The waters of Zangar are a natural harbor north of Shattras, where many amazing fungi and plants poke out of the sea, forming natural islands of various sizes, which may be the refuge of the Draenei in the future.

The blue sea and the blue-skinned draenei on the ship were supposed to be a harmonious atmosphere between man and nature, but they were depressing by the uneasiness on everyone's faces and the expanding red mist on the horizon.

Although the energy he received from Chourly was enough to support Lanlos to open the cross-border portal, he was in no hurry to leave.

Terrey's injuries need to be recovered, and at the same time, he must give himself peace of mind.

Standing on the shore, the elven mage's eyes fell on Iriel, who had stepped onto the transport ship, and the stone in his heart was able to be lowered.

"Alright, it's time for us to go. Turning around, Lanlos spoke to Teregosa.

The Blue Dragon Lady's jewel-like eyes glanced at the Draenei girl who was organizing order on the ship, and nodded for a moment.

Instead of paying attention to the crystal city that was gradually engulfed in red mist, and not paying attention to the sobbing Draenei refugees, Lanlos slowly raised his arm as he faced the clearing.

After a brief pause, the air suddenly twisted at an extremely fast speed, and with an extremely powerful force, the light in front of it seemed to be swallowed by something, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge black vortex.

Such an unusual movement naturally attracted the attention of the Delaney refugees, and as the portal took shape, everyone turned their attention to that inconspicuous corner of the shore.

As if sensing something, and just after the portal had been established, Lanlos stopped and turned his head, and the Draenei girl was looking at him with a stupid gaze.

Those eyes that bloomed with beauty and brilliance revealed infinite tenderness and support. However, the hands that clasped the railing of the deck betrayed her true thoughts.

The other party finally accepted his feelings, but now he has to face the separation of the two worlds, which is an unbearable blow for Iriel's age.

Facing those longing eyes, Lanlos sighed quietly, his lips and teeth lightly opened, and he muttered something in a voice that no one could hear.

As if struck by lightning, the Delaney girl was stunned in place. She couldn't hear anything, she couldn't lips, but she read the words in the dark of last night, and under her preoccupied and affectionate gaze.

Getting this information from the other party's reaction, Lanlos smiled heartily. Then, take a step and move forward.

Nearly crushing the guardrail, Irel managed to temper his desperate impulse. Looking at her back as it gradually disappeared from sight, she opened her mouth tremblingly.

It's a pity that the transmission of sound can't catch up with the disappearance of the other party.

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In the shadows in the distance, a terrifying figure with a terrifying appearance of large size moved slightly irritably. Soon, though, all of his attention was drawn to the volley-appearing phantom.

"Kil'Gardan, what's the matter?" Manolos' voice was low and loud, as if it could directly shatter the mortal's body through the eardrums.

"Are you worried about Viren's escape? Don't be so cautious, those orcs have accepted my powers, and the Draenei is no match for them. ”

The terrifying demon let out a loud laugh, and the surrounding woodland suddenly began to tremble, as if it was afraid, afraid.

The red figure that suddenly appeared did not show any discomfort, but cast its burning eyes into the distance.

"The breath is gone. ”

"Huh?" Manolos' head did seem too petite compared to his massive body, but that didn't mean he didn't have a mind.

"These pieces of shit!" a flame erupted from Kil'Gardan's body.

In the face of the wrath of the fraudsters, even Manolos felt palpitations.

"What are you going to do?"

"We've got to go, the Burning Legion's process is more important than the Delaney. Looking at the burning sky, Kil'Gardan's voice was filled with unexplained emotion, "Cross-border teleportation requires passing through the Warped Void to notify all demons and let them search for the mortal's traces. With Sargeras out of reach, we must find our way to Azeroth on our own. ”

"Gotta get the key!"

Can't get in touch with Sagrete?Where did the absolute leader of the Burning Legion go?

Quack!

In the canopy of the tree, a pitch-black crow let out a sharp chirp, its small head tilted slightly, and its eyes like black pearls reflected the terrifying figure of the real and the virtual.

Faintly, a touch of emerald green luster flashed through it......

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In order to convince the tribe that they had won, not only the soldiers, but also some civilians and children volunteered to join the remaining queue.

It takes hundreds of years for a Delaney child to reach adulthood, and it stands to reason that there is not much of a distinction between minors.

However, watching the children who were no more than their waist waving goodbye to him, the civilians on the transport ship could not cry for a while, and even the powerful warriors who had sharpened their will for countless years were also red-eyed and teary-eyed.

They wished they were exchanging with the people on the shore, but alas, the Prophet had already expected this.

A frustrated Draenei tried to jump into the sea by holding on to the guardrail, but as soon as he got up, a purple glow suddenly flashed on the hull of the ship, as if hitting a high wall, and the Draenei was directly blocked.

The cry was louder and farther away......

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The red mist did not have any effect on the orcs, but those submerged draenei, after inhaling this strange aura, their strength and speed were significantly reduced, and even, the dazzling golden light did not bloom on the battlefield again.

The orcs were victorious, unbelievably simple.

But Gul'dan didn't have time to sigh.

"What did you say?" Standing in the middle of Shattrath's largest and grandest building, Gul'dan's wide eyes seemed to burst out.

"I'm sorry, we've been scouring the city several times, and we didn't find the old Draenei you mentioned. The orc scout scratched the back of his head and said cautiously.

How so?

Guldan was stunned, and then with full longing, he almost roared and asked, "What about that pink skin?"

Doubts appeared on his face, and the orc scout hurriedly shook his head: "When I came here, my eyes only saw blue and purple. ”

Guldan was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood: "Get out, you idiot!"

The orcs let out a series of low, dissatisfied growls, and finally retreated. Ignoring the other party's lack of attention to his authority, Gul'dan found that his hands were shaking unconsciously.

What will be the consequences of the master's task if he has not completed any of them?

unimaginable......

Gul'dan took a deep breath, finally eased his emotions, and cast a spell tremblingly, looking cautious, like an apprentice who had just peeked into the door.

Soon, however, he almost suffocated.

Looking at the dissipating evil energy, Guldan was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

Contact spell, ineffective!

How can this be? Could it be that the master already knows that he has failed? Is this the punishment? Could it be that the master has abandoned us?!

The thought made Gul'dan shudder, but what made him tremble even more was the hoarse chuckle of pleasure and mockery that came from behind him.

"Hehe, looks like you're in trouble, Gul'dan. "Naozu's current appearance makes his scalp tingle, and scars of new and old are all over his naked upper body, and it is clear that he has been tortured and insulted by the Shadow Council during this period of losing power.

"You have no right to accuse me!" the warlock shouted, as if trying to use the volume to boost his confidence.

"Yes, I don't have that power. Not provoked by the anger of the other party, Naozu's eyes were full of vicissitudes and loneliness, "I have made cowardly and stupid decisions for myself, but I will never pay the price for the future of our people." ”

"Now, he's promised you the power to do it. Gul'dan, what did you get in exchange for our people?" Pushing open the window, Neozu looked down at the orcs who were venting their anger at the buildings and even the corpses, and stared straight at the warlock with that godless gaze, as if through his chest, to the beating heart.

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