at the group of strangers who suddenly appeared in Bloodhoof Clan Elemental Holy Land with a confused expression.
These guys are full of murderous intent and have injuries, so they are not easy to mess with at first glance.
And why are there three races?
Brown-skinned, winged, and two-headed fat guys, how did you get the name Delia? Are you coming to our Desolace to beg for food? We are almost in such a state of desperation that we are begging for food!
Meanwhile, somewhere in the middle of the world.
Yrel looked at the two pointed ears that she had knocked unconscious in front of her with a vigilant expression. She said to Lelan who was also vigilant beside her:
"Polluter's subordinates have such pointed ears. Although there are no traces of Fel on them, I suspect that your damn magic has sent us to the territory of these pointed ears. We must be careful."
"I don't think this has anything to do with my magic, we just have bad luck."
Lelan couldn't explain the principle of random teleportation in detail to Yrel, whose brain was all about muscles, but she also felt that she was very unlucky and she seemed to have really underestimated the vastness of this new world.
She sighed and said:
"I feel like our people have been randomly teleported to three continents by me. Counting where we are, there are four continents. Why is this damn world so big?
But, Yrel, that city in the distance looks amazing."
"Indeed."
Yrel Climbing up the hills and looking out at the gorgeous city shrouded in purple light in the distance, she whispered:
"This city is even more exaggerated than Karabor Temple. It looks like a carefully built giant city at first glance! You see that Arcane Magic has gathered into a solid body, but I still don't know if the people here are friendly enough. When these two locals who came to have a picnic wake up, let's find a way to ask them."
Diakum felt like he had a terrible headache when he woke up.
The previous memory stayed in the scene of him smashing into the ground with a huge boulder. The ground getting closer and closer made him decisively activate Divine Shield.
This prevented him from being smashed into a pulp.
He lay in the hot impact crater and moved, pushing aside the rubble that had been melted and hardened by the holy flames on his body.
When his hand came out, a group of onlookers gathered around the "crater" were startled. The timid ones immediately ran out screaming, leaving only the bold ones who were still wondering what on earth fell from the sky.
The mage in the town did not say that there would be meteorites falling in the past few days.
Ouch, this Lakeshire has not been so lively in many years.
Under their curious gaze, Diakum finally stood up. Fortunately, the equipment on his body was tough enough and was not damaged in the fall, leaving him with a naked butt again.
He shook his Black Wolf Pelt Cloak, covered his body and walked out of the impact pit.
Now the humans around were even more panicked.
They had never seen such a "giant" nearly five meters tall before them, and this giant also had a tail. Fortunately, it was not a black-skinned Big Bald Head with amnesia, otherwise everyone would be dead.
"This is Lakeshire?"
Diakum looked around.
His excellent vision allowed him to quickly capture the lake not far away and the iconic red tower on the other side of the lake. There was only one place with such terrain in the town of the Eastern Continent.
Instead of rashly talking to the frightened humans around him, he stretched out his hand and summoned a wisp of Holy Light Gleam, which immediately caused the frightened civilians around him to shout.
"Holy Light! This giant knows how to use Holy Light! Go find Priest in the town! That guy talks about angels and devils all day long. This giant might really be an angel."
"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Windsor Second Lieutenant is here."
Just when a few half-year-old children ran to the town to report the news, several human soldiers on horseback rushed over. They obviously noticed that a "meteorite" fell on Lakeshire, so they came to check it out.
Under Diakum's slightly curious gaze, a steady officer rode forward. He looked at this strange foreigner up and down, coughed a few times, and asked:
"Can you understand me?"
"Second Lieutenant, although this giant looks strange, he is an "angel" who descended from the sky. How can he understand our words? Maybe we should kneel down and worship him and pray for his angel blessing."
The surrounding civilians were chattering and describing what they had just seen. After those guys finished talking, Diakum finally spoke:
"Of course, I can understand human language, Lieutenant, but I need to talk to your commander immediately! It concerns the future of the Stormwind Kingdom."
As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone around him fell silent.
The second lieutenant in front of him was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise:
"You speak human with the Lordaeron upper-class aristocratic accent better than I do. Foreigner, I heard you can use Holy Light? Where are you from?"
Diakum was about to explain, but when he was packing his bags, he realized something late.
"Hey! Where is I Ashbringer? Where is my holy sword?"
At this time, in the Lordaron Kingdom Tirisfal Monastery, who was thousands of miles away, Duke Mograine, who was urgently awakened by the servant, looked at his back garden burned by the holy flames with a shocked expression.
Of course, as a great nobleman, he didn't care about the loss of the garden.
What really surprised people was the "Holy Sword" that fell from the sky and landed in the backyard of his house in the light.
"Are you sure you threw a stone into the sky and it fell down?"
Grand Duke looked at his six-year-old son Renault with a painful look on his face. He asked, and the younger Darian Mograine next to Renault cheered and replied:
"Yes, father! My brother is very powerful. He competed with me to see who could throw the stone farther. As soon as he threw it, the holy sword fell down with a swish!"
"My lord, this sword is very dangerous."
The loyal and brave knight captain Fairbanks said to his loyal lord:
"I just tried to pull it out, but I couldn't even get close to it. The holy flame it emits is very hot, just like touching the sun, but what is certain is that this is definitely a sacred object belonging to Holy Light!"
"The holy sword falling from the sky. This must be some kind of inspiration from Holy Light to the Lordaron Kingdom!"
Grand Duke thought for a while, nodded in a pleasant tone and said:
"Send your servants to spread the word about this. Hum, the Holy Sword has fallen into my manor. I want to see which noble in the kingdom dares to say that I, Mograine, am not pious."