In a sense, the Storm Altar is a small simplified copycat version of the Dark Gate, although it can't summon demon lords like Mathridon and Kazak, but the second-level archdemon is not a problem at all, if you don't pull out this nail, even if Stoneard and Fort Watch join forces and die of exhaustion, don't even think about paying off the demons of the Cursed Lands!

Although Colm was still sarcastic about the Alliance garrison at Fort Watch, it seemed that they were all planted in the hands of the demon army, but this was just a sarcasm, how could a veteran of a hundred battles like him not know the threat of the Burning Legion?

Compared to the Scourge Legion fighting in the Sea of Humans or the Sea of Skeletons, the soldiers of the Burning Legion are definitely qualitative and quantitative, if it weren't for the outrageous poor organization and discipline of the demons, Azeroth would have been swept away by them, and now they are gloating about the Watchberg, and when they are finished, it will be Stonerd's turn next

Thinking of this, Colm couldn't sit still, so he picked up Xie Feng and walked towards the valley of power: "Alex, this matter must be known to Fort Honor and Stoneard as soon as possible, if it drags on early, there will be big trouble!" ”

"Brother, where are we going?" Xie Feng's hand was almost dislocated, and he hurriedly took two quick steps to keep up with his rhythm and asked.

"To the chief, of course!" Colm let go of Xie Feng: "The next batch of reinforcements and supplies to Stoneard will leave soon, we must inform the chief of the news before this, you need to personally convey the most detailed information to him!" ”

"Great Chief? Are you sure he won't out? Although Xie Feng made up his mind to improve his negative image in Sal's eyes through this news, when it was time to meet, he couldn't help but feel a hesitation.

Throughout the generations of the Confederacy's racial leaders and powerhouses, there are more or less flaws or deficiencies in terms of strength, reputation, or their own personalities, Uther is rigid, Mograine is extreme, Varian is belligerent, Magni is stubborn, Sylvanas is ruthless, Bloodhoof is conservative, Lothema is a little hypocritical, Velon's extreme belief in Naru, Wojin and the Great Artisan are not prestigious, Tyrande, although prestige is high enough, but he has a record of blackmailing the Warden forces and using Illidan, which seems too ruthless, and Gianna is because of his relationship with Sal, Kael'thas and Alsace are unclear and peachy news continues.

Of all the leaders, Thrall is the exception! With the exception of a handful of ultra-racists, his infamy is rarely heard. He poured all his heart and soul into the new tribe, and his reputation among the tribe was unmatched, and he was committed to the peaceful coexistence of the Azeroth race, and on many occasions he brought the Alliance tribes together to fight against foreign enemies, and he also had considerable prestige among the Alliance and other neutral forces. He never took the initiative to provoke wars, but in the face of inevitable wars, he showed the wisdom and courage of a leader of a big power, without any foresight.

From the time he escaped from the human detention center, rescued his compatriots, and took over his Warhammer, Black Plate Armor, and High Chief from Orgrim in Falling Hammer, to the thriving new tribe, Thrall's story is nothing short of legendary! A brave and resourceful chieftain, a merciful and righteous politician, and a flawless leader!

is about to face such a great leader, Xie Feng, a lame blood elf commander with a black criminal record, and a little bit of the feeling of being in front of the head teacher in high school, although he knows that Sal has an easy-going personality, but there will still be a trace of hesitation

Compared with others, Colm didn't have the slightest concern, as if he completely regarded the noble chief as a friend who could drink and chat, but the kind of admiration in his eyes, Xie Feng could feel it very clearly.

Is this Saar's unique personality? Xie Feng couldn't help but think in his heart.

The brave and warlike orcs have their own objects of worship, or Grom, or Orgrim, or Sarufar, and Sal's name rarely appears in their conversations, but when something big happens, everyone's first reaction is that there is a big chieftain, and if there is any problem, he will solve it

Thrall, whose true meaning is a slave, was originally named by Blackmore to make him his slave and trained him to be a chieftain to control the orcs of the time, and Thrall eventually escaped from prison to escape his fate. But the result is that he got rid of the human race, but became a slave of the tribe, and he also did not have any reward, but he gave everything he had for it more dedicatedly, it can be said that he is the highest status laborer of the entire orc tribe, and even the tribe!

The Kukaron guards are the personal guards of the big chief, and Colm, who plays the small leader in it, doesn't need much trouble to see Sal at all, so he came to the hall of the chief of the Wisdom Valley and said a word to Kucaron, who guarded the door, and after waiting for a while, he couldn't wait to take Xie Feng straight inside.

Compared to Ogrimmar Cheng, who had been expanded countless times, the Chief Hall was no different from the appearance in Xie Feng's memories in his previous life, but the proportions were slightly larger, and he couldn't feel it if he didn't look at it himself. The hall is divided into two halls, inside and outside, and the orc powerhouses who usually protect the safety of the chief are gathered in the slightly smaller outer hall, almost all of them are the peak of the ninth order, and the further is the strong existence of the hero level, although because Colm brought in, Xie Feng was not hostile to them, but he was stared at by more than a dozen such powerhouses with wary eyes, and the short distance of more than ten steps also made him feel a chill down his spine. Finally entered the corridor to avoid their sight, Xie Feng quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then after walking a few steps, he came to a wide hall after passing the corridor

Familiar layouts, familiar furnishings, familiar graphics, familiar seats, and the familiar big chief above! All this made Xie Feng feel like a world away, once upon a time, when he was bored, he also carried the giant sword of a fiery red cruel gladiator, came to him and shook his arms vigorously, dancing the same dance of the blood elf clan.

Now he didn't have the gladiator and the flaming sword, and he couldn't dance that kind of dance, but Thrall still sat on the chieftain's chair with his chin in his familiar posture, looking at the crackling brazier in front of him, frowning silently and pondering, maybe for the friction with the alliance, maybe for the increasingly grim situation on the continent, maybe for the future of the tribe

There is no breathtaking momentum, there is no temperament that people can't help but admire, nor is it the so-called wisdom that shines brightly in his eyes all the time, what is shown in front of Xie Feng is just a chief who is worried about his race and people and thinks hard about countermeasures, an ordinary orc!

Is this world really just a game?

The care and affection he felt from Jovia made him unusually nostalgic, and his increasingly devoted feelings to Terri made him so intoxicated that he had been running away from reality and not daring to face it. At this moment, when I saw Sal again, the question was very stubbornly surging in my mind, and it was more intense than ever!

After coming to this world, everyone in Xie Feng's eyes has their own unique character and temperament, strong strength, gorgeous magic and strange scenes, as if they have been reminding him that this world is man-made and all virtual pictures! But the feeling of directness and ordinariness that he felt from Thrall was the opposite of it, because the ordinary was more and more real, provoking the question he had been deliberately avoiding in his heart

"Is this world real?" Xie Feng, who was caught in his own thoughts, said lightly with a confused look in his eyes.

The footsteps of the two of them had already awakened the pensive Sal, and after Colm had saluted him thousands of times, before he could say the purpose of his trip, he heard Xie Feng's murmuring.

Sal, who was stretching out his hand to signal Colm to get up, suddenly moved after hearing Xie Feng's words, glanced at it with a little meaning, and smiled: "Are you confused about this?" Maybe I can help you find answers~" He said and pointed to the chair next to him.

Xie Feng was stunned when he heard this, still glanced at Sal in confusion, and involuntarily walked to him and sat down.

Sal smiled and said, "Do you know the Cave of Time?" When we go through there and go to other points in time, we will see another version of ourselves that is exactly the same, which one do you say is real? ”

Xie Feng smiled bitterly, this is completely different from what he is confused about, the so-called feeling confused and struggling with what attitude he should use to face the world. Reason told him that everything here is a virtual existence, but he has poured real feelings into it, and the questions that could be avoided before have been raised, how should he face it now?

"Both are real! From the perspective of the person who left his plane, the newly arrived plane is virtual, but from the perspective of this plane, the stowaway is a virtual existence, but the two can affect each other, which shows that both are real. ”

"Everyone has a unique understanding of the theory of the Cave of Time, and even the Bronze Dragon or even the Titans dare not say that they are completely correct in this regard, so you can't convince me in this regard, and it will be difficult to solve my confusion even if you are the Great Chief!"

Sal was stunned, he didn't expect Xie Fengfeng to have such an answer at all, and there was really no place for troops to say, to some extent, more thorough than himself, but the problem of time was something that no one could explain clearly, at least not now!

"The reason why I'm confused is because I'm like the stowaway who ran to another time and space, but I can't find any traces of myself in this time and space, and I know that this world is virtual, but I can't extricate myself from it, and I can't help but fall into it, and I invest my feelings, how should I face it?"

(To be continued)