He was trapped...... Trapped...... Trapped......

Darkness pressed against him in this prison. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't move. Every day countless whispers rang in his ears, and every day He would scream and wail at him.

He was desperate, and he wanted to save Him. But he found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not really save Him from the sea of suffering.

He wanted to roar, but he couldn't. There is no sound here at all. Silence was going to drive him crazy!

Finally......

In the endless darkness, there was finally a glimmer of light in the distance, and a voice told him again - go there, go there, there will be a solution to everything. Just go there and everything will work out!

He rushed to the dawn like crazy, swearing he had never been that fast. Even if he was hunted down by Galakron back then, he had never been so fast!

Finally ......

It's here, it's here.

He came to the side of the dawn and grasped the only glimmer of light in the boundless darkness with great joy.

However, the moment he grasped it, this glimmer of light was extinguished. At the same time, an octopus-like monster entangled him with a strange smile, "Hug me, guardian of the earth." I will solve all your confusion! Hug, guardian of the earth! ”

Shout!

Davar Presto sat up from the bed abruptly, eyes that would normally flinch even with fear from beings at the top of the food chain, wandering blankly at the moment of awakening.

The roaring bonfire stretched his majestic figure long, shining on the stone wall next to him to bring out a compelling aura.

Presto looked around, and when he saw the environment in the cave, consciousness finally returned to his body.

Syllable!

He patted the stone bed that was left of him—a large rock, in fact.

The boulder cracked, and when he jumped from it, it shattered into pieces.

"Hoo ......"

Davar Presto sighed.

The moment of dazed and wandering disappeared from him, and the arrogant aura returned to him.

"The host ......"

Outside the cave, a respectful and humble voice suddenly came to mind, speaking the language of the human beings he was most familiar with, except for the language of dragons.

"I hear some noise inside, is there a ......"

"Ha~ You think an assassin has come in and wants to kill me. Or did an assassin come in and kill me? Davar Presto said mockingly.

"No, it's not. ...... hosts"

"Gul'dan. Do your thing well, and look favorably at your kindred. Pay attention to the letters from your other master, and don't care about things that have nothing to do with you. Daval Presto said. Only then will you be able to live longer. ”

"The hosts! Got it. I'm not going to care about anything I shouldn't! Master, let's leave to see the good dragonthroat orcs! ”

Outside the cave there was the sound of the orcs leaving, and Davar Presto spoke. "Wait a minute, let them come. Right here, I'm going to talk to you about what's next. ”

"Yes...... Master. ”

Less.

A bonfire burns at the entrance of the cave.

Around the entrance of the cave, a row of dragon-throated orcs sat around a middle-aged human nobleman.

Zurud, the chief of the Dragonmaw Clan, and the clan's best warlock, Necrus Skullcrusher, and the clan's smartest orc, Gul'dan Yanzu, are all here.

"There were some surprises." Seeing the leaders of the orcs gathered, Davar Presto spoke. "That treasure was originally in Hinterland, but later I found out that I was mistaken, and he should have been in Red Ridge Mountain. For now, however, Red Ridge Mountain is also the wrong location. I can feel it, he's in the southernmost part of the continent right now......"

"Master." Gul'dan said flatteringly. "We're going to take it now. It will definitely be used by the master again. ”

"Shut up! Hikozu! I'm not done yet! Presto rebuked the orc who interjected, and Gul'dan quickly lowered his head, looking extremely humble.

"I'm sorry. ...... hosts"

"It was supposed to be very simple." Davar Presto spoke. "I'm going to guide you to it, and I'm going to show you how to use it. Once you become proficient in using it, you will surely become the most powerful clan among the orcs. So even if it goes south, we just have to change direction and keep getting it. ”

"But ......"

He changed his mind.

"I think now we have competitors."

……

……

Same night sky, different places.

South of the Red Ridge Mountains, the southernmost point of the continent, in the Valley of Thorns.

Tonatiu quietly left Azhara's tent, the wet mist of the midnight jungle outside his tent blowing on him, making him feel a little cool. The God-King was about to go back to his tent and sleep with Santis, who was supposed to be asleep.

Suddenly.

He noticed a figure sitting around the campfire in the center of the camp of five tents. Tonatiu stared at it and confessed that it was Medivan.

Tonatiu hesitated.

"The Troll King. Can you come and sit down for a while? Medivan said suddenly.

After thinking about it, the God King strode over. "Are human mages as desperate as you are? It's so late and you don't rest, are you studying the magic theorem of the campfire by the fire? ”

Medivan smiled.

"You may be seated." Medivin said.

Tonatiu sat down across from him.

It was only then that Tonatiu noticed that Medivan was roasting meat by the campfire, and it was a small leg. Judging by the leg bones and the flesh hanging from the leg bones, it should be a part of some of the unfortunate velociraptor in the vicinity, which is now roasted with a squeaky and tantalizing aroma.

Elune had begun to tilt, proving that it was close to midnight. His light shone from Tonatiu, dragging the shadow of the God-King long enough to cover Medivan.

Medivan, who should be considered a good height among humans, sat next to Tonatyiu, like a kindergarten student sitting next to Yao Ming.

"Good craftsmanship." Tonatiu commented that Medivan was turning the roast skills.

"I added human spices to it, and I don't know if the troll's taste buds will accept it." Medivan shrugged. "It's not baked yet, though, so you'll have to wait if you want to eat it."

"I want to eat. The spices of humans are not the same as those of us trolls, but they taste great too! Tonatiu said with a smile.

"Haha~" Medivan also smiled lightly.

Then there was a strange silence between the two sides.

In the end, Tonatiu got impatient.

"You asked me to sit here with you, didn't you just want me to eat barbecue with you? That's not bad, but ......" he didn't finish.

Medivan suddenly pulled a dagger from his bosom and said, "This is my mother, Egwene, gave it to me. He wants me to come to you with this dagger......"

The mage stopped before he could finish his sentence.

His eyes flickered in the light of the campfire.