Chapter 100: : Secret talk and eve of war

The night came, the storm fortress was brightly lit, and the largest side hall was very lively at the moment.
The banquet of humans and the elves of the upper elves are actually not much different, except that the specific styles and processes have cultural differences, but the form of the banquet is still a somewhat quiet party. The circles got together in twos and threes, holding a wine glass and talking in a low voice.
The human wizards of Stormwind City rarely attended this banquet, but their real purpose was naturally no need to think about it. They must be the upper-level wizard wizards who were pulling those saobaos.
No way, now humans have long been aware of the unscrupulous behavior of high elves in the past.
Shit! We humans sent the main legion to help you fight trolls, and you will return to our castrated and curtailed spell system!
Therefore, human mages are now in a relationship with the upper elves, trying to obtain some higher-level spell systems during the Eternal Well period.
Although the upper elves are very proud, but the decree of the deity-admired adults has to have a good relationship with human beings, so they have to be patient to communicate with them.
But the elves soon found out that humans are really too social. It's very comfortable to take a flattery. It's even more leak-proof when talking and doing things.
After three rounds of wine, several elf mages have accepted the invitation of human mages or nobles, and they will go out together in the future, and various "meeting ceremonies" are coming and going.
Losa was dancing with some upper elves and magic swordsmen at the moment, and it seemed that he was discussing martial arts.
Immediately after Lothar's constipated look, the magic swordsmen shook their heads, indicating that Lothar really didn't have the talent to sense magical energy, so be honest as a warrior.
Medivh was sitting on a soft chair in the corner of the banquet hall, arguing about whether he would have the courage to go up and talk to Titan. When he was still in a ideological struggle, he suddenly saw that Titan was holding a glass of wine. Come by yourself.
"Medwin, the new guardian, you inherited many of the characteristics of your mother Aegwynn. That little girl came to see me specifically, but it left a deep impression on me."
Ok. . . One hundred thousand gold coins were swept on credit, and boss Hu said that this impression can be remembered for a lifetime.
Meddy Wenwen immediately got up and performed a salute.
"Ah ... greet you, deity Lord, I ..." But before Medivh finished, he noticed that it was dark, and then he was in a tumbling golden space.
what happened? Titan God has no reason to shoot me.
Boss Hu's figure condensed and emerged, "You don't have to think about it, this is just my spiritual world, and some words are not convenient to express in the outside world."
Medivh nodded immediately, it seemed that the Titan deity seemed to have some secrets to tell himself.
"Please speak."
"It's about your question, this is also the main reason why I came to Stormwind this time. Next I will tell you, you have to be mentally prepared. Of course, I will also tell you the specific countermeasures, which requires your Cooperate. "
Medivh nodded hard, full of doubts.
Apart from the guardian, what other things can you do, will the Titan Venerable be too tight. . .
"You are Sargeras."
Huh! !! !!
Talked in the spiritual world for a long time, the outside world just felt that the two stopped for a few seconds at the same time, and then returned to normal again.
Medivh lost his face and slowly sat back in the soft chair behind him, his eyes dull.
Hu Feng pulled over another chair and sat beside Medivh, patting him on the shoulder.
"Okay, get up, where did your guardian's arrogance go? I've already told you how to deal with it. You will follow the plan step by step and you will be fine."
Medi Wen nodded, and exhaled for a long time, then rubbed his face with both hands.
"Yes ... yes, now we are at the active advantage, with precautions and countermeasures, the dark evil will not win, and I will not let him succeed."
But soon he broke his face again, "But Lord God ... I think of the evil spirit lurking in me, I feel uncomfortable ... can't I speed it up ..."
Hu Feng shook his head immediately, "Don't rush for success, and I must remind you that your mentality must be calm, use your best energy to cover up this part of the soul memory, and you can actively give up control of the body when necessary. . "
"Okay, I see, the last question ... Do the doors of darkness have to be opened?"
"That is, it must be opened, such a good population labor force, so much land and resources, don't be a fool."
Meddy Wenwen once again sighed.
Dark gate, another world, orcs. . .
But the Titan Sovereign is right, since there is this opportunity, then try to maximize the benefits.
After all, he is also a pragmatist, without so many so-called ideals and harmonious saints.
Boss Hu is another idea.
Tribe must be born, this world needs more and more powerful help.
Use any means at all costs, this is for Azeroth, for everything that is valued around him.

World of Draenor, Shadowmoon Valley.
The glorious and magnificent Temple of Karapo has now become a burning and ruins.
The ruins were broken, the flames that had not been extinguished were burning dullly, and Draenei's body was everywhere.
A few of the draenei surviving captives were with long strings of rough rope like animals, and were dragged out by the orc soldiers roughly.
Chief Blackhand kicked off a draenei body and strode towards the outside of the city. A messenger rushed over in a pant and performed a thumping ceremony.
"Great Chief! Several strange and huge crystal creatures glowing helped the draenei, the prophet Velen and the remnant draenei got on a crystal ship that could float in the sky and escaped!"
"Asshole! Waste! Didn't you have to order you to kill them all anyway!" Blackhand immediately angered at Yanyan, kicking the commander soldiers seven or eight meters, roaring.
Guldan's figure appeared behind the black hand, knocking on the ground with his staff.
"If those Naru rescued the draenei, the tribe could not keep up, and the sky fortresses of the holy light crystal board, I am afraid that they should have left the world of Draenor now."
Blackhand slammed the stone wall next to him with a fist, and his face was not reconciled.
"Then let them go like this?"
"No, of course not, my chieftain." Gul'dan smiled hoarsely. "I'm starting to repeat the same dream now ~ EbookFREE.me ~ There is an existence that is guiding me, now I just need wait..."
"Soon, the tribe will acquire a new world, a brand new, huge and extremely fragile new world ... where you will get everything you want, the chieftain, whether it is draenei or endless Killing. "
I believe in this, and his IQ is seriously in arrears. Except for a terrifying force, the other hand is useless. Blackhand is a obedient puppet of Gul'dan.
"So what should we do?"
"I will tell you, chieftain, but first of all, we have to build something ... to be precise, a door."
Ogrim and Durotan rode their respective wolves and drove on the land of Shadowmoon Valley towards the Nagrand Prairie area.
"I am now more and more certain that in addition to the power brought by Gul'dan, destruction and self-destruction are more."
Ogrim very much agrees with his old friend, but still a little uncertain.
"It won't be that serious, Gul'dan's power is so powerful, he can't destroy a world? No orcs can do it." Speaking of which, Orgrim paused. "Not even Gron."
Durotan shook his head with great anxiety, "I don't know, but my hunch has never been so strong, and I think we should respond early."
"Don't be informed of your thoughts by other clans. Now the period is sensitive. Any performance that is considered weak will attract disaster." Orgrim immediately urged his friends.
Durotan nodded, his heart full of bitterness.
Only the craziness that destroys everything is an expression of bravery?
What was once a noble and glorious orc?