With the old Mage's explanation, Laing and the others finally understood who Alodi was.
Alodi was the first guardian of the Tirisfal Parliament, but the history of the parliament was even older than him, because the original operation of the parliament was not to train guardians, but to fight against demons who were attracted by human beings' abuse of arcane magic in a team way.
After the humans learned magic from the High Elves, they did not know how to control themselves. Moreover, the newly established city of Dalaran was the most serious. Their endless casting of magic once again attracted the invasion of the demons. Completely unable to withstand the demons, the humans could only seek help from the High Elven Kingdom, Quel 'Thalas.
When the High Elves saw that the actions of the humans could once again cause the world to be invaded, they immediately formulated a plan with the higher-ups of Dalaran – the Magokoras Council at that time. Many powerful Mages formed a secret organization to protect Azeroth and limit the abuse of magic. This was the origin of the Tirisfal Council.
As one of the earliest and most powerful guardians, Alodi had unfathomable magic power.
If it was a message left by him, it would not be surprising at all.
As for Cadgar … Even though he was already a dead man, the glowing mark of the Tirisfal Council on the inside of his left forearm still made Laing feel a little uncomfortable.
That's right. Even though the former Medivh was also a Guardian chosen by the Tirisfal Council, how could a transcendent World Guardian be compared to Cadgar, who was obviously sent to spy on Medivh?
Even if it was proven that Cadgar's surveillance of Medivh was correct, it did not mean that Laing would accept Cadgar. Fortunately, Cadgar was dead.
His death was not worthless.
With the old Mage's magic, Laing finally saw something that made him determined for the first time.
A magic book of this level was a precious magic tool in itself. After the old mage injected arcane energy into it, a holographic projection appeared in mid-air.
At first, what everyone saw were two huge planets connected by long black lines.
No one reacted.
Then, under the old Mage's control, one of the ends kept zooming in, zooming in, and zooming in.
From outside the atmosphere, to the huge bird's eye view, to the trees, Lothar was the first to react.
"This area … is the Swamp of Sorrow?!"
What entered his vision was a low-lying swamp that was slowly turning into a desert. The water level was dropping at a visible rate. Countless colorful insects crawled out from every corner of the swamp and fled in all directions.
The earth was changing color!
It changed from the ugly black and green of the swamp to a lifeless crimson red.
Even with his eyes, he could clearly feel that something was seriously deviating. Something was leaving this land with fear.
Something else was descending!
It was a power that made people feel uncomfortable just by looking at it, making it hard to breathe and stifling their moods.
Just by looking at the aura of power, he felt as if the oxygen in his lungs was being squeezed out, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
It was the power of evil!
That was the power of a demon!
This evil was corrupting and affecting the entire land. It was controlling everything and destroying everything.
Even the uninhabited black swamp could not withstand this power, and it began to turn into a crimson, filthy desert.
"What's that over there?" Bolvar suddenly pointed at a huge man-made object on the crimson land.
The old Mage used his magic as instructed, allowing the power of the spellbook to pass over there.
"…" The scene before them caused everyone in the meeting hall to lose their ability to speak.
A huge door that was at least a dozen stories tall stood alone on the barren red land, and the door frame emitted an ominous dark green evil light. Groups after groups of orcs came out of the door in a mess, but they were scolded by the stronger orc leaders and chased into the nearby empty space.
The material used to build the door could not be seen by sight, but it was clear that the design of the door was very much in the style of an ancient temple. At the top of the huge door frame was an extremely ferocious relief of a giant snake with its mouth wide open. On both sides of the door frame were relief sculptures of two hooded human Mages wielding swords.
As if it was specially displayed, Laing and the rest could see the face on the relief sculpture through the shadow of the hood that should have been shrouded in black fog. The two relief sculptures on the left and right had the same face — it was the face of the former Guardian of Azeroth, Medivh!
In the next moment, the stone relief sculpture of Medivh seemed to come to life.
No, it was completely the will of Medivh descending.
The projection of Medivh's head, which was as large as a carriage, appeared in the air of the meeting hall through Alodi's spellbook.
Medivh's, no, Sargeras's voice sounded in the meeting hall.
"Oh oh oh, that's amazing. I didn't expect you to investigate to this extent." It was still the smiling Medivh, the same radiant expression. The only difference was that his eyes were filled with evil black flames.
Those were the eyes of the Demon King, Sargeras!
For those who were weak, just looking at that gaze was enough to freeze their blood vessels. As Laing's personal guards, these guards should not lack courage, but Laing was horrified to find that more than half of the guards in the meeting hall had been frightened to the point of paralysis.
The rest of them were also rather weak.
There were only a handful of people in the hall who could withstand the Aura of Fear of the Demon Net.
"Medivh! No — demon, who are you? What do you want!? " Although King Laing's voice was a little shaky, he pulled out his sword after all, and stood in front of the projection of the Demon King with Andoine and Bolvar.
"Nothing, I've done what I wanted to do. Since the Dark Portal has been opened, I'll quietly enjoy the ugliness of you humans, elves, and dwarves being slowly destroyed by the Orcs in Karazhan. Watching you walk step by step towards destruction in despair and fear, my mood is incomparably good. There is nothing more ironic than taking the super power of your guardian and destroying you instead! Hahahaha! "
Medivh, who was under the control of Sargeras, let out a frightening laugh. Seeing their old friend under the control of the demon showing such madness, Laing and Andoine felt like vomiting.
The projection of Medivh's head turned into a projection of his upper body. He opened his arms, and his voice was like the roar of a tsunami, echoing throughout the entire meeting hall and even the entire Storm Fortress. "The destruction can no longer be stopped! You ants, cry and howl! Cry and beg! Kneel at my feet and beg for my mercy — then, you will still have to die. Hahahahaha! "
Suddenly, a young voice was heard. "Nonsense, as long as I get rid of you, I can close the Dark Portal."
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