War Hymn of Warcraft [WOW]

The sky over the Nagrand prairie is still bright, and the twin moons of Draenor shine on the land, covering everything with silvery white splendor. Zhan Zhixing groped under the moonlight, trying to find some usable herbs, not only for Garrosh, but also for Zhan Zhixing himself.

The originally bright silver plate armor on Zhan Zhixing's body has become blood-stained, and his face also has the color of war. It has been five days since he made a fuss at the base of the Kilsolo Cult, which means that Zhan Zhixing has been hunted down by high-level demons for five days. Although Zhan Zhixing didn't have the strength to fight those demons, but after all, he still had to bring the unconscious Garrosh with him, so Zhan Zhixing could only escape constantly under the siege of high-level demons.

Originally, Zhan Zhixing wanted to flee to Tara, which was the territory of the Broken (the defiled Draenei). With the token of the prophet Velen on his body, he might be able to get help. However, with Garrosh on his back, Zhan Zhixing had to give up this idea. If anyone is the real enemy of Mag'har, it is undoubtedly the Shatterers of Tara. Zhan Zhixing had no choice but to walk forward from the mountains on the south side of Tara, towards the huge crystal mountain in the distance, hoping to meet the Mag'har who stayed behind there.

To the south of Tara is Oshugu, the holy mountain of orcs. If Zhan Zhixing remembers correctly, there should be a naaru spaceship, and there is a naaru named Keurei imprisoned there . However, Zhan Zhixing has no time to care about the imprisoned Naaru. He just wants to ask the local ancestor spirits for help, and see if there is any way to wake up Garrosh who has been sleeping for five days. Thinking of this, Zhan Zhixing sighed, and with some herbs that he found that could replenish vitality and magic power, Zhan returned to the cave where he was hiding.

Bright orange fire illuminated the entire cave, and Garrosh was lying unconscious on the hide, and only his frown could tell that he was still alive. Zhan Zhixing touched his forehead again, and it was still a little hot as before. However, the physique of the orc itself is better than that of humans. This small increase in body temperature should not make this heroic warrior unconscious.

Yes, Garrosh has been in a coma for five days. Judging from the energy fluctuations on his body, the lost vitality has been fully replenished, and Garrosh should have woken up three days ago. But these days, Garrosh didn't respond at all. If Zhan Zhixing hadn't poured some water into him countless times when he was unconscious, Garrosh's heroic stamina might not be able to support him.

Taking some more filtered water of Draenor, Zhan Zhixing looked at the still unconscious Garrosh and sighed silently. Garrosh's coma was entirely caused by Zhan Zhixing's ignorance, if he couldn't recover sooner, Zhan Zhixing's heart would be burdened with such a heavy burden forever.

Placing Garrosh's head on his lap, Zhan Zhixing slowly condensed the power of the Holy Light, gathering it on his fingertips, and then constantly massaging Garrosh's head to relieve the pain caused by the fever. of brain damage. Under the stimulation of the holy light, Garrosh's eyes opened slightly, and a few murmurs came from his mouth. But Zhan Zhixing knew that Garrosh hadn't woken up yet, and this situation had happened many times when he treated him with holy light.

Suddenly, an oval-shaped object on Zhan Zhixing's waist vibrated suddenly, and Zhan Zhixing hurriedly took it out. It was the communicator Jaina gave him before leaving! Zhan Zhixing glanced down at Garrosh who was still unconscious, grabbed some animal skins and put them under his head, got up and walked out of the cave.

"Thank God, I'm finally connected to you. If you can't repair your communicator, Reginald and Tyran will probably join forces to kill me." As soon as the communicator was turned on, Jaina's image disappeared from the communication mapped out in the device. The sorcerer shrugged, and joked maliciously, "You don't know, ever since Tyran and Reginald hooked up, it seems that the fire is on fire. At present, except for the safety of you, the mutual friend of the two of them It can make them put down their intimacy for a while, even Old Fording is useless."

"It's not as exaggerated as you said, Jaina," Tailan's distressed voice came from the communicator, and then Tailan's image appeared in front of Zhan Zhixing like flowing water. He looked at Zhan Zhixing worriedly, but the love in his eyes had gradually disappeared, "Brother Zhan, the communicator has not been able to contact you these days, so nothing happened to you."

"Hey, dear, I will be jealous if you care so much about Zhan Zhixing." Before Zhan Zhixing could speak, another figure appeared on the communicator, with his arms around Tailan Fording's waist , pretending to stare at Zhan Zhixing viciously, but he couldn't hide the smile and concern in his eyes at all.

"Fortunately, there are no accidents happening on my side for the time being." Zhan Zhixing looked at the pair of friends who were already together, and wished them sincerely, "Is there anything on the scout side that I need to investigate? But I pass The place behind the portal is not very good, this is the hometown of the orcs, maybe we can communicate better by sending an orc over here." Zhan Zhixing blinked mischievously, and turned towards Jaina.

The latter didn't mind Zhan Zhixing's joke at all, and responded mercilessly: "I want Thrall to sit in the Dome of Holy Light and discuss tactics with us, but you don't ask Varian if he will send you Spit out the benefits you get."

"Okay, okay, I finally got online and talked about some serious things." Valian's image appeared with his voice. Since the split personality, Lagash's irritable side made him really unable to calm down and talk to him. Jaina also talked about "peace". "The other scouts have been returning news one after another in the past few days, but the communication with you has not been connected. Has something happened recently?"

"It's nothing serious. I can't get in touch. Maybe it's because I just arrived in this world, and the communication signal with the other side is not very good." Zhan Zhixing said pretending to be innocent. For some reason, he didn't want others to know Garrosh's business. Besides, this is not an important matter, there is no need to say it, right, Zhan Zhixing added in his heart.

"That's good, our scouts got in touch with the people in Honor Hold. I didn't expect that after such a severe breakdown, the army in Honor Hold would still stand tall in Outland." Varian said excitedly, not seeing the battle at all. Zhixing's concealment, "We have obtained the detailed map of Outland. You just said that you are now in the hometown of the orcs? That should be the Nagrand Prairie?"

"That's right," Zhan Zhixing nodded, thinking that it's better to tell the current situation, anyway, it's enough not to tell them about saving Garrosh, "I sneaked into Gala with the deceitful orb. Dahl, but they don't have too much information, the situation on the Nagrand grassland is very chaotic, and all kinds of messy things are here."

"The focus now is not on those savage orcs, but on the demons of Nagrand." Although Varian's resentment towards orcs is beyond description, at present, if he wants to take Outland into his hands, he still needs to drive out the demons first. Run, "There are two casting demon camps on the west side of Nagrand, where the demons have carefully studied a kind of ultra-long-range fel cannon. The farther the range of this kind of artillery, the more powerful it is. Able to bombard directly into the area of ​​the Dark Portal. The fel artillery in Nagrand and Blade's Edge Mountains must be taken out if we are to send troops through the Dark Portal."

Zhan Zhixing nodded to show that he understood that he came here this time for a special mission of hero-level combat power, and all he needed to do was to kill the fel cannon, and he didn't need to take down the entire casting camp, so he could naturally do it. "That is to say, my task is to kill the two casting camps here in Nagrand, and then go to Blade's Edge Mountain?"

"No, you don't need to be in charge of the casting camp on Blade's Edge Mountain. Honor Hold will concentrate its forces to capture the casting camp on Blade's Edge Mountain." For the army at Honor Hold, we will leave it to professionals to take care of things like investigations. Your task for the past three months is to kill these two caster camps, and then wait for the order after the Dark Portal is opened."

"Guaranteed to complete the task!" Zhan Zhixing gave a military salute, and Varian on the opposite side also returned the salute straightforwardly. It only takes a few days to destroy the two fel cannons. It seems that he still has some time to install Garrosh, and Zhan Zhixing heaves a sigh of relief. This special communication was only to confirm the safety of Zhan Zhixing. Since Zhan Zhixing had nothing to do here, Jaina quickly gave up the communication. After all, cross-border communication is also very energy-consuming.

Zhan Zhixing, who hung up the communication, rubbed his head, but still had no idea how to solve Garrosh's problem: "Unconscious, unconscious, he treats himself as a druid, and still sleeps in the Emerald Dream. "Thinking of this, Zhan Zhixing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he clenched his left hand into the palm of his right hand, "By the way, the Emerald Dream, the nightmare will make people addicted to it, why didn't I think of it."

Quickly walking back to the cave, Zhan Zhixing added some firewood to the campfire, and then rested Garrosh's head on his lap again. Because of Garrosh's injury, Zhan Zhixing inexplicably mastered the power of the spirit of life and had the ability to communicate with life.

"All the elements of life in this world, please help me to immerse myself in the mind of this orc who was dragged by the nightmare."

Zhan Zhixing called out in a low voice, put his head on Garrosh's, and closed his eyes. The Spirit of Life quickly responded to Zhan Zhixing's call and dragged him into Garrosh's exclusive Emerald Dreamland.

When he opened his eyes again, Zhan Zhixing suddenly found himself standing in Galadar at dusk, repeatedly emphasizing several times that this is a dream, Zhan Zhixing took a deep breath, and looked at the difference in this dream.

Zhan Zhixing's overall impression of this dream is gloomy, and he also lived in Galadar for three days, and Galadar at dusk is much more lively than it is now. Turning around a room, Zhan Zhixing suddenly found that in the center of Galadar, where the big bonfire in the village used to be, there was a cross, and there were bustling crowds discussing something around.

Zhan Zhixing walked over quickly, and before he reached the edge of the cross, he saw an orc tied to it. The look between his brows and eyes was clearly Garrosh who was ten years younger. Why is he so small in his dream, the emerald dream should be his umbra. Zhan Zhixing suppressed the doubts in his heart, and walked over quickly.

"He is Grom's child and should be put to death."

"How could this man be the chieftain? His blood is destined to lead us to perdition one day."

"He should be banned, how could Grandma Gaiya'an take a fancy to him."

"..."

As soon as he got close to the crowd, Zhan Zhixing immediately heard what was being said in the crowd, no wonder Garrosh was frowning in his dream, he seemed to be haunted by all this. All lives in the dream that are not the owner of the dream are fictitious, and they will only change in vain because of the thoughts of the owner of the dream, just like puppets. Everything these people said should actually be said to be the doubts and fears in Garrosh's heart. Zhan Zhixing frowned, not knowing how to solve all this, so he had to squeeze through the numb crowd first, and came in front of Garrosh.

"Human, why are you here?" Garrosh opened his eyes, and looked at Zhan Zhixing numbly—in the dream, everything projected was an umbra, and Zhan Zhixing was also projected in the form of a human.

Zhan Zhixing didn't know how to speak, and after thinking for a long time, he had no choice but to break the can and said, "Garrosh, do you know, all these are dreams, they are all things you imagined."

"I knew it a long time ago," Garrosh didn't respond to Zhan Zhixing's surprise, and said he knew about it. Seeing the astonishment on Zhan Zhixing's face, Garrosh said numbly, "Is there any need to tell if it's true or not? Anyway, all of this will happen sooner or later, so let me just die in this nightmare."

Zhan Zhixing screamed in his heart, the most serious form of nightmare is that he fully knows that everything here is illusory, but he will never be able to get out. Everything about Garrosh was because he was Grom's son, and in Mag'har's heart, Grom was one of the sinners who led the orcs to perdition. Garrosh was completely condemned by this fact, afraid I will go to Grom's old road anytime and anywhere. Just when Zhan Zhixing was worried about Garrosh's situation, the Spirit of Life transmitted a brand new image, and felt what the Spirit of Life transmitted, Zhan Zhixing suddenly had an idea and walked in front of Garrosh.

"Do you trust me, Garrosh?" Zhan Zhixing's dark golden eyes stared at Garrosh tightly, if he couldn't trust Zhan Zhixing, Zhan Zhixing really had no choice. Garrosh just wanted to sneer and say why he should trust this human being, but in an instant, countless fragments came from his body - the firm dark gold before absorbing life, the gentle dark gold when feeding himself water, healing himself The holy dark gold at the time, the blood-stained dark gold when he was carrying himself in a desperate battle with the devil... These memories that were inadvertently recorded by Garrosh's body instantly filled Garrosh's mind, and the words he originally wanted to say were instantly overwhelmed. Swallowing back, Garrosh nodded in a daze.

Zhan Zhixing pursed his lips, everything that happened in other people's Emerald Dreams would be completely reflected on his own mental body, once Garrosh had the slightest resistance to him, Zhan Zhixing couldn't guarantee that he would still alive. However, he suddenly thought of Garrosh's appearance when he blocked the life drain for him, Zhan Zhixing gritted his teeth, and pressed his forehead to Garrosh's forehead, just like two people *. He took Garrosh's bound hand on the cross, answering the call of the Spirit of Life.

In an instant, the spiritual bodies of the two disappeared in place, and entered the image brought to Zhan Zhixing by the Spirit of Life.