Suddenly, someone came out of the darkness inexplicably, saying that he could save the future of orcs, and no one with a brain would easily believe it.

If Orgrim hadn't touched the other person's background, he had suppressed the irritable brother beside him, Grom would have let the mysterious man know what an axe on his forehead meant.

Although Orgrim believes that he has indeed aged a lot, he has not lost his vigilance in the wild, let alone Grom, who is still the strongest orc warrior in service.

The hooded man in front of him who could not see clearly completely avoided their perception and suddenly appeared like a ghost that did not exist in this world. Orgrim and Grom's vigilance reached its highest level in a short period of time.

"The new home of the orcs?" Orgrim's eyes flashed coldly. "Do you think I would believe a guy who doesn't even dare to say his identity clearly?"

The man in the hood nodded understandingly, "It is normal for Chief Orgrim to have this vigilance. I will tell you my suggestions. As for whether the orcs are willing to try, it is your own problem."

Under the vigilant gaze of the two old orcs, the hooded man said to himself, "Just as you discussed before, there is no place for orcs in the East Continent, but the Kalimdo continent on the other side of the sea may not be."

"The orcs have two choices. One is to cross the sea to the Kalimdo continent and look for a barren red land on the east coast of the mainland."

"As Chief Orgrim knows, most of the habitable land in Kalimdo is occupied by night elves and other native races, and only this barren land that is worthless to other races is unvalued."

"This is one, the second option is to head north to the cold Northrend."

"The North Wind Tundra, located southwest of Northrend, has not been under the jurisdiction of this day. Although the local climate is relatively harsh, it is not as cold as it can be."

"For the orcs who regard grazing as the tradition, this land has good value, but because it is far from the civilized world of Azeroth, choosing Northrend will have certain obstacles to the orcs integrating into the new world."

"That's all."

The man in the hood raised his hand and waved his cloak, gradually fading and disappearing under the gaze of Grom and Orgrim.

"Whether you are willing to believe and how to choose a base is up to you. This is a decision that really concerns the survival of orcs. Please think twice before doing it."

"A month and a half later, the trading ship of Kurtiras will transport a large number of specialties from Northrend to dock in Nanhai Town. If you decide to take action, please make a decision as soon as possible."

As the mysterious man's voice gradually faded away, Orgrim's eyes showed a meditative look.

"Hmph!" Grom snorted unhappily, and hung the blood roar back to the weapon behind him with him. "The guy with his head and tail is hidden, and he can't believe any punctuation of what such a person says."

Orgrim touched his chin thoughtfully at this moment. "Not mentioning the situation in Kalimdo, I seem to have heard of Northrend."

The human pioneer team opened a route to Northrend a few years ago, and many speculators and adventurers who wanted to take the opportunity to make a fortune were very active in the Northrend pioneer team.

When exploring Northrend's booming trend of making money, Orgrim was also imprisoned in a shelter. The guards also mentioned this wave of adventure gold rush when they were bored.

Orgrim had a good memory. He remembered that the place names that the human guards mentioned when they mentioned Northrend were the most common names of Howling Fjord and Wagard, rather than the North Wind Tundra mentioned by the mysterious people.

This proves that the land of the North Wind Tundra has not attracted attention from all human countries. At least from this perspective, perhaps the mysterious man's words are not entirely nonsense.

Grom looked at Orgrim in surprise, "Old friend, you won't plan to believe him, are you?"

Orgrim shook his head and said, "I will not make a conclusion until there is tangible evidence. Guyle is going to Tarenmill to plunder food recently. Then he will arrest a few human officials and come back to ask."

Both choices have their pros and cons, if that person doesn't speak nonsense

In Shandara City, Andrea is listening to the information that Aurelia lurks in the Icecrown Glacier during this period.

"The permanent iceberg existed a long time ago, but the artificial throne on the top was later built by the Undead Vicu and Undead Worm."

Long before the Ice Throne appeared, Aurelia followed the clues left by the gargoyle and chased into the Ice Crown Glacier.

This extremely cold glacial frozen soil once made Aurelia unable to gain a foothold, so she had to go to Shandala to buy cold-resistant clothes and thermal magic tools.

Rangers have a strong adaptability to the environment. Aurelia, who often travels around the world, is not the kind of spoiled young lady.

Although the climate of the Ice Crown Glacier is very difficult and it is very difficult to find food, after a period of adaptation, Aurelia tenaciously took root in this forbidden area of ​​life.

At first, Neozu's actions were very low-key, and he had been hiding in a cave deep in the glacier to remotely control the battle under the ground.

As the snowballs of the undead army grew bigger and bigger, with the help of several human-shaped bats mentioned by Aurelia, the Ice Throne was transformed in just half a month, and the large ice cube with armor inside was also transferred to the top of the Throne.

"Human-shaped bat?"

Andrea's eyes became a little gloomy. "Is it a bald demon with bald wings on his back, horns on his head, and a sinister face?"

Aurelia looked at Andrea unexpectedly, "Yes, do you know each other?"

"Haha" Andrea smiled without any warmth on his face. "Of course I met them. I had dealt with them ten thousand years ago, and Sandys should still remember them freshly."

The Fear Demon King is a very cunning demon. They know that their individual strength is not stronger than other demons, and often they will habitually choose to move together.

Originally, their leader Tikdios was an exception, but Azshara turned his head away ten thousand years ago. He had serious doubts about his strength and always maintained a group travel state after the punishment was over.

A surprise attack on the Frozen Throne had just been launched. At this time, Neozu should still be very alert. Andrea suppressed his murderous intention and signaled Aurelia to continue the story.

"I have previously investigated in most areas suitable for hiding in Ice Crown Glacier. There are some tall giants living in the valleys of Ice Crown Glacier."

"But just as your scouts have discovered, most of the giant villages are infected with strange plagues, and the bodies of the giants who have died of illness are digging their graves at night, gathering towards the throne under the control of some force."

Andrea nodded in a clear way, "It turns out that the undead is making trouble. That kind of plague should not be just a simple disease, but it should also be mixed with the effects of some death spells."

Holding your chin and pondered for a while, Andrea said to Aurelia, "The information you provided helped us fill in the missing pieces before, and at least allowed me to further determine the power behind the undead."

"Now the undead have increased their vigilance against the Ice Crown Glacier, and it is not suitable to continue lurking and exploring. You should clean up and prepare to return home."

"Return to China?"

Aurelia was stunned for a moment, and her brows gradually frowned, "Is something happened to Quel'thalas?"

In the past year, Aurelia had almost completely disconnected from the outside world, and news about Quel's Thalas had not yet reached her ears.

Andrea briefly explained to her, "In one sentence, Quel'salas is now standing on the verge of internal turmoil, and your sister Sylvanas is also at the forefront. You'd better go back and see it yourself."
Chapter completed!