So... Your dad blew it up here, hey, I'll tell you, it's miserable, it's sparsely fried, tsk... ”

On the island where the Tomb of Sargeras is located, in the wide open space in front of the main gate of the mausoleum tower, the three-free black guide Boss Hu pointed to the dark green giant gate and introduced this famous attraction in the predetermined destiny to Prince Anduin.

"Lord Shenzun, that's my predetermined fate, don't say it so strangely, okay. On the other side, King Varian's face was full of embarrassment and confusion, and he seriously considered whether he should step forward and cover the broken mouth of the Titan God that did not hold the door.

"Ah yes, it was my mistake, do it all over again... Another father in your predetermined destiny was blown up by Gul'dan here, hey, let me tell you, the scene was miserable, and it was blown to pieces. Boss Hu nodded, listened carefully to the suggestion, and quickly made reasonable corrections.

Anduin tried his best to hold back a smile, lest he be beaten mercilessly by his father when he returned.

"Hey, isn't what I just said particularly charming? Write it down and add it to my personal autobiography for generations to come. ”

There's a fart charm!

To get back to the point, the colonization and development of the Broken Islands is nothing more than a local war for the various faction forces in the world of Azeroth, and the comprehensive assessment of the threat level is very low, and there are no points that need to be paid attention to at all, so all parties are too lazy to make any preparations, and they take food and ordnance and go directly by boat.

Needless to say, King Varian naturally has an old tradition, he likes to go on expeditions in person, so in the event of this kind of local war that is unlikely to be dangerous, the Grand Duke of Berval, the chief steward of the kingdom, has no reason to stop this warlike king, so he went with him.

The Alliance's expeditionary force landed on a beach called Broken Beachhead on the island where Sargeras's Tomb is located, and established a forward stronghold to use it as a transit point to discuss the next route of the march, after all, they are not tribal brothers, and they have no distant relatives of direct blood in the Broken Isles region.

After a comprehensive assessment, the alliance is planning to go to the Storm Fjord region, where there are almost no local forces that have contact with the outside world, all backward natives, grandma does not love uncle and uncle, and there is no pressure to fight.

Storm Fjord is very similar to the Storm Cliffs region of Northrend continent, and many historians believe that before the Great Schism, the two regions were joined together, and that they were originally one place, but they were separated because of the Great Schism.

And the aborigines here are also Viku people, they have multiplied here for generations, and it is still the same sentence, grandma does not love uncle and uncle.

However, the Veku people here have a huge unique advantage over their fellow Wiku people in Northrend: Valhalla

Odin, the guardian of the high-level Titans, has been staying in Valhalla, a mobile fortress suspended in the sky, since he was cursed by Hela, the god of death in the underworld.

Odin's golden Vagli Valkyries are responsible for bringing the souls of the dead Viku to Valhalla, where they can continue to exist in the form of souls and become the best warriors of Valhalla.

The holy land of warriors, the paradise of warriors, this sentence is very consistent with the use of Valhalla.

Well... So this immediately caught the attention of warriors from all over Azeroth, who had been looking for a holy place for their professional group to gather, and now they finally had a winner.

It's just that Odin, this old antique, is very stubborn, and he is racist on horses, his Valhalla only accepts Veku, and it must be a dead Veku, which is nonsense!

Oh, if we warriors want to go back to their profession halls in the future, we have to die first?

It's easy to die, after all, charge to release the funeral dragon... Ahem, that means so, but why!

Why do we have to die when we go back to the career hall!

But then again, you just want to die back, and Brother Odin is not happy, and they haven't agreed to accept you warriors of the non-Viku race at all.

But the warrior buddies don't give up, they want Valhalla, the big golden palace, right now, and they want the sexy golden Valkyrie lady to send it back online, saying nothing and not changing anything.

So... Petition and appeal!

We don't care about the civil group, you Odin, then okay, let's go to the official organization!

Warriors from all over the world began to gather to make trouble, the warriors of the tribe made trouble with Orgrimmar, the warriors of the Alliance made trouble with Stormwind, the warriors of the Northern Alliance marched in the square in front of the palace of Lordaeron to petition, and the representatives of the warrior group, Lothar and King Sarufar, were interviewed by the media, saying that the warriors wanted Valhalla, and if they didn't give it to us, they would grab it.

Anyway, in a word: we don't care, we just want Valhalla, and the government wants to call the shots for us!

Okay, when it comes to this, the high-level and high-level bosses of the three parties naturally can't ignore it, after all, everyone is still pointing at the warriors and old buddies to charge the line, if they all strike and stop working, do you let that group of delicate mages wear robes and hold magic staff to go up to the bloody line, and the palace will be blown up for you! The chief hall will be burned for you!

So the three parties summed it up and finally decided to use the ultimate: God Emperor Arbitration.

Well, everyone knows it, we kicked this ball to the Titan brother, and the next thing will be in the hands of the Titan Sarodar, farewell!

Boss Hu was naturally reluctant, and he also wanted to find a relevant department to kick the ball over, but unfortunately, Boss Hu sadly found that there seemed to be some major unreasonable loopholes in the rules of the game that he participated in formulating.

The God's Emperor arbitration is the last relevant department, and after the ball is kicked to himself, even if he is killed, he can't kick it, he can't push it, hey, it's really angry!

No, the rules have to be changed! Why! Why do you have to be the last to wipe your ass! Do you still have a conscience, why do you have to push everything to the Titans to deal with, don't you know how to be self-reliant!

However, it's too late to change it now, the matter has already kicked to me, and I have to finish arbitrating this matter before I can talk about anything else.

So, Boss Hu, who had finished his visit to the tomb of Sargeras, set off again, scolding and "rushing" to the Storm Fjord area next door.

Get out of the way, get out of the way!The Circuit Justices are coming, and the troublesome warriors are shut up, and the Titans are here to do justice to you.