"Follow me."

Nirul slowed down, then led Drachdog and Varna into his tent, the empty interior once again exposed.

"Summoning a circle in your tent? No wonder you can't see anything superfluous......"

Varna suddenly realized that there was something else in the Nirul tent!

"In order not to affect the integrity of the summoning circle, I try not to put superfluous things here."

Nirul said as he rolled up the hides from the ground and tucked them away in a corner of the tent.

"Surrounded by distorted shadows, filling the space, I summon in the name of shadows, manifest, overlapping space!"

The orc warlock muttered what seemed to be a spell, and as he chanted, dark black streaks gradually appeared in the center of the ground in the tent.

After a while, a magic circle that occupied three-quarters of the ground of the entire tent was revealed, and the dark black energy like a mist slowly overflowed from the lines of the magic circle.

"Well done!"

Drachdoger patted Nirul on the shoulder, approving, and motioned for the orc warlock to step aside and let him take over.

"I will lead the summoning ceremony, and after opening the Shadow Gate, you will control the injection of shadow energy in the circle to maintain the stability of the summoning ritual, understand?"

Drachdoger unceremoniously commanded, but the other two did not say much, nodding their heads in acceptance of the Forsaken Warlock's command.

"The shadow of the origin, obey my call, use this token as a medium, my body as a medium, resonate with its master, and summon it!"

The black mist around Drachdog's body stimulated the shadow power in his body, resonating with the shadow energy of the summoning circle, guiding the circle to begin the summoning ritual.

As Drachdog's chant, the circle resonated violently, and shadow energy gushed out, gradually converging in front of the Forsaken Warlock, and finally forming an oval-shaped energy body.

"Varna, Nirul, now!"

Drachdog's summoning ritual was successful, and he commanded orc warlocks and troll witch doctors to join the circle to maintain the stability of the ritual.

The two quickly formed a triangular position with Drachdog, stretched out their arms, and pulled the shadow energy on it, slowly pouring it into the oval-shaped energy body.

The sound of sizzling continued to come out, as if it was tearing through the space, and when the sound reached its peak, the oval-shaped energy body directly cracked a thin slit, and the shadow energy continued to overflow from it.

A dazzling black light flashed, and the sound of tearing through space ceased, and the door of darkness opened.

"It's coming!"

Drachdogg felt the energy fluctuating in the door, and the familiar aura signaled that the summoning had been successful!

A tall, slender figure slowly emerged from the Shadow Gate, and then gradually became clear, and the outline was clearly Woking, one of the leaders of the tribe.

"Good work, Drachdog!"

With violent fluctuations in energy, Woking emerged from the Shadow Gate and stepped on the ground of Orgrimmar City with both feet.

He looked at the Forsaken Warlock in front of him, obviously familiar with the other party, and expressed his gratitude for the success of the summoning ceremony.

"This is what I should do, Lord Woking!"

Drachdogr put away his magic, dissolved the summoning ritual, closed the Shadow Gate, and the summoning circle became quiet, but still exuding shadow energy.

Nirul Fireblade was sweating profusely, gasping for breath, as if supporting the summoning ritual had made him a little physically exhausted.

Varna was fine, except for some beads of sweat on her forehead, and after a few deep breaths, she relaxed.

"Thank you, Nirul, Varna, I didn't expect him to ask you for help!"

Woking was also a little surprised to see the two people who assisted in the summoning, he didn't expect that it was actually the two people who had lived in Orgrimmar for a long time who could support the summoning ceremony with Drachdog.

"It's my pleasure to serve you, Lord Woking!"

Varna was the first to speak, as one of the tribe's leaders, Woking had always been an object of worship among the tribe's trolls.

"You're welcome, Lord Woking, I didn't do much."

Nirul was very respectful, and although he was also the leader of the Fireblade Clan, his status was much lower than that of Woking.

"Lord Woking, why did you rush back to Orgrimmar all of a sudden? Is the army ahead in trouble? ”

Varna looked at Woking, and couldn't help but worry about the tribal warriors in front of her, after all, as a witch doctor, she knew the cruelty of war best.

"Don't be nervous, Varna, it's going well so far. I'm coming back to attend the Council of Chiefs, a date that has been set a long time ago. ”

Woking knew Varna's attitude towards war as the tribe's witch doctor, so he calmed Varna.

While the tribe reveres power and glory, fearless fighting doesn't do the tribe any good!

Woking's views were very similar to Varna's, so he rushed back to the Council of Chiefs to be able to make more sound suggestions to the tribal leaders when they made decisions.

"That's good! It seems that the meeting of chiefs has begun, and the Grand Chieftain rushed to the meeting with Queen Sylvanas to hand over the little ones you rescued to Rensack for placement. ”

Seeing that Woking was in a hurry to return, Varna naturally didn't want him to lose the opportunity to provide valuable advice because he was late, so she reminded the troll chief.

"Oh! Did the little ones hand over to Rensack? Where were they housed? Part of the reason I'm back this time is because of them! ”

Woking was about to rush to the Valley of Wisdom to attend the meeting of chiefs, but when he heard the news of the orphans of Oshan, he stopped again.

"They're here with me, and it's clear that Lunsack is in the process of placing new recruits, and he might be a little difficult to deal with for a child!"

Varna replied to Woking's question, and casually pointed to a large tent next to her, signaling for the little trolls to rest inside.

"Hmmm! I'm relieved to be with you, and I've worked hard for you to take care of them before the Great Chief makes new arrangements. ”

Wojin nodded a little comfortingly, he was already very concerned about the affairs of the troll clan, not to mention that if he could have been faster, maybe these little guys would not have become orphans.

The Troll Chieftain had always had these little ones in mind, and now that the most gifted Troll Witch Doctor was in his care, he could rest easy for a while.

"Varna, I'll go to the Council of Chiefs first. I'll let you know about these little guys if there's a new arrangement at the meeting. ”

Woking explained, turned and walked quickly away from the Shadow Rift, heading in the direction of the Valley of Wisdom.

The Council of Chiefs had begun, and he could not afford to delay any longer......