Sorrow! The Vigilant Saint Had Become a Walking Holy Light Nuke, but the Good News Was That Someone Deserved a Beating

"Woooooooo"

The low sound of the horn sounded without warning when the second dawn came. The sturdy One-Eyed Ogre Warrior blew the oldest war horn at the highest point of Gorgrond Temple, allowing the sound of disputes that Gorian Empire had inherited for nearly a thousand years to instantly spread throughout the Highmaul battlefield filled with war smoke.

The Gorgrond Temple door that has been closed for more than half a month is now open, with Wizard Head Mar'gok's most trusted hero One-Eyed Ogre Twins Pol Under the leadership of Phemos, the last elite warrior guarding King Gorian marched out of their fortress with Battle Standard. The vibration of their march forward even triggered a uniform "dong dong dong" echo.

These Ogres are very different from those down-and-out Ogres bandits on the Draenor mainland who wear a piece of cloth on their bodies as clothes and carry a leftover thigh bone as a weapon.

Each of them has been catalyzed by Apexis Crystal in wisdom and strength. Not only are their bodies larger than the ordinary Ogres, but they all have thick and sturdy steel armor. Their entire bodies, including their large faces, are protected by the rough but practical iron armor. The brutal weapons made of animal bones and steel in their hands can set off a storm of flesh and blood anytime and anywhere.

Not to mention, this army not only includes the brave Warrior but also the powerful and mysterious Rune Mage.

Those Ogres spellcasters who are loyal to Wizard Head serve as commanders of combat teams. They use their wisdom, brute force and brutal leadership to form Mar'gok's most feared hand of war.

This is "King's Guard" of Wizard Head, which can only be selected by Gorian Ogres with the purest bloodline.

Despite the small number of these guys, in the battle where Warsong Clan broke the city, under the command of the head of state, they caused great trouble to the Warsong Clan who were several times their size, and in the end they even forced Grom Hellscream had to personally carry out the battlefield assault, using Gorehowl to chop Wizard Head to complete the wonderful beheading operation, and then repel this brutal Gorian army.

But the empire was indeed in decline.

When Orcs civilization had not yet risen and most of the Draenor continent was still ruled by the Gorian Empire, an elite empire like this could gather several big Burning Legions in minutes. At that time, there were Gorian Empire expedition teams and slave-catching teams all over the continent, and their rule even extended to the mysterious Ashran islands outside the mainland.

To this day, there are still a large number of the Ogre Empire relics left on the Ashran Island island. During the "dark time" when the Draenei people's "Little Sun" Diakum had not yet awakened, The Sha'tar treasure hunters under the command of the great traitor Othaar were excavating on Ashran Island almost every day. Many Arcane sacred objects of the Ogre Empire were dug up and dug out in this way.

After seeing the majestic military appearance of King's Guard, it is not difficult to understand why after the Warsong Clan retreated and the siege was taken over by the Twilight's Hammer Clan, the cruel and sinister Ogres Warlock Cho'gall launched a siege instead of taking the initiative to attack.

It's not that it doesn't want to, it's that the ragtag group of clan members under its command cannot launch a decent offensive at all. Of course, this is normal, this is a "Warlock clan", and when the concentration of Warlock in a certain place is too high, right?

But Cho'gall also has a way. It summons White Ghost Orcs of Nagrand to gather here, intending to use Void Magic to corrode the ancient magic barrier to give Wizard Head a hard job, but guess what?

When the results were about to come out, hey, damn Mar'gok actually took the initiative!

Blanch!

Anyway, when Cho'gall was hiding and heard the news that Wizard Head was marching out of Gorgrond Temple with his army, both heads of this black-skinned Two-headed Ogre Warlock were in pain.

This piece of shit, why doesn't it follow the rules?

"Are you sure that Mar'gok stepped out of its palace? (Is it a magical illusion? That weak bitch likes to play this trick!)"

The strong and cruel Two-headed Ogre Warlock grabbed Orc Warlock who came to report the news and lifted him into the air. Seeing Warlock nodding wildly, its two heads "Gu" and "Gar" roared at the same time:

"But why? (Yeah! Why would you give up your turtle shell and run out to die?)"

"I can't come!"

Orc Warlock, who was held in Ogres Warlock's hand, looked confused and screamed:

"But those white ghosts screamed, "The king is coming." Didn't you say that the white ghosts are very sensitive to energy fluctuations? If they all said that, it would prove that the person who appeared on the battlefield was indeed the true form of Mar'gok.

You'd better go there quickly!

That Ogre Warlord is crazy. It is holding a staff in one hand and a sword in the other and has slashed three streets! Our clan members are being killed like pigs by it. It is too brave, and its soldiers' morale is bursting because of this. Our Warrior is not as powerful as Grom Hellscream, and there is no way to stop it from wreaking havoc!

If this continues, the front line will collapse."

"Haha, of course you can't stop it! (Mar'gok has strength and wisdom, it is the strongest Ogres!)"

Cho'gall sneered and threw the timid Warlock aside. It stood up, patted the waste that was splashed by the forging on itself, and pulled out an unfinished purple-black one-handed war hammer from the ancient magic forge that once belonged to Wizard Head.

The shape of that thing is very weird, and it looks full of evil.

Even though it has not yet been completed, when Cho'gall picked up this war hammer, those Orc Warlock people around who assisted in the forging could still feel waves of dizziness.

"Well, Twilight Hammer, what a pity, you can't take shape at all in this world that lacks the echo of the void. (But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, we have got the most perfect prototype, we just need to wait patiently for the arrival of Hour of Twilight.)"

Cho'gall regretfully stroked the alien warhammer in his hand, his disgusting loving gesture was like stroking his own child.

Its rough hands didn't care at all about the flames still burning on the forging hammer, and those flames would even actively obey its call and wrap around Cho'gall's fingers, forming one unique and weird dark rune after another.

This is obviously not Warlock's spell.

At least Gul'dan has never taught this apprentice Ogres similar spells. Although he has been under the name of Gul'dan for a long time, Cho'gall has always been "self-taught".

It has no interest in summoning demons and even has some resistance to it. Although it is very proficient in controlling Fel because of its natural Casting Talent, it is very likely that it is a rare high-level Warlock among Shadow Council who has not drank Demon Blood.

Cho'gall fell in love with the attainments of Shadowfiend's method, and during a certain "adventure", he understood the secret of "Twilight's divine power" from White Ghost Orcs's sharing.

Yes, this guy is the rare shadow, Fel, the asshole genius Warlock of the Third Void Cultivator.

When other Warlock offered their loyalty to the Burning Legion, it knelt before the Void Gate early, and Void was indeed very generous. For a talented guy like Cho'gall, Sea of Darkness was not stingy with gifts.

For example, the "Twilight Hammer" in its hand was forged by it personally. Its forging process and techniques came from the truth taught by Sea of Darkness.

Of course, even if you don't know these inside information and just look at the sharp crystal spikes covering the handle and hammer body of this war hammer, you will know that it has an extraordinary origin. It is not the Apexis Crystal that Ogre Shaman are best at using. It is a more "advanced" thing obtained through the close cooperation of the Shadow Council and Draenei traitors.

"Ah, the time for revenge has come. Children, follow me to kill the invincible Wizard Head! (Burn its body! Give its soul to the devil, and leave the strength and power to me!)"

Cho'gall carried Twilight Hammer, which was still wrapped in high temperature, and kicked open the door of the ancient forge while laughing.

As the waiting Ogre Shamans outside the door watched in awe, Cho'gall raised the weapon in his hand high, and in an instant a powerful shadow covered his body, while the nagging White Ghost Orcss fell to their knees in fear.

These ferocious aliens shouted crazy words like "Twilight Divine Descent is coming", and each one of them regarded Cho'gall as their Faith Incarnation.

"Go! Go and summon the creations of chaos, and spread the blessings of the void throughout this ruins! (Let the furious rebel land fight for me! Let the power of Twilight ring the death knell of Mar'gok!)"

Cho'gall brutally issued an order to his white ghost followers, and those alien creatures immediately dispersed. They would follow Cho'gall's order to summon the power corroded by the void as a trump card to ambush Wizard Head.

As for those Ogre Shaman who have recently surrendered, Cho'gall is very polite.

This Two-headed Ogre, which was expelled from Highmaul in the early years due to "different political opinions", looked at its compatriots. Its two heads showed a hypocritical and cruel smile at the same time. It waved its hands and called out seemingly enthusiastically:

"Those who have turned from darkness to light need not be nervous. The majesty of Highmaul is already the afterglow of yesterday! (Great Chieftain Blackhand promises to share with us the victory of the bloodbath of Draenor, and Gorian Empire will be reborn in your hands.)

After Mar'gok is burned to death by my own hands, Gorian Empire's ancient mystery of divinely forged runes will belong to everyone! (The power of the runes left by the ancestors should not be exclusive, and all Ogre Shaman can learn the supreme power.)

Come with me and join me on the battlefield. (You don't need to besiege Mar'gok! This will be a decisive battle between me and it. You need to block those irrelevant people.)

Yes! We will use the tradition of Ogres to end the stupid rule of the cruel king! (Yes, Ogres does not need a king! The enslaved will be free.)"

Not to mention, this guy's two ferocious heads are both very eloquent.

It can keenly analyze the worries in the hearts of these surrenderers, and in the flattering dialogue between the two heads, it makes promises that satisfy the wizards.

In addition to the Gorian Empire's continued weakness, Mar'gok's success today is also related to Wizard Head's stingy and cruel ruling style. The secrets of the runes passed down by the Gorian Empire have been used by Wizard Head's family is firmly in his own hands, and it is difficult for Ogre Shaman of Highmaul to learn the true power of Arcane, which is enough to make these greedy and cunning upper classes dissatisfied.

The reason why Cho'gall, the "upstart", was expelled and almost died at the hands of assassins sent by Wizard Head was because Cho'gall had been making noises to win over other wizards, and they formed a new circle to constantly put pressure on Mar'gok, asking it to share the ancient secrets of power.

But Mar'gok clearly has no intention of sharing knowledge.

Although Cho'gall was exiled, he has been hanging out with Gul'dan as a wandering Ogres all these years. He started a new business in Shadow Council and created a strange and extremely evil gang of mixed races like Twilight's Hammer Clan, but the "connections" that this guy left in Highmaul are still there.

This is also the main reason why so many Ogre Shaman defected one after another after Cho'gall presided over the Highmaul battle instead of Grom Hellscream.

Ogre Shamans can easily convince themselves that this is not a rebellion!

This is just another performance of the "brutal succession" tradition of the Gorian Empire for nearly a thousand years. Before the birth of a new king, they chose not to help each other.

Although the cunning guy Cho'gall may not fulfill his promise to share knowledge and power after the war, he at least made this gesture of sharing, and their king has always been stingy and unwilling to share power.

Therefore, at least Wizard Head Mar'gok must bear some responsibility for the alienation of the caster class.

The political struggle of the Ogre Empire is really no worse than that of other races. In other words, politicians in this world and all other worlds are the same. If they don't know how to share power, it will only be a matter of time before they are overthrown.

Under the leadership of Cho'gall, the Ogre Shamans who put on the Twilight's Hammer Clan Warlock uniforms strode away from the ruins of the city, and they arrived quickly Near Gorgrond Temple, the battlefield here has turned into a chaotic battle. There is no general taking command. Twilight's Hammer's crooked melons and split dates are no match for Ogres's elite.

Especially when Mar'gok personally came forward to lead the charge, the last king's guards were full of killing intent and high-spirited fighting spirit.

They recaptured the large square at the top of Gorgrond Temple and Highmaul in a very short period of time, and their vanguards had already begun to advance towards the upper reaches of the city.

Although the Warlocks of Twilight's Hammer tried their best to summon demons to try to delay the opponent's attack speed, facing the naturally powerful elite Ogres, let alone the ordinary Demon Guard, let those more powerful Doomguard come over and they will definitely be able to withstand the crazy siege of Ogres. As for the more rubbish hellhounds and imps, they can't even get close to the big and round Warrior.

If you dare to get close casually, you will be trampled to death by Ogres.

Is there such a thing as a systematic spell caster?

The wizards of the Gorian Empire are all composite spellcasting professions. Although they control the power of Arcane, this does not mean that they are not proficient in the way of elements. Bloodlust, Lightning Chain, and Earthquake Spell are almost out of control in the hands of these guys.

Uh.

One more thing to say here is that the inheritance of the elemental way that Orcss are proud of is not actually the original Shamans. It was inexplicably summed up after a night of brainstorming. In fact, the origin of Orcs spellcasters can also be traced back to the Gorian Ogre Empire.

At the beginning of Orcs's civilization, they existed as slaves who were bullied and squeezed by Ogres. The main reason why the elemental power helped Orcs overthrow Ogres's slavery was that Ogre Shaman were all a group of dark Shaman who liked "slavery elements"

Is it good that human elements also have human rights?

You Ogres are not good to us, so we will choose another family. When the time comes, you will use rune magic, and our family will be blessed by the elements. Each of us will bring a hundred thousand troops. Let's see who returns victorious and who falls into the sand!

Facts have proved that the elements of Draenor are quite fierce when they are forced to fight.

In short, the relationship between Orcs and Ogres is actually quite complicated. At least the casting system of the two is of the same origin, and the casting power of the Ogre Empire was originally taught by Arakkoa Sun Sage. Therefore, counting a few generations up, it is not difficult to come to an uncomfortable conclusion:

That is, the Arakkoas who are now in extreme decline are the most orthodox inheritance of power in the Draenor world. The once glorious Arakkoa Sun Empire is the first mainland political power in the Draenor continent that was established by mortals in the true sense.

Well, look, the world of Draenor is small, but the stories that happened here are really not simple at all.

"Weak bastard! Get away! (Get out of the way! The powerful Gu and the weak Gal are about to cast a spell.)"

As Cho'gall's two heads roared, the Ogres legend Warlock raised the Twilight Hammer in his hands high, Warlock who had already prepared The magic of came out in an instant, and with the wild laughter of Cho'gall, a large piece of Hellfire roared like a meteorite and hit the chaotic battlefield ahead as the hammer was swung.

This madman didn't distinguish between friend and foe at all. When it cast spells, it included its own people in the attack range. Anyway, in Cho'gall's view, these are just cannon fodder. What's the difference between dying early and dying late?

The terrifying Hellfire crashed down with a roar, covering the battlefield and sweeping across the battlefield. The Gul'dan's special skill "Animate Hellfire" was learned very well by the Cho'gall. After those ferocious things landed, they not only killed the surrounding life and created an impact crater, but also spread the liquid corrosive force outwards in a manner visible to the naked eye.

However, the Hellfire called by Cho'gall was not filled with Fel. Instead, the shadow and void cast connected the scattered corrosion, and then emitted a strange howl that tore the minds of the surrounding Warrior, forcing the wizards to retreat temporarily.

When those "Shadowforged Hellfire" structures rose from the ground, their terrifying destructive power swept across the surroundings in an instant, forcibly dividing the chaotic battlefield.

But such a bombardment by VanCleef surrounded by Hellfire was obviously not a scene that the legendary Warlock could pull off. Such an amazing attack shocked Mar'gok, thinking to himself that Cho'gall, the traitor, was so powerful, could he have been promoted to a demigod overnight?

But soon, after Wizard Head personally cast a spell, and with the assistance of his loyal subordinate Kragor, he used the supremely powerful Arcane to smash those voids Hellfire, it noticed the strange war hammer filled with voids in the hands of Cho'gall.

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When Wizard Head stared at the war hammer, even from a distance, he could feel a strange force tearing at his mind, and a sinister whisper echoing in his mind.

Mar'gok itself is the best among Ogre Shaman. Its terrifying Casting Talent makes it stand out the moment it comes into contact with Twilight Hammer's void summons., he could even see Sea of Darkness's phantom and those indescribable things that made people feel chilled. Wizard Head immediately cut off his thoughts and kept himself away from the sneaky temptation of the void.

"Evil!"

Mar'gok was holding High Overlord's Scepter in its left hand and leaning on Gorian Empire Holy Sword in its right hand. It roared:

"Damn the Exiled! How dare you cast such evil things on my land! And you dare to connect the Arcane node of Highmaul to it. You are extracting the ancient magic power of this land to strengthen yourself. Are you going to ruin this hometown that gave birth to you and raised you?"

"Haha, the glory of the Gorian Empire? That glory has never shined on me! (If the power of that inheritance cannot be used by me, then I would rather destroy it.)"

Cho'gall waved the divine hammer in its hand, continuously causing the power of the void to gush out from the purple-black crack in front. It roared loudly:

"If you really care about this shabby land Highmaul! If you really care about the future of the empire! (Then don't let your Warriors die in vain, weak Wizard Head.) Just like the Mak'gora tradition of your Orcss! (You and me! Just the two of us duel in this supreme place.)

The winner gets everything! (The loser kneels down and dies!)

Everything! (or nothing!)

Come on!"

The entire battlefield fell silent.

The Warriors of Twilight's Hammer withdrew from the battlefield under the order of their own Chieftain and gathered around Battle Standard, and Ogre Warlord The Warriors under also reorganized their positions under the command of the powerful general One-Eyed Ogre, guarding outside the square leading to the top of Highmaul.

Everyone is looking at these two Ogres leaders and waiting for their decision. Highmaul is the last capital of the Gorian Empire. The future and ownership of this place should be decided by Ogres on its own.

More importantly, what does it say that Mak'gora is the tradition of Orcs?

Bullshit!

That is clearly what Orcs learned from the duel where Ogres's leaders changed. In the ancient empire period and even in any bandit den now, Ogres would prove their wisdom and strength through such single combat in order to seize power.

Of course, all civilizations that are not advanced enough will have similar traditions. They are used to attributing the change of power of the population to the struggle of individual strength.

Facing Cho'gall, the Exiled who returned with a heart of revenge and Will of Destruction, and facing its fierce and intimidating momentum, the head of state Mar'gok took a big step After walking out of its position, it looked back at the imperial Battle Standard, which was held high by the One-Eyed Ogre warriors. It let out a sigh of relief, and then looked back at Cho'gall.

It said loudly:

"Then come on! Traitor, let's use an ancient tradition to decide the future of the Gorian Empire! But I have a request. You saw it, your Orcs ally hurt me with a shameless sneak attack, so I ask that a brave person be designated to take the field in my place!"

"Hahaha, weak! (Ridiculous!)"

Cho'gall sneered and strode forward, stepping on the void and filth but not being affected at all.

It held Twilight Hammer and let the cold void cover its body. I don't know if it was an illusion. Cho'gall always felt that the void was extremely active today, and the connection between Sea of Darkness and itself was also so vivid.

You don't even need to pray, the boundless void will give you endless power.

This makes it certain that it will win today.

It ridiculed Mar'gok's weakness, and glanced at a high platform on the edge of the battlefield very covertly. The summons of White Ghost Orcs's people there was nearing its end.

Haha, Mar'gok thought that he was really affected by the barbaric customs, but he would use actual actions to prove to it that he was the most cunning and cruel last heir of the Gorian Empire.

As for the rules?

Bang!

Aren't rules meant to be broken?

As long as Wizard Head dies in this battle today, and as long as Gormak's head is held in his hands, he will be the winner! No matter what means he uses, victory is victory!

History will not condemn the victor!

Well, this principle was taught to him by his good mentor Gul'dan.

"Come on! Let your warriors come up! (The powerful Cho'gall agrees to the pathetic request of the weak Mar'gok.)"

The sturdy Two-headed Ogre and the legendary Warlock spread their arms.

It knows that among the Highmaul Ogres present, no one is its opponent except Mar'gok. It guesses that Mar'gok may let that weird "freak" Kragor fight in its place!

That freak once encountered an accident during a holy relic excavation operation. The ancient holy relic gave strange power to Warrior, making Kragor almost immune to all energy attacks. This also turned the noble-born guy into a monster of Highmaul, but Mar'gok allowed it to continue to stay in Gorgrond Temple to guard it for itself.

This guy is indeed a bit difficult to deal with. Just a magic immunity is enough to destroy Warlock's method, but it doesn't matter, I still have the blessing of the void!

Cho'gall's three eyes narrowed. It did not believe that there was anything in this world that even the void could not corrode.

"Okay! Then let Gorian Empire's holy allies fight in my place!"

Wizard Head waved his hand and said something that shocked Cho'gall.

"What kind of holy allies? (Where can you find allies when you are at the end of your rope? Are you crazy?)"

Its two heads suddenly spouted obscene words.

Hey, this dog Warlock really has no qualities at all! He behaves like a shrew when he scolds the street. He is indeed a good disciple taught by Gul'dan.

However, the next moment, Cho'gall's two heads seemed to feel some kind of power. It raised its head and saw the light of Gleam approaching rapidly from high in the sky.

That is the Holy Warsteed·Two-Headed Wyvern form formed by Holy Light.

Behind the huge radiant vehicle, the fully armed Draenei Saint Diakum covered his body with a cloak, only revealing the light on his hand armor and leg armor. Gleam is embellished with crystals, and behind Saint there is a flying vehicle carrying a team composed of Orcs and Draenei flying towards the ground.

But Vigilant arrived the fastest.

The glorious war horse carried him and bombarded the center of the battlefield corroded by the void like a meteor at several times the speed of sound. When it landed, the surge of light was like an explosion of Holy Light Nuclear Bomb. The white flames splashed out in an instant and spread outward like a halo Gleam, as if the entire battlefield was covered with a layer of extremely pure Holy Light Consecration.

"Ah!"

Cho'gall felt the burn, just like being in the dark for a long time and naturally not getting used to it Sunlight.

The dazzling Saint in front of him felt dazzling, so he stretched out his hand to cover his eyes. In the burst of light like Noon Sun, Holy Light gathered into a tall human figure and stepped out of the purified earth.

Diakum took off the burning cloak on his body and threw it away. He held the Lightforging giant blade behind his back and swung it forward. In the fierce flame attached to the sword, a wisp of white hot sword light flashed in front of him.

"K'ure Alliance's Punishment Vanguard, Draenei Clan Brigadier Defender, Hand of Argus Legion Commander, Ginidal's Glimmering Seat, Vigilant Diakum Zastinss are summoned!

Your Majesty Wizard Head Mar'gok, I am honored to use your name to eradicate evil spirits from Highmaul and the entire Draenor today!"

Vigilant's voice sounded on the battlefield.

In the strong wind caused by the surging Holy Light, he lifted Ashbringer and pointed the brutal edge at Cho'gall.

He said:

"Pathetic minion of the void, you have nowhere to escape. Now, kneel down! Beg for forgiveness to Holy Light."