Looking at the back of Drektar slowly leaving, Naozu's eyes were inexplicable. After a long time, he picked up the grass and the small bow, and his expression was suddenly stunned.

Compared to what I saw, these two things felt different as soon as I got them.

Before Nao Zu could show a look of surprise, the straw man and the small bow began to glow. Naozu jumped and almost threw it away, but then, some information flowed into his heart, and Naozu froze.

After a long time, Nao Zu came back to his senses, stared at the two things in his hand, and suddenly laughed.

"Ancestral artifact! Sure enough, it's an ancestral artifact! ”

He suddenly felt a sense of destiny. From that information, he knew that only kings recognized by most orcs could use these two sets of artifacts.

No wonder Drektar couldn't use it. The frost wolf clan, compared to the entire orc race, is insignificant.

At the same time, the usage and power of this set of artifacts have been well known to Nao Zu.

In his heart, the buried thought suddenly rose like fire.

...

After Drektar left, he did not return to Frostfire Ridge, but halfway down the road he turned in the direction of the Dark Gate, where he joined the Frostwolf tribe led by Durotan and his wife in a valley.

After meeting Chang Wei and getting the Seven Arrows of Nailhead, Drektar went to see Durontan. And come to this matter one by one, no matter how big or small.

Although Durotan had doubts in his heart, as Drektar said, the Frostwolf Clan and the Orcs had no way out.

Now that there is a road ahead, what to do? To bet or not to bet?

Eventually, Drektar convinced Durotan.

By the time Drektar had gone to meet Naozu with the Seven Arrows of Nailhead, Durotan had already taken up the Frostwolf Clan, leaving the Frostfire Ridge and heading for the Dark Gate.

"What the human asked me to do, I've done."

As soon as they met, without waiting for a breath, Drektar said, "Now, we are going through the Dark Gate to find our new home. ”

Durotan nodded and sighed, "I just hope this time the gamble is right." Otherwise, I will be worthy of the ancestors of the Frostwolf Clan. ”

"We have no other way out."

Drektar said, "This is the end of the matter, there is no room for hesitation. Durotan, you are the chief, and you must be decisive and determined. ”

"I know." Dulong said frankly: "Then, let's go." Shaman, how do we get through the dark door? There's an orc there. ”

"It's simple." Drektar said, "Let's just say that Naozu means." ”

The old orc climbed onto the frostwolf's back and said, "Like Gul'dan, Naozu craves power but does not want to be controlled by the source of power. The most important thing is that the orcs can only find a way to survive if they go to Azeroth. During this time, there were already signs. So we said that Naozu told us to go to the front station, and that's no problem. At most, it's a little difficult, but that's okay. You can buy a road with your possessions. In Azeroth, we will live a new life, Durotan, nothing matters now, everything can be given up. ”

The total population of the Frostwolf Clan is only more than 10,000. Orcs, as a primitive race similar to nomads, fight wars and often drag their families with them, so it is not uncommon to bring the entire tribe with them.

They traveled very fast, and after more than ten days, when they reached the Dark Gate, they were stopped by the Orc Legion guarding it.

As Drektar said, they were let go after moving out of Naozu and paying some more belongings.

Looking at the dark door that had once excited the orcs, Durotan and the others were only apprehensive at this time.

This one is betting on the future of the tribe.

If you don't win, everything will be in bet.

But now, there is no way back.

"Let's go."

Drektar took a deep breath, "I'll go ahead, Durontan, you're last." ”

"Hmm." Duron pursed his lips and said.

Drektar, with his cane and his frostwolf, was the first to step through the Dark Gate. The sky was spinning, a different scenery suddenly opened up, and a different air made him take a deep breath.

Standing at this end of the Dark Gate, Drektar looked up to see a group of tall trolls leading an old troll approaching.

"The Frostwolf Clan?"

The old troll is Zandallar Prophet Zur.

"I am Zur, the prophet of Zandalara."

"Drektar, shaman of the Frostwolf Clan."

Drektar was nervous.

Zur bowed slightly: "Take your tribe with you, Drektar." A great being has made me wait for you, and I will arrange a place for you to live. ”

When Drektar heard this, he slowly put down his heart.

During the time that the entire Frostwolf Clan passed through the Dark Gate, Drektar chatted with Zur and inquired about something.

He said, "Prophet Zur, what you call a great being, but a great and virtuous person? ”

Zur laughed, "Yes. There is no one else who can make the kingdoms and trolls of the eastern continent accept you. ”

"It's our pleasure." Drektar said deeply.

"Of course." "This is also Azeroth's forgiveness for you," Zur said. ”

"So, where will the Frostwolf Clan be placed?" Drektar was desperate to know this.

Zur said: "Temporarily placed in the jungle in the south. Temporarily. In the near future, you will go to Kalimdor and make your home there. It's the land of the elves, and you and the elves haven't been at war, so it's easier to be accepted. And this has been approved by the Elven Moon God Priestess, Tyrande-Yufeng, and the two Dragon Kings. ”

That's right, everything is clearly arranged.

In fact, it's just Chang Wei's words.

Chang Wei returned to Azeroth a month ago. Back here, he didn't stop long and went straight to the northern part of the Eastern Continent.

At that time, Tyrande and the others had already passed through the southern countries such as the Storm Kingdom and entered Lordaeron. In a few years, they have only traveled half of the eastern continent, but they have already experienced a lot.

Including evil spirits, demons, and Medivan, at least twenty things, big and small.

Needless to say, there is no need to say anything about evil things - with the means of exorcising evil spirits and destroying demons granted by Chang Wei, ordinary evil problems are often solved.

The demon is the Dread Demon King. At the same time that the orcs opened the dark door to invade Azeroth, the shadows of the Burning Legion had already followed. It's the Dreadlord.

These demons hide among the crowd to spread terror, mutilate living beings, and shake the hearts of the people. And what Tyrande and his party have passed, they are so good that they don't die, they bump into each other again and again, and then solve them again and again.

Each time, it made Tyrande and his party famous.

By the time they arrived in Lordaeron, they had been at loggerheads with the Black Goat Sect, leading to the disappearance of Medivan in the war.

Medivin was completely depraved and became the Pope of the Black Goat Sect.