"A tribal warrior like Rexxar has been dragged into a terrifying abyss by just a few words from you. My dear little master, you are so merciless when you try to trick one of your own."

After Lexa left wearing the dark suit that Blake was very satisfied with, at the central pool of Evergreen Woodland, which was full of weird vitality, the smelly pirate smiled like a fox who stole a chicken.

In his ear, Xalatas also said lazily:

"He has decided not to punish those rebellious tribesmen, but to use a rescue gesture to bring them back from the demons.

This might allow the zero-aligned Mok'Nassar to receive valuable supplies, but Rexxar didn't realize what a difficult decision he had made.

He originally only had to please one party, but now he needs to convince both parties. His workload has doubled, and he is really asking for trouble."

"Will not."

Blake waved his hand and said firmly:

"The Mok'Nassar worship the strong.

Their tradition dictates that as long as Rexxar can single-handedly defeat all the traitors and bring them back like a herd of beasts, the remaining Mok'Nathal will be convinced of Rexxar.

Leolocs, who is as stubborn as a stone on the surface, may become angry because of his child's disobedience after seeing that his stupid son finally understands the secret of being a leader, but he will eventually accept this fact with a smile.

It is impossible for a lion who has always been weak and obedient to become the lion king! Only the lion who dares to challenge tradition and the old leader is qualified to lead the lion group to continue to be strong.

I just taught Lexa something he had been ignoring.

The tribal prince in trouble saved his people like a magic weapon descending from the sky at the critical moment of the tribe. Wow, what a beautiful story! Zhou Zhuo must record it carefully and take it back to Little Xingxing to polish it. This is the subject of her next autobiography.

Isn’t it already there?

This kind of story, which has both exotic and vulgar elements, is sure to be a big hit!

The title of the book is "Your Highness Little Star and the Rebirth of Mok'Nassa"."

"Just hearing the name, it sounds like a big bad movie."

Xal'atath complained, then snorted comfortably, and said to the pirate:

"Lord Staghelm is here to find you. He is approaching. This Evergreen Woodland fascinates him. I just noticed that he is secretly collecting seeds in the forest while the orcs are not paying attention.

He seems to have found something incredible."

"That's what I want him to see."

Blake put away the bad smile on his face, adjusted his clothes again, and said to Xal'atath:

"Although Staghelm is determined in his goal, he needs some extra strength to prompt him to give himself an absolutely correct reason to explain his next actions.

Although he behaves like a madman who doesn't care about good or evil, he also longs to be a savior in his heart.

These druids are so pretentious."

"Well, it is indeed very pretentious, just like Hisari Black Crow!"

Xal'atath said in the pirate's ears maliciously:

"A poor little girl who obviously longs to be a member of the herd, but has to choose to leave for other reasons. When you gave up on her, she almost cried.

She has you in her heart, my little master, you are really a sinful man.

And I discovered another characteristic of yours, and I discovered another thing you and Daelin have in common! You inherited Daelin Proudmoore’s ‘Female Elf Affinity’, my little master.

Look at the people around you, they are all elves!

Are human women not attractive enough to you?"

"Shut up."

The pirate shouted angrily:

"What do you, a mother-in-law, know about human love? I don't want to discuss this damn problem with you. Have the watchmen been sent out?"

"Look, look! You are anxious, and you were refuting my statement just now, but now you are starting to care about your elf lover.

Xal'atath laughed and said:

"They have been released a long time ago. They went to different areas to look for Maiev and the orthodox watchers. According to the mark you put on Maiev, she should be active near Shadowmoon Valley now.

Serra rushed there herself.

Even though he has been corrupted by the void, this guy is still loyal to Maiev Shadowsong. It's really scary.

Come, tell me honestly, little master, are you looking forward to meeting Maiev again?"

"snort"

Black refused to answer the question, then took a few steps forward and made a welcoming gesture to the Archdruid of Staghelm who was walking out of the jungle of Everwood.

He said:

"The Archdruid traveled all the way in Draenor and finally found something he was interested in?"

“There’s something wrong with the forces of nature here!”

Staghelm ignored the pirate's teasing and took out the black seeds he had just found deep in the forest.

He frowned and said:

"The life force here is very violent and aggressive, and is incompatible with all the natural forces I have seen in my life. It is like the opposite of peaceful nature, representing another manifestation of the force of life at the level of aggression.

Although they are both pure forces of nature, their performances in Azeroth and Draenor are completely two extremes.

Since coming to this jungle, all the sights I have seen have subverted my understanding of nature. It is worth studying.

And the earth here cannot be polluted by evil energy.

I just traced back the source of life force here. This peculiar woodland is connected to the world heart of Draenor.

"Weak, it represents the vitality of this world. Once this place is corroded, Draenor will have no hope of recovery."

"so what?"

Blake blinked and said:

"What are the Archdruids going to do?"

"I have a message to send to the Cenarion Order."

Deer Helmet touched his beard, which was decorated with flowers and plants, and said in a deep voice:

"The druids must send an expedition to Draenor and settle in Evergreen to study the life force here and the complex relationship between this world.

If the orcs are not going to abandon their homeland and want to heal it, then this jungle is the key! This is a great cause to save a world, and we nature walkers have a duty!

I need to borrow the Uncrowded One’s communication network all over the world, Lord Black.”

"Of course, I'm happy to help."

Blake shrugged and said;

"The world is in such chaos. If we want to bring order to the chaos, the more people the better, of course. As far as I know, the expeditionary force organized by the Holy Light Church is also ready to set off.

It seems that someone finally listened to my reminder.

This is really great. The righteous people gathered here to start a war of contact and knowledge with the devil.

Zhou Zhuo must be asked to record this.

What a great promotional material.”

On the other side, Azeroth, the island of Tol Barad.

It was night on the Draenor side, but it was just after noon on the Azeroth side. It was supposed to be lunch break at Na'thalas College, but the college was particularly lively today.

Students from other colleges were "watching the fun" below the dormitory building of the Warlock School.

They gathered together and watched as the warlock apprentices, who had just entered school for more than a week, packed up the travel supplies that had just been handed out by the academy, and changed their robes into hooded blouses like those of the travellers.

Each class also has an elected monitor and tutor who are counting the number of students.

The human sorcerer apprentices were full of complaints, but the orc sorcerer apprentices were all very excited, and the sorcerers of other races were just like the masses.

The trio of warlocks, who are the daily managers of the academy, are discussing the opening of the portal with several instructors from the Mage Academy.

As the second-in-command of the Warlock Academy, the Enlightenment Master Sachiel stood majestically in front, holding the Usalus war scythe, waiting for the headcount to be completed. In the crowd next to him, there were students from other academies who were going crazy.

Spread all kinds of gossip with unknown origins.

"Hey, have you heard? The Warlock School is about to start its weekly exams."

"Weekly exam? Our college passed the exam yesterday, why are they starting it now? What are you preparing for by dressing up like this? Is the weekly exam of the Warlock School an actual battle?

Isn’t this too exaggerated? They have only been in school for a week.”

"No, it's much more exciting than actual combat! I heard a fellow student of mine who was studying at the Warlock Academy tell me that they were going to another world to fight a group of terrifying demons.

This is the content of their weekly exams.

I heard my fellow countryman complain that the instructors had already announced that the college would not be held responsible if he died in the weekly exam.

It’s simply terrifying!”

A dwarf mage apprentice whispered:

"Fortunately, I enrolled in a mage college. I used to complain about the instructors' strict requirements and excessive homework, but now that I see what the sorcerer apprentices are going through, I feel like I am as happy as in heaven.
To be continued...