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Chapter 737 About Thrall's Mission

The faction splits the game, but for the players, there is actually not that big hatred.

At most, when everyone swears each other, you say "All Alliance Dogs, I say "A tribal pigs", just attack each other like this. If you really don't mention this, there are a few bottles of beer and a few skewers of barbecue stalls on the street. Everyone can talk about the boss driving people just by talking about the game.

There are even families with both alliances and tribes.

Father and son, husband and wife, siblings, siblings, siblings, are only lively when they quarrel over the alliance tribe, and they will roll up their sleeves when they are eating.

However, this is just a joke, and players don't care much about the deep meaning of the camp.

There are many tribal players who like Tyrande and Jaina, and there are many alliance players who are full of respect for Queen Sylvanas.

"Sar, in fact, means slave. His real name is Guyer, and he inherits the blood of the chief of the Frost Wolf clan. His father Durotan and his mother Draka were both witnesses of the dark period when the rise of the old tribe, but because of public opposition to Guldan, the entire clan was exiled. Durotan and Draka both died tragically under the blade of the assassin sent by Guldan..." Remlos said.

"It's not that I'm going to assassinate Sar, right?" Lu Li felt a little cramped in his calves.

"How is that possible," Remlos laughed: "Actually, Thrall and I are friends. His shamanic teachings are very profound and inspiring to me."

"Isn't Thrall a soldier?" Lu Li asked in surprise.

In fact, many people think that Chief Thrall, wearing plate armor, is an orc warrior, and only warriors deserve his passion and heroism. Lu Li read a lot of game-related information in his previous life before he knew that this guy was a shaman.

Or rather, the shaman worked as a warrior.

"Shut up." Remlos refused to answer this common sense question. He continued: "Guil, who was still a baby at the time, almost died. However, by chance, he was discovered by a human sergeant named Edras Blackmore, and he started his extraordinary encounter."

Remlos is very profound, telling the legendary growth process of Chief Thal as he saw with his own eyes.

Blackmore adopted Thrall, allowing Thrall to learn a proud fighting technique, and made Thrall understand that a battle depends not only on strength, but also on his mind, and showing kindness at the right time to defeat the enemy.

Mr. Sergeant tried to train Thrall as a well-educated leader, one day letting him take over the orc tribe and rely on the enslaved orc army to conquer the world.

Well, another middle school second-tier ambition with fever.

However, this middle school ambitionist almost succeeded because Thrall grew into a famous gladiator champion in such an environment, then walked out of Dunhold and stood step by step to the peak of the mainland.

It’s just that he didn’t conquer the continent for him as he wished.

If this purpose was pure at the beginning, then Mr. Edras Blackmore must have admired him. He was a mere human sergeant and subordinate officer who had trained a tribal chief who shocked the continent of Azeroth.

Unfortunately, history books are ruthless.

"Hiss Remlos, I don't understand what you meant by telling this story." Lu Li wanted to yawn. When he first heard about Thrall's experience, he was also excited. However, as a reborn person, there were too many records in this regard, some of which were more detailed and legendary than Remlos said.

"I want you to take Thal to escape from Dunhold..." Remlos said seriously.

Lu Li was stunned. He seemed to have heard people say in his previous life that he had saved Thrall and fled Dunhold. It is said that it was a group of people who used some means to go back to the time. When the moment Thrall escaped, they protected Thrall and escaped from Dunhold.

As for why they did this, who was lucky enough to fight alongside Thrall, there was almost no record of this information.

Those who participated must be the top masters in the game circle. Naturally, there is no need to promote the situation at that time, and there is no need to write down the process.

Did you be selected?

Then Lu Li realized that he was a little out of control. He is now the first person in the level list, leaving the second place and two levels away. Not to mention his equipment, at least he is better than him, and he is no longer more than one-handed. His technology has been praised by countless players, and his reputation has been accumulated a lot. There is actually nothing to be surprised to be selected.

What's more, the power to select people is in the hands of Remlos.

Everyone is old friends, and they are tacit.

"Is it me alone, or are there others together?" Lu Li was very curious. Could it be that his butterfly flapping his wings too exaggeratedly, turning a team task into a personal task.

"There are some other people who are recruiting and will send you there when the time is right. Before that, you must speed up the improvement of your strength. There must be no loss in this task, and there is only one chance. Only success and no failure," Remlos was surprised by Lu Li's calmness. This kid was really not afraid of straggling his waist. He actually asked if he was going to do the task alone.

"I will work hard. I'm just curious why I have to go back to the past to help Thrall escape. Let's look at it now. Hasn't he successfully escaped, and he has also become a tribal chief," Lu Li asked curiously.

Even in the game, traveling through time is extremely difficult.

Only the Bronze Dragon Clan, authorized by the Titan Gods, has such power, and it does not mean that any little dragon has such ability. Even the Bronze Dragon King Nozdom will not use this power too much.

"I believe you also know that Azeroth has always been ambitions and paranoids who are afraid of the world's chaos," said Remlos.

Lu Li nodded. There are indeed many such people, such as the orc shaman Guldan, the blood elf regent, the night elf elder Vandal Deer Helmet, the tauren Magasa horror totem...

"Because the conflict between these people, tribes and alliances is becoming more and more intense, now they can't hold it anymore," Remlos looked a headache.

"I'm going, could it be that they have found a way to go back to time, right?" If these people returned to the past to kill Sar, Lu Li would definitely turn around and leave. He liked it, the sky fell and the tall man went to the top. He just wanted to make money to go home to raise his sister.

"Of course not. According to Lord Nozdom's information, the other party just sent a low-level space hunter to destroy it," Remlos quickly added.

The most powerful players he has ever seen have to give up, so who else can he find?

"Low level, how low?" He didn't believe that this low level would be very low when he killed Lu Li.

"According to your adventurers' calculations, they are only in the fifties, and their strength is not very strong," Remlos said lightly.

"..." Lu Li forced himself to hold back his swear words. He finally had a good relationship and could not turn against each other. (To be continued.)
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