Outlands, Nagrand, Galadar. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is the oldest home of the orcs, and after Gul'dan failed to lead his tribe into other worlds, many of the remnants of the clan fled back here, and they all have one thing in common------ brown skin, which means they have not been corrupted by evil powers.

Gul'dan's defeat led to the destruction of the world, and they realized that Gul'dan was following the wrong path, so they regained their lost traditions and merged perfectly with the traditional orcs who refused to follow Gul'dan, and began to call themselves ------ 'Maghan'.

Goa, the mother of Garrard, the spiritual leader of the Maghan clan, and an old orc shaman, was the one who brought Garrosh Hellroar, son of the Warsong chieftain, and Yorin Deatheye, son of the Bloodhole chief, and Dranosh Sarufar, son of the Sarufar king, as well as many exiled orcs, and helped them return to their ancient and sacred traditions.

Now, the three former 'orphans' have become the most important leaders of the Maghan clan, especially Garrosh Hellroar.

"Bang!" Garrosh tossed into the dirt several heads with horns, their owners apparently dead.

"This is the sixth time this month. Garrosh was a little irritable, not only because of the invasion of these ogres, but also because of their common mother, Goa. Her health was getting worse day by day, and he was worried that the old man would leave him, and he didn't know where he would go without Goa's guidance.

"Don't worry, at the very least, I won't die at their hands. Jorin wears an eyepatch on his left eye, which means that he has completed the ancient ritual of the Blood Cave Clan----- sacrificing one of his eyes in anticipation of his own death.

"I think we should be more worried about our sacred mountain!" Dranoche kicked his head on the ground, and there were many long braids on the back of his head. "There have been a lot of 'outsiders' coming to Voshu Valley lately. ”

"The ethereals with rags?" Garrosh frowned. "Still won't they get out of there?"

The Valley of Voshu is the habitat of the ancestors of the orcs, and for the orcs, it is the most sacred land, and the spirits of the ancestors cannot be desecrated.

"It's not them. Dranosh shook his head. "It's other 'outsiders', Delaney, and some little ones with long ears. ”

"Long ears?"

"Goah said they were called elves. "Jolin threaded the ogre's heads one by one on the spear. "Someone on the other side of the Dark Gate. ”

"The Dark Gate has been blown up!, how did they get here?" Garrosh set his tomahawk aside and sat down by the fire.

"It's been almost two months. Jorin finally stuck all the ogres in his spear, and he turned his head and looked at Garrosh with a little concern. "You've been irritable lately, my brother. ”

"You know, Goa, she's -----," Garrosh sighed.

"Don't worry, the Spirit of the Ancestors will bless him. Yorin patted Garrosh on the arm. "Agna is also studying very well, and her place will be inherited. "For the orcs of the Blood Cave Clan, death is not terrible.

"I don't want a little girl to guide me. Garrosh pouted in frustration.

"Hey, we digress. "Draranosh kicked the tomahawk that kicked Garrosh. "What about the ---- elves, the elves and the Draenei? "Elves are very awkward in orc pronunciation, and Dranosh is not used to it, because Goa rarely talks to them about the other side of the Dark Gate.

"Talk to them as you would an ethereal. Garrosh pulled out his battle axe. "If it doesn't work out, then get rid of them!"

This time, Garrosh wasn't going to ask Goa's opinion, he needed to get used to making decisions on his own.

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"Daddy can't come back?" asked the little girl stubbornly, clutching her ponytail whip, which was combed for her by a sister named Pamela, whom she loved very much.

"He can't live with you anymore, but you can still go and see him. Foding's throat choked a little, but he didn't show anything, he dragged the little girl's legs, and hugged the little girl a little tighter. "I'll take you to see him now. ”

"I'm nine years old. The little girl held her head high to keep her tears from flowing. "I know, Daddy has become a Heroic Spirit, right?"

Foding pursed his lips and was silent.

"Can I go to the priest's college?" asked the little girl, whose tears were still dripping after all, as she wiped her tears and sobbed. "Dad wanted me to be a pastor. ”

"Absolutely. Foding stroked the little girl's back. "You can also become a student of the High Lord. ”

"Really?" the little girl's eyes widened, like two round black crystals, and black pupils, which is rare in humans.

"I promise. "The little girl of Foding slowly put it down to the ground, and they arrived.

The original Chapel of the Wish of Light has become a public collection of 'Dawn Light', where all the fallen warriors are buried, and it is like Stratholme Cathedral, shrouded in golden light all day long.

It is said that it was the Great Lord who carved a magic circle here, so that the Holy Light source will continue to sway here, and the warriors buried here will become the heroic spirits of the Holy Light, and they will continue to guard this land as they did in their lifetime.

Many outsiders and merchants come here to see the spirits of the Light, but unfortunately, it is only open to the insiders of Dawn Light and the families of those who are buried, and outsiders are strictly forbidden to enter the 20,000-yard radius of the place.

The vast majority of people will not ignore the laws of the 'Dawn Light', as long as the official document posted has a golden Naru mark on it, they will definitely comply, and the intelligence department here will let you know the consequences of flouting the law, and there are already many examples of fools for them.

In front of the pure white gate stood two golden figures, who were the heroic spirits guarding the place.

"Hello. The little girl lifted her skirt and bowed.

Heroic Spirit held his hand on his chest and saluted back, the little girl laughed happily, Dad said that Heroic Spirits are the most respectable elders, and now, Dad is also one of them, although Dad can no longer live with him.

Foding nodded to the Heroic Spirit, and took the little girl's hand and walked towards the chapel.

"Thank you, High Lord. "Daddy's voice came from the chapel, and although the voice was a little different, she could hear it.

The little girl opened Foding's hand and ran inside.

"That's all I can do. Benny sighed slightly, it was Kai'Sa who had inspired them to become Heroic Spirits, but they could only exist in Lordaeron, because Kai'Sa had told him that guarding this was their faith, and faith was the foundation of their existence, and it was this land that gave them the power to exist, and without this land, their souls would not be able to absorb the Light, and their souls would weaken and dissipate.

But that doesn't explain the five Heroic Spirits in Benny's necklace, which Benny asked, but Kai'Sa gave him only three words to answer: I don't know.

"This is my greatest honor. The golden figure gave a salute to his chest.

"Your daughter -----"

"Daddy!!" a little girl ran past Benny and threw herself into the arms of the golden figure.

"Abby!" the golden figure hugged the little girl, and with one hand took off his helmet, and under the helmet, there was a face that exuded a golden glow, somewhat illusory.

Benny smiled and walked with Fordin out of the chapel.

"Let's send Bloom to the priest's college. Foding said. "Abby wanted to go to the priesthood college so they could spend more time together. ”

"It's up to you. Benny looked at the slightly golden sky and let out a long sigh. "I'm grounded, and I'm out on leave today. ”

"Grounded?!" Ford's eyes widened.

"I mean----- I need to recuperate. Benny shrugged and nodded his head. "You know, I got a little bit injured in Silishus. ”

"I'm pretty sure I heard it right. The corners of Foding's mouth twitched, and he looked like he wanted to laugh but didn't want to laugh. "Isn't it time for you and Sylvanas to be on the agenda? ”

"The Undead Scourge is on its way, and now is not the time. Benny shook his head, he always felt that the 'fire' of the two of them had not yet arrived.

Foding nodded.

"Ahem. Foding suppressed the smile in his heart. "There's news from the Outlands. ”

"Tell me. ”

"An orc named Garrosh Hellroar, who calls himself the orc chief of the Maghan clan, has asked us to leave their sacred mountain. ”

"It's ironic. The corners of Benny's mouth twitched, revealing a disdainful smile. "The Valley of Voshu was originally a Naru spaceship, but these orcs worshipped the ship they once slaughtered the Draenei as a sacred mountain!"

"His Majesty Kael'thas and His Excellency the Prophet have just made a deal with the Ethereals, and these orcs are here again. Foding shook his head and sighed. "They have some disagreements on this matter, His Excellency the Prophet thinks that these orcs are different from those degenerate orcs, and they should use negotiations to solve the problem, but His Majesty Kael'thas believes that only dead orcs are good orcs. ”

"Garrosh -----" Benny groaned, touching his chin.

"Do you recognize this orc?" Fordin had become accustomed to Benny's 'prophetic awareness', which was no secret in the upper echelons of Dawn Light, and more recently, Demithia of the Church had shown this talent.

"A guy who doesn't have a very high IQ. Benny nodded. "Summoned to Kael'thas in his private name, and the letter I subsequently handed over to the Ministry of Intelligence. ”

The life and death of Garrosh is up to him, a guy with an IQ underground doesn't have to think about it, what he needs to care about is those void spirits. (To be continued.) )