"Not bad, Merith. You and Medivh really got Karazhan together again."
Hu Feng stood on the edge of the terrace at the top of Karazhan, looking at the small town below that had regained some popularity.
After the overall repairs of Karazhan were completed, Merith began to rebuild the ruins of the town around Karazhan. A small number of residents who had fled to other places have also come back one after another. This group of residents were courageous and reluctant to leave their homeland, so after seeing the new guardian rebuilding their homes for them and exempting them from taxes, they came back to explore the situation.
"Let's do our best. After all, the area around Karazhan was also a prosperous area. It would be a waste to let it be abandoned like this." Merith smiled hoarsely.
"Moreover, restoring the prosperity of Karazhan will also be beneficial to Nethergarde Keep of the Blasted Lands, otherwise Alliance will be detrimental to Nethergarde Keep's The supplies are too far away." Medivh also shrugged, "By the way, Divine Venerable, I heard that New Horde is also going to establish an outpost in the Blasted Lands?"
Hu Feng nodded. "Yes, it seems that it has been decided to call it Thunder King Fortress, echoing Nethergarde Keep. One is in the east and the other is in the west, and we jointly monitor the movements of Dark Portal."
"Sooner or later we have to fight it. There are still many remaining Old Horde in that broken world."
Medivh tilted his head at this time, as if listening to the magic message.
"Okay, let's go down too. The opera house is ready. It feels like a lifetime has passed since the last performance, and I really miss it."
Arriving at the opera house hall, the stage opposite has been shrouded in scarlet curtains, and the ghost actors are currently undergoing final rehearsals and dialogues.
The theater viewing platform is divided into a main area and a high-rise theater viewing platform. The main area is like a large banquet hall in a hotel. Dozens of tables and stools are placed in it. It is already bustling with people. All the generals from that period King Llane and Durotan Great Chief are all gathered here now. The humans are sitting on the left side, and Orcs is sitting on the right. But if you expect these generals to be so law-abiding and pay attention to the rules, you are really overthinking it.
Most of these visitors have met and fought against each other on the battlefield. At this moment, I met my old rival again, and naturally there were all kinds of sarcasm and insults.
However, because fighting and armed fighting have been strictly prohibited, these generals were mixed together, and the distribution of seats was completely messed up. The old rivals sat at the same table, glaring at each other, or fiercely fighting with strong drinks. The loser was laughed at loudly, and all kinds of abuse and sarcasm were heard.
The high-rise theater viewing platform on the second floor is much more elegant, and the number of people here is also sparse. They are basically people of the same level as Llane, Lothar, Durotan and Orgrim.
"I'm not talking about you, you Old Horde know with your butts that you will definitely lose. Don't believe it!" Lothar was arguing loudly with Orgrim at this moment, and the latter looked angry.
"Fart! You are so smart, you can predict!" Orgrim drank a glass of strong wine, "And you Stormwind Kingdom people are too cunning! Don't think I forgot, you took You used moldy and spoiled food to fool us! The Horde warriors kept having diarrhea, and you even used a chain trick to attack the Horde soldiers who were having diarrhea!"
"Hey, hey! Everything must be based on evidence! That Oscar has nothing to do with our Alliance, it was his personal behavior!"
"I even know the name, but it's still a personal act!"
Lothar and Orgrim glared at each other and made noisy noises at the side.
Durotan walked up to Hu Feng's family and raised the wine glass in his hand.
"Divine Venerable, I haven't officially thanked you and Night Elves for your help. Now without your help, New Horde would not have developed so fast."
Hu Feng waved his hand, "It's a trivial matter. New Horde has proven his value to World of Azeroth. You earned it yourself."
"By the way, I heard that you recently sent an envoy to Blackrock Mountain to contact Blackrock Clan?" Hu Feng looked at Durotan funny at this time, "What's the result? Are you disappointed?"
Durotan nodded with a wry smile.
"Rend*Blackhand refused to join New Horde. They seem to have gotten together with the black dragon of Blackrock Mountain, and are now fighting happily with Dark Iron Dwarves under Fire Element. But there are some gains. The remaining clan members of the Dragonmaw Clan have been gathered by us."
Hu Feng nodded. "Now that there are no external enemies for the time being, all parties in World of Azeroth can be free to deal with internal problems during the next period of time. The black dragon and Fire Element of Blackrock Mountain, the bugs and Old Gods C'Thun in Scarab Wall in the south of Kalimdor, and the Undead Scourge in the north of Eastern Kingdoms. These miscellaneous existences are enough for us to struggle for a long time.
"Sargeras, look!"
Turalyon shouted in surprise at this time, and Durotan left wisely.
Hu Feng heard the words and turned to look, Turalyon was holding a ball of Holy Light in his hand, but this ball of Holy Light was a little different. The dark golden dawn light was mixed in it, and it was no longer pure Holy Light.
"Okay, congratulations on becoming a Dawn Priest, Turalyon Archbishop, haha."
Turalyon wrinkled her delicate little brows at this time, "Then am I still Soulbinder?"
Hu Feng hugged Turalyon and kissed him, "Forget it, why don't you count it! But you can consider studying the energy of shadow. After all, now that you have mastered the light of dawn, the difference between sacred and commandment is not very big."
"Tch, I've already gathered the morning light. "Sylvanas curled his lips, and then gave his sister a slap.
"Why are you always targeting Turalyon? I didn't mess with you. "Alleria looked at his sister.
"Who asked someone to go to another world without me, so anxious to save his little lover?"
Turalyon's face suddenly turned red. She was the youngest, and she was especially afraid of the serious Elisande and this Sylvanas who was looking for trouble from time to time.
"Okay, you have the ability to bully Elisande, just pick the weak ones, right?"
Hu Feng slapped Queen Sylvanas's butt hard.
Queen Sylvanas stopped talking immediately. He didn't have the courage to tease big sister Elisande.
****
"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to tonight's show!"
At this time, a ghost uncle in a black dress walked onto the stage, and his voice spread throughout the audience.
"Tonight, we will witness a magnificent epic and the end of an era!"
"The old people have returned, new people have appeared, the heroic epic has become a record, and a new legend is about to be written!"
"Now, the show begins!"
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