Egwen returned, with a tired face that Ainan had never seen before, which made Ainan feel distressed for no reason.

Since the Council of Tirisfa dares to cultivate a powerful guardian, it is natural that there will be corresponding checks and balances. With the minds of those who have been standing behind the scenes and holding power for a long time, their insight into human nature must not be underestimated. These people deeply understand the influence of powerful power on people's hearts, even if the most cowardly person once he has absolute power, and others want to control him, want him to obey his orders, or even let him give his power to others, this person will rebel.

The story of the Guardians against the Council, though not written down, has been passed down through generations of councillors, keeping them on the lookout for action.

It can be said that the Council of Tirisfa, the Egwen's counterattack, or rather, the Council has always retained the ability to subdue each generation of Guardians after turning their backs.

Egwen, of course, is no exception.

The battle between the members of the Council of Tirisfa and the Guardians takes place almost every generation, but the fact that the Guardians have been replaced from generation to generation, and the families behind the Councillors have remained standing, is telling that the Council may not have enough power to crush the Guardians than the mighty Guardians, but there must be a way to win.

When Ainan opened his hands to himself, Egwen, who had always been tough, not only did not refuse, but took the initiative to meet him. The mage buried her head in Ainan's chest, still haunting as she recalled the battle with the council: "The council's hole cards were much stronger than I expected, and I almost couldn't come back." ”

The fact that the Council of Tirisfa has been able to stand for a thousand years is extraordinary, and Egwin thinks that his demigod-level strength is enough to sweep through everything. It's a pity that she was wrong, very wrong.

It is true that the strength of the members of the parliament who have lost themselves in power is not at the same level as her, but there is always something strange about the thousand-year-old organization. These things may have been nothing more than broken iron to others, but they could be used on Egwene, who was a guardian, and her strength had fallen by a whole level. Originally a demigod mage, Egwene suddenly descended to the level of a master of magic in the fight with the councilors, and if it weren't for the Raven King Ansu who killed several strong enemies by sneak attacks, Egwene was almost overturned by the other party.

The senior mages who had laid down their hands in response to the Guardian's confrontation with the Council would not have imagined that there would be such a situation as today, not only did the Guardian of the Rebel Council have demigod-level strength, but she could also find a god-level helper.

Even if Ansu is a relatively low-level animal god among the gods, it is still a god after all.

Besides, after Ansu was turned into the king of ravens by Ainandhu, after receiving the blessing and strengthening of the laws of the underworld, this big crow can no longer be measured by the standards of ordinary animal gods, and its strength is comparable to that of gods promoted by high-level intelligent creatures such as humans.

After only a few moments of hugging, Egwene gently pushed Ainan away, and after the initial mood calmed down, the tough Egwene returned. Ainan shrugged his shoulders regretfully, he enjoyed the touch of the beauty in his arms, but Ai Gewen was not an ordinary weak woman.

What can Ainan do when he meets such a woman, he is also desperate.

Others have gone through routines such as pretending to cheat on girls every day, pretending to cheat on girls, what heroes save beauty, pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, and so on, playing that is called a fly, why did he come here and have no interest in it.

Is it really a problem with your way of thinking?

Ainan had a moment of trance, he remembered his previous life, when his colleagues in the company were chatting and farting, he was busy with work, making plans, when colleagues were gathering, he was absorbing knowledge, and others were playing games on the Internet to pass the time, but he was also online to check information to enrich his professional skills. The result of this is that other colleagues seem to have good personal relationships, while he is withdrawn and unsociable, even if his work ability is better than others, he is not always promoted in a good way. Not only that, but it is precisely because his work ability is stronger than others, arousing the jealousy of others, the workload is often much larger than others, and he has become an honest person in the company who is bullied by everyone by default, so that he is very aggrieved.

Is it also wrong to try to improve yourself?

Isn't it right to spend other people's time chatting and playing to enrich yourself?

Ainan couldn't figure it out before, but now he sees through it, and in good words, ordinary people account for the majority in the world, and you have to follow the crowd, and if you don't hear it, most of them are mediocre people. When you look around, you don't feel anything when everyone is a mediocre person, but when there is an outlier among the people you can contact, an outlier who is different from yourself and most people, an outlier who tries to stand higher, the mediocrity will join hands to exclude him, suppress him, drag him back, pull him to the same level as yourself, and then laugh at him fiercely. On the contrary, they do not succeed, and the aliens stand on a level that they can only look up to, and they will immediately change their position and put on a humble face to express their worship of you in a flattering way.

"It is always a few people who stand at the top of history who are at the helm, and the truth is so cruel."

With a long sigh, Ainan waved his big sleeves, and the wide black sleeve robe swept over, and the map of the eastern continent appeared in the void. Pointing to a point along the coastline on the map, Ainan said, "The forward forces of the Orcs have departed, and the Orcs of the Dragonthroat Clan have successfully landed in the wetlands and established a supply port for the Orc's follow-up forces. ”

Speaking of this, Ainan's finger moved slightly, and he stopped somewhere in the swamp: "Whether the orcs of the Dragonthroat Clan are really capable or the red dragon is making trouble behind his back, I can't be 100% sure yet, but it is a fact that they found Grimbaatar." Now that Zurud and his men have gathered in Grimbaatar, they have the position to use this as a lair, and once they gain a foothold, they can control the Swamp in the south, Danmoro in the east, and attack Alaso in the north. ”

Egwen pondered for a moment and asked, "Did the Dragonthroat Clan's occupation of Grimbaatar be on orders or on their own initiative?" If it's the former, there's not much to say, but if it's the latter, it's very interesting. ”

"From Zurud placing orcs from other clans in their supply ports, it can be inferred that Grimbaatar only has orcs from the Dragonmaw clan stationed."

Ainan and Egwene glanced at each other, both of them with playful expressions on their faces.

With the help of the Red Dragon, the Dragonthroat Clan already has the ability to challenge Orgrimmar's authority, and according to the habit of the orcs to be strong and weak, once one of their clans becomes stronger, the ambition to challenge the superior will be blazing. Apparently, the Dragonthroat clan of Zurud is on the move.