Chapter 520: The Hero Sees Something Different
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For after Varok publicly announced that he needed the orcs to leave Nagrand, the orcs were boilingβnot the excitement of the boiling that had just begun, and this time, the orcs were furious.
Although the Maghan orcs are looking forward to the sobriety and return of the tribe, this does not mean that they are willing to leave Nagrand!
Yes, it's getting more and more barren, and the pollution of evil energy is getting heavier and heavier, but this is Nagrand, the last refuge for the orcs.
Before the weapons in the hands of the Maghan orcs could be lowered, they aimed directly at Varok, and even Dranosh did not understand why his father would say that.
"Quiet." At the critical moment, Gaiaan stood behind Varok, although she was old, her body was still straight, the elements were still surrounding, and her majestic appearance made the noisy young man finally calm down, "After listening to Varok, no one wants to give up their hometown - I didn't want to leave Frost Fire Ridge at the beginning!" β
Varok turned his head, nodded gratefully to Gaiaan, and continued.
"Azeroth is different from Draenor, it's more fertile, the elements are more alive - and of course, there are challenges."
"Demons have always been full of fantasies about that world, they want to turn all living beings into their slaves, and all the land into the current Shadowmoon Valley, so, we need strength, the power to unite together!"
As he spoke, Varok pulled Zulkin along.
"These are the trolls, our comrades who once fought side by side, they have an ancient history, and they are just like us, brave and fearless."
Then there is Lao Chen.
"These are the panda people, they are honest and passionate, but they are just as rational and brave, and the oath they lead has been on the front line of resistance to demons."
"Of course, Azeroth still has the Alliance, and those cunning creatures are hateful, but we also fought side by side to save the world - and the annoying opponents are reliable when they are comrades."
"I suppose, apart from the boys from the Warsong Clan, isn't your former hometown Nagrand also a no-gland? In order to survive, didn't everyone also leave their homes temporarily? β
"Unlike Nagrand, Azeroth can let us live, as long as we are willing to defend it!"
"Nagrand is still beautiful now, but how long can Nagrand be beautiful on the dying planet of Draenor? Orcs are not cowards who hold their mother-in-law and refuse to give up in the past! β
Varok's words caused some of the orcs present to think, but many more remained confused.
These words had exhausted Varok's brain cells, and he was better at boosting morale before the battle than telling a policy or something, so after seeing that the orcs were still a little incomprehensible, Varok was a little anxious.
After all, in this regard, there is still a huge gap between his eloquence and Saar.
At the critical moment, Gaiaan spoke up.
"Children, now let's not think about the world called Azeroth, now think about the first lesson I taught you, listen to the elements."
"Although you are not a shaman, I am sure you can feel the joys and sorrows of this world - the wind blows the plants, and the slight trembling of the leaves is the dance of the wind; The beep of burning wood is the outpouring of flames; Take a deep breath and you will smell the earth; Close to the stream, you can hear the sound of water, and the elemental spirits are always with us. β
"But now Nagrand, are the elementals happy?"
"Thirty years ago, the Omrig Congress was a contest of courage and strength, and there were countless animals in the Nagrand steppes as our challenge, from the proboscis to the Howling Eagle, and now?"
"Don't be ashamed, Garrosh, I know that the blood on your face comes from a prairie dog, because there is no more prey in this land, and the key to Omrig is no longer courage and strength, but luck - your luck determines what kind of prey you can meet!"
Hearing Gaiaan's words, the young orcs began to nod their heads, Nagrand is indeed a lot poorer now......
"With the elements dwindling and the resources depleted, how long can Nagrand last? We all know that this level of destruction cannot be cured by the remedy of a shaman. β
"But why are we going to other worlds? There are even our enemies there! Garrosh finally mustered up the courage and asked his doubts, "If the world is so good, why should we share it?" β
To this, Varok suddenly opened his mouth - in fact, he did not understand this, or in his opinion, it was all because of the great pressure of the oath, and the sharing was only a last resort......
But Gaiaan, who had never been to Azeroth, knew everything.
"Once in Draenor, someone asked the question - why should we share it with the Draenei, who had not been destroyed at the time, was so good? Why share it with Raven Man? Why share it with ogres? β
"And then? We have abandoned our traditions. β
"We defeated the Raven Man, conquered the Ogre, slaughtered the Draenei, and by the way, destroyed Draenor."
"The flame is warm, but the fire will consume everything, the water will moisten, but the flood will wash everything away! The way of the elements is balance, and in the world, we are part of it. β
"For so many years, I have been thinking and asking the elements why the tribe is lost, will become the lackeys of the devil, and will abandon their nobility."
"Not because of ambition, not because of desire, but because we are out of balance, and with excessive unscrupulousness, we will push ourselves to the border of destruction."
"At the beginning, the whole tribe was in full swing, was it really just because of the demonic blood in the body?"
"It's not! The reason for all this is that the orcs are out of balance in this world, and perhaps without the blood of demons, we will destroy this world in another way - as far as I know, some shamans have already started thinking of enslaving the elements! Lost in balance, demon's blood is nothing more than a head! β
As the orcs gradually regained their composure and realized the necessity of leaving, Varok discovered that many times Gaiaan was exactly the same as Thrall - or rather, Thrall was really like his grandmother.
If Drunken Wind was here, he might feel the horror of this old shaman.
When a person's thinking goes beyond the existing limits and he takes a very firm stand, he is often the most formidable enemy.
This is also why Thrall was able to pull up the tribal shelf with a few old, weak, sick and disabled races (and even fooled his own daughter to sell his father), but Garrosh's strength could only be besieged by Orgrimmar.