More than a hundred kilometers west of the Temple of Karabor's main entrance stood a chain of abruptly rising mountains.
They were a strange geological upheaval that had suddenly appeared decades ago, when the Elemental Spirits were imprisoned.
The Draenei suspected that this was where Gul'dan had carried out his sabotage.
Otherwise, there was no explaining the coincidence.
An Altar of Damnation at the foot of the mountains proved what Gul'dan had done.
But without the cipher incantation to lift the curse, even smashing the altar would accomplish nothing.
Prophet Velen had used the Skull of Gul'dan as a medium, trying to divine the Cipher of Damnation.
Yet his attempts to divine the Cipher of Damnation had yielded no results.
Perhaps Kil'jaeden had never provided it to Gul'dan when he duped him.
The worlds invaded by the Burning Legion always became barren fel wastelands. What need did they have for elemental powers coexisting in harmony?
From the very beginning, this had been a one-off deal.
Before the Altar of Damnation, Herad was reciting an exceedingly awkward incantation.
Yet every time, he fell just short of making the incantation work.
The incantation was in Eredar Demonic, which was theoretically the same as the Draenei language.
But Eredar Demonic had been deliberately altered, and even the Draenei could barely understand it.
Thus, the Draenei present were willing but unable to help.
After several hundred refinements, Herad finally recited the incantation perfectly.
As the dispelling incantation took effect, the Altar of Damnation, only as large as a tabletop, rapidly disintegrated.
At the same time, the ground before the altar shook and split open, spewing sickly green flames.
Soon, a Molten Giant over ten meters tall climbed out of the ground.
The Molten Giant's body glowed a sickly green, clearly corrupted by fel.
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