Titan Dawn

"What do you mean?" Lothar questioned.

Medivh was incredibly frantic afterwards, and he shivered with excitement.

"I said, there has never been any god-savvy Hu Feng, everyone has been deceived! The night elves should only be known by a few people! God-savvy is the will of the magic god! No wonder I don't feel the existence of the flesh! No wonder it feels like a godsend to me as if it doesn't exist in this world! "

洛 Losa's face was unbelievable next time.

"You said ... the one standing below is the Titan deity?"

Medivh nodded quickly, staring at Hu Feng without blinking, and followed King Admant into the inner city.

"Okay, I can't figure it out, and I don't want to think about it. The thinking of the gods is not something I can understand." Lothar shook his head and dragged Medivh on. They also went to the Stormwind Fortress for a welcome banquet.

The banquet of Stormwind City is not much different from the banquet of the upper elves. After the night falls, the storm fortress is brightly lit, and the biggest side hall is even more lively at this moment.

A group of human mages attended the banquet rarely, but their real purpose was to ask the upper elf mages who asked for sagging bags to ask questions.

At the moment, Lothar was dancing with some magic swordsmen, and seemed to be discussing martial arts.

Medivh was wondering if he had the courage to go up and talk with Hu Feng. When he was still ideologically struggling, he suddenly saw that God had made Hu Feng hold a wine glass towards him.

"Medical, the new guardian."

"Hello ... sir, me ..." But before Medivh finished, he noticed that it was dark, and he was in a tumbling golden space.

what happened? God has no reason to hit me! Even if I discover the truth, I won't kill me!

Hu Feng smiled, "Don't think about it, this is just my spiritual world, presumably you have discovered my identity."

Medivh also smiled embarrassedly, "Uh ... yes, God, I began to notice when you were in the Valley of Heroes."

Wu Hufeng nodded: "Good perception, but this is not the point I want to say, otherwise I won't draw you into my spiritual space specially."

"Please say it!"

"It's about your problem. This is also the main reason why I came to Stormwind City. Next I will tell you that you must be mentally prepared. Of course, I will also tell you how to cope. This requires your cooperation."

Medivh nodded fiercely, full of anxiety and strangeness, except for the guardian, what can he do. . . Will the deity be too tight. . .

"You are Sargeras."

Huh! !! !!

的 After a long conversation in the spiritual world, the outside world just felt that the two had paused for a few seconds at the same time, and they returned to normal.

Medivh looked disoriented and sat slowly in the soft chair behind him, his eyes were dull. Hu Feng pulled over another chair, also sat next to Medivh, and patted him on the shoulder.

好 "Well, get up your spirits, where is your guardian's pride? I haven't told you how to deal with it, follow the plan step by step, you will be fine."

Medivh nodded when he heard the words, rubbing his face fiercely.

"Yes, now we are on the initiative. With the precautions and countermeasures, the evil **** will not triumph." Medivh is an optimist, full of confidence in everything, and will only become gloomy when Sargeras dominates. And irritability.

But soon he broke his face again: "But the **** ... when I think of the evil **** in my body, I feel uncomfortable ... can't speed it up a bit ..."

Hu Feng confused Medivh ’s big wave head, "Don't rush to achieve success! I must remind you that you must calm down and use your best energy to cover up this part of memory. You can actively give up control when necessary. right."

"Okay, I see. One last question ... must the door of darkness be opened?"

"Well, we must drive, so good labor, so much land and resources, not fools."

Draenor.

辉煌 The former glorious and magnificent Temple of Karabo has now become hell.

The stubble was broken, and the flames that were not yet extinguished were burning dumbly, and Draenei's body was everywhere.

A few of the surviving Draenei were **** with a string like a livestock, and pulled away by the orcs rough.

The dark-handed chief chief kicked away a corpse and strode out of the city. A messenger ran over in panting and saluted.

"Chief! Several strange and giant creatures that glow can help Draenei. The prophet Velen and the remaining Draenei have boarded a large ship that can float to the sky! Now they have escaped!"

"Asshole! Didn't you just kill them all by any means!" The black hand kicked the soldiers flying for seven or eight meters, roaring.

Gul'dan's figure appeared behind the black hand. "If the Naaru rescued Draenei, the tribe would not be able to catch up. Those aerial fortresses of the Holy Light creatures should have left Delano now ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The black hand smashed the stone wall next to him with a fist, and his face was not reconciled. "So what? "

"No, of course not, my chief." Gul'dan grinned hoarsely. "I'm starting to repeat the same dream now. There is an existence that guides me. Now I just need to wait ..."

"Soon, the tribe will have a new world, a new, huge, and extremely fragile world. There you will get all the chiefs you want, whether it is Draenei or endless killing."

The black criminal is convinced that his IQ is seriously in arrears, and he is useless except for a horrible force. The black hand was an obedient encounter with Gul'dan.

"What should I do?"

"I will tell you, Chief, but first we have to build something ... To be precise, a door."

Orgrim and Durotan rode in the land of Shadowmoon Valley, heading towards Nagrand.

"I am more and more certain now that Gul'dan brings more power than destruction and self-destruction."

Orgrim agrees with his friends, but he is also a little uncertain: "It won't be so serious. Gul'dan is as powerful as he is, and he can't destroy a world? No orc can do it." He paused. "Nor does Goron."

Durotan shook his head full of heart. "I don't know, but my hunch has never been so strong. I think we should deal with it early."

"Never let other clans know your thoughts. The present period is sensitive, and any manifestation of weakness will find the disaster." Orgrim told his friends.

Durotan nodded, his heart filled with bitterness. Only the madness that destroys everything is the performance of bravery?

Orc, what's wrong?