The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Garrosh Hellscream, you have betrayed the will of Grommash Hellscream."

"Blood Elf, do you have anything else to say to me?

"All tribal members here are free to express their opinions. There is no dictatorship in our tribe."

Seeing Garrosh's change from anger to calm, Lor'themar wanted to vomit blood. I called you my real father, and you didn't even use Gorehowl to kill me.

In my impression, when I said you didn't deserve the glory, you should have fought me to the death... At least you should have had a duel with me, can't you afford it!

Do I have to say that myself? That doesn't fit your character! Xiaohou, when did you become so rational?

So you really took the blame for Thrall? Was it Thrall or someone else who was behind all this? Are you innocent, Young Master?

Holy Light! Please answer me, is it because I have entered the wrong world? The calm and steady young man now makes me feel unreal. He won’t hide his own difficulties and try to whitewash them like Sylvanas burned the trees!

Did I prevent the destruction of Theramore, causing the butterfly effect... Impossible, I clearly felt the energy surge in my body, someone definitely wanted to kill me.

There are quite a few people around, and I really don't want to say that directly! Someone help me create a stage so that Garrosh can challenge himself to a duel.

“Perhaps I should call you... Lor'themar Theron?”

Seeing Lor'themar's momentum gradually declining in front of him, Garrosh felt happy.

I knew you were just an impostor. The real Lor'themar would never be so rude.

After observing for so long, I realized that if Lor'themar really wanted to push me down from the position of Warchief, he would definitely find someone to accumulate strength and develop secretly, instead of challenging me like Cairne did.

I think your purpose is to have a Mak'Gora fight with me? Your reason is not sufficient!

The reason why Cain challenged me to a duel was because those crazy followers of the Old Gods slaughtered the Tauren Druids and put the blame on me.

And you, my friend, you can't even give a decent reason. Without any evidence, none of us will believe you.

Blood elf, you must understand that you are the challenger.

How can the challenged person initiate a duel? Are you crazy? You don't even know the rules of a challenge.

Only a fool would be angered by your provocation, but I am the chieftain of the tribe and I must remain calm.

“My fellow countrymen, our tribe is suffering from an unimaginable crisis.”

Watching his compatriots and Garrosh fall into a long silence, Lor'themar Theron had no choice but to stand up himself.

They were arguing in the camp, and the Alliance in the spell image was almost done with their business.

The leaders of the Alliance, like the Horde, came to Theramore and gathered together. They were in high spirits and ready to attack the Horde at any time.

We can't let this compatriot do any more harm. What the tribe needs most right now is unity, and the Alliance is coming soon.

"Remove your spell. At this critical moment, we must put aside our prejudices and fight the enemy together."

"No matter who you are, I can make the decision and deal with you later."

If you are still alive after resolving this crisis, I will have plenty of reasons to ensure your return to Silvermoon City. As long as you are alive, you will definitely be a hero with great military achievements.

Even if it is fake, it can become true, unless your performance is really bad, then I can't protect you, my compatriot.

Anyone who can survive on this kind of battlefield must be a promising talent. We, the Sin'dorei, are too few in number, and we need people like you who can survive.

From the moment you walked in here, you have an intimidating aura. Generally speaking, you must be a master who is hiding his true abilities.

I should know all the sin'dorei like you in Quel'Thalas, but I can't figure out who you are?

"The chieftain is very clear about the threat at hand. The hatred between you and him is not the most important thing at the moment..."

"You have no idea of ​​the suffering we sin'dorei have endured, Regent."

My brother, you are the best. Since you have made such a big promise for me, I will not be polite.

I am Lor'themar Theron, and I fight for the rise of the sin'dorei.

As for why the blood elf brother did this, it was because of something that he had to take action.

Of course, this did not conflict with his plan at all. From the moment he voluntarily used the trial card, he decided to test the quality of the big guys.

[First Gift Box: Pride of Sin'dorei]

[Faced with Garrosh's actions of launching wars everywhere, Lor'themar Theron and other Sin'dorei have long been dissatisfied. You can fight, but you can't put the interests of the orcs first and use our other tribal members as cannon fodder.

We did make the mana bomb, but you destroyed Theramore... There's a high probability that we and the Forsaken will become the targets of the Alliance's venting.

Do you want to use us as abandoned pawns to hold back the main force of the Alliance so that you can attack Ashenvale? You orcs are happy and want us to suffer. I will organize defense in Silvermoon City first to avoid... I hope Theramore can survive the explosion. 】

[Surprisingly, one of the factions you summoned to work is around Garrosh. Most of them are led by Tukawarren Dawnlight, who is a member of the Scryers.

Since the Sunwell in Silvermoon City was revived, some of the astrologers have taken the initiative to accept the rule of the blood elf regent.

After a journey to a foreign world, these hard-working workers understood one thing: only with a strong fist can they have enough say.

Therefore, they thought, if they could meet the regent from another world again, they would hope that he could revive the Sin'dorei and at least become the chief of the tribe? It seems that they are thinking too much, and it would be ok if they could save us some bloodshed! 】

[Gift Box Mission 1: The Rise of Quel'Thalas]

[Let the Sin'dorei rise again and become a powerful force that can compete with the Alliance and the Horde, and let the Sin'dorei stand proudly in the world of Azeroth. ]

[Gift Box Mission 2: The Great Chief of the Tribe]

[A Sin'dorei becomes the chief of the tribe, increases the Sin'dorei's voice in the tribe, and makes the Sin'dorei great again. Is that person you? ]

[Gift Box Mission 3: Sin'dorei Zero Casualty]

[Ensure that no elves are sacrificed in Sin'dorei in Mists of Pandaria, or at least ensure that the number of deaths does not exceed 100, so that the people of Sin'dorei can live in peace.]

[Gift Box Mission 4: Stop Hellscream's Conspiracy]

[The orthodox tribe does not need other scum, and the new tribe established by Earth Guardian Thrall will not allow such ideas to become a reality. The plan to wipe out Garrosh is that every member of the tribe is equal. ]

[Gift Box Mission 5: Peace]

[To end the war that has plagued Azeroth for countless years and achieve permanent peace between the Alliance and the Horde, all people in Azeroth should work together to resist the evil forces that covet Ai-chan's body and mind. ]

[Tip: The gift box mission is an optional mission. It will not affect you and your partner's departure from this world. You can continue to complete other main missions.

If you give up the mission or it fails, you will only lose one gift box, and there will be five more waiting for you in the future.

Randomly select a task and complete 50% to get the first gift box, draw a grand prize, and get a slight improvement in your physical fitness.

The more gift box tasks you complete, the higher the quality of the guaranteed prize will be. The upper limit is gray and the lower limit is white.

Each of the five tasks has related progress. When the host leaves this world, the quality of the gift will be automatically improved. There is no single way to complete the task, it only depends on the result. 】

In a little over thirteen days, can I really complete all the tasks?

I'll try my best to turn my bicycle into a motorcycle. What happens in the parallel world is none of my business. I want to make a big fuss... No, I have a conscience and can't mess around. I'll just have to see how the situation develops.

"In Garrosh's eyes, we are not warriors of the Horde, but only..."

"In my eyes, everyone here is a hero of the tribe. You have fought bravely for the tribe, so you are truly heroes."

"You are all honorable tribal warriors. I will not blame you. You are all role models that I need to learn from."

Garrosh laughed loudly, opened his arms, and praised the tribe members around him loudly.

I can tell at first sight that you are a heretic elf who is loyal to the Alliance. How dare you try to sow discord among the united tribes? You will be crushed by the warriors of the tribe.

Only I can lead them to defeat the alliance, and you are nothing but a clown. I will let you die gloriously on the battlefield.

"Now, the Alliance in Theramore is ready to march towards our tribe. The time has come for the tribe to fight to the death."

Imposter, all you have done is to help me rally the people. Our tribe will defeat the Alliance, and you are the number one hero in my heart.

"Heroes of the Horde! Can we lay down our weapons and let the dogs of the Alliance decide our fate?!"

"The tribe is glorious to the world! We are full of blood and honor. Will we refuse the opportunity to embrace glory?!"

"The Horde will never be slaves! Answer me, are you willing to be slaves of the Alliance?!"

“The Alliance dogs cannot decide our fate!

"Glory belongs only to the tribe!"

"The tribe will never be enslaved!"

"We obey your orders, Chief!"

"The Alliance cannot defeat the mighty Horde!"

There was only a brief silence of less than a breath, and almost all the tribal warriors present couldn't help but shout out their choices in their hearts, to fight to the death with the Alliance.

Listening to these sounds one after another, Lor'themar, who seemed calm on the surface, became panicked. In his mind, Garrosh in front of him was like a completely different person.

The brown-skinned orc in front of him was not Garrosh Hellscream at all. He was extremely sure but not even certain... If you are not the person involved, you will never know what the person is thinking.

Just challenge me to a duel! Now that things have come to this, if I don't make a decision, I will suffer the consequences.

No honorable orc can refuse Mak'gora. No matter how you appear on the surface...but what you really think in your heart must be that you want to cut me into pieces.

I made a mistake again. I shouldn't have given people like you the opportunity to stir up people's hearts. In my own eyes, you are a warmongerer... No wonder Garrosh was able to become the warchief. He must have had several people under his command.

World Shaman, why did you choose Garrosh? Can't you see the consequences of his power? Don't tell me that you just want to evade responsibility.

I can’t tell whether you are passive or active. Maybe it’s a bit of both… Boom, big changes to the plot… Well, people’s hearts are complicated, so let’s just wait and see.

I don't believe it. Xiaohou, you are a warrior. Won't you say something wrong in a battle?

"Garrosh Hellscream! You cannot escape my wrath."

"Don't try to win people's hearts here, let's fight it out!"

"I challenge you! Mak'gora!"

Amid the indignant eyes of most of the surrounding tribe members, in the disdainful eyes of Garrosh, in the helpless eyes of Lor'themar Theron, in the eyes of Sylvanas... and in the worried eyes of Avian, Lor'themar roared and threw out a Quel'Thalas battle flag.

After transforming a little energy in his body into a power to amplify his voice, Lor'themar's warlike roar drowned out the passionate voices of the Horde warriors.

"Since this is your own choice, then tell me your real name... Blood Elf!"

"My name is Lor'themar Theron! Just an ordinary ranger of Quel'Thalas."

"Well... Lor'themar Theron! I, Garrosh Hellscream, accept your challenge."

"Great Chief, he doesn't deserve it..."

"Malkorok... Eitrigg, you will be my standard-bearer."

"The chief of the tribe will not refuse anyone's challenge, nor will he be afraid of any challenge!"