I traveled through time and space and became the Archbishop of Stormwind!

Chapter 214 Khadgar's Dream

This is where?

Mage Khadgar was a little confused. Wasn't he just chatting with Turalyon in the combat command room of Nethergarde?

How did I suddenly end up in a bedroom?

I can't remember the last time I lay on such a comfortable velvet bed. It seems that ever since I started to be an apprentice to Medivh, I have been away from normal life and always wandering in all kinds of bizarre events.

The crackling sound of wood burning in the fireplace by the wall made everything seem both real and unreal.

Suddenly, the door opened and an acquaintance walked in.

The man was bald, but had a long gray beard and was wearing a Kirin Tor mage robe. He happily came to Khadgar's bed and sat back.

As he sat down, a comfortable sofa appeared behind the old wizard, pulling him back so that he finally didn't sit on the ground.

Khadgar sighed. "Master Antonidas, if you have anything to say, I hope you can write to me. It's best to refrain from using magic that allows you to enter my dreams. It can weaken my spirit."

"You discovered it quickly this time. This happened in your dream."

Antonidas stroked his beard and said, "I remember the last time I entered your dream, you thought it was really a dream and scolded me..."

"Teacher, let's not talk about the past. What brought you into my dream this time?"

"There are a few things I need to synchronize with you."

The old wizard said seriously that his spell had a limited duration and was very unstable. The effect of the magic might be lifted at any time, or Khadgar might wake up because of something else, so he had to explain the important things quickly.

"The Eye of Dalaran was stolen by the Horde, the Kingdom of Alterac was also attacked by the Horde, and a group of orcs were captured by our people at sea..."

"What? The Eye of Dalaran fell into the hands of the Horde?"

Khadgar almost jumped out of bed when he heard the news.

He had studied magic there in his early years, and he knew very well how heavily guarded the Dalaran treasure room was.

"Wait, what does this have to do with Alterac and the orcs on the sea?"

"I suspect Alterac was attacked because of the Book of Medivh. After investigation, it was found that the traitor King Penored stole the Book of Medivh from Stormwind City, so it is possible that the book is now in the hands of the Horde."

"!"

Even in his dream, cold sweat broke out on Khadgar's face. He once worked as Medivh's apprentice for a period of time. That book contained countless forbidden knowledge. Even the most talented magician could not get a glimpse of the secrets. Has such an important thing fallen into the hands of the tribe now?

"Damn it! Tribes on the sea! I get it!"

Khadgar slapped his thigh, as if he had figured everything out in an instant.

"They are not drifting on the sea, but going to a small island in the sea!"

Khadgar jumped out of bed and paced nervously around the room.

"At the end of the First War, Gul'dan led a group of Horde traitors away from their warchief, Orgrim, and headed for a small island in the sea!"

"According to our orc prisoners of war, this evil warlock used his magic to forcibly raise the seabed to form a small island! And on that small island is the Tomb of Sargeras!"

"Even that terrible Gul'dan died there! They must be looking for something! But Gul'dan failed, so these orcs want to complete what Gul'dan failed to complete! What is it?"

Khadgar's mind was working rapidly, and he muttered to himself as he walked.

Antonidas was surprised at Khadgar's sharpness. He was able to piece together a general idea from these scattered information in such a short time.

"Cough cough,"

The old wizard interrupted Khadgar's thoughts.

"They were going to get the Scepter of Sargeras. This was instructed by the Death Knight of the captured Orc squad."

"Sure enough! It was a legendary weapon, said to contain great power. What happened next? Since they were captured, did the mission fail? Where is the Scepter of Sargeras now?"

"That's exactly what I want to tell you next. The one who defeated these orcs at sea was the miracle priest Alvin Priest. He was on his way to Menethil Harbor by ship when he encountered them on the way. He defeated the orcs and then obtained this weapon."

"Oh? This miracle priest again?"

Khadgar smiled and said that it was a coincidence. Turalyon had just told him about this person, a priest of the Church of the Holy Light. Starting from Alonsus Faol, he could actually be considered Turalyon's junior fellow apprentice and was said to be very young.

"You know him?"

"I don't know him, but I've heard his stories a lot lately. Even Turalyon keeps talking about him. So, he left this artifact behind? That's right, as a spellcaster, seeing an artifact like this, how could I not claim it for myself?"

"No,"

Antonidas smiled and said, "He gave this staff as a betrothal gift to Archmage Rommath of Silvermoon City... because he fell in love with the daughters of the Starwish family..."

"..."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Khadga laughed so hard that his stomach hurt, but he quickly stopped because he was afraid that he would laugh too hard and wake himself up.

"This guy is truly a genius! He even gave up his divine weapon for a woman!"

Khadgar wiped away the tears of laughter.

"I'm really looking forward to meeting this miracle pastor Alvin more and more!"

"You should be able to see him soon,"

Antonidas smiled and said, "The following news is very important. Please listen carefully."

The Archmage cleared his throat and continued, "I'm sure you're also curious about the Horde's purpose in stealing these three artifacts. Alvin interrogated the orcs at sea, and their leader, the Death Knight, explained that the Horde can use these three artifacts to open more portals to other worlds in the universe!"

"The worst-case scenario is that two of these artifacts have fallen into the hands of the tribe. We must know what else the tribe can do with these two artifacts!"

Khadgar was a little breathless.

He thought of the Stormwind Kingdom that was ravaged by the orcs in the First War, the countless people who died, the little king who had to leave his homeland, and Sir Lothar, whom he once followed and who finally died at the foot of Blackrock Mountain.

Before he knew it, Khadgar was already gnashing his teeth.

All this would not have happened, but because of those abominable creatures! They poured out of the Dark Portal like a tide of darkness, sweeping across the entire continent.

Now they actually want to continue invading other worlds?

"Yes, I understand. The artifact is too dangerous in the hands of the tribe. I will do my best to find out the situation."

"Very good, alas, these are troubled times..."

Antonidas sighed and said, "We are all old now. We still need young people like you in the future..."

The old wizard was about to start chattering when Khadgar was suddenly awakened.

The old wizard disappeared, the velvet bed disappeared, and all that was left was his sleeve covered in drool and Turalyon's handsome face before him.

"Khadgar, wake up! Alleria has got her tongue back!"