In the savannahs of Nagrand, a majestic bonfire was raised, the Shadow Moon shamans who had regained the trust of the elements chanted songs of the past, the elemental awakened breeze blew across the grasslands, and the reunited orcs gathered around the flames, sharing the increasingly hard to come by.

It's been a long time since the children have seen such a lively scene, with children from different clans weaving through the crowd.

Compared to the heaviness and sorrow on the faces of the adults, after the complete collapse of the world order, these children are still good at making fun of suffering, but the laughter of the children gradually infected the adults, and after the Demon Blood Incident, the warriors of the reclusive clans who had died of old age slowly laughed as well.

Especially after the warriors of the Shadowmoon Clan brought out some fine wine, the atmosphere around the campfire quickly became lively, and one couldn't help but feel nostalgic for the orcs' twice-annual Kshhag festival 20 years ago, and some of the old orcs even shed tears.

Tempted by the devil to go to war, 20 years of brutal war, completely ruined the world, but now, seeing the remaining clans get together as before, maybe... Maybe there is a future in this world.

It has been 10 years since the shamans pacified the green-skinned orcs who were berserk by the demon blood with elemental spells, and in the self-weakening of the demon blood, these orc warriors can also control themselves, and those madmen who cannot control themselves have long since died in the brutal cannibalism and invasion of Azeroth.

"Behold, Wallock!"

A female orc holds Vallock. Sarufar's arm pointed to the orcs singing and dancing in front of the campfire, and tears welled up in her eyes, and she whispered:

"It's like we used to, we can go back in time, we still have hope, right?"

Faced with his wife's hopes, Sarufar's heart was very heavy, nearly 2 months ago, he returned from the Dark Gate, but before he could unite the three clans of the Hellfire Peninsula, the news of Chief Orgrim's defeat reached Draenor, this news almost broke Sarufar's will, and in despair, he refused Grom's retention, and returned to his hometown in Nagrand alone.

In the past 2 months, he has not picked up a weapon again, and the exhaustion from his soul makes him quietly accompany his wife as if he was like a few years ago, as if he will live like this for the rest of his life.

But the return of Naozu made Sarufar realize that the war was not over, and the elementals once again responded to the call of the shamans, which made Sarufar see a glimmer of hope for the future of the orcs, this time Naozu gathered the chiefs of all the clans, there must be a big event to announce, Sarufar knew very well that his peaceful life was likely to end here.

Thinking of the agreement between him and Tyrion, Sarufar's mood was a little low, and he could feel that maybe the day when the agreement would be fulfilled was approaching.

Thinking of this, Sarufar couldn't help but hug his wife tightly, and his wife also seemed to have a premonition of something, grabbed Sarufar's arm and whispered:

"Wallock, I went to see the Mother of Gaiaan today, you know, the Mother is also a shaman, she told me... I... I have your child. ”

"What?"

This sudden news made Sarufar stunned in place, he was a little at a loss, but then a touch of ecstasy made him can't help but hold his wife in the same place a few times, even the low emotions in his heart were washed away, he gently stretched out his hand, stroking his wife's flat belly, a new life is being born, that is the inheritance of Sarufar's blood.

After realizing that he had a child, the memories that he had feared before, those memories that he had not wanted to recall, came to Sarufar's heart again, he took his wife's hand, and whispered:

"I swear, Nora, that I will find a peaceful new world for you and your children, even if it costs me my life..."

"Don't, don't say that!"

Sarufar's wife, No, stretched her hand to cover her husband's mouth, and she leaned against Sarufar's chest, and she whispered:

"For a while, when you followed Chief Blackhan to fight in another world, I always had a premonition that I would lose you, and this time I was able to see you return safely, and I was extremely grateful to the ancestors for their favor, but that premonition became stronger and stronger, don't die, Wallock... Even if we die together in this world, don't leave me here alone. ”

"Don't worry, Nora!"

Sarufar patted his wife on the shoulder, "The elemental spirits have forgiven us, Neozu is looking for a way to heal the world, even if we enter Azeroth again, we won't lose... Trust me, I'll win a new world for you and Dranoche, that's my promise! ”

"Dranoche?"

"That's right! My child's name! The Heart of Draenor, even if it is for him, I will not fail, even if I climb out of the abyss of death, I will not fail again! ”

While Sarufar and his wife roamed the grasslands, within Voshugu, under the leadership of Naozu, all the remaining chiefs of the Draenor clans saw the remains of the monster-like Naruk Uray, and in the outpouring of the Ancestral Spirits, they learned the reason behind the disasters that had befallen Draenor in the past.

Especially after knowing that the demons will not give up on this world, all the chiefs realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Fate may not be changeable, but the end of the world is near, and if this is the fate of the orcs, then when it comes, I will gladly accept it."

Standing like a wand in front of Kwure, Naozu whispered to the chiefs who were watching him:

"But this fate was imposed on us by the Draenei! The exiles of the stars are the true root of all evil... We have to rebel against this fate, at least, at least we have to leave a spark for our children, for orc civilization! ”

"Bang"

The chieftain's staff struck the ground, awakening everyone:

"They are innocent! We have to save our race, someone has to bathe in blood, someone has to die for the future of the orcs, and we're going to take up arms again, but this time... This time, no longer for conquest, no longer for looting, no longer for satisfying our bloodthirsty desires! ”

"This time, the warriors of the tribe have come together to fight for survival, and we must find a new world for our people before the demons arrive! This will be the beginning of our atonement for Draenor! ”

"Great Chief!"

The shaman of the Whiteclaw tribe stood up, and with a hint of sadness, he cried out, "Are we going to give up our world like this? This shouldn't be Draenor's fate! The elements, the elements are still here, how can we give up? ”

"No one said they were going to give up on Draenor! White Claw! ”

Naozu opened his eyes, and he said in a deep voice:

"But before we fight to the death, we must first put our people in a safe place, believe me, chiefs, if the demons are going to defile our world, I will be the first to stand up and fight them, before I die, no one can destroy Draenor!"

"Huh"

Grom. Hell Roar stood up, and he cried his tomahawk and said in a loud voice:

"Now we all know the truth, everyone knows how hard it is for us to face everything, but no one will back down! Say, Great Chief, what are we going to do to save our children and our loved ones? ”

"Very well, then listen to me! Chiefs. ”

Naozu moved his fingers and took a white skull in his hand, and the dark green evil floating in the skull made all the chiefs frown:

"This is Gul'dan's head, and all the evil deeds that that traitor has done cannot be washed away even by a thousand cuts, but the remains he left behind can help us reopen the doors of darkness... I have identified three things that we must have, with which we can easily find the right world for us to live in among the stars. ”

"But reopening the Dark Gates this time is risky, the Alliance of the Other Worlds has defeated our united armies, so we can't go to all-out war with them! This will be a surprise attack, and once we have found the three things, we will all withdraw to Draenor, and at that point, I will immediately close the Dark Gate and stop them from pursuing. ”

"Hmph, after all, you're not going to send us to death?"

The chief of the Bone Eater clan snorted in disdain, and he looked at Neozu and Grom viciously, and he exclaimed:

"Even the 150,000 army has failed, and it is impossible for us to snatch back the treasure from those alliances, this is to send it to death, I won't do it!"

"Rubbish!"

"Chop!"

Two roars rang out in the crowd, and the blood roar in Grom's hand slashed at the chief of the Bone Eater Clan, and the orc scrambled to dodge, but the one-handed axe that slashed from behind easily sliced off his neck.

An orc, taller than the other orcs, carried the head of the Bone Devouring Clan chief and shouted:

"This is the fate shared by all orcs, and no one is immune to this! I will obey the orders of the Great Chief! ”

And the Warsong Chief who stood beside the tall and unusual orc, Grom waved his battle axe, and looked at the chief in front of him with red eyes, as if he was going to choose someone to devour.

"Who else is going to quit!"

This bloody scene stunned the remaining orc chieftains, and some of them turned around timidly to run away, but Kargas of the Shattered Hand Clan and Fenris of the Thunder King Clan blocked the exit one left and one right, and this time, all the chieftains knew about Neozu's intentions.

"It's like our warrior Lexa said... All orcs must work together to survive this catastrophe! ”

Nao Zu waved the staff in his hand, and the cruelty of the great chief of the orcs shone in his narrowed eyes, and he shouted loudly:

"We still have the edge, fools! The three great clans of Blackstone, Bloodring, and Dragon's Throat are still holding out in Azeroth, and there are still tens of thousands of prisoners of war left in the hands of the Alliance, as long as we join forces, it will not be a problem at all to grab the treasures we need! ”

"And I'm not talking to you about it! I'll ask again! Who else is going to quit! ”

The other chiefs who were pitted by the chiefs of several major clans looked at me, I looked at you, everyone understood that Nao Zu had really made up his mind this time, and at this juncture, as long as he dared to say a word, he would be killed in an instant.

Under the double threat of death and disaster, all the chiefs soon clapped their chests and promised to join the adventure.

This relieved Neozu, who flicked his fingers:

"Excellent! Everyone works together, there is no disaster that cannot be overcome, this time, let the Bone Devouring Clan be the vanguard! ”

On the other side, in one of the halls of the Dark Temple, a meditative Tyrion was awakened by the beating of the shadows, and he looked up, a sharp blade against his neck, as if it would cut his throat in the next moment.

"Is this game fun? Nassa? ”

The beautiful figure of the Blood Warden emerged in the darkness behind Tyrion, and hearing the unwavering voice of the Death Knight, Nasa snorted disdainfully, withdrew the dagger in her hand, and said through gritted teeth:

"Sooner or later, I will..."

"You're going to cut my neck, you've said that 73 times... Between your disrespect, I feel the need to give you a little "punishment"! ”

The Death Knight interrupted the threat of the Blood Warden, he stood up and looked back at Nasa in the shadows, his fingers moving, and the Warden's body immediately stiffened in the darkness.

"Tear up"

The bright red dress was torn open, and her beautiful body was exposed to the icy air, and the cold made Nasa goosebumps all over her body.

"What are you going to do!"

Nassar screamed, but soon, her voice became playful, and she even threw a teasing look at Tyrion before saying with malice:

"What do you want to do? Little Tyrion? Do you still have that feature? You want to threaten me? Let me be as good as your little pet Iriel? Don't be delusional! ”

The taunt made the Death Knight frown, and in the darkness, his ice-blue eyes turned blood-red, which made Nasa feel threatened, especially as Tyrion approached her and held her in his arms in an ambiguous gesture, Nassar's screams rang out again:

"I'm here to report the news! The orcs have gathered, and they are heading towards the Dark Gate! They're invading Azeroth again! Your plot succeeded, no! Let me go! ”

"Why be afraid?"

Tyrion's cold lips kissed Nassa's neck, and he whispered, "Didn't you say I couldn't hurt you?" Thanks for the message... But now, it's time to teach a lesson to pets who don't behave. ”

"Hiss"

Sharpened teeth pierced the skin on Nassa's neck, and Tyrion's voice sounded inside her:

"I remember you used to enjoy it... Look, Nassa, you're very bad, you have to understand that death is not evil! Nor is it a punishment ... Not having tasted this sweet kiss is the deepest regret in the world! ”

"Nope! I know it's wrong! No!! ”

Nassa's screams became strange in an instant, and the blood exchange between the two sides brought strange pleasure. The senses were interactive, but compared to Nassa's momentary downfall, Tyrion's emotions were unmoved, as if nothing had happened at all.

Her consciousness was like sinking into the strange pleasure of the flow of blood. In her increasingly coquettish voice, the slender arms wrapped around Tyrion's neck like a lover, getting tighter and tighter, like a couple who would never leave.

Eventually, at Nassa's high-pitched screams, her body collapsed into Tyrion's arms, and Tyrion's eyes grew colder and colder as she looked at her misty eyes.

"Comfortable, right? But have I allowed you to fall? You unbelawed subordinate! ”

"As punishment... Let's do it again. ”