Not long after Kanki and Iori left the forest hut, an orc who noticed the anomaly and came to patrol found the forest hut and the bones of Gul'dan inside. The powerful energy on the bones could be felt even by an ordinary warrior, and he brought the bag of bones back.

It's just that the power on it can't be kept by an ordinary warrior, and that cloth pocket soon attracted the attention of other pretenders, and they began to fight for it, and even evolved into a life-and-death duel, I don't know how many hands it went through, and was finally collected by the chief of the Chewing Bone Clan.

The news of what happened in Nagrand reached the ears of the Death Knight Tyrone Bloodseeker, and the Death Knight was even more convinced that his plan could succeed, and in order to realize it, he once again sought out Neozu.

Tyron Bloodfiend said straight to the point, "Naozu, I ask you once again to lead the tribe. ”

Neozu's expression remained unchanged and said: "I have said before, I will not lead the tribe, once I led my people into the trap of Gul'dan, so that they and our world were almost destroyed, I will not do such a thing, you better find someone else." ”

Tyrone frowned, the old guy was still so stubborn, but his plan had to seek his strength: "Lead the tribe again and you will be redeemed, the tribe needs you." ”

"Redemption?" said Naozu with a sarcastic smile, "the tribe is dead, half of us have left that world forever, leaving us forever, and I have no interest in being the leader of the dead." ”

"Dead? Not necessarily. "Tyrone is calm" The Dark Gate was destroyed, but who said he couldn't rebuild it. ”

He really had a way, and Naozu said, "Rebuild?"

"That's right. Tyrone Bloodseeker explained, "The Dark Gate of Azeroth is destroyed, but there is still a spatial rift left over there, I can feel it, and we can use the intact rift on our side to expand the rift little by little until the entire tribe can pass through him." ”

Neozu thought to himself, this would be a good idea, but what was his purpose? to continue to conquer that world, or to avenge Gul'dan or the Hammer of Doom? The impression was that this cunning creature had no loyalty to them in his lifetime.

Wanting to know Tyrone's true purpose, Neozu once again rejected him: "Even if we can open the dark door, what good can we get? Half of our compatriots have already been defeated by the Alliance, and the remaining half, even if they have powerful clans like Warsong and Broken Hands, who can guarantee that we will be able to defeat the Alliance? ”

"No, no, no. Tyrone despised Neozu's hesitation a little, and he thought it was cowardly, "We have other options than death, and we don't even have to fight the Alliance this time." Gul'dan once told me about some artifacts of Azeroth, if we could find some of them......"

Hearing the name, Neozu said angrily, "It's because of Gul'dan's conspiracy, how many orcs have died in vain! What can you get from those damned artifacts? power? Or is it new magic? You guys only know how to strengthen yourself in every way, and never care about the lives of the people!"

Tyrone finally couldn't help it: "What about you? You've been here for almost two fucking years since the Dark Gate was destroyed, and your clan will do nothing but kill each other! My Death Knight and I have a power that all of you can't resist! As long as you can stand up and shout, we can bring all the clans back together! My people have been repairing the Dark Gate so far, and I'm pretty sure we can make it." ”

Naozu squinted: "It's useless for you to say this, unless, you can come up with a way to win the war." ”

Tyrone spat, "Don't think about those damn wars. We don't need to win the Alliance, and I'm not aiming for Azeroth. ”

Nao Zu looked at him suspiciously: "Then what are you doing opening the dark door?"

"All we need to do is find some artifacts, we can leave and never Azeroth. ”

Neozu was a little disappointed: "And then Draenor? ”

Tyrone Blood Demon was a little puzzled, his impression of Neozu was not so dull, but he still slowly and carefully explained to Neozu like a child: "After we get these artifacts, we don't need Draenor anymore, we can use the artifact to open the portal, and then go to other worlds, other better worlds." ”

Naozu's mind was alive, and it was a good choice to go to other worlds, and he and his people should not be controlled by demons like Kilgardan.

Neozu asked, "Do you already have a plan?"

Tyrone nodded.

"Then come in. ”

No one knew what Neozu and Tyrone Bloodfiend were talking about in the house, and after the two came out, Tyrone went to gather his Death Knight, and Neozu went to lobby the other clans, and with the popularity he had accumulated, he still brought in the Warsong Clan and the Broken Hand Clan, and although the two chiefs had doubts, their dissatisfaction with the status quo made them join Neozu.

In particular, the chief of the Warsong Clan, Gromash Hellroar, who was supposed to be on the front lines of Azeroth with his Warsong Clan in the last war, was complacent about staying in Draeno as a goddamn reserve because of Gul'dan's praise. Watch as the Black Hand and the Hammer of Doom lead the horde to conquer Azeroth. All he could hear was the sad news from the Sentinels: Blackhan Black Hand had died, Gul'dan had betrayed, Doomhammer hated Lordaeron, his friend Durotan had been assassinated, his Frostwolf clan had been exiled, and his newborn nephew was missing. He had always believed that if he had been there at that time, the tragedy of the tribe would not have happened. But now that the opportunity has come, Neozu has decided to reopen the Dark Door, and he will surely strike fear into the hearts of the humans of Azeroth.

"Halkan!" Gromash clenched his grip on the blood, roaring, "if you want to fight, then come!"

The battle between Gromash and the chief of the Chewing Bone Clan didn't last long before Grommash's roar of blood split him in half, and Gromash breathed the blood in the air, which he loved very much. Having co-opted the Chewy Bone Clan and the bones they possessed, Gromash returned to Shadowmoon Valley.

The Orcs are making final preparations for the invasion, and the Alliance is not idle, and Richard is now invited to attend the inauguration of the Watchtower.