The scenery of the Fallon Plain is very beautiful, and the Voidlings and Draenei here have maintained the local ecology well.

Urban infrastructure and industrial facilities are all designed to avoid causing damage to the local area.

This is why the energy crystal channels of the virtual spirit are always twisting and turning to avoid those mountains, rivers and lakes.

If it had been designed by Zhang Weidao, the terrain would have been drastically modified. Anyway, the pipelines would have to be horizontal and vertical, and the workmanship would be neat.

Races with a relatively high level of civilization always do a good job in maintaining the original ecology of the environment!

As for weird things like the Burning Legion, that is definitely an exception.

They don't care about anything except destruction, so it's pretty good that they don't blow up the planet!

A little over two months have passed since Zhang Weidao last came here to help Void Spirit hunt down Dimensius, the Devourer of Worlds.

In the past two months, Zhang Weidao has been obedient and has not attacked the Burning Legion's stronghold at all.

Of course, this is not because he suddenly changed his mind, but because he is concentrating on accumulating strength and preparing to deal a cruel blow to the Burning Legion!

This time, after receiving the notice from Void Spirit, Zhang Weidao came to Flanlon Plain again, not to kill the second Void Lord.

The Void Lord is not a weed on the roadside that you can step on if you want.

When receiving the notice from Void Spirit, Zhang Weidao couldn't believe it at first that the Draenei actually ran back to the planet Draenor.

Moreover, they returned to the Farallon Plains with great arrogance. Who gave them the courage?

The thief stole the spaceship of the Void Spirits, and then returned to the spacecraft construction base with great arrogance. He even greeted the Void Spirits familiarly, saying that he was looking for the Guardian of the Holy Light who would cooperate with the Void Spirits.

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people!

Of course, the Void Spirit was unwilling to send a message to these shameless guys, and the Broken Draenei also refused.

However, the Draenei are still very good at diplomacy. They promised to pay for the magic cloth they owed and also make up for the loss of the ethereal spirits. They quickly improved the mood of the ethereal spirits and helped them contact them.

Zhang Weidao.

As a businessman, you will always lend a hand if you have interests!

If you just help spread the word, you can receive back wages, why not do this!

When Zhang Weidao arrived at the Faralon Plains, the Draenei were relocating from the Exodar spaceship.

After all, a spaceship is just a spaceship, and of course it is not as comfortable as living on the ground.

The first time he saw the Draenei, even though Zhang Weidao was mentally prepared, he was startled by their demonic appearance.

The eredar demons are basically all red-skinned, and these draenei are all gray-skinned, white-skinned, and blue-skinned. They are exactly the same in other aspects.

Although the eredar demons who are severely infected by evil energy are quite different from the draenei, the evil little tentacles on their chins are exactly the same!

Compared with those cursed Broken Ones, normal Draenei are discolored eredar demons.

Although he was a little disgusted by the appearance of the draenei, Zhang Weidao knew very well that these scary-looking big men were not the vicious Eredar demons.

On the contrary, these guys are a bunch of kind, compassionate, cowardly, stupid, bad people.

Those Holy Light Naru only taught them some good things, but did not teach them how to show the violent side of the Holy Light.

Maybe those Holy Light Naru haven't even learned the ferocious side of Holy Light themselves!

Velen, the great prophet of the Draenei, is a rare old man with purple skin.

This old man has lived for tens of thousands of years, no one knows exactly how long he lived.

Anyway, these exiled Draenei have been on the run for thousands of years, and it was this old man who took them all the way to avoid being hunted by the Burning Legion.

Coupled with the two former bosses of the Burning Legion, Kil'jaeden and Archimonde, the ruling group composed of three people once ruled the planet Argus for tens of thousands of years.

Maybe he doesn’t know exactly how many years Wei Lun has lived!

The Immortal race is so domineering. They can live for tens of thousands of years casually. If they are stronger, they will not die of old age.

The great prophet Velen had a strong body, and his white beard, which was longer than Guan Gong's beard, completely covered his chin and upper body.

With the white beard blocking it, the wriggling little tentacles can't be seen, and Velen looks a bit normal.

At least he's not as monstrous as other draenei men, with their big octopus jaws.

Since he had seen Zhang Weidao's appearance in the fragments foreshadowed by the God of Destiny, Velen was certain that this person was the one whom the God of Destiny said was the hope of the Draenei's return to Argus.

The tall Wei Lun bowed respectfully to Zhang Weidao.

The hope of all draenei deserves this gift.

"Good day, dear One of the Light's Blessed Ones!"

Wei Lun, the distinguished and elderly great prophet, gave Zhang Weidao such a grand gift, but he was embarrassed.

He quickly blocked Velen's movement and bowed in the same way.

"Why did the Great Prophet perform such a grand ceremony? Let's sit down and talk!"

When he sat on the chair prepared by the draenei next to him, Zhang Weidao realized that the chair was similar to the chair in front of the bar.

These guys are more ruthless than night elves. Such a high chair must be for tauren to sit on!

A little awkwardly, he sat down on the higher chair and looked at the great prophet Velen opposite.

Although he felt a little contempt for the cowardly behavior of the draenei who had been running away for more than ten thousand years, Zhang Weidao did not take it seriously.

The unlucky ones are already miserable enough, so why bother to uncover their scars?

Zhang Weidao got straight to the point and directly revealed Wei Lun's thoughts.

"The Great Prophet led the people back to Draenor, but to return to the planet Argus?"

Velen was organizing his words, thinking about how to speak about Theagos.

Hearing Zhang Weidao's words unexpectedly, the tea cup in his hand almost broke.

Even Void Spirit, who has been working with them for many years, doesn't know anything about the planet Argus.

The Draenei who changed their names never mentioned the planet Argus again.

It is impossible for outsiders to know that Argus is the home planet of the Draenei.

He asked a little eagerly: "I wonder where my little friend learned about Argus?"

Facing the somewhat nervous Great Prophet, Zhang Weidao did not point out, but pointed at the jigsaw puzzle-like holy light creature floating over in the distance.

While the two were talking, Zhang Weidao's body emitted strong fluctuations of holy light, which made Wei Lun ignore the fluctuations of holy light coming from the distance.

Now when he noticed the source of the holy light fluctuation, he jumped up in surprise and ran towards the tangram holy light creature.

"Cure, it's great that you finally escaped!"

Keurei, who was on his way, had been rescued from the orcs' holy mountain by Zhang Weidao for some time.

That time, the Void Lord was successfully dealt with, and the Light Forged Divine Sword was reforged into a more powerful Divine Sword. It seemed that everything that needed to be done had been done.

But Zhang Weidao was not a Draenei, and he could even forget that there was a seriously injured naaru in his family.

K'urei, who was half-dead and recovering from his injuries in O'Shugu, had stabilized his injuries a long time ago and asked Velen several times to find a way to rescue him from the holy mountain O'Shugu.

It turns out that although Velen is a great prophet and can predict the future, he is a guy who does things forward and backward.

Worried that rescuing K'urei would prevent the souls of the orc ancestors from manifesting and arouse the orcs' hostility towards the draenei, Velen left K'urei, a powerful helper, to eat ashes in the holy mountain of O'Shul.

If it were Zhang Weidao, he wouldn't have so many worries. He would go directly to the ancient holy mountain of Woshu and bring Keurei out after he was completely cured.

Weird elemental creatures like the Naaru usually don't like to run around. They just hang in mid-air and spread knowledge to the mutated Broken Ones, a branch of the Draenei.

The knowledgeable Naaru had great foresight and led the Broken Ones to develop in an orderly manner.

This guy usually stays at Karabor Temple, and sometimes flies to Shattrath City, which is being rebuilt, to check on the reconstruction progress there.

In fact, today's Draenei don't need so many cities at all.

However, if the lost territory is not recovered in advance, it may be occupied by other races.

If you don’t take precautions now, you won’t be able to call back when the time comes!

In many cases, the naaru are the best mentors and counselors of the draenei, but the final decision is made by the senior draenei people. The naaru only spread knowledge and make suggestions.

When K'urei was inspecting and guiding the reconstruction of the holy city in Shattrath, he sensed the aura of his kind landing on the Faralon Plains, and he immediately flew over.

Seeing that it was Velen, a veteran, K'ure paused for a moment, and the golden light on his body flickered.

Although he was a little unhappy, he continued to greet him.

He was definitely disgusted with this useless old guy, but K'urei still didn't have an attack. Instead, he communicated with Velen about the recent situation and his plan to resurrect the Dark Star Kara.

At this time, Naruvolos, the holy light jigsaw puzzle on the Exodar spacecraft, also ran down and chatted with the only surviving tribesman.

The main military force of the Draenei, the garrison officers and priests, gathered nearby.

Vindicators are actually Paladins, but each race calls them differently.

Zhang Weidao really felt like he was going blind when he saw the garrison officers numbering at least tens of thousands and the priests numbering about 30,000.

How on earth could such a terrifying force of Holy Light professionals be beaten away by the orcs!

If he were to lead this army, no race on Draenor would be able to cause trouble.

There are more than 40,000 Holy Light professionals, plus other professionals, who can at least organize a mixed army of up to 100,000 people, the kind that cannot be beaten to death or delayed.

The seemingly powerful Draenei are back!

A guy who has never won a fight, never lost an escape, and only knows how to get beaten up should do better this time.

With Zhang Weidao, an experienced battlefield veteran, here to take them flying, it is absolutely impossible for them to continue to suffer defeat!
Chapter completed!