Brad frowned slightly, "I don't have time to listen to your story, you should know that my army is at war." ”

Tyrok let out a cry that sounded very ugly to them in Bled, and said quickly: "I have been secretly observing you for a long time, and I have found that you are very interested in some secrets and very good at researching through the conversation just now. I don't know where you heard about me about Ansu, but I have to warn you. Much of the news and history you get about us Raven people is plausible. The story I'm going to tell is about the history of our Raven people, and if Brad isn't interested, just leave. But I would like to emphasize that what I am talking about is known even to a few of us Raven people. And I am very confident that there will be no more than five people who know and know better than I do. ”

"Oh, what the hell are you trying to say?" Brad was intrigued, and he realized that he still knew too little about Draenor, and his memories were all from the broken Draenor, the place known as the Outlands, not the current Draenor.

"I'm sure you won't be disappointed with my story, this story is about the last emperor of the Raven people, the Taw King, the last emperor in the history of the Raven people. What's more, although your army is fighting the enemy, it is not lagging behind, is it, if you were really in a hurry, you won't be long-winded with me for so long. Tyrok said confidently.

"I have to say, I was moved by what you said, but this is not the place to talk, let's change to a beautiful place." Brad teleported the crowd out as he spoke.

The top of the Basilica of the Holy Light, the top of Carabo. Also the best view here, the building has not been destroyed, but the large crystal used for defense at the top has disappeared. It became a small platform. From here, you can look down on the whole city of Carabo. You can also look at the endless sea,

"Lord Brad, is this what you call a scenic place?" Tyrok looked helplessly at Brad, and the others were already sitting at a table, which was full of wine, fruits and vegetables, Brad Aurelia and the Black Dragon Dragon Queen had already begun to enjoy it, and Irel looked at the three of them a little blankly.

"Enjoy a good wine and look out to the sea. Don't you think it's beautiful? Brad raised his glass and gestured slightly to Tyroke.

"I'm sorry, but do you think I can still know what wine tastes like in my ghost form?" Mr. Tyroc said he had made it to a chair as well. Pointing to the city that was still burning behind him, he said, "But do you still think it's beautiful with all this?" ”

"I'm sorry for forgetting your state." Brad took a sip of the fiery thunder ale and said slowly, "Beautiful, naturally beautiful." Although there is still a flame burning below. But they are being extinguished by those who bring peace. See. Those firefighting soldiers, from the Union. They will soon make this place as calm and serene as our hometown, and as long as there are people here, it will be very good to restore their life. I think Ms. Irel is very interested in this and would like to see it the most. Their people still live on the spaceship and have no food source. They will soon regain their first stronghold, isn't it beautiful to return to their homeland after decades of losing their homeland? ”

"What. Are you going to let us regain this place? Irel stood up in surprise, knowing that this was where the Confederates had taken.

"The alliance has always been rational and benevolent, besides, I don't think the alliance army has much interest in occupying here, the strategic location is too far away, and it will not be of much use." Brad explained slowly.

Tyrok let out a terrible laugh and said, "Lord Brad is right, there is nothing more beautiful than the scenery of his homeland." I think the Draenei will cry with joy when they find out, and the Draenei are very lucky. But my people have no place to live, and many have been displaced, leaving the places where they have lived for countless years. ”

Looking at Tyroke's expectant eyes, Brad turned a blind eye. This part of the Raven People of Tyrok is very pitiful, but so what. Two planes, Yunyun for life, countless races, poor people, poor people, countless races, how can he manage it.

He doesn't think he's a savior and won't be a savior. The life of the people in his own territory was exchanged for the happiness and liberation of other races, and Brad could not do such a thing. I believe that even if Tyrok is in his own position, he will not be able to do it.

Just as he knew that activating the magic circle of the leylines in order to defeat the flying crow people would cause fluctuations in the plane, and when the number of portals increased, there would inevitably be conflicts and tear the void. In the last life, the entire sea was gone, leaving only a few broken continents that were gradually declining. Seeing today's Draenor, who knows how many creatures and races have been extinct, and who has taken care of those races.

Tyrok would not know the consequences of being so strict, of course he knew, but he had sacrificed too many people for the sake of his people. Then Brad would not sacrifice his own people for the sake of other races.

"Your Excellency Tyroc, I'm here to listen to the story, but if it's anything else, then I won't accompany you." Brad said.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Tyrok's eyes again, but he said, "Okay, then enjoy your wine, and I'll tell you the story of the Talon King." ”

Brad nodded at this time, motioned to Irel and said, "Don't look at it, it is the duty of these soldiers to deal with this. We shouldn't and don't have to deal with that, or we'll just make them panic. ”

"Maybe you're right, my mentality is still in the position of a general." Irel sullenly took the glass from Aurelia, she didn't have much of an eye for the story.

"Lord Tyrok, please begin." Brad said.

Tyrok nodded and said, "Draenor is also a very ancient plane, of course, to your Azeroth, Draenor is still just a child. But it is very old in our eyes. At the dawn of Chaos, Draenor was a wild and savage land with nothing but the eternal battle between the Beasts of Creation and the Destroyers. But later, three ancient gods appeared in the wilderness - Rukma, Ansu and Seth. They both have wings and both try to dominate the sky, but they are not the same as each other. Rukma is beautiful and elegant, Ansu is dark and mysterious, and Seth is the source of depravity and evil. They are at odds with each other, but Rukma and Ansu see that Seth is becoming a threat and join forces to eliminate Seth. The gods then went to war at the Broken Spire, and Seth was killed, but on his deathbed he cursed the heirs of Rukma and Ansu, declaring that wherever his blood fell, depravity and madness would follow. ”

Brad interrupted Tyrok and said, "Ansu, I know, it's the god you believe in, a powerful crow demigod, and he also uses the power of shadows, but what kind of gods are Rukma and Seth. ”

"Rukma is the god of the Ravens, the embodiment of the sun, a noble and graceful bird, while Ansu is a raven full of shadow energy, and as for Seth, his descendants are still alive in the world of Draenor, known as the Wind Serpent. The three ancient gods were one of Draenor's first powerful creatures"

Brad nodded knowingly, he didn't expect Draenor to have such a history. Tyrok is right, there must be very few people who know about this kind of news alone. Orcs, just kidding, they actually regarded Washugu, where the Draenei fell, as a sacred mountain, which shows how short their history is.

As for ogres, no kidding, the only thing recorded about this elm pimple is probably the recipe for their dark cuisine. Goron? Not to mention, these guys know what it is to be famous, Gruul still lives in a cave where there is nothing, and he is a reckless savage.

"Please continue."

"Well, Rukma and Ansu fought Seth, and in the end Rukma and Ansu won, and together they created a new race to serve them and show their characteristics - Rukma and Ansu's cunning. This race is us Raven people. We expand and become the first race ever, conquering the wilderness and containing the beasts and destroyers of creation. We created the first civilization - Episis. It was a time of our glory and the pinnacle of our power. The Great Prophet enlightened thousands of people, inventors created amazing technology, and of course there are also people who claim that Episis stole technology from the Titans. ”

Brad didn't notice how proud and proud Tyrok was when he said this, but the last sentence almost made Brad jump, and he couldn't help but interrupt Tyrok again, and said in surprise: "You said Titan, could it be that Titans have also come to this plane?" ”

"What's so strange about this?" Tyrok wondered.

Brad took a deep breath and said: "You don't know about Azeroth, because Azeroth is indirectly transformed by the Titans, where there are too many Titan ruins and the test grounds they left behind have been monitored, you see the dwarves below, they are the creations of the Titans." But I didn't see the relics or legends of the Titans in Draenor. Originally, I thought that this was a place where the Titans had not set foot, but now it seems that it is difficult to say. ”

"It was an old age, too long ago for me to know. If you're interested, head to Nagrand, where the remains of the Titans are said to be. But it doesn't have much to do with my story. Do you want to keep listening? Tyrok asked.

Brad was also stern, he only realized at this time that he was so unfamiliar with Draenor, he was too arrogant, such a reckless layout, and now he was only in trouble with the Flying Raven Man, and he had to say that he was too lucky.

But Brad never resigned himself to luck, and he was fascinated by Tyroc's story...... (To be continued......)