In this air-to-air fight between Nozdom and Mzdono, both of them made mistakes they shouldn't have made.

For Nozdom, the black hand was a chess piece he specially arranged to find an opponent for the Draenei. How can others sleep in the bed beside him? This is an open conspiracy, and the Draenei must spend time dealing with it!

As for Neozu, it is clearly Mzdono's way of dealing with it. He can think of it when the black hand at Neozu.

For Mzdono, there is no difference between the black hand and the Neozu. They are all tricks created by Nozdorm. They are not strong enough, so they can only rely on these conspiracies to support the scene. They are low-level, childish and cliché!

But it works very well, right? So he instigated Neozu, and made Nozdom's plan fail without any effort. Thinking about it carefully, he was a little excited.

This is the disadvantage of insufficient information. Two insidious dragons who plot against each other never thought that there was an oriole behind them!

As for the black hand, Jaina's sudden appearance and death was too strange. He was not a fool, so how could he believe the other person just by saying one side?

But as Jaina expected, no matter whether the black hand believes or not, the military supplies in the space ring will not be faked. They are actually there. What surprised him even more was that he found a pair of unique armor from it, luxurious and comfortable silk as the lining, a black armor made of unknown ore, and the faint magic fluctuations. Just one glance at it, I felt like it from the bottom of my heart.

As for the terrifying monster standing by the sea, Black Hand was full of fear. Magic was far from something he could play with, as a rough man, there were too many things inside, and he didn't know if he was cheated by someone. To be safe, it would be better to leave it to the warlocks to deal with it.

After half a month of delay, the black hand finally came out. At this time, Ner's primitively integrated the Shadow Moon Clan. Although it was so messy that it was terrible, the people finally got together.

During this period, Ken and Glens were exhausted. This newly built village was not big. It seemed to be quite crowded if there were a little more people. Now it was not just 10 or 20 people. Thousands of orcs came out of the corners of their survival and surrounded the forest.

As landlords, the two of them tried their best to settle everyone, but this idea was obviously unrealistic. After some trouble, they left countless complaints, and no one would be satisfied, especially when they were forced to leave their homes and come here. They did not dare to complain to the wise man at all, but they vented anger on the two of them.

Grans felt very frustrated. In the past, under the protection of his parents, his neighbors were harmonious and humble friends. He had never been so warm and cold-hearted. The confusion and grievances in it could not be solved by just one or two comforts. As for Responsibility, he always remained silent. He always regarded himself as a wise disciple, and some responsibilities could not be avoided.

Naozu knew about this, but he hid behind the scenes and watched coldly, watching the two young people being made difficult. This is a tempering for them. How can he grow up quickly without experiencing the baptism of wind and rain?

As for the orcs in the villages at the foot of the mountain, how bad their behavior is, how bad their discipline is? If it doesn't exist, there will be no discipline in this life. Every day, there will be no fighting or wandering around the streets. There have been several times when female orcs almost got insulted, and thus countless conflicts have been caused.

It may not stop at night. If there is a wife, she will roll into the woods with her wife, and if there is no wife, she can only be lonely and unbearable to peep in secret. In the past, Grans dared not think about this kind of thing, but the orcs feel very natural. Some people with special hobbies feel more exciting and energetic, and for a moment, they are passionate and enthusiastic.

Before we knew it, October was coming. It was originally a day of clear and cool autumn, but Shadow Moon Valley is a place that is very magical, with all seasons like spring. Except for the slightly stuffy period from June to August, you can't feel the heat at all.

However, in October, Shadow Moon Valley is in the rainy season. It rains heavily and lightly, and the sky is gloomy all day long. Occasionally, at night, you can barely see a trace of moonlight.

It was still cloudy today. Neozu left the house abnormally. In Bellan's curious eyes, he walked towards the top of the mountain alone. The light rain was still falling slowly. This also made Bellan worry. The wise man is old, so don't fall down the mountain...

The muddy and slippery mountain path cannot be overwhelmed by Naozu. His light footsteps did not look like an old man at all. After reaching the top of the mountain, he casually glanced around, turned to find a big tree to hide under the rain, waiting for the guests to arrive.

Mzdono came very quickly. Just as Neozu was bored to appreciate the scenery at the foot of the mountain, he quietly appeared on the other side of the top of the mountain. He did not see any steps moving, and his body floated magically.

Looking at Mzdono sideways, especially at the floating clouds that were as big as a round table under his feet. Neozu retracted his gaze and said with a relaxed look: "You are late!"

Mzdono said without nonsense: "Neozu, we are from the people of the Blackstone clan, and the Black Hand has set off and will arrive here soon!"

The news that the wolf was coming had been spread for several months, and now the black hand was finally coming. Ner's heart was inexplicably sighed, and then he threw this sudden and useless emotion behind his head.

"It seems you're ready!"

Looking down at the tents and wooden houses that were dependent on each other in the drizzle, Neozu sighed softly: "I can't say that I'm prepared, but it's just that the soldiers come to block the water and the soil. If the black hand wants to kill me, I will naturally not kill me. I still have to resist!"

Looking at Neozu, Mzdono said with a strange look on his face: "I always feel that you are a little different today, and it seems to be a little sentimental!"

"That's because you don't know me!" Neozu chuckled and said lightly: "I and Heizhang were from the same generation. He was the chief of the Black Stone clan, and I was the chief of the Shadow Moon clan. We have known each other for decades and have been working hard for the strength of the tribe. Unexpectedly, they will be divided into life and death soon. It is normal for me to sigh in my heart."

"Ha!" Mzdono snorted with disdain and said sarcastically with unconcealed contempt and sarcastic: "I don't want to know specifically about the relationship between you two of you. Ner's, you did a very good job. Now the orcs in Shadow Moon Valley have come, and I will immediately order people to take them away!"

"I'm curious," Neozu turned around and asked, "What do you want these people?"

"It's not your business!" Mzdono said with a threatening look: "Do your own business well, don't ask too much about other things!"

"But I regret it now!"

The atmosphere suddenly became solidified, Mzdono looked gloomy, and he seemed to be trying to eat people: "You want to fight against me, against the organization behind me?"

"Confrontation? No, no, I just think this plan is unreasonable!"

Of course, Neozu did this not a sudden idea. He had his own support. No matter how mysterious and powerful the power behind him was, the other party was unwilling to face the black hand directly, but let him act as a pawn. As long as this could not be changed, the two sides would have a conversation.

As the saying goes, asking for a price to pay the money on the spot, Naozu didn't want to force the other party too ruthlessly. He shook his head and said, "I am the one in danger, and I am the one who contributes the most. You don't need to do anything, but you can get most of the benefits. Mzdono, this is unfair!"

"Fair?" Mzdono said with a sarcastic look on his face, "Don't forget, who helped you suppress your second personality!"

"Of course I haven't forgotten, so your plan needs to be changed!"

Neozu's idea was very simple. People could give it to him, but only the elderly and children. Young and middle-aged people didn't even think about it. Mzdono was unwilling to do so. He was extremely angry and finally left here in anger.

...

Finally, he waited for the exact news that the chief was coming. Tasana calculated the days by hand. As time approached, his originally anxious mood gradually became uneasy: Where is the chief now? Will he be disappointed with himself? Will he blame himself?

No one knew the answer, and no one could understand Tasanna's mood. During this period, her temper became increasingly irritable. News about the resentment of the governor's desire spread wildly and spread throughout the camp in a blink of an eye.

Tasana did not hide the news that the chief was coming at the slightest. The originally slightly depressed emotions were swept away. The soldiers were so motivated that the morale of the soldiers was simply incredible. Kuratus saw this scene and rarely smiled. The people who saw it were stunned and caused a lot of discussion for a moment.

At the same time, Mzdono also began to implement the plan that had been made. As expected, Neozu wanted to take all the young and middle-aged orcs away, his end was definitely not Gorrond, but Nagran!

But it doesn't matter, it's fine wherever he can go. In the end, he will lose both his people and money. This is his fate. Black Hand and Ner's Zu, no one will have a good ending!

As Mzdono sent back the message, the portal that had been prepared was opened. The south coast of Shadow Moon Valley was empty all year round, but it was very lively at this moment. One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, came out of the portal.

The Draenei people are okay with it. If they do too much space teleportation, they are naturally not surprised, but the elements feel extremely novel. They have the first time they have passed the portal to another place, and there is no accident yet. This simply destroys the world view of elemental life.

After all, space transmission is also a type of elemental interaction. Usually, as long as elemental life approaches, the energy of the portal will react with their bodies. The same species attracts and repels each other. No matter which one is, it will cause abnormality to transmit, and it will collapse as soon as it breaks, without any face.

This novel experience made the elements extremely excited. Finally, there was no need to be the same as before. Only when the caster summoned them could they go where they wanted to go. This is simply a blessing for elemental life!

"Where are you guys doing? Go and work!"

A man wearing a big cap came over. He had a red armband on his left arm, and two big words were clearly written on it - Check, it was the Red-Sleeved Demon that Elemental Life was afraid and feared - Inspection!

"Yes, yes, we'll go right away!"

He looked at the big block in fear, and several elements hurriedly followed the others to the already divided area. Now they are part of the Draenei family, and they are no longer the kind of miserable who was once wandering and helpless. For elements, they don’t know whether it is good or bad.

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Chapter completed!