"Hold on! Give me a little more time, and I will seize control of this magical weapon! The will of the hungry is resisting, and I must suppress it! Don't let them interfere with me."
Yorin Death-Eye's hoarse voice echoed in the cold night. Just from the gritted teeth in the voice, you could tell that this young martial artist was under great pressure.
This is also normal. The mind control inherited by Warlock from the Burning Legion has always been rough. It is very useful against big bosses like demons. Against other creatures, you have to rely on flying bricks to suppress them. After all, Fel is an amateur in playing "evil fall". The ones who are truly proficient in mind manipulation/hypnosis control/mind Pua are the extremely evil gangs in the void.
Shadow Council had to work together with four Warlock to barely control Son of Gronn's mind through a special magic weapon like Overmind Orb. Haosui is also a legendary creature. Energy Resistance naturally exists, and among the four After Warlock was killed, the young man Bleeding Hollow Clan now needs to complete the Dominate Mind attack on Duun the Hungry on his own. If it were not for the magic energy activated by Gul'dan's Skull to assist in casting the spell, I am afraid that at the moment of spiritual connection, Yorin Death-Eye would have rolled his eyes and drooled.
He needs some time to reactivate Overmind Orb, and Son of Gronn, who was captured by Shadow Council, will lose control due to the interruption of spell casting. The terrifying giant beast is full of anger and is destroying Mok'gol Town's buildings with its own destructive fists.
Gronn The most remarkable feature of these things is that they can continue to "grow" in battle.
Through the catalysis of spiritual anger and the natural manipulation of the earth, once the monster cannot be defeated in a short time, they will continue to draw the power of the earth to make themselves bigger, more ferocious, more powerful, more domineering and more deadly.
What is the majesty of a legendary race? Just look at this battlefield and you will know.
The ten-meter-tall legendary creature can control the power of the earth. It dug its claws into the soil and the wolf grabbed it, and the hardened boulders roared and smashed into Orcs's camp. Too many unlucky ones had no time to dodge and were smashed into meat pies. Each punch brought up terrifying black rock thorns, turning those Demon Blood Barbarians and Ogres who had no way to escape into "barbeque kebabs."
The unique terrain destructive power of the giant can definitely be described as brutal.
"Hurry up!"
Garrosh kept swinging his tomahawk to resist Demon Blood Barbarians who were trying to take back Overmind Orb. He could still hold on and enjoy the glory of the battle, but Young Master Hellscream, who was eager to chop off more heads, had to understand his priorities clearly.
He knew that once the vengeful Gronn came near the high platform, all of them would die.
What's even more terrible is that although Jorin has not yet completed the re-control, the beast has noticed that the lock on the soul has closed again, and the blood-red one eye is looking here.
"Warlock, how much longer do you need?"
Nubodon, who is also on the high platform, has already grasped Shockwave Scepter at his waist, ready to release his "secret weapon" at any time, but the rioting voice Elemental Lord is not used here. Once Murmur is released, Nubodon is not sure that he can enslave it again.
So he took a look at the speed at which Gronn was approaching and said in a deep voice:
"If it doesn't work, give up this manipulation and let the hungry one continue to run wild here. It hates Shadow Council's thugs and will not stop until it kills all the Orcs in this town.
This coincides with the goal of our trip."
"But it's just a one-time use, I have to turn it into my weapon of war!"
At this time, Yorin Death-Eye, who was constantly extracting magic energy from Gul'dan's Skull to strengthen himself, seemed to have entered "Shadowform". He stared at the fixed skull magic weapon in front of him, and continued to manipulate it deeply to seize control.
He said hoarsely:
"Now I simply don't have the strength to take revenge on Gul'dan and Shadow Council!
I must seize this opportunity, not only for my father, but also for everything Bleeding Hollow Clan was taken away by Blackhand... I want to take back our Tanaan Jungle from War Horde! That is the hometown of Blood Ring, and that is my hometown!
No!
I will never give up!"
"But you don't have enough time..."
Nubodon feels the anger and determination of this Blood Ring Warlock, but the current situation is really beyond our control Jorin·
Dead Eye continued to be tough, and he was ready to drag away this stubborn Warlock boy, but just before he started,
But suddenly I heard a familiar roar.
"Vicious Gronn! Use my war hammer to listen to the judgment of Holy Light!"
It's Yrel!
Nubodon suddenly raised his head and saw Yrel jumping up from the wall of Mogor Town.
The sturdy recruit accelerated himself with the flapping of Holy Light's wings behind him, turning himself into a leaping Holy Light fist.
She roared into the sky heroically like a glory-seeking Orcs, swung the war hammer while the frantic Gronn was clenching his fists, and struck Duun the Hungry's bloody one eye with the hammer.
Holy Light then broke out.
In the small combo attack of Gray Verdict and Divine Storm taught by Diakum the Saint, Gronn, which was hit hard at its most vulnerable position, screamed and covered its eyes and knelt back. The huge body fell towards the town like a fallen stone pillar, smashing several stone houses with a rumble.
But the mighty Yrel was also thrown away by the heavy fist wielded by Gronn. In the weird and elongated roar,
After drawing a perfect Holy Light arc in the night, it crashed into a house on the other side of the town, causing smoke and dust.
But a few seconds later, Holy Light lit up there, which meant that Yrel was unharmed. She was Garrison Commander who was personally trained by Saint. Turning on Divine Shield to save one's life during such a fatal fall is a basic operation.
Yrel's brave attack bought Yorin Death-Eye time, and also inspired others on the chaotic battlefield. Seeing Gronn, who had been knocked down, getting up, Garrosh turned back and glared at Yorin Death-Eye. The latter was at a critical moment in casting the spell, and blood was bleeding from the corners of his mouth.
He obviously still needs some time.
So the young Orcs stood up, picked up his battle ax, jumped off the sentry tower, and rushed towards the Gronn without looking back.
A few seconds later, as Duun the Hungry got up in a daze, an even harsher roar sounded in front of it. It was almost the same attack pattern as Yrel just now. Garrosh, full of rage, also jumped up from a high place and struck Gronn's head with his tomahawk with a perfect jump chop.
He is indeed a boy from the Hellscream family!
This ancestral jump chop technique is authentic. The One's problem is that his brain is not very good.
Who do you call bad? Your calligraphy is Garrison Commander.
People can open the Holy Shield to save their lives. How can you, a warrior, get the learning capital? What? Did you buy your life wholesale from Broken Precipice's Black Market?
So in the next second, Gronn roared in agony and swung his fists. Young Master Hellscream, who had completed a headshot, was smashed to the ground from high altitude at a faster speed. He was about to be thrown to death. It was too late to find the small animal Charge to relieve him, and Nubodon had to rescue him in time. A rock-shaped Hand of the Earth lifted up from the shaking ground.
He caught Garrosh who was vomiting blood in the air and avoided the dilemma of being thrown to death.
"It's done! I'm done!"
Seeing Gronn angrily stepping forward and raising his fists to hit Garrosh, at this fatal moment, the young Shutu finally completed this fatal control. He raised the Overmind Orb in front of him high and shouted loudly with his eyes wide open:
"I order you, Gronn! Kill all those Green Skins's the Fallen!"
"!"
With a low roar, the terrifying punch finally changed its direction and fell on Garrosh, completely destroying most of the collapsed city wall next to it. Then the giant beast turned around under the control of Dead Eye and applied its unhappiness to the dilapidated town.
Those members of Shadow Council and Twilight's Hammer Clan who had started to run away were full of despair. Just after taking a nap, their own "weapons of war" turned against their own people and started attacking their own people. Who are they going to talk to about this?
Damn it, why is this Blood Ring boy so bad!
But the battlefield is not just here. On the other side of the town, where Yrel fell, there is still fighting going on.
Lelan assisted the brave Hand of K'ure to fight against the barbarians entrenched here. She originally wanted to use Teleportation Spell to transport herself and Yrel to a safe area, but she was targeted by Warlock who was hiding in the dark because of her previous spell casting.
Their continuous spells and shadow attacks left Lelan in a hurry. Gaiara, who was responsible for protecting her, was also entangled by the Twilight's Hammer Clan's ferocious Ogres, which temporarily put Arcane Mage into a dilemma of fighting alone.
Fortunately, Draenei has always been proficient in his skills. Relying on the super destructive power brought by the reinforcement of Arcane, Lelan was able to fight one against three.
However, the lack of protection for Arcane Mage, who was serious about casting spells, was a fatal problem. While she was engaging in a magical confrontation with Warlocks head-on, Lelan did not notice that the shadows behind her were changing. By the time she smelled the pungent smell of sulfur, it was already too late.
The ferocious hellhound rushed out and knocked her down from behind, swallowing the shield magic on her body in several mouthfuls.
While Lelan gritted his teeth and threw out Arcane Impact to send the hellhound flying, a grinning succubus whipped around and locked Lelan's neck and tore it fiercely, trying to kill the lone Draenei!
The demons are very interested in chasing Draenei, even surpassing the enthusiasm to execute the order, because the Great Demon Lords have issued a reward inside the Burning Legion. For every Argus Star Soul Will Fragment brought back, the demons can get quite generous magic casting rewards.
For middle and lower level demons, this is a rare opportunity.
Demons are also motivated, and demons can also love Burning Legion. They also hope to make meritorious deeds and stand out among their cruel compatriots, to be appreciated by big shots and reach the peak of demon life.
"Your soul is mine!"
The seductive succubus dragged the struggling Lelan to her feet, stepped on Arcane Mage with her sheep's hooves, pulled out the fragmented short knife of Fel, and cut her neck to extract her soul, then brought Twisting Nether back to receive the reward.
Lelan should have been afraid, but she wasn't.
Facing the sharp blade stabbed by the succubus, Lelan's eyes widened, but the focus was not on the succubus at all but behind her.
"Poof"
The ferocious Kingslayer dagger pierced the succubus's neck with a brutal gesture, and then slit her throat with another knife and easily picked off her seductive head from her spine.
Garona burst out of the shadow and kicked the demon's headless body out. She saw the scars on Lelan's body, and turned around and jumped out with anger in her eyes. Shadow Step rushed behind those Warlock, and the explosion of killing Shengyan completed her harvest of the crispy spellcasters in a few seconds.
Even those guys' Soul Stone were found and crushed on the spot.
As expected of an assassin trained by Gul'dan herself. She is well aware of every weakness of Warlock. She is really good at killing Warlock. Ah Zhuo, Gul'dan, do you want to look back and see what kind of living father you have trained Shadow Council!
"How dare you hurt her?!"
Garona roared, like a Tiger that finally broke free from its chains.
Her figure constantly shuttles back and forth in the night, and every time she pauses, she will take away the life of a Orcs. The results of the dark grind are undoubtedly revealed at this moment. Harvested by the assassination artifact twisted in her hands, the rough-skinned and thick-skinned Ogres will soon die from the poison of the living wood death plague even if it withstands the heart-breaking blow.
Lelan was frightened.
She never realized that her child could have such terrifying destructive power. When Garona killed the last hidden Warlock and appeared in front of Lelan with his head in his hands, Yrel stepped forward and stood between the mother and daughter.
She looked at Garona warily, Holy Light surging in her body.
"I"
The half-Orcs assassin with blood on her face looked at Lelan. She saw the shock and fear in her mother's eyes, which made her realize what she had just done, so she dropped the weapon and head in her hands, hurriedly wiping the blood and trying to explain something.
This scene made Lelan smile. She shook her head at Yrel, then strode forward and hugged her child. She patted Garona on the back, enduring the pain in her body and said softly:
"It's okay, just come back. Thank you Holy Light, thank Diakum Uncle, he brought you back."
"I swear, I will never leave you again, never again."
The battle continues around them, but for Garona, it's over.
This war, those dark years and experiences are over.
A few minutes later, everyone who successfully evacuated Mok'gol Town gathered in a safe area. Yrel turned around and saw Gronn, who was controlled by Yorin Death-Eye, still killing everyone on the battlefield crazily.
A legendary creature is enough to raze that place to the ground on this night, and the most merciful Holy Light will never pity the dark souls of those dogs Warlock.
"May Holy Light save your souls!"
This is the One's "blessing" that Yrel can give to the bastards of Shadow Council.
Behind her, Diakum the Saint was working with Nubodon to treat the seriously injured Garrosh. Young Master Hellscream's previous too successful jump chop had seriously injured him, and he was very disappointed when he lost his axe.
"Where is the name Sword Saint?"
Griselda Blackhand, who went out alone tonight and achieved great results, leaned on his bloody war hammer, looked around in confusion, and said to the others:
"I didn't see him on the battlefield. He seemed to have left in the middle of the battle. Burning Blade Clan's Sword Saint is not afraid of the enemy, right?"
"Lantresor has gone on a special mission. He will be back before dawn."
Vigilant Saint, who was treating Garrosh, said casually:
"Take a rest as soon as possible. Next we have to find a way to sneak into Highmaul. The battle at Mogor Town is just an appetizer. I hope you can adapt to the intensity of the battle. The next step will only be more dangerous."
"Well, Sword Saint's mobility and concealment are really good for performing liaison missions. As for the danger? Ha,
Danger is Blackrock Orc's drowning weapon!"
Griselda Blackhand immediately understood what Diakum the Saint meant, with an expression of appreciation on her face. She liked this kind of efficient teamwork.
Lelan stood up and walked towards Diakum Uncle to express her gratitude, but when she stood up, she was suddenly grabbed by Garona's wrist.
Arcane Mage looked at his adopted daughter in confusion.
Garona wanted to say something but finally chose silence. He reached out to help Lelan wipe the stains left by the battle on her collar and wiped the blood stains on her face, and finally smiled at her.
Lelan also smiled back, reached out and pinched her daughter's face, as if she was teasing her when she was a child. She didn't alienate her because Garona turned green, just like she never alienated her because of her daughter. "Havorosen" is like giving up her identity. Draenei appreciates the beauty of the soul. Obviously in Lelan's eyes, her Garona is a great beauty.
Garona watched Lelan approach Diakum the Saint.
She looked at Saint in the light talking gently to others, but Garona's eyes were full of vigilance and a hint of...,
fear.
Her mind is trapped in Overmind Orb.
This means that everything that happened in the nightmare land constructed by Annihilator was seen by her. She confirmed that the battle she saw between Dark Archon and Annihilator was by no means an illusion. She confirmed that there was a dark power hiding under the bright appearance of Diakum the Saint.
Compared with Dark Archon's power to stir up the void of shadows, the vicious Gul'dan is like a "dumb beginner" in the "big villain" profession.
This gaze triggered Dick's perception. He turned around and saw Garona looking away with some guilt.
Saint smiled, and when the child looked at him, he put his hand to his mouth and made a "sound" motion.
This action made Garona's heart move.
Vigilant really knew that she had seen everything, but he just asked her to keep it a secret without the crazy "you saw something you shouldn't have seen, so you have to die" attitude.
Think about it, how could Holy Light Walker like Diakum do that kind of killing and silence?
I have been lost in the darkness set by Gul'dan for so long that I have forgotten that there are still "good people" in this world. There is no doubt that my "grandfather" in name is a good person in every sense of the word.
More importantly, my good elder is scarier than most bad guys.
Well, this is really cool.
The cute and cute Ogres originated from the world of Draenor. It is hard for normal people to imagine that these guys with big muscles and round waists, who did nothing but eat every day, and even published the "Ogres Cooking "Human" Manual", an "abstract bible", once had a brilliant and grand civilization.
But as the saying goes, people should not be judged by their appearance.
After truly understanding the history of the Draenor world, it is not difficult to find that not only does Ogre Empire have a long history, but Overmind indeed traveled through most of the world during a certain period of time and created a huge world.
Of course, Draenor is a small world.
Surrounded by the Zangar Sea, there is only one continent. Its land area accounts for at most one-fifth of the world of Argus, which is basically equivalent to one-sixth of the world of Azeroth. If you include those continents on the back of the world that have not been discovered before Dick traveled through, the "structure" of Draenor is even more pitiful compared to these "giant worlds".
But even so, Ogres, who once established a "unified dynasty" here, can still claim to be "great for his ancestors."
Unfortunately, there is no eternally prosperous dynasty in this world. The Ogress generally have low intelligence and a loose social structure and it is difficult to maintain their hegemony for a long time. Especially after the rise of the Orcs clan, the Ogres's Gorian Empire quickly disappeared.
Today, Gorian Ogre Empire, which once dominated the mainland, only has two directly-governed territories left. Highmaul on the westernmost side of Nagrand Plains was the former capital, while Ogre Magi Fortress on the westernmost side of Frostfire Ridge was the former frontier town of the empire.
When everyone looked down on Ogres, Ogres failed to live up to his expectations.
They only have two core territories left, but they are still divided. The Ogres of the two territories each chose their own leader, which they call "Wizard Head". Highmaul is Mar'gok here, and Ogre Magi Fortress is the head of state Korgolok.
The former is still alive, but the latter was strangled to death by his rebellious slave in "Battle of Blood River".
As an additional mention, the Orcs who personally killed the leader of the Blade Tower during the war was called Leoroxx, which is Mok'Nathal Clan's current Chieftain. However, compared to this low-key old Orcs, his son will be better known in the future.
That guy's name is Rexxar Leima.
At present, Gorian Ogre Empire, the last remaining place of afterglow, Highmaul, has also entered under the double blow of the Warsong Clan and Twilight's Hammer Clan In the doomsday desperate situation, according to the news that Diakum has learned now, two-thirds of the urban area of Xuanbao has been lost, and only the last Gataion Hall is still in the hands of Wizard Head Malxike.
Now that the final siege has begun, the countdown to the collapse of the Gorian empire has also begun.
Such a desperate situation is undoubtedly extremely demoralizing.
Although Wizard Head Malshek still has a powerful army loyal to him, composed of fierce One-Eyed Ogre warriors and Ogres generals strengthened by witchcraft, even in the face of Grom Hellscream The Warsong Clan led by the Warsong Clan is also capable of fighting, and the last fortress Gataion Hall also has the Gorian imperial vision secret Arcane Magic inheritance, making it less easy for foreign enemies to enter this sacred place.
But no matter how vast his vision was, he could not deal with this powerful crushing force from fate alone.
The leader of Bloodmark has locked himself in the Meditation Room above the vision hall for several days. Its loyal defenders announced to the Ogres Warriors that the great Wizard Head is meditating on the direction of the war. Once it obtains the enlightenment of wisdom, the current situation can be brilliantly reversed in an instant.
As long as Wizard Head leaves its palace, it can kill all the Orcs and traitor Ogres who are surrounding the Vision Palace!
But such words can only deceive those Ogres barbarians who lack intelligence, but they cannot deceive the smart people who also accept the inheritance of wizards.
Therefore, during the period when the Orcs army besieged Gataion Hall, the Ogre Shamans under the Malxueke demon had been reporting sporadic escapes. If Banguo did not stop them, and there was no need for the peripheral Twilight's Hammer Clan to launch a general attack, the army under the Wizard Head demon would collapse on its own.
However, although the situation is already very serious, only those with real Highmaul blood layer can understand how bad the current situation is!
The Ogre Shamans who should be absolutely loyal to Wizard Head should be the leaders of the resistance. However, those smart guys only need to find a suitable time to take off their expensive Gorian robes and put on ugly Twilight's Hammer Clan battle clothes, and they will be able to smoothly join the more advantageous side.
Even these guys would not call this shameless behavior "betrayal", because the guy opposite has a special status and is quite kind and generous to Wizard Head's subordinates.
Although it is unjustly a war between Orcs and Ogres, at least at this stage, it has evolved into a "civil war" between Ogres.
The defense of this Gataion Hall seems to be unassailable, but in fact there has been a terrible rebellion, and a web of conspiracy is surrounding the leader of Malshek. If it does not take action, I am afraid everything will be hopeless.
"Führer! I bring important news."
Amidst the sound of heavy footsteps, the strong Ogres, whose entire body was engraved with unique patterns to cover up his scars, approached the meditation hall of Wizard Head.
It carries a magical warhammer with a strange Arc Light wrapped around it. Wherever it goes, those Arcane Energys that are overflowing in the vision hall will avoid it in fear, as if there is something about this Ogres warrior that makes them afraid.
It stood outside the door and said to Wizard Head Ding through the heavy stone door:
"Your loyal bodyguard, the powerful One-Eyed Ogre Twins, discovered a letter on Blood Platform near the Vision Palace when he was ordered to patrol.
I checked and found that it was a handwritten letter written to you by Draenei Saint who does not call himself "Vigilant". In the letter, he invited you to meet him and promised that he would help us defeat the siege of the Twilight's Hammer Clan.
Finally, he revealed an important news to us in the letter.
Twilight's Hammer..
Cho'gall The cunning and vicious "The Exiled" has secretly used the secret White Ghost Orcs to corrupt our magic weave world. I have personally checked and found that there is indeed some dangerous corrosion flowing in the Gataion Hall's Ley Line, and the nearby elemental power also has some abnormal resonance.
The situation is getting worse and worse, you must make a decision early!"
Silence was the response to these words, and this silence made the weird Ogres warrior a little annoyed.
It waited for a few seconds and then turned around and left without replying. But at this moment, a low and hoarse voice sounded from the door:
"Where is the letter?"
"In my hands, the noble Wizard Head."
Ogres The hero immediately handed the letter through the stone door into Malshek's meditation hall. A moment later, a Ogres Arcane Rune Stone decorated with strange crystals was sent out by the head of state.
The other party warned:
"Put this Apexis Crystal Rune Stone where you got the letter and forget about it. Don't send people to roam around, let alone publicize this matter. Kragor, my loyal Monster General, you should know that there is a traitor hiding in the Alliance in the Vision Palace!
Those traitors are more deadly than Orcs's army.
Ah, I never thought that one day I would need you, an alienated freak, to maintain the inheritance of the Gorian Empire, but as things have come to this, there are not many people I can trust anymore.
Tell me, have Kragor and Cho'gall ever invited you?
In the face of his temptation, have you ever wavered like other wizards? After all, the stupidest Ogres in the whole Highmaul knows that although you are very loyal, I have never valued you very much."
Faced with this inquiry, the strange Ogres warrior let out a deep laugh and said:
"After that accident, I turned into a magic-devouring monster. The noble Wizard Head, Cho'gall will also resist me and even fear me!
But when I was abandoned by everyone and despaired, it was you who saved me with your own hands. Although I know that the rescue was more for your witchcraft experiment, the grace of saving my life lies there, and my family tradition does not allow me to betray your kindness.
Highmaul is my home!
My parents and I were both born and raised here. I will do anything for my hometown Consecration. If you need it, I will be willing to execute the traitor Cho'gall with your own hands for your injustice.
But now, please persevere for the future of the Gorian empire!
Although the empire has fallen, Wizard Head's duty is to make our empire glorious!
Your generals have not given up yet, so please persevere.
At least hold on until the next day. Well, on those days when I was waiting to die due to the radiation of Qiling energy, I would tell myself this, Your Majesty, please hold on! Every day is a new blessing."