The Great Thief of Online Games

Factions divide the game, but for players, there is actually not that much hatred.

At most, when everyone is criticizing each other, you say alliance dog and I say tribal pig, just attacking each other. If we don’t mention this, at the street barbecue stall, with a few bottles of beer and a few skewers of barbecue, everyone can talk about the game. The boss chases people away.

There is even a family that plays both Alliance and Horde.

Father and son, husband and wife, brothers and sisters, they only get excited when they quarrel over the alliance tribe, and they all roll up their sleeves while eating.

However, this is just a joke, and players don't care much about the deeper meaning of the camp.

There are many Horde players who like Tyrande and Jaina, and there are also many Alliance players who admire Queen Sylvanas.

"Thall actually means slave. His real name is Go'ir. He inherits the blood of the chief of the Frostwolf clan. His father Durotan and mother Draka are both witnesses who experienced the dark period when the old tribe rose. , but because he openly opposed Gul'dan, the entire clan was brutally exiled, and both Durotan and Draka died tragically under the blades of assassins sent by Gul'dan..." Remulos said.

"You're not going to ask me to assassinate Thrall," Lu Li said, feeling a little cramped in his calf.

"How is that possible?" Remulos laughed. "Actually, Thrall and I are still friends. His shamanic teachings are very profound and very inspiring to me."

"Isn't Thrall a warrior?" Lu Li asked pretending to be surprised.

In fact, many people think that the plate-armored Chief Thrall is an orc warrior, and only warriors are worthy of his hot-blooded heroism. Lu Li had read a lot of game-related information in his previous life before he knew that this guy turned out to be a shaman.

In other words, the shaman works part-time as a warrior.

"Shut up," Remulos refused to answer such a common sense question. He continued: "Gu'el, who was still a baby at the time, almost died, but was accidentally killed by a human named Edras Blackmoore. The sergeant discovered it, and this started his extraordinary adventure."

Remulos was very knowledgeable and told the story of Chief Thrall's legendary growth as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes.

Blackmoore adopted Thrall, allowing Thrall to learn impressive fighting skills, and also made Thrall understand that a battle relies not only on strength, but also on brains, and showing kindness at the right moment to defeat the enemy.

Mr. Sarge attempts to train Thrall into a cultured leader who will one day take over the orc tribe and conquer the world with an army of enslaved orcs.

Okay, another chuunibyou careerist with a hot head.

However, this middle-aged careerist almost succeeded, because Thrall grew up to be a famous gladiator champion in such an environment, and then walked out of Durnholde, step by step to stand at the top of the continent.

It's just that he didn't conquer the continent for him as he wished.

If this purpose was pure at the beginning, then Mr. Edras Blackmoore must be admired by thousands of people. He is just a human sergeant and a junior officer, but he actually trained a tribal chief who shocked the continent of Azeroth.

Unfortunately, history books are ruthless.

"Lord Remulos, I don't understand what you mean by telling this story," Lu Li felt like yawning. He was also very excited when he first heard about Thrall's experience, but as a reborn person, this aspect of There are really too many records, some of which are more detailed and legendary than what Remulos told.

"I want you to take Thrall and escape from Durnholde..." Remulos said seriously.

Lu Li was stunned. In his previous life, he seemed to have heard someone talk about rescuing Thrall and escaping from Durnholde. It was said that a group of people used some means to go back in time. When Thrall escaped, they protected him from Durnholde. Ed escaped.

As for why this was done, and who was lucky enough to fight alongside Thrall, there is almost no record of this information.

The participants must be the top masters in the gaming industry. There is no need for them to publicize the scene at that time, let alone write down the process.

Could it be that I have been chosen!

Then Lu Li realized that he had lost his temper. He was now the first person in the level list, two levels ahead of the second place. His equipment was unique, at least better than him, I would say not more than one hand, and his skills were also surpassed. He has been praised by countless players and has accumulated a lot of reputation. There is nothing surprising about being selected.

What's more, the power of selecting people lies in the hands of Remulos.

We are all old friends and understand each other tacitly.

"Is it just me, or are there others with me?" Lu Li was curious. Could it be that his butterfly wings were too exaggerated, turning a team mission into a personal mission?

"There are some other people who are recruiting. I will send you there when the time is right. But before that, you must speed up your strength improvement. You must not fail in this task, and there is only one chance. You can only succeed, and you are not allowed to fail. "Remulos was quite surprised at Lu Li's calmness. This guy was really not afraid of getting out of hand. He actually asked if he was going on a mission alone.

"I will try my best. I'm just curious as to why I went back in time to help Thrall escape. Looking at it now, hasn't he escaped successfully and become the chief of the tribe?" Lu Li asked curiously.

Even in games, traveling through time is extremely difficult.

Only the bronze dragon clan authorized by the Titans have such power, and it doesn't mean that just any little dragon has such ability. Even the bronze dragon king Nozdormu will not use this power too much.

"You must also know that Azeroth has always been full of careerists and paranoiacs who are afraid of chaos," Remulos said.

Lu Li nodded, there were indeed many such people, such as the orc shaman Gul'dan, the night elf elder Fandral Staghelm, the tauren Magatha Grimtotem...

"Because of these people, the conflict between the tribe and the alliance has become more and more intensified. Now, they can no longer hold it in any longer," Remulos said with a headache on his face.

"Let me go. Could it be that they have found a way to go back in time?" If these people went back in time to kill Thrall, Lu Li would definitely turn around and leave. Do whatever you want. If the sky falls and the tall man tries to hold it up, he will just I want to make money to go home and support my sister.

"Of course not. According to Lord Nozdormu's information, the other party only sent low-level time and space hunters to destroy it," Remulos quickly added.

The most powerful player he had ever seen had to retreat, so who else could he turn to?

"Low level, how low?" Even if he killed Lu Li, he wouldn't believe that this low level would be very low.

"According to the way you adventurers calculate it, it's probably over level 50. It's actually not that strong," Remulos said lightly.

"..." Lu Li forcefully suppressed the foul language. After all, the relationship was so good that he couldn't fall out.