Chen Stormstout and Taran Zhu, who were originally in a confrontation, saw Velen and others returning. The two pandaren often made surprisingly consistent movements, rolling towards Velen one to the left and the other to the right.
Khadgar pulled Chen Stormstout into a corner and whispered a few words in his ear.
Chen Stormstout asked in surprise: "Are you telling the truth?"
Khadgar nodded: "I have verified it, and it seems very reliable so far."
Chen Stormstout's eyes rolled around.
Khadgar told Chen Stormstout about the conditions of Velen, a habitable planet.
The attraction of a planet far outweighs the disputes between the two parties. Chen Stormstout couldn't help but be moved.
Anaclos walked towards Zhu Taran and whispered in his ear.
If you want to ensure Velen's safety, deception is not enough. It is better to use bribery. This has been discussed long ago.
Zhu Taran's expression changed slightly and his brows furrowed.
Pandaria is too small and there is the threat of mantid, so it is not suitable for the development and growth of pandaren.
Wouldn't it be great if there was a planet with only one intelligent race, the Pandaren?
Chen Stormstout was smiling with enthusiasm: "Prophet Velen, we had many misunderstandings before. We all believe in your character. You are morally noble, kind and kind, and will never collude with the evil Burning Legion.
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Velen also smiled in return: "Since it is a misunderstanding, as long as it can be resolved, it will be fine. The important thing is that everyone gets along in harmony and contributes to the construction of Azeroth."
Zhu Taran made a gesture to Chen Stormstout, who immediately understood and pretended to be worried:
"Velen, you are the greatest prophet in Azeroth. Azeroth will be destroyed without you. Then Illidan Stormrage has misunderstood you and must get rid of you. For your safety, I
I suggest you go to White Tiger Temple and stay for a while. Once we eradicate Illidan, you will be free."
Velen's expression changed, and he waved his hands hurriedly: "I don't want to disturb you any more. I will handle Illidan's affairs myself."
Zhu Taran blocked the door and blocked Velen's way: "Prophet Velen, the White Tiger Temple is heavily guarded. Only one person has managed to escape over the years. Even Illidan, who is extremely capable, cannot get in. Don't worry, we will
Panda people are warm and hospitable, you are not a prisoner, and we will definitely give you the highest standard of preferential treatment. Panda people have all kinds of delicacies, so if you have any requests, just ask."
Anachronos thought that if the prophet Velen left, the promised planet coordinates might be invalidated.
It would be better to send him to Baihu Temple and use some means to torture him out.
So, Anachronos smiled hypocritically: "Prophet Velen, I don't think you can refuse White Tiger Temple's sincere invitation. All of you here are reputable people in Azeroth. They will never break their promises, so you can rest assured."
Stayed at White Tiger Temple for a while. Illidan went against the grain and did all kinds of bad things, and he didn't have a good life for a few days."
Velen knew very well that if he really entered the White Tiger Temple, it would be equivalent to house arrest and being at the mercy of others. While evading, he was looking for loopholes in the defense.
Khadgar raised the staff in his hand and said loudly: "Teleportation is prohibited in Thunder Bluff."
The space magic that imprisoned Thunder Bluff made Velen's face darken.
The head of state, Margok, also stepped forward to persuade: "Vilen, what are you worried about? We are all old friends, can we still treat you badly?"
"Who is your old friend?" Weilen said sadly.
Durotan took out two battle axes and gently stroked the ax blades. Velen completely understood that there was no room for negotiation.
Prophet Velen is so sophisticated, knowing that forced escape is impossible, he laughed and said:
"It's hard to refuse such kindness. I will stay at Baihu Temple for a while. Please rest assured that I, Velen, will never break my promise to you. You all know my character."
Everyone was enjoying themselves, like stars holding the moon, surrounding Velen in the center.
A Thunder Bluff guard opened the door and came in. He looked at the aliens in a tent and didn't know who to report to.
After hesitating for a long time, the guard came to Chen Stormstout and respectfully presented something:
"Great Chief, someone sent something like this and I hope we can play it in public."
This is an image gem, used to store an image. Chen Stormstout took it and handed it to Khadgar who was standing aside.
Khadgar checked it carefully and nodded, indicating that there was no problem.
Everyone's curious eyes were focused on the image gem. Chen Stormstout pondered for a moment, not wanting to offend the crowd, and said loudly:
"Since it's for everyone, let's make it public for everyone to see. There's nothing to hide."
Khadgar unlocked the Image Gem.
In the silent alleys and dirty garbage dumps, Jaina's shadow holds a strange dagger, constantly cutting Thrall's flesh and soul.
Image Gems skips the long process and just records the beginning and end.
Two identical Thralls appeared on the ground, and Jaina's shadow turned one of them into a squirrel and took it away.
Seeing this strange scene, everyone was silent.
Anachronos suppressed the fear in his heart and said in a trembling voice: "We have fought against this Jaina. She comes from the future."
"Thall may be resurrected, and the savior will return to Azeroth." There was clear fear in Khadgar's voice.
Head of State Margok couldn't understand, and both heads showed doubts: "I said, are you so afraid of Thrall?"
Zhu Taran forced himself to control himself in order to keep his voice normal, and said seriously:
"Margok, you don't understand Thrall. Let me give you a simple example. Counting from the return of the Pantheon to Azeroth and the collapse of the ancient Dark Empire, Azeroth has a written history of about fifteen years.
For about 10,000 years, in these long years, countless heroes were born. Thrall is recognized as the most amazing of all heroes. The contributions of all heroes combined are not as good as one ten thousandth of his.
He is the first person in the history of Azeroth."
"This is simply ridiculous." Margok said he couldn't understand.
You know, Thrall's glorious era was full of calculations, and it only lasted a few decades.
There are many powerful creatures in Azeroth, such as the five ancient dragons, which have survived for more than 100,000 years.
And some ancient races, such as the night elves, have a life span of more than 10,000 years.
Not to mention those ancient Loa gods, some of which are older than the history of Azeroth and have existed in prehistory.
Zhu Taran nodded: "Yes, he is so absurd and unruly, but Thrall can turn lies into truth and become recognized by Azeroth. This is the most terrifying thing about him."
Among this group of prominent figures, Chen Stormstout was the most panicked. After all, he was now the Lord of Orgrimmar and the King of Kalimdor.
Chen Stormstout stood up with a slap on the table and glanced at everyone:
"I don't think any of you here want to live under Thrall's shadow. The days when Thrall was the chief of the tribe were the darkest years for us pandaren. Pandaren were humiliated as food for the orcs, and their numbers dropped sharply.
There is no one left, and only one of the twelve ancient gods and ghosts is left."
Khadgar added: "Yes, it's not just the pandaren, all races live in the shadow of war. In the few decades that Thrall served as warchief, Azeroth's continuous wars totaled more than
The past thousand years."
Anachronos remained silent. The orcs had a close relationship with the dragons. The Cave of Time once provided Thrall with countless orc soldiers.