"Of course, I never fight a battle I'm not sure about!"

Tyrion clenched his fists:

"The rest of your people can be completely transported with three flying ships. The most important thing is that the Storm Fortress, which can no longer take off, can provide a safe place for your civilians to live in Draenor. I decided to stay in Draenor."

Those who come down can live permanently overseas on the Fallon Peninsula, which is considered the Draenei reservation area in Draenor. You can garrison troops, leave observers, etc., and the orcs who remain in Draenor.

Just the same, we don't offend the river."

"This condition is a bit too generous."

The prophet narrowed his eyes:

"It's so generous that I can't accept it."

"So there are conditions!"

Tyrion coughed a few times and said:

"First of all, the way the Draenei use the Apexis Crystal! Secondly, the remains of the Atama Crystal. I need a piece now, the Shadow of the Leaf!"

"It's not that I don't want to give it to you, Tyrion, but 13 years ago, I tried to reconcile with the orcs, but unfortunately it was a failed diplomacy."

The prophet said with some regret:

"The orcs took Leafy Shadow and Wrathful Heart from me, and we have lost them forever."

"Stop pretending, Prophet."

Tyrion sneered:

"The Shadow of the Leaves was lost. I know about it, but you found it again. Otherwise, why didn't Roglio find your spaceship when he went to reconnoiter the Flanlon Plain? According to legend, the Shadow of the Leaves can easily

It makes a city disappear from the sight of mortals, and a spaceship the size of Storm Fortress was not completely destroyed when it fell. That is the function of the Naaru Shield, which has the strongest defense, right?"

"Look, I'm not asking for all the crystals like a lion. I'm already extremely restrained."

The death knight stood up and moved his wrist. He looked at the prophet and said decisively:

"Seven days to prepare. At dawn on the eighth day, the Death Knight will launch a full-scale attack on the Draenei. By that time, the Dark Portal will also be reopened. No third person will know about your conversation with me.

This will be a secret between you and me, and as long as you don’t reveal it, no one will know.”

"This is for the good of your people. I think you can also understand this. Sometimes, ignorance is a supreme blessing. It can make the ignorant move forward more bravely."

"The Draenei will leave the fire of civilization in Draenor. I will not extinguish it. On the contrary, this flame will continue to burn until the Dark Blade Knights fall. The premise is that those you leave behind

No one will cause me any trouble..."

The prophet also stood up. He straightened his robe and looked at Tyrion:

"So, the next time we meet, we will be enemies, right?"

The death knight did not answer this question directly, he just whispered:

"Let the living return to the living, and the dead return to the dead. The distinction between us should be clear, and it would be good for both of us!"
Chapter completed!