In Orgrimmar City and Grommash Fortress, Garrosh looked at Thrall, who was carrying a package, wearing a shaman robe, and carrying the Doomhammer on his back. The orc warlord couldn't help but say:
"Can't you stay a little longer? Yolin and the others are on their way back. At least they can have a few more drinks with us."
"Stop it, Garrosh."
Thrall looked open-minded, and he winked at Garrosh:
"Don't make it feel like parting between life and death. It's not that I can't come back. I'm just leaving Orgrimmar temporarily. The connection between the elemental realm and the present world is not yet stable. In the next few years, I will focus my energy there.
, I will come back when Dranosh becomes warchief."
"I know."
Garrosh cursed unhappily:
"I just feel aggrieved. You are obviously a qualified chief and everyone trusts you. But just because of the persecution of a group of old men, you have to leave your hometown. I have never felt that those old men are so hateful."
"But they are right to be concerned, Garrosh."
Sal sighed and said:
"I hold the authority of the earth, which is a force that destroys the balance. Although I know that I will not use it to do anything wrong. But as long as I exist in Orgrimmar for one day, the surrounding forces, large and small, will not feel at ease. Even the tauren
And the trolls will alienate us... The day I inherit this power, I will no longer be a simple orc."
"The Forgotten Kings will not allow me to control this power as an orc. I must become a neutral, an absolute neutral."
Having said this, Thrall shrugged. This wise orc knew all the truths, and these truths allowed him to maintain an optimistic attitude. He carried the package, reached out and patted Garrosh on the shoulder, and said:
"I'm leaving now and will keep in touch via letters later. By the way, pursue Agna well. She is a good girl. When you get married, I will go to Nagrand to attend the wedding! Hahaha, maybe your children will also be in the future.
He will choose the way of shamanism, and I am happy to be his mentor."
"My children will not become shamans!"
Garrosh also laughed, and he helped Thrall carry a box. As the two walked out, Garrosh said:
"Members of the Hellscream family will all be the best warriors. Besides, my old man is still keeping an eye on me... Recently I even sent some of my clansmen back to Draenor to rebuild the Warsong clan in the Nagrand grasslands. I also
Very busy...Oh, everyone is very busy, and the mess left by the Doomsday War means that we don’t even have time to drink anymore.”
"Stop complaining."
Sal laughed:
"Orcs have never been afraid of war, but we do not desire war either. The era to come is destined to be an era of peace. By the way, I heard that the goblins of the Steamwheedle Consortium and the Bilgewater Consortium have restarted their 'Star Project'.
We orcs are lagging behind in this aspect, so I told Dranosh not to miss the opportunity and join forces with those goblins to push our orc civilization into the stars."
"Well, I will remind him."
Garrosh walked around the door of Grommash Fortress, and when he stepped out of the hall, he suddenly saw a figure waiting in front of him. Garrosh turned his head, winked at Thrall with a strange expression, and then
Shi Shiran dragged the box and left quickly. Sal, who was confused, took a step forward and saw the figure blocking his eyes.
The figure that Sal subconsciously avoided.
Sola.
Sora Saurfang, the daughter of Lord Brox, the cousin of Dranosh, an outstanding female orc warrior, and an admirer of Thrall.
"Sal!"
Sora folded her arms and carried a heavy battle ax. Although she was not wearing armor, she looked like a warrior. She did not look like a fangirl bidding farewell to her lover. She looked at Thrall in front of her, her eyes flashing. With a hint of determination, she took a step forward, just like a warrior stepping into the battlefield. She looked at Sal, but Sal's eyes were a little wandering, as if he didn't dare to look into Sola's blue eyes.
"I know that you grew up in the human world. I know that you don't really understand the feelings between orcs."
Sora said bravely and calmly:
"I can even guess that you will always be a little uncomfortable talking about relationships with an orc like me. Talanji told me that your aesthetics may be different from ours. In your eyes, I may be ugly. . ”
"Sora, I..."
"Let me finish!"
Sora stretched out his hand to interrupt Thrall's retort. The brave orc girl looked into Thrall's eyes and said:
"But people of the Saurfang family, whether they are men or women, have no tradition of hiding their feelings. You have to leave this city. I know that this is an order from the old men. I will not force you to stay here. ! But Sal... as long as you nod, I will go with you! If... if the partner you are looking forward to in life is a human, then I will never pester you again from now on."
"I also have my own pride...Now, tell me your answer, Sal."
Although she spoke decisively, Sora's eyes still flashed with a trace of nervousness and expectation. After all, she was still a young girl and had never experienced real feelings. In the distance, Garrosh was sitting on Thrall's box. , also holding a piece of barbecued meat from an unknown source and a bottle of dwarf thunder ale in his hand.
This unscrupulous warlord who strongly watched the former war chief's emotional dispute even called his rumored girlfriend Agna over.
Thrall must make a decision immediately, otherwise if it continues, even Vol'jin and Baine may be called over by Garrosh to watch the show.
"I..."
Sal was confused inside.
He didn't know how to answer Sola. He didn't hate the straightforward girl in front of him. But he also admitted that in his past life, Sal's choice of partners was based on his sister Taresha. .
After all, Taresha was always by Sal's side when he was growing up.
"Tell me the answer! Thrall."
Sora clenched his fists:
"Don't act like a coward!"
Forced by Sola's momentum, Thrall couldn't help but take a step back. He lowered his head, not daring to look into Sola's eyes. This gesture disappointed the orc girl. Sora bit his lips, but remained silent for a few seconds. After a few minutes, she sighed, turned around and left a little lonely.
Under the streetlight, Sora's shadow was stretched out.
But just after Sola took a few steps, her wrist was grabbed by Thrall.
Sola turned around. Behind her, Sal finally stopped running away. He looked at Sola seriously and said:
"Sora, I can't give you an answer right now."
"As you said, part of my soul was shaped by humans. I have always been confused about my identity. Am I an orc or half-human? It is even more difficult for me to cut off my feelings. But... ..If you can give me some time, maybe, I can try to accept the emotion that is very foreign to me..."
"Are you willing to leave with me?"
Sal said seriously:
"Are you willing to try it with me? I can't give you a definite answer. But, I promise, I will take this relationship seriously."
Facing Sal's request, Sola's blue eyes flashed with light. Finally, she broke away from Sal's hand and stepped forward without looking back. Behind her, Sal's face became a little sad.
.
But Sora didn't leave.
She walked up to Garrosh and kicked Garrosh on the butt:
"Get away!"
Garrosh did not dare to argue with this crazy woman, and could only watch as Sola carried Thrall's box. The orc girl, who was carrying a battle ax and wearing a long skirt, looked back at Thrall and waved.
:
"What are you waiting for? Come on!"
"If it's any later, we won't be able to catch the goblins' last steam train."
Hearing this call, Thrall was stunned for a moment. He shrugged and carried the package. Amid Garrosh's good-natured and funny cheers, he walked a few steps quickly and came to Sora's side. The two of them walked together under the illumination of the street lamp.
Walk towards the city gates of Orgrimmar.
In a new era, it is time to start a new life.
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In the Titan City of Ulduar, the mechanical guardian Mimiron holds a disc in his hand, which is the carrier of the Titans' precious knowledge.
The Doomsday War has ended. The guardians have repelled the wind element that invaded the world. The wind rider Al'Akir has even been chopped off the elemental body, and its heart of quiet wind has been sent to the great lord Terry.
It is said that the thing in Ang's hand may become the energy source for the Dark Blade Legion to march into the Death Star Sea.
The elemental hearts of Ragnaros, the Fire Demon King, and Therazane, the Stone Mother, have both been taken out.
In the current four elemental realms, except for the Throat of the Abyss of Tidehunter Neptulon, which remains calm, the other three elemental planes have been in turmoil. Ambitious elemental lords are all trying to compete for the elements.
The throne of the Great King, but just like in this world, there is also a new order that has been reset in the elemental realm.
The shamans and titan guardians of the Earth Ring are responsible for maintaining the stable integration of the elemental realm and the real world. They will no longer allow the unruly elemental creatures to once again try to destroy the hard-won peaceful era of the real world.
However, for the Titan Guardians, the end of the Doomsday War is just because a new, unprecedented challenge falls on their shoulders.
"Shua"
Mimiron put the disk in his hand into the Titan instrument, and a mechanical drawing composed of blue projection appeared in front of his eyes.
It was a huge energy storage and release device. It was like an elongated water bottle, with several outward-spreading pipes extending from the top, forming a sphere similar to the world frame.
"The Origin Forge...is a really complex project."
Mimiron scratched his round metal head and whispered:
"It cannot be copied as it is. The world of Argus is too broken. It cannot carry the complete facilities of the Origin Furnace. It needs to be simplified...well, simplified to the greatest extent."
The mechanical guardian stretched out his hand and removed many unnecessary devices from the complex spherical instrument in front of him. He wanted to redesign a simple origin furnace mechanism.
High Lord Tyrion once promised the Titan Souls that he would try to reshape the ecology of the world of Argus. This matter is not just talk, it is very complicated. After the end of the Doomsday War, this task will
It fell into the hands of the guardians who were most familiar with Titan facilities, and they had to complete the design in the shortest possible time.
However, it is not enough to have complete design drawings and mechanical creations.
This thing is to be placed in the core of the world of Argus. That world is already in dire straits and has experienced the cruelest ravages of war in the Doomsday War. It can be said that the world of Argus has reached the end of its collapse. If you are not careful,
, that world will fall apart immediately.
"Muradin!"
Mimiron activated the communicator. In front of him, a blue projection opened, and the figure of the diamond dwarf Muradin soon appeared on the communicator.
"What's the current situation on Argus? Have the bugs subsided?"
"No! They're still breeding."
The dwarf's rough voice came, with undisguised worry in it:
"After the battle with the demons, the number of bugs not only did not decrease, but began to grow explosively after the demons retreated. Now all edible things in Argus have been targeted by them. Fortunately, the Druid
The confinement set up with the aqirs is still effective, they did not attack the sentries stationed here."
"But if they are allowed to continue to reproduce, the situation will be difficult to predict."
Muradin said to Mimiron in a cautious tone:
"I heard from the sentries of the Pioneer Army that humanoid bugs have appeared in the past few days, and they are quite intelligent. They are avoiding direct contact with the sentries and observers... I think those bugs may know that we are going to
What to do, and they're still trying to find a way to survive."
"This is too exaggerated."
The mechanical guardian raised his thick eyebrows and said in a screaming voice:
"The evolution speed of insects should not be so fast, but it is not a big problem."
"Muradin, you placed the world beacon in the core of the world under the Antolan wasteland. Once we have made the origin furnace dedicated to Argus, we will send it there immediately. It should be there.
Within the next few months, the reshaping of that world will be completed... The bugs will be broken down by the Titan energy into the elements needed for the new world. Trust me, they will not be a problem."
"Okay, I understand."
The diamond dwarf responded and hung up the communication.
For the world of Argus that has been completely occupied by insects, there is no one more suitable for this kind of positioning and exploration task than Muradin. Even if his diamond body is let go to be bitten by the insects, those insects will not even think of harming Mu.
Even a little bit of Latin.
"Lord Elune is still waiting."
Mimiron looked at the simplified drawings in front of him, and the mechanical guardian said to himself:
"Argus is a testing ground. Once Argus's recovery is completed... the next step will probably be the search and resurrection of other Titan Souls."
"The glory of the Pantheon..."
"Sooner or later it will shine on these stars again! Order, that is the light of order."
