Unlike the flamboyant arrogance shown on weekdays, in essence, Onexia is a very quiet girl. Whenever she was in a bad mood or hesitated, she would take out the materials and quietly make a weapon or some delicate trinkets. Immersed in the process of making, Onexia felt that the troubles and confusions of the whole world would be far away from her, leaving only herself and everything she had created.

Of course, for this little hobby of hers, Nefarian can be said to have invested a lot of money, the materials originally used for practice, the materials used for experiments, and the materials used for scientific research were all unconditionally given to his sister to toss, whenever he saw the pure smile on Onexia's face, Nefarian would forget the bills and the numbers on it that made him extremely sad.

These days, it's really not easy to be a sister control.

For some reason, Onexia's heart was a little confused, and she felt very annoyed when her brother said it inexplicably, and the girl who was in the rebellious period grabbed Ren Fan and went to the hotel they went to last time. Don't get me wrong, Onexia doesn't mean anything else, taking Ren Fan is just asking him to help him guard the door, she doesn't like others to disturb her in the process of manufacturing......

Of course, these are all the reasons that Onexia thought of during the teleportation process, and as for the real reason, the ghost only knows.

With the materials she needed from the ring in the same place, Onexia sat in the middle of the bed, and for some reason, she always felt that she was missing a little design idea today. The usual spring-like inspiration has somehow disappeared, could it be that Jiang Lang is exhausted? No kidding!

Looking up, Onexia looked around, hoping to find a source of inspiration. Unconsciously, her eyes began to pay attention to Ren Fan. There's no way, the whole room is full of dead things, and there are a lot of flashy decorations, except for Ren Fan, she really doesn't have other suitable materials to refer to.

At this time, Ren Fan didn't notice the gaze behind him, sitting at the table, he took out a stack of papyrus, frowned and began to calculate. The addition of the Bronze Dragon and the Eternal Dragon made him more and more confused about the future that was not very clear in the first place, and he no longer believed in the development of history. A lot of things need to be deduced by yourself. With the strength of Stormwind alone, you want to hold the steps of the orcs? It's not very easy. But the current tribe is not doing its best, and Draenor still has a group of orcs fighting in the north and south, and only a small part in Azeroth. And if Stormwind can hold off the orcs long enough, then ......

Gul'dan probably won't have to wait that long, and despite being a sinister old dog, Gul'dan is also a little impatient like most orcs. Reason would have made him choose to hibernate and accumulate enough strength to strike, but the thirst for power would not allow him to wait too long.

And at that time, a long time will make Orgrim lose the prestige he bought with his blood, and the civil strife of the orcs, or the orc expeditionary force, may be inevitable. But the question is, will Stormwind last that long!

Don't forget, the orcs are not fighting alone, they have big cousins behind them, and there are forgiveness legions. And now that the Bronze Dragon, the guy who likes to 'set things right', and the eldest cousin's brain-dead Eternal Dragon's snakeskin, I'm afraid it's really difficult for Stormwind to create a miracle.

Even if he can guarantee that King Ryan will avoid assassination, the final outcome will be just as miserable.

While Ren Fan was writing and drawing on paper, Onexia also took out a drawing board and sketched her own design drawings. The big sword in Ren Fan's hand was just a toy she made to pass the time when she was bored, otherwise she wouldn't have been taken away casually by Nesario and given away without saying a word. Watching this imperfect weapon dangling in front of her eyes every day was not a very comfortable feeling to be honest, especially for a delicate girl like Onexia, she always felt that it was a mockery of her skills.

So she wants to make a better, better, and more suitable weapon for Ren Fan.

First of all, Ren Fan seems to like sword weapons, but there is no room for one-handed swords, and the two-handed swords are large and can be operated in more places.

Second, combined with Ren Fan's attack method, the size of this big sword must be hit, and he has always released the holy light barrage by slashing, so the attack fan must be hit.

Third, Ren Fan's attacks are dominated by energy conversion, so this weapon needs a location to quickly store and transform to release energy, rather than smearing the holy light on the sword and waiting for it to disappear by itself, like the stupid thing Ren Fan is doing now. And where this storage is ...... In the middle of the sword? This time it affects the overall strength of the sword. Where is the hilt located? Good idea, but I always feel that there is a feeling that there is something flawed...... That's right, at the tip of the sword!

When charging the blade, it will be charged to the storage position, and when it is needed to use it quickly, it will be channeled with rune lines and specific glyphs...... That's right, I'm a genius! But in that case, the sword ...... It seems that the design must be like a machete...... It doesn't matter, anyway, Ren Fan looks so ugly, maybe he will look more handsome if he puts on an ugly outfit......

Thinking of this, Onexia snapped her fingers, and immediately, a piece of metal that exuded an eerie chill and a trace of eerie shadow power appeared in her hand. Slowly urging the power of the lava in the palm of her hand, she excitedly began to forge the perfect equipment of her own design.

And at the same time, next door.

Anduin Lothar looked at the little man in front of him with a serious expression on his face, Greenskin. Although not an orc, this green skin is just as hateful.

Frowning slightly, Lothar felt a violent flow of energy, an instinct that belonged to a top fighter. Almost subconsciously, his eyes became sharp, and the originally hidden powerful momentum exploded instantly, frightening the goblin opposite him and almost falling to the ground.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Rockefeller, I lost my temper. You should understand that as a warrior, and also a fighter in a state of war, it is normal to be somewhat oversensitive. ”

"I understand you very much, and I also understand your eagerness and expectations for the defense of the motherland." The little goblin straightened his tie again, and then said with a smile, as if the offended situation had not happened. With a snap of his fingers, behind him, a tall man with a hood silently took out a large stone pillar from behind his back, and then stood as gently as he could on the ground.

But perhaps it was too much force, and Lothar still felt a slight tremor on the ground.

"An anti-surveillance totem that combines cutting-edge technology from the Night Elf druids and the Minotaur Shaman...... Sorry, maybe you don't know much about these two races...... But rest assured, unless a boring archmage comes to eavesdrop, this totem can put those who try to steal what we say into an eternal nightmare.

Unless they pay a wake-up fee of 998 gold, and an additional service fee of 888 gold, as well as an additional reminder of 288 gold, and a nutritious breakfast tied to 488 gold.

If there really is an archmage to eavesdrop....... Then I can't help it. But I don't think the above-eyed guys in Dalaran and the long-eared ones in Quel'Salas are interested in understanding our problems, do they! ”

And almost at the same time as he finished saying this......

In the next room. A flash of light flashed, and two figures appeared in the room. At this time, in the room, there were muffled breaths and ambiguous screams that led to reverie.

Nefarian's eyebrows instantly straightened, but then, he breathed a sigh of relief. These two people are not the ones they are looking for. It looks like there was some error in teleportation, but that's normal, after all, there's always a bit of a mistake in backward calculation.

However, in order to ensure that there were no accidents, he still stepped forward and lifted the quilt. In an angry rebuke, Nefarian snapped his fingers and successfully hypnotized the two unlucky ones. Looking at the two men on the bed who hugged each other tightly, even Nefarian, who boasted that he had seen a big scene, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Khadgar on the side was even more dumbfounded, although he had accidentally seen advanced philosophies such as "Broken X Mountain" in Medivan's library, but it was the first time he had actually seen such a scene.

I have to say that the cornea is very hurt.

"Not here, probably right next to it......" Nefarian muttered to himself, casually whipping out a large fireball. Seeing this scene, Khadgar was so frightened that he hurriedly rushed up and said

"Not necessarily, not necessarily, there are errors in teleportation, in case it's not on one side! And if your sister isn't doing what you thought she would do, what would she think of you if she rushed in like this! ”

With a sudden stirring, Nefarian hurriedly withdrew the flame explosion technique that was ready to be launched in his hand. His eyes rolled, and he reached out and silently drew a strange text symbol on the wall. Immediately, the original soundproof wall seemed to have disappeared, and the sound of the next room was instantly heard.

"There is a spell interference...... But it doesn't matter, it's just that the sound is distorted, at least you can hear the content. I hope that crumb doesn't do anything to my sister, or I'll let him taste hell!" ”