Chapter 1200: 45. Alternating times (middle)

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"Are you really leaving?"
In Orgrimmar, in the Grommash Fortress, Garrosh looked at Thrall carrying a parcel, wearing a shaman robe, and carrying the Hammer of Destruction. The orc warlord couldn't help but say:
"Can't you stay a little longer? Yorin and they are coming back to have some drinks with us anyway."
"Stop it, Garrosh."
Thrall was open-minded. He blinked at Garrosh:
"Don’t make it the same as life and death, I’m not going back again. I just left Orgrimma temporarily, the crossover between the Elemental Territory and the present world is not stable, and I will focus on that over the next few years. I will be back when Dranosh becomes chieftain."
"I know."
Garrosh scolded sullenly:
"I just feel suffocated. You are obviously a qualified chieftain. Everyone is very convinced that you have to leave the country because of the persecution of a group of old men. I never felt that these old men were so abominable."
"But their concerns are correct, Garrosh."
Thrall sighed. He said:
"I have the authority of the earth. This is a force that breaks the balance. Although I know that I will not use it to do wrong. But as long as I exist in Orgrimmar, the forces around me will not be at ease, even the tauren. This will alienate us from trolls... I will no longer be a simple orc on the day when I take over this power."
"The Forgotten Kings will not allow me to control this power as an orc. I must be a neutral, an absolute neutral."
Speaking of which, Thrall shrugged. The wise orc knew all the truths, and these truths allowed him to maintain an optimistic attitude. He carried the package and patted Garrosh on the shoulder. He said:
"I'm leaving now. I will contact you later. By the way, I'll pursue Agna. She is a good girl. When you get married, I will go to Nagrand to attend the wedding! Hahaha, maybe your children will Will choose the shaman way, and I am happy to be his mentor."
"My child will not become a shaman!"
Garrosh also laughed, and he helped Thrall carry a suitcase. As they walked out, Garrosh said:
"Members of the Hellscream family will always be the best fighters. Besides, my old man is still staring at me... Recently, I scored a part of the clan to return to Draenor and rebuild the Warsong clan in the Nagrand Grassland. I also Very busy... Alas, everyone is very busy. The mess left by the battle of doomsday, let us have no time to drink now."
"Stop complaining."
Thrall laughed:
"The orcs never fear war, but we will not crave war. The future is destined to be an era of peace. By the way, I heard that the goblins of the Hot Sands Consortium and the Rusty Water Consortium restarted their'Star Project', Our orcs are worse in this respect, so we instruct Dranosh not to miss the opportunity to join forces with those goblins to push our orc civilization into the stars."
"Well, I will remind him."
Garrosh bypassed the gate of the Grommash Fortress. When he stepped out of the hall, he suddenly saw a figure waiting in front of him. Garrosh turned his head and squeezed his eyes at Thrall's face strangely, then Shi Shiran dragged the box and walked away quickly. Unknown Thrall stepped forward and saw the figure in front of him.
The figure that made Thrall subconsciously avoid it.
Sola.
Sola Sarufar, daughter of Warlord Brox, cousin of Dranosh, an outstanding female orc warrior, and admirer of Thrall.
"Saar!"
Sola embraced his arms and carried a heavy battle axe. Although he didn't wear armor, he was quite warrior. She wasn't like a fangirl who bid farewell to her lover. She looked at Thrall in front of her, a flash of decisiveness flashed in her eyes, and she took a step forward, just like a soldier stepping into the battlefield. She looked at Thrall, but Thrall's eyes were erratic, and she seemed afraid to look at Sola's blue eyes.
"I know that you grew up in the human world. I know that you don't really understand the feelings between orcs."
Sola bravely and frankly said:
"I can even guess that it's always a bit uncomfortable for you to talk to an orc like me. Tarangi tells me that your aesthetics may not be the same as ours. In your eyes, I might be ugly. "
"Sola, I..."
"Let me finish!"
Cable stretched his hand to interrupt Thrall's rebuttal. The brave orc girl looked at Thrall's eyes. She said:
"But the people of the Saurfang family, whether they are men or women, have no tradition of hiding their feelings. You have to leave this city, I know, this is an order from the old men, I will not force you to stay here ! But Thrall... As long as you nod, I will go with you! If... if the partner you expect in your life is a human being, then I will not bother you again since then."
"I also have my pride...Now, tell me your answer, Thrall."
Although the words were very decisive, there was still a trace of tension and expectation in Sola's eyes. After all, she was also a young girl and had never experienced real feelings. In the distance, Garrosh sat on Thrall's box, holding a piece of roasted meat without knowing where it came from, and a bottle of dwarf Thunder ale.
This unscrupulous warlord who was watching the emotional disputes of the former chieftain powerfully even called his gossip girlfriend Agna.
Thrall must make a decision immediately, or else drag on, I am afraid that even Woking and Baine will be called by Garrosh to come to the show.
"I..."
Thrall was confused.
He didn't know how to answer Sola. He didn't hate the straightforward girl in front of him. But he also admitted that in the past life, Thrall's choice of partner was based on his sister Taresa.
After all, when Thrall grew up, Taresa was always with him.
"Tell me the answer! Thrall."
Sola clenched her fists:
"Don't be like a coward!"
Under the pressure of Sola's momentum, Thrall even took a step back. He bowed his head and dared not look at Sola's eyes. This gesture disappointed the orc girl. Sola bit her lip, but after a few minutes of silence, she sighed and turned away with some desolation.
Under the street lamp, Sola's shadow was drawn.
But just after Sola took a few steps, her wrist was caught by Thrall.
Sola turned around, and behind her, Thrall finally stopped escaping. He looked at Sola seriously, he said:
"Sola, I can't give you an answer now."
"As you said, a part of my soul was shaped by human beings. I used to be at a loss as to my identity. Whether I am an orc or a semi-human kind, I have a hard time breaking up feelings. But. .. if you can give me some time, maybe, I can try to accept emotions that are strange to me..."
"You, will you leave with me?"
Thrall said seriously:
"Will you try with me? I can't give you a definite answer. But, I promise, I will take this relationship seriously."
Facing Thrall's request, Sola's blue eyes flashed a little light. In the end, she broke free from Thrall's hand and stepped forward without looking back. Thrall's face was a bit more sad behind her.
But Sola did not leave.
She walked to Garrosh and kicked on Garrosh's ass:
"Go away!"
Garrosh didn’t dare to argue with the mad woman, and could only watch Sola carrying Thrall’s box. This orc girl in a long dress, carrying a battle axe, looked back at Thrall, and she waved :
"What are you waiting for? Come on!"
"If it is too late, it will not be able to catch up with the last steam train of the goblins."
Hearing this call, Thrall froze for a moment. He shrugged his shoulders and carried the package. In Garrosh’s cheering cheer, he walked a few steps and came to Sola. The two of them were together under the street light. Walk towards the gate of Orgrimmar.
In the new era, it is also time to start a new life.
—
In the city of Ulduar, Titan, the mechanical guardian Mimirron holds a disc in his hand, which is the carrier that carries the precious knowledge of the Titans.
The end of the battle is over, the guardians have repelled the element of wind that invaded the world, and the wind controler Orakir has been cut off the body of the element, and its calm wind heart has been sent to Lord Tyre In the hands of Aang, it is said that that thing may become the energy for the Legion of Dark Blades to step into the sea of ​​death.
The Flame Lord Ragnaros, the elemental heart of the stone mother Selazan, have been taken out.
In the current four-element world, in addition to maintaining the calm of the tide hunter Neptulon's abyss throat, the other three elemental planes have been upset. The ambitious element lords are all trying to compete for the throne of the element monarch, but as in this world, in the elemental territory, there is also a new order that has been reset.
The Shamans and Titan Guardians of the Ring of Earth are responsible for maintaining the stable integration of the Elemental Territory with the present world. They will no longer allow the unruly elemental creatures to try again to destroy the hard-earned era of peace in the present world.
However, for the guardians of the Titans, the end of the battle is only because of a new, unprecedented challenge that fell on their shoulders.
"Uh"
Mimirron put the disc in his hand into the Titan instrument, and a mechanical drawing composed of blue projection appeared in front of him.
It is a huge energy storage and release device. It is like an elongated water bottle. At the top, there are several pipes that spread outward, and the whole is a sphere similar to the world frame.
"The furnace of origin... is really a complicated project."
Mimirron grabbed his round metal head, and whispered:
"You can't copy it as it is. The world of Argus is too broken. It can't carry the facilities of the complete furnace of origin. Simplify... well, simplify to the greatest extent."
The mechanical guardian reached out his hand and removed many unnecessary devices on the complex spherical instrument in front of him. He wanted to redesign a simple origin furnace mechanism.
Lord Lord Tyrion had promised the souls of Titans that he would try to reshape the ecology of the world of Argus. This matter is not just about talking. It is complicated. After the end of the battle, the task falls to the guardians who are most familiar with the Titan facilities. They must complete the design in the shortest time. .
However, it is not enough to have complete design drawings and mechanical creations.
This thing is to be placed in the core of Argus's world. The world is already ruined, and it has experienced the cruelest wars of the end of the war. It can be said that the Argus world has reached the end of collapse. With a little care, the world will fall apart immediately.
"Muradin!"
Mimirron activated the communicator. In front of him, a blue projection turned on, and the figure of the diamond dwarf Muradin soon appeared on the communicator.
"How is Argus now? Has the bug subsided?"
"No! They are still breeding."
The dwarf's gruff voice came, with undisguised worries:
"In a battle with demons, not only did the number of insects not decrease, but after the demons retreated, they began to explode. Now all the food that can be eaten by Argus is targeted by them. Fortunately, the druid It is also useful for the imprisonment set by Yakita. They do not attack the sentries stationed here."
"But if you let them continue to breed, then the situation is hard to say."
Muradin spoke carefully to Mimillon:
"I heard the vanguard sentinels say that humanoid insects have appeared a few days ago and they have considerable wisdom. They are avoiding direct contact with sentinels and observers...I think those insects may know that we want What to do, and they are still trying to find a way to survive."
"This is too exaggerated."
The thick eyebrows of the mechanical guardian raised, and he said in a screaming voice:
"The bugs should not have evolved so fast, but this is not a big problem."
"Muradin, you placed the world road sign in the core of the world under the wasteland of Antoine. Once we have made the original furnace for Agus, we will immediately send this thing. It should be right here. Within a few months, the reshaping of that world will be completed... Bugs will be broken down by the Titan energy into the elements needed by the new world, believe me, they will not be a problem."
"okay, I get it."
The Diamond Dwarf responded and hung up the communication.
For the world of Argus that has been completely occupied by insects, no one is more suitable for this positioning and exploration task than Muradin. His diamond body, even if let go of the insects, those insects will not want to hurt Mu. Even a hint of Latin.
"Lord Elune is still waiting."
Mimirron looked at the simplified drawings in front of him, and the mechanical guardian said to himself:
"Argus is a testing ground. Once the recovery of Argus is completed... I am afraid that it will be the search and resurrection of other Titan souls."
"The glory of the Pantheon..."
"Sooner or later it will shine on the stars again! Order, that is the light of order."
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