Error Timeline, Delaenau, Gollund region.

Home to giant native creatures and the Orcs of the Blackstone Clan, the vast rocky hills of Golrond and a small number of forested valleys create a unique habitat.

However, the magnates of Margolon who live here haven't had a good life lately.

The otherworldly invaders known as the Elves arrived and began to hunt down the Margolon giants, as well as the huge numbers of the little Gorons.

The Children of the Night of the Holy Army make no secret of their goal, they are here to capture slaves and pets.

Little Goron was chained to arcane chains and dragged forward like a livestock.

This little Golon, which is less than three meters tall, belongs to the subspecies of the Margolon Giants, and is a low-level cannon fodder in the Draenor Giant system, with a status similar to that of ogres.

However, compared to those stupid and tyrannical, and not very obedient ogres, the Holy Cult Army prefers this kind of little goron with little intelligence, as long as it is trained and tamed, these little golons can form a good stormtrooping force.

Oh, and those Margolon giants. They're the ones who focus on it.

As the saying goes, the thief captures the king first, and Xiaoqiang fights the cockroach, so the main force of the Holy Cult Army didn't bother to pay attention to the other Margolons, and went straight to Gruel, the father of Margolon.

Isn't it just a demigod in the native wilderness, and it's not like our Holy Cult Army hasn't been a demigod?

Fight your way to Gruel's lair, where the Holy Cult fights the mightiest of Margolons.

Intense, but not equal.

The towering mountain-like body of Grull, Margol's father, staggered backwards, and the floating island, a military fortress suspended in the air, was now firing Titan energy cannons and dark golden rays of dawn at him.

As Gruel's most powerful son, Dover the Destroyer was now imprisoned in arcane chains, and although with his brute strength and the power of the flame element, he could easily break free, but he didn't dare.

He had already been frightened, because not far away, the other six sons of Gruul had fallen to the ground, their bodies in tatters, and they had been dead for a long time.

And his invincible father is also on the verge of failure at the moment.

Landus, the leader of the Holy Cult forces in Draenor, stood on the shoulders of Dover the Destroyer, and thrust the energy sword down, stirring it a few times.

The agony of Dawn Dawn immediately caused the magnificus to wail.

"You will always be a slave to the Divine Lord, you know, you stupid giant, look at your pathetic father, and see how he fails, and then he will suffer a hundred times more pain than you!"

Dover the Destroyer shuddered and roared, his once tyrannical eyes now filled with pleading and submission.

A Titan energy cannon pierced Gruel's abdomen again, and the latter immediately let out a deafening scream, and the entire Golrond region could hear all the creatures that were not yet deaf.

Grull is finishing his calf.

Not far away in the Yongmao woodland.

A few Primordial Thorn Beasts, which were about the size of Margolon, were discussing something with some forest spirits who were only about a head taller than humans.

The Ancestral Thorn Beast, a giant creature native to the world of Draenor, has been in conflict with the Margolon Giant for countless years, and in the Gorrond region, the two sides are guarding their own territory, and neither can help the other.

"The world is dying, and our only hope is for the alien invaders, who are rumored to come from a world called Azeroth. ”

One of the Primordial Ancestor Jing Beasts said in a loud voice, his opinion echoed by most of the forest spirits.

"What if they just want to enslave us? Look at Grull and his sons, we have been fighting for countless years, and now they are completely defeated by those small alien elves, and enslavement is their only end. The other Primordial Beast was a little worried.

"I've been paying attention to the fact that there are creatures in that group of outsiders who also use the powers of nature, and it seems that they are called druids, and they would be a good breakthrough if they were to make contact. ”

At this time, in the circle of magical vines surrounded by them in the middle, the war between the Holy Cult Army and Gruul, which was being broadcast live simultaneously, was over, and this was the vision of an ordinary Kali bird.

Gruul, whose immensely large body, was badly injured and fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The foreign elves swarmed up and tied the thick chains of arcane energy to Gruul layer by layer, and even the neck was put on a collar like a livestock, and the Primordial Beast and the Forest Spirits were silent for a while.

"Send someone to contact you at once, these ruthless outsiders are no match for it. ”

Shadowmoon Valley area.

"So that's probably the case, after my draenei body died at the cliff pass, the will returned to my world, and then used your mass of origin light as a location signpost, built a portal, and returned with an army, and then you know what happened. ”

Tulani, the soul binder who had been recuperating for a long time, had recovered, and was now sitting obediently next to Boss Hu, holding a large bowl of spiritual recovery potion as water to drink.

"That... How long is there left in our Draeno world?"

Tulani looked sad, she loved this hometown, and she was reluctant to leave it forever.

Boss Hu sensed the frenzied flow of time and the ever-expanding space-time rift.

"Your timeline is seriously wrong, and there is a huge irreversible deviation that has reached the point where it cannot be corrected, so ... A month at most, a dozen days at the shortest, and the long river of time will completely erase this world and all living things in the world. ”

Tulani looked curious, "What about us in the normal timeline?"

Boss Hu smiled when he heard this, "This is a long story, when you settle down in the world of Azeroth, you will know soon... Draenei on the normal timeline, if nothing else, I guess you can still be one. ”

Tulani blushed at this time, "At that time... Is it the wrong way I pray, why are you in the form of an uncle from our clan?"

Boss Hu sighed and gently hugged Tulani, Delaney's body temperature was lower than that of humans and elves, so after holding Tulani in his arms, he quickly felt a faint coolness.

"I haven't been able to figure this out yet, but it should be considered a forced summons, after all, I was still taking a nap... In the blink of an eye, you were pulled to this wrong timeline. ”

"So this is the call of fate, right? No matter what time or time you are in... No matter how many parallel worlds there are Tulani, you will always find the only me?" Tulani whispered against Boss Hu's chest.

Hu Feng nodded, quietly holding Tulani, his eyes closed.

For some reason, there was always a calming aura in Tulani, which effectively soothed his eagerness to race against time and try to grow stronger, and also soothed his cold mind that was maximizing profits.

Does the Soulbinder Priest still have this effect?