It is very tedious to support the founding of a clan.

But fortunately, Dick has a large number of talents, and whether it is him or Mogodok, they take this agreement very seriously but are not very anxious, to put it bluntly, this is a matter that requires a lot of time and energy, in short, there is no hurry.

Once the Ogre Kingdom is established, it means that the war in the Outlands will once again get a stable and powerful army, whether it is Dick or Illidan, they are very welcome to this, especially when the villains of Azeroth have been exhausted, and the King of the Outlands welcomes anyone who is willing to join the war.

However, even when he was already very impressed by the amazing intelligence of the Ogrela, an additional request from Mogodog gave Dick and Lexa a deeper understanding of the wisdom of this "Promised Land".

Mogodog hopes to send a real elite to Azeroth after the establishment of the Ogrera Kingdom, learn the rules and knowledge of the civilized world, and build the first meeting of the Ogre Kingdom and the civilized world of Azeroth, if possible, Mogodog also hopes to get a piece of land in Azeroth, which does not need to be too big or very comfortable, they plan to put the real good seedlings in Azeroth to grow, and when they become adults, they will return to Bladeblade Mountain to take over the new ruling power.

Dick and Lexa looked at each other, but after much thought, Dick agreed to the trivial request.

Ogrella Ogre This is obviously the idea of fighting the "three holes of cunning rabbits", once the world of Draenor is completely destroyed, it will not let the last bloodline of the kingdom of Ogrera dissipate, and this requirement is beneficial and harmless for Dick and Illidan, which is equivalent to the "proton" during the ancient kingdom, with this exchange, the two sides can cooperate more closely.

Dick was also sure that if the Ogre Kingdom dealt with civilization in the future, some people thought that these ogres who had been given wisdom by the mysterious crystal were stupid, they would suffer.

As for supporting the Ogre Nation, this is just a pre-war for the World Administrators, and Saabmaine is leading the enraged Grull towards the Orgrera Heights, and it will be approached in 15 minutes at most, and it is foreseeable that the battle between Grull and Deathwing is about to begin.

Dick naturally wants a piece of the pie too.

Of course, this time there are not too many "outsiders" to join the battle, after all, this is an internal affair of the Dragon Legion, and the dragon kings also have their own pride, and there is Grull in front, the four dragon kings and Dick in the back, and Void Storm and a group of thugs on call, no matter how you look at this ambush, it is comparable to a net of heaven and earth.

And it's a long way from Azeroth, and the threat of the black dragon has been greatly reduced by the time Deathwing's terrifying authority over the earth has been deposed.

And Dick's focus has shifted from Deathwing to the "legacy" left by the mad dragon, the Twilight Dragon that can destroy a world from another level... If used well, it can be regarded as a killer weapon for the Azeroth coalition.

There is no good or evil power, and it is said that a certain part of the priests of Azeroth has begun to try to choose some of the power of the old gods for their own use, and Dick did not stop this dangerous behavior.

He is only a manager, he is not a nanny, he is only responsible for saving the civilization of Azeroth at the last moment of their death, but he will not lead them to the cosmic age.

"War... War is the best catalyst for civilization. ”

The paladin muttered to himself, and turned his attention to the Episis Crystal in his hand.

Mogodog had gone to discuss the kingdom of Orgryla with the other ogre elders, and Lexa had left for the Moknasar Clan, where the Hunters had reached an "understanding" with Ogrera, in which Mogodoc promised to set aside an area for the Moknassar clan to live and hunt after the kingdom was established, but only if the orc clan helped them in this time when they brought back the savage and uncivilized ogre population.

The result was a happy one, and the Hunter was carrying a letter from Dick to the rulers of Azeroth, and the demons had been spying on Draenor more recently, and the war with the demons in this shattered land was imminent, and Dick wanted Azeroth to join the war as well.

Anyway, the situation in that world is very bad now, and it is a very good way to suppress this bad situation by appropriately dividing a part of the military force into another battlefield, and once the outer realm fails, unless the dark gate is blown up, what will happen to Azeroth will not be unknown to those rulers.

As Illidan once said, how can two people who are hostile to each other coexist peacefully? The answer is simple, find a powerful and very aggressive third party that they both hate.

"Dick, Dick, people like these stones, shall we bring some back?"

The miniature Anvina and Reshi were fiddling with the irregular Episis crystal on the stone table in front of Dick, the two little ones had almost no resistance to this beautiful stone that exuded mysterious power, and if it weren't for the unusually strong nature of this crystal, she would have to put it in her mouth to taste it.

"Well, this thing is everywhere here, you can take as much as you want. ”

Dick didn't care to give Anvina all the crystals on the table, which were gifts from Mogodog to the guests, these purest crystals are also very rare here in Ogrela, and they need to be polished little by little by those skilled craftsmen, and then add all kinds of mysterious runes to make them real magical items.

Dick himself picked up a piece of teardrop-shaped crystal that had been polished into a brilliant 32 sides, put it in front of his eyes, and with a slight rotation of the scorching sun, a layer of brilliant and beautiful colorful light hit his face, these crystals were transparent inside, like the most expensive gemstones, like flowing water, like the scenery of another world.

This girl's favorite light also attracted the attention of Anvina and Resch, and the two little ones chirped and held up the stones that were constantly in large chunks, and squinted their eyes to discern the purity of the Episis hedron as if they had discovered a new continent.

But Dick clearly felt a different taste from the flowing light.

"It is said that the Episis Crystal is the product of the Raven civilization that lived high in the sky before the collapse of Draenor, and is a sacred object blessed by the high-ranking Raven priests of the mysterious Sun Empire. ”

Dick muttered to himself, shaking the Episis Crystal in his hand slightly, feeling the obscure but very positive energy in it, and his interest in the Solar Empire that once dominated the skies of Draenor grew.

"Dominate the sky, these crowmen are too good at talking, aren't they?"

Mistress Anvena and Dick's soul were connected, and she could hear Dick's inner voice, and she raised her head and screamed, "The dragons of Azeroth don't dare boast of this kind of sea!"

Dick put down the hedron in his hand and reached out to flick Anvina's forehead,

"The ravens are not talking big, when the Episis civilization was really prosperous, the entire sky of Draeno was indeed their territory. ”

"They worship the god of the sun, Roukma, who is said to be the first powerful creature with wings born of Draenor, who does not bow to the sky, who is young, proud, ambitious, who flies high towards the sun, who loves the warmth, who burns in the end, but who does not die... Each of its feathers is the proudest miracle of the flames, and it is said that it conquered the sun and brought the first soft rays of light to Draenor. ”

Dick paused, looking at the sky with some longing,

"It is a creature as powerful as the dragon kings, and there are two more ravens like Rukma, Ansu, the god of crows, and Saitai, the god of wind snakes, whose hatred and war have spawned the three forms of the crow society, fighting each other endlessly, and they have established the Empire of Babel in the former Aranka Peak Forest, which is a powerful kingdom that is not weaker than any civilization in Azeroth. ”

"They once dominated this vast sky, like the gods who lived in a golden palace, and the high-ranking crows at that time only needed to channel the power of the kingdom of heaven, and the scorching sun could destroy any city on the earth!"

"And the Ogre Empire of the Hanging Fortress, if the Raven Men dominate the sky, then those ogres who call themselves Goria, control more than two-thirds of the land, and the orcs who once killed the entire Azeroth bloodied rivers were nothing more than slaves and gladiators of the Goriaian Empire at the beginning, and the rulers of the Goriah Empire called themselves the Führer, and their last king was the Führer Margauk, who was the most powerful wizard of all time. ”

"He ruled with an iron fist over the already ruined Goria Empire, and in fact, if he was given some more time, I am afraid that the Ogre Empire would usher in a real revival. Moreover, the rune magic mastered by the ogre wizards of the Gorian Empire is no weaker than the magic net system of Azeroth, which is also a great civilization. ”

"It's a pity... The collapse of Draenor has destroyed all of this, and the Ravens, like the Ogre, have lost their own civilization, and you have not seen the Raven Exiles in Shattrath City, they are like the Ogre, like the sea catchers standing on the dark seaside, who can only pick up some leftovers from the ruins of their ancestors to continue their miserable lives. ”

"The glory of our ancestors has been stepped into the lowest soil, and the noble blood of the past has survived in the most humble form, and this is the tragedy that follows the destruction of the world. ”

Dick closed his eyes, and after a moment, he opened them again, and in them bloomed with firmness, faith,

"Azeroth cannot suffer the same tragedy, I will not allow my world to suffer such a sad fate!"

While Dick was recounting the epic stories of the Raven Men in the past, some ogres stood quietly beside him, and although they were powerful, they were just as ignorant of the past of the great Hanging Fortress civilization as ordinary ogres.

Dick's narration unfolded the picture of Draenor when he was still prosperous in front of their eyes, as if it had led them into the glorious age of their ancestors, and the picture scroll sketched in words made these ogres full of wisdom yearn for it, and even their fierce faces showed that kind of hope.

In the end, even the wisest ogre elder, Mogodog, stood by Dick's side, they couldn't bear to disturb the story, they wanted to hear it all.

"Dear guests!"

Mogodog bowed respectfully to Dick, this time in addition to the submission to the great power, there was also a different taste, "I didn't expect you to be such a thorough scholar of the history of the world of Draenor, what you told has long been lost in our history, I beg you to tell us the history of the Gorian Empire in its entirety, this is of a completely different significance to us." ”

"This is about the inheritance of civilization in the future kingdom of Oglila, I beg you!"

Dick waved his hand, his eyes noticing the black dot in the distant sky, and he whispered,

"Of course, Elder Mogodog, but now that the battle with Gruul and the old black dragon is about to begin, take Ogrera with you for a while, and when the dust settles, I welcome you to take the rulers of Ogrera to Ulduar, the top of the world in Azeroth, and I will be there to tell you everything I know. ”

"It's your power, but now... Let's get ready for this final battle. ”