What should I do? Iriel's eyes filled with tears, but this time they were tears of relief and joy.

Child, from the day you were born, the entire forest of Shadowmoon Valley has whispered a name, Iriel. The Naru are proud to watch you grow day by day and become a follower of the Light. You have to remember that the Draenei have always fought against those demons with wisdom and strength. I also believe that you will be careful to use your innate strong talents. But the real victory, children, is the faith that inspires the people. One day, the minions of the Burning Legion will follow your trail, and you will become a hero! You have to believe that everything you are suffering now is a test before you become a hero.

Of course, as the longest of Naru, I'd be happy to point you through some life lessons, after all, as a future hero, you're still too young, too simple.

Yes, elder, I would love to hear about your experience. In front of the magnificent, dancing presence of light, Irel bowed his head respectfully, though he was somewhat incomprehensible.

Now, there are two paths before you.

You can choose to follow your destiny and lie dormant and wait for the twist to happen - use your strengths and innate talent to defeat a hundred enemies as required in this arena.

Of course, orcs will never keep their word, but the situation you face is much easier. In the arena, the battles are controlled on certain levels and in certain aspects, giving you the opportunity to hone your talents. And life in the pit is much easier than being hunted down in this jungle......

On the longest day of the year, the Dark Gate, the great magical door built by the orcs in this land, will open, and the heroes of the world of Azeroth will come to the ancient land of Draenor.

They will defeat the Iron Horde, and you'll use your talent in the arena to gather commanders who will listen to your wisdom. By turning them into your vassals, you will lead them as a leader to defeat the leader of the Burning Legion, Akmund......

It was a path full of thorns, mud, and blood, but it was much more secure than the other.

Your other option is to pick up this book that records the path of light and kill it. A long, long time ago, we gave it to you; It is through it that we can find you again. I can't take you away, but this book of all the mysteries of the Light will be a great help for your growth. Moreover, the power of holy light accumulated over the years in the book will help you read the first difficulties, and there is even a seed of holy light in the book......

It's a treacherous path, but one that will allow you to grow up as quickly as possible, become a hero, and save your people.

For a moment, a hint of doubt gripped Iriel's heart. Yet by the time this sick thought flashed through her mind, she knew very well that it was just the last remaining longing in her heart, longing for everything to go back to the way things were, back to before things could be irretrievably changed...... Travel back in time to before the orc attack......

She knew what she had to do.

I chose the second one, in order to save my people as soon as possible.

Irel reached out and grabbed the glowing book.

For a moment, the flow of time seemed to return to normal, and the orcs seemed unaware of what was happening.

An artifact was now in her hand, clinging to her heart. Irel lay on the stone platform, slender legs and solid hooves gripping the ground delicately.

The orc chieftain is approaching.

Iriel's hand slammed into her body with a burst of energy. Blue fingers clenched the sacred book, and Irel received how to use it. At the same time, a wonderful power of holy light struck along the spiritual link, making her legs involuntarily weak.

Iriel's whole body trembled under the stimulation of the energy here, and in an instant, something was expelled from his body like a raging wave, splashing the ground with mud.

Iriel, who had been stimulated into a state of wonder, turned around sharply, and the book in his hand emitted a strong light, and a blade of golden light flew out of it, hitting the orc chief with precision, slicing off his third leg.

"O Holy Light, please give me strength!"

In an instant, the book burst into even brighter light. Several glittering objects erupted from it and landed on the ground, instantly attracting the attention of all orcs.

The third-order divine art of the Igronac system: magic soap spray/shot.

This spell is an upgraded version of the second-order divine art: making magic soap. Depending on the caster's mana, create between three and eight pieces of special magic soap and spray/shoot them within three hundred meters of the caster.

Magic soap is an amorphous item that glows brightly and exists for at least half an hour, and will test all creatures within a radius of 250 meters.

If successful, it will not cause any negative effects other than the possibility of being affected by the bright light of the magic soap. If you fail, you will see magic soap as the thing you crave most. At the same time, all males will crouch down irrepressibly in an attempt to pick up the soap.

Any male creature holding the soap will be affected by Wang's force field, and will be shocked every three seconds, unable to cause any action other than sensationalism in front and back, and the base time lasts for five seconds, and the effect can be stacked by the modification of willpower. At the same time, male organisms holding soap are considered to be one with the soap, and creatures that do not pass the will test and fail to hold soap will attempt to engage in negative contact with them. Any successful negative distance contact will also cause two or more parties to be seen as a whole, all affected by the Wang force field.

In Iriel's vision, six glowing energy bodies appeared on the ground of the arena, and a group of orcs froze. Then they scrambled to those Holy Light energy bodies.

The piece closest to Iril was picked up by the orc chief who had just been wounded, and in the next second, his body froze. Then, one of the fastest orcs made negative contact with it. The orc froze immediately, and could only try to make the only movement that was allowed.

Another orc who failed to make negative contact roared wildly and made negative contact with the first orc who made negative contact with the chief...... And so on. Soon, the orcs in the arena and the guards outside the arena were stunned by Iriel, forming seven long lines that were connected to each other in unison.

After a brief moment of surprise, Irel quickly came to her senses, and she burst out of the arena with the magical Tome of Light in hand, disappearing into the jungle of Tanaan......