Varian's eyes glazed over, and he felt like a zombie, forced to accept the terrible rumors about the world of Draenor.
"I'll be caught and eaten by orcs."
Varian had anticipated his tragic end.
Khadgar's originally bright eyes lost their sparkle. The horror of the Draenor world made him completely lose confidence. He couldn't wait to rush back to Karazhan and persuade Medivh to give up attacking Draenor.
But Medivh will not listen to the advice. After all, Medivh has a way out. No matter how legendary the world of Draenor is, it is still a piece of cake in front of the Legion.
Maraad let out a long breath, but his expression became even more ugly:
"The next thing I want to talk about is a legendary chief from Frostfire Ridge. In my opinion, even Sargeras is not his opponent."
"Impossible!" Khadgar couldn't help but retorted.
Maraad glared at Khadgar rudely:
"You simply don't understand what kind of terrifying creature you are about to face. Frostfire Ridge, the Frostwolf clan has surrendered to the Goria Empire for generations, but there is an orc clan that never takes the ogres seriously. It is
The legendary Thunder God clan."
Khadgar said in surprise: "I know the orc clans in the world of Draenor quite well. Compared with powerful clans such as Warsong and Blackstone, the Thunder God clan is not on the table."
Maraad mocked lightly: "That's because you didn't face the peak Thunder God Clan. The Thunder God Clan once had a civil strife and lost their most terrifying weapon. Otherwise, Azeroth would have been occupied by the orcs."
Facing Khadgar's doubts, Maraad said word by word: "Do you know Grom'gar?"
Khadgar scratched his head in surprise: "I heard that there is a huge skeleton in Frostfire Ridge. The ancestor of the Thunder God clan once killed an earth giant named Gromgar. From then on, the Thunder God clan lived in Gromgar.
Within the bones of Garr.”
Maraad said seriously:
"Gromgar is not an earth giant."
Maraad was immersed in memories: "Among the draenei, I am the one who has lived longer. I have helped the draenei avoid the demonic army of the Burning Legion time and time again. I once controlled
The magic that destroys the heaven and the earth. I listened to the prophet Velen and gave up magic to practice the Holy Light. Unfortunately, my current strength is not as good as one percent of what it was in its heyday."
Smiling to himself, Maraad asked: "Khadgar, do you know why the Draeni chose the world of Draenor?"
Khadgar shook his head.
"The universe is so vast, and the Burning Legion is like a cat playing with a mouse, teasing us Drani people, and we are a disaster star. All worlds that provide us with shelter will be swallowed up by the Legion's blazing flames without exception, until they are no longer
No planet is willing to accept us. The draenei are completely desperate. The Burning Legion has probably exhausted its patience and wants to wipe us out in one fell swoop.
"A powerful being from the void sheltered us and repelled the Legion. It was a terrifying shadow creature whose huge body was far larger than the Titan we know. The Draenei believe in the Holy Light, and the protection of the void creature has a strong belief in it.
Unfavorable, so only a few people know the truth.
"The void creature is named Gromgar. He sympathizes with the Draeni people and tells us that there is a skeleton that he shed in the distant world of Draenor. There is a group of savage creatures with fangs that pry into the secrets of the skeleton.
, which made him feel very unhappy. If we can drive away the fanged creatures and help maintain the bones, he is willing to provide us with eternal shelter."
Khadgar was very puzzled and asked: "Why did you refuse?"
Maraad sighed and said: "Gromgar is so powerful, but he wants to drive away the orcs with the help of the draenei. Don't you find it strange?"
Khadgar fell into deep thought for a long time before saying: "Elune, the Moon Goddess."
Maraad nodded:
"The orcs are inextricably linked to the Moon God, and they are probably the blood people of Elune. When we went through all the hardships to reach the world of Draenor, the Holy Light issued a warning, and we could only break our promise. The Burning Legion
They chased him all the way, probably because they were afraid of the relationship between the orcs and Elune, so they didn't destroy Draenor like before.
"The secret of Gromgar somehow reached the ears of the Frostwolf clan. Fenris Wolfvein, the eldest son of the Frostwolf clan chief Galada, learned about this and resolutely gave up inheriting the position of chief and joined the Thunder God.
Clan. As an outsider with no blood relationship, he relied on his superb skills and strength to
His character became famous and gradually gained power. Fenris changed his name to Iron Wolf and gained the recognition of this powerful void creature through Gromgar's skeleton. With Gromgar's protection, the Thunder God clan is invincible. Unfortunately for Fenris
Reese also had a weakness, and was harmed by his third brother Durotan."
Khadgar's fist gradually clenched: "Are you worried that Fenris would not die in the world of Draenor thirty-five years ago?"
Maraad trembled:
"Fenris's weakness is his three useless sons. Garrosh entered that time period. If a warning had been issued in advance, Durotan might have died. Fenris would replace Durotan's coward and become the Seven Heroes of Draenor, and even
He is the leader, and if the Iron Horde looks down upon him, we will all die."
Varian finally saw a glimmer of hope and reminded: "Including Medivh."
Maraad nodded: "In front of the great Gromgar, Medivh is worse than a bedbug."
Khadgar turned to look at Varian and said sadly:
"Do you think you can scare Medivh? You don't know how stubborn he is. Dealing with Elune, the Legion of Light, the Titans, and the Burning Legion is a matter of taking chestnuts from the fire. Medivh will not give up. Grom
Such a terrifying existence as Garr will only make Medivh more fascinated."
Varian's face turned pale, he lowered his head helplessly, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
Khadgar smiled bitterly and said: "It's time to prepare the cemetery for everyone. I have already thought of the epitaph."
Frostfire Ridge, as its name suggests, has both white snow and hot lava.
After stepping into this land, Grimac looked very nervous and whispered:
"Terrains like Frostfire Ridge would have been destroyed long ago without the suppression of Gromgar's skeleton. Garrosh, have you already thought about it? If you want the Iron Horde to be invincible, of course Fenris will be the leader.
The best, or find a way to kill him, and let the suitable person in your mind serve as the leader."
Garrosh said coldly:
"There is an old saying in Mulgore: I would rather be the head of a chocobo than the tail of a tauren. My choice is to kill Fenris."
Grimac nodded without any surprise:
"In this case, let's go to see Durotan. Although Frostfire Ridge is desolate and desolate, here is the largest and most luxurious gold-selling kiln in the world of Draenor. Durotan, the incompetent youngest son of Galada, the chief of the Frostwolf clan, is a frequent visitor to the gold-selling kiln.
"
Garrosh suddenly became interested and pretended to be nonchalant: "It doesn't matter what the gold-selling kiln is. Meeting Durotan is the most important thing. Please tell me where that place is?"