Sure enough, Malone sighed in his heart. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As far as Marlon knew, Tyrone Bloodfiend did what he said he was doing now after the defeat of the Horde.

He inspired the decadent Neozu to regain control of the orc tribe, reopened the Dark Gate, and led the orcs back to victory, before being slain in the Dark Temple by Tulayan.

Of course, Tyrone Bloodseeker, as a death knight, did not die so easily, and he later became involved in Illidan's war to dominate the Outlands, and after Akama united with Mavi Shadowsong to kill Illidan, he was never heard from again.

Marlon doesn't want to see Tyrone Bloodseeker become such a solution.

Maybe this is Tyrone Bloodfiend himself seeking mercy and getting mercy, but from a friend's point of view, Malone would rather Tyrone Bloodfiend live a few more years.

"Don't do that, Tyrone. If that happens, I hope you'll let go of your obsession with the tribe. ”

Marlone said to Tyrone Bloodseeker.

"It can't be, McColmalone. You should know that Draenor won't last long, the world there will collapse sooner or later, the orcs will not be able to survive there, we must find a new world and occupy it. ”

Tyrone Bloodfiend shook his head and said.

"I know, but ...... But Tyrone, if you go on like that, you might die! ”

Marlon finally couldn't help but excitedly reveal a little truth, he really didn't want to see Tyrone Bloodfiend follow the path that Blizzard had set for him.

If it weren't for the fact that Tyrone Bloodfiend wouldn't believe it at all, Marlon even wanted to tell him everything about his future.

As for what bronze dragon...... They can't care about the outlands anyway, do they?

"We're all going to die, McColmalone. However, the tribe lives on. ”

Tyrone Bloodfiend smiled, he didn't care about what Marlon had just said.

Malone was very anxious, Tyrone Bloodfiend didn't say much, such guys are usually very stubborn.

Marlon had no way to convince Tyrone Bloodfiend to give up his obsession with the Horde.

Just when Malone was helpless, he suddenly thought of something.

"You still owe me a promise, Tyrone, remember?"

Ma Long said excitedly as if a person in the water had grasped the last straw.

"Remember, but ......"

Tyrone Bloodseeker nodded, though he remembered that Marlon hadn't mentioned what he wanted.

"Then, you promise me that you will not give your life for the tribe."

Marlon impulsively grabbed Tyrone Bloodfiend's heavily armed shoulder, the icy temperature of the iron plate armor coming from Marlon's fingers, but he didn't care at all.

"I can't promise that, McColmaron. As I said before, we're all going to die eventually, not to mention that I've already died once. I am relieved that the day I die, my life is dedicated to the tribe. ”

Tyrone Bloodseeker shook his head and refused Marlon's request.

"You...... How to ......"

Marlon didn't expect Tyrone Bloodfiend to say so directly, he looked at Tyrone Blooddemon's expression, although his broken face was as terrifying as ever, but Marlon could see Tyrone Bloodfiend's firmness, and he knew that he couldn't change him.

"Well, Tyrone, at least promise me if...... If you've tried so hard for your tribe and you've failed...... At the very least, at least you think about whether it's worth it to give your life for it. ”

Marlon has no choice but to do his last best to implore Tyrone Bloodfiend.

"I will. But that won't happen. ”

Tyrone Bloodfiend was also annoyed by Marlon saying so many specious and difficult things tonight, so he had to agree to Marlon's request in order to stop pestering him.

Anyway, in the heart of Tyrone Bloodfiend, it is absolutely impossible for the tribe to fail.

Moreover, if Malone leaves tomorrow night, there is not much time left for him to be with Tyrone Bloodseeker.

Tyrone Bloodfiend didn't want the last memory of his and Marlon to stay in an endless quarrel.

Seeing that Tyrone Bloodfiend finally agreed to his request, Ma Long's heart was a little more relieved.

Marlon had no way of telling if Tyrone Bloodfiend was perfunctory, but he could only send his blessings.

Of course, instead of wishing the tribe to win eventually, Malone just wished Tyrone Bloodfiend to live - maybe then the two of them would meet one day.

"By the way, Tyrone, actually...... The world of Draenor is not as fragile as you think, and it can last much, much longer than you think. ”

When Marlon calmed down, he could think of more things, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly told Tyrone Bloodfiend what he had just remembered.

"What do you mean? McColmaron, have you forgotten? The earth of the world of Draenor has been shattered, the plants there are no longer growing, and the world is finished. ”

Tyrone Bloodseeker was a little confused by Marlon.

"Of course I know that. But Tyrone, how long have you not been back to Nagrand? How long has it been since you have been back to you...... Where were we born? ”

Malone asked—it was so awkward to say it that he almost slipped out.

"Nagrand...... You're right, McColmallone, I've been there for a really long time, haven't been there for a long time. ”

Tyrone Bloodfiend's eyes showed a look of yearning and he muttered.

The plains of Nagrand, where the orcs first lived.

The water and grass here are abundant, and the rivers are crisscrossed.

The sky here is always blue, and the trees are evergreen all year round.

To this day, Tyrone Bloodseeker can't understand why the orcs left such a beautiful place, gave up the life they loved, and never returned to the war.

"If you have a chance to go back to the world of Draenor, whatever you want to do, go to Nagrand. When the time comes, you will understand what I said today. ”

Marlon said solemnly to Tyrone Bloodseeker.

"I see, I will."

Tyrone Bloodseeker nodded.

"The first time we met, it was there."

After a long time, Tyrone Bloodfiend added, and then fell into a long silence.

"I know...... Hopefully, one day, we will be able to meet there again. ”

Marlon whispered in response to Tyrone Bloodseeker's emotion.

For a moment...... At least for a while...... Marlon was a little confused whether he was Marlon from Earth or Tyrone Bloodfiend's good brother, the orc death knight McColmone.

"Then, I'll act with you tomorrow night and get you out of camp."

Tyrone Bloodseeker smiled and said to Marlon.

"yes, I see. Let's go back now...... It wouldn't be good if Caldara woke up and found that we weren't there. “

Malone nodded, and then said. (To be continued.) )