It seemed that everything was over, but soon the people deep in the Dark Temple discovered something terrible.

Just above the Black Temple, the space-time cracks caused by Ner'zhul's experiments showed different states.

Either they are shrinking, or they are expanding, or they are twisting... Although the states are different, what they all have in common is that they make people feel uneasy:

Violent and ominous energy is flowing out of those expanding space-time cracks, and terrifying things are watching the world!

The shrinking cracks in time and space are eating away at the entity of this time and space, pulling on the world.

And those twisting cracks are deeply affecting the laws and order of the physical world Gorongas.

The sea water is rising, the land is crumbling, and the sky is cracking.

"Damn Ner'zhul! His frequent spell experiments have harmed the very origin of this world!"

Drek'Thar roared in despair.

"More than that! This world has attracted the attention of the Twisting Nether! They are pulling at the world!"

Nozdormu also added at this time that he was not the only one, but the other three dragon kings also noticed the evil coming from the other side of the broken void.

"The smell of this evil energy is so disgusting."

Queen Alexstrasza's voice was as cold as ice.

Ms. Ysera spoke rationally to everyone at this time.

"Friends, we must leave this world, don't forget our responsibilities."

The four dragon kings are the guardian dragons of Azeroth. If it were not for hunting down Deathwing, they would not be able to enter this world.

The world is about to collapse at this moment, and it is a very dangerous behavior for them to continue to stay here.

"I'm sorry we can't keep you company any longer."

The four dragon kings flashed their giant wings and planned to take all the dragons away from here, but Khadgar stopped them.

"Please, Your Majesty the Dragon King, give me one more help. We will directly use the Great Teleportation Technique to go to the Dark Portal."

Only then did everyone realize that Khadgar was no longer what he used to be, and he had mastered the god-like teleportation technique.

The Blue Dragon King looked at Khadgar with a pair of jewel-like eyes. Perhaps he would only appear wise and calm when it came to matters involving magic.

But Malygos didn't say anything after all, and Kel'Thuzad couldn't help but speak.

"Lord Khadgar..."

But before he could say anything, Khadgar waved his hand and interrupted him.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Please help me set up the magic circle together. The transmission must be completed as soon as possible."

Kel'Thuzad was speechless and could only silently help Khadgar paint the teleportation circle.

With the drawings of two top mages, a magic circle that could accommodate more than ten thousand people, including a group of adult dragons, was completed. This magic circle almost included the entire huge terrace.

"Teleportation begins!"

Following Khadgar's cry, the four dragon kings injected the purest arcane energy into the raised Atiesh.

To achieve the teleportation of tens of thousands of people, even if Khadgar had a part of the guardian's power, he couldn't do it. Only the Dragon King could provide arcane magic of this magnitude.

Massive amounts of arcane magic collide with high concentrations of evil energy, creating countless transformations and collapses between arcane magic and evil energy in an instant.

The energy that burst out was unimaginable. In just a split second, when everyone opened their eyes again, they appeared in front of the Dark Door of Tanaan Jungle.

"You are finally back. The changes in this world are really terrible. Could it be that Ner'zhul's plan succeeded?"

Lothar, Antonidas and others who were guarding the Dark Gate came together and asked.

"Ner'zhul failed. All three artifacts were recovered, but the situation is not optimistic. Because of Ner'zhul's previous experiments, the world is about to collapse."

The original Tanaan Jungle may still retain some plants in some inconspicuous places.

But now Li De is certain that the last bit of plants has disappeared without a trace. The entire place originally called Tanaan Jungle, the ground is completely charred black, and everywhere you look you can see the immortal evil flames.

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"This is not the place to talk. We must leave here as soon as possible!"

As Li De said, the team began to retreat into the Dark Gate in an orderly manner, and soon Li De and the others discovered that one team was not moving.

"Chief Drek'Thar?"

Lothar shouted, and the old shaman and his team of less than a thousand people stood there, looking at the distance filled with chaos and collapse.

"Sorry, I can't ignore all this."

Drek'Thar said sadly, and it was unbelievable that his eyes, which had been dry for a long time, actually shed tears at this time, flowing through the goggles.

"But there is nothing you can do, my friend! Your clan is still waiting for you to return!"

Lothar reminded loudly that he had already guessed what Drek'Thar was going to do.

"But there are still many living orcs here! They are children, women and old people!

In Galadar on the Nagrand grassland, there live many unfallen orcs who have not joined the tribe. They drag their injured and injured bodies there to recuperate. I can't watch them suffer!

Even if it's just in vain, I will make my last effort to try to turn this collapsed world around!"

Hearing Drek'Thar say this, Lothar also fell silent.

He asked himself that as long as he was alive, he would not give up on the old, weak, women and children. He really couldn't convince Drek'Thar.

The great elder Takshiro also tried to persuade Drek'Thar, but the final result was that the world was about to collapse, which made the great elder extremely discouraged. He could only persuade his friend not to do stupid things.

"Have you ever thought about what would happen to the Frostwolf clan if you died here?"

Drek'Thar hesitated, but in the end he strengthened his belief, turned to face Lothar and said.

"Marshal Lothar, you are a person I admire. I believe in your character. The Frostwolf clan is a peace-loving orc.

If I die here, please give them a chance to survive, because the Frostwolf clan has been on your side."

As he spoke, Drek'Thar actually took off his feathered shawl, which symbolized the identity of the chief, and held it in front of Lothar with both hands.

"Please keep it on your behalf. The former Chief Durotan died in Gul'dan's assassination, and his only son Go'el is also missing.

Please find a way to find him. I saw the guidance of the ancestors' spirits in the Dark Temple. This child should still be alive and he will become a qualified chief."

When Drek'tar's words reached this point, Lothar knew that he could no longer convince him. Not only did Drek'tar fail to convince him, some people were even inspired to decide to stay!

"Shaman Magtur, do you want to stay too?"

Danath Trollbane asked in disbelief. If he remembered correctly, his savior had a blood feud with the orcs.

Magtur stood beside Drek'Thar and spoke in an extremely complicated tone.

"I hate the orcs so much that I wish all the orcs would die, and I would not be able to wash away the pain they have caused to the draenei:

Our cities were destroyed, our temples were occupied, our compatriots were killed, our women were insulted... Even we, the Broken Ones, were born out of that endless despair.

But at this moment, I can't hate Drek'Thar Shaman. I admire his sentiment.

Like him, I also believe that many of my people still exist in this world: the draenei, the broken, and the lost.

I cannot ignore them and die with this world.

I am also a shaman who believes in the elements, and I am willing to stay and assist the shaman chief, communicate with the elements and try to reconcile the world."

After Magtur said this, Drek'Thar felt ashamed, because even though he thought he had a clear conscience, he had followed the tribe to kill the Draenei.

"I... thank you for your trust, and I am willing to save the Draenei in the same way... to atone for my sins."

Magtur accepted Drek'Thar's salute with a dull expression, and he did not want to get too entangled in it.

After that, there were no more unnecessary words. Drek'Thar, Magtur and those warriors bid farewell to the Alliance generously and trekked deeper into the scorched earth and fire.

"Let's go! Evacuate this world!"

Lothar had no choice but to finally give such an order.

Li De looked at the backs of Drek'Thar and others from a distance. He didn't know what the final fate of Gorongas would be. Will it be able to retain a fragmented world? Or would it be completely destroyed and annihilated?

Everything was unknown, so he could only silently wish these people with fearless spirit good luck.

Li De had to admit that even he, the most determined enemy of the orcs, could not hate orcs like Drek'Thar.

This old shaman is good at assessing situations and has a wise and profound vision. At the same time, he truly loves peace and has a kind heart.

After walking out of the Dark Door, a thunderous cheer broke out among the Alliance Army!

This war spanned the end of the seventh year and the beginning of the eighth year of the Dark Portal and lasted for several months. After paying the price of more than 25,000 casualties, the Alliance finally won!

And unlike the previous two orc wars, this time the alliance went straight to Huanglong and completely shattered the reactionary tribal military regime. At this point in the Dark Portal in the south of the kingdom, the orcs will no longer be a problem!

But while you are happy, there are also some things you need to pay attention to.

That is, all the top leaders of the alliance, including Li De and Lothar, were not satisfied with the outcome of this war.

In fact, they did defeat the orcs, but the result made the alliance very frustrated and angry:

The three artifacts recovered were originally owned by Azeroth and cannot be counted as a result of the war;

Ner'zhul was exiled to the void, his life and death unknown, and the Fenris tribe was teleported and his whereabouts are unknown (it has been confirmed that the situation where Fenris and the army were teleported to Lordaeron as Ner'zhul said did not happen at all. No city in the kingdom's continent has
To be continued...