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Wu Yue looked at the orc. Although he was seriously injured, he slowly stood up and picked up the bloody spear in his hand. Wu Yue took out a sharp dagger. Although he now had the power of elements and destiny, he still liked to use this dagger. Lothar and Evans were standing by, and they did not choose to intervene. The former had just witnessed Wu Yue's methods and did not think that he would be in trouble.

The latter believed that he had enough reaction time to save him, even though Evans knew that there was basically no possibility of him being saved. Wu Yue slowly gripped the dagger in his right hand. He didn't know why he could adapt to the environment of Azeroth so quickly, and to the blood left by others so quickly. The orc began to move slowly, looking for an opportunity, and when to find the right moment, he would kill the enemy with the least physical strength.

Perhaps it was because he had no ties, Wu Yue thought, he had always been alone in his previous life. Wu Yue seemed not to see the orc waiting for an opportunity, but just slowly thought about his past. The orc began to charge, and his spear suddenly stabbed at Wu Yue's heart. Wu Yue just slightly turned sideways to avoid the attack, then rotated the dagger, held it in reverse, turned around and slashed it to the side, leaving a deep wound on the back of the orc's left arm.

The orc's spear fell to the ground, and he knelt on one knee again. The wounds all over his body stimulated his senses. He wanted to sleep, but he was afraid that he would never wake up again. Wu Yue did not rush to attack. He looked at the orc, just like looking at himself in his previous life, equally scarred and exhausted. The orc struggled to stand up with his last bit of strength.

In this life, my only goal is to make myself less tired. He will not let go easily of anyone who stands in his way. He can treat his friends sincerely, but he will never let go of any enemy. The orc has no weapons anymore, but he still struggles to pounce.

Just as he was about to pounce on Wu Yue, Wu Yue quickly spun the dagger in his hand once more, changing it into a straight grip. Then, he thrust the dagger forward lightly and quickly, piercing the orc's body with his arm. The orc's spear thrower's final attack was a light fist that landed on Wu Yue.

Wu Yue pulled his arm out, leaving behind a pool of blood and a fallen orc. He didn't know why he thought of all the things in his past life while fighting the orc, but he just regarded it as a farewell to his past life. In this world, he wanted to become a new self.

Lothar and Evans came over after the battle, and the former first put forward his own guess.

"Could it be that Medivh's Mage Tower has fallen? Why are there so many orcs here?"

As one of Medivh's childhood best friends, Lothar was unwilling to believe that he was secretly cooperating with the orcs. Wu Yue was not in a hurry to expose Medivh's actions. Some things need to be seen with one's own eyes to be believed, so he pointed to the south of Deadwind Pass and said

"Let's go and take a look together, then we'll know what happened."

Lothar nodded. He understood why Wu Yue brought him here. His best friend Medivh seemed to have some problems. Otherwise, with his terrifying magic, these orcs would not dare to be so presumptuous in his territory.

They began to walk towards the southern part of the Headwind Trail, and encountered some defending orcs on the way, but they were easily dealt with by the three of them. The road in the Headwind Trail was not wide, which was okay for marching, but if used as a military garrison, it would be very crowded, so there were not many defensive forces here.

Therefore, the journey of the three people was relatively smooth, and the closer they got to Medivh's Tower, the fewer orcs there were around. Lothar was a little relieved. In his opinion, Medivh's situation was not too bad and he had a certain ability to protect himself. But in Wu Yue's opinion, it was just that Medivh did not want too many orcs in his territory.

Soon the full picture of Medivh's Tower was revealed to the three people. It was a high tower that was level with the mountain. In this tower lived one of the most powerful mages in all of Azeroth. According to Wu Yue's judgment, this guardian was at least a demigod. Of course, the demigod here did not refer to the wilderness demigods of those natural spirits, but a strength division based on Wu Yue's panel.

Every demigod creature in the Azeroth universe is the backbone of the six forces. In some ways, they can represent their own force in each world. The magic power accumulated by the guardians of the Council of Tirisfal in Azeroth for hundreds of years has made this demigod mage of the arcane force. It's a pity that Medivh was later corrupted by the remaining soul of Sargeras.

Before Wu Yue and the other two entered the tower, Evans covered their skin with shadows, and Wu Yue also used the thread of fate to cover up the aura of the three people. Lothar looked at the two people's actions in confusion and said

"We don't have to do this. Medivh is an old friend of mine. He won't harm us."

"That's not necessarily true. You might as well feel the energy contained in this tower yourself."

Wu Yue's world has begun to absorb some of the six forces of Azeroth, including the evil energy. Fate's arrangement of the world has made him more aware of the evil energy hidden under this tower.

The power of destiny gathered in Wu Yue's hands. Invisible threads wrapped around Wu Yue's entire right hand. Then he placed his palm on Lothar's head. The threads entered Lothar's brain one by one, which made Wu Yue feel a little bit of difficulty. Although he had no intention of controlling Lothar, he already had this ability when he did so.

However, Lothar's strength was still above Wu Yue's, so it was a bit difficult for the silk thread to enter, but Wu Yue didn't spend much time. When the silk threads connected Lothar and Wu Yue, what Wu Yue perceived was also transmitted to Lothar.

The surface of the tower was filled with orderly arcane energy, but hidden beneath this surface was a chaotic evil that continued to spread inside the tower like a plague, contaminating all normal things in the tower one by one and turning them into products of madness.

Lothar perceived all this in surprise. He couldn't believe that the tower where he used to visit so often had become what it is now. He understood that Wu Yue brought him here not to rescue Medivh, but to tell him that the mage who once protected Stormwind had become Stormwind's most terrifying enemy.

At this moment, he thought of those who had told the king that Medivh had betrayed Stormwind. In the past, he thought they were only slandering him because of Medivh's transcendent status, but now it seems that some of them may have indeed discovered something unusual.

However, he had another suspicion, that is, why Wu Yue personally brought him here to reveal this fact, and what his own purpose was. All of this troubled the general, but he had no way to find a connection between the two.

Wu Yue pointed at the tower and asked Lothar a question:

"Want to go in and take a look? The two of us can make sure you get out safely."

Lothar nodded in agreement with Wu Yue's proposal, although this question seemed a bit redundant to him, because no matter what, he had to confirm the condition of his old friend, so entering the tower was a must.

Wu Yue put the dagger in his hand back into the system's space. He would not have many opportunities to use it in the following battles. He was not very good at fighting, and there were many powerful enemies on this tower, so he should try not to use abilities that he was not good at like he did against the orc.

Wu Yue stepped forward and touched the gate of the tower. The power of arcane was still flowing in the tower. If he wanted to force his way into the tower, he would have to face the backlash of its terrifying power. Therefore, if he wanted to enter, he had to use his wits. So he knocked on the door, but he was able to control it and used part of the power of fate. Only the sound of knocking was transmitted. If he used magic perception, it would be ineffective.

Inside the door, Medivh's old butler Moros was standing at the door. The old man was sorting the hay at the bottom of the tower, but just now, he heard a knock on the door, which made him fall into some memories. He was stunned for a moment. It seemed that no one had knocked on this door for a long time since there were many green-skinned creatures outside.

He slowly moved his steps and came to the front of the gate.