The tick-tock of time will not stop with anyone's retention. History has turned a new page and entered the Dark Portal 9 years ago.
Nearly 2 years have passed since the end of the Orc War, but the memories of the orcs in the continental countries have not been eliminated. The reason is very simple, except for those who were placed in several prisoner of war camps in the Arathi Highlands and Hillsbrad Hills.
In addition to the orc captives, there are orc bandits roaming almost everywhere on the continent.
That was one year and six months ago, when the Dark Portal opened for the second time, the orcs entered Azeroth, but were forced to stay in this world because the Dark Portal suddenly closed.
They have a large number of people and need to survive. Although the original gathering place of Stranglethorn Valley is rich in vegetation and resources, the most rudimentary fishing and hunting life cannot support so many orcs gathered together. What's more, Stranglethorn Valley is Gurubashi.
The traditional territory of the trolls, those trolls who still retain the barbaric headhunting custom will not allow the orcs to occupy their territory.
The two sides often fought in the dense forest, but the Bleeding Ring orcs were also very brave. They withstood the attack of the Gurubashi troll and opened a new city for the orcs on the beach of Stranglethorn Vale. It was ruled by Kilrogg, the chief of the Bleeding Ring clan.
, most of the old, weak and children of the orcs were placed there, but the equally powerful Warsong, Thunder King and Shattered Hand clan were unwilling to succumb to others.
After settling the old, weak, women and children, and helping the Bleeding Ring Orcs repel the trolls, they all left Stranglethorn Vale.
Currently, according to intelligence from Stormwind City's MI7, which is closest to Stranglethorn Vale, the Warsong Clan is operating near the Arathi Highlands. They seem to be planning to liberate the prisoner-of-war camps where orcs are imprisoned. The Shattered Hand Clan is in the northeast of Khaz Modan, the dwarf territory.
Take root in the barren land and compete with the vicious Dark Iron Dwarves and some exiled ogres for control of that place.
The Thunder King clan went the furthest. They went to the Hinterlands and built their own fortress in that wild land that had not yet been opened up. After the Wildhammer dwarves and the Evilbranch trolls, they became the Hinterlands.
The third largest force.
If we also count the Dragonmaw Clan that occupies Grim Batol City in the Wetlands, the Blackrock Clan that occupies the Blackrock Spire in the Burning Plains, and the Frostwolf Clan that lives in seclusion in the Alterac Valley, the world of Draenor is one of the most famous clans in the world.
, almost all of them have taken root in Azeroth. Although life is a little harder, it is still much better than staying in Draenor and waiting to die.
The human kingdom is not unaware of the threat posed by these roaming orc bandits, but just after the second war, the national strength of all countries has been damaged. During the period of recuperation, it really cannot use more power to encircle and suppress these orcs.
So for a while, the two parties were like beasts licking each other's wounds. When the injuries from the fight were almost healed, a new round of fighting would definitely happen, but that was what happened in the future.
"Mom, mom!"
At the edge of the Hinterlands jungle, a female orc who was picking up the fur of a wolf in the sun heard her son's call. She put down the leather goods in her hands, raised her head, and saw her son dragging a wolf cub running towards her.
come over.
Nora opened her arms and held her son in her arms. Although he was only 2 years old, the orc child had grown into a tiger-like figure. If he looked closely, he looked 70% similar to the former Varok Saurfang.
"I saw Uncle Brooks. He came back from hunting and brought back many, many prey! We can eat meat!"
The little orc opened his arms and his eyes were full of excitement. He danced and described how big and rich the prey was. This happy gesture made his mother laugh. She put the little orc on the ground and patted him.
head:
"You have to be obedient and help your Uncle Brooks take care of the furs of those prey first, Delanoche, otherwise there will be no meat to eat today!"
"But Sora is helping him!"
The little orc raised his head and retorted: "Sora alone is enough. I want to play for a while longer. By the way, Mom, Sora and I went out to play yesterday and saw some dwarves in the forest! Their beards are really real.
So ugly! He also had a black fire stick in his hand, and those big fierce birds... gryphons! I remember this name!"
"What? Dwarves? Why are they here?"
After hearing her son's words, Nora immediately became nervous. The Hinterlands is a good place with rich products and enough prey. However, the Wildhammer dwarves here are very powerful. After the Thunder King clan migrated here, they have already fought with the dwarves.
Several battles were fought, with neither side winning or losing, but after all, the Thunder King clan had a small number of people and was on the disadvantaged side.
Noila hugged her son tightly, she squatted down and asked nervously:
"Are those dwarves coming towards us? How many are they?"
"Don't worry, Mom!"
Delanoche comforted his mother and whispered:
"Sora has told the chief about this news. Chief Fenris personally went to check it out with his people. It is said that the dwarves went to fight the trolls and just passed by. Those trolls are uglier than the dwarves! They often come to rob them.
Our food, by the way, mom, tell me another story about dad!"
The little orc sat in his mother's arms and whispered:
"Is dad really more powerful than Chief Fenris? Then why isn't he by our side to protect us? Sora told me that dad stayed in our world. Mom, where is our world? Is it far from the Hinterlands?
"
Hearing this request, the expression on Nola's face became sad. She touched her son's head and said softly:
"Hasn't this story been told many times? Your father is the hero of the tribe. No one is more powerful than him. He is waiting for you in Draenor. When you grow up and become a real warrior, you
You can ride your own wolf across this land... In the south, at the end of the south, there is a door... Go through that door and you can return to our world."
"Delanor, that world also has the same grassland as the Hinterlands. It is bigger and wider than the grasslands of the Hinterlands. You can't see the end at a glance. Your father and I were born there. We met and became friends there.
couple..."
"Mom, why are you crying again?"
The little orc raised his head, wiped away his mother's tears, and said to his mother:
"Dad must have made you sad. He left us. He is a bad person!"
"Don't say that!"
Noila's voice suddenly became stern, she stared at her son and said in a deep voice:
"Your father is a hero! His name is Varok Saurfang. No one can blame him, and neither can you! You must work hard to learn to fight with your uncle Brox and become a brave hero like him, and then
Go find him on behalf of your poor mother...ahem"
Before Nora could finish her words, she broke out into a violent cough. Her health was not good, especially after traveling through the Dark Portal while pregnant, and the violent magic hurt her body even more, so that
Nora, who was once a good hunter, could only stay at home and do some fur processing.
But even though the environment in the Hinterlands is very good, the air is great, and the food is good, Nora's body is still getting weaker day by day. As a child, Delanosh can't understand so much, but Nora
La knew...she might not be around long.
She held her son in her arms, which was the heir to her and her husband Varok, the fruit of their lives. After she left, she didn't know what kind of fate Dranosh would have.
As a person who has experienced the Draenor disaster for 20 years, Nora has become very indifferent to life and death, but in the last period of her life, she often climbed up and looked out. On the top of the Hinterlands, she would
Trying to look south, trying to see that impossible door, the door that separated life and death from her husband.
"Saurfang, if you are still alive... you must live strong. Your son has been born. He will become a warrior like you. One day, he will go to you... to pay tribute to me on my behalf.
You tell me my longing and attachment."
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"Success!"
In the mage tower of Watchfort, the messy-haired Khadgar waved a roll of drawings filled with magic patterns and shouted to the mages around him:
"We succeeded! We have completely mastered the structure and transmission method of the Dark Portal! Soon, soon we will open it!"
This news immediately caused a sensation in Watchfort. The sons of Lothar, who had long been determined to destroy the threat of the Dark Portal, were naturally excited. Needless to say, other forces also learned about the news from various channels.
Kurdran, who was stationed in the forward guard tower, had already rushed back to Watchfort, as well as Alleria Windrunner, who was stationed in Swamp of Sorrows, and Danaus Trollbane, who had just set off from Stromgarde.
Turalyon set out again with the paladins.
The sons of Lothar never forget the oath they swore!
Later, a human male wearing a black robe quickly walked into Khadgar's mage tower. He politely said to the archmage:
"I heard the news of your success, and my master was very happy. He specifically asked me to ask you if there is anything you need, and he will provide it immediately."
"Oh, Aulician, first say hello to Lord Presto for me."
Khadgar cleaned up his bad image and said to the messenger behind him without looking back: "I may need a magic carrier that can carry huge magic power to open the cracks in the Dark Door. I will prepare the rest myself.
of."
"Very good! What you need will be delivered to you as quickly as possible."
The man named Aulician leaned down to salute, and then strode away. When he disappeared, Khadgar raised his head, and a pair of calm eyes were reflected in the mirror.
A year and a half ago, he met with Lord Presto. After that, Aulishian appeared as a liaison to Khadgar, although he was as polite as Lord Presto.
, and he abides by etiquette very much, but the Archmage just doesn't like him, there is no reason, it is a kind of instinctive disgust.
Khadgar always felt that there was a dark soul hidden beneath Aurician's submissive exterior... although he had no evidence to prove this.
But hate it, hate it. In more than a year of research, the lord far away in Alterac has helped him a lot. Khadgar has never seen such a generous and wealthy noble. As long as he opens his mouth, even if
It is the rarest magic material and will be delivered to him as quickly as possible.
This responsive attitude made Khadgar feel a sense of urgency. The Lord seemed to be very anxious to reopen the Dark Portal. Of course, he also had a suitable reason. The Book of Medivh did belong to Alterac.
Treasure, it is reasonable for the lord who now controls the Kingdom of Alterac to want to find it.
But Khadgar feels that this matter is not that simple... Lord Presto has a secret! And it has a lot to do with the Dark Portal or the world of Draenor behind the door. This has nothing to do with it.
doubt.
in addition...
"I don't know if it's an illusion..."
After Khadgar tidied up his gray hair, he looked in the mirror and murmured to himself: "I always feel that this year and a half has passed very quickly... It seems like it's just a blink of an eye."
After standing there for a few minutes, Khadgar shook his head:
"No matter! Tomorrow, we will start setting up the magic circle tomorrow and prepare to pass through the Dark Portal!"
He walked to the edge of the mage tower, looked at the Dark Door in the distance, and whispered:
"I don't know what kind of changes have taken place in the world behind that door in the past year and a half..."
Khadgar did not notice that along with his movements, a yellow light like a clock hand flashed behind him. His time seemed to be separated from the time of the outside world and was passing abnormally fast. Obviously, for opening
Regarding the Dark Portal, it's not just Lothar's son and Lord Presto who are worried... there are also other more mysterious forces.