On the morning of Anvena's journey to Draenor, Solan Liane used this excuse to let the Draenei join the messenger and continue to wait. ,!

Her claim is that the final decision was made by Her Royal Highness Princess Anvina Quel'Salas.

The Draenei emissary then agreed to wait.

And in the morning, on the other side.

A huge black dragon flew over the continent of Kalimdor.

"Onexia, just leave me here!"

Sylvanas spoke to the black dragon beneath her, and then asked her to place herself in Azhara.

The Queen of the Dead's destination is Orgrimmar, the capital of the beast.

And the relationship between the Black Dragon Princess and Teresa is too sensitive, so she can't escort Sylvanas all the time.

"Are you okay?"

Even so, Onexia is very worried about Sylvanas' safety.

The stronghold of the beast is no less powerful than the alliance - it is very dangerous to go alone.

"No problem."

But Sylvanas left confidently.

She stepped along the withered yellow earth into the whistling valley, a long-winded valley in Durontal, and Orgrimmar spanning the entire valley.

In honor of the previous generation of tribal chieftain Ogrim. The Hammer of Doom, named Orgrimmar, the new capital he founded, is a symbol of power and glory, and it is the largest city of warriors in the world.

The strong beast guards guard Orgrimmar's back door, and they see Sylvanas and want to attack.

"Don't come near me, I have something to talk to you big chief!"

Sylvanas pulled the Star's Fury and shattered a corner of the cliff, then threw a letter over.

The Beast Guards sent one of the Beasts back to the city with the letter, but more and more Beasts, including a few trolls and the Bullhead, ran out, staring at Sylvanas with fierce eyes.

Fortunately, her appearance was different from that of the Beast Class, otherwise the Beast would have attacked a long time ago.

More than ten minutes later, the howl of the white wolf came from inside Orgrimmar, and Thrall arrived with a few of his cronies.

He looked at Sylvanas with wide eyes, and then scattered the beast guards.

"This is our white spoon guest!"

Thrall stepped forward, and the god said to Sylvanas:

"Karina, I didn't expect to meet again like this."

The shaman's power was so powerful and mysterious that the chief of the beastly tribe could tell at a glance that Sylvanas' heart had stopped beating.

In fact, he didn't remember Sylvanas' Jing Ling name, but he was impressed by Karina, who had been with him for a while.

"I don't want to see you in my current appearance, Sal."

Sylvanas put the Wrath of the Stars on her back and followed Thrall towards Orgrimmar.

She saw many different things along the way, the older and wise shamans patiently teaching the new generation of beasts the knowledge of the white spoon, and the warriors training diligently in the gladiatorial arena.

The beast has become completely different.

They don't have the flesh of the First War, they don't have the decadence of the asylum - like a newborn race.

Sylvanas admired Sal for being able to transform his race into such an active one.

"Do you want to meet Teresa?"

On the way back, Sal asked her.

Sylvanas shook his head:

"Let's get down to business first, and I'll see her when we leave."

Two entrances enter Thrall's royal hall, and in addition to some guards, there are two entrances standing in the middle.

"I'll introduce you."

Thrall starts on the left, and it's a troll.

"Woking, he's the leader of the Darkspear Clan."

Then there's a bull's head into:

"Kane, he's the leader of the bull's head, you can go to Thunder Bluff if you have a chance"

Sal smiled, then pointed at Sylvanas.

"Sylvanas, Queen of the Undead, the Forsaken."

She was the first to introduce herself.

Information that even Sal didn't know suddenly silenced the three present, but Kane laughed first.

"Our White Spoon Thunder Cliff is built on top of a high mountain, you can really go over and have a look if you have a chance!"

He followed Sal's words to break the silence and soften the atmosphere.

"Thank you."

Sylvanas thanked the old-looking bull-headed leader, then turned her gaze to Thrall to convey her intentions.

Join the tribe.

In the event that you can't ask Quel'Salas for help, this is the best and only option.

All the races of the tribe have not been hit by the undead plague, so the prejudice against the undead will not be great, and the relationship between Thrall can also make the tribe better accept them.

The most important factor is that tribes also need the undead.

After the Night Spirits joined the Alliance, the Horde was at an absolute disadvantage, and they were equally anxious to find new allies.

The undead of Lordaeron gave this opportunity.

With the undead joining the Horde, Kalia's Alliance Legion will have to think carefully about the consequences of the invasion, and Lordaeron will be safer.

And the Horde with the undead can redeem its disadvantage - so that the atmosphere of war, which has recently become more tense due to the disparity in power, disappears, and is no longer besieged.

The lone undead gave the tribe a foothold in the Eastern Kingdom, which can be regarded as tearing through the blockade of the alliance.

Reasonably, Thrall and Kane agreed to Sylvanas' request as soon as they were sure that the Forsaken were free from the Lich King's control.

They signed the agreement.

But Sylvanas couldn't stay long, and she immediately resigned in order to return to Lordaeron to sort things out.

Thrall agreed, and then promised to be sent to Lordaeron soon to help her.

Before leaving, Sylvanas visits Teresa.

I haven't seen her for a few years, and this girl has become much more mature, and she still has a big belly.

"How long have you been pregnant?"

Sylvanas asked her in some surprise.

In fact, she knew that Thrall and Teresa would have children, but she didn't know exactly what was born

Phase I.

"Six months."

Teresa answered the question a little shyly.

She took Sylvanas' hand instead, and Teresa cried when she learned that she was dead.

Sylvanas was glad to see that Teresa had retained her kindness - because it meant that Thrall had taken good care of her.

After a brief meeting, she left Orgrimmar with mixed feelings.

The Black Dragon Princess is waiting for her in Hinterland.

"You should have succeeded."

After transforming into a black dragon, Onexia once again flew to the Eastern Kingdom with her:

"But aren't you worried that the Horde will get in the way of control over Lordaeron?"

Sylvanas chuckled.

"The alliance is just an agreement, and the tribe can't really get in the way of our White Spoon sovereignty."

She was still more trusting of Thrall and Teresa, and the tribe didn't dare to do that.

"What if?"

"In case, just tear up this agreement."

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