Warcraft novel series

Prince Naton was unaware of the changes that had taken place in the Lost City. Everyone's memories had been rewritten to mean that the cat-headed people existed from the beginning. It was the conspiracy of the wind element lord. He wanted to use this place as his place to counterattack the mainland. A stronghold. The original allies turned into a conspiracy because of the wind element lord, and Nadun was detained. Gidwin and his expedition team, who came to explore Uldum, were also detained. Things started to go their way, and the cat-headed people were considered a vicious race. In the attack on Naom, these controlled catheads were also the front line. The controlled catheads simply could not exert their original strength. A civil war between innocent people seriously depleted the Kaffis tribe's strength. strength. However, as the chief of the tribe and the only leader of the Neferset tribe who still retains his own consciousness, he can only watch his tribe being exploited and died in a distant desert land.

????Regarding such a result, Voss, as the commander of that battle, felt like he had been tricked. The result of trying her best was a civil war between innocent people. The shame of having her glory trampled on made her green eyes turn bright blue, and the flames of anger burned his reason. This should not be forgotten, and neither will Vos. He wants to seek revenge from the Lord of the Wind Element, even if the huge disparity in strength prevents him from coming to the city in the sky where Al'Akir lives.

????However, everything was lucky. The appearance of Gidwin became the turning point of this matter. Although I don't know why, Deathwing wanted to trick Gidwin into this lost city. But it was precisely because of Gidwin's appearance that Takht was saved, accidentally breaking the seal of the wind element lord, and finally annihilating the weakened wind element lord in the Lost City. It was precisely because of this seemingly reckless move that the tribe headed by the wind element lord in Kafisi was liberated. That was a liberation of consciousness. They were no longer controlled by the wind element lord, but the physical curse was not lifted. That was a curse sealed by Al'Akir himself. Unless the king of the wind element is defeated, their curse will never be lifted.

????Listening to such a story, Gidwin was rare and did not interrupt from beginning to end, which was impossible in normal times. When did the impetuous dwarf become so patient, Vos thought. Voss felt guilty for the old cat-headed man in front of him. In the tragedy in Naom, his hands were stained with the blood of this race. Even without knowing it, Voss would not Forgive yourself. Looking at the somewhat silent Voss, Kaffis seemed to know something. He looked at Voss and said,"There is no need to feel guilty. We are all chess pieces manipulated by those powerful beings. No one is right or wrong. We are trapped in this." In hatred, we are destined not to move towards a new future." Voss nodded,"Maybe, I didn't expect that the most classic battle in my life would have such an outcome." Wos paused and his eyes dimmed. Si shook his head helplessly and said,"Maybe you are right. No one is right or wrong in the war. We are just chess pieces manipulated by the strong, and our destiny is not in our control.""

????Seeing Voss saying something he didn't understand, Gidwin finally couldn't help it anymore and heard him shout,"Get up, everyone. Why are there so many people around? I'm already hungry. Hurry up." Prepare something to eat." Ji Dewen was still so heartless, but even so, an unreasonable embarrassment was turned into nothing. The races living in this oasis are diligent in farming. In a relatively large room, Voss and Jidwin enjoyed the special delicacies from the oasis area near the ocean triangle. Delicious purple fruits and fresh pieces of meat made Jidwin, who was already hungry, very happy to eat. Voss, who was calm and accustomed to big scenes, looked at the busy cat-headed people and couldn't help but feel a little apologetic.

And Kafisi, the old man of Mullaheng, obviously didn't care about this. He just heard him say,"You're welcome, eat more, and my people can regain their freedom. We can't repay this kind of kindness." At this moment, Wosduan I took a sip of the local wine from the glass, and the taste was indeed mellow and attractive. At this time, the mystery lingering in Voss's heart has not yet been solved. How can he be in the mood to eat. I just heard him ask,"Elder, please tell us in detail about the remnants of the wind."

Just as Voss had guessed, his words hit the point. Kafisi let out a long sigh, and it took him a while to hear him say,"As you said, the Remnants of the Wind are the Mulahens who were captured by Al'Akir on the Top of the Whirlpool. But they have since left Odan. It was not the Mu Laheng race when it was the land of Mu." Kafis paused and fell into unbearable memories. His dull eyes revealed his former fear, and he only listened to him narrate,"The wind element Many people from our Mulahen race were captured and taken to his other palace, the Top of the Whirling Cloud. Most of them were the remnants of Orsis and a few people from other tribes. Those who were captured were all killed by the wind without exception. The elements give powerful power and are implanted with memories loyal to the wind element lord. They are the gods sent by the wind element lord to manage us."

Recalling the remnants of the wind, Kafis's mind was filled with horrific memories. Death is still death. Once he disobeys the wishes of the Wind Remnant, death is what awaits him. The Mulaheng who was penetrated through the heart became a meal for the crocodile, and Ogo's other identity is the supervisor of death. No one knows who gave him this right, but this terrifying dwarf perfectly performs this task in the misty wetlands. Once a person is declared dead by the Wind Remnant, he will be killed immediately, and the body will be taken to the misty wetland to wait for the crocodiles to eat.

Jidwin, who had finally filled his stomach at this moment, finally spoke,"Then what happened to Takht? Isn't he the prince of Kalam? Why was he captured in the sky, and your people are still torturing him? , what's going on?" Jidwin's question obviously hit the point. Nakafisi shook his head helplessly and said,"You know, not all the remnants of the wind are messengers of God. Some of the remnants of the wind retained their consciousness because they were too weak and were sent to Aodan." Carrying out espionage work in Mu's land and waiting for opportunities to cause destruction, the Borasem you know is such a person."

Thinking of Kalum's deputy frontline commander, Jidwin couldn't help but shook his head. He was indeed If he is too weak, a small character who engages in some conspiracy and tricks will indeed not be considered a god."So Takht, what's going on with him, and what happened to the fake Takht I met outside the city." This time it was Voss and Kafis' turn to be surprised. They asked almost in unison,"Did you meet two Takhts?"

Gidwin was startled by such expressions and said with an innocent face,"It was the fake Takht who kicked me into the wetland in the mist." So Jidwin said Devin briefly talked about his experience. This time it was Kafis's turn to let out a deep breath, and he said calmly,"The fake Takht you mentioned may be a subordinate of the Black Dragon. As for why he did this, I don't know, but it's certain. It's the collaboration between Deathwing and Al'Akir that's not that perfect."