Vol 2 Chapter 807: : Dialogue 35 years ago

Thirty-five years ago, parallel Draenor World, Nagrand Prairie.
There is no clutter and broken floating gravel, and there is no colorful turbulent flow of the universe. Nothing can be seen on the marginal prairie. Everything is so peaceful.
On a small hill with beautiful scenery and a pleasant heart, two uninvited guests have been sleeping here for several days.
Garrosh scrutinized the landscape of the nearby area over and over again. For several days, he did not find any traces of the Warsong clan scouts. This small hill is the edge of the Warsong clan territory. There is no need to patrol here.
The hordes of ogres will only come from the direction of the hanging mallet in the west, while the other orc clans come from the east. If Garrosh remembers correctly, no one will come to hunt this season, hunting month Not long ago.
He still remembers that he was very young when he stood on this hill last time. . .
No, he was not standing on this hill when he was young, nor was he climbing these trees, nor was he crossing the grass with this finger, this is a completely different parallel world.
But grandmother. . .
Thinking of this, Garrosh sighed heavily. He missed Grandmother Gaiaan. He also knew that his escape and disappearance would surely make his grandmother very worried and anxious. He had failed his grandmother and was sorry for her.
Although Garrosh is extreme and sometimes stunned, he is not a fool without political IQ. He knows that if he continues to go to jail honestly and waits for the trial of the whole people, tribal officials will surely save himself. Lifeless worries.
Thrall will intervene, Grom will intervene, all the orcs who remember their good will intervene, and Gaiaan grandmother will also give up her old face and don't interfere.
Do n’t underestimate the seemingly powerful orc grandmother. The two generations of chieftains of the tribe have respected her and have relatives. Even King Saurfang has great respect for her, so Gaia If Grandma Ann really stood up to speak, all orc bosses would give a big face.
But now, he is still jailbroken. Presumably, the tribal officials must be extremely angry at the moment, and Gaiaan's grandmother must be worried about herself.
Forgive me, grandmother, and say goodbye.
Thinking of this, Garrosh sighed again.
"The world you see now will not be exactly the same as the world of Draenor you lived in before. I spent my whole life to understand the space-time tunnel and the flow of time. I have seen countless parallel worlds in the quicksand of time, If you have to compare the specific shapes of each blade of grass one by one, you will definitely drive yourself crazy, as if not like it. "
Kairoz sat by the extinguished bonfire, and said to Garrosh, who shook his head, apparently did not want to say anything to this tedious bronze dragon.
What time-streaming expert do you want! This is not the first time you have truly arrived in a parallel world.
Garrosh didn't reply, he stood up, raised his hand to block some dazzling sunlight, and stared at the prairie near sunset.
This hill is a safe place to rest after all. If there are unscrupulous intruders or attackers, the low and lush grass below the hill can easily expose it.
At this moment, a violent wave of energy came suddenly, and Garrosh turned around with doubt, looking up at the giant golden beam of energy on the far side of the sky, which was the direction of Shadowmoon Valley.
Draenei? What the are they doing? The draenei in this period should not be low-key and non-existent.
"It should be some small deviations in the parallel world, don't care, they can't turn over big waves."
Kairoz also saw the beam of holy light, but this bronze dragon did not care, and stood a big one.
Subsequently, Kairoz lay lazily and placed the huge curved hourglass in his hand in front of his eyes, blocking the sun in the sky. This large hourglass flashed under the refraction of a campfire and the rays of the setting sun With a bronze light.
"Don't care about draenei, I suggest you to act according to my plan, immediately contact the Warsong clan, report your surname of roar and your relationship with Grom, so ...
"In this way, maybe Blood Roar will cut off you and my head. Are you a fool? Let me go to the Warsong clan and tell Grom that I am his son?" Garrosh looked back. Xiang Binglong answered coldly.
Kairoz snorted with a sniffle, and the high-elf-like pride expression on the face of the orc avatar was particularly abrupt, with a strong sense of violation.
"Your father and his little axe can't hurt me at all, unless he has wings."
Garrosh laughed a few times and shook his head. Now that Garrosh has a deeper understanding of the ignorance and arrogance of this bronze dragon.
Hell's roaring "little axe" blood roar, can't hurt your bronze dragon? It really is. . . Ok. . . Speechless.
It seems that a high-level abyss lord brother thought so, and it seems that a certain forest deity lord thought so too.
Oops, isn't he a tiny orc, what can he do to me!
Well, how you know it best.
"If you want to ~ EbookFREE.me ~ you can try it yourself, under the axe of the blood roar, you are not a big dragon."
Kairoz smiled, disapproving, apparently disdain to continue to discuss this topic that was superficial and stupid in his opinion.
"So ... did you make a decision? What should I do next?"
"Yes." Garrosh nodded slightly.
"What is it?"
Garros controlled his tone as much as possible, "We should part ways."
He answered.
This ignorant, bronze dragon, he had something in his heart, and Garrosh was also clear.
First there was the demon of the Burning Legion, and then this bronze dragon. They tried to control and enslave the orcs one by one, turning the orc tribe into tools that they could use.
But the orcs will never be enslaved. If you want to enslave the orcs, then you first try the taste of the orc axe.
If this Kairoz knew something, this was his last chance.
You walk your way through the Yangtze, I cross my single-tree bridge, and the orcs are not cowards who don't understand gratitude. If they get together well, maybe they will be able to cooperate again in the future to make him a friend of the tribe in this parallel Draenor world.
It's a pity that Kairoz didn't seem interested in it.
He doesn't want to be a friend of the tribe, he wants to be the master, he wants to get more, not just to gain some friendship and gratitude.