New Order of Azeroth

The orcish style of the high-level warlord's battle ax is too strong and cannot be sold. Most ordinary people dare not buy it. As the king of Lordaeron, she cannot use orc weapons. It is a waste to keep it there. Now Just in time to use it as a 'giveaway'.

The druid belongs to the druid, and the orc belongs to the orc. She thinks this is very good and very harmonious.

She raised the battle ax of the high-ranking warlord, and the female orc's eyes were instantly attracted.

"You also recognize this ax, right? It was a trophy left by an orc warrior after he was defeated by me during the war between the Alliance and the Horde. The question now is in front of you. Do you want the orc weapon or the dark night? The choice of elven weapons is yours, I have something else to do, so I’ll take my leave now.”

Vanessa left the battle ax of the high-ranking warlord in place, walked into the light mist, and quickly disappeared from the sight of the female orc.

He looked at the oak battle ax in his hand, and then at the high-ranking war ax that represented the highest point of honor and pride of the orcs.

The female orc's thoughts collided repeatedly, and Vanessa's words had a huge impact.

People are powerful, not weapons!

This ax is the weapon of the night elves!

Should I choose night elf weapons or orc weapons?

Several questions emerged one by one, and finally she made a choice.

In fact, she had no choice. She threw away the oak battle ax and picked up the high-ranking war ax.

It is completely in line with the fighting style of the orcs. The high-level war ax is like an extension of her arm. After swinging it back and forth twice, the female orc feels that this tomahawk is very suitable for her fighting style. It is sharper, heavier and stronger than the previous one. A wooden tomahawk is ten thousand times stronger.

"In memory of our ancestors, we should keep our ancestors in our hearts, not the ax. Maybe this should be your destiny. The druid's weapon returns to the druid's dream." She left the oak battle ax where it was, and then Quickly swing the High Warlord's battle ax.

It wasn't until this moment that she remembered a question. She had forgotten to ask the name of her good friend from the tribe. The surrounding fog also affected her judgment of appearance. In the eyes of the orcs, humans all looked similar. Vanessa covered her head again. Very strict, no face shown at all.

"Forget it, don't think about it anymore! This ax can definitely chop off Malfurion's head!" She shouted loudly and walked alone into the mist on the other side.

Half an hour passed, and seeing that she would never come back, Vanessa came out of the darkness.

This is the Emerald Dream after all. She has home field advantage and cannot deceive the mastermind behind the scenes, but deceiving an orc? That was still very relaxing.

It's just that she didn't understand why the female orc wanted to kill Malfurion? There shouldn't be any grudge between these two people, right?

If you don't understand, don't think about it. Malfurion will not die that easily. Even if he dies, Vordrassil can resurrect him. What a big deal!

Vanessa grabbed the oak tomahawk.

It is impossible for Broxshiga's soul to jump out and object. Azeroth also needs to follow the basic laws. As a pure warrior, how can he put his soul in a weapon?

Wang Situ once said that it is a natural principle that as the days of heaven change, artifacts change more easily and return to virtuous people.

This weapon is for the virtuous. Vanessa looked around and saw that she was the only virtuous person nearby who was proficient in the laws of nature! This artifact is undoubtedly hers!

"Hey!" "Ha!" She picked up the ax and swung it left and right twice.

She is not very good at using an axe, but at her current level, one method can solve all problems, and a mere ax cannot stop her.

In her opinion, this ax has exceeded the limit of an artifact. It is a bit like the crown of ruler in the hands of the prophet Velen. This thing is about to reach the level of a holy weapon.

It's still impossible to deal with a true god like Sargeras, but it should be possible to defeat a demigod.

What I didn’t say, put it away and leave quickly!

Vanessa ran a little hastily, and a quarter of an hour later, she found that she was completely lost

She felt that she had not gone deep into the Emerald Dream, nor had she wandered to places where the energy response was stronger, but she was still trapped in a small circle.

"Come, come to me, you took something you shouldn't have taken, but I forgive you. As long as you surrender to us, we will give you unimaginable power." There were waves of ethereal and unpredictable whispers in the light mist.

Vanessa rolled her eyes, where did this idiot come from, and asked in a disdainful tone, "You guys?"

"It's us, everything in the dream, everything you think about, everything you know and everything you don't understand, it's us here."

"Shut up!" Vanessa mobilized the power of the earth and shouted suddenly, suppressing the whispers.

"The person standing in front of you is Hope I, the Queen of Lordaeron, and the King of Alterac! Your words are insulting the descendants of Lordaeron. You are insulting the Queen of Tirisfar and the First Men. I am Nor Conqueror of Sender, terminator of the Scourge of the Undead, holder of the Covenant of the Seven Kingdoms, friend of Quel'Thalas, friend of the Oak, liberator, restorer, you are insulting the hope of hope!"

Her long list of titles confused Whisper. This extremely confident look and the hope within hope reminded him of some of his old friends.

"That's just an earthly honor, not worth mentioning in the face of eternity." He wanted to bring back the momentum of the conversation.

Vanessa's voice rose again, "I know who you are, Xavius, right? You lived on the coast of the East Sea and served as Azshara's advisor. Azshara sank to the bottom of the sea and joined the Burning Legion. As a result, The Burning Legion is defeated on Azeroth!

Magic, magic doesn't. UU reading www.uukaｎshu. ｎnet governs the country, but does not understand how to govern the country. The plots and tricks you play are like a joke. In Azeroth, even a three-year-old child knows the stupid things you do. An incompetent person like you should hide and hide and just live and feed! How dare you talk about eternity in front of me?

Xavius! A brilliant man, an old thief with a gray beard! You have lived a life of 17,600 years in vain. You have not made any achievements in your life, you only talk and talk! tell tales! An old dog with a broken spine dared to bark in front of me. I have never seen such a shameless person! "

Vanessa was confident, and her whole body was filled with a kind of power called self-confidence. She not only suppressed the other party in her words, but also seized part of the control during the fight in the dream, taking advantage of the rest of the other party's agitated mood.

The light fog in front of her eyes quickly dissipated, and a strange tree that was extremely distorted and ugly appeared in her sight.

Is this Xavius? This guy can be said to be Malfurion's old enemy. He was originally an advisor to Queen Azshara, and then joined the Burning Legion and was transformed into the world's first demon satyr. Finally, he was planted in this heart by Malfurion. Juri.

But this guy should be looking for Malfurion for revenge, happiness, etc. Why is he looking for me?

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