Parallel Draenor world, Nagrand grassland.
Warsong Clan suddenly went uncharacteristically. Gul'dan, who was originally very popular among the entire Orcs Horde, seemed to become an unpopular figure overnight.
Grom*Hellscream publicly declares that Gul'dan and his Warlock magic will drag Orcs into the abyss of destruction and corruption.
Now that the most powerful Warsong Clan has spoken, the other Orcs clans have begun to beat their hearts after hearing this.
Are Gul'dan and Fel spells really undesirable?
Grom's declaration immediately received support from Frostfire Ridge Frostwolf Clan. The patriarch Durotan also said that Fel should not exist. This would not only destroy Shaman and the way of the elements that have been passed down for countless years, but would also have an unpredictable impact on the entire Orcs race.
As a result, Gul'dan, who was originally regarded as a guest by all Orcs clans, found that public opinion and attitudes had completely turned against him.
We must take action immediately. If we delay it any longer, I'm afraid the situation will become even more difficult.
But at this juncture, Gul'dan couldn't contact his demon master Mannoroth!
This Abyssal Lord seems to have evaporated out of thin air. No matter how you summon it, you cannot restore contact.
In desperation, Gul'dan had no choice but to contact his immediate boss's immediate boss with fear, the big shot who made him feel endless fear and trembling: Kil'jaeden the Deceiver.
Kil'jaeden is not as violent and cruel as Archimonde, he is more like a cunning wise man.
Kil'jaeden immediately agreed to Gul'dan's request, and immediately sent another Abyssal Lord Brutallus, allowing Gul'dan to secretly summon Draenor to the world.
He is extremely optimistic about the race Orcs, so he must corrupt them with magic blood, absorb them into the Burning Legion, and become the vanguard of the Burning Legion.
In the failed war of World of Azeroth ten thousand years ago, a Orcs finally jumped into the portal and came to the world of Argus alone, briefly blocking Supreme Lord Sargeras and the endless demon army.
This left a deep impression on Kil'jaeden, so he is bound to win the race Orcs.
but... Mannoroth What happened?
Not to mention that Gul'dan cannot be contacted, even Mannoroth cannot be found by himself.
Some clues were found through some magic predictions. It seems that in the future twenty or thirty years later, Mannoroth will have some changes that can be called a turning point in fate.
But what kind of future changes can directly affect and distort the present?
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A few nights later, at a wide altar in Tanaan Jungle, Orcs clans from all over the world gathered together.
There was a sea of people below the altar, and countless torches were like stars in the sky, lighting up the entire area.
On the top of the altar, Gul'dan's old body shrouded in a robe and hood stood quietly next to a stone table. On the table was a huge stone basin filled with a basin full of dark green viscous liquid.
There was a commotion and cheers, and the Orcs below took the initiative to divide into two parts and give way to the middle road.
Grom*Hellscream strode towards the altar, carrying his iconic weapon on his back: Gorehowl.
What is a bit strange is that Hellscream is followed by Orcs, whose facial features are hidden in a hood. No one knows him, but it seems that Hellscream trusts this strange Orcs very much.
After some careful observation, Orcs also discovered something was wrong. Warsong Clan's army seemed to be on the periphery, and seemed to be carrying a bunch of dark things, making it difficult to see clearly under the cover of night.
Arriving at the top of the altar, Grom looked at Gul'dan, who was hunched over in front of him, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.
"Is this what you said will bring endless power to Orcs?" Grom glanced at the dark green liquid in the stone basin.
Gul'dan nodded, picked up a wooden cup, filled it with dark green liquid, and handed it to Grom.
"That's right, drink it... Hellscream, this is the blood of the gods. This will bring you the power of Invincible."
Grom took the cup, smelled it with his nose, and frowned.
"Then, Gou Dan..."
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"So, Gul'dan, what's the price?"
Gul'dan heard this and slowly pulled down his hood, revealing dark green skin and blood-red eyes.
"All of it."
Grom snorted and raised the wooden cup, as if he was going to drink it in one gulp. Gul'dan smiled when he saw this.
Then, the cup stopped at Grom's mouth, and then he poured the liquid in the cup onto the ground.
"No... this shouldn't be..."
"You... dare to refuse this gift? Burning Legion will punish you stupid ants!"
Gul'dan Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a thick voice.
Brutallus appeared from behind the altar. This huge Abyssal Lord was burning with Fel Flame. His hands were cut off artificially and equipped with a pair of sharp giant blades.
Grom stared at Abyssal Lord and snorted coldly, "As expected..."
Immediately, he nodded to Garrosh beside him, who immediately raised the torch in his hand and shook it a few times.
Bursts of roaring sounds accompanied by firelight came, and the Warsong Clan troops guarding the perimeter showed their ferocious fangs.
It was a row of brand new cannons.
Goblins military technology produced by Azeroth, and energy technology from Ethereals.
An armor-piercing bullet whizzed over, and then severely penetrated the armor on Brutallus's chest, and Abyssal Lord let out a loud roar.
Before they had time to counterattack, high-explosive bombs came one after another.
Gul'dan was knocked aside by the air wave generated by the explosion and collapsed to the ground.
Brutallus was bombed. When did these primitive Orcs possess weapons with such huge destructive power?
Shaking his head, Abyssal Lord roared angrily, propped himself up, and prepared to kill Orcs in front of him.
Then he saw a figure jumping out of the flames, it was Grom.
He held Gorehowl high and leaped up with the help of running.
The ax struck hard in the center of Abyssal Lord's head, and the ax blade got stuck deeply into the demon's skull.
Abyssal Lord let out a shocking roar, and Grom was knocked away, fell to the ground, and then got up with difficulty.
A burst of dark green light erupted from the huge wound.
Then, Abyssal Lord exploded.
The jet of Fel Flame struck in all directions like a fire dragon, but Grom was not afraid and opened his arms to face this biggest challenge.
Garrosh rushed over from the side, grabbed Grom, and violently pulled him down to the ground next to him.
Abyssal Lord died, leaving only a skull with Gorehowl stuck on it.
Garrosh walked over and pulled out the ax with force.
"No, this should not be the fate of Orcs..."
Gul'dan also sat up with difficulty and looked at this strange Orcs.
"Times have changed."
Garrosh glanced at Gul'dan coldly, and then threw the ax in his hand towards Grom.
The latter caught the ax firmly, turned around and looked at the sea of Orcs people below, and raised the Gorehowl in his hand.
"Orcs will never be slaves!!! We... will be king!!!"
The cheers resounded throughout the jungle and lingered for a long time.
In the easternmost part of the jungle, the foundation of a huge building has been laid.
That is Dark Portal, that is the passage to the parallel world Azeroth.
However, they will never be able to go to the parallel world Azeroth.
There is only one final destination for them.
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