American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

The calamity arrived as promised.

Plagues, climate change, beast tides.

Successive disasters caused the scattered orc clans across the planet to suffer unspeakably. Many small clans had already fallen before the natural disasters. Even some powerful clans were finding life difficult.

They began to band together, to compete, and to engage in bloody slaughter and struggle for a suitable piece of land to survive on.

This planet was so vast for the orcs, but their living space was constantly shrinking.

Even those mysterious neighbors, the race calling themselves Draenei, began to worry.

As time stretched on, the orc clans fought, merged, then fought again, then merged again. A powerful clan began to constantly absorb other orcs into its ranks, and rapidly expanded and grew.

The Warsong Clan!

Under Grommash's leadership and with Helder's support, the Warsong Clan rose mightily, surpassing powerful clans such as the Shadowmoon Clan and the Blackrock Clan.

All orcs who joined them, as long as they could prove and demonstrate their courage, would receive certain rewards. The strong could even become members of the guard for priests and shamans like Helder.

Every orc who could enter the priest's guard was a sufficiently powerful orc, and this was seen as an honor by all orcs. In addition to honor, the orcs who joined would also gain one or more powerful combat skills, and be inscribed with the power of mysterious totems.

On this day, a shaman from the Shadowmoon Clan came to the Warsong Clan's camp and challenged the shamans of the various clans.

This orc, named Gul'dan, used a terrifying power to defeat one powerful orc shaman after another. The vicious and bizarre power reminded everyone present of an evil dragon.

Especially those orc clans who had participated in the Dragon Hunt Festival had a deep and vivid memory of that bone-corroding, vicious energy. That evil dragon could also erode and seize the lives of others, and possessed a terrifying destructive power.

And this lame orc in front of them, in their opinion, was just a lucky guy who didn't know what means he had used to master the power of the evil dragon.

Finally, after defeating the shamans of one clan after another, Gul'dan finally challenged Helder, the high priest of the Warsong Clan. He wanted to defeat all the priests and shamans in full view of everyone, in order to prove the strength of his power!

Orcs revered the strong.

Gul'dan understood the direct thinking of the orcs very well. If he could defeat the rapidly rising high priest, then he could gradually replace him and spread the power of fel energy.

At that time, no orc would be able to resist obtaining this powerful force!

He had planned the steps and measures step by step when he came. The power surging within him also made him firmly believe that he could achieve his goal. Or rather,

He had to control the orcs.

This was the task given to him by the master who had bestowed him with power.

And the Warsong Clan, which had risen rapidly and occupied half of the orc clans in a short period of time, and could still maintain the stability of the elements in an area even after the four major elements had fled, had become a thorn in his side.

If the evil dragon had not been killed by the Warsong Clan, if he was the orc who launched the Dragon Hunt Festival and successfully hunted the evil dragon, then all the prestige and power that Helder was enjoying now would be his.

Unfortunately, he obtained the power one step too late. He could only use the four major elements to verify his power.

At this moment, the clan camp was silent. The defeated shamans retreated to the side with some shame, while the surrounding orcs didn't know what to do.

The orc's honor challenge could not be refused.

But this orc in front of them...

Grommash tightened his grip on the battle axe in his hand, feeling an urge to chop the opponent with an axe.

As an ambitious chieftain, he would not allow or accept any outsiders daring to compete with him for the power beneath one person. All the orcs present knew that the Warsong Clan had completely dedicated its loyalty to the high priest, so Gul'dan's actions were undoubtedly a provocation.

And the other party's strength was indeed the confidence for him to come here to challenge.

An invisible magical wave spread out from the center of the camp. Under Gul'dan's sensitive gaze, the surrounding scenery, like shards of cracked glass, shattered before his eyes in a magnificent and shocking scene.

The land, the air, the elements, seemed to be pieced together and operated like gears under the control of a magnificent, god-like power.

Gul'dan stood in the center of the transformation, as if standing in a rotating world, watching the shattered surroundings being pieced together and filled in piece by piece, and then transformed into a new environment.

A huge circular arena suspended in mid-air with dense patterns. The orcs around him were pulled by the mysterious force and disappeared into the shattered space, appearing in the distance. It was a series of surrounding steps, like seats built around an arena. The various clans were divided into rows.

In front of Gul'dan, a rotating mirror-like surface as brilliant as the starry sky cracked open, as if tearing a spatial rift in space. A thin woman wearing a cloak walked out of the rift.

She was obviously so weak, even weaker than him, but the previously confident Gul'dan suddenly felt a strong, inexplicable fear in his heart.

"Are you the high priest?" Gul'dan suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted loudly at Helder.

"Gul'dan..." Helder's raised eyes flickered with brilliance, like dazzling gems under the lights of the night sky. An inexplicable mental wave spread back and forth throughout the mirror space, and the mental message contained everything Gul'dan had experienced from childhood to adulthood.

The flow of time seemed to lose its meaning under this wave. No matter who it was, even Gul'dan himself, under the influence of this mental wave, had to browse and view his first half of his life.

Starting from Gul'dan's birth in a weak state, to his being driven out of the tribe due to his weakness and disability, during which he experienced all kinds of abuse, ridicule, and contempt, which made him have no sense of belonging to his tribe, only strong hatred! Even towards the orcs.

The old shaman in the tribe sheltered Gul'dan, wanting him to become a shaman, but Gul'dan failed because he could not communicate with the elements. Finally, with the last piece of information given by the old shaman, Gul'dan went to search for the Elemental Throne.

He experienced many hardships, and almost died before arriving at the Elemental Throne. He wanted to master any one of the elements, but these elements always avoided him and resisted him. Finally, in despair and anger, he obtained a gift of another power.

That was the power of fel energy!

A power even stronger than the elements of the Elemental Throne! With it, he defeated the four major elements of the Elemental Throne, and then, under the order of a powerful being, he destroyed his tribe to hide his information, and pretended to be a refugee to come to the powerful Shadowmoon Clan, becoming an apprentice of its chieftain, Ner'zhul...

One memory scene after another kept replaying in Gul'dan's mind, and he couldn't even raise the will to resist. In the time of flickering memories, he even lost the ability to think, and all he could do was to focus and earnestly watch his memories. Finally, it stopped completely when the picture flashed to a huge black shadow.

All the orcs and Gul'dan regained the ability of their brains to think, and they regained the right to think about other things.

The surrounding orcs were fine, they just roared angrily at the scheming Gul'dan, but Gul'dan himself on the field was soaked in cold sweat.

This irresistible method poured a basin of cold water on his arrogance and conceit after obtaining power. The other party obviously did not care about the fel energy surging in his body, and even the fel energy in his body had a sense of docility under the other party's gaze.

This feeling made Gul'dan feel absurd!

He looked at the frail woman opposite him as if facing a formidable enemy, and kept calling out to Kil'jaeden, the powerful being who had given him power. But no matter how he called, Kil'jaeden did not respond.

Was it because of this special enclosed space?

Or, ...

Gul'dan, who had failed to find help, couldn't help but think wildly in his mind. While he was vigilantly watching Helder's movements, he was also planning to retreat.

The other party's move just now was obviously a bit shocking to him. This had dealt a great blow to his self-confidence. What was even worse was that under the influence of that mental wave, all the orcs in this space had browsed his memories, knowing his ill intentions, his plans and purposes. Whether he won or lost, it could already be said that he had failed.

The set of deception methods he had thought of had lost its effect. If he still wanted to win over these orcs present, perhaps he could only adopt some more violent and tough methods.

And obviously, whether it would succeed or not could not be determined.

And his poor performance would inevitably attract the punishment and anger of Kil'jaeden.

"Did you defeat the four major elements?" Helder's voice rang out in the mirror space, just like whispering in people's ears, no matter how noisy the field was, it was still clearly audible.

Gul'dan clenched the staff in his palm.

"They miss you very much." Helder opened his hands.

Four huge elemental lifeforms were summoned and appeared on the field.

Goda'u, Ebrius, Kaladios, Isendraus.

Gul'dan's eyes widened even more when he saw the four elemental spirits who had been defeated and fled reappear before his eyes, and their power was even stronger. He saw a mysterious contract pattern emerging on the four elemental spirits.

The four unruly and chaotic elemental spirits, with their bad personalities, were as docile as pets beside Helder, which made Gul'dan jealous and resentful.

He had once longed to obtain the power of any one of them, but was rejected. Now, all four of them were flattering the mysterious high priest named Helder. It was as if the frail female creature was their master!

The orc shamans on the field who knew the four elemental spirits saw this scene, and their awe of Helder was once again raised to an even more fanatical level, just like believers facing gods, almost to the point of faith.

"What are you calling for? The deceiver Kil'jaeden?" Helder's sudden voice shocked Gul'dan's mind, who was thinking about retreating. He looked at the other party in horror. From just now, it seemed that everything he was thinking was fully revealed in the eyes of the other party, just like his soul was standing naked in front of the other party, allowing the other party to read everything about him.

It was terrifying!

"He can't come. Right now, he is struggling in an infinite loop of time. By the time he breaks free, everything will be settled." Helder said something that made Gul'dan's face change drastically.

The four elemental spirits stepped forward and surrounded him in the center, and the surging and violent elemental power gathered on the field.

A thick green energy passed through the four elements and went straight to where Helder was. Under Gul'dan's delighted gaze, Helder, who did not dodge or avoid it, took it head-on. Gul'dan almost ecstatically used fel magic, wanting to draw on Helder's life.

However, under his dazed gaze, Helder, who was locked on by fel magic, looked at him quietly as if nothing had happened. Gul'dan did not give up and used fel magic twice more, but each time it lost its effect when it fell on Helder.

"The power of magic has no effect on me. Your magic is novel, but it has not exceeded my understanding." Helder looked at Gul'dan's panicked, dazed, angry, and fearful face, and said the words that made Gul'dan feel the most despair in a calm language. He didn't believe that his magic was useless against Helder. It was obviously so powerful!

But the facts did not change according to Gul'dan's will. For Helder, who had inherited all of Gu Yi's abilities and knowledge, she had adaptability to any mysterious energy that could be used as magical energy, and the Apostle's Heart given to her by Luke was enough to give her powerful calculation and analysis power when facing mysterious magical power.

Fel energy is a powerful energy.

But the degree of danger is at most equivalent to the dimensional power of those demon gods.

She has rich experience and methods in dealing with these negative energies and magic.

The four elemental spirits launched a cataclysmic attack. They were all bound by Helder with a powerful force and established an insurmountable contract. The other party was like the monarch of the elements, possessing various means of tossing the elements and energy.

The four elemental spirits now didn't even dare to feel ill towards Helder, and could only vent all their dissatisfaction and anger on Gul'dan, who had caused all of this. Without him, the four of them would have been fine staying at the Elemental Throne, and they might not have been discovered by this terrible mage, captured one by one, and forcibly contracted.

PS: Thank you to the student of Quiet Peak for the reward.