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Chapter 985 All Struggles

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Been lost?After receiving the news, Neozu was stunned for a moment. He still knew how much his wife was.

It is no exaggeration to say that there are only a few orcs who can cross from shamans to mages, except for him.

The other mages were orcs who did not believe in the shamanic way from the beginning.

It is not that simple to change from one belief to another.

Since you are lost, then forget it, you can go down.Neozu didn't care about such things, and he would lose it.

At present, he is still more focused on uniting the orc clans. Only by uniting all clans can they drive out all the Draenei people and complete the mission of an adult.

Gul'dan sat in front of Neozu, looking at his teacher. Both of them had their eyes placed in the same place, where there was a map of Shadow Moon Valley. The place circled on the far right was obviously the temple of the Delaney people, and this was the place they were going to take down.

The adults have made a promise that as long as they kill the Draenei's Karapo Temple and seize the dark stars inside, they will receive the strongest energy grant.

For the sake of strength, Gul'dan surrendered to the Burning Legion.

Neozu could no longer turn back. At first, he just drove away the Draenei people because of his dreams.

But his subordinates have evolved into abusive killing, and the situation is difficult to control now.

Even if he comes forward, he may have lost his position and may not be able to calm down.

Then he can't look back, and it's impossible to change the facts whether he looks back or not. So why do he still want to look back?

Teacher, the Delaney people have begun to flee to Carapo. Should we send troops to intercept them?As a student, Gul'dan was not a famous tribe manipulator. At this time, Ner's first life was in his prime and did not break up with him. Both sides had the opportunity and desire to cooperate.

Those orcs cannot escape. The Blood Ring Clan has reached the periphery of Shadow Moon Valley. You go to receive it and test Kilrog by the way to see what his attitude is.Neozu ordered, come little by little, and win over the chiefs of various large clans step by step, and integrate the orcs together. This is the original idea.

He also has this ability and prestige. Among orcs, in addition to strength, prestige and reputation are also very important.

Even if the chiefs don’t agree, they have to see if the shamans in their clan agree.

If something happens to require the help of a shaman, it will be impossible not to compromise at this time, and many times they have no choice but to rely on the shaman.

Yes, teacher.Gul'dan was a little excited, and his chance came.

The orcs who looked down on him in the past can now choose a cemetery for him. He promised that he would never let these enemies see the sun tomorrow.

The orc clans who received the invitation did not reject Naozu's request. Since it was related to the life and death of the entire orc, it was reasonable for them to come over.

The Blood Ring Clan moved first, and the next ones were the Black Stone Clan, the Dragon Throat Clan, the Blade Wind Clan and the Fire Blade Clan.

These are famous large clans, and some smaller clans are also invited, and almost no one can be invited will be spared.

Although the little chief is not worthy of winning over, it is also a good choice to gather together and threaten them to join the crowd.

Such a huge move was naturally seen by the Draenei people, so the Draenei people began to shrink their defense lines and also designed some ambush to annihilate the Shadow Moon Clan Orcs that they would drive away in the future.

Although there are not many people, only a few hundred people, this kind of sign has appeared, and the two sides are basically fighting to the death when they meet, without any communication, and gradually entering the stage of fighting.

In addition to the Draenei people paying attention to this issue, the Ogre Empire is also paying attention to this matter.

Businesses are spread throughout Draenor's ogres and have their own stronghold in Shadowmoon Valley.

Foreign trade is just about trade and does not participate in any struggle. Therefore, it has good relationships and connections with orcs, Draenei, or tigers.

It is impossible for a race to be completely self-confidence. Without corresponding wisdom and leadership abilities, it is impossible to point out relevant technology trees.

Therefore, we must be appropriately open to the public, see more, think more, and study our own unique abilities.

The Ogres' southern island is full of tall jungles.

In the jungle, there are various animals, and you can even see the thunder lizard wandering.

The huge fauna breeds here, and the survival supplies alone are several times more abundant than the richest Tanaan jungle.

The tropical climate, coupled with the tropical storm blowing from Shanghai, has abundant precipitation.

The plants and animals here grow very fast. Even if they do not rely on imports, the food here can be self-sufficient and can be sold to the outside world.

Ronda returned to the island again and did not choose to return to the Hanging Mason Castle, but returned to the ogre's base camp.

This is the strongest castle. Looking at the castle that is nearly fifty meters away, made of the strongest obsidian.

Even the demigod-level Goron doesn’t want to capture this majestic and huge castle for no day or night.

And with this time, Goron had been hunted long ago!

Stone roads have appeared in the jungle. These stone slabs are paved very neatly, and there is no obstacle or bump when walking on them, just like asphalt roads.

There are also street lights up to five meters high on both sides, and this kind of scene alone is much stronger than those rude and barbaric orcs.

Taste, style, atmosphere, and knowledge are all more powerful than those orcs.

Therefore, there is a reason ogres look down on orcs.

Before Ronda could approach the castle, a huge female ogre with almost more than a thousand petty stingy people stood in front of him.

All the short hair was tied up to form a ponytail and a sharp horn grew on the forehead.

Two thumb-sized fangs raised on the chin, and strange magic patterns were applied to the face, especially the bust, which was almost even more powerful than a basketball. It was still bulging when bound by a bra, and it was almost bursting out. A little movement would cause a wave of areola.