Chapter 1374 Bless You, Grom!

Yes, being loyal to Duke, a demigod, theoretically gives you many benefits, such as immortality and strength.

However, Duke never thought that a strong-minded man like Grom would choose to join him because of something that mortals long for and cannot reach.

A true hero ignores life and death.

To have such a result, we can only say - you will reap what you sow!

Without Duke saving Grom's life again and again;

No Duke handled relations with the tribe fairly;

It is simply impossible to gain the allegiance of a legendary hero like Grom.

To this day, even if Grom dies in bed like this, he will still be the most amazing hero of the tribe and will be remembered by countless future generations.

Grom chose to repay his kindness, but it would make him have the possibility of "losing his fame in a lifetime".

It is impossible for the orcs to accept a hero who 'sells' his soul after death, even if the hero made great contributions to the tribe during his lifetime.

Without the interference of demon blood, the common values ​​​​of the orcs have returned to the typical way of nature before they fell into madness, advocating the return of souls to the earth, and longing for the blessing of their ancestors.

Although they can reluctantly accept the resurrected Forgotten like Orgrim, it does not mean they respect Orgrim from the bottom of their hearts.

This natural contradiction brought about by life and death cannot be easily reconciled.

Therefore, Grom's approach is a contradiction in itself.

National glory?

Or is it your own moral principles?

This approach cannot be said to be wrong, nor can it be said to be correct.

But no one can deny that if Grom, a legendary hero, becomes the soul messenger under Duke, this will undoubtedly deepen the bond between the tribe and the alliance.

It is possible that this will be a new bridge of incalculable value.

This may not be an opportunity for the tribes who are on the weaker side.

At this moment, everyone is turning their attention to Duke.

There was a faint smile on Duke's lips, and what was more eye-catching was his open arms.

"I am not a hypocritical person. Under my command, since I can have a black witch who has done many evil things, a paladin who has turned into a monster, and a frost dragon that once ravaged the continent, why can't I have an orc hero? As long as I have the courage to fight against The Burning Legion has the same goal of defending Azeroth, and I welcome all strong men to join. So, welcome, Grom!"

"Duke..." Unconsciously, Grom felt himself choked.

In this life, he never knelt down to anyone. Even for the two great chiefs, he only bowed and saluted and hit his strong chest with his fist.

But at this moment, he had the urge to kneel down on one knee.

Not because of loyalty, not because of the formal master-servant relationship, but because of Duke's broad-mindedness that he could abandon hatred and narrow national prejudices for the sake of the world.

As soon as he bent down, he found himself being hugged by Duke.

Physically, he looked ridiculous. Although Duke was over 1.8 meters tall, for a burly orc with a height of 2.40 meters, he still looked like a child hugging an adult.

Grom was stunned for a moment, then bent down and gently patted Duke on the back with his remaining right arm.

It has nothing to do with race or identity. Some are just comrades with the same goal.

"Pah! Pah! Pah!" Thrall, as the chief, was the first to applaud.

The loud applause woke everyone up. With Thrall taking the lead, the chiefs began to follow suit in this very human way of encouragement. Palms the size of cattail leaf fans clapped one after another.

"Congratulations, Grom!" Orgrim said from the bottom of his heart. It's a pity that the undead have no tears, otherwise he might shed tears of excitement at this moment.

"Bless you, Grom!" Thrall had a sincere smile on his face. He felt very complicated. The chief he relied on most was about to reach the end of his life, but he chose a path that no orc had ever walked before.

Maybe this will be a new glorious beginning, or it may be an unknown hardship and curse.

Even if he didn't think Duke would despise Grom from the bottom of his heart, what if the Alliance and the Horde broke up in the future? Thinking of this, Sal could not suppress his inner anxiety.

However, as long as he is still the warchief, the tribe will not go wrong and embark on the road of no return against the alliance, right?

After the hug ended, Duke turned to Thrall: "I'm still busy. In the next few days, I have to focus on the expansion and stability of the Magic Network. Regarding the situation in Azeroth, please contact Magni. Regarding the Outland Expeditionary Force, please contact Varian."

"clear."

Duke is gone. As a new demigod, he has as many things to do as the stars in the sky.

After Duke left, Grom announced that he would openly accept disciples in Orgrimmar. He would seize the last moments of his life and pass on his martial arts and skills to the next generation.

While alive, he belonged to the tribe.

After his death, he played for Duke.

Silithus, the evacuation continues. The Zerg swore allegiance to Duke. In the eyes of many people, this was not an absolute insurance policy. Duke did not object and agreed to the night elves' opinion of retaining Cenarion Fortress and promised to strengthen the railway from Tanaris to Un'Goro Crater and then to Silithus.

Firstly, it is for surveillance, and secondly, it also increases the alliance's territory in disguise.

Putting Ahn'Qiraj's bugs into the Dark Portal thousands of miles away is definitely a big project. The stamina of bugs is not unlimited. The huge size and powerful fighting power come at the price of an astonishing appetite.

If they really brought the swarm to migrate, it would probably be no different than when the Qiraji swept across the continent of Kalimdor.

Thinking of this, Duke's head got big.

The Zerg, whose unit is '10,000', cannot use the portal at all, otherwise even Duke, the demigod of the Demon Network, would not be able to withstand the astonishing consumption of magic power.

But there is no way -

Emperor Vicnilas smiled and gave Duke an idea: "Master, all you want is the Zerg as mounts and combat power in the outer realm. Then why not transport the eggs to the Dark Portal and hatch them?"

Uh, is there such an operation?

Duke blushed: "Okay, your suggestion is good. But I'm worried that the Cursed Land where the Dark Portal is located will affect the will of the new Qiraji. Let's set the hatching point at the junction of the Land of Sorrow and Deadwind Pass. .”

The land of sorrow is the Swamp of Sorrows. In order to ensure the supply line between the Kingdom of Stormwind and Nethergarde Keep, starting from the third year of the Dark Portal, after nearly twenty years of reclamation and land reclamation, most of the Swamp of Sorrows has disappeared and has been turned into a military garrison. field. Only the Eastern Atal'Hakkar Temple and the Pool of Tears surrounding the temple are left, as well as the swampy landscape.

Of course, it's no good that the south is a cursed land. Even though Hakkar has died in the east, there is no guarantee that there will be any residual will after death to trick the Alliance. Therefore, setting the hatching point next to Karazhan may not be for surveillance purposes.

This is the best choice.

"My master is wise." Vicnilas bowed.

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