"Whew, whew, whew......"

What happened? Lin Yue found himself lying in a strange place.

There is no boundary, nothing but a full white eye.

Shaking his head that was about to explode, he got up from the ground trembling and let out a deep breath of turbidity.

Trying to recall what had just happened, Lin Yue came back to his senses, it turned out that he had just experienced a demon, and it turned out that his trial was not the same as someone else's.

Just as Lin Yue was thinking about something, a black dot appeared in the endless white. The black dot quickly enlarged, turning into a human figure, and then gradually approaching.

Lin Yue noticed the comer, looked up, and stood in place. The person who came turned out to be himself, a person who looked exactly like himself.

"Who are you. Although he had already guessed the roughly, Lin Yue still asked out loud.

"I am you, you are me. Defeat me, or you'll never want to get out of here. Lin Yue said another identical Lin Yue in front of him.

Now that the words have been said to this point, Lin Yue didn't want to talk nonsense, and directly dodged to attack the other self.

The two Lin Yue collided together in an instant, with exactly the same skills and exactly the same cultivation, and the two were indistinguishable for a while.

Just when Lin Yue was fighting against his mirror image in order to leave the place of trial, the Burning Legion, which had been silent for a long time, finally moved.

A new round of all-out offensive has begun, a more fierce offensive, a more advanced demon legion. Although the Human Alliance had made long preparations, it was still crushed in the face of the more powerful Burning Legion. Obviously, the Burning Legion, which has been planning for a long time, is not ready to give the Human Alliance any chance, intending to win the war in one fell swoop.

Although the clone Lin Yue faced had 100% of his strength, the cloned clone was not a real life after all, and was quickly defeated by Lin Yue. Lin Yue, who had completed the trial, rushed to the headquarters of the alliance side as soon as he got the news, and their eyes widened when the Elf King and other continent leaders saw Lin Yue.

There is no other reason, because they can no longer see Lin Yue's strength clearly, which means that Lin Yue's strength has surpassed them.

"Sure enough, it is the son of prophecy, you have stepped into the legendary realm in such a short period of time, it seems that the mainland has been saved. ”

"Tell me about the battle. Lin Yue didn't want to listen to nonsense, so he asked directly.

"The Burning Legion has not moved in the past few days, and our spies have not detected anything. We didn't expect this offensive to be so fierce, and although we reacted immediately, the casualties were still very heavy. ”

"Do you have any plans for now?"

"Not for the time being, but just now, the spies on the front line sent back the news. At the rear of the battle line, behind the Burning Legion, deep in the jungle of Tanaan, they found a huge fortress that appeared to be a newly established fortress of the Burning Legion. ”

"Oh, is there any more news about the fortress?" Lin Yue asked.

"No, our spies can't get close, there are too many enemy troops around. The only clue we got was that the area around the huge fortress was filled with hellfire, so we also called the demon fortress the hellfire fortress. The Elven King replied.

"I see, I think I should take a trip. Lin Yue said with a glint in his eyes.

"Do you want to go in and find out? Forget it, it's too dangerous, I don't know what's inside, but I have a bad feeling that maybe there's their secret weapon hidden inside. ”

"If I can't get in, no one in this world will be able to get in, don't worry, this self-protection ability is still there. After speaking, Lin Yue didn't stay any longer, and directly turned his head and left the spacious conference room.

Garrosh scrutinized the landscape of Nagrand. He hadn't seen a Warsong Scout for days. But why did they come here? This hill is the edge of Warsong Clan territory, and there is no need to patrol here in peacetime. Hordes of ogres will only come from the west, while other orc clans will come from the east. If Garrosh remembers correctly, no one will come to hunt this season.

He was very young when he had last stood on this hill, and—

No. It wasn't the hill that Garrosh stood on when he was young, it wasn't the trees he climbed, and the grass he didn't scratch with his fingers. It's a completely different world.

Kenozdorm had told him that the world he saw would not be exactly the same as it had been before. I've spent my life learning about time and space tunnels. If you were to compare the shapes of each piece of grass, you would drive yourself crazy, he said. My plan only needs a few ...... Ideally, it can be executed. And this point in time is perfect.

Whether it is perfect or not remains to be seen. Garrosh blocked out the glare of the sun and gazed at the plains at sunset. The hill is a safe place to rest, and if an intruder is present, the lush grass below can easily expose it.

Behind him, Kenoz lay lazily beside the campfire, holding a large arcing hourglass fragment in his hand in front of his eyes. The glass glows bronze gold under the action of the campfire and the rays of the setting sun. "Have you ever thought about what we just discussed, Hell Roar?" "You've wasted a lot of time—"

Garrosh turned, his eyes staring straight at him. "Don't call me by that name anymore. It doesn't matter where it is, what time it is. ”

Kenoz stood awkwardly. The bronze dragon was clearly not yet used to his new orc form. "Why not, your family name will definitely attract the attention of the Warsong Clan, and maybe it will be much easier. ”

"Maybe Bloodroar will cut off your and my heads. Garrosh replied coldly.

Kenoz snorted. The High Elf-like expression stood out on the orc's face. "Your father and his weapons can't hurt me at all. Unless he has wings. ”

Garrosh did not answer. I wish you were revealing your dragon form in the face of the roar of Gromash Hell.

Kenoz placed the hourglass shards on his knees. Even such a simple movement can seem incongruous. "So. Have you made a decision?"

"Yes. ”

"What is it?"

Garrosh tried to control his own pitch as much as possible. "It's time for us to go our separate ways. He replied.

"So?" said Kenoz, laughing. "How I don't remember giving you this choice. ”

"You may look like an orc, but your behavior betrays you. They are not fools. I need to be alone. Garrosh said.

"Well, that's right. How long will it take for me to join you?" Kenoz's smile grew more and more eerie.

"Who's right, when the time comes—"

"You mean never to see each other, do you?" Kenoz shook his head. "O Garrosh, Garrosh...... It's not your forte, so don't embarrass yourself. ”

Garrosh also threw back a sentence of "That's good." His voice is still very steady. "I'll tell you straight: my tribe doesn't need the help of a dragon. ”

"What?your tribe?" Kenoz slowly stood up, carefully holding the hourglass fragment in one hand. "Your tribe has abandoned you! If it weren't for me, you're still behind bars! You have no right to ask me to leave. The disguised orc tilted his head. "If you don't obey me, I promise you'd rather die by the executioner's knife. ”

Kenoz's other hand rested inside his shoulder strap, the only piece of clothing left in his High Elf attire. Garrosh could hear the metal swaying inside. Maybe there's a weapon hidden inside?

Warnings of impending conflict flashed through Garrosh's mind. The brain's perception of the world around it instantly becomes clearer and more thorough. But he didn't show the slightest reaction. "My people deserve a better fate. I will guide them on the right path without your help. Garrosh said.

"You can't dictate to me. Kenoz said. "I—"

I've heard enough. Without warning, Garrosh leaped forward, a battle cry resounding through the air. He took three steps, jumped over the campfire, grabbed Kenoz by the throat, and began to strangle desperately.

A bronze glow flashed, and the hourglass fragments in Kenoz's hands shimmered.

Garrosh blinked. He found that all he was holding in his hand was air. The campfire was back in front of him again, three paces away from him, as if he had never moved. Kenoz was gone. Just as he was still wondering, a hand sprang out from the back of Garrosh's neck and pulled him down.

The world turned upside down. Cold metal—familiar metal—was wrapped around his wrist.

He slammed to the ground, and Kenoz pressed Garrosh to the ground with his knees, his forearms firmly gripping his neck.

"You think I'm in human form and I can't resist?" Kenoz said viciously. "You're no longer the Great Chief, Hell Roar. It is my will that you escape from the cage, that you survive, and that you will find your father and rally the orc clan. "The camouflage above Kenoz's neck was gone, and his orc head suddenly took the shape of a giant dragon. The bronze dragon's massive eyes clinged to Garrosh's face. "You're just a pawn of mine, that's all. If you don't prove your worth, I'll destroy you. ”

Garrosh gritted his teeth, and his wrist was chained from the trial again. He now understood why Kenoz hadn't interrupted it, but had carefully unloaded it.

Kenoz was ready early on to hide the handcuffs. He foresaw a conflict. No, he provoked a conflict.

Slowly, Garrosh calmed his anger. He controlled his breath and gasped steadily. Stupid, he deliberately lured you to the bait. The same mistake must not be made again. Garrosh, whose anger subsided, was extremely calm.

"But if you don't need me, Bronze Dragon, I'm still in Pandaria. The orc said. "So take back your senseless threats. ”

Kenoz smiled like a reptilian face. "It's good that we know each other. With that, he changed back into human form. He slowly stood up and left Garrosh.

"Oh, of course. Garrosh rolled over and pushed himself up with his bound hands. "It couldn't be clearer. ”

A flash of light pierced his eyes as he stood up. The hourglass fragment lay on the muddy ground nearby, and must have slipped from the clash just now. Kenoz pointed to the thing. "Pick it up. ”

Garrosh glanced at it. "That's your toy, pick it up yourself. ”

"That thing is yours now. Kenoz's tone was as if he were reprimanding a disobedient urchin. "You'll need it then. ”

Garrosh glanced at the shard, but didn't move. The curved hourglass shards glowed a dull bronze color, just like the light the dragon had emitted when it got rid of him. The edges and corners of the pieces looked very sharp, and with his hands tied, he had to be careful not to get scratched when picking up the pieces. "You're not saying this thing is useless. ”

"I'm talking about how powerful it used to be. But it didn't say that it was useless at all, didn't you already see it with your own eyes just now?" Kenoz said, the corners of his mouth raised again.

Garrosh raised his handcuffed wrists. "What about this?"

"This thing still makes you honest, doesn't it? To take it off, you have to prove to me that you recognize your situation. Kenoz returned to the campfire and kicked the dirt into the fire with his foot. "Hurry up and pick it up. ”

Take a deep breath. Don't fall for him anymore. Garrosh carefully picked up the fragment and held it in his hand. When Garrosh was put on trial, there were two bronze dragon statues wrapped around the hourglass in the intact Chronology. The present fragment still has the head and neck areas of the statue attached to it. It's a very convenient place to hold.

"I reckon this thing is useless to me. Garrosh said, his voice unusually steady. Otherwise, you wouldn't have put it in my hands. The thought ignited anger in Garrosh's heart.

"Of course. But don't lose it. It would make me angry. Kenoz said as he walked slowly past the campfire, plucking a leaf from a branch hanging low, and clutching it tightly into a green pulp. "But you're right, Garrosh. You and I, the two of us are complete strangers here, and it's better to go our separate ways. The period may be separated by several months. lest those people think that we are ...... Partner. He threw the crushed leaves on the ground and wiped his hands on his thighs. The green stain remained on the palm. "Let them take a good look at this hourglass. Your shaman should be sufficient, and any inferior creature with a modicum of intelligence will be able to glimpse the catastrophe of Azeroth and the rest of the world through what you have in your hands. Once you've managed to convince them to join your ideal tribe and conquer the world they see, I'll be back. Kenoz stretched out his arms. "I'll find other ways to use this piece to go anywhere we want to go to the world. ”

"There's only one world I'm interested in. Garrosh replied.

"Because you're blind. All you want is a tribe untainted by demonic blood, and I don't want to stop there. I'm going to raise countless tribes—"

Garrosh laughed.

Kenoz lowered his arms. His expression turned vicious. "You don't believe me?"

Garrosh was in the eye with him. "The hourglass was destroyed when we got here. I saw it fall on the floor of the Pandaren Temple. He said as he lifted the shard. "Maybe you can make another article about this, but don't tell me it's still the same time. ”

"Think about it, Hell Roar. Kenoz's voice was soft. "Because most of the hourglass is still in Azeroth, this fragment resonates with our space-time portal. You can call it ...... A flicker in space-time. As long as I play a little trick—"

"We'll be able to go back. Garrosh suddenly felt his heart racing. Possibilities began to unfold in his mind. "It's not just about returning to our Azeroth. It can take us back to our time. ”

"These are just the beginnings. Kenoz said. He turned and pointed to the sun setting over the Nagrand horizon. "Azeroth is just my first target, and then the rest of the world. No matter how many there are, we can catch them all. The bronze dragon began to laugh. "Nothing can bind us. Not even time. The possibilities are endless. I'm going to become—"

Garrosh took three steps and slammed the shards into Kenoz's back.

Laughter turned to screaming. The jagged splinters shredded flesh lightly.

Energy began to gather in the hourglass. Bronze dragon scales flickered on Kenoz's skin. He was trying to use the fragment to transform himself back into dragon form, but without success.

Garrosh shoved him to the ground, stabbing the shards desperately into his neck. The screams began to grow heart-rending, and the disguised orcs flapped their hands in despair in an attempt to push Garrosh away. Garrosh pressed his face to the eyes of the bronze dragon's eyes, then plunged the shards into his throat. The screams turned into ** sounds.

Garrosh held the hourglass shard firmly the whole time, not caring at all about the energy gushing out of the hourglass, and his eyes were fixed on Kenoz's stunned face.

"I've had enough. Garrosh shouted. "Fed up with you hiding in the shadows and manipulating the fate of the orcs, you want to enslave my people with the power of depravity. I'm going to get rid of you slave owners. The orcs will be in control of their own destiny from now on!"

Garrosh stirred the fragment in his hand, then moved it to Kenoz's chest, and stabbed it nonstop. Blood splattered the hills. It wasn't the blood of the orcs, it wasn't the blood of any creature that had ever lived in this world, but it was all swallowed up by the soil of this continent.

Eventually, he stood up after pulling out the shards.

Kenoz twitched incessantly on the ground. Garrosh watched curiously, he had never killed a bronze dragon before. The fragments in his hand trembled with the last heartbeat of the bronze dragon. A bronze mist like grains of sand slowly emanated from Kenoz's body. The mist did not dissipate like smoke, but sucked into another world like a whirlpool.

When the mist cleared, the debris fell silent again. Kenoz's eyes were exposed, and his breathing had stopped. Garrosh didn't walk away, he wasn't at ease. It took a while for him to grunt and nodded.

"It's cheaper to die so simply. ”

He left the body where it was. Even if someone finds out, they will think that this orc has provoked an opponent who should not be provoked.

And isn't that a fact? Garrosh couldn't help but laugh at the thought.

He found a creek nearby and washed away the blood stains on his body and from the hourglass fragments. His hands were still shackled, but at the moment he couldn't do anything. The keys to the handcuffs are far away in another world.

What's next?' Garrosh's mind kept thinking. Kenoz was right about one thing: being clever wasn't Garrosh's forte. If he had been cunning and sneaky, his father would have cut off his head. Gromash?Hell Roar is not a fool.

Is he really not?

Garrosh's heart burned with worry. He was too young at the time, and his memory of his father was very vague. What if he wasn't the orc he thought he was? Grommash Hellroar was deceived and became a slave to the demons. Although he eventually redeemed himself, it was difficult to undo the mistakes he had made.

Garrosh has been pondering this question over and over again for several days. How do you make one of the strongest orcs feel weak?

The last few rays of sunlight also disappeared. Garrosh sat quietly by the stream. Maybe he should postpone his departure. It took hours to hike to Camp Warsong, and the shackles and hourglass shards on his hands made it easy to recognize that he didn't belong in this territory. Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow may be much safer than moving at night.

No, he decided. He didn't want to wait any longer. He wrapped the shards in Kenoz's shoulder straps and tied them around his belt. Gromash would have seen Garrosh's inner strength, or maybe he wouldn't......

Garrosh got into action. When the sun rises, he will know if he will be able to cooperate with his father or die at his hands.

“Lok-tarogar”。 He whispered. (To be continued.) )