6, It's Christmas Eve......

"Heroes of Azeroth! It doesn't matter where you come from, it doesn't matter if you hate each other or not. But today, the land beneath our feet, our beloved homeland, is once again facing an enemy capable of destroying everything. Maybe you all know the name of the enemy: the Iron Tribe! ā€

Garrison Malrad stands on the massive staircase of the Dark Gate, where the Alliance and the Horde have taken over the Cursed Lands. They waited for the dark door to open.

The paladin's words made many people gnash their teeth, and they also included orcs. Garrush's so-called tribe of steel was uncomfortable for the orcs who lived peacefully under Thrall's leadership.

Orcs may love to fight, but they never love war.

"Gah

"That's—" Varian looked at the crow, feeling something was wrong.

The raven circled, flapping its wings and landing beside the paladin, before taking on a human form.

"Khadgar, glad you're here." Mulrad was very happy, and it would be much easier to have this old friend in this war.

"Of course I'm coming, Danas is busy reclaiming Riptide Fort, Kudran is now the Brutehammer Dwarven representative of the Council of the Three Hammers, and Tulayan and Aurelia have been missing for too long...... I'm the only one in Kenrito, so I'm sure to come. "A gray-haired, clear-voiced mage identified himself. Khadgar, son of Lothar, was Medivan's apprentice. This legendary figure who will not die in the face of the curse of Sargeras, the great hero of the Alliance.

"Don't worry about Khadgar, Mr. and Mrs. Tulayan will be safe." Varian walked over and comforted the archmage.

During the cordial meeting of the leaders of the Alliance, the former chief of the tribe, the orc Thrall, came to the army.

He took a deep look at the "allies" of the Alliance. Loudly began to proclaim the purpose of the tribe.

"Warriors of the tribe! The door is adjusted by the magic of warped time, and it will lead us back to the Draenor we once were. The homeland of our orcs! Where we will see everything that can only be seen in dreams. But remember! War is coming, and that's not our world. Today we are rooted in the land of Azeroth. The tribe has experienced unimaginable suffering, and now Garrosh wants to bring it to us again. We will not allow him to bring his madness to us again! For the Horde! ā€

"For the Horde!"

The armies of the Alliance and the Horde encamped on the spot, and Khadgar began to study when the gates of this miracle would open. But before he could do anything, the Dark Gate reacted.

"Hurry, hurry! The dark door is open! ā€

As the archmage's voice spread throughout the camp with the power of magic, the army quickly gathered itself and prepared for action.

The green curtain of light from the Dark Gate rippled.

An orc has come out, it's Garursh!

"Tyrant! How dare you be here alone. Sarufar questioned his former chieftain, dressed in simple clothes as if he were on an outing to the vast grasslands of Nagrand.

The Sons of Hellroar ignored him, and shouted to the army of Azeroth, "O creatures of Azeroth. The Iron Tribe of Draenor asked me to inform you. Interested in forming an alliance? ā€

??? That's probably everyone's expression, hell roaring crazy.

"What kind of machinations are you up to? Orcs. "The garrison couldn't believe what an orc was doing, and he suspected that this guy was up to something.

"What do you think I want to do, I wouldn't be interested in forming an alliance with you if it weren't for a change in my plans. But one guy warned me to purify the old gods of Draenor before I did what I wanted. ā€

"Old Gods? Are there ancient gods in our hometown? ā€

"Yes, I didn't expect Draenor to have an ancient god. Thor, you and I both know what the Old Gods are, and I know better than you how terrible the Old Gods are. ā€

"How do we trust you? Orcs. ā€

"Delaney, I don't care if you believe me or not. My words have been brought, so come here if you have the guts. ā€

With that, Garrosh turned and walked back, the Alliance and the Horde waiting for the leader's orders.

"Your Majesty, are we?"

"Malrad, tell me to let the League and me enter Draenor."

"But Your Majesty, it's too dangerous."

"Garrosh was brutal, but he regarded the honor of his warriors as supreme. This is an endorsement between the wolf kings. ā€

The Horde, led by Thrall, also marched into Draenor, who knew Garrosh better than Varian.

Through the gates, they arrive at Draenor, the beautiful planet.

"Is this the Outlands that have not been destroyed?" Everyone began to observe the beauty of Draenor in amazement, the tall rainforest existed in only a limited number of places in Azeroth, but it was definitely not as large as here.

Some of the old orcs have begun to prostrate themselves on the ground and kiss the earth. This is the real home of the orcs.

"Look!"

One of the soldiers shouted loudly. Where he pointed, the orc chieftains sat together discussing something, and some old draenei were recounting ancient legends to the young orc warriors. And some of the old orc shamans are also teaching the young Draenei the elements of perception.

And where they are farthest away, where the guys are alerting everyone.

"Polluters... Deceiver... There is also a demon that he doesn't recognize. How could the prophets be with them? ā€

As if sensing something, Viren looked up and saw an ally from another timeline.

He commanded one of the Ereda demons beside him, and the demon ran over.

"Malrad, right. I am Rakish, the son of the Prophet. My father let you and your king pass. ā€

Although they were suspicious of the demon's words, the holy light on the prophet's body could not be faked, and the leaders of the alliance nodded to each other and walked over.

"Sal, huh." An orc dressed in frostwolf fur walked up to Thrall. His appearance made the shaman who had saved the world tremble.

"Hmph, though I think it's good that you keep the meaning of the name. But I don't think any father would like his son to be saddled with the name of a slave, Gouyle. ā€

Sal felt like he was dreaming, and his father, whom he had only known in the words of his elders, appeared alive in front of him. This was simply the biggest surprise.

"Come, bring your tribe here. Ask them if they still know their former chiefs. ā€

"Yes, father."

――――

"Do you think you're right? Genie. ā€

"Do you think you're right? Dark Titan. ā€

"I've always believed that what I did was the right thing to do, and that the burning crusade was the most effective way to save this universe."

"Indeed, your approach is simple and straightforward. But when what you have done is successful, when your expedition is over. There will be no living creatures in this universe anymore. So what's the point? ā€

"No, the Legion is still there. When this universe is purified, the Legion will make it the base of the Legion. Then we will go on another expedition to purify all possible voids. When all the Children of the Void are killed, the power of the Void Lord will become weak, and I can kill him and destroy the darkness once and for all. ā€

"No, Sargeras. Your ideas are too extreme. In the face of the powerlessness of the void that makes you panic, you do not realize that what you are doing is right and His heart is intended. When you destroy all the planets once and for all, He can devour them all effortlessly. This universe will be sent into His mouth by your own hands. ā€

"Nonsense! The burning crusade is about to succeed. As long as I destroy your world, I will be the most powerful being in this universe. No one can resist me, only I can fight against the Void. ā€

"The birth of Azeroth is unstoppable to you, your sneak attack killed your brother, and you didn't even have the courage to confront him. Sargeras, you have never been the most powerful Titan, you don't even have the position of a god. Recognize yourself, you're dying. ā€

"Get out! Elf, you will pay for this stupid statement you make. I will destroy Azeroth with my own hands and let you know how powerful I am. ā€

Shendora was then kicked out of his connection by the Dark Titan, and the female demon rubbed her aching head.

"Sargeras, you're not single who is single. It's rude! ā€