Kalimdor Continent, Palace of Eternal Night.

The outside world is a lively mess, and Boss Hu is still paralyzed at home, doing everything, but not doing business.

On this day, the sun was shining, the breeze was sultry, the birds were standing on the trees and chattering and chattering, and Boss Hu walked to his private side hall.

Push open the door...

"You bewitch, you twist your ass and show off coquettishness, you don't want to use beauty to seduce Sarodar to fall, you are not ashamed! Get out of here! Go back to the dark lair of your court elves!"

"Huh... You lowly human woman, do you think that with a little of Sarodar power, you can come and point fingers at me at will? It's ridiculous, sister, when I ruled the Elven Empire 10,000 years ago, you humans were still a bunch of stupid Teviku people nesting beneath the Northrend continent!

"What did you say?

"Bow in the face of the light within the light!"

In the private side room, Winianka was glaring at Azara, and no one would let anyone, anyway, it was about to break the genius to stop.

The flowers and birds hanging on the back wall Fengyue had already closed her picture scroll tightly, as if she was too lazy to listen to the two chattering women arguing.

Boss Hu stood at the door and pondered for a while, then slowly closed the door, turned around and left.

I couldn't stay in this Shura field, so I slipped away and said goodbye.

Forget it, let's get off work early today and go play cards with the two old things of Lothar and Ryan.

Goblin profiteers have recently released a new round of Hearthstone expansion Krypton scam wallets... Ahem, the pack, the people of the world of Azeroth are happy to hear about it, and they have generously donated to collect the card pool that is getting bigger and bigger.

When he walked out of the palace gate, he saw the white tiger Xue Fu fluttering butterflies on the white jade square.

Yes, yes, that's right, he's pounced on a brightly colored Black Coast butterfly.

"Are you sick? You have nothing to do and come to me to flutter butterflies? This world is hopeless, the calf is over... ”

Hearing this, the white tiger immediately stopped his keen pace and shook his head a little embarrassed.

"I'm desperate for the common problem of felines. ”

"Alright, what's the matter?"

"Let's go over to the side of Hyjal Mountain, the last three remaining wilderness demigods have been successfully awakened, and the entrance to the passage of the Fire Source Land has been controlled by us, I think you should also go and have a look. ”

Boss Hu sighed, nodded and prepared to go to Hyjal with the White Tiger for a walk, and the Hearthstone game could not be played.

The group of wilderness demigods, the Night Empire has always had a soft policy towards them, after all, they are also comrades-in-arms during the ancient war 10,000 years ago, and everyone has happily fought demons together, so as not to tear their faces.

However, the new era and new policies, the style of the wilderness demigods who do not obey the deployment and act completely according to their own personality and style are never allowed by the Night Elves of the imperial system.

If it weren't for the fact that the situation in the war was so bad that he couldn't fight it, except for the more secular Cenarius, the other wilderness demigods would not have thought of coming to the war at all, let alone let the elven commander of Garrod * Shadow Song command him.

So now, it's not good to be free and loose anarchism, either obey the unified deployment of the Empire, or pack up your things and get out, and never set foot in the land of the Night Elves again.

Of course, this may be excessive, after all, long before the elves, the demigods of the wilderness lived happily in this land ... Oh, we don't listen to this, so let's ask you to never obey or not!

The white deer of the moon, Malorn, pretended to be forced on the battlefield, and was finally caught by Akmund the Tainted, who broke his neck and died on the spot.

Now the Titan Emperor is happy to do this, and it is easier to do it than Akmund.

It's still the same sentence, it's true that you wilderness demigods are the darlings of the world, but now is the era of mortals, the era of the mainstream first-line races, you have to understand the overall situation, old man.

And the Titan Salodar is also clear to all discerning people, that is, the mainstream first-line race, and the spokesperson of the world's first-echelon interest group in Azeroth, but the chariot of this interest group is still tied to the moon god Elune, the mother goddess of all living beings.

Peeling back the beautiful cloak on the surface of this world, we will actually find the essential reality of a class that is completely solidified.

Even if you're a guardian dragon, you're a wilderness demigod, you're an ancient being of whatever this and that, it's useless, and it's impossible to stand under the mainstream flashing lights now.

Anyone who dares to challenge or rebel against the existence of this giant interest group will see what happens to them.

The old hooligans of the great powers have long formed their own set of rules of the game, so you can only play within these rules.

Garrosh is bloody, bold, direct, as the new chief of the tribe, with full of enthusiasm for the prosperity and strength of the tribe and hard work, it is no exaggeration to say that Garrosh's love for the tribe is far higher than that of Sal, after all, Sal has lived in human society since he was a child, and even his lover is Taresha's human sister, and the whole thinking is completely the set of elite education of human nobles, far more intelligent and cunning than orthodox orcs, and extremely politically intelligent and dominant.

So now look at Garrosh, who is full of blood for the tribe, loves the tribe more than he loves himself, what is the fate of him?

Policies are blocked regardless of whether they are good or bad, external sanctions and blows, you don't want to get the slightest bit of Azerit ore, and the internal resistance of all strata is serious, and they even secretly contact the alliance to pull him down.

It's not that whoever is a traitor to the tribe, let alone who is a real tribesman, with a sense of blood and camp honor, shouting every day to kill all for this and that, it's just a superficial thing that the brainless and naïve young people insist on.

Garrosh gave everything he had for the tribe and everything for the orc race, but he touched certain rules of the game and disrupted the core interests of this invisible interest group.

So I'll give you a chance, cherish it, grasp it well, if you don't grasp it, and don't compromise, then it's you, and you will die until you die.

It's not just the other clans that are against you, but even orc groups like the Frost Wolf and the Thunder King clan will also turn against you.

Not to mention the Dragonthroat Clan, the Fireblade Clan, or any other hot-blooded little clan that can't be put on the table, they are just game-breakers who want to break the game.

So if you see through this, you will find that Garrosh is leading his supporters against an entire world, against this invisible behemoth.

This is a battle that must be lost, because there has never been a Long Aotian in this world who has the power to turn the tide and overturn the rules of the game in the entire world.

Break old rules and rebuild a new world?

All you can get is death.