After experiencing the tragic battle at Karabo Temple and the brutal fighting in the arena, Yirel was no longer the ignorant little girl she was before. After hearing what Ye Ting said, Instead of feeling scared because of the ghost, I felt relieved.

For these translucent humanoid objects flying around, all she cares about is whether their combat capabilities pose a threat to herself.

The mere souls of ancestors have no ability to pose a threat to them.

So the girl walked directly towards Washugu with the Draenei warriors at ease.

Although Washugu is known as the holy land of orcs, when everyone approached it, they discovered that there were no traces of orcs nearby - not a single one.

For a long time, the orcs were a common nomadic people. Although they are warlike, they can still live peacefully with other races under the teachings of shamanism. Unless they are truly threatened by other races, they will never provoke racial wars - but there are frequent disputes between clans within the tribe.

However, with the rise of Gul'dan, the demon warlocks controlled by the Burning Legion replaced the shamans, and the orcs began to show a trend of internal unity and external expansion, truly showing the ferocious side of the nomads.

Delaney fled for thousands of years, but was still caught up by the Burning Legion.

It is precisely because the glory of shamanism no longer exists that Washuku's status as a sacred place has gradually declined.

Compared with shamans who can summon the souls of their ancestors to protect themselves, warlocks will only enslave the souls or directly devour them as their own source of power.

So Oshugu, who had gathered the souls of his ancestors, was finally forgotten by the orcs, and now he just took advantage of Yrel.

When everyone came to Washu Valley, they saw a huge cave, which apparently contained the universe.

There were dozens of orc souls dancing freely at the entrance of the cave. When they noticed the visitor, they stepped forward curiously to observe.

Surrounded by the souls of the orcs, Yrel seemed a little nervous, but more importantly, he couldn't help laughing. She won't tell the other draenei that they are being pointed at by an invisible group of people.

Not far from them, huge cracks appeared in the atmosphere like broken glass.

That large piece of torn space, where the black air is billowing, like a black hole that swallows everything, is the power of the shadow of the void that is constantly accumulating.

Those were the wounds left on the world of Draenor due to the sudden fall of the spaceship when it crash-landed.

Although the fragmentation of space usually repairs automatically, it takes a long time to repair a huge wound. Over time, the power of shadow continued to accumulate, and finally exploded after reaching a critical point.

The consequences of the explosion are either to summon the Void Legion under the Lord of the Void, or to directly corrupt the K'urei among them. In short, it is quite terrifying.

Yrel also saw the threat of the space crack. She led the draenei around the crack and to the gate of Washugu.

When she got here, the feeling of being called in her heart became more and more clear. She could deeply feel that the thing calling her was inside.

There are also many keen people among other draenei who express the feeling of being inspired.

Most of these people are priests and paladins who temporarily gained the power of the Holy Light because they were captured.

In this case, of course, the cave in front of you must be explored carefully.

After leaving most of the people to guard the gate, Er and Ye Ting entered the gate with a small number of telepathic Draenei.

The decoration inside looks beautiful and advanced. At first glance, it is not in the style of the orcs, but more similar to the creations of the draenei.

"I think the secret here may be related to the history of you Draenei people."

Ye Ting pretended to be confused and said.

"I also think so, how could those barbarians with such crude and backward civilization be able to build such a building. Yrel nodded, her doubts growing.

She summoned the holy light, lit up the dark cave, and then walked all the way inside.

Soon, some rough grease lamps appeared in the dark corridor. Black smoke, someone is obviously using it for lighting

"There are definitely other people inside, maybe those orcs. Yrel said in a deep voice.

She signaled everyone to calm down and move forward quietly. At the same time, she also withdrew her light. She did not want to be discovered by the forerunners.

Everyone continued to move forward. After walking for about five or six minutes, there was a noise in front of them. The sound.

After staying in the orc prison for so long, everyone quickly recognized the voice of the orc.

A wide hall appeared in front of them. Its splendor and exquisiteness were almost as brilliant as the hall in the Karabor Temple. Only However, the damage was very serious.

In the center of the hall was a simple altar. Its structure was incompatible with the gorgeous hall, just like Stone Age furniture appearing in a modern building. There was a rough shadow circle carved on the altar. There is a group of special orcs surrounding the altar. They have ferocious faces and distorted facial features. They appear thinner and more insignificant than ordinary orcs. The skin all over their bodies is a thick pale white, and they seem to have been corrupted by the power of the void.

"White orc!"

The special appearance of these guys made Yrel speechless for a moment:

"I never thought those barbarians could come in so many colors - first brown, then gray (Shatterhand clan, because they haven't seen the sun for a long time), then green, and now there are white ones, next time I'll show up in red. Not surprising either. Yrel

's complaint made Ye Ting smile.

In fact, there are indeed red orcs. They are orcs who drank too much of the corrupted blood of Mannoroth. Originally, drinking the corrupted blood in moderation would make brown orcs turn green. If you drink too much, will turn red, they are called fel orcs

"No matter what color the orc is, a dead orc is a good orc."Ye Tingdao

"I agree, so let's turn them into the best orcs they can be. I smell shadow on them."

Irel said, rushing out at the lead.

"Dedication!"

She raised the war hammer high, and then smashed it on the ground. The thick power of holy light was poured into the ground, and golden lines spread for several meters with the war hammer as the center, and then burst out.

【Dedication] is the Paladin's signature AOE skill. Under the blow of the holy light, these white orcs fell to the ground. Until this moment, these orcs did not know what happened.

The other draenei took this opportunity to swarm over and subdue the orcs one after another.

During subsequent interrogation, Yrel understood their origins.

These guys called white ghost orcs are the outcasts among the orcs. They are distributed in every corner of Draenor. Unlike other orcs, they believe in Twilight's doomsday prophecies and search for all shadow and void powers in Draenor.

They came to Washugu precisely because of the shadow energy here.

In fact, Ye Ting knew more about them. These white ghost orcs were the original elders of the Twilight Hammer clan founded by the two-headed ogre magician Cho'gall. They were also the ones who spread the legend of the doomsday prophecy to Cho'gall, and Leading the latter to betray Gul'dan in front of the Tomb of Sargeras, search for the Old God, and create the cult organization Twilight's Hammer

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