Kane and his brothers were swept away from the Holy Land of Marathon by the power of the turning earth.

When a group of them woke up from the power surging on the ground, they found themselves sent to the coast of Desolation, a wasteland not far from the Valley of Spears.

Everyone checked each other's eyes and found that Blake was missing.

Kane immediately raised his war spear and rushed towards Marathon.

Lao Niu was very afraid that Black's previous rudeness had offended the uncertain Elemental Lord, so he was left there to be tortured.

The minotaurs' suffering ended today, and Black played a big role in it. He couldn't just give up on the stinky pirates.

But he was immediately held down by Drek'Thar and Soulwalker Blackhorn.

"It's not what you think."

The old orc with a black cloth over his eyes said:

"The Stone Mother is not angry at Black's rudeness. She probably has something secret to discuss with him. When it comes to experience in dealing with elemental monarchs, none of us are as good as Black.

You don't have to worry about him."

"That's right, you used to only hear things that no mortal should listen to."

Black Horn pulled down his hood and said to Kane:

"Prying into the secrets of the Elemental Lord at will is a very terrible evil act. Although the Stone Mother appears to be extremely peaceful, don't forget that she is also an elemental creature.

She can yearn for order, but chaos is her nature.

Give Blake a little confidence, his journey will never stop here."

"So, in addition to being a soul walker, are you also a prophet?"

Bloodhoof tauren Hamuul Runetotem, who had become familiar with Blackhorn during this journey, asked with a chuckle. Blackhorn shrugged and said:

"I'm not a prophet, but I know that Blake's life will continue to extend into a future that we can't guess... Okay, let's not talk about him anymore.

Now that we have received the Stone Mother's guarantee, the Bloodhoof clan's war in Desolation Land is destined to end soon. It will only be a matter of time for an elemental monarch to personally destroy the entire Centaur civilization.

Our involvement is no longer needed here.”

Antlers touched the Hammer of Khazgoroth on his waist and said to Kane:

"I will return to Highmountain with the Holy Hammer first, and the warriors of Blood Totem will stay here to help you finish the rest. They will then travel around Kalimdor.

You should have read the letter Chief Turuk gave you. These warriors will be asked to be taken care of by the Bloodhoof clan."

"This is what we should do for our brother clan."

Kane solemnly promises to:

"Brothers in Highmountain will be protected by the Bloodhoof clan in Kalimdor. Even if we sacrifice everything, we will protect our brothers and clan from harm."

"Uh, that's not what I meant."

Black Corner waved his hand and said in a strange tone:

"You have also been in contact with Turuk. You know that the Blood Totems are a group of wild bastards. They will definitely cause all kinds of trouble. It's okay in the High Mountains, but you have to be more careful in Kalimdor.

.

What I mean is, don't turn a blind eye to the mistakes of the Highmountain and Bloodhoof clans just because they are aligned.

This kind of shelter is not what we want.

Let’s stop here.

I’m leaving. I’m not used to being away from home for so long. You may not believe it, but this is really the first time I’ve been so far away since I was born.”

Antlers complained, holding the Holy Hammer of Kazgoroth and about to launch an ultra-long-distance teleportation, but was stopped by Kane.

Old Niu took out the blessing stone given by Stone Mother, handed it to Black Horn, and said:

"It's you who have traveled thousands of miles to support our war. You also have a share in the blessings of this earth. Accept it, brother, otherwise we will feel uneasy."

"I appreciate your kindness."

Black Horn seems to be very resistant to the power of this blessed stone.

He took a step back, waved his hands and said:

"But I don't need it. My people may need it. Let's do this. When I go back, I will convey your goodwill to Ulan. If my great chief needs this power, we will send some warriors to your new city in the future.

.

Let them receive the blessing there when the time comes.

Finally, you have a son, right? Kane."

"Yes, my Baine is living with his people in Thunder Bluff."

Mentioning his son, Lao Niu said proudly:

"He will definitely become a noble warrior in the future. Like me, his achievements are destined to surpass mine."

"Very good, Ulan has a daughter."

Black Horn grinned and said:

"When the war is over, maybe you should find time to meet again."

After saying that, the unruly antlered ox clasped the holy hammer and disappeared into the ground with deep laughter, as if blending into the earth, sending itself back from Kalimdor to the distant High Mountain.

Kane didn't understand what Black Horn meant for a while, but Hamuul, the wise ox behind him, did.

The think tank of the Bloodhoof clan also grinned, but didn't say much.

After Black Horn left, the old orc Drektar touched his chin and said in a strange tone:

"This black corner...is a bit strange.

He claims to be a soul walker, and I know that is a respectful title for high-level shamans given by you tauren, but when I controlled the elements with him just now, I found that he seemed to be unfamiliar with the power of the elements.

It is entirely relying on the holy hammer in his hand to roughly drive the power of the earth.

Moreover, according to Blake's description of the Holy Hammer, although it is powerful, it is not so powerful that it can cross two continents in an instant."

"He is not human!"

The old war woman Magatha, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said something that sounded like a curse, which made the others glare at her.

Magatha didn't care about the malicious intentions. She shook her body and whispered:

"I accidentally saw last night that he had the eyes of a wild beast. Such teleportation across the earth was not accomplished by relying on the Holy Hammer. It was just a blind trick.

That is his own natural strength...

A power that is not the same as the power of the stone mother’s earth!

When I'm around him, I always feel like I'm being targeted by a monster. Kane thought he had found an ally, but God knows what terrible thing you found?"

"Shut up!"

Hamuul Runetotem said dissatisfied:

"It is not the tradition of the tauren to be suspicious of an ally who has just helped oneself. Kane may have tacitly allowed you to receive blessings, but this does not mean that we have to re-accept you, Magatha.

Take your die-hard loyalists who long for division and war and leave the territory of the Bloodhoof clan forever!

We don't welcome you back."

These words were very rude, but Kane did not express an opinion. The silent Chief of the Sunwalker also nodded, obviously agreeing with Hamuul's righteous speech.

Magatha snorted, this war old woman still believed in her "tauren supremacy".

She didn't even bother to argue with these idiots.

"The Grim Totem also contributed to the war, and we have a share in this blessing."

Magatha took a few steps back, leaning on her black stone staff, and said to Kane:

"The blessing of the Stone Mother is effective immediately. I have received the blessing of the earth. My followers will go there to take back our rewards after your city is built.

Kane...

I still despise your weakness.

But you have indeed ended the war and the suffering of the tribe. For this, I also want to thank you. The Grimtotem will no longer be hostile to the Bloodhoof clan. Wherever you are, we will stay away.

We will find another place to continue killing the Centaur villains.

But if you take the initiative to provoke, don't blame us for being unkind."

After saying that, Magatha bowed to Kane, then turned and left.

No one stopped her.

Kane did not look at her leaving figure. The old cow sighed and handed the blessing stone in his hand to the old orc shaman. He said to Drek'Thar:

"This is your share, my friend, so don't refuse it anymore. This will make us, the Bloodhoof Clan, very stingy in our treatment of our friends."

"Haha, I have no intention of refusing, Kane."

The old orc laughed and said:
To be continued...