The expeditionary war in Outland had come to a perfect conclusion. Aside from the Burning Legion's somewhat anticlimactic defeat, an unknown Old God that had died rather inexplicably, and the naaru who had been ruthlessly plundered by Azeroth's bandits, everyone else was delighted.
The major powers were now tallying up the various benefits and territories they had gained from this expedition.
First was the Night Empire. The elves had occupied all of Hellfire Peninsula, where the Dark Portal stood. Hellfire Citadel, once left behind by the Fel Orcs, had now become the Night Elves' fortress in the region, as well as its largest city.
Hellfire Citadel would undergo extensive renovation and refurbishment by large numbers of Arcane Golems. All those crude Orcish-style decorations would be torn down, as the elves intended to turn the place into the permanent colonial capital of the new world.
Hellfire Citadel had now been renamed Nightmare Fortress. This new city, built upon the corpse of Hellfire Citadel, had perfectly inherited its formidable defenses and its role as a vital strategic chokepoint.
As for Path of Glory, which led directly to the Dark Portal, Hu Feng personally ordered it dismantled. Countless Draenei bones would be transported back to Bloodmyst Isle in the World of Azeroth and laid to rest peacefully in New Auchindoun.
This costly act, which brought no tangible returns, immediately won immense favor from the Draenei and the naaru under Prophet Velen. They lavishly praised Titan Sargeras as a hero of the Draenei, the embodiment of justice and glory.
Hu Feng merely curled his lip at that. He had only done something his conscience had urged him to do. Though he was cold and placed profit above all else, some things had nothing to do with one's nature; they were simply done because that