Looking at the whiteness of the fish's belly in the east, Lan Luoston's eyelids felt as heavy as lead. The overnight journey had left the confines of the Alanca Peaks before sunrise, but again, he had not been well rested, and he was overwhelmed by physical and mental exhaustion.

There was no way around it, and with Rukma's gaze added to it, Lanlos only had three days to bring the Eye of Rukma back to the Temple of Karabo. If he delayed a little, he would not be able to survive Rukma's pursuit.

With a big yawn, Lanloth tied the activation rope that was used as a temporary rein to himself, and was about to take advantage of this opportunity to be lazy, but a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

Anyway, that chick from Irel isn't going to be waiting for her in the village, is it? Why don't you use the teleportation to inform her?

Well, after all, it was a favor for himself, and he went back by himself without even saying hello, which is really a bit unkind. And although that village is not on the way back, it should not be too far away.

As soon as he thought of it, Lanlos took out the map from his waist bag, and after roughly judging the direction, he immediately entered a state of concentration.

Consciousness quickly spread into the distance with Draenor's slightly unfamiliar web of magic, and soon, Lanloth 'looked' at the location of the village.

But......

The fingers gripping the activation rope suddenly tightened, and Lan Luoston was dumbfounded.

No trace of Iriel?

No, not only that, but there was not a single creature in the entire village that could receive teleportation. In other words, there is not a single living person!

Pulling the rope violently, the eagle let out a loud screech and cut a beautiful arc through the air, straight off from its established course.

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The breeze ran from the north through the Teroka Forest, and the wrinkles between Lanlos's brows deepened as he felt the sigh of nature on the way. The smell of burnt and, moreover, the smell of blood......

Crossing the high ground in front of him, even without the signal of Lan Luos, the master, sensing that something was wrong, the flying eagle hovered directly in mid-air.

Whether it is a simple house or an exquisite palace, it has been burned by the flames and has a large area of scorched black marks. All the buildings in front of me had collapsed so badly that it was impossible to see what they were. The shattered and mutilated corpses were scattered and collapsed among the ashes and rubble, rendering the scene extremely miserable.

As far as the eye could see, it was a mess.

Repatriating the conspicuous Flaming Eagle, Lanloth leaped down and crept in against the village fence that had been turned into charcoal.

It is clear that the village has been attacked, and judging by the sparks in the ruins that have not been completely extinguished, the battle should have ended around sunrise, and the enemy may still have spies nearby.

While expanding the range of Sagret's creatures, Lanlos cautiously pushed towards the middle of the ruins.

Along the way, the shocking picture is very different from the quiet and peaceful small village in my memory. The corpses of Draenei civilians were everywhere, and the deep blue blood soaked large swathes of the land, and despite the different colors, Lanloth could still smell the blood in the air that would not fade away.

It's not all......

Squatting down, Lanloth's gaze followed the dry reddish-brown trail beneath his feet, and a brown figure of five large and three thick appeared in the lush grass.

Orcs.

Lanlos easily determined the identity of the attacker from the opponent's recognizable appearance, but his knowledge of orcs was limited to the game, and he had no way to tell the orc's clan from the opponent's face prints that clearly had a specific meaning.

However, why would these orcs attack such an unknown village?

Raising his head and looking around, Lanloth's face became more and more gloomy. Although he was only a passer-by, he had a very intuitive understanding of the defensive forces in the village. Usually it is nothing to drive out wild beasts, but in the face of large-scale orc attacks, it can be said that there is no power to fight back.

Because of this village, 80% are unarmed civilians!

Quietly clenched his fists, and due to excessive force, the back of his hand was even more bruised. However, compared to such a brutal slaughter, Lanros's attention was quickly drawn to the question mark in his mind.

If I'm not mistaken, the dispute between the orcs and the draenei began about 10 years before the Black Gate, so isn't there still a few years to go?

Wait a minute!

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and luckily, Lanlos caught it.

After the explosion in Karazhan, Lanlos shielded himself and Teregosa, and although the duration of the spell was greatly reduced by expanding the range of the spell to protect a dragon, there was no doubt that they were not affected by the explosion.

And according to Sagret's running records, the reason they came to Draenor was not Keystone.

In retrospect, it seems that the magic of turmoil accidentally activated the horoscope's spell array?

Medivan is known as an astral mage because of his ability to travel between planes and stars. However, the difficulty of completing this kind of spell is extremely high, and even Medivan, who has only been cultivating in Karazan for less than a year, has no way to guarantee accuracy.

What's more, this was an accident at all, and it is reasonable that the incompleteness of the spell caused a time error. After all, interstellar teleportation throws the recipient into the void first, and the flow of time in the void is very chaotic.

It's really careless, if the orcs have launched an offensive against the Delaney now, then it means that the Burning Legion has infiltrated this world!

Looking at the cold corpse in front of him, Lanloth fell into a long silence, and he didn't even notice that there was a violent reaction in the biological detection carried out by the Keystone.

Bang!

The roar of thunder suddenly tore through the dead silence in the ruins, and the birds in the surrounding woods were startled, and a continuous cry of panic was heard.

Thankfully, after such fierce battles these days, Lanlos didn't lose his temper too much. Turning his head, he looked at the several potholes that appeared on the wall next to him, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

Bullet holes?muskets?!

"Stranger, raise your hands!" Behind him, a draenei ranger with a shotgun pointed his pitch-black muzzle at Lanros. At the same time, dozens of heavily armed warriors poured out from all directions, surrounding him with fierce eyes.

Whether it's Azeroth, Draenor, or Argus, it's all magic-led worlds, but despite this, technology still plays an indispensable role.

The musket is a long-range weapon frequently used by dwarves and gnomes, and there are many records of its use in the human realm. Its accuracy and effective range are enough to stun anyone who has seen its power, and as for its lethality, even dragons have to break a layer of skin in the case of standard muskets.

Unfortunately, due to the high cost of firearms production, the mortal troops were not able to carry out a wide range of equipment.

It is precisely because of the problem of R&D cycle and production cost that unlike modern society, this plane has not been tinkered with sniper rifles and machine guns, and even automatic rifles have not been tinkered with. All of today's guns are similar to the shotguns and shotguns of the previous life, and they are all single-shot smoothbore guns that are relatively easy to craft.

However, these shotguns and shotguns are much easier to get started with than automatic rifles, and in just a few days they can create a long-range strike force that is not inferior to that of mid-range elite marksmen.

It is worth mentioning that Lanlos had seen the Draenei's Mounted Musket in the Temple of Carabo, and unlike what he knew, the ammunition of the Draenei Musket was not fired by gunpowder, but by mana crystals......

Utilizing an array of spells with a high-intensity instantaneous burst of power, the ammunition is given a powerful muzzle velocity that is even more powerful and accurate than the Dwarven Musket. And there will be no pollution, there will be no fire, and even the sound of gunfire will be dull.

It's not so much a firearm, it's closer to magical equipment.

Similarly, because of the extra 'battery' part of the Delaney firearms, the cost is also higher, as exiles who have been hiding in Tibet for countless years, their troops naturally do not have enough financial and material resources to arm on a large scale.

It is basically difficult for a hunting team of a non-governmental organization to have a shotgun, and even if it is a regular arm, it would be good to have one gunner out of ten shooters.

And now, in the team of thirty or so people, Lanlos found that almost all the draenei dressed as rangers were equipped with firearms.

And they were all portable muskets the size of shortswords, which were much more expensive.