It wasn't that the Alliance hadn't lodged a diplomatic protest with the Horde.
If he could listen, then he wouldn't be Braindead Roar. Not only was he ashamed of it, but he was proud of it.
"The Horde doesn't understand what you're talking about, but if the Alliance dares to step into our territory, the Horde will fight."
Braindead Roar's clean rebuttal made Galivix even more moved. He turned around and asked Braindead Roar for all the Taurens who had surrendered in the last war and dragged them to the mines as slaves to mine.
In fact, Garrus Hellscream had always had a very complicated fear of the Alliance.
From childhood, youth, and adulthood, he had stayed in Nagrand, waiting for death. Even though the other half of his vision was the lush green Nagrand, every day he watched the gradually collapsing world and the floating islands in the sky because of the chaotic gravity, he had always felt fear.
Finally, one day, the ancestors he had been praying for sent people to save him.
The leader was, of course, Thrall, but it wasn't the Great Chief's Orc army that brought the two million Orcs out of that dangerous place, but the Alliance's flying battleships.
Garrus would never forget the first time he had seen those giant artificial objects that were hundreds of meters long soar into the sky and take him and his people away.
It had given him the feeling that a different race (mainly humans) had used their wisdom and power to defeat nature and conquer the world.
After escaping by a fluke, all that was left was a deep sense of fear and inferiority.
Compared to this high-tech civilization, the Orcs were too primitive and backward.
Perhaps in the past, the Orcs could use the power of demons to defeat the Draenei, who were few in number. But against a race that had more people than the Orcs, a race that was more civilized and more powerful than the Orcs — the humans — could the Orcs really win?
There were no professional psychologists in this world.
No one knew that when one's inferiority complex reached its limit, under the pressure of extreme fear, there would only be two possibilities for one's soul: Either it would collapse under the pressure, or it would become extremely arrogant in order to vent the pressure on one's soul after the extreme inferiority complex.
Garrus was afraid of humans, afraid of Duque, and at the same time, he hated Duque, who had stolen the father he was so proud of.
It was this contradictory mentality that caused him to hate the alliance led by the humans. He would not rest until he destroyed this alliance that threatened him, the orcs, and even the entire tribe.
It was with this mentality that he stepped into the Door of Darkness 28, October. A mysterious figure appeared and satisfied his desire.
The former Sun King, Anastrian.
"Afraid of the Alliance? Actually, even if we can't catch up to the Alliance in a short period of time, as long as we get the weapons that the Alliance doesn't dare to attack us, that's enough. "
"What are you referring to? Bones! Tell me what you think, or I'll tear your bones apart and feed them to my wargs. "Garrouch did not show the slightest bit of respect to the tribe's only Breaking Dawn Wizard.
Anyway, in his opinion, the wretched wretch who betrayed the High Elves for immortality, betrayed the Forgotten Ones under the pressure of the Lich King, and finally returned to the tribe to seek refuge shamelessly was not worthy of any respect.
In a sense, he was right.
Anastrian was now a slave to three different families.
"Focusing Rainbow!" A term that Garrusch had never heard of came out of that rotten mouth.
"Hmm?"
The former Sun King said in an extremely tempting tone, "As the most powerful arcane energy in Azeroth, the Titans gave the blue dragons the artifact to control magic. It helps the spellweavers manage the magic of Azeroth. If necessary, it can even absorb the arcane energy of the entire Azeroth. However, this will make it extremely unstable. If it explodes, it might blow up the entire Azeroth into a second Outland. Oh, 'our world'."
Garrouch's breathing quickened. He was so excited that he could even hear his own intense heartbeat. Every beat was so powerful that it pounded against his chest.
It was precisely because he knew that the Alliance had the ability to easily destroy the Tribe that he was so irritable and furious. If he could have this thing, he wouldn't have to be afraid of the Alliance!
If the Alliance dared to attack, he would dare to blow up the Azeroth.
"What you said … Is it true? Where is that thing? "Even Garrouch knew that he was a little too eager, and his voice trembled.
"Coincidentally, I know where that thing has been recently. As the price for me helping the Great Chief control this great weapon, I hope that the Great Chief can also help me with a small matter? "
"Say it!" Garrouch was impatient.
"I hope to once again become the leader of the Forsaken so that the Forsaken can rejoin the Tribe."
"Hmph hmph! That's for sure! That bastard Delano who betrayed his ancestors! Serves him right for not being able to return to the Land of Ancestral Spirits. "Garrouch agreed without hesitation.
Just as the Tribe was secretly carrying out a new conspiracy.
In the conference room of the Dalajan Kirin Tor Council. Unexpectedly, there were no other Kirin Tor Council members here. There were only three people sitting in high positions.
Each of them was someone who could make the world tremble with just a stomp of their feet in the Alliance —
Demigod, the current supreme leader of the Tidal Throne, Queen Naga, Vice Commander of the Alliance Navy, Vashj!
Demigod, the current supreme leader of the Land of Fire, Dalajan Kirin Tor Council, Leader of the Alliance Mage Army, Kael 'thas Sunstrider.
Breaking Dawn Mage, the current supreme leader of the Weave, Queen Kurtiras, Vice Commander of the Alliance Mage Army, Jaina Proudmoore.
Under the gazes of the three of them, there were two Demons kneeling on one knee on the marble floor — Eredar and Gemini.
"Has the fish taken the bait?" On the main seat, Jaina asked coldly.
"It has already taken the bait. As long as that brainless piranha eats this small fish, everything will be ready," Alises said in a deep voice.
"There were no loopholes, right?" Vashj asked.
Queen Saloras replied, "Don't worry, we're the best at this kind of thing. And right now, the entire Warlock tribe is under our control. As long as Mistress Proudmoore gives the order, we can immediately … "
"Very well, you can leave. There can be no mistakes in this matter. If you mess it up, there's no need for you to exist in this world. "Jaina waved her hand.
"Understood." Eredar and Gemini left.
After the Gemini left, Kael 'thas sighed softly and leaned his body against the back of the bench.
"Are you alright?" Jaina asked.
"I'm fine. Should I say, as expected? Anastrian is still that stubborn, power-hungry Sun King. "Kael's evaluation of his former father was like this.
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