Azeroth’s Death Track

Are you really going to leave?

In the city of Orgrimmar, in Grommash Fortress, Garrosh looked at Thrall, who was carrying a package, wearing shaman robes, and carrying the Hammer of Doom. The orc warlord couldn't help but say:

Can't you stay a little longer? Yolin and the others are rushing back, at least have a few more glasses of wine with us.

Stop it, Garrosh.

Thrall looked open-minded, he winked at Garrosh:

Don't make it the same as parting from life and death. It's not like I can't come back. I just left Orgrimmar temporarily. The intersection of the elemental realm and the present world is not yet stable. In the next few years, I will focus on there. , I will return when Dranosh takes office as Warchief.

I know.

Garrosh cursed unhappily:

I just feel aggrieved. You are obviously a qualified chief, and everyone believes in you. Just because of the persecution of a group of old men, you are going to leave your hometown. I have never felt that those old men are so hateful.

But they are right to be concerned, Garrosh.

Thrall sighed, and he said:

I bear the authority of the earth, which is a force that disrupts the balance. Although I know that I will not use it to do anything wrong. But as long as I exist in Orgrimmar for a day, the surrounding forces, large and small, will not be at ease. Even the tauren And the trolls will alienate us... the day I take on this power, I will no longer be a mere orc.

The Forgotten Kings will not allow me to wield this power as an orc. I must be a neutral, an absolute neutral.

Having said that, Thrall shrugged his shoulders. This wise orc knew all the truths, and these truths allowed him to maintain an optimistic attitude. Carrying the package on his back, he reached out and patted Garrosh on the shoulder, saying:

I'm leaving now, and I will contact you by letter later. By the way, pursue Agna well. She is a good girl. When you get married, I will go to Nagrand to attend the wedding! Hahaha, maybe your children will also He will choose the way of shamanism, and I am happy to be his mentor.

My child will not become a shaman!

Garrosh laughed too, helping Thrall carry a box. As the two walked out, Garrosh said:

The members of the Hellscream family will be the best fighters. Besides, my old man is still staring at me...Recently, I have to allocate some of my clan members to return to Draenor to rebuild the Warsong clan in Nagrand Grassland. Busy... alas, everyone is busy, and the mess left by the end of the war has left us with no time to drink now.

Stop complaining.

Sal laughed:

Orcs have never been afraid of war, but we will not desire war. The future era is destined to be an era of peace. By the way, I heard that the goblins of the Steamwheedle Consortium and the Bilgewater Consortium have restarted their 'Project Stars', Our orcs are not as good in this aspect, so I told Dranosh not to miss the opportunity to join forces with those goblins and push our orc civilization into the stars.

Well, I'll remind him.

Garrosh walked around the door of Grommash Keep, and when he stepped out of the hall, he suddenly saw a figure waiting in front of him. Garrosh turned his head, winked at Thrall with a strange expression, then Shi Shiran dragged the box and left quickly. Thrall, who didn't know why, took a step forward and saw the figure blocking his eyes.

The figure that Thrall subconsciously avoided.

Sola.

Sora Saurfang, daughter of Warlord Brox, cousin of Dranosh, an outstanding female orc warrior, and admirer of Thrall.

Sal!

Sola folded his arms and carried a heavy battle ax on his back. Although he didn't wear armor, he looked like a warrior. She didn't look like a fan girl who said goodbye to her lover, she looked at Sal in front of her, a flash of determination flashed in her eyes, she took a step forward, just like a soldier stepping into the battlefield. She looked at Thrall, but Thrall's eyes were a little erratic, as if he didn't dare to look at Sola's blue eyes.

I know, you grew up in the human world. I know, you don't really understand the relationship between orcs.

Sora bravely and frankly said:

I can even guess that you will always feel uncomfortable talking about feelings with an orc like me. Talanji told me that your aesthetic views may be different from ours. In your eyes, I may be ugly.

Sora, I...

Let me finish!

Sola interrupted Thrall's rebuttal. The brave orc girl looked into Thrall's eyes and said:

But the people of the Saurfang family, whether they are men or women, have no tradition of hiding their feelings. You are leaving this city, I know, this is an order from the old men, and I will not force you to stay here ! But Sal... 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 never pester you again.

I also have my pride... Now, tell me your answer, Thrall.

Although what she said was decisive, there was still a trace of tension and expectation in Sora's eyes. After all, she was still a young girl, and she had never experienced real feelings. In the distance, Garrosh was sitting on Thrall's box, holding a piece of barbecue jerky from nowhere and a bottle of Dwarf Thunder Ale in his hand.

The unscrupulous warlord who was watching the emotional disputes of the former great chief, even called his rumored girlfriend Agna over.

Thrall had to make a decision immediately, otherwise if it dragged on, even Vol'jin and Baine would be called by Garrosh to watch the show.

I...

Sal was confused.

He didn't know how to answer Sola, he didn't dislike the straightforward girl in front of him. But he also admitted that in the past life, Sal used his sister Taresa as a template for his choice of partner.

After all, Taresa was always by his side when Thrall was growing up.

Tell me the answer! Thrall.

Sora clenched her fists:

Don't be a coward!

Forced by Sola's aura, Thrall even couldn't help taking a step back. He lowered his head, not daring to look into Sora's eyes. This gesture disappointed the orc girl. Sora bit her lip, but after a few minutes of silence, she sighed, turned around and left a little lonely.

Under the street lamp, Sora's shadow was stretched out.

But just after Sola took a few steps, her wrist was grabbed by Thrall.

Sola turned around, behind her, Thrall finally stopped evading, he looked at Sola seriously, and said:

Sola, I can't give you an answer right now.

As you said, a part of my soul is shaped by humans. I have always been at a loss about my identity, whether I am a beastman or a half-human, and it is even more difficult for me to cut off my feelings. But... ..if you can give me some time, maybe, I can try to accept the emotion that is very foreign to me...

You, would you like to leave with me?

Sal said seriously:

Would you like to try it 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 gleam. In the end, she broke free from Sal's hand, and walked forward without looking back. Behind her, Sal's face became more sad.

But Sora didn't leave.

She walked up to Garrosh and kicked Garrosh in the ass:

Go away!

Garrosh didn't dare to argue with this crazy woman, he could only watch Sola lift up Thrall's box, the orc girl in a long skirt with a battle ax turned her head to look at Thrall, she beckoned :

What are you waiting for? Come on!

If it's any later, we won't be able to catch the last steam train of the goblins.

Hearing this call, Thrall was stunned for a moment. He shrugged his shoulders and carried the package on his back. Amid Garrosh's kind and funny cheers, he quickly walked a few steps and came to Sora's side. Go to the gates of Orgrimmar.

In the new era, it is also time to start a new life.

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In Ulduar, the city of Titans, the mechanical guardian Mimiron holds a disk in his hand, which is the carrier of the valuable knowledge of the Titans.

The Doomsday War is over, and the guardians have repelled the wind elementals that invaded the world. Al'Akir, the wind rider, was cut through the body of the elemental body, and his heart of calm wind has been sent to the great lord Terry Raise your hand, it is said that that thing may become the energy source for the Dark Blade Legion to step into the death star sea.

Ragnaros, the king of fire, and the elemental heart of Therazane, the stone mother, have all been taken out.

In the current four-element world, except for Neptulon's Throat of the Abyss, the tide hunter, which remains calm, the other three elemental planes have all fallen apart. Ambitious elemental lords are trying to compete for the throne of the elemental lord, but just like the present world, in the elemental territory, there is a new order that has been reset.

The shamans and titan guardians of the Ring of the Earth are responsible for maintaining the stable integration of the elemental territory and the present world. They will no longer allow the rebellious elemental creatures to try to destroy the hard-won peace era of the present world.

However, for the guardians of the titans, the end of the doomsday battle is only because a new, unprecedented challenge falls on their shoulders.

swish

Mimiron put the disc in his hand into the Titan instrument, and a mechanical blueprint composed of blue projections appeared in front of his eyes.

It is a huge energy storage and release device. It is like an elongated water bottle, with several pipes extending outward from the top, and the overall shape is a sphere similar to the world frame.

The Furnace of Origin...is really a complex project.

Mimiron scratched his round metal head, and it whispered:

It can't be copied as it is. The Argus world is too dilapidated. It can't carry the complete facilities of the origin furnace. It needs to be simplified... well, to the greatest extent possible.

The mechanical guardian reached out and removed many unnecessary devices on the complex spherical instrument in front of him. He wanted to redesign a simple origin furnace mechanism.

Highlord Tyrion once promised the souls of the Titans that he would try to reshape the ecology of the world of Argus. This matter is not just talking, it is very complicated. After the end of the Doomsday War, this task fell into the hands of the guardians who are most familiar with Titan facilities. They must complete this design in the shortest possible time .

However, it is not enough to have complete blueprints and mechanical creations.

This thing is to be placed in the core of the world of Argus. That world is dilapidated and has experienced the most brutal war of the Doomsday War. It can be said that the world of Argus has come to the end of its collapse. If you are not careful, that world will immediately fall apart.

Muradin!

Mimiron activated the communicator, and before his eyes, a blue projection opened, and the figure of the diamond dwarf Muradin soon appeared on the communicator.

How is Argus doing now? Has the bug subsided?

No! They're still breeding.

The dwarf's gruff voice came, with undisguised worry in it:

After fighting the demons, not only did the number of bugs not decrease, but after the demons receded, they began to grow explosively. Now all the edible things in Argus are targeted by them. Fortunately, the druids The confinement set by the Aqir insects is still effective, they did not attack the sentinels stationed here.

But if they are allowed to continue to reproduce, then the situation will be difficult to say.

Muradin said to Mimiron in a cautious tone:

I heard from the sentinels of the Vanguard Army that human-shaped bugs appeared a few days ago, and they are quite intelligent. They are avoiding direct contact with sentries and observers... I think those bugs may know that we are going to What to do, and they're still trying to figure out how to survive.

It's an exaggeration.

The mechanical guardian raised his thick eyebrows, and he said in a screaming voice:

The evolution speed of the bugs should not be so fast, but this is not a big problem.

Muradin, you placed the World Beacon in the World Core under the Antoran Wasteland. Once we have made the origin furnace dedicated to Argus, we will send it over immediately. It should be in In the next few months, the reshaping of that world will be completed...the bugs will be decomposed by the energy of the Titans into the elements needed for 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 bugs, no one is more suitable for this kind of positioning and exploration tasks than Muradin. His diamond body, even if he let the bugs bite, those bugs would never think of hurting Muradin. Not even a tiny bit of Latin.

Lord Elune is still waiting.

Mimiron looked at the simplified blueprint in front of him, and the mechanical guardian said to himself:

Argus is a testing ground. Once the recovery of Argus is completed...then, I'm afraid it will be the search and resurrection of other Titan souls.

Glory of the Pantheon...

Sooner or later, it will illuminate the stars again! Order, that is the light of order.