Chapter 2609: Joy and sorrow

[网] With Velen's support, the next thing is much simpler.
His reputation among the draenei is unmatched, and he is actually not stupid. Naaru’s death is a foregone conclusion. He first contacted the previous opposition, that is, the technician group, and immediately regained it. Their support.
And Akama's shaman team is loyal to Velen. The new allies killed Naaru. What's the matter with them who believe in elemental spirits?
There were warriors and paladins in the garrison army. A bit of civil strife broke out in this team, but after all, the knights who had collapsed their faith and lost the Holy Light also knelt under the wings of Yrel's Holy Light.
Velen is going to hold a National Assembly next, announce the Naaru’s deception in public, prepare to speak with the manuscript written by the death knell, and pave the way for Yrel by the way.
And Su Ming is going to take Xiao Hoi Mei to kill Ner'zhul, after all, this is what she promised before.
Originally, I wanted to get that orc shaman to promote the birth of the Lich King. Now that I can sell the draenei a favor, why not do it? The greater the credit to Yrel, the faster she becomes the leader of the draenei.
No, there will be no draenei anymore, only the Eredars. This is called chaos anyway.
The magic floating cloak put the unfinished items back into the supreme mage's pocket and asked him to help keep it, and then the group flew towards the west of Shadowmoon Valley.
Flying along the deep ditch punched by the death knell, you can see the shiny glass oxide below, and various broken enemy corpses.
Yrel's mood is obviously better. She also changed her clothes, put on a beautiful set of crystal-encrusted plate armor, and carried an amethyst hammer on her back: "I have never felt as close to my dream as I am today. , The next step is to destroy the demons and orcs and take Draenor back."
Her tail still fell on the flying carpet and curled up, expressing the owner's happiness.
"Draenor, you can't stay. This planet is only superficially stable, but in fact the surrounding space has been fragmented." Su Ming plans to return Draenor to the orcs, so it is natural to send the draenei Coax away: "The Burning Legion's fel transmission network places a heavy burden on space, and the world will explode soon."
Yrel didn't doubt it had it, and suddenly frowned:
"Is that so? Then we still have to evacuate here as soon as possible, but where do we go?"
Her little face was bitter again, after all, she was just a young girl.
"You can stay in Azeroth for a while, and I can provide the coordinates. When the time is right, the Alliance will help you counterattack Argus." Su Ming smiled and nodded, preparing to get all the fleet in Storm Fortress to secret blue Go to the island: "We humans are the most friendly and kind-hearted race. We welcome the people of Eredar to be guests in the past, right, Khadgar? As a guardian, you have to express your stance in this situation."
"exactly."
Toolman Khadgar makes chickens and eats rice, anyway the death knell says nothing.
But he also has his own considerations, and he doesn't completely agree with him without thinking.
He has also seen Storm Fortress. If people want to stay in Azeroth, these giant battleships are floating in the sky, and there is no way for them to take advantage of the alliance of only a little griffon knight. Is it necessary to ask the guardian dragon to take action?
What's more, to expel the remaining orcs of Azeroth, these bitter and enmity aliens can be used, just to share the pressure of the alliance, believe in the holy light, you can believe in a chaotic race, where can it be bad? What?
A group of people who want to return to their hometown do not have to worry about staying in Azeroth and not leaving.
"But having said that, teacher, I suddenly thought it was a good idea to make the city fly." Khadgar touched his beard, and said thoughtfully to the death knell, "You said I used magic to lift Karazhan into the sky? kind?"
"Don't forget that there is a Tower of Reflection under Karazhan, where there are void rifts and closed legion portals. It's better not to die." Su Ming glanced at him from the corner of his eye and shook his head speechlessly: "However, you You can discuss with Antonidas and try to ascend Dalaran to the sky. I think it will work."
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"What the is that? Why can the weak draenei block our powerful clan? Fighters against our glory? Answer me, dumb?!"
Deep underground in the Shadowmoon Cemetery, Ner'zhul, shirtless and wearing a skirt, with a white ghost symbol painted on his face, walked up and down restlessly, shouting loudly.
The torch on the wall not far away oozes a purple light, and the demon guards summoned from the void stand silently by the door, and further away there are some skeleton patrols that he awakened using the ancestral secret method, the former genius Sa Without any sense of security, he was scolding Talon Gorefiend at this time.
Before he was standing on the tower and watching the mountain view, when suddenly he saw a light from the temple.
Wherever the rainbow passed, the army was wiped out, and even the volcano on the Shadowmoon Plain was wiped out.
Ner'zhul was so scared that he almost fell from a height, and hid in the ground hurriedly, trying to contact Kil'jaeden behind him to find a way to break the enemy.
At least you have to know what that kind of light is?
However, Kil'jaeden scolded him and asked him to figure out a way, even if all the orcs were burned, the draenei would be eaten, and the legion ordered their souls.
Ner'zhul knew that his boss didn't know what that kind of light was, but he didn't want to lose face, so he cursed.
But what else can be done? They are President Sa’s right and left hand, and he is just a trivial frontline commander.
Of course, there are other ways to reduce pressure, that is, Kil'jaeden scolds him, he scolds Talon Gorefiend, after all, after Gul'dan and Hellscream are both trapped in Azeroth, he is the leader of the orcs. .
After a series of questions and his subordinates were numb and speechless, Nezuo felt much better.
He took a breath, took off the water bottle around his waist, and poured a few mouthfuls of the green liquid inside to moisturize his throat: "How many people did we lose before?"
"The clan troops lost 70,000, the Shattered Hand clan was almost wiped out, and the adults of the Burning Legion also sacrificed more than 20,000, and their souls have disappeared." Talon Gorefiend finally waited for the topic he could answer. , Very relieved.
In the darkness, Ner'zhul was silent while holding his skeleton staff, and the fel rune on the ground glowed with a faint green light. He sighed:
"Just a single light, we have lost 100,000 people?"
"Yes, Warchief, although the warriors of the clan are not afraid of death, if we have too many casualties, we may be of no value to the Burning Legion. UU reading www.uukanshu.com has no value..."
Although Talon Gorefiend is five big and thick, he is still a pervert who likes to eat draenei children, but he is also a shaman, and he still has some brains.
How will the worthless things be handled inside the Burning Legion? Both knew it well.
The orcs turned to the Burning Legion to gain strength. This is their destiny, but do they really have one mind with the demons of the Burning Legion? Not necessarily, at least neither Gul'dan nor Ner'zhul.
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"Oh...reorganize the army and send out Batriders. We will try to attack from the air this time. Lord Kil'jaeden is about to lose patience."
After a long sigh, Ner'zhul languished on the ground and made a decision with his head down cross-legged.
Fear still made him obey.
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