The beast-like beasts are endless...

They rode wolves, also tainted by demonic blood, and frantically shuttled through every corner of the world, killing all lives that were not orcs.

Turani the Soulbinder stood on a small platform in Oakington and watched the once-beautiful land of Tarador reduce to scorched earth and ruins.

If there really is a god, please send down merciful salvation and give you the power to defeat these cruel enemies.

Delaney... It's on the verge of destruction!

The Orc Tribe, a huge murderous group controlled by Gul'dan, each of them drank the blood of demons, and everyone accepted the tyrannical and powerful power of demons.

Gul'dan is a demon found deep in the jungles of Tanaan, a dying Abyss Lord. Gul'dan drained his blood, and using his powerful sorcerer skills, he kept summoning hordes of demons to provide blood for the orc tribe to drink.

The whole tribe has fallen, and the world trembles before this scarlet beast.

From the moment Gul'dan drained the blood of the Abyss Lord, the sky of this world began to produce some different subtle changes, these changes were long, slow, and difficult to detect with the naked eye.

But as time passed, the Draenei noticed something unusual, and the skies of this world seemed to be getting darker by the day, and the light of the sun seemed to be waning.

And the leader of the Delaney, the prophet Velon, is even more worried, he can no longer predict the future, it seems that the long river of time has been suddenly cut off, and Draenor suddenly has no future.

Seem... There is an important turning point in fate that has changed, and the long river of time has seriously deviated!

Veron was deeply worried, he didn't know if the fate of the future could no longer be predicted, or... There is a serious mistake in this world, and there is no future?

According to recent news, the power of the four major elemental lords of Draenor has declined to varying degrees, and their connection with the elemental plane seems to be getting weaker and weaker.

And the creatures named Naru, who had been connected to Velon, suddenly broke off for some reason, and seemed to have disappeared from this world and even the universe.

All this made the old prophet very uneasy, where had gone wrong, where had there been irreversible deviations?

But all this is not a problem for the Orc tribe at all, they don't care at all!

Everyone drank a lot of demonic blood, everyone was crazy and tyrannical, they only cared when the next kill, the next massacre.

In the face of these crazy orcs, the Draenei began to defend passively. Even those crows in the Alanka Peak Forest and Tongtian Peak were attacked by the Evil Orc tribe.

The world is stepping into a killing madness.

Soulbinder Turani, who belongs to a very special and rare priest organization among the Draenei: the Soulbinder Chaplains.

Every Soul Bound must be extremely devout to the Light, and must be born with an incomparable affinity and perception of the Light. Whenever one of these Delaney women is found, they are sent to Oakington for training.

Oakington, the resting place of the Draenei, became the entirety of the lives of the new soulbinders. They weren't allowed to leave Oakington even a single step until they became full-fledged Soul Binders.

Two of the most powerful of the Soulbinders today are Tulani and Niami, the former of whom specializes in healing and inspiring his people with the light of divine gentleness, or scorching his enemies with his fiery light. The latter, on the other hand, is good at the power of shadows, an energy that seems to be the opposite of the Light, but it is also a kind that priests need to master, and Pastor Delaney believes that light and shadow are intertwined, and light and darkness are born together. Therefore, the Shadow Priest is also an extremely common type among the Draenei.

Turani was back in her room, heartbroken by the bad news that came every day. The horde of orcs is getting closer, and their own people are dying or becoming slaves to endless abuse.

She knelt in front of a large light crystal in the room, repeating the movements she had done countless times. Although she knew it was useless, she prayed religiously over and over again.

God, please help the Draenei, please save the Draenei! We are suffering, we are being killed! If the benevolent Titan gods really exist, please help the Draenei! Help this world ravaged by the Orcs!

There was still no response, no presence answering her prayers.

This world seems to have become an island, an isolated existence trapped in the endless void.

Hu Feng has been restless for the past few days, and he seems to have sensed a call that seems to be nothing, with eagerness, despair and helplessness in the call.

At first, he thought that the distant call was that of the white tiger calling to himself, but he soon realized that the call seemed to come from a more distant place.

It can no longer be defined simply by distance, but as far away as another space, another timeline!

I want to respond to this call, but I don't know how to do it...

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

This pot is Sargeras's again!If it weren't for the destruction of the pantheon by this dog's group, I wouldn't know how to shit now! I don't know what method to use if I want to answer a prayer.,This should be... It's terrible to be uneducated.

If there was an elder Titan to teach him, he would have been a good Titan with a young and promising all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique and beauty!

In addition, Hu Feng's intuition told him that if he missed this call, he would definitely miss something very important!

So urgent!

The Avenger Agrama is still on her way to come, and it is estimated that she is still wandering around a corner of the universe and has not been able to contact her.

By the time he came, it was estimated that the source of this call had already died hundreds of times!

Hu Feng sat by the window, looking at the Stormwind City docks in the distance, and fell into bitter thought for a while.

The warm afternoon sun swept over his body and the table in front of him, and the seagulls flying towards the pier from time to time chirped softly outside the window, forming a peaceful and peaceful scene.

Hu Feng found that he was starting to get sleepy!

After becoming a Titan, he didn't need to sleep at all, and his usual sleep was just to return to his original body.

Now that this surging sleepiness came to his face, Hu Feng unconsciously closed his eyelids that were getting heavier and heavier.

Never mind... Let's get some sleep first...

After all, it's been a long, long time since I've experienced the feeling of sleeping because I'm sleepy.