Chapter 210 Thrall Impression

In a sense, the Storm Altar is a small simplified copycat version of the Dark Gate. Although it cannot summon demon lords like Matheriton, Kazak, the second-level big demon is not a problem at all. If you don’t pull out this nail, even if Stonard and Watch Castle fight together, you won’t be able to kill the demons in the curse land!

Although Coulm was just sarcastic about the alliance garrison in Watchtower, it seemed that they were all in the hands of the demon army, but this was just a sarcasm. How could a veteran like him not know the threat of the Burning Legion?

Compared to the Scourge Legion in the sea of ​​people or the sea of ​​skeletons, the soldiers of the Burning Legion could definitely be called qualitative and quantitative. If the demons had not been outrageously poor organizational discipline, Azeroth would have been swept by them long ago. Now he is gloating about Watch Castle. When they are finished, it will be Stonard's turn next...

Thinking of this, Kaulm could no longer sit still, so he pulled Xie Feng and walked towards the entrance of the Valley of Power: "Alex, this matter must be made known to Fort Honor and Stonard as soon as possible. If you drag it down, you will have big trouble!"

"Brother, where are we going?" Xie Feng's hand was almost dislocated. He quickly took two steps to keep up with his rhythm and asked.

"Of course I'm going to see the chief!" Kaulm let go of Xie Feng: "The next batch of reinforcements and supplies sent to Stonard will set out soon. We must notify the chief before this, as if you need to personally convey the most detailed information to him!"

"Chief? Are you sure he won't blow me out?" Although Xie Feng made up his mind to improve his negative image in Thrall's eyes through this news, when he was about to meet, he couldn't help but feel hesitation.

Looking at the racial leaders and strong men of the Alliance tribe, they have more or less defects in strength, reputation or personality. Uther is rigid, Moglani is extreme, Varian is wary, Magni is stubborn, Sylvanas is cold, Bloodhoof is conservative, Lothama is a little hypocritical, Viron is extremely convinced, Naru, Woking and the great craftsmen are not well-known, although Tyrande has a high reputation, but he has a record of using Illidan to attack the Watchmen's troops, which seems too ruthless. Jaina is also full of love news because of the unclearity between Saar, Kelthass and Alsace.

Among all the leaders, Thrall is the only exception! Except for a few extreme racists, he rarely hears his infamy. He devotes all his heart and blood to the new tribe, and his reputation is unmatched by anyone. At the same time, he is committed to the peaceful coexistence of the Azeroth race, and has repeatedly promoted the alliance tribes to fight side by side to resist foreign enemies. He also has considerable prestige among the alliance and some other neutral forces. He never takes the initiative to provoke wars, but in the face of inevitable wars, he shows the wisdom and courage that a leader of a major force should have, without any scruples.

From the time he escaped from the human detention center, rescued his compatriots, and took over his warhammer, black plate armor and the position of the Great Chief from Orgrim in the Hammer Town, and until now the prosperous new tribe, Thrall's experience can be regarded as a legend! A brave and resourceful chief, a politician with affection and righteousness, and a perfect leader!

I am about to face such a great leader, Xie Feng, the poor blood elf commander with a black criminal record, has a bit of guilt when he meets the class teacher in high school. Although he knows that Thrall is easy-going, he still has a hint of hesitation...

Compared to others, Kaulm did not have even a single concern. He seemed to completely regard the noble chief as a friend who could drink and chat. However, Xie Feng could feel the admiration in his eyes that was extremely clear.

Is this Thor's unique personality charm? Xie Feng couldn't help but think in his heart.

The brave and warlike orcs each have their own objects of worship, either Grom, Orgrim, or Sarufar. The name of Thrall rarely appears in their conversations, but when something big happens, everyone's first reaction is that there is a great chief here. If there is any problem, it is left to him to solve it...

The real meaning of the word Thrall is a slave. Blackmore gave him this name to make it his own slave and train it to be a chief to control the orcs at that time. Thrall, who understood his evil thoughts, eventually escaped from prison and wanted to get rid of his destiny. But the result was that he got rid of humans and became a slave to the tribe. He also did not receive any reward, but instead gave everything he had done his best to it. It can be said that he was the entire orc race, and even the highest-ranking hard worker in the tribe!

The Kukaron Guard is the personal guard of the chief, and the little leader of the group, Kaolm, who is the small leader, does not need much trouble to see Thrall. He came to the hall of the Wisdom Valley Chieftain and said to the guard Gukaron. After waiting for a while, he couldn't wait to lead Xie Feng straight in.

Compared to Orgrimmar Cheng, which has expanded countless times, the Chiefs Hall is no different from what Xie Feng looked like in his previous life's memory. It's just that the proportion is a little larger, and I can't feel it if I don't look at it myself. The hall is divided into two halls inside and outside. The orcs who usually protect the Chiefs' safety gather in the smaller outer hall, almost all of them are the peaks of the ninth level. Furthermore, there are powerful heroes. Although because Kaulm brought in, Xie Feng was not hostile to them, he was stared at by more than a dozen such strong men with alert eyes. The short ten-step journey also made him feel cold on his back. After finally entering the corridor and avoiding their sight, Xie Feng quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Then he walked a few steps and then walked through the corridor and came to a wide hall...

The familiar layout, the familiar furnishings, the familiar pictures, the familiar seats, and the familiar chief on it! All of this made Xie Feng feel like he was a different world. Once upon a time, when he was bored, he also came to him with the huge sword of a brutal gladiator on his back and shook his shirt hard, dancing the same dance of the blood elves.

Now he doesn't have that gladiator or fiery sword, nor can he dance that kind of dance, but Thrall still uses that familiar posture, dragging his chin on the chieftain's chair, looking at the crackling brazier in front, frowning silently and pondering, perhaps for the friction with the alliance, perhaps for the increasingly severe continental situation, or perhaps for the future of the tribe...

There is no sensational momentum, nor is there an involuntary temperament that makes people involuntarily impressed by it, nor is it shining in his eyes, and it emits the so-called wise light at all times. What is presented to Xie Feng is just a chief who is worried about his own race and people and thinks about countermeasures, an ordinary orc!

Is this world really just a game?

The care and family affection felt from Jovia made him extremely nostalgic. The more involved feelings towards Terry made him deeply intoxicated, so that he had been escaping reality and did not dare to face it. At this moment, when he saw Thrall again, this problem was extremely stubborn in his mind, unprecedentedly strong!

After coming to this world, everyone in Xie Feng's eyes has their own unique personality and temperament, strong strength, gorgeous magic and strange scenery. It seems that he has been reminding him that this world is artificial and all of them are virtual pictures! However, the feeling of being straight from Thrall is completely opposite to it, because it is ordinary, it is becoming more and more real, which arouses the problems he has been deliberately avoiding...

"Is this world real?" Xie Feng, who was trapped in his thoughts, looked confused and thought involuntarily.

The footsteps of the two of them woke up the contemplative Sar. After thousands of Kolm saluted him, he heard Xie Feng's murmur before he could express the purpose of the trip.

Thrall, who was reaching out to signal Kaolm to get up, stopped after hearing Xie Feng's words, glanced at him with a little meaning, and smiled and said, "Are you confused about this? Maybe I can help you find an answer~" and said, pointing at the chair next to him.

Xie Feng was stunned when he heard this, still looked at Thrall in confusion, and involuntarily walked to him and sat down.

Thrall smiled and said, "Do you know the cave of time? When we walk through there into other time nodes, we will see another identical self. Which one do you think is real?"

Xie Feng smiled bitterly. This is completely different from what he was confused about. The so-called confusion is to worry about what attitude he should use to face the world. Reason tells him that everything here is a virtual existence, but he pours real feelings into it. The questions that could be avoided in the past have been raised. How should he face it now?

"Both are real existences! From the perspective of the person who has left his time and space, the newly arrived time and space are virtual, but from the perspective of this time and space, the stowaway is virtual, but the two can influence each other, which means that both are real."

"Everyone has a unique understanding of the theory of the Cave of Time. In this regard, even the Bronze Dragon or even the Titan dare not say that they are completely correct. Therefore, in this regard, you cannot convince me and it is difficult to solve my confusion... Even if you are the Great Chief!"

Thrall was stunned and never expected Xie Feng to have such an answer. Moreover, there was indeed no place for troops. To some extent, it was more thorough than himself. However, no one could explain the problem of time clearly, at least not now!
Chapter completed!