Vol 2 Chapter 652: : The Mist Disperses and the Question End

"Understood ... so, the evil spirits have reappeared because of the war, and have begun to invade all parts of Pandaria mainland?"
Kalimdor mainland, Yongye Palace, boss Hu finished listening to Baihu Xueran's narration, and pondered for a while.
The mainland of Pandaria has returned to the world. At present, there is silence in the world. Everyone is watching and watching, and no one has taken the first step.
Even the Shaohao dynasty is now observing the forces of the major camps in the world while considering its own political position.
"Isn't it a bit too hasty? You used the Naraksha engine as the power source. The mist was dispelled, but you also paid a huge price for forcing the war."
Bai Hu shook his head when he heard Yan Yan's expression of frustration.
"We also have no way to do it. The two timelines are fully integrated, and the mist that enveloped the Pandaria continent has really started to increase accordingly. So at that time we thought that we could n’t wait any longer and must act immediately. Success, we are not sure whether the Naraksha engine can force the fog through. "
One plus one is far greater than two, and the two fogs are in one. If the mainland of Pandaria really can't get out, it's a miserable one.
"Well, it's the same reason, decisive point, at least now there is no barrier of fog, Pandaria mainland is completely in line with the outside world, the current top priority is to eliminate those evils."
"Yes, there is no fog barrier now. I think the portal can be used. The largest portal is in my Baihu Temple in the Winter Spring Valley area. It serves as the main channel to and from Pandaria mainland. After busy working on the matter at hand, he should send a messenger group to the Alliance and the Horde. "
Boss Hu nodded immediately, "Yes, but now it's an eventful season, because the two timelines are fully integrated, so Azeroth World is currently a mess, so take it slowly step by step, don't worry."
At this time, the eldest son of a stepped in and interrupted the conversation.
"God Lord, King Varian of the Storm Kingdom has heard from them that they have received the news of the crashed Skybreaker. They seem to have crashed on the back of God Mako, and they have come into contact with the local Pandaren Knowing that the Mako is the mount of your old pandaren friend Liu Lang, so I notified us immediately. "
"Ah, Liu Lang's divine son, Missing Island." Bai Hu said to herself, shaking the tiger's head with emotion.
"Are you sure about the specific location of God Mako?" Boss Hu frowned.
The eldest son of the nodded immediately, "It has been confirmed, and the report issued by Potian said that the wreckage after the crash of the airship and the impact force at the time of the crash caused considerable damage to the Mako. Now the wreckage of the airship has been savage again. Occupied by the lizardmen, they united the pandaren on the island and are now in the process of sacking and expressing their need for reinforcements. "
Boss Hu nodded and looked at Bai Hu.
"Let Zhu He Chi Jing come over and you will not be healed. You can't do much to help God's injury. Go back and sit on the mainland of Pandaria to stabilize the situation and let Zhu He go with the reinforcements."
After all, he looked at the eldest son of God standing by.
"Respond to Stormwind City immediately, and say that the reinforcements will be sent from the Dark Empire, so they don't have to worry about it."
The eldest son of God immediately retired.
Baihu also got up at this time, ready to leave.
"I immediately returned to the mainland of Pandaria and contacted Zhu He to let him come. God Mako must not die. That is a symbol of the pandaren ’s adventurous spirit. There are a large number of pandaren travellers who dare to take risks, although they are no longer the people of the dynasty , But they are pandaren after all. "
"Relax, I know."
Boss Hu nodded again.
Northrend continent, keel wilderness area, Moyaki port.
The walrus people cheered at Agrama, who had returned triumphantly.
The huge bonfire was ready long ago, and this happy celebration rally welcomed the last important participant and officially started.
"Respect the Titans, ha ha ha! Respect our great guardian!" The walrus people held up their wine glasses and burst into loud cheers again.
Aggramar stood in the center, laughing and raised the rough wooden cup in his hand, turning around to accept the gift.
The banquets here are not as sacred and solemn as the Pantheon, nor do they have the atmosphere of the Pantheon, nor the Titans who do not have the Pantheon to speak loudly about the great topic of saving the universe.
The banquet here has only a rough big bonfire, and the topic of conversation is only trivial things in daily life, not to mention in the universe, even on the planet Azeroth.
Vulnerable races such as walrus people have a very low sense of existence in this world, no one cares about them, and no one is interested in pulling them to join. Their understanding of power is extremely superficial, and many thinking about high-level existence are Conceived, they were worried about a few secular gold coins.
If an elf or an orc dies unexpectedly, it will immediately cause great waves, and if a walrus man dies, no one will care about where he is rotten.
The world has nurtured all creatures, but it has never given them equality and justice. This is the cruel reality. The mainstream race and the vulnerable race have different treatments.
I have been to Suramar, Stormwind City, Orgrimmar, and the so-called mainstream race. Their civilization is prosperous and strong. They claim to be the spokesperson and pioneer of the world. And the cold and realistic city, Agrama does not have much memory.
And here, everything is so primitive and rough, everything is so inferior, none of these disadvantaged races can even represent their own regime, but here, everything is so peaceful again, Agrama feels herself The heart seems to be more pleasant.
They are not degenerate, not to mention chaotic. They also have the power to survive, and no one has the right to deprive them, not even the Pantheon Titan.
Because of the inertia of thinking, it is necessary to purify the flesh and blood creatures in one bite, which is the origin of chaos. Isn't the Pantheon on another extreme road?
Perhaps this is where the meaning lies, and it seems that he has found a new goal.
However, Agrama is very convinced that this is not the point Sarodal wants to make himself clear ~ EbookFREE.me ~ breaks through and stands, but the same is not what was planned.
Sarodar, stripping all his coats, is actually the spokesperson of the powerful mainstream race and the embodiment of the noble class in the world. The mainstream race regards him as the of eternal justice, because Sarodar is fully in their interests.
Sarodar led them to invade other timelines, invade other worlds, plunder and kill, enslave and extinct, and transfuse blood for the native world of Azeroth. The whole world of Azeroth is a huge selfish group.
So the world worships him, worships him, is willing to let him mediate internal contradictions, and even put Sarodal on top of the Pantheon, and even supports Sarodar to create a new Pantheon, working against the old system.
Because their interests are one, is this not the case?
Sarodal is not wrong, but he is not right, justice of all things does not exist with him.
So I need to speak for all the disadvantaged groups.
Sarrodar doesn't care, Azeroth doesn't care, then it's up to you.