"Are they gone?" Ranros cautiously poked his head out of the dilapidated and dimly lit room, looking out at the chaotic street through the dusty and cobwebbed windows of the dilapidated building.

Almost at the same time, the shadow behind him trembled, and Merrell, who was wrapped in a cloak, stepped forward slowly: "Fortunately, Kenrito dispatched the city defense troops in time, and they have already left. ”

With a long sigh of relief, the elven mage sat down, ignoring the filth of the floor beneath him.

"Fortunately, that woman is still a little measured, and she didn't turn into a dragon in a fit of anger, otherwise, the house we bought at such a big price would have been forcibly demolished......"

In the face of the elf's whispered muttering, Merrell didn't answer, just looked at him quietly with a look of 'you deserve it'.

"Anyway, if Terrey could help dig up a blue dragon or two to do coolies...... Ahem, helper, the implementation of our plan can be accelerated by several times. ”

Hmph, you accidentally spit out the truth, right?

Merrell's stiff eyelids twitched violently, and for some reason, he suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed.

God, wouldn't it really be discredited to hand over the Council of Tirisfa to him?

"Hey, am I really air?" Lanlos's perception was not bad, and Merrell's obvious expression of emotion naturally didn't escape his eyes.

"I'm just trying to say that the Council of Tirisfa can't afford to toss too much. Shaking his head, Merrell didn't say anything, then reached out and took out a crystal sapphire from his arms and threw it at the other party, "This is what Alexgos asked me to pass on to you, so you must respond as soon as possible." ”

"What's the response?" Catching the gem and taking it for a brief look, Lanros was about to ask further, only to find that Merrell had already left the room.

I heard the sound of a broom cleaning the floor downstairs, and while sighing at this guy's superb efficiency, I lowered my head and carefully identified it.

Only then did he realize that this was not a simple gem, and in the center of the latter, some kind of sharp weapon carved fine lines, forming a complex and delicate array of spells.

After a moment's hesitation, Lanloth controlled the mana and carefully poured it into the various nodes in the array.

Soon, a faint blue glow illuminated the dimly lit room.

"Long time no see, friend. A tall and noble blue phantom appeared in front of him, and his deep and steady voice seemed to have some kind of magic, and people couldn't help but want to listen carefully.

"Malygos ......" put away the indecency on his face, and Lanlos subconsciously stood up straight.

"I'm glad to know that you're still active in Azeroth. The Phantom didn't react to Lanros's reaction, and continued to talk to himself, obviously, this was not a communication, just a recorded magical message.

That's right, how could a big man like the King of the Blue Dragon call himself personally?

Lanlos subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, as for why he was nervous? Well, yes, why?

With doubts in mind, the elven mage forced himself to calm down and listen carefully.

"I deeply sympathize with what happened to Eldagossa and the Council of Tirisfa, however, we don't have time to grieve, and I need your and Elunis' help. ”

As I said before, the Blue Dragon Clan is thin, but they still have wealth that is not inferior to other Dragon Clans, especially in the knowledge of the Arcane, which is not comparable in the whole world. If you can have a good relationship with them, it will definitely be beneficial to Lanlos, who is a mage.

But he couldn't laugh at all.

If even the Dragon King had to find foreign help, what a tricky errand would it be?

"Shortly after hearing of your presence, we discovered the violent fluctuations of the magic web, even affecting all of Azeroth. ”

I don't know what came to mind, and the elven mage's hands clenched into fists at this moment.

"Although this fluctuation is very subtle, the Nexus has detected its starting position"

As soon as he finished speaking, Malygos raised his hand, and a sphere of blue halo appeared in front of Lanlos's eyes, and under a long irregular pattern, a constantly flickering blue point of light made his face completely gloomy.

"Eastern Kingdoms, Dark Swamps. ”

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In the past twenty years, Stormwind has grown by leaps and bounds under the wise leadership of King Lane. Losses from gnolls, trolls, and foreign threats are becoming rarer. With its fertile land and hard-working people, the overall GDP of the Stormwind Kingdom has grown by leaps and bounds, and the Gross National Happiness Index has reached a record high.

To put it simply, what you want, what you eat.

Stormwind, which was once breached by the Gulabash trolls, has once again regained the prosperity that a great country should have.

Today, however, this peaceful and rich city has added a different touch.

Bang, bang......

Anduin Lothar, the seventh president of the Iron Horse Brotherhood, is able to become the leader of this elite force in the Stormwind Kingdom, and his strength and talent are unquestionable. Today, however, he seems a little anxious. Despite his heavy plate armor, he walked briskly through the corridors of Stormstorm Fortress, ignoring all the eyes drawn by his heavy and rapid footsteps, and approached the king's bedchamber.

Although the kingdom was prosperous and powerful, as a wise king appointed in danger, Lane did not covet pleasure, and while the people enjoyed peace, he still worked hard and tirelessly to build the kingdom.

At this moment, Ryan was staring at the huge map on the wall and contemplating.

On the southeastern edge of the blue plate, which symbolizes the territory of the Stormwind Kingdom, one border post after another has been marked with red crosses.

"Your Majesty. ”

Pushing open the door, Lothar came behind Ryan and bowed slightly.

"More sentry missing?" the Storm King's voice was full of helplessness, and a faint self-deprecation appeared on his countenance, which had been clearly marked by the years.

"Nope. Luckily, Lothar the Warrior dismissed his conjectures, "We found survivors. ”

After being silent for a while, Ryan raised his eyebrows and cast a sharp gaze to the southeast corner of the country: "So, who is our enemy?"

"A pack of beasts. Lothar looked up, "Green." ”

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Walking up the heights, Durotan looked at the dense swamp in front of him, his face sometimes delighted, sometimes confused.

They left Draenor, the world that had withered away because of their own actions. He had received a secret letter from Naozu, and unlike the other orcs, he was only interested in Gul'dan, on the contrary, he only had a deep-seated hatred in his heart.

Gul'dan ruined the future of the orcs and ruined the future of Draenor.

However, he was not dominated by anger, and he once tasted the bitter fruits of doing so. Subconsciously, Durotan scratched the fur that belonged to the crazy fangs on his body.

He had countless chances to kill Gul'dan, but he didn't do it for the simple reason that he was helpless. Gul'dan is the tribe's strongest warlock, and only he can lead the orcs in their quest for the future.

It's ironic......

"Durotan. Behind him, the bald orc with the Hammer of Destruction approached slowly, "You don't look very happy. ”

Turning his head, Durotan took a closer look at Orgrim as he stepped forward, scarlet blood mixed with crumbling meat sauce and bone residue covering the Hammer of Doom in his hands and his strong, strong chest.

"Those, enemies, have they reappeared?" Durotan paused visibly at the mention of the word 'enemy'. He understood very well that the orcs were not the masters of the land, they were invaders.

Orgrim could sense the other man's thoughts: "The world is full of life, we just want a space to survive." ”

"But they. As he spoke, Durotan turned his gaze back down the slope, "Not satisfied. ”

Below, dense green skin seems to blend in with the jungle, but that's just for the outside. They bulldozed woodland with axes and hoes, and buildings adorned with steel spikes rose from the ground. Stepping into such a vibrant world, the tribe was enthusiastic and built a fortress in just a few months.

They don't just want survival, they want war.