Danas Thorbain saw the remains of the two Hammer Dwarves and their griffons, and the corners of his eyes moistened slightly.

The two dwarves and their mounts were barely visible of the flesh that was intact...... Except for their faces.

The "attack" of the orcs, which seemed to avoid their faces, left them with a tragic and painful expression.

"A strange magic!" The mage in charge of examining the corpse looked up: "It's completely different from the magic used by the warlocks before, but it's just as powerful!" ”

There was no anger or other expression on Khadgar's face, but an unusual calmness.

He put down the corpse of the dwarf in his hand and said lightly, "We will avenge them!" ”

With that, a powerful flame erupted from the tip of his staff, burning the two dwarves and the remains of their griffons to ashes.

Looking at the burning flames, Danas nodded solemnly.

"What sound?" Suddenly, he jerked his head up, as if he heard a strange voice.

He quickly stood up and ran towards the source of the sound.

Khadgar followed, looking over there.

……

A dozen human warriors surrounded something.

A big guy who is very difficult to deal with, and more than a dozen soldiers can't help him...... Several soldiers were knocked to the ground, but it was obvious that the other side had spared their hands, and the soldiers were only slightly injured.

"Stop it!" Danas shouted.

Because he discovered that this was not an orc, but a completely alien race.

The other is tall and tall, and his skin is a pleasant pale blue; Up and down, exuding a noble temperament. The robe was very shabby, with a pair of hooves and a tail exposed under the robe.

It's a strange creature.

With Danas's order, the soldiers gradually dispersed.

The creature spoke, its voice low and pleasant.

Unfortunately, Danas couldn't understand a word of his words.

"Let me try!" Khadgar's voice came from behind him.

Danas quickly turned sideways and made way for the mage. At the same time, he also noticed that the monster on the other side was also holding a staff in his hand, and the tip of the staff shone with a faint purple light.

Khadgar and the monster communicated for a while in an unfamiliar language...... Eventually, the monster spoke, using a shriveled lingua franca:

"Are you enemies of the orcs?" He asked.

"Yes!" Khadgar nodded.

"You're not from Draenor, you're from another world?" The monster continued.

"The orcs have invaded our world, and we have pursued them and come here!" Khadgar said.

"We are human." Danas also replied, "We are from Azeroth, another world - the orcs built a portal between Azeroth and Draenor and invaded our world, but we defeated them and drove them back. ”

The monster glanced at Khadgar and then at Danas, pausing for a moment, as if thinking about something.

Eventually, he said, "I'm a Draenei!" ”

"The natives of Draenor?" Khadgar asked.

"Count...... Right! ”

"You're allies of the orcs?"

"No...... We have a blood feud with the orcs! Countless of my people have died tragically at the hands of orcs. ”

"I'm sorry...... But so do we! Khadgar solemnly stretched out his hand: "My name is Khadgar, and I am a human mage!" ”

"I am Nimryan, an Ogini of a Delaney; In your words, a pastor! The Draenei replied.

……

"You're ready to destroy the Horde!" The Draenei looked Khadgar in the eye as if to discern if he was telling the truth.

"Yes!" Khadgar nodded.

"Then I'll help you!" Nimrian said with a firm expression, "The orcs burrowed into Okini's crypt a day ago, and they occupied the Labyrinth of Shadows, which is the deepest part of Oakington and the least damaged......

"Can you take us over there?" Khadgar said eagerly.

"Of course you can, but we're going to be a lot slower...... The orcs' destination certainly won't be the Labyrinth of Shadows! Nimryan explained.

"So where are they going back?"

Under the eager gaze of the human mage, Nimrian pulled an old and worn map out of his pocket.

"The orcs are ...... destination," the draenei muttered to themselves, "they took refuge in Oakington, naturally, to escape your attention...... They definitely want to go further south or further east...... Wait......"

Nimrian was suddenly stunned and speechless for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Khadgar asked softly.

"They're going to Carabo!" The Draenei roared.

From the other party's voice, Khadgar could clearly perceive the strong hatred.

"Carabo Temple...... The orcs now call it the Dark Temple! The Draenei paused, and continued:

"I still remember what it was, the noble place of pilgrimage...... I prayed in the temple and meditated in the garden. I was happy and enjoying a peaceful life. I also remember the day the orcs broke into the temple. ”

Nimrian closed his eyes, as if caught in some painful memory: "Wailing and bloodshed. Panicked woman and child huddled in a dark corner. I led some of my people to escape, but many more paid with their lives. ”

"Carabo, there's the magic web node of the whole of Draenor...... If the orcs have any plans, they will definitely choose to go there! ”

"Can you lead us there one step ahead of the orcs?" Danas asked with a pleading expression.

"Absolutely!" Priest Delaney nodded, "I know a path that none of the orcs know!" ”

Then, he jerked up the staff in his hand and said, "Follow me, if we want to catch up with the orcs, we must hurry!" ”

Danas didn't follow immediately, but glanced at Khadgar with an inquiring look:

"This Draenei, is he reliable?" The commander of the expeditionary force, asked in a low voice.

"The hatred in his voice is hard to fake!" Khadgar said: "It should be reliable! ”

"Then let's keep up!" Danas Thorbain began to command the troops.

Following in the footsteps of the Draenei, they traverse a bleak wasteland and eventually reach the vicinity of a ruined field.

"Oakington is here, follow me!" Pastor Delaney pointed to a stone slab beneath his feet, and then said to the expeditionary force.