It stands to reason that 80% of the guardian value, and 64% of the play is 80% off, which should be enough.

After informing Alexstaza, she was also quite pleasantly surprised.

In the Temple of Dragon's Sleep, at a summit attended by the five guardian dragons, guardians, several wilderness demigods, and several alliance leaders led by Duke, everyone generally agreed on a plan to capture the [Dragon's Soul].

Given that Nesario's doppelganger is still wreaking havoc around the world, it's impossible for the righteous faction to come out of the nest.

Due to the peculiarities of the battle, in principle, neither the Guardians nor the Wardens participated, and all the gods of the wilderness remained at Azeroth at this point in time.

Because the water and fire elemental realms of 10,000 years ago were still in the hands of Nepturon and Ragnaros, Kael'thas and Vasqi were limited in their return. They and their forces also stayed behind.

Moreover, Kael'thas has begun to attack the realm of demigods, and he can't leave.

In the end, it was decided that the five guardian dragons, as well as the alliance would send a group of heroes led by the two demigods, Duke and Sylvanas, to form a coalition to travel through time and space to defeat Nesario's main body.

However, at the end of the meeting, Duke proposed: "I want to buy an insurance policy for the Earth Guardian!"

"Oh?" Alexstasa came to his senses.

This plan has been deduced by them countless times. The three of them must be fine with the veteran guardian dragons. It's none other than Karegos or Onexia.

There's actually a substitute for Karegos, even a replacement for the top – he's naturally Duke.

Duke, who also plays arcane arts, is more proficient in Titan runes than Karegoth, and has mastered the highest magical mysteries of the planet, can completely get rid of Karegos and go it alone. Just because of the [Dragon's Soul], if it is played by the dragon clan, it seems to be more stable.

But everyone is worried about Onexia!

Even if her will to protect suddenly skyrocketed by three percent.

"It seems that there are no strong people in your alliance who are earth-based, right? Isn't that Magni's Bronze Whisker a soul that hasn't returned yet?" asked Nozdorm.

Duke smiled mysteriously: "To become an earth-based demigod, where is it so fast." The thick and solid earth needs a peaceful heart and a long time to resonate. Magni certainly won't be able to make it. I'm referring to another person. ”

Duke's words surprised not only the dragons, but also the leaders of the Alliance.

Who is Duke referring to?

Duke didn't uncover the mystery, but instead showed a mysterious smile: "If I'm not wrong, he plus Onexia, as long as they stand in front of the [Dragon's Soul], the success rate of the Earth One will be absolutely 100%." ”

Duke's words made everyone's curiosity explode.

At this moment, the land of the Echo Islands is full of traces of destruction.

An orc stepped onto the land burned by the flames of destruction, with charred wood and blackened troll corpses at his feet.

The troll's vaunted ability to recover is ridiculous in the face of such sheer destructive power.

Suddenly, a troll silently stood behind the burly orc.

"You're late!" the troll seemed to be a hunchback, his body curled forward into a capital C. I don't know if his body was born like this, or if he was crushed by the weight of his compatriots.

The orc turned his head suddenly, he clenched his fists, his sharp nails pinched into his palms, and pinched the blood: "Wo...... It's not too late!"

The troll shook his head, his wise eyes revealing pain, sorrow, and maximum anger, "No! it's too late!"

"If you return to the Tribe......"

"That's enough!Thrall!It's too late!Now sitting in the position of the Great Chief is the madman with a bad brain!You were the one who picked him up with one hand!Now he treats all non-orc races as cannon fodder!First Kane, if I don't go, next is me and the Darkspear Troll!" Woking waved his arms excitedly: "What else can you do!?Former Tribal High Chief Thrall!"

Woking was furious!

And his words also deeply irritated Sal.

That's right, Thrall returned, and with a small amount of fruit, he immediately noticed the great changes in the tribe after his return. He didn't want to believe that this was the truth, so he personally rushed to the Echo Islands, where the Darkspear Trolls were.

Then he witnessed this terrible scene—he was convinced that almost all the settlements of the tribe or former tribe, including Orgrimmar, had been dealt a heavy blow, except by the extent of the damage and the loss of human life.

Faced with the duties of his old friend, Woking, who has been his partner for many years, Sal is speechless.

"I'm here to appease the anger of the elementals......"

Woking laughed when he heard this, but it was a pity that it was a sneer.

"Calm down?, the League's Duke Marcus seems to have a better way than communication. My shaman told me that he and his woman had conquered the three elemental realms of water, fire, and wind in one fell swoop, even Ragnaros and Orakir had slaughtered them. Now, none of the three elements, except for the elemental creatures native to Azeroth, will respond to the call of our shamans. ”

As if he didn't understand his hatred, Woking roared as if he was mending his knife.

"Damn, you're abandoning the tribe and plunging the tribe into the greatest chaos, killing hundreds of thousands of people and getting nothing done. Instead of that, you might as well have encouraged the radicals to find that guy and you [Makgoras]!oh!"

"Oh, that's not going to work, you're strong, but there's no way you're going to fight Garrosh without getting hurt, and if you do, you'll be poisoned by the Poison Blade. Our old friend Varok Sarufal acquiesced in the use of poison weapons in the fair and just [Makgora]!"

Thrall fell silent for a long time.

The cruel reality, a left slap and a right slap, slapped Sal's face.

He knew very well that Woking loved the tribe as much as he did. Back then, the new tribe was built by him and Woking, who was the first to join, and then there were minotaurs, forsaken ones, and goblins......

The so-called love is deep and hateful.

Woking's gaffe, so angry curse, is precisely because of his heartache and despair for the current tribe.

It was a long, long time before Woking held back a sentence: "Will you come back?"

Sal said bitterly, "I can't think about anything else until this cataclysm is over. ”

"What could be more important than a tribe?"

Thrall closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were full of pain.

"Tribes or orcs, it's been a long time since we've shown our worth in this battle against evil. If I don't do something about it, once there is a window in Azeroth where there is no common enemy, I bet the Alliance will go after the Horde. When the time comes, it is likely that the orcs, trolls, minotaurs, goblins, and forsaken races will all be wiped off the planet. ”

Woking was shocked!

Sal's last words were: "Duke has found me and wants me to be a backstopper!"