See, the evil spirit has reappeared because of the war, and it has begun to invade the whole continent of Pandaria?"

Kalimdor Continent, Eternal Night Palace, Boss Hu listened to the White Tiger Xue Fu's narration and pondered for a while.

The continent of Pandaria has returned to the world, and there is currently silence in the world, everyone is watching and watching, and no one has taken the first step.

Even the Shaohao Dynasty is observing the major camps in the world at the moment, and at the same time considering its own political position.

"Isn't that a bit of a rush? You use that Naraksha engine as a power source, and the fog is dispelled, but you also pay a huge price for forcibly waging war. ”

Hearing this, the white tiger shook his head, with a helpless look on his face.

"We also have no way to do it, the two timelines are fully merged, and the fog that shrouded the Pandaria continent has really begun to strengthen, so at that time we thought that we couldn't wait any longer, we had to act immediately, if we waited until the timeline was completely fused, we weren't sure if the Naraksha Engine could force through the fog. ”

One plus one is far greater than two, the two fogs are one, and if the Pandaria Continent really can't get out, then it's a miserable one.

"Well, that's the same thing, it's good to be decisive, at least now there is no fog barrier, the Pandaria continent is completely connected to the outside world, and the first task at present is to eliminate those demons. ”

"That's right, now that there is no fog barrier, I think the portal can also be used, the largest portal is in my White Tiger Temple in the Winter Spring Valley area, as the main passage to and from the Pandaria Continent, when Shao Hao is busy with the matter at hand, he should send an envoy group to the Alliance and the Horde." ”

Boss Hu immediately nodded, "Yes, but it's an eventful time now, because the two timelines are fully integrated, so the world of Azeroth is currently in a mess, so take your time step by step, don't rush." ”

At this moment, one of the eldest sons of the gods strode in and interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Divine Lord, King Varian of the Stormwind Kingdom has sent a message that they have received the news that the Sky Breaker has crashed, they seem to have crashed on the back of the Divine Son, and have now made contact with the local panda people, and learned that the Divine True Son is the mount of your old friend Liu Lang, the panda people, so they immediately informed us. ”

"Ah, Liu Lang's god Zhenzi, Lost Island. The white tiger muttered to himself and shook the tiger's head with emotion.

"Have you determined the specific location of the true son of God?" Boss Hu frowned.

The eldest son of the god immediately nodded, "It has been determined, and the report sent by the Sky Breaker said that the wreckage after the crash of the airship and the impact force when it crashed caused a lot of damage to the god Zhenzi, and now the wreckage of the airship is occupied by a group of savage lizardmen, who united the panda people on the island, and are now in the process of clearing them, and said that reinforcements are needed." ”

Boss Hu nodded, and then looked at the white tiger.

"Let the Crested Crane Chijing come over, you won't be able to treat, and it won't help Shenzhenzi's injury, go back to the Pandaria Continent, stabilize the situation, and let the Crested Crane and the reinforcements go over together." ”

With that, he looked at the eldest son of God who was waiting on the sidelines.

"Immediately reply to Stormwind, and say that reinforcements will be sent by the Night Empire, so they don't have to worry about it. ”

The firstborn of God immediately took the command to retreat.

The white tiger also got up at this time, ready to leave.

"I immediately returned to the continent of Pandaria, contacted the crested crane and asked him to come over, Shen Zhenzi must not die, that is a symbol of the adventurous spirit of the panda people, and there are a large number of panda people who dare to take risks living on it, although they are no longer the people of the dynasty, but they are panda people after all. ”

"Don't worry, I know it. ”

Boss Hu nodded again.

Northrend Continent, Keel Wilderness Region, Moyakee Harbor.

The walrus people cheered enthusiastically at Agrama, who had returned triumphantly.

A huge bonfire was already in place, and the joyful celebration had its last important attendee.

"To the Titans, hahaha! to our great guardians!" the walrus people raised their glasses and burst into loud cheers again.

Agrama stood in the center, laughing, raising the rough wooden cup in his hand and spun in a circle.

The banquet here is not as sacred and solemn as the Pantheon, there is no atmosphere of the Pantheon, and there is no Pantheon Titan people talking loudly about the great topic of saving the universe.

The banquet here is only a large rough bonfire, and the topics of conversation are only trivial matters of daily life, let alone placed in the universe, even on the planet Azeroth.

A weak race like the Walrus, their sense of existence in this world is extremely low, no one cares about them, and no one is interested in pulling them to join, their perception of power is extremely superficial, and many thoughts about high-level existence are imaginary, and they are worried about a few worldly gold coins.

The unexpected death of an elf or an orc would immediately cause a big stir, and if a walrus died, no one would care where he had rotted.

The world has nurtured all living beings, but it has never given them equality and justice, this is the cruel reality, the difference between the mainstream race and the disadvantaged race, and their treatment is different.

I've been to Sulama myself, I've been to Stormwind, I've been to Orgrimmar, I've seen the so-called mainstream races, their civilization is prosperous and powerful, they claim to be the spokesmen and pioneers of the world, but those cities full of copper stench and cold reality, Agrama doesn't remember much.

And here, everything is so primitive and crude, everything is so inferior, these disadvantaged races don't even have a regime that can represent themselves, but here, everything is so peaceful, Agrama feels that his heart seems to be more happy.

They are not depraved, they are not chaotic, they also have the right to live, and no one has the right to take them away, not even the Pantheon Titans.

Because of the inertia of thinking, it is the origin of chaos to determine that flesh and blood need to be purified, so why didn't the Pantheon embark on another extreme path?

Maybe that's the point, I seem to have found a new purpose.

Agrama was convinced, however, that this was not what Salrodar wanted to understand, and he broke it up, but it wasn't what was planned.

Sarodar, stripped of all cloaks, is in fact the spokesperson of the powerful mainstream race, the embodiment of the aristocracy of this world, and the mainstream race worships him as the god of eternal justice, because Sarodar is completely in their interests.

Sarodar led them to invade other timelines, invade other worlds, plunder and kill, enslave and exterminate, and transfuse blood for the native world of Azeroth, which is simply a huge egoistic group.

Therefore, the people of the world worshipped him, worshipped him, and were willing to let him mediate internal conflicts, and even put Sarodar above the Pantheon, and even supported Sarodar to create a new Pantheon to work against the old system.

Because their interests are one, isn't that what they are?

Sarodar is not wrong, but he is not right either, and justice does not exist with him.

So you need to speak up, for all the disadvantaged.

Sarodar doesn't care, Azeroth doesn't care, then take care of it.