"When you go to the Federation with us and go through the history recorded in the Great Library, you will understand these hatreds."

"Well, okay, since you can understand, I will continue."

Zhou Zhuo nodded and sighed:

"Emperor Shaohao didn't know whether he should save those brutal mantids or improve the ritual and let those mantids be completely destroyed in the natural disaster. However, just when he hesitated, the Monkey King who had been following Shaohao

He opened his mouth and said: The Mantid attacks the Dragon Spine every hundred years. This event has become an integral part of Pandaria, and it is precisely because of the invasion of the Mantid that the other creatures in Pandaria are tightly united. If there is no

Mantid, even if Shaohao saves the continent, other civilizations will soon fall apart and even cause more terrible chaos."

"So, although the relationship between the pandaren and the mantid is difficult to ease, it is also impossible to separate. If Shaohao doesn't save them, he can't save the pandaren themselves."

"The Monkey King's reminder is just right. At this point, all the knots in Emperor Shaohao's heart have been opened, and he is ready to face the coming horrific doomsday."

Zhou Zhuo's story has come to an end, and the sound of his piano has also become desolate and withered as if it were coming to an end:

"That day, the sky of the entire world was completely enveloped by the terrifying dark green flames as predicted. Although Shaohao sent an envoy, it was a pity that the envoy could not even see the Elf Queen.

On the face of it, everything happened irrevocably, and the people of the entire Pandaren Empire looked at the sky in horror, they were frightened."

"But Shaohao didn't. The last emperor already knew his mission. He held the Dragon Mist Staff and calmly walked into the altar in his palace, the legendary Yongchun Terrace. He held the staff high.

At this moment, the entire land of Pandaria was awakened by Shao Hao, who united nature and man. It seemed to have its own consciousness. Amidst the roar of the earth shattering that day, the continent slowed down under Shao Hao's instructions.

Slowly tearing apart from the roads of Kalimdor."

"It's like a shelter, and Shaohao's spellcasting hasn't ended yet. The fog... Along with Shaohao's call, endless fog surges out from the sea, like the strongest layers of barriers.

, the land and people that Emperor Shaohao cherished the most were protected from that world-destroying natural disaster, and the whole of Pandaria was cheering, and everyone was laughing, celebrating their own survival after the disaster."

Zhou Zhuo's expression became even darker:

"However, at this moment, Emperor Shaohao, who had saved Pandaria, was ready to return to his throne with great satisfaction. But at this moment, a special emotion hit his heart, which Emperor Shaohao had never realized.

an emotion..."
Chapter completed!