World of Warcraft is a plane with extremely chaotic and distinct power levels. There is no level difference between ordinary professions here. The three lines eternally divide professions into ordinary adventurers and higher professions. These three lines are extremely spanning. Among ordinary adventurers, there are ordinary warriors who only know one or two fists, and there are faith warriors who can fight against a team of Storm City cavalry alone; among the higher professions, there are mages like Kadega who give up their oaths, and there are super ** divisions like Medivh who can touch the threshold of the divine nature just one step away.

As for the near-god line, they are basically giants of the thousand-year-old turtles with open mouths and closed mouths, such as the Titans of the Pantheon, the Fallen Sargeras, or the Ancient God, but these are all things that happened after several versions. Except for Sargeras possessed by Medivh, it is basically impossible for others to come into contact with.

The only thing to be wary of is the bronze dragon that has more troubles, also known as the Time Dragon. These Titans are not the guardians of the creatures in this world, but the development of this world does not deviate from the right track.

Dedicated to maintaining the cruel history set by their masters, watching Azeroth coldly become a bloody meat grinder, killing the Burning Legion according to the script set by their masters, without interfering in the process of maintaining the timeline and ensuring the correct process of history.

In this world, whether it is humans, orcs, undeads or elves, all creatures are puppets in the hands of Titans. They move forward step by step according to the script they have already decided. Finally, after playing the most heroic scene in their lives, they are completely destructive.

As long as the trajectory of the world's development has not changed, these giant dragons that do not do anything to maintain the development of the script will not appear.

"Five-colored guardian dragon"

Chu Ci closed his eyes and unconsciously tapped his fingers on the table. His eyes crossed the roof, crossed the city wall, crossed the dense canopy and gurgling stream, and swung the pointed watchtower to a valley in the outskirts of Shanjin Town that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. There is an old manor inside. The walls covered with ivy are surrounded by more than one hundred war horses. Teams of soldiers are closely patrolling in armor of at least one hundred fifty kilograms.

The old and young cavalry separated during the day stroked their right hand and bowed their heads to the throne opposite the Shatu round table.

Ryan Wrien, a king with a king's belief and strong personality charm, wore a crown, deep eyes, fluffy hair and thick beard proved that he was full of energy. His muscle lines were well covered in comfortable spinning clothes, and it was difficult to explore King Ryan's military background from the density of muscles.

"What kind of monster is this?"

King Ryan's calloused fingers brushed the chopping marks on his shield, and the huge gap could almost push his fist in. It was hard to imagine what kind of weapon it was cut out.

"That's a rumor, His Majesty the King." Someone said.

"How could the thirty people stationed died quietly?" King Ryan's most annoying old guy, if he hadn't been to the position of Dawenzai of the Kingdom, would have driven him out long ago.

"That's a green-skinned monster."

"It's a fel!"

The old cavalry and the young man with a cape who had just entered the house spoke at the same time, attracting the attention of King Ryan and everyone in the house.

"Hmm? Is Kardag?" Chu Ci's mouth slightly raised. The young man in the game is Medivh's apprentice. Oh, by the way, in the game plot, he has an indescribable relationship with the orc Garona. When the movie adaptation version is made, Garona falls in love with King Ryan's brother-in-law Anduin Lothar, a typical tragic man in the plot.

"You talk first." Ryan paused, raised his hand to signal his cavalry to speak.

"Yes, Your Majesty. It is a humanoid green-skinned monster walking upright. It is about two meters and five to four meters tall. It is huge and strong, has great strength, average running speed, and has unknown eating habits. However, from the fact that they know how to make protective gear to cover up the key points and also know how to cast weapons, they have certain wisdom and sociality." The old cavalry saluted King Ryan, sorted out their ideas, and slowly told the information they had been thinking about over and over the way.

At this time, the cavalry was hereditary. It was not only a profession, but also had good knowledge and literacy and learned military strategy. It also had functions such as scouts, infantry soldiers, rangers, heavy cavalry, assault soldiers, special combat soldiers. It was able to carry a gun on the horse and become a lord. It was the backbone of the king.

"So this is an unknown civilization race?" King Ryan frowned tightly. The Azeroth plane was not without other races. There were races such as night elves and dwarves in the alliance, but an unknown race with tacit fighting and hostility suddenly appeared in the southeast of the Elvin Forest, which was not good news.

"It's not just an unknown race, your majesty." Kadega wanted to step forward, but the young knight pressed his shoulder.

Ryan listened to the introduction of his brother-in-law Anduin, and learned that the young man in front of him was the young mage from Dalaran, and immediately took it seriously: "Do you dare to ask the mage's name Gao?"

"My name is Kadega, a candidate for the Guardian." Seeing King Ryan's eyes that were not very convinced, Kadega stuttered: "I am I, but I gave up my oath."

Anduin came to Kardga with gin and joked about the young man: "So you are a fugitive?"

Kadega turned his head and looked at Anduin: "I am not a fugitive." Anduin raised his hand and instructed Kadega to keep etiquette and speak to look at the king.

"His Majesty the King, although I left Dalaran, my magic power was still there, and I felt uneasy, but when the evil power rose, it could almost be smelled!" Kardga didn't know how to say his feelings, so he could only use "smell" to express his fear and anxiety.

"I can't sit still when I realize that the evil forces are so close!"

"Huh?" Chu Ci frowned slightly, opened his eyes, and looked to the southeast. The soul power mixed with Ning He and the light accompanied by the fallen soul. Should Medivh deserve to be the close god master who summoned the Dark Gate with his own strength?

"Military officer, medical officer, curse officer." Chu Ci said three names lightly, and three rotating alchemy teleportation arrays shone in the bar. The gathered spatial power communicates with the unknown space in Chu Ci's body. In the vigilant and alert eyes of the adventurers, three alchemy puppets stepped out of the golden light in the sky.

"Bring a Moonlight Knight Order to Gran Village." Chu Ci pointed out, and a talisman seal appeared on the forehead of the curse official Bai Zhe. "Where did Zixuan and Zhenhong run?"

Only Crimson sat there reservedly on the round table, holding the cereal bread in small corners and eating, Zixuan and Zhenhong left at some point.

When Chu Ci saw it, he put the cereal bread in the plate with the deep red hand, and pointed his white little finger outside the door.

"Um?"
Chapter completed!