Chapter 1913 The Line

It's not like the Alliance didn't lodge a diplomatic protest against the Horde.

Those who can listen to others are not idiots. They are not only ashamed of themselves, but also proud of them.

"The tribe doesn't understand what you are talking about, but if the alliance dares to step into the tribe's territory, the tribe will definitely fight for it."

Brainless Roar retorted so cleanly, Gallywix was even more moved and cried crocodile tears. He turned around and asked Brainless Roar to take all the tauren who surrendered in the last war and drag them into the mines as slaves to mine. .

In fact, Garrosh Hellscream has always had a very complex fear of the Alliance.

During his childhood, youth, and adulthood, he stayed in Nagrand waiting to die. Even though the other half of his horizon was the lush green Nagrand, he always felt fear as he looked at the gradually collapsing world and the island in the sky suspended due to gravitational disorder.

Finally one day, the ancestor he had been praying for sent someone to save him.

The leader was naturally Warchief Thrall, but what really took more than two million orcs away from that Jedi place was not the warchief's orc army, but the alliance's flying battleships.

Garrosh will never forget the first time he saw those man-made giants that were hundreds of meters long soaring into the sky, picking him and his compatriots up.

That gave him a sense of trance that aliens (mainly humans) had defeated nature and conquered the world with their own wisdom and strength.

After a lucky escape, what was left was deep fear and jealousy, as well as low self-esteem.

Compared with this high-tech civilization, the orcs are too primitive and backward.

Perhaps in past wars, the orcs could defeat the sparse draenei with the power of demons. But when facing a race with a larger population than orcs, and a higher civilization and combat power than orcs - humans, can orcs really win?

There are no professional psychologists in this world.

No one knows that when one's self-esteem reaches its limit, and under the pressure of extreme fear, one's mind will only have two possibilities: either it will collapse under the heavy pressure, or it will be extreme arrogance in order to vent the pressure in one's soul after being extremely low on self-esteem.

Garrosh feared humans and Duke, and at the same time hated Duke for taking away his proud father.

It is this extremely contradictory mentality that leads him to extremely hate the alliance headed by humans. He will never give up until the alliance that threatens him, the orcs, and even the entire tribe is destroyed.

It was in this mentality that time stepped into the door of darkness. In October 28, a mysterious figure appeared, satisfying the desire in his heart.

The former Sun King - Anastrian.

"Are you afraid of the Alliance? In fact, even if we can't catch up with the Alliance in a short time, as long as we get weapons that the Alliance dare not attack the tribe, that will be fine."

"What are you referring to? Bones! Tell me your suggestion, otherwise I will dismantle your bones and feed them to my wargs." Garrosh did not give the tribe's only Sun Archmage any respect at all. .

Anyway, in his opinion, this lowly person who betrayed the high elves for eternal life, then betrayed the Forsaken under the pressure of the Lich King, and finally shamelessly returned to the tribe to seek asylum, was completely unworthy of his respect.

In a sense, he was right too.

Anastrian is already a domestic slave with three surnames in the standard sense.

"[Focusing Iris]!" What came out of that rotten mouth was a term that Garrosh had never heard before.

"Um?"

The former Sun King said in a very seductive tone: "As the most powerful arcane energy in Azeroth, Titan has given the blue dragon family control of magic artifacts. It helps the spellweavers manage the magic of Azeroth. If necessary, it It can even absorb the arcane energy of the entire Azeroth, but in this way it will become extremely unstable. Once it explodes, it may blow up the entire Azeroth into a second Outland, oh, our world '."

Garrosh's breathing quickened in an instant. He was so excited that he could even hear his own heartbeat, each beat hitting his chest so powerfully.

It was precisely because he knew that the Alliance had the ability to easily destroy the Horde that he became violent and furious. If you can have this thing, then you have nothing to fear from the Alliance!

If the Alliance dares to attack, I will break up and blow up Azeroth.

"What you said...is it true? Where is that thing?" Even Garrosh himself knew that he was a little too eager, and his voice trembled.

"It just so happens that I know where that thing is recently. As a price for helping the great chief master this great weapon, I hope the great chief can also do me a small favor?"

"Say it!" Garrosh said impatiently.

"I wish to become the leader of the Forsaken again so that the Forsaken can rejoin the Horde."

"Hmph! Of course! That bastard Dranosh betrayed his ancestors! He deserves to be unable to return to the land of his ancestors." Garrosh agreed without hesitation.

Just when the tribe was busy carrying out a new conspiracy.

In the meeting room of the Kirin Tor Council in Dalaran, there were surprisingly no other members of the Kirin Tor. There are only three beings sitting on high seats.

Each one of them is a character who can make the world tremble whenever he stamps his feet in the league——

Demigod, current supreme leader of the Throne of Tides, Queen Naga, Vice Admiral of the Alliance Navy, Vashj!

Demigod, the current supreme leader of the Land of Fire, Chancellor of the Kirin Tor of Dalaran, leader of the Alliance Mage Legion, Kael'thas Sunstrider.

The Archmage of the Sun, the current highest authority of the Magic Network, the Queen of Kul Tiras, the deputy leader of the Alliance Mage Legion, Jaina Proudmoore.

Under the gaze of the three of them, two demons - the Eredar Twins - were kneeling on one knee on the marble floor in the direction below.

"Did the fish bite the hook?" Jaina asked coldly with a frosty face in the main seat.

"The bait has been eaten. As long as that brainless piranha eats this little fish, everything will be ready." Orese said solemnly.

"There are no flaws, right?" Vashchi asked.

The answer was Queen Saloras: "Don't worry, we are the best at this kind of thing. And now the warlocks of the entire tribe are under control. As long as Mistress Proudmoore gives the order, we can immediately..."

"Very well, you go down. There is no room for error in this matter. Once it is messed up, you will have no need to exist in this world." Jaina waved her jade hand.

"Understood." The Ereda twins resigned.

After the twins left, Kael'thas sighed softly, and then leaned against the back of the bench.

"Are you okay?" Jaina asked.

"It's okay. I should say, as expected? Anastrian is still the stubborn, power-hungry Sun King at heart." Kaizi commented on his former father.