"What is this?"

Karazan Tower, in the banquet hall, Mai Dean looked at the goblin TV in a daze, and then asked.

"Presumptuous, dare to be disrespectful to my mentor, oh, are you asking about TV? This is Goblin TV, which can simultaneously broadcast the latest events happening around the world, which is the mainstream way of obtaining information in our timeline. ”

Merry Winterwind was furious at first, and then realized that Madean was not asking what the Titan Sarodar was, he was asking about the TV on the wall.

Madean was a little curious, "Well, the humans on TV are your mentors, and it seems that you are really very different from the Merry Winterwind I know, why do they call him a god? Is it a demigod unique to your timeline?"

A moment later

"Titan!?Your timeline is inhabited by a Titan?me."

Mai Dean wanted to express his feelings with a foul word at the moment, but he tried his best to hold back.

"Then it makes sense why our timeline has been swallowed up by forced fusions, and why you see Deathwing running around the world without worrying at all. ”

Madean was silent for a moment, then looked up at Medivan and Merry.

"I guess now it's my turn, let's officially introduce myself"

The more Medivan and Merry listened, the more surprised they became, and their eyes were about to burst out.

"So you have Titan blood, or do you come from the Dark Titan of Sargeras?"

Maidean nodded.

Merry turned his head to look at Medivan, "You in the timeline of your predetermined fate, without our assistance, it seems that you are really being played by Sargeras." ”

Medivan immediately blushed: "It has nothing to do with me, he is him, I am me! I didn't do that kind of thing with Garona!"

"So you're so powerful, and the other one I've been living with you and raising you, and that little girl Egwene just left you to another me?"

Merry frowned and stared at Madean again, who immediately nodded sharply.

"Well, I would like to ask, what is your relationship with my grandmother Egwene?"

Later, Mai Dean heard Merry call her serious and terrible grandmother, and felt a little strange.

"She was my disciple, and I was her Guardian Mentor back then. ”

Mad'an sighed when he heard this, and then rubbed his forehead, now he was really numb to this timeline with the presence of Titan gods.

"What to do now? Hiding an intruder from another timeline is not a trivial matter, and it's not an ordinary person, I think it's a bit of a problem to take him to the Sardar Divine Venerable? ”

Medivan looked at Merry and asked, but the latter thought about it, and Mai Dean's emotions immediately became excited.

"What's wrong with my bloodline, I can do everything in my power to fight the Burning Legion!"

"I don't bother you with this, we have a complete truce between Azeroth and the Burning Legion, thank you, you don't need to fight anything, the Divine Venerable of Sarodar and Sargeras have been playing with each other recently. ”

Hearing this, Madean petrified again.

What kind of development is this?

Merry ended thinking at this time and shook his head, "I'd better contact my mentor first, let him live in Karazanta for this time, and forbid him to go out, by the way, I'll call Egwen over too, her cheap grandson has arrived, why don't you come and have a look, then again, where is she now?

Medivin nodded helplessly, his good mother is now the second spring of her career, and the hand of the queen is called a smooth one.

"Mother is still in Kurtilas to help Gianna with her affairs, I will contact her, sometimes I really don't understand who is her child, I am still Gianna. ”

Merry shrugged and looked back at Madean.

"Now, write down all the existences that you think may escape the timeline fusion, to be honest, we don't welcome timeline outsiders like you very much here, even if you have a good attitude, those with other plans, we must eliminate them. ”

Mai Dean immediately nodded in agreement.

That's no problem at all, anyway, except for myself, there are only a few others who have escaped the timeline fusion, and basically it's not a good thing, it's better to die.

The Endless Sea, the Lost Island, and the crashed wreckage of the Skybreaker are still billowing with smoke.

Admiral Rogers shook his head and stood up against the broken guardrail beside him.

The Sky Breaker was finished this time, the entire hull was torn apart, and the captain's command room where he was located was directly turned into the open air.

"Tribal pig, don't sleep! Get up!

Admiral Rogers kicked Nazgrell, who was lying next to him in a comatose state.

Moments later, Rogers and Nazgrell stood on the command platform atop the wreckage of the airship, looking at the unique forest in front of them and the towering Pandaren temple tower in the distance.

The two men from the Union and the Horde had never seen a form of architecture in this style.

Everyone knows about the pandaren race and their continent of Pandaria, and they have all read and learned about it in history books, but the world of Azeroth still knows very little about the culture and architectural style of the pandaren.

"Where is this?"

"On the turtle's back, right?"

At this, Admiral Rogers frowned, took out his telescope from his waist, found that it was damaged, and groaned angrily, threw it aside, squinting his eyes to take a closer look at the forest in the distance.

And then

"It's not good, quick, call your people up, assemble, assemble! enemy attack! lizardmen, damn creatures, assemble!"

Nazgrell also noticed something unusual in the forest, as it seemed that the crash of the Skybreaker caused an extremely loud noise, attracting the lizardmen in the forest.

"Warriors of the tribe, assemble! If you encounter an alliance dog, bring it with you, and if you encounter an alliance dog that can't run, leave them alone!"

"Shut up, Tribal Pigs, go to the front and hold the lizardmen, give me time to assemble the musketeers!"

"It's not fair! You stupid human woman is sending the warriors of the tribe to death!" Nazgrell immediately refused, unwilling to serve as a meat shield.

"It's not fair, go up quickly, or I'll kill you together!"

In the end, the old buddies of the tribe reluctantly went up to resist the line, and by the way, built a simple temporary defense line around the wreckage of the airship.

"Can we get in touch with the natives in that tower, we need support!"

The tower of Wuchen Temple.

The panda people gathered together, and Master Shang Xi was pondering.

The loud noise in the area of the Divine Wood Forest, the sudden pain of the Divine Son, there must be a direct connection between this, and someone must be sent to investigate it.

"Elsa, Ji, you go on this reconnaissance mission in a hot air balloon to find out the source of Kamiko's suffering. ”

The young pandaren men and women immediately folded their palms together and bowed, then turned away and prepared to set off.

There is no connection between the Lost Isle and the mainland of Pandaria, and they are on their own at the moment.