The waiting time was anxious, and looking at the constantly brightening sky, Musaro's heart couldn't help but become more and more chaotic.

When he knew that they were about to be abandoned by his allies, he realized that something was wrong, that there was no other law of survival on this continent, only the cruel law of the jungle.

Originally, they were a race at the top of the food chain, dominating the tribe with trolls and minotaurs.

And even compared to the alliance formed by the five major races, their tribe did not have any weaknesses, but this time it was different.

Musaro believed that if it hadn't been before Draenor's expedition, even if the orcs had attacked the High Elves, it wouldn't have mattered much.

If they fail, they will only need to retreat to their home city, Orgrimmar, and if they succeed, the High Elves will become their slaves.

But now it is different, the status of the High Elves in the continent has been completely changed by one person, or one race, that is, the Yanhuang clan who owns Fang Hua.

Their appearance has caused a great change in the form of the continent all of a sudden, not to mention that there are now ten demigods in them alone.

The strength of the five demigods of the Yanhuang clan itself is already very terrifying, although they are still demigods in their own energy level, but their own combat power is a cut above the demigods of other races.

There are also the three demigods of the Moonblade Tiger Clan, although one of them is missing now, everyone believes that the demigod is not dead, but is just missing for the time being.

It's not impossible if it suddenly pops up one day, and then call the draenei and the pandamen to have a demigod each.

These major races can be said to be vassals of the Yanhuang tribe now, although nominally they are cooperative with the Yanhuang tribe.

Musaro, however, knew that they would never go against any of the will of the Yan and Huang tribes without infringing on their racial interests.

Then the orc's attack on the High Elves this time is equivalent to stabbing a hornet's nest and provoking ten demigods at once, how can the orcs bear it.

Even if the entire tribe does not have ten demigods, three orcs and two trolls and two minotaurs, whether these seven demigods are the opponents of the five demigods of the Yanhuang clan itself is still a question.

What's more, there are five more on the other side, if it is just like this, there is still a little hope for the three major races of the tribe to join hands to fight the enemy, but what about those people in the alliance.

The alliance is not vegetarian, and it has been able to compete with the tribe for so long, and the strength of the alliance itself cannot be underestimated!

What made Musaro feel most desperate was that those soldiers of the Yanhuang tribe, their combat effectiveness was simply amazing, although the number was not large, but who knew how many such soldiers there were in the Yanhuang tribe.

So upon learning that the Great Chief had led an attack on the High Elves in an unprovoked and aggressive manner, Musaro felt that the sky was about to fall.

Fortunately, Bloxes told him that the Great Chief was being controlled, and the first thing he thought of was that he had to meet Fang Hua and explain the matter clearly.

If Fang Hua decided to let them go, then things would be very simple, they could make great concessions, it was not cowardice but for the continuation of the race.

But once Fang Hua decided to turn against them, then Muzarro knew that there might really be no soil on this continent where orcs could live.

Not only did he know this, but even the other two races of their tribe were also very clear, so it was not surprising that those two races were shaken at this time.

Musaro didn't blame them, but he still wanted to fight for the orcs for a last chance, and just when Musaro was anxious, Fang Hua and the three of them lifted the curtain and walked in.

Musaro looked at Fang Hua with a look of hope, and Fang Hua nodded a little tiredly, they had just had a meeting with the leaders of the other major races of the alliance over there.

All races except Fang Hua believed that no matter what the truth of this matter was, orcs were no longer a race that could be trusted.

So even if their Great Chief is controlled this time, then when their High Chief is rescued, the orcs will no longer enjoy the treatment at the top of the food chain.

The orcs must be dispersed and no longer form a large whole.

The best thing to do is to divide the territory occupied by the orcs by the rest of the races on the continent, and each race is divided into a small area for the orcs to live in.

If this is the case, then the orcs will become a race like the boar people or centaurs in the future, although there is still a certain threat, but it will never shake the status of any major race.

But Fang Hua had a different opinion, he had a good impression of the tribe before, and he knew that the current peaceful situation on the mainland was almost created by him.

If they leave, the decades-long war on the continent will continue, and the things he doesn't want to see may happen again.

In order to prevent those tragedies from happening again, Fang Hua decided to do what he could, and now he had the star map of Azeroth.

Moreover, after systematic affirmation, this continent is a continent that is in the same plane as him, but they all live in all corners of the universe.

The legend that the so-called Creation Titans explored most of the universe before, it was just the Titans who explored the star field where they were located.

Fang Hua's fleet could jump here from Murray at any time, so he would have the ability to find a planet suitable for each of these races to live on.

That's what he thinks and does, and now his fleet has begun to prepare, as long as his mission here is successful, he can make a space jump to get here.

This idea came to Fang Hua after he borrowed the Storm Fortress and obtained the star map of Azeroth, and he tried to use the Storm Fortress to contact his fleet, and he was able to get him to contact him.

This made him extremely excited, but his mission here was not successful, and his fleet could not jump here.

I don't know why the system in my body has such great ability, and I actually blocked this star field before my mission was successful.

I successfully contacted my fleet before, and the system told him that it was a bug, and now it has been blocked by the system.

Although Fang Hua was not satisfied with the system's approach, he really didn't have any way to deal with the system, and only when the planet he controlled became a second-level top civilization, it was possible to touch the edge of the system.

These were all told to him by the damn system, and when he thought of the smug look of the system when he spoke, Fang Hua hated the root of his teeth.

You say you're an electronic synthesizer, and you're not tired of speaking in that tone!

But all this gave Fang Hua the confidence to take the next step, that is, the Great Migration of Races, and now if the orcs agree, then they will be the first to migrate!