Their legs are not straight, but bent backwards, like ...... Like the leg of a tarbu lamb. At the end of the leg are forked hooves, glowing blue, and are wrapped in metal from the ankle to the knee. And also...... That's right, a tail, thick and smooth, swinging back and forth. Their owner was leaning down in front of him, holding out a strong blue hand. Durotan blinked, stared at Nadraenei's hooves and tail for a long time, and then stood up on his own. The face in front of him had a strange shell on its head, like armor growing there. His black hair and beard hung down over his brightly colored uniform, and his piercing eyes glowed like a winter lake.

'Are you hurt?' The Draenei spoke in the unintelligible orc language, and his tongue was visibly unable to adapt to the rough orc syllables.

'It only hurts self-esteem,' Durotan heard Orgrim mutter in his clan's dialect. He was also a little stinged. Obviously, the Draenei saved their lives, and he was certainly grateful. But they saw two proud young orcs fleeing in the face of danger! Indeed, the danger was real, and with a wave of the big stick, he and Orgrim would be slapped into two small piles in no time- but it was still ......

I don't know if the Draenei heard, or if he understood Orgrim's words; Durotan seemed to see a smile creeping up the corner of his mouth. The Draenei looked to the sky, and Durotan was discouraged to find that the sun had set very low.

'You two are far from home, and the sun is going to rest. He said, 'Which clan do you come from?'

'I am Durotan of the Frostwolf Clan. He is Orgrim of the Blackstone Clan. ‘

The Draenei looked surprised. 'Two different clans?' Are you challenging each other to get so far away from your respective homes?'

Durotan and Orgrim exchanged glances. 'Yes...... Nor is it,' Durotan said. 'We are friends. ‘

Delaney's eyes widened. 'Friends, two different clans?'

Orgrim nodded. That's right. He added as if in defense. It's not traditional, but it's definitely not forbidden. ‘

Delaney nodded, but still looked surprised. He looked at them for a moment, then turned to his two companions, speaking something in their own language. To Durotan, the language was as beautiful as music, like the sound of a babbling stream lapping stones, like the chirping of birds. The two draenei listened intently. Nodding. One of them untied a water bag from his belt, took a deep sip, and ran toward the territory of the Frostwolf Clan to the southwest, as smooth and swift as a Tabu sheep. The second draenei ran in the direction of the Blackstone clan to the east.

The Draenei who had been talking to them turned around. They will inform your family that you are fine and safe. You will be returning home tomorrow, and for now, I have the honour to invite you to the homes of the Draenei. My name is Restland. I'm the captain of the guard of Taymour, and our city often trades with your clans, both of you. Unfortunately, I don't remember any of you; Still. Young orcs always seem a little wary when we visit your territory. ‘

Orgrim's hair stood on end. 'I'm not afraid of anyone!'

Restland smiled. You see the ogre and run away. ‘

Ogrim's face sank, and his eyes glowed with anger. Durotan bowed his head slightly. Just as he feared, Restland and the others had witnessed their disgrace, and they were sure to be ridiculed.

'That,' continued Restland calmly, as if not paying any attention to the two of them reacting to his words, 'is wisdom. If you hadn't escaped, we would have sent you back to your home tomorrow not two orc boys, but two corpses. There is no shame in fear, Ogrim and Durontan. It's only shame when fear makes you lose your judgment and do the wrong thing. And for your situation, running away was absolutely the right thing to do. ‘

Durotan puffed his chin, 'One day, we will be very strong, very tall, and then, it will be the ogre's turn to be afraid of us. ‘

Restland's gentle face turned to him, and to Durontan's surprise, he nodded. 'I totally agree,' he said, 'orcs are formidable hunters. ‘

Orgrim's eyes narrowed, as if expecting the other's taunt. But not a word.

'Come,' said Restland, 'there are dangers in the night of the Teroka Forest that the guards of Tymor do not want to face. Let's go. ‘

Despite Durontan's exhaustion, he struggled to maintain a steady pace; He didn't want to lose face again today. They ran for a while, and the sun finally touched the horizon, and the sunset turned from crimson to golden and finally to purple. He glanced up at the Draenei from time to time, trying not to appear rude—but they were a novelty to look at from a few yards away. As he walked, he looked for signs of the city—the path that the traveler had trodden, the signposts that lit the road, the silhouettes of the buildings in the twilight sky—but he saw nothing. They are still advancing. He suddenly felt a wave of fear.

What if at the end of the day, the Draenei didn't intend to help him and Orgrim at all? What if they wanted to take them hostage and ask for ransom? What if they had some worse thoughts, like sacrificing them to some dark god, or-

'We're here,' Restland said. He rolled over and dismounted, fell to his knees, and brushed away layers of leaves and pine needles. Orgrim and Durotan exchanged quizzing glances. They are still in the forest, there are no cities, no roads, nothing. The nerves of both orcs tensed. They are outnumbered, but even if they die, they must fight first.

Restland still knelt on the ground covered with larch needles. From where he had removed the cover, he took out a beautiful green crystal. It has just been carefully hidden under the fallen leaves. Durotan stared at it, captivated by its beauty. It was just the size of the palm of his hand, and he wanted to touch it, feel its smooth surface, its strange pulsations. Somehow, he knew it would give him a peace he had never experienced before. Restland pronounced a string of syllables; This string of syllables was seared into Durotan's mind and he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

‘kehlamensamir,solaylamaakahl.‘

The trees around them began to flicker, as if the reflection on the surface of the lake had been stirred up by a rock. Durotan couldn't help but gasp. The fluctuations became more and more violent, and suddenly, the forest disappeared and all the trees disappeared. In front of it is a wide stone path that runs along the ridge to a place...... It was a scene that Durotan had never even dreamed of.

We didn't need this a long time ago when the city was first founded, but now it's the very center of the Ogre Territory. Restland said, standing up. 'If the ogres can't see us, they can't attack us. ‘

Durotan finally managed to squeeze out a sentence, 'Can ...... How is this done?'

It's just a simple illusion. Light...... The illusion that has been created. ‘

There was a tone in which he said this that gave Durotan goosebumps. Seeing the orc's bewildered expression, Restland added, "Seeing is not always believing. We think that what we see is what is real, and that the light always reveals a qiē as always. But in reality, both light and shadow can be manipulated and guided by those who understand them. I uttered the code words and touched the crystals, changing the way the light shone on the rocks, the trees, and the entire land. So, your eyes see something completely different from what you just thought was real. ‘

Durotan knew he was still looking stupid. Restland chuckled. 'Come on, my new friends. To a place where your people have never set foot before. Welcome to my home. ‘

Lin Yue kept traveling in the boundless wilderness, encountering all kinds of creatures that he had never seen before, but he had never encountered intelligent creatures. Passing through the wilderness, Lin Yue entered a forest, which was none other than the Teroka Forest.

After entering the forest, Lin Yue encountered some equally strange creatures, and after easily killing them, he continued to walk towards the depths of the forest.

Soon, Lin Yue came to the place where the three of Dulongtan had stood before, there were no creatures in this area, it was very quiet and weird.

"There's another friend here, who doesn't seem to be an orc, would you like to see it?" asked Restland with a smile.

"Oh, what race!" asked Durotan curiously.

"You'll know when you go and see, let's go. Restland made a big move, and Durotan and Orgrim felt their eyes change, and they returned to the Terokca Forest.

Three people suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of Lin Yue, and he immediately turned on the power of the totem and assumed a fighting posture.

"Who are you?" asked Lin Yue vigilantly.

"Don't panic, friend, put down your powerful weapon. We don't mean anything, but I'll introduce myself, my name is Restland, this is Durotan, and this one next to me is Orgrim. Restland still had a warm smile on his face.

Lin Yue didn't react when he heard Restland's name, but his heart surged when he heard the other two names. Lin Yue had already known such a thunderous name, and at this moment, Lin Yue also knew where he had come through the time vortex. (To be continued......)