Prince Tosedrin's arrest was made, and Elisandr took the hand himself.

His Royal Highness the Prince was beaten violently by the Elder Magus, and the three-system spells hit Tosedrin's feces and urine.

What are you kidding, who is Elliesand?

The leader of Sulama City!

A famous central figure in ancient times!

A character at the level of a remote lord like Prince Tosedrin, it's not enough for Elisandr to come to the second round...

The upper elves have rarely seen Elisandr make a move, and this archmage has been trying to maintain a noble image of a god queen since becoming the woman of His Majesty the God Emperor, and no longer does such a rough thing as magic against the bombardment.

But this time it was finally an exception, and Ellie Sander was very mature, basically never angry, and calm. But the most sensitive thing about her is that someone desecrates her lover, especially since this blasphemer is still an upper-class elf!

It's unbearable...

So the upper elves and the Feathermoon rangers were dumbfounded, watching Ellie Sander burst into power...

The overwhelming three series of magic have all been played with tricks, in various forms, in various ways, in all directions without dead ends, fancy hanging Prince Tosedrin.

That terrifying energy fluctuation could be clearly felt throughout the hammer of doom.

"Who has made the terrible queen angry ... Kargas looked curiously at the endless power fluctuations in the center of the city, and continued to beckon the orcs to continue escorting the ogre.

Winnesa looked at Prince Tosedrin, who had been beaten into a dog, with a burst of adoration in her eyes.

This is much more powerful than my eldest sister!

Since Wen Leisha came to the Kalimdor continent, what she is most afraid of is Elisand, and she usually speaks with the attitude of a junior to an elder.

As for her sister, Wen Leisha was not afraid at all, after all, she knew that her eldest sister had a knife mouth and a tofu heart, and she would never scold herself.

Not to mention the new Soul Bound Tulani, whose personality is originally gentle and watery, and can get along with anyone.

And then as for the God-Emperor Sarodar ... Well, then it's even more fearless... This titan is very spoiled by the women around him, never says anything serious, and usually follows their pleasure.

So it's only Allie Sander ... This extremely serious big sister has always had high standards for the women around His Majesty the God Emperor, and has given them all kinds of rules and codes of conduct. Although it was very troublesome, no one dared to raise objections, and the sense of oppression given by this big sister with a terrifying strength and a serious expression was too strong.

After venting, Elisander looked at Torcedrin, who was beaten in rags and lying on the ground like a dead dog, and pouted.

"Take it away, hand it over to the Holy Cult Army for trial, and find a suitable day to execute it in public. ”

The victorious elven army began to withdraw, leaving behind a field of corpses and an even more mutilated gavel of doom.

However, it will soon be followed by new elven immigrants arriving to rebuild the once glorious city with the help of border guards and arcane golems. Although it is currently in ruins, the foundation of the city is still there, and various infrastructure can be reused with a little repair, so the reconstruction of the Hammer of Doom is not so huge.

"Lord God, you... I didn't hear you, you speak louder. Durotan looked confused.

Hu Feng looked left and right, touching his chin.

"What is that... I said, give some orcs, there are too few women in the steel tribe, not enough points... ”

Du Longtan suddenly realized, and repeated in the rough and loud voice of the orc: "Ah! Lord Divine Venerable, you want female orcs, right! No problem, I'll ask later, and if anyone is willing to go with you, let them go!"

Hu Feng's eyes suddenly rolled round, he stood up, and rushed up to cover Du Longtan's stinky mouth.

"Fart! Who's going to want an orc on horseback! It's the Iron Tribe who wants it! I don't want it! You can talk before your brain!"

That's right... Hu Feng is in Orgrimmar at the moment, he is here to send rewards to the new tribe, and by the way, help the steel tribe pull a wave of pimps...

The Iron Tribe has more men than women, and the tribe has extremely few newborns, which makes both Grom and Kargas dying. The Dark Gate is closed, and it will take a long time to go to Draeno and rob women. Most of the orcs in the clan were still snatched by Draeno from another wrong timeline, but they still didn't have enough points.

Grom Hell Roar was also embarrassed to stand aside, and it was extremely shameful in the eyes of the Warsong Patriarch to ask for a woman from the new tribe. So... This kind of humiliating thing should be done by your own boss.。。。。

Durotan nodded, "Oh, aren't they all the same!"

"What a fart!" roared Hu Feng.

Throughout the welcome banquet, Hu Feng glared at Du Longtan with murderous eyes, which made the latter uncomfortable for a while.

This time, the new tribe actively participated in the holy war in Mount Hyjal, contributing and sacrificing to the world of Azeroth, and Hu Feng also agreed to fulfill part of his promise to use the Azeroth Restart Device to transform a small part of Durontar's land. This time, I came here to let Durotan take his own place.

Du Long was going crazy with joy when he heard this, Hu Feng was at the level of a living ancestor in his eyes at the moment!

Don't say that you want a little female orc, you want the treasure of the new tribe, the hammer of destruction, then give it immediately without saying a word!

After the banquet, Durotan couldn't wait to pull Hu Feng to choose a place. Grom continued to sit in the hall and drank with his old friend Orgrim.

This hanger is a death knight, and the constitution of the undead is not affected by alcohol at all, poor Orgrim didn't think much about it, and kept praising Grom for his good drinking.

"Lord God, this area is the place we have chosen, could you please transform the area around the Valley of Trials, we are ready to grow food here. Durotan and Hu Feng were standing on the hillside, the former using his thick hands to keep gesturing the valley of trials below, a land surrounded by hillsides.

Hu Feng nodded, "It's confirmed, right? I'll leave if it's confirmed, and there will be changes in a few days." ”

"It's confirmed, it's confirmed! Thank you, Lord God! The new tribe won't forget this help!"

Hu Feng waved his hand, "This is what you deserve, your heroic fight for the world of Azeroth has proven your feelings and sense of belonging to this world. As a member of Azeroth, you will have to remember this even more in the future. ”

Durotan nodded desperately.

"Of course, if nothing else, my son Gouyl has become a shaman, and the elements of Azeroth have identified with him. We will all contribute all our strength to this new home. ”

"So, wait for the changes here, inform your people in advance, and don't panic. ”

"Understood!"

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