Godau's nodded, the elementals naturally had their own way of communicating with each other, and Godau's already knew about Thrall's request.

"Godau's want to help, but the other world is too far away for me to help you with a land I don't know."

Thrall wasn't surprised by this, and the other elemental wrath couldn't help for the same reason: it wasn't their world, and they didn't know much about Azeroth.

A thought suddenly occurred to him: "Godau, there is a portal before the remnants of Azeroth and Draenor. It had been shut down so that the destruction of Draeenor would not spread to my world. Now, if I can't stop it, the sickness of the world of Azeroth will spread to your world as well. Can't you really help me? Helping me may be equivalent to protecting the Outlands. ”

Godau's voice was as he listened to Sal's words: "Godau's understanding of the need for things, but Godau's need to repeat----- Godau's understanding of the world, Godau's understanding of the world, but Godau's inability to give an accurate one about a strange world. The giant creature slowly knelt down, grabbed a handful of dirt, and shoved it into his mouth in front of Sal's surprised gaze: "By tasting it, I can know where this piece of dirt came from and what secrets it contains." ”

Sal's eyes widened, and he suddenly came to the idea, is it that simple?

As a top shaman, Thrall always carried a small portable altar with him---- a feather for air, a small cup for water, and flint and velvet for fire......

…… A small stone representing the earth, and now he groped his hands in the magic bag with trembling fingers, his heart intertwined with hope and fear, and finally, Thrall pulled out his hand, and placed the small stone in his palm.

This is a small piece of the element from Azeroth, and other things flint, flint, water glasses, and feathers are just symbols, but this stone is the element itself that exists in the world of Azeroth.

Godau...... There's a rock from my world here. If you can get any information from this, I beg you, please let me know. ”

Godau's eyes were down, the stone was small, but it was rich in elemental essence, Godau's bent down and stretched out his giant hand, and Thrall put the stone into his palm.

"It's not enough for Godau, he muttered, but Godau's will try" This elemental essence is too small, but the Elemental Fury is the size of a knuckle.

Godau's swallow of the stone anyway, and Thrall watched as it disappeared into the massive throat. He glanced at Agna, who spread her hands and shrugged, as bewildered as Sal.

Godau's sudden roar was completely different from before: "The earth shouldn't be like this, no, this stone is angry and frightened, something makes it like this!" ”

Thrall listened with bated breath.

"There was someone who used to be powerful, full of wisdom, who was calm, but now he was in madness. He used to be the pillar of that world, but now he has chosen the path to darkness. Your world has suffered a great deal of damage and is now healed----- but in the wrong way, anger and destruction, riot and fire, and the one who wants to harm the earth will destroy your world. ”

Finally, Godau's words were word-for-word: "It must be stopped!" He stomped his foot, and the earthquake trembled. Godau's rage, he felt the crisis of the land for the second time, the first time was the collapse of the world of Draenor.

This one...... Somebody, Thrall thought, was once a pillar of Azeroth, and even the great elemental wrath feared its coming.

Godau's hand was raised, and he pointed his finger at Thrall: "You listen to this frightened elemental essence, the screams he makes, the screams of all the elements that perceive it all, the tremors of the earth, the waves, the fires---- those are all elements telling you that they are afraid, they are afraid. You have to protect them from harm...... In other words, not to be completely destroyed! ”

"What should I do? Please let me know! "Thrall can't calm down anymore, and it's a matter of Azeroth's survival.

Godawu shook his huge head, he didn't know what to do: "Maybe other shamans can hear the stone's frightened screams, they might know." But I have to tell you, I've tasted something like this before. When the world was about to be torn to shreds, I tasted almost the same fear, the fear of being destroyed, being torn apart. ”

Hearing Godau's words, Thrall immediately thought of his teacher, Drektar, whose dream was correct, while all of us took it as a dream.

Perhaps, the people who have been talking in their dreams are the so-called top shamans themselves.

Godau's turn and strode away, and Thrall stared at his back in shock.

"He ate the stone you gave him." Agna walked up to Sal and said, "Can he help?" ”

"Yes," Sal replied, his voice as weak as a whisper, and Sal cleared his throat before shaking his head. "Godau's told me that this stone is afraid, that all the elements are afraid, that they know that something terrible is coming, that something that was once good and in harmony with the world is now dark and depraved, that it wants to destroy the world, that it burns and harms the land of Azeroth."

Thrall turned to face Agna: "One last point. I must go back to Azeroth. I figured that if I really couldn't do anything, the Elemental Fury wouldn't help me, and I had to figure out what the Elementals were afraid of...... And do everything in my power to stop it. Because the fear of that stone is the same as that of Draenor felt, right here."

"Just before the world was torn apart." Agnar's eyes widened in horror, Durotal of Azeroth was the last land the orcs could rely on, and if Azeroth was destroyed, then what would happen to the orcs. "Yes, Gouyle. All shamans will give you your support, and we must not allow such a catastrophe to happen again! ”

Agna is not stupid, having watched the world of Draenor fall apart, she knows all too much how important it is to have a land that can be safe and stable. The Maghan orcs were reluctant to come to Azeroth because Nagrand was their home, but with the collapse of the world of Draenor, Nagran was also in danger, and for the sake of the continuation of the Maghan orcs, they had to leave Nagrand to find their compatriots who had taken root in Azeroth.

Now that Durotal was the last place for the tribe to survive, Thrall would not let Azeroth follow in Draenor's footsteps.