Qimeng was shocked. He had never seen such a magical powder that could heal a broken hand so quickly! "What... what is this?"
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“In our divine realm, this is just an ordinary healing medicine.
But for you, this is a miracle drug.
And these medicines are all made from medicinal materials from our divine realm and refined from the water of the Divine River."
Ye Fan smiled calmly: "Qimeng, I have said everything that needs to be said.
I just want to ask you, how much more blood do you want to use to prove that I have the strength to destroy all of you?"
"Lord God Envoy!"
Qimeng said nothing more and solemnly bowed to Ye Fan, "We, the orc tribe, will no longer interfere with the envoys to draw the water of the Divine River!"
"very good."
Ye Fan laughed, brushed the space stone with his palm, and immediately hundreds of bottles of coagulation powder and thousands of bottles of Wuyuan spirit appeared in the camp.
"In the past, the miracle medicines and waters we made were given to people in other, more miserable worlds.
This time I have a mission to solve the problems of your world.
If I complete the task, I will represent the divine realm and bestow magical medicine and divine water on all major tribes.
Now, these are yours!"
Ye Fan, the Spirit of Wuyuan, had too many bottles. When he gave them to Shangguan Liuyun, they had several thousand bottles.
Now he stands at the pinnacle of the God War Continent and is the number one hero of the Holy War. He has received countless benefits in private.
Not to mention Wuyuan Spirit, even if it is a large-scale spiritual vein, Ye Fan has dozens of them to his name, and the Wuyuan Spirit produced every day is calculated in tons.
If he is willing, he can use Wuyuan's spirit to bathe, wash his face, and brush his teeth in the future.
This time, Ye Fan was well prepared and brought a few Wuyuan Spirits of Space Stones and about first-grade healing medicine.
These drugs are very common in the God War Continent, and you can collect a large number of them by spending a little money.
As for elixirs of grade three or above, it is a bit expensive to purchase them on a large scale, and they are also more difficult to acquire.
Therefore, Ye Fan carried only first- and second-grade coagulation powder, recovery liquid, and intermediate and high-level elixirs. He only brought a few to prepare for a rainy day.
The physical talents of the orcs are very terrifying, and they have very powerful recovery abilities.
The Spirit of Wuyuan and the low-level healing medicine were enough to fool them! Qimeng was so shocked by Ye Fan's generosity that he was speechless.
He has never used Wuyuan Spirit, but he has seen with his own eyes the efficacy of those Coagulation Powder and Restoration Liquid.
"God's great ambassador... Sir, are these all for us?"
Qimeng asked in fear.
"That's right."
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Of course, if you don't want it, I can give it to others."
"No, no, we want it!"
Qimeng was overjoyed and led a group of orc tribes to express their gratitude to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan played the trick of one slap and one sweet date to perfection, and gained momentum in front of the orc tribe.
Of course, thanks to the simplicity of the orcs, if it were left to the humans in the Alliance, it might not be so easy to play with.
"Qimeng, I have said long ago that the God Envoy is a representative of nobility, justice, and kindness. He has no hostility towards us. You insist on making things difficult for him. Now you know you are wrong?"
Duke said with a smile.
"I know I was wrong."
Qimeng nodded and distributed Wuyuan Spirit, Coagulation Powder, and Restoration Liquid in front of Ye Fan.
There are more than 60 orc clans and tribes, and each family can only receive more than 20 bottles of Wuyuan Spirit and a dozen bottles of blood coagulation powder and recovery fluid on average.
It is completely incomparable to the hundred bottles of Wuyuan Spirit and the hundred bottles of coagulation powder and recovery liquid that Ye Fan gave to Duke.
However, those orc clans were not dissatisfied.
After all, Duke was the first person to accept Ye Fan, and he took the risk to bring Ye Fan into the orc clan's tent, worked hard to ease the relationship between the two parties, and even almost had one of his hands cut off.
For this reason, they sincerely admire Duke.
"Lord God Envoy, what are you going to do next?"
Qimeng looked a little solemn.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "With you as an example, other tribes and races will not be stupid enough to become my enemy, right?"
"Most of the tribes are fine, except for the two major races of blood elves and pandaren..." Qimeng said worriedly: "As early as ten thousand years ago, our tribe entered the Outland for the first time. We originally thought it was an undeveloped world.
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But not long after they were stationed, they met an envoy from the divine realm.
The place where they entered the Blade's Edge Mountains was the homeland of the blood elves and pandaren.
A bloody battle broke out between the two sides. Hundreds of thousands of blood elves and pandaren were killed, and their clan was almost wiped out... Lord Divine Envoy, I know there was some misunderstanding about what happened back then, but now that the matter has come to this point, the hatred is very deep. I am afraid that the two clans will not be able to reconcile in a short time.
Those who can accept the messengers from the divine realm!”
"Ok, I know."
Ye Fan nodded slightly, "Back then, the messengers from the Divine Realm were very ruthless in their actions, not only in your world, but also in other worlds.
I do not deny the mistakes made by the envoys of the Divine Realm back then, so I asked for orders to restore the prestige of the Divine Realm!"
Although Ye Fan has been deceiving the orcs, his starting point is to avoid the destruction of the two worlds.
Coupled with his own selfishness, he wanted to enter World of Warcraft and experience it.
Therefore, he could only take other measures to win the favor of the tribe.
Otherwise, with what Bai Ze and the others did, Blade's Edge Mountain would have been filled with blood! Ye Fan looked at Qimeng and Duke and said sincerely: "I need your help!"
"yes!"
Kimon and Duke nodded repeatedly.
"Lord Envoy of God, what should we do if the blood elves and pandaren still refuse to let go of their hatred?"
Duke asked.
"My original intention is to avoid killing. As long as world peace can be restored, my personal reputation does not matter."
Ye Fan said calmly: "It's just that if they don't know how to advance or retreat, I can only let them feel the fear of ten thousand years ago again."
"Well!"
Duke and Chimon had a cold war together.
They could see that although the God Envoy was easy to talk to, he had a strict bottom line.
As long as his bottom line is not violated, he can treat any race or life equally.
Even if Qimeng offended him like that just now, he didn't blame him. Instead, he gave him a large amount of divine water and magical medicine.
How great this is! "Master God Envoy, we will definitely help you convince the blood elves and pandaren!"
Duke and Chimon pledged loudly.
"Um."
Ye Fan nodded slightly, "Okay, I'll go settle my men first.
Qimeng, please arrange an area for me to keep everyone else away. If you have any issues, you can report them in advance and I will come out as soon as possible."
"yes!"
Qimeng turned around and walked out of the tent.
An hour later, Ye Fan came to a tall black stone mountain, where hundreds of thousands of demon clan troops were bustling and entrenched.
Originally, they were prepared for a bloody battle, but they never imagined that things would take a huge turn.
The war was averted. The opponents who were originally fighting for each other respectfully arranged a camp for them to rest and also sent them enough food.