Palkar will still keep his promises. Thrall was once Drektar's protégé, and the tribe of which he served as a chief was also established by Drektar himself. If Drektar wants to meet with Thrall, Palka will prepare for his mentor to go on his way tomorrow morning, or he can send a messenger to ask Thrall to come and meet Thrall.

The two lived on a hillside outside of Orgrim, guarded by orc guards at all sides, near the sea, where the wind howled in Palka's ears, mixed with the smell of dampness and cold.

Dreams are a common occurrence these days, and Palka is not happy about it, Drektar's aging only makes Palka deeply saddened, this old man has done so much for the tribe, Palka hopes that Drektar can live out his old age here.

Palka knew that compassion was meaningless for what had happened, for the past Drektar, in fact, Drektar's life had been much longer than most orcs, and deservedly full of glory, he was definitely a model for orc shamans.

The orcs dared to face their doom and knew how to obey their destiny when they rose up, and he began to care for Drektar when he was a child, and he swore to take care of Drektar until he took his last breath, no matter how painful it was to witness the slow failure of his mentor.

"Forget it, let's find the mage to convey the news to Thrall." He pulled the fur and wrapped it tightly around his burly body, the rain was still falling outside, and the drum beat on the roof, and Palka's figure walked towards Orgrimmar.

……

Everyone thought that the continent was safe for the time being, but a bigger rapids were brewing, and Enzos was preparing for a trial, and as the mastermind behind the top, he had found what he wanted, and now he only had to wait for the target to pass this trial before he would start the next step.

Quellins is still in the midst of a carnival celebration, and magical fireworks bloom all night as if they don't consume mana. The endless supply of delicious food and unlimited supply of good wine made the ambassadors of all the forces in the continent experience the luxury of the High Elves.

The dwarves' good wine, whether it is Furstad-Brute Hammer, Kudran, or Magni-Copperbeard, have all been drunk under the table, and the wine produced by the elves is not always available, and Patrick also specially made a kind of high-count wine for the dwarves.

And Ursok doesn't have any demigod shelves, he drinks with a wine barrel, and sometimes allows the children of the High Elves to ride on his back, he is a kind animal demigod, Tur-Angry Claw, Lynn Bluestone is restrained, but they don't understand the etiquette of the High Elves, they can only learn and sell now, which makes the High Elf attendants around laugh.

After the night, the ambassadors of the various ethnic groups woke up on their beds, and what they were waiting for was not good news.

Sal took the magic letter from Parca, which wrote everything that Drektar had said recently, the old shaman was already old, and Thrall's confidence in Drektar had been shaken by recent events.

But such a dangerous prophecy makes Sal in a dilemma, as a senior shaman, of course, Sal knows the truth of the shaman's prediction of the future, but whether Drektar's prediction is accurate is another question.

King Magni and Furstad-Hammer were both informed that Ironforge and Eagle's Nest had been hit by an earthquake, and that a large number of Hammer Dwarves who had remained in the Norryon Heights had fled to Kazmodan and Eagle's Nest.

Woking received news that there was a tsunami in the Echo Islands, and the sea was constantly washing over their former hometown, and the betrayer Zalazane intended to attack the village of Senjin and fled to the shore.

Sylvanas received news from Rotan de Gili that within the walls of Greymane, the Kingdom of Gilneth may have undergone a great change, many wolf-like creatures appeared in the Silver Pine Forest, and many refugees from the Kingdom of Gilney are scattering and fleeing.

This kind of similar news abounds, as if overnight, those evil forces have emerged, but when they see the disaster loss, everyone breathes a sigh of relief, at least there is not much property damage and human casualties, isn't it.

Thrall and Woking's faces are also relatively normal, the food supply of the tribe has always been a problem, in the past, they could only rely on Theramore and Ratchet City, and some of the trade from the Night Elves, but after having Quel'Thalas, the food supply is not rich, but there will definitely be no one starving to death, and the situation of the tribe is better than before, I don't know how much.

Magni and Furstad were concerned about what was going on in the Norryon Heights, why the scattered Hammer Dwarves had fled, and some of them had even fled to Kazmodan in a panic.

When all the leaders met again, they were unexpectedly silent, and there was a big incident within the tribes, but it was easy to solve it as long as everyone was here.

"Guys, I didn't expect us to hold an impromptu meeting." Patrick was the first to speak, the cataclysm would come early, it was basically a sure thing, and the Elder Gods really wouldn't give everyone a chance to breathe.

"It doesn't matter, we set up the Council of Tirisfa to defend the peace of Azeroth." Medivan gradually regained the shadow of the Guardian, and as the former guardian of the Tirisfa Council, he knew the duties of the Tirisfa Council best.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Patrick began: "It seems that my guess may come true. ”

"What speculation?" Sal's eyelids were stripped, and he had a bad premonition. And everyone is waiting for the following.

"The ancient gods won't give us time to rest, it seems that they have prepared a wave of bigger surprises for us, although I don't know what will happen, but judging from the news you have gotten, it is estimated that it is another war that will affect the whole continent."

Now Thrall has some faith in Drektar's dreams, and if his prediction is true, then the heavens will fall apart, and Azeroth will suffer a disaster worse than the War of Natural Disasters and Nightmares.

"King Magni, your operations must begin immediately, and you must not allow the World Reshaping Device to fall into the hands of the enemy."

King Magni nodded solemnly, "I'll let Brian leave for Kalimdor at once." ”

Later, Patrick explained the device left behind by the Titans, after all, Patrick had asked the Copperbeard Dwarves to find the location of Uldem in his own name, and the Copperbeard Dwarves were members of the Alliance, and Patrick was actually overstepping his authority by doing so.