Chapter 919 Father’s words and son’s laughter

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you are not prepared!

Well said, this sentence belongs to me.

In his short life, Carlos realized that human beings have limits, and the more prepared they are, the more loopholes they become.

Therefore, when faced with an emergency, giving up will only lead to death. Either be brave and reckless, or pretend to be stupid.

He must be standing next to Velen, the Draini hero who claims to be his son...

As we all know, Prophet Velen will not lie to others, so if there is no correct answer, this guy is his adopted son!

Carlos didn't want to deceive himself. There was indeed a movement of blood. The strong man in front of him, who was easily accessible to three or five good men, should really have a blood relationship with him.

So……

Looking down from the head, you can see that the body of Gundam, which is eye-level with him, has a bony plate on its forehead that is a bit thin compared to the traditional Draini represented by Velen, more like a mutation in the brow bone.

There are no tentacles on the chin and neck.

Thick, broad shoulders.

Exaggerated pecs.

Waist as wide as chest.

Thick thighs.

Um?

Five toes! ! !

Ah, I remembered it.

Carlos suddenly remembered that before Draenor exploded, he had an in-depth communication with a certain Draini girl of half-orc descent, and even entrusted her to deliver a message to Velen.

Could it be...

"Your mother..."

"After a long journey, my mother's soul returns to the sea of ​​stars."

A scientific puzzle in a magical world.

Velen flew from Draenor on the Exodar spaceship for two thousand years before arriving in Azeroth.

The Draini who followed him on the boat have gone through dozens of generations of old age, death, and new life.

However, the Draini who came to Azeroth with the expeditionary force from the Dark Portal were still the same Draini from back then.

A son who is over 2,000 years old and a father who is over 30 years old.

This ethical relationship is messed up.

Carlos has high moral requirements for himself, but he has no mysophobia in this regard.

Men will always make some mistakes invariably.

There have been many friendly matches over the years, but the bloodline of the Barov family has not been messed up.

Suddenly an alien hybrid eldest son appears...

Carlos couldn't figure out the entanglement of interests for a while, so he gave him a hug first.

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On the day of the meeting between the Draenei leader and the Alliance Grand Marshal that would go down in history, the three Bronzebeard brothers also gathered in Pandaria after a long absence.

Ask, why Magni Bronzebeard didn't go to the Valley of the Four Winds.

Wei Guangzheng's answer was that the Jade Forest's more than 100,000 alliance troops needed a manager.

The true answer is, because the King of Ironforge is reluctant to part with his big toys.

In the Battle of the Endless Sea, the Alliance's active aerial battleships were almost completely lost. In a short period of time, only the new generation Enterprise and Magni Bronzebeard's Hill King remained.

As a war weapon that is gradually maturing, equipment upgrades are a very important after-sales service. Carlos not only brought the army, but also a large number of technicians and spare parts.

The big bell tolled once and the statue on the bow of the ship was anointed with holy oil.

The big bell rings twice, starts the power furnace, and opens the turbulence stabilization regulating valve.

The big bell tolls three times, praising the Om Messiah (bang, drag away the body of this heretic and start over)... Praise the Holy Light!

In order to deal with Pandaria's evil aura, the priests directed the technicians to bless the Hill King with holy light.

Magni Bronzebeard looked at the rare things while playing with the new toys from the alliance brought by his two younger brothers.

Mark IV type holy light protection full coverage power suit.

Referred to as the Four Holy Cloths of Mark.

The latest creation of the Alliance's materialistic magic is based on the light cast iron technology developed during the Second Orc War. It deepens the combination of the holy light rune brand and the arcane power exoskeleton armor, integrating the madness into one, plus the card. Los’ paranoid art style design.

A proper Chaos Space Marine style of Khorne Chosen.

Even the paint is loyal Khorne red.

It can only be said that they are good brothers who play with big toys together. Magni Bronzebeard fell in love with this set of dwarf special holy clothes given to him by Carlos.

So much so that after showing off for an entire afternoon in the envious eyes of Muradin and Brian, the three brothers fought into a pile.

The main reason is that Muradin faced the enemy head on, while Bryan acted with evil hands.

"Didn't you two go on an archaeological trip? Why are you here in Pandaria?"

Having had enough fun, the three Bronzebeard brothers started eating, drinking and talking about business.

"We have traveled all over the Eastern Kingdom, but all clues point to Northrend."

Brian sighed.

"When reporting on the phased results, Carlos said that the pandaren Lorewalkers had well-recorded historical information, so I came."

Magni Bronzebeard nodded.

"Muradin, what about you."

"I, I just want the Alliance to quickly deal with all the things in Pandaria, then march north to Northrend, and then ask Arthas face to face why."

Muradin answered his brother's question with some melancholy.

If Uther were present, he would surely understand Muradin's melancholy.

In a sense, the master-disciple relationship is closer than the blood relationship between father and son. It is the inheritance of beliefs and principles.

Alsace's act of killing his father and destroying the country hurt too many people.

But it's always a happy reunion between brothers.

Pandaria in particular was so interesting, and Bryan Bronzebeard quickly devoted himself to a new round of great causes of discovering the unknown.

Especially the elder brother still loves the second younger brother. Magni Bronzebeard appointed Muradin as the second officer of the Hill King, and he began to change the painting of the new toy in his spare time while handling government and military affairs.

The fake expeditionary force uses local materials and provides customer service in seconds.

The real expeditionary force is full of back and forth about what it wants and what it needs and what it lacks.

Carlos' original plan was to lead the thugs to rescue the original rescue target and the rescuers who became the rescue target back to the Eastern Kingdom.

A lot of broken things in Lordaeron have not been resolved, and it would be unwise for the Alliance to intervene too deeply in Pandaria at this time.

But who would have thought that Pandaria would be so rich.

So when the transport fleet returned to the Eastern Kingdom loaded with local specialties, the Alliance Military Department, which was temporarily absent from the Supreme Leader, began to spontaneously recruit troops.

Anduin Lothar didn't care about what was in the far south. All he cared about was the northern expedition to Northrend.

The Awakeneds finally breathed a sigh of relief at the Alliance's diversion of attention.

He hid his minions and began to secretly expand his manpower.

The city of Lordaeron is like a ghost town among knights when the awakened people are consciously lurking.

Only smugglers who are greedy for huge profits from black market trade know what amazing wealth is hidden in the ruins of Lordaeron.

Pandaria has great opportunities, but also great troubles.

The Alliance is not ready, the mantid are not ready, the mogu and the Zandalar trolls are not ready.

C'Thun was not ready, Malfurion and Tyrande were not ready, and Jaina, who was considering destroying Orgrimmar, was still not ready.

En'Zoth is not ready, Azshara is not ready, Nefario is not ready, and the five-color dragon army is not ready at all.

Only Arthas felt he was ready.

In distant Northrend, a country of cold wind and ice, the Scourge of the Undead has cut off Yogg-Saron's tentacles that reached out of the cage, and the Scourge of the Undead has begun its first military operation to attack the Storm Cliffs.

On the east coast of Kalimdor, the orcs who were busy building a new home had no intention of getting involved in the protracted and brutal tug-of-war between the night elves and the remaining Burning Legion.

However, Sal didn't want to cause trouble, but trouble came to him.

The night elves require Thrall's tribe to assume more responsibilities and obligations. The troubled girl Jaina and her irritable father are eyeing the orcs' new fleet. The clan conflict between Warsong and Frostwolf also has signs of escalation.

Thousands of worries were weighing on Thrall's head, and his rare friends Rexxar and Stormstout Chen also bid farewell to him.

At this moment, Thrall, who was forced to have a flash of inspiration, suddenly got an excellent solution from the Pandaren who were preparing to return home.

Proudmoore and his daughter in Theramore are worried about Orgrimmar's growing power.

But these two bastards and their daughter had forgotten that although Thrall commanded close to 400,000 orcs, the Alliance alone had 4 million humans.

The Horde needs to recuperate more than the Alliance. Orcs are brave but not stupid. The current overlord of Kalimdor is still the night elves. Thrall is troubled by finding excuses to shirk the malicious behavior of the night elves looking for cannon fodder.

At this time, the renewed war in Pandaria gave Thrall a perfect reason.

The Alliance sided with the Pandaren, and they themselves were friends of the Pandaren.

Then as long as they stand on the side of the Pandaren, the tribe will have a reason to negotiate with the Alliance.

We are all here to help the pandaren, Carlos, take care of the Kul Tirans of your alliance.

Wonderful, the more Thrall thought about it, the more feasible it became.

As long as they intervene symbolically in Pandaria, they can reject the night elves' blackmail, use the alliance to put pressure on Theramore, and divert the conflicts within the orcs.

The most important thing is that it can also highlight Thrall's tribal Hu Bao meaning.

Wonderful.

Thrall gave him and Gromsh Hellscream a big surprise at Lao Chen's farewell reception.