"So that's it, after my draenei body died at the cliff pass, my will returned to my world. Then you used your Origin Light as a signpost, built a portal and brought people back, and then you know what happened. ”

Tulani, the Soul Bounder, had recovered, and was now sitting obediently next to him holding a large bowl of spiritual recovery potion as water.

"That... How long is our world?" Tulani looked sad, she loved this world, and she was reluctant to leave like this.

Hu Feng looked at the sky and felt the frenzied flow of time and the widening space-time rift.

"Your timeline has developed wrongly, with serious deviations, to the point where it cannot be corrected. So... A month at most, a dozen days at the shortest, and the long river of time will wipe out this world and all living things. ”

Tulani looked curious, "What about us in the normal timeline?"

"Well... When you go to my world, you will soon know ... Delaney on the normal timeline. If nothing else, you'll be able to become one. ”

Tulani blushed at this time, "At that time... Did I call out the wrong way, why did you appear in the form of an uncle from our clan?"

Hu Feng also smiled bitterly when he heard this, and hugged Tulani. The Draenei's body temperature is a little lower than that of humans and elves, so there is a faint coolness after holding Tulani in his arms.

"I still haven't figured it out, but it should be a mandatory summons, I was still napping... In the blink of an eye, you were pulled to your timeline. ”

"This is the call of fate, right? No matter what time or time you are in... No matter how many mes there are, you'll always find the only me?" Tulani whispered against Hu Feng's chest.

Hu Feng nodded, quietly holding Tulani, his eyes closed. For some reason, there was always an aura of peace in Tulani, which soothed his eagerness to grow against time, and also soothed his increasingly profit-maximizing and cold thoughts.

Does the Soulbinder Priest still have this effect?

There are less than three days left until the return of the Azeroth coalition and the Legion of Dawn to the world of Azeroth.

The temple of Carabo had been swept away by the moment, and the draenei had packed everything that could be packed and taken away, and even the crystals on the walls of the temple had been ripped off.

The floating island, which was supposed to build the door of darkness, had slowly fallen, and at this moment, this one-time simple door of darkness had been opened, and on the opposite side of the door was a vast ocean, and a huge tree that reached into the sky stood on the surface of the sea. The Azeroth coalition needed a signpost to come to this world, but they didn't have to worry about going back. Just kidding, pulling a random person out is a living coordinate, and the aura and energy fluctuations of the Azeroth world on his body are simply a detailed living map.

"Rest assured, the two islands left to you are large enough for the Draenei to survive and thrive. Hu Feng saw Tulani's concern and rubbed her silver-white hair and comforted. "When you join the Alliance, oh, the Alliance is our organization. The Draenei will have access to a lot of resources, and your allies will help you. ”

"YOUR WORLD ... Are there orcs too?" Tulani asked with some trepidation as she suddenly thought of the overwhelming black dragoons of the Iron Tribe that day.

"Of course there is, and it's from the world of Draenor on our timeline. But rest assured, the Iron Tribe is under my command, and the new tribe is sane and peaceful. The Orc tribe with the same beasts here is a completely different matter. ”

There was a commotion from outside the city, accompanied by the exclamations of the Draenei.

Hu Feng teleported to the air in front of the city gate with Tulani in his arms, looking at the group of people who came with great noise.

The Night Elves and High Elves were the first to return, their convoys carrying a large number of Raven Scholars and Engineer slaves, as well as a carload of Crystals and Raven golems. But what surprised people was the big bird at the back, the golden flame of the sun burning all over its body, and its feathers were like dark golden streamers, and energy flowed in it. The bird has a towering golden-yellow ornament on the top of its head, resembling a crescent moon holding a circular sun in the middle.

Aitaeus, the leader of the team, saw the Divine Venerable above the city gate and waved his hand to stop his advance. The elves jumped down and fell to their knees.

"Master, the Night Elves and the High Elves will return at the appointed time! Capture more than 1,000 Raven scholars and engineers, and countless crystal and puppet techniques! Together with the Raven People's Patron Deity, the Sun Bird Rukma, present them to the master! Present a meager gift to the master for becoming the Emperor of the Eternal Night!"

As Aitaeus finished speaking, his head immediately lowered deeply.

"Long live the Divine Emperor! The Night Empire will prosper forever!"

The Night Elves and the Upper Elves behind him knelt on one knee together as if they had been rehearsed in advance, cheering loudly.

Hu Feng frowned, this is already a forced palace, right? Azeroth's version of the yellow robe? With the political IQ of the archmage Aitaeus, he must not be able to think of such a profound drama, so the only instigator behind the scenes... Only Elisandr, who is in the city of Sulamah.

The scene was quiet for a while, and the Draenei on the city wall did not dare to make a sound, quietly watching the great drama of these outsiders kneeling in front of them and begging the Titan gods to become the god emperor.

Tulani, who was held by Hu Feng, was a little overwhelmed, and she looked at these terrifying elves like docile sheep, looking like you would kneel here if you don't agree to us.

At this time, the Azeroth coalition army also returned from a sweep of small bags, and Lothar saw the elves kneeling on the ground and the gods in the sky from afar. Before he could figure it out, the elves cheered again.

"Long live the Divine Emperor! The Night Empire will prosper forever!"

Oh, I see! This is persuasion! Just like the ancestors of their own ancestors who gave up the throne to King Lane, the yellow robe is not appropriate.

Lothar's mind turned rapidly, and the situation at the moment could not help him not to express his position, which would have a significant impact on the future pattern of the entire alliance.

"The Stormwind Kingdom supports the Night Empire!Support the Divine Venerable Salodar to become the Eternal Night God-Emperor!Long live the God-Emperor!" Lothar shouted, and the soldiers of the Stormwind Kingdom received the order and began to shout in unison.

The armies of the dwarves and dwarves were originally following the main forces of the alliance and the Dawn Legion of the Divine Venerable to fight the autumn wind, and in the face of this happy situation, of course, they supported it with both hands and feet.

"The dwarves of Ironforge support the God Emperor!"

"Long live the Divine Emperor!"

Quel'Thalas's High Elf Expeditionary Force is led by Haduron Mingyi, the new Ranger General, and he is not stupid, looking at the frenzied atmosphere around him, who dares to say no disagreement now, then probably don't want to go back.

"Quel'Salas supports the God-Emperor in ruling the Night Empire!"

Hu Feng was silent for a long time and coughed.

"I can't agree to this matter, only with the full support of the Night Elf people, I will consider becoming a God Emperor. Aitaeus, don't mention it again. ”

Aitaeus bowed to his fate, but that wasn't what he thought in his head.

It seems that what Lord Alisander said is very right, and Lord God will definitely not agree to it at first. But it doesn't matter, this is just a foreshadowing, I have been preparing for so long, and I have to tie up Lord Shenzun to the position of God Emperor!

Phew! Disrespectful to God! I'm damned!

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It's about to be put on the shelves, and Lao Hu wants to say a little bit about watching piracy here.

I know that there are many readers who read pirated copies, and I guess I will continue to watch free pirated copies after this book is put on the shelves, and I am not ready to support the genuine version.

But Lao Hu just wants to say one thing: please learn to respect and understand each other.

You may think that if there is a free pirated version, you may not be a fool to read the paid chapters, you may not have a sense of authenticity, and you may not know how to respect and understand each other.

Lao Hu just wants to say: If they all go to see pirated editions, and the results of the genuine editions are extremely dismal, will the author of the book still have the heart and motivation to continue writing?

Watching pirated copies is like killing chickens and eggs, taking advantage of the free and small cheap piracy for a while, resulting in a situation where there are no good books to read in the future, no one is willing to concentrate on writing books, or authors have opened anti-piracy chapters.

Some people will say let others support the genuine version, not to be the one who is missing. That old Hu also told you to compare your heart to your heart. Everyone thinks this way, so that the number of good books will only come less and less, because piracy is still rampant.

I won't abuse pirated readers, and I won't say anything about you, but Lao Hu just wants to plead you with one thing:

If you can afford to spend a few cents to read the genuine version, then please continue reading this book and support the genuine version.

Lao Hu knows that I will never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, but I believe that more pirated readers are still willing to support the genuine version in their hearts.

Let's also get to the bottom of it, now the collection of Titan Dawn is more than 5600 and about to be 5700.

Lao Hu actually doesn't force anything, there is a ten-to-one first order, that is, more than 500 people can subscribe to the paid chapters on the day they are put on the shelves, and Lao Hu is satisfied.

I know that there are many people who will watch pirated copies, or read genuine copies when they are free, and go to pirated versions when they pay for them......

I don't want to say anything about it, just a simple sentence, please compare the hearts of readers who think so.

Maybe you went to see the pirated edition in order to save a few cents, and the results and subscriptions of this book were extremely dismal.

There may be 10,000 people who like this book, but because of piracy, the book can only get a few hundred paid subscriptions.

It may also be that because the results are too poor, they will face a situation of hitting the streets.

Perhaps the vast majority of these 10,000 pirated copies ruined the book.

Lao Hu doesn't want to abuse pirated readers, but just wants to tell you, please don't kill chickens and eggs, if you really like this book, please support the genuine version, and spend a few cents to subscribe to support.

Finally, I would like to give a very realistic summary, if you want the horses to run fast, run every day, you have to feed the horses to graze~

Old Hu worshipped.

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