Waking up from a big dream, Sal has a special complex feeling for his "best friend" whom he has never met, and hopes to meet him as soon as possible, because they share the same philosophy, are committed to maintaining world peace, and are like-minded comrades-in-arms. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But for the future love, the charming female shaman, he is full of disgust and rejection.

Thrall didn't want to admit that he still hadn't forgotten the human girl, the girl he thought was his sister, Taresha.

Now he can't accept another affection at all, and if another affection is imposed on him, it will not be salvation for him, but an insult.

Young Thrall has been regarded by most orcs as a wise representative and a reliable leader.

But it was still a young man after all, dreaming back to the power of the Bronze Dragon Clan in the Cave of Time, and his eyes were also full of faint longing and urgency.

If that dream is true, then is this an early reward from Mother Earth for saving the world many times in the future?

If he could go back in time, would he be able to change the event that he would regret for the rest of his life?

This is just as important to him at this moment as saving the world, because it is saving himself!

Sal knew he shouldn't have thought that way, let alone done that.

But it's like he knows he shouldn't reject the orc female shaman who will be good to him in the future, but he still can't accept her.

There are too many things in people's lives that they know they shouldn't do, but they have to do, because people have feelings, and feelings always bring irrationality and impulsiveness.

Maybe Sal, who is maturing step by step, can be relatively sane, but the young Sal can't!

He was about to order the summons of the guards and secretly go to Tanaris to find the mysterious Cave of Time and communicate with the Bronze Dragons in the Cave of Time.

In Orgrimmar's Hall of Glory, in front of a legendary shaman, the four elements that were stable in the air suddenly fluctuated abnormally!

This almost made him wonder if he had hallucinated or witnessed an unprecedented anomalous elemental riot*, which contradicted the theory of elemental stability, or if it was some kind of prophecy or warning from the elemental god!

The anomalous fluctuations of the elements did not cause any evil consequences, and suddenly Sal appeared in front of him with Garrosh Hell's Roar!

Sal opened his mouth slightly, looking at the "little roar" who was more mature than him, and could no longer look at it in a way that looked at the juniors!

It wasn't the young orc he admired and worried about, but it gave him a strange sense of familiarity, fate weaving together between two people who had never met.

"Garosh?"

Sal asked tentatively, having just experienced another dream with a vivid memory, letting him know that there is a miracle in this world called time travel.

The answer to him was not the slightly swaying Angzang orc, as if drunk, but a golden pillar shadow that followed the sky!

"Gouyle!

Garrosh's voice rang out as Thrall was holding up the Stormhammer, and Thrall wouldn't stay out of the way without his request.

Holding the artifact warhammer inherited from the old leader, Thrall relied on the favor of the four elemental gods to easily twist the elemental power of those unusually violent * into one and use it for him again!

Earth, water, fire, and wind, the four elements, only by obtaining the approval of the elemental gods, can they fundamentally borrow the power of these four elements.

The heaviness of the earth, the raging waves of the water, the fierceness of the fire, the roar of the wind.

The most special aspect of the four elements is completely vividly displayed by Saar.

Ordinary mages use the elements, in fact, to bind them with arcane magic, so that they can be reordered, so as to form all kinds of effective spells, which is a kind of enslavement of the elements, which is not recognized by the elemental gods, so it is called magic.

The shaman's use of the elements is more in line with nature, and the performance is more casual and wild, without the precision and accuracy of magic, of course, before becoming a legendary shaman, there are also fixed skills and spell-casting skills.

Respect for the elements is something that humans can never learn from orcs!

Thrall's Storm Warhammer directs the four elemental forces that converge into one force, and with the energy generated by their collision with each other, it drives the turbulence of the air current, which is like releasing the power of the elemental collision explosion in a directional manner, which is an extremely amazing way to use elemental power, requiring extremely high elemental affinity spell attainments!

Rumble!!!

The Storm Hammer blesses the power of lightning with the power of lightning for the pillars of air formed by the four elements, and lightning is a derivative force that can only be produced after the wind element alone and quickly rubs alone, with the scorching heat of fire, faster than the wind, and full of the breath of destruction!

The energy turbulence and the golden pillar shadow collided together, almost annihilating in unison!

Thrall's eyes widened, and in order to save the mysterious man who was seven points similar to Little Roar and three points like Grom, he almost did everything he could, and he was ready for the dome of the Hall of Glory to be blown away by the elemental turbulence, a violent force that could destroy the human castle!

As a result, when the energy turbulence was completely annihilated, there was still a wisp of the golden pillar shadow, which turned into a stick shape and slammed into the knife face of Garrushh's block!

Syllable!!!

Like the voice of the bronze bell Da Lu, the aftermath of the explosion immediately staggered Sal, which was the opposite of Fang Cailiang's annihilation.

The shadow of a stick that changed from the thickness of a bucket to a normal size has only one stick head, but it has the power to make Sal frightened!

Even Sal couldn't stand on his feet in the aftermath, and if he changed to an ordinary orc, he was afraid that he would be blown directly into the wall and hit his head and bleed!

You must know that Thrall is not only a legendary shaman, but also a warrior at the top hero level, with a lot of warrior attainments and related professional levels!

One side of the knife blocked the shadow of the stick, and the other side slammed into Garrosh, almost breaking his bones all over his body!

Garrosh spurted blood and fell to the ground with a bang!

He is a dignified demigod-level warrior, perhaps due to his clever promotion method, he will never be able to go further, and the fusion with the fragments of time has also made him lose the immortal characteristics of the indigenous demigod forever.

But his physique was absolutely powerful, much stronger than those natural demigods, and with the support of his amazing combat skills, he even felt that he could easily slay a garbage demigod like Cenarius, the guardian of the jungle.

It was such a powerful demigod who, after the disappearance of the stick shadow, collapsed on the shattered floor of the Hall of Glory like a dead dog with a knife, and immediately fell into a state of near death.

It is conceivable that if Sal hadn't been a catastrophe for him, I am afraid that Garrosh, who was already seriously injured, would not have even a bit of scum left under Sun Wukong's casual stick!

Garrosh relies on his combat skills to dare to claim to be a powerful demigod, and Ling Qi can use his magic to fight with weak true gods, Sun Wukong, that is a pervert who casually dares to fight to the death with any true god!

Thrall ran to Garrosh in three steps and two steps, and helped him up, and the majestic power of the water elemental began to converge towards him, turning into a warm current, nourishing the strange and familiar orc in his arms, and holding his last breath!

Who is this orc who looks exactly like Garosh!

Who is it! Who is it that delivered such a terrible blow!

Sal's mind was full of questions, and he had long since left his dreams and plans behind.

Perhaps, if Thrall's dreams had been clearer and he had remembered more of them, he would never have been stranger to the familiar and unfamiliar orcs in front of him.

A new storm swept over the northerly tundra of Northrend, and the yak people hid in their shacks, not knowing whether they were afraid of the changing weather or the new owners of Northrend.

Ling Qi stood in the wind and snow, looking in the direction of Orgrimmar, surprised that the mysterious orc had escaped with it, and thought about one more thing before the end of the mission, that is, to kill this fight.

There is revenge and revenge, and there is revenge and revenge, and this is not in vain.

As for not being able to find him, that can't be.

As long as he is not dead, as long as he is still in this plane, then the position of the mysterious orc is as bright as a lighthouse in the dark, and it is really arrogant to not see it.

Ling Qi had already mastered the power of the rules of time and space derived from the Moonlight Treasure Box, and had the trait of insight into the true situation of people with the same power, perhaps this was not only a thorough understanding of the anomaly of time and space, but also a trace of fate, but Ling Qi did not know it!

Fate is something that is difficult for all saints to explain, time is a realm that saints and specific beings can only involve, and in time, Ling Qi is deeper than most gods!

It was only because of the unfamiliarity with the rules of time, and the inevitable differences between the planes, that Ling Qi always lingered in front of that dim node, not daring to take a step beyond the thunder pool and try a wonderful time journey.

The rules of space are what he has dabbled in a lot so far, and he can be called a master of spatial abilities.

The mysterious orc that made him look like a beacon, but what he locked on his body was by no means some ability to disturb space, but the distortion of time, the distorted time that had been bound to him for a long time, and the thick flail formed, maybe even the orc himself didn't notice it!

This is just like what Ling Qi had experienced in the Dark Age plane, and he was also entangled by the chaotic power of time and space, but at that time he had no reference, he was at a loss, but fortunately, the master had already washed away the chaos of time and space on his body and removed the troubles!

Garrosh was entangled in the power of chaotic time and space, far less severe than he was at the time, but more stubborn, more complex, layered, clueless, and more troublesome to deal with.

I should really wonder how he got into so much "trouble", how he could still move freely, and even exert a normal level of combat effectiveness, and how many times he had experienced "crossing".

Ling Qi guessed that it might be because he was a member of the native parallel plane after all, an indigenous demigod, naturally protected by the plane, and he did not wreak havoc in the same plane.

Garrosh must rejoice that he has always traveled to different points in time in different parallel planes.

If he had been repeatedly appearing and disrupting the order at different points in time on the same plane, then he would have been entangled by a lingering thread of time chaos, constantly tightened, and finally died because of the excessive use of the power of the rules of time, and he would have been wiped out, and he couldn't wait for others to chase him down!