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"Idar Stormpike!"Xavier recognized him, the supreme commander of the Alliance garrison Hildebrand. The powerful Druid spell shocked Xavier. It is said that this secret technique, which is only passed down by the night elves, somehow made it known to the dwarves. , in the face of that destructive power, Xia Weier lost the power to resist, and even the deepest consciousness of resistance was defeated. Are you waiting for the death sentence? Time is distorted again, and with the change of light and shadow, Xia Weier Vil returned to the old wizard's dim hut. He sat down on the ground and gasped, as if he had just died.

Xavier lay on the ground, looking up at the old wizard named Kula, as if he had never It was only now that I really got to know him, and I struggled to squeeze out a few words from the corner of his mouth,"Who are you."The old wizard did not answer, but his actions had already proved his identity. The cloak wrapping him gradually deformed, and then the skin of his body fell down like shreds of paper. His gentle and kind face, and his eyes shone with wisdom. It was a face that Xavier had seen before. Even though he hadn't seen him for a long time, he still recognized him at a glance."I can't stop Alsace from betraying his people, just like I can't stop you from saving the world."."Kura answered Xavier's question gently, or he should be called by another name, Medivh the Seer.

"Remember that time is also a kind of magic. Everything that happens in front of you is an illusion, but the illusion may have actually happened.""Why are you telling me this?" When Xavier woke up from the shock, he finally understood that fate had chosen him again, and perhaps an unusual period was about to begin."Medivh still maintained his peaceful smile, issued his final prophecy to Xavier,"Some people are destined to become heroes, and some people are destined to be saved. Remember that nothing can make you truly believe, including the unknown power you possess." The prophet did not give Xia Wei When Weir had the chance to ask, his body contracted and deformed again, and he lowered deeply. His arms became thick and grew wings, and he once again turned into a black bird in the sky and flew away.

Xavier stood up and walked out of the hut. Hildabrand's wind brought the fragrance of tumbleweed to his face, which made Xavier wake up a little. He still couldn't understand the answer to his destiny from the prophet. Maybe he should go back to Orkus. The injured orc still needed him. When Xavier returned to the place where he first met Orkus, the orc who could sacrifice everything for glory was no longer there."Where did he go?" Xavier hesitated. He wanted to find Krumush, but the faint smell of blood in the wind pointed him to the distant sea. At this moment, a whimpering sound came from the air. Xavier looked up and saw a ghost baby dragon falling from the sky. Xavier knew him. This was the injured young dragon next to Orkus. He lowered his head and kept rubbing Xavier's arm, making a low sound.

"Are you asking me to go with you?" Xavier gently stroked the head of the ghost baby dragon. The baby dragon responded to Xavier with a low chirp and got down. Xavier no longer had to hesitate, he jumped down After riding up, the ghost baby dragon let out a long neigh and spread its wings. The waves were still rolling in the tranquility, and the moist wind brought more smells of orcs. There was a looming island in the distance. The ghost dragon flew straight to where it was. Xavier knew where it was, the territory of the Stormpike tribe, Atonement Island. When he was still a place managed by humans, it was a place where prisoners were held, but now it has become the Stormpike. At the gathering place of the dwarves, Xavier had vaguely guessed where the orc Orkus was going and what he was going to do. He didn’t know whether to be moved by the orcs’ futility or blame them for their stupidity. The ghost dragon landed on a shoal near the island. , Xavier rolled over and looked around here. The few trees on the island that were washed bare by the sea were bustling and growing near the center of the island. The corpses of Stormpike dwarves scattered everywhere showed that a battle had occurred here not long ago. Fighting. Xavier patiently searched for the figure of Orcus, and finally a green shadow behind the rock allowed Xavier to find the orc. He tore strips of burlap to wrap the wound, and Orcus tried his best to wrap it up He wiped the ax in his hand until the gentle holy light shone on him. He looked up at Xavier and showed a simple and honest smile unique to the orcs, although this smile was a bit disgusting in Xavier's eyes."You are indeed a Special Forsaken One, does Sylvanas suddenly change her gender and care about glory?"Glory has nothing to do with me, but the lives of my friends are what I value most, whether I was alive or now.""Orkus held Xavier's hand with force. This sincere enthusiasm almost made Xavier forget the pain. Unfortunately, those blind Stormlance dwarves always appeared from time to time, and seeing the orcs and the Forsaken was like seeing When he arrived at his enemy, his bloodshot eyes were full of killing. Facing the impact like a wild beast, Orkus turned sideways to avoid the blow. The heavy ax struck down smoothly, and a head rolled out quickly.

The ground was stained with red blood. Orkus wiped the blood from his ax and said,"When I came here, I deliberately destroyed the siege cannon made by the Stormpike dwarf scientists, otherwise you would have turned into cannon fodder in mid-air. Xavier smiled,"I'm afraid most of those things are for the upcoming war. Tell me what your purpose is. I don't believe you would be stupid enough to come here and die," Xavier teased."Haha, Orkus laughed and said,"Of course it's for the battle plan of the Stormpike Dwarves. I came here just for it when I first came here. I didn't expect to be discovered. They beat me half to death and threw me to the ground." Feed the fish in the sea. I didn't expect that I was destined to be lucky. For the glory of the orcs, I must wash this place with blood. How about, let the Forgotten have a big fight."Now that Xavier is here, how can he go back there without doing anything? Although he has always longed for peace between the Alliance and the Horde, this almost extravagant wish seems impossible to realize now."Okay, for tribe!"Xavier shouted, imitating Orcus's tone. It seemed that at this moment he had become an orc and regained the lost glory.

A large number of Stormlance dwarves were killed, and the wounds on Orkus and Xavier were The number is also increasing. But they don't care about the bleeding wounds."The battle plan of the Stormpike Dwarves is right in front of them. Work harder, don't die before me.""Orkus roared bloodthirsty, and Xavier responded. The scythe in his hand ended the life of a Stormpike dwarf who dared to disturb him. This kind of killing was what Xavier was tired of the most, but at this moment he had no choice. , when Orcus held up the battle plan from the blood, his wild laughter made Xavier couldn't help but be moved. Yes, now is not the time to think about these things, support your friends with actions.

Xavier The Stormpike dwarf who dared to stop Orkus while slaying with his scythe, only now did he truly regard this orc as a friend."How dare you massacre my people, use your blood to commemorate them.""It was a hollow voice filled with thunder and lightning meditation. Xavier turned around and saw the figure that frightened him, Idar·The spear, the powerful being shown in that fantasy not long ago, almost made Xavier unable to move in shock, was now standing in front of him."Kill him! Just like you killed those hateful Stormpike dwarves," Orkus roared, charging as usual."No!" Xavier's shouting failed to stop Orkus' reckless behavior. The burning flames of the lightning spear left deep marks on his body. The blood was burned by the hot lightning as soon as it flowed out. After doing it, Xavier caught Orkus who flew out. Looking at his already burnt body, he knew that the orc in front of him had been seriously injured, and he had already stepped into the door of death with one foot..

Orkus handed the battle plan to Xavier with trembling hands. His trembling lips and voice were already trembling,"Give this plan to Supervisor Krumsh, for the sake of the tribe!" Orkus said. Si pushed Xavier away and rushed towards Idar again. Xavier wanted to help but was stopped by his tough eyes."Run!" Orkus left his last shout and threw Idar to the ground. , the advantage in an instant was shattered by the ruthless thunder and lightning. The fire caused by the thunder and lightning burned Orkus's body, and the thunder and lightning spear penetrated his heart, but he still hugged Idar tightly, even Death cannot change him. Xavier couldn't help but shed tears. This was in memory of the hero. He couldn't waste the time that Orkus had bought for him with his life. The neighing sound of the ghost dragon rang in his ears. Climb him and fly to the distant ocean. But the flying fireballs did not let him go. One of the fireballs hit the ghost dragon. The mount trembled with pain, but he obviously inherited the heroism of his master and used his last bit of strength to bring Xavier offshore. area, with one last neighing sound, it sank into the sea forever.

"I will always remember you, the great orc warrior Orkus! Xavier swam hard to the shore, silently blessing this great warrior in his heart. At this moment, Xavier finally understood that time had made him lose his strength. If he still had the powerful power he had when he helped Sylvanas establish the kingdom, Then no one will die. But since the necklace stopped giving him reminders, his power has slowly faded, but he has never wanted to believe it, but at this moment he is powerless in the face of the death of his companions. Only at this moment does he know that he has power It's valuable.

When Xavier handed this battle plan to Krumush, the old orc who had grown old with time finally couldn't help but shed tears of gratitude,"Orkus, you The children will be proud of you. As the hero of the tribe, you will become their eternal monument."Xavier didn't speak. It was obvious that he didn't belong to him at this moment. He wanted to spend the whole night praying for this friend who had only just met but proved his worth with his life, and praying for the Holy Light to save this heroic soul. As a forgotten person, he has been forgotten. The living and the dead are forgotten, and the glory has left with the death of his body. The glory will never belong to him again. This is Xavier's sorrow, but this does not change his determination to fight for glory.