Yes, Lin Yue Tong Guò Time Vortex came to the hometown of the orcs, Draenor.

Dulongtan walked into Lin Yue and circled around Lin Yue. He had never seen a human before, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

"What race are you?"

"Humans. Lin Yue replied.

"Where are you from? I've never seen your people in Draenor. Durotan said.

"I came from somewhere else, well, and was accidentally teleported. Lin Yue casually fabricated a reason.

Restland's voice came, "Would you like to come with us to see something interesting?"

"It's a great honor. Lin Yue replied.

The four of them entered the illusion of Restland again, and Durotan was stunned. It was as if the magical net that had caught the ogre was now entangled in him, and he had no power to resist. He stared motionlessly, his mouth wide open, desperately trying to make sense of what his eyes were seeing.

Lin Yue was also stunned by the scene in front of him, he had never seen such a magical city, even in various science fiction movies or myths.

The city of the Draenei is simply magnificent! it is delicately embedded in the hillside, and it is natural; Stone and metal are so harmoniously combined that, in Durotan's view, it is the perfect combination of nature and art. He couldn't tell exactly what he saw, but what he was sure of was that this qiēdu + ↖ long + ↖ wind + ↖ literature + ↖ learning, ∨.↑x.n∨et was so harmonious. When the concealment spell was gone, the peaceful grandeur of the entire city was fully revealed to them. Everything he saw made his eyes open unconsciously. Huge stone staircases lead upwards to spherical houses. One reminded Durotan of a snail shell, while the other resembled a mushroom. Bask in the afterglow of the setting sun. The sharp edges of the stone steps appear soft. And those roofs are more sleek. These bizarre sights come together. It's even more amazing.

He turned his head and saw a look of awe on Orgrim's face. A smile appeared on Restland's blue lips.

"Welcome, Durotan and Orgrim. And the guests who have come from afar, and don't know your name yet?" said Restland.

"My name is Lin Yue. The three of them nodded politely to Lin Yue again.

Durotan came to his senses and took two awkward steps forward. The stones that paved the road had been polished smooth, whether it was due to the passage of time or the handiwork of the Draenei, Durotan could not say. As they moved on, Durotan could see the city spread across the entire ridge. The stone staircase leading to the gently curvaceous buildings continues upward. He saw long streets. Paved with the same white stone, it never seemed to be dusty, though the Draenei had been here for at least ten generations as long as the orcs. The skins and horns of the hunted animals are all missing here; The Draenei seem to have made better use of the gifts of the earth. There were sparkling gems everywhere, and that light brown metal that Durotan had never seen before. Orcs have always understood metal; They put metal at their service, and Durotan himself hunted with an axe and sword. But this ......

"What are your cities made of?" Ogrim asked. It was the first thing he had said since the two of them had embarked on this magical journey with the Draenei.

"A lot of things," Restland said kindly. They had now entered the gates, and the inhabitants of the city looked at them with curiosity, but there was no hostility in them. "We are travelers, and we have not been in your world for long. ”

"Soon?" Durotan said. "Your people came here more than 200 years ago. We've changed a lot in 200 years. ”

"Not bad," Restland agreed softly. "Over the years, we've watched the orcs improve in strength, skill, and talent. We are very impressed by you. ”...

Durotan knew it was a compliment, but somehow, it tingled him. It's like...... It's as if the Draenei thought they were superior to the orcs. The thought was fleeting; To his shame, as he continued to look around, he began to wonder if there was really no orc building that could be so ornate and so complex. But then again...... Orcs aren't draenei again. They have no need and will not choose to live like the Draenei.

"To your question, Ogrim, when we arrived here, we used what we brought. I know that your people build ships to cross rivers and lakes. And we have a boat that can take us across the skies...... It brought us here. Its materials are metal and ...... Something else. When we realized that this would be our new home, we unloaded part of the ship and used it to build our building. ”

It was the large, soft-colored, swirling ripples that seemed to him to be a metal made of copper and skin. Durotan held his breath.

Beside him, Orgrim frowned.

"You're lying! Metal can't fly!"

If it was an orc, he would definitely yell at this attitude and give Orgrim a big ear scraper. But the Draenei just giggled.

"Of course, some people would think so. However, if someone didn't know beforehand, he probably thought that it was impossible to summon elementals to defeat ogres. ”

"That's different," Ogrim scoffed, "that's magic. ”

"So, it's some kind of magic, too. Restland said. He made a gesture to one of his men and said a few words in his language. The draenei nodded, and quickly ran forward.

"I want you to meet someone, if he's not too busy. Restland said, and fell silent. Durotan's heart was filled with a thousand questions, but he didn't dare to ask them, for fear of looking too stupid. Orgrim seems to have accepted Restland's explanation of magic. Still, the two young men looked around curiously.

On the streets, from time to time, they walked past many Draenei. On one occasion, he saw a girl who was about the same age as them. She was slender and tall; Durotan seemed surprised when he made eye contact with her. Then a smile came to her lips. She bowed her head shyly.

Durotan felt himself smiling, too. He asked without thinking. "There were many small children in our camp. And where is the Draenei child?"

"We don't have a lot of children," Restland said, "and our people live very long, so we don't have children very often." ”

"How long do you live?" Ogrim asked.

"Very long-lived," Restland said in just one sentence. "Well, I remember the day we came here. ”

Orgrim's eyes widened, staring at Restland unabashedly. Durotan tried to stab him in the elbow, but he couldn't. He suddenly realized that the young-looking girl just now might not be his age at all. This time. The scout sent out by Restland returned, talking quickly about something. Restland seems happy with the scout's return. He turned around and smiled at the two orcs and Lin Yue.

"The man who led us into this world, our prophet Viren, is going to be here for a few days. I think he'll want to see you. We don't often have visitors like that. Restland's smile widened, "It is with great pleasure that I tell you that Viren not only agrees with you, but invites you to spend this evening. You shall have dinner with him and sleep in his room. That's a lot of honor. ”...

Both boys were speechless in shock. Dinner with the Prophet, the leader of all the Draenei?

Lin Yue knew who Wei Lun was. It was a legendary figure, and now even he was in a strong mood.

Durotan began to be suspicious. Wouldn't it be better if he was slapped flat by the ogre's stick?

Restland led them through the winding streets, through the hills, to the tallest building on the hill. The solid square stone steps seemed to be endless, and as he crawled, Durontan's breathing became rapid. He finally reached the top, and was looking at the snail-shell-shaped building in front of him with interest, when Restland spoke, "Look back. ”

Durotan and Orgrim looked back, and for a moment, Durotan held his breath. The cities of the Draenei unfold neatly beneath them like countless jewels embedded in the pasture. One last bit of afterglow turned them fiery red, and then that little bit of afterglow faded away, and the whole city was bathed in a soft purple-gray. The lights came out from the houses, and for a moment, Durotan had the illusion that all the stars in the sky had fallen to the ground.

"I don't mean to brag, but I'm genuinely proud of my people and our city. Restland said. "We put in a lot of effort. We love Draeno. And I never thought I'd have the opportunity to share our pride with an orc. The path of fate is sometimes really bizarre. ”

As he said this, there seemed to be a deep, almost ancient sadness on his strong blue face. He shook his head, shook off his thoughts, and smiled.

"Come on, we'll take care of you. ”

Durotan and Orgrim were speechless. Their young minds were captivated by the sights, sounds, and smells of this utterly unfamiliar place. They quietly walked into the Prophet's house. The two were ushered into a beautifully decorated room, which was indeed beautiful, but strangely restricted. The curved walls looked just as charming inside, but they seemed to be imprisoned. There were bowls of fruit for them to taste, strange clothes for them to wear, and a basin of boiling water steaming in the center of the room.

"This water is too hot to drink, and it's too much to soak in leaves. Durotan said.

"It's for bathing. The Draenei replied.

"What is a bath?"

Lin Yue heard this sentence on the side, and almost couldn't hold back his laughter, it seems that the orcs in the past were so simple and friendly.

"It's just washing the dust off your body," Mr. Restland said. Orgrim glared at him, but Restland seemed serious......

"We never do this bath," Orgrim growled.

"We swim in the river in the summer," Durotan noted, "and maybe it's something like that." ”

"You don't have to do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable. "This tub, all this food and all the clothes are for your enjoyment." The prophet Viren wants to see you in an hour. I'll pick you up then. Do you need anything else?"

They shook their heads. Restland nodded, exited and closed the door. Durotan turned to Orgrim.

"Do you think we're in danger?"

Orgrim looked at the strange materials in the room, and then at the bathwater. "No," he said, "it's just feeling...... It's like being locked in a hole. I prefer to stay in a tent. ”

"Me too. Durotan walked to the wall and hesitantly reached out to touch the curved wall. It's cool and smooth to the touch. He suddenly realized that he was actually expecting a kind of warmth and ...... There is a sense of life.

Durotan turned around and pointed at Lin Yue and Orgrim at the bath water. "Want to try it?"

"Don't!" Ogrim said. And Lin Yue only took a shower last night, and he also shook his head to refuse.

Both orcs burst out laughing, but in the end they splashed their faces with water, and found that the hot water was actually much more comfortable than they had imagined. They ate the fruit, drank the water, and decided that a few cloth vests they had placed there could be used to replace their dirty, sweat-soaked coats, but that their leather pants would be better kept.

Time passed much faster than expected. The two were in full swing challenging to bend a metal chair leg, and Lin Yue was sitting next to him watching quietly, when there was a gentle knock on the door. They jumped to their feet, a wave of guilt: Orgrim had just bent the leg of the chair a little, and now the chair was a little crooked and couldn't stand up straight.

"The Prophet is ready to see you. Restland said.

He was an elder. This was the first thought that popped into Durontan's mind the moment his eyes met with the prophet Viren. (To be continued......)