"Not bad, Merry. You and Medivan have really messed up Karazan again. ”

Hu Feng stood on the terrace at the top of Karazan, looking at the small towns below that had regained some popularity.

After Karazhan was repaired as a whole, Meri began to rebuild the ruins of the town around Karazhan again, and a small number of residents who had fled to other places have returned. The inhabitants were bold and reluctant to return to their homeland, so after seeing that the new Guardian had rebuilt their homes for them and exempted them from taxes, they returned to find out what was going on.

"Let's do what we can, after all, the area around Karazan was also a prosperous area, and it would be a waste to be so deserted. Merry chuckled hoarsely.

"Moreover, the restoration of Karazan's prosperity is also good for the Watchtower in the Cursed Lands, otherwise the Alliance's supply to the Watchtower is too far away. Mediven shrugged his shoulders as well, "By the way, Lord God, I heard that the new tribe is also going to establish an outpost in the Cursed Lands?"

Hu Feng nodded: "That's right, it seems that it was decided to call it the Thunder King Fortress, which echoes the Overwatch Fortress, one in the east and the other in the west, to jointly monitor the movement of the Dark Gate." ”

"Sooner or later, we will fight over, and there are still many remnants of the old tribes in that broken world. ”

Medivan's head tilted at this point, as if listening to the news of magic.

"Alright, let's go down too, the opera house is ready. It's been a lifetime since the last performance, and I'm really nostalgic. ”

Arriving at the lobby of the opera house, the stage opposite has been shrouded in scarlet curtains, and the ghost actors are now engaged in final rehearsals and antiphons.

The main area is like a large banquet hall in a hotel, with dozens of tables and stools placed in it, which is already full of people. All the generals of King Ryan and Grand Chief Durotan were gathered here at this moment, with the humans sitting on the left and the orcs on the right. But you have to expect these generals to be so calm and follow the rules, that's really too much.

A large part of these visitors had met and faced each other on the battlefield. At this moment, I saw my old opponent again, and naturally there were all kinds of sarcasm and scolding.

However, because it has been strictly forbidden to have fights and fights, these generals are mixed together, you have me, I have you, and the distribution of seats is completely chaotic. The old rivals sat at the same table, you stare at me and I glared at you, or they were fighting viciously with spirits, and the losers were laughed at loudly, and all kinds of abuse and sarcasm were endless.

The high-rise viewing platform on the second floor is much more elegant, and the number of people here is also sparse, basically characters of the level of Ryan, Lothar, Durotan and Orgrim.

"I didn't say you, you old tribes knew with their asses that it was a doomed end, don't believe it!" Lothar was arguing loudly with Orgrim at the moment, who looked angry.

"Fart! You're so smart with a butt and you can prophesy!" Orgrim poured down a glass of spirits, "and you people in the Stormwind Kingdom are too cunning! Don't think I've forgotten that you used moldy and spoiled food to fool us!

That Oscar has nothing to do with our league, that's his personal behavior!"

"I even know the name, and I still have a personal behavior!"

Lothar and Orgrim stared wide-eyed and quarreled on the sidelines.

Du Longtan walked up to Hu Feng's family and raised the wine glass in his hand.

"Lord Divine Venerable, I haven't officially thanked you and the Night Elves for your help, and now the establishment of a new tribe would not have been possible without your help. ”

Hu Feng waved his hand, "It's a trivial matter, the new tribe has proved its value to the world of Azeroth, and this is what you earned back yourself." ”

"By the way, I heard that you recently sent an envoy to Blackstone Mountain to contact the Blackstone Clan?" Hu Feng looked at Dulongtan amusedly, "How was the result, disappointed?"

Durotan smiled wryly and nodded.

"Red *Black Hand refuses to join the new tribe, they seem to have gotten involved with the Black Dragons of Blackstone Mountain, and are now having a good time fighting the Black Iron Dwarves under the command of the Fire Elemental. However, there are also some gains, and the remnants of the Dragonthroat Clan have been collected by us. ”

Hu Feng nodded: "Now that there are no external enemies for the time being, the various forces in the Azeroth world can free up their hands to deal with internal problems in the next period of time." The black dragon and fire elemental of the Black Rock Mountain, the insect man and the ancient god Cthun in the southern beetle wall of Kalimdor, and the undead natural disaster in the north of the Eastern Kingdom continent, these miscellaneous existences are enough for us to toss for a long time.

"Salodhar, look!"

Tulani shouted in surprise, and Duron walked away in amusement.

When Hu Feng heard this, he turned his head to see that Tulani was holding a ball of holy light in his hand, but this group of holy light was a little different, and the dark golden dawn and morning light were mixed in it, and it no longer belonged to the pure holy light.

"Yes, congratulations on becoming a Dawn Priest, Archbishop Tulani, haha. ”

Tulani frowned at this time, "Then I am not considered a Soul Bound by now?"

Hu Feng hugged Tulani and kissed him, "Forget it, why not!, but you can consider studying the energy of the shadow, after all, now that you have mastered the dawn and morning light, the difference between the divine and the precept is not very big." ”

"Cut, I would have condensed the dawn and morning light. Sylvanas pursed her lips and slapped her sister.

"Why do you always target Tulani, and people don't mess with you. Aurelia looked at her sister.

"Who asked someone to go to another world without me, so anxious to save their little lover. ”

Turani's face turned red, she was the youngest, and she was especially afraid of the serious Elisandr and the Sylvanas who was finding fault from time to time.

"Okay, you have the ability to bully Elisander, pick soft persimmons, right? ”

Hu Feng slapped Queen Xi's buttocks fiercely.

Queen Xi suddenly stopped talking, and she didn't have the courage to tease Big Sister Elisander.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to tonight's show!"

At this time, a ghost uncle in a black dress walked onto the stage, and the voice spread throughout the audience.

"Tonight, we will witness a magnificent epic, the end of an era!"

"The old man returns, the new man appears, the epic of the hero becomes a record, and a new legend is about to be written!"

"Now, the show begins!"

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