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The first guest came to the prison of Watchfort. When the orc captured by Nathanos woke up in a daze, the darkness in front of him almost made him think that he was blind. He struggled to get up and groped around.

All over his body, he was sure that there were no other changes except that his pants were a little wet. He breathed a long sigh of relief. Through the dim flames of the prison, the orc saw two soldiers standing on the left corner of the cell. He realized at this time

He became a prisoner. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart as to how humans would treat him.

Nathanos walked into the prison, glanced at each other with the soldiers, and came to the orc. His face was immediately recognized by the other party. "Is that you?"

"I was also worried that you couldn't speak human language! It seems that I was worrying too much." He said, and raised a cloth bag to show the orc.

"It's my medicine bag."

Nathanos nodded and then said: "I saved you, what is your name?"

"Rogg," the orc replied, and looked at the somewhat damaged medicine bag again, "Field doctor Rogg, I'm just a doctor, I didn't attack any of your people."

Nathanos put down what he was holding, "Answer my question, and you can survive."

"When I leave?"

The human shook his head, and Rogge's eyes dropped. "Just ask."

"Your skin color is very special. I have rarely seen brown-skinned orcs in the tribe, and surprisingly, your eyes have not turned red. Is this what you orcs originally looked like?" Nathanos

He asked slowly, leaning on a wall.

After hearing his question, Rogge slumped down on the ground as if he was discouraged, his eyes showed sadness, and he sighed silently. "Yes, I...I didn't drink that thing, and I didn't participate.

The war between the tribe and this world, I..."

"Stop!" Nathanos interrupted him. He approached Rogge and crouched down to look level with him. From this distance, Rogge could easily grab Nathanos' neck, but Nathanos could also

To subdue him, and he believed that Rogge had no ability to resist.

"You said you didn't participate in the war between the Horde and the Alliance?"

Roger nodded.

"In other words, you came to this world later?"

"I just came here a month ago."

Nathanos frowned, "How did you get here again? Tell me everything you know!"

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"Ner'zhul?" Khadgar frowned.

"That's what the orc called their new leader. He also said that Ner'zhul opened a space-time rift around the Dark Portal and teleported the orcs back to this world. And Ner'zhul also promised all of them that he

Will open up more worlds, it seems they have decided to abandon Azeroth, and all their recent actions here are to achieve this goal."

"Other...worlds?" Turalyon's voice was a little weak due to shock. "Azeroth and Draenor...are not the only worlds?" He looked at Nathanos and tried his best to say.

Something. "The world... is not just our world. The endless world, countless innocent people will die because of them... May the Holy Light redeem us."

"Are you okay?" Khadgar looked at Turalyon worriedly.

The other party shook his head, he just wanted to be quiet now.

"This is absolutely crazy, there are thousands of them." Danas pointed out, obviously having doubts about the outcome of Nathanos' interrogation. "I can understand that a small crack can teleport hundreds of people,

but……"

"It's completely possible." Nathanos explained. "I heard the orc named Rogge mentioned that Ner'zhul is Gul'dan's mentor. Since Gul'dan can open the Dark Portal, then Ner'zhul

Zu should also be able to, or rather, he got some help, he could bring a large number of orcs over through that tiny crack."

"This is not unreasonable." Khadgar said, but what he was really worried about was the Eye of Dalaran that the tribe had stolen and the Book of Medivh that was still missing.

A black shadow passed over the sun, and the black shadow dispersed into several winged figures, which rotated and flew towards everyone. These figures were not as thin and long as dragons, they were wider and stronger in comparison.

The lower parts are also smaller. Their bodies are covered with brown fur, and their feathers are white and gold.

"Kurdran, what did you find?" Khadgar asked. Kurdran Wildhammer, leader of the Wildhammer dwarves, sat on the back of his gryphon.

"Very bad news," the dwarf admitted, letting his wings descend to the ground. The huge beast landed gracefully, letting out a crow-like cry. It flapped its wings one last time before the dwarf leaped off.

.

"We found dragons, not red ones, but black ones, and they were also transporting a bunch of goods, several carts full. It was obvious that these things were important to them, even though we didn't know what they were.

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Khadgar reminded: "Maybe it contains the Eye of Dalaran, or treasures they took from other places."

Danas thought for a while: "If so, is this good news? Those orcs may not invade here anymore. Aren't they going to other worlds?"

"What about other worlds?" Turalyon suddenly shouted. Everyone looked at him strangely. Nathanos' heart tightened. The Paladin seemed to have made a decision in his heart!

"We need to stop them," Turalyon said firmly. "We cannot let other innocent worlds suffer... disaster. It will end here, on Azeroth. No one else should suffer like us.

Suffer. The Light shines on other worlds besides ours, and now it needs our help. We will help."

Kurdran and Danaus looked at each other with shocked expressions. Nathanos was extremely disappointed by his words, and was in disbelief that Turalyon would dare to say such a thing.

Khadgar heard a complaint coming from among Turalyon's soldiers. Turalyon frowned, and it was obvious that he heard it too.

"If you want to say something, say it clearly." He ordered. The soldiers who were talking just now exchanged looks with each other. A soldier stood up.

"Sir... why can't we just let them leave? If they have another world to occupy, maybe they will just go away and stop harassing us."

"Even though it might be as simple as you say, we can't let that happen. Don't you understand? We need to stop them. We can't sacrifice more innocent lives just to save our world." Tula

Yang said so.

"Then sacrifice ourselves?" Turalyon turned his head and glared at Nathanos who said this, and the other party stared at him with the same look.

"Do you know what you are talking about? Do you plan to put everyone in danger? Do you plan to invade Draenor?" Nathanos asked three times in a row.

"I know very well that I heard the instructions of the Holy Light!"

"So you are the spokesperson of the Holy Light?"

Turalyon's face turned pale instantly. He could not answer such a tricky question, but he suddenly said: "They do want to go to other worlds, but can we guarantee that they will not come back again? After they have robbed enough, there will be

What can prevent them from returning here, returning to Azeroth?" Obviously, this sentence had some effect, and some soldiers had already started whispering.

"If the orcs grow to be several times larger than the tribe led by Orgrim, and can open access to the continent of Azeroth from anywhere, how should we face them?"

Nathanos grabbed his collar excitedly!

"Nathanos!"

"Let him go! Are you crazy?"

Khadgar and Danaus immediately stopped him.

"Turalyon!" He said warningly: "Listen to me, I don't care what you do, but please don't force those people who have followed you through life and death!" Nathanos let go of him and turned around.

leave.

Turalyon roughly arranged his clothes. He had never felt that he was in such a difficult situation now. He needed someone to believe in him now. Khadgar could do it before, but what about Kurdran and Danas?

"Young man, are you really sure you want to do this?" Kurdran asked in a low voice. Turalyon nodded. The dwarf remained silent for this cruel reality.

"So what do you plan to do?" Turalyon asked Kurdran.

The dwarf looked at the griffin that was eating not far behind him, "You know, Turalyon. The Eagle's Nest Mountain has rarely had contact with humans. We deal with the most primitive inhabitants of nature, and we don't speak.

Proportional, so humans or elves think that we are no different from barbarians, so even if we join forces to defeat Orgrim, we still cannot get the respect we deserve!"

The alliance commander nodded. He admitted this. The words of the Wildhammer dwarves within the alliance did not carry enough weight. They were not even involved in many important decisions. Turalyon had always felt guilty for this.

"so you?"

"You have to do something practical, right?" The dwarf suddenly laughed at him. "If you want to change other people's opinions of you, you must first make others convinced of your actions. I think this is an opportunity!"

"What?" Turalyon looked at him in surprise, but Kurdran only smiled at him. In the blink of an eye, Turalyon felt trusted.

"As Nathanos said, we cannot force our soldiers!" Danas also stood up, "The people participating in this operation can only be volunteers! If you really want to do this, figure

General Rayan, I will be the first to follow you!"

Turalyon patted him on the shoulder, "Thank you, I think the kings need to know about this first, and we need some time!"

Kurdran nodded and said to his companions: "Move, boys! Then the griffons will have dinner." The dwarves nodded, saluted Turalyon, boarded their griffins, and took to the air.

Rising, Turalyon turned to his friends.
Chapter completed!