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(Additional update for brother "Huo Zhengtinghao" [8/15])

A small but smart black raven fell from the wind as Anzu's "stand-in messenger" and landed on the shoulder armor of Diakum. Then the jumping little thing spoke human words and reported to the serious-looking Vigilant:

"The situation is not as bad as you think. Gua, your tribe in T'uurem took the initiative to retreat. They discovered Orcs of the Dragonmaw Clan and sent the vanguard of the Warsong Clan to the human track. The rare Zangala and those cunning Orcs have established a base in the spore swamp at the junction of Nataan Jungle, Talador and Shadowmoon Valley.

No one except Ogres had ever set foot in that ghost place before. Orcs had spent a lot of time clearing out the dangerous spores and swamp beasts there, but before they had time to launch a sneak attack, your tribe first took out the surrounding Warrior withdrew Shattrath City, and even with the help of the fierce Jaide, he defeated Warsong Clan Wolf Rider and won a victory."

"But Orcs occupying the Zangala valley means that they can threaten Talador and Shadowmoon Valley at the same time."

The overall terrain of Draenor is stored in Diakum's head. After thinking for a while, he said:

"So, they divided their forces?"

"Yeah, gua, those guys split up."

Anzu's crow jumped and said:

"War Horde's thousands of vanguards were led by Grom Hellscream to attack Shattrath City, but there was also a partial force that went towards Karabor Temple, and some Orcs crossed the strait between Nataan Jungle and Shadowmoon Valley.

They plan to attack both of your cities at the same time."

"Huh, I have a great appetite, but I don't know if I can do it with my mouth. As the nominal War Commander, I have made the following arrangements, please remember:"

Dick shook his Black Wolf cloak, looked ahead, and said seriously:

"First send a message to Talon King. I need Skyreach to send elite support to Karabor Temple, and then use your bird servants to send a message to Archbishop Akama. The main battlefield of this battle must be Shattrath City, so Shadowmoon Valley does not need to rush to seek a breakthrough.

Their first priority is to defend the city and wait for the war situation to change! Don't let Orcs seize the opportunity while ignoring the other.

In addition, please Lady Kara complete Lightforging for Hand of Argus veteran as soon as possible.

Annihilator's Ghost Wolf Pack is very likely to cooperate with Orcs's army to launch a surprise attack on Karabor Temple, but they are already demons, which means that the demon-slaying wrath that Hand of Argus veterans have been waiting for for many years finally has a chance to be released.

I really hope the demons choose that as their assault point.

Thirty-three legendary demon slayers, a Aldor priest led by Holy Light Naaru, plus a Demon Hunter commander, well, the battle scenes there will definitely be pleasing to the eye."

"Is it enough to just send two letters?"

Anzu's little bird fulfilled its duty as a communications soldier perfectly. It wrote down this information and asked:

"Don't the other members of the K'ure Alliance need to be mobilized? Didn't you also contact Ogres and Orcs? Since it is a confrontation between two sides, then both sides should send their elites to the stage, right?"

"No, the current situation of Shattrath City is still under control. After Arakkoa also joins Anti-Demon Crusade, we have an advantage in overall strength, so we must not mess up our position."

Diakum After thinking for a moment, he said:

"Please convey my suggestions to Wizard Head Mar'gok as soon as possible. I don't know if its King's Guard is ready, but now it is time to cross the strait between Nagrand and Frostfire Ridge and land in the extremely cold place to bring back Dota Legion for the Gorian Empire.

Then notify Frostwolf Clan to prepare to join Gorian Empire's army, seize Ogre Magi Fortress, and launch a counterattack against the Thunderlord Clan and Blackrock Clan.

War is a dynamic system.

As long as we withstand War Horde's first wave of raids at Shattrath City, Blackhand, who is unable to make a contribution, will inevitably mobilize elite support from other regions. By then, Frostfire Ridge's crisis will be over!

Once the main force of War Horde is attracted to Talador Region, the big encirclement of the K'ure Alliance will also take advantage of the trend.

I have no intention of fighting a protracted war with War Horde. If we have the opportunity, we should launch a resolute decisive battle, annihilate War Horde's main force in a major battle, and force them to retreat to Tanaan Jungle's fortress.

There is no escape there!

What awaits Blackhand and his demon blood scum will be annihilation."

"Hmm, that sounds very organized."

Anzu sighed with emotion, but then asked:

"However, the prerequisite for all this to happen is that you have to withstand the wild attack of Demon Blood Horde at Shattrath City. Well, with all due respect, this is a very difficult goal.

Through Feng Peng's sharp eyes, I observed the violent magic energy of those Felblood Orcs, and they also had endless Black Wolf accompanying them. What's more, if Orcs is just the vanguard of the demons, then when the battle situation is unfavorable, the demons will definitely join the battlefield.

At that time, what plan should you come up with?

Courage alone cannot solve real problems."

"Then let me ask you, what is the most popular Draenor in the world?"

Diakum asked back, but Anzu did not answer immediately. It was a wise and cunning demigod. After thinking about it, it replied:

"In terms of quantity alone, it may be Gorgrond's shameless Hyena Lizardmen. Their number is simply endless. No one knows how many Hyena Lizardmen's nests are hidden under the earth."

"No, it's trees! It's plants! It's those flowers and plants that are not watched by everyone and trampled by every pair of feet."

Vigilant no longer concealed it, he said to Anzu:

"The plants in this world have a will! As long as they are willing, they can speak at any time, or they can pull up their Bloodlust roots from under the trampled earth, and use their vines to strangle every person or demon who tries to harm them.

The world will come alive and roar at the demons who seek to destroy it

So before the devil arrives, we have to find a way to awaken the Life Force hidden deep in this world.

Spriggans!

K'ure Alliance is the most powerful and wild last link in the Anti-Demon Crusade system. The answer you are looking forward to is also hidden in their Holy Land. Even for the forging of World Artifact, we must go there."

Anzu Don't ask again.

It has learned all his plans from Diakum, and currently, every step in this Draenei Saint plan is highly executable. He definitely did not come up with such a "save the world strategy" on a whim.

But before this little crow carrying Anzu's will spread its wings and flew high to deliver the message, the stingy Midnight Raven God finally gave him a "private reward" for hiring Diakum to purify Sethe's Curse.

"Hey, you already have Rukhmar's Solar Blessing on your body. This means that you have received the favor of the sun. I have been observing you. I have discovered that the Holy Warsteed under your crotch can change its shape according to your will, right?"

Anzu asked, Dick nodded and said:

"Yes, this is the war horse given to me by Holy Light. It carries me on any battlefield with ease, but to be honest, I also feel that it is a bit disgraceful for me, a Draenei, to ride Lightforging's Two-Headed Wyvern.

After all, it is Orcs's vehicle.

So, does the generous Crow God intend to give me the wings of a raven?"

"No, croak, I hate light, and the wings of a raven can only soar silently in the quiet night. Unlike me, they don't like light, so I want to give you wings that are more suitable for you, a pair of more brilliant Light Wings!

Just accept it!

Accept the gift Arakkoa Gods gives you, Diakum, it will make you glorious, it will make you victorious in every battle!"

"Buzz"

As Anzu's words fell, a ball of Gleam's flame appeared in front of Diakum's eyes in the shattering wind. Vigilant reached out and held it without hesitation.

The moment the gauntlet came into contact with the flames, golden runes lit up in front of his eyes:

"[Holy Warsteed Hidden Legend Appearance·Sunwing (Sunlight Peak Forest Flying Eagle Form)] has been obtained!

Tip!

Legendary vehicles will fly faster.

The appearance of legendary vehicles comes with cool light and shadow effects and certain combat capabilities.

When Vigilant drives Sunwing to the battlefield and the vehicle is released, Sunlight Peak Lin Feiying will release a VanCleef bombardment surrounding Solar Storm in the area."

"Look! Vigilant is burning!"

Biao Huhu's new recruit Yrel was the first to notice that Diakum was flying at high speed in the air and was wrapped in flames. She shouted:

"This must be the evil Orcs ambushing us! Help him put out the fire!"

"Don't be stupid, that's Anzu's blessing."

Maraad helplessly grabbed the deputy company commander Yrel who had drawn his weapon. He watched Vigilant and his sacred vehicle gradually emerge in a new form in the rolling flames. He said softly:

"This is also Holy Light's praise for the pious."

"It is the divine offspring created by the legendary Sunlight Eagle! Sun God Rukhmar in the hottest sunshine."

Princess Lacey, who flew with the Draeneis to the battlefield of Talador, flapped her golden wings very gracefully and exclaimed:

"Diakum the Saint is indeed the Flame Walker blessed by Sun God. He received the most precious gift from Spires of Arak, no! This peak forest is glorious because of the legend he left here."

"Ouch!"

As they watched, when the last ray of flame wrapping Diakum dissipated, the Lightforging Two-Headed Wyvern under Saint's crotch, which symbolized power, had completely changed into a more noble posture.

Just like the eagle shaped by Sunfire!

Every flapping of its wings will leave hot traces in the air, and the bright feathers and exaggerated tail feathers behind it are dotted with streams of flames, making it look like the legendary Elemental Phoenix when flying at high speed.

As Holy Warsteed, the Lightforging reins and saddle that come with it cover it with the brighter War Armor, making this sacred raptor as huge as Dread Raven like the Holy Spirit in the light.

"It really looks like Rukhmar's posture when it is flying in the sky, wait a minute! Diakum, one of my God's family members just discovered a strange thing in Talador. Those Warlock are sending some strange cans from Zangala's camp to the T'uurem they occupied.

Hiss!

This god's dependents reported that there were very evil things in those jars."

The news sent back by Old Anzu made the joyful Vigilant's face change slightly. There were not many things in Draenor that could make Anzu's family members feel dangerous.

This immediately aroused Diakum's vigilance, which reminded him of something Shattrath City encountered in True History of the Dark Portal, and then reminded him that he was deliberately led to Medivh Spires of Arak, these few days have been enough for Gul'dan to carry out some very dangerous operations related to Draenei's "destiny node" in this world!

Damn it!

Even if there is no Kil'jaeden to interfere, the inertia of fate will always give the tragedy to others to carry out. In addition, the bastard Medivh's deliberate guidance caused him to miss the best time to discover the abnormality of Orc Warlock.

You must rush back immediately!

His newly obtained legendary vehicle form can ensure that he can reach Shattrath as quickly as possible, but others do not have this speed. Either he returns alone, or he has no choice!

There is a way to return yourself and others.

Diakum suddenly rolled his eyes. A crazy idea came to his mind. He glanced at Ogre Backpack at his waist with a strange look, hesitated for a few seconds, and said to the people behind him:

"Shattrath City is in danger, we must rush back immediately! We don't have a mage or Shaman accompanying us. If we can't teleport, we can only fly at the fastest speed, but you may have to suffer a little."

"Stop talking, Saint, we must protect our city! What's the point of suffering a little?"

Yrel shouted, and everyone else nodded, so Dick said:

"Then you come closer! Lei Xi, let your Arakkoas come closer and look at me! Take a deep breath and don't be nervous no matter what happens."

He put his finger on the Augure luggage, and his spirit spread to lock everyone in front of him, and said:

"Take it!"

"???"

"You're finally here! Draenei's prophet, I thought you were a coward like the rumors, but I didn't expect you to have some courage."

Apart from Shattrath City, who was already on the highest alert, Grom Hellscream, who was riding on the fierce Dire Wolf, was carrying his huge battle axe. His skin had turned into a ferocious dark green after drinking the demon blood.

But this does not detract from the violent aura of this slasher king. On the contrary, the weird appearance makes him look even more fierce, like a ghost coming out of a nightmare!

Especially those blood-colored eyes, which make everyone who sees them feel afraid.

However, this cannot scare old Velen!

Dark Titan can't scare this tough leader, let alone a Orcs Chieftain who voluntarily became a slave of the devil?

Great Prophet was escorted out of the city by the ferocious Krokuun Hunt Riders and two teams of Elekk heavy cavalry, not for cowardly negotiations, but to rescue those Warrior who were caught by Orcs during T'uurem's retreat.

Opposite Grom Hellscream still has a sense of honor.

Seeing that the leader of Draenei left the city with only one Warrior, he also took only Warsong Clan's Chieftain guards across the T'uurem river and arrived at this plain.

There were not many people meeting on both sides, just over a hundred people in total, and each other's armies were waiting in their respective positions.

"Since you asked for a duel, then send our Warriors back first!"

Old Velen leaned on Staff of the Redeemer and shouted to Grom in front of him:

"I know you Orcs value honor, especially in a war where you pursue personal bravery Chieftain. If you want to resolve this matter decently with a duel, I will definitely accompany you!"

"Okay! He is a courageous Blue Skins."

Grom's nostrils spurted out a pillar of hot air. He seemed to be impatiently waiting for the battle with the strong man, so he waved his hand, and more than thirty captured Draenei Garrison Commander and Priest were escorted out by the wild Orcs soldiers, and the ropes were cut by sharp axes, and Orcs pushed the soldiers out with shame and anger in their faces amidst the laughter of Orcs.

General Jayde, who was guarding the prophet, immediately sent someone to pick up his own Warrior. The powerful War Shaman stepped forward and said to Great Prophet who was about to accept Mak'gora from Grom:

"I will execute this arrogant Orcs on your behalf! You are the leader, you must not take such a risk."

"They drank the demonic blood, Jaide, and my Holy Light is also roaring because of this shameful depravity. This Orcs's soul has been contaminated, and I will purify him."

The Prophet rejected Jaide's request for "documentation".

He had made up his mind when he walked out of the city, and the conversation between the two was heard by the impatient Grom. Orcs Chieftain jumped off Dire Wolf, holding the battle ax in one hand and Battle Standard of the Warsong Clan in the other.

He said loudly:

"It doesn't matter whoever replaces you! Blue Skins Priest, you are not good at melee combat, so don't come here to kill someone. There is no honor in hacking a weak spellcaster like you! Since we have to choose a scapegoat

Then why not let the famous one among you "Vigilant" come?

I tell you the truth, Velen!

I came here today just to fight against your outstanding war leader!

That is the opponent I long for!

Where is Diakum Zastinss? Get him out!

I will use my weapon to chop off his head, defeating your most powerful leader as you all watch!

I will crush your courage!

Let you howl with your tail between your legs like a scared dog, this city cannot protect you! Neither can your Holy Light!"

"Presumptuous!"

Jaide shouted loudly:

"We are not the ones who have been failing before, Grom. It's not like you and I have never fought each other before in Nagrand. How can you have the courage to challenge our Saint when you can't even beat me? My powerful Brotherhood will take off your head and kick it like a ball."

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The trash talk they exchanged before the war made both Draenei and Orcs excited to fight, but when Grom threw Warsong Clan with a grin Before Battle Standard, the old prophet took the Draenei Clan Battle Standard from Jaide's hand and threw it forward.

With a bang, the orb-embellished Battle Standard was inserted into the ground in front of it.

"Today you are challenging Draenei, Grom Hellscream! Diakum. The enemy you faced before was the notorious Greater Demon, and you are just a self-destructive beast. You are not qualified to fight him."

The prophet took a step forward, the staff in his hand hit the ground to break the rocks, and he yelled:

"We Draenei love peace, but we are never afraid of any challenge! Whether it's you or the devil behind you!"

Battle Standard stands tall and the duel begins!

This scene made Grom raise his eyebrows.

He snorted and handed Battle Standard to the adjutant beside him. He grabbed the battle ax and moved his shoulders while looking at Velen who was waving his hand to shield himself.

Since it is a battle, there is no mercy. When Velen chanted Holy Light, Grom roared and jumped to kill him, starting with the iconic jump chop headshot. Although he said he was contemptuous, in fact Orcs Chieftain was very cautious.

He knew that Velen was the demigod blessed by Holy Light, and his absolute strength was higher than his, so he took action to pursue the sudden death of Execute in pursuit of victory.

The best result is to knock the old prophet to the ground before he can explode his holy power.

However, he did underestimate Velen, not only the fighting skills of Priests, but also the Jed'hin Training that Ancient Eredar like Velen had received since childhood.

Ha, I have said before that although the old prophet is a spell caster, his boxing and kicking skills are not bad at all.

That's the true strength of the cunning Velen hidden under the appearance of a weak energy caster. Well, every old ass who has experienced the magical "Empty-Mana Wipeout Fist" knows what I'm talking about.

"Bang"

The tomahawk that chopped off the head was accurately blocked by Staff of the Redeemer of Gleam Holy Light. In the shattered light caused by the shattered Holy Light shield, the seemingly old Velen turned sideways to release his force, letting the staff bring the powerful and heavy ax blade across his body, then clasped his five fingers, and hit Orcs's black chin with a heavy punch while Grom stared at it with wide eyes.

The power of this punch was a display of the strength of the body of Eredar, who is over 30,000 years old. It pushed Grom's body backwards and took advantage of the situation to roll away the distance.

He stood up and stared at old Velen, expressionlessly spitting out a mouthful of bloody broken teeth to the side.

The weak sting was like a signal, causing him to reveal a ferocious smile full of fighting spirit. The boiling anger in his body was finally ignited at this moment, and the crimson anger turned into a substantial flame, and the violent aura spread out like a real halo of fear.

This means that Grom has used the power of Warrior, and it also means that Grom finally regards the old Velen as an opponent worth fighting.

When the scorching Holy Word: Chastise fell on Grom, the roaring Gorehowl swung again. The confrontation between Holy Light and the anger became white-hot in a very short period of time.

Velen uses the powerful holy power to continuously shape Holy Word's shield to resist Gorehowl's Execute again and again, while Grom relies on its well-tempered body The heavy melee punch of the prophet may have been inspired by the "Most Holy Slash" played by Diakum using Holy Light. Every heavy blow of the old Velen will also bring about a sacred explosion.

That kind of Holy Light's use of energy is not difficult for a demigod like him Priest to imitate.

This kind of charged attack also made old Velen a deadly boxing fighter, especially after Staff of the Redeemer suffered too many heavy blows and was cut off by Gorehowl, the old prophet seemed to have returned to Jed'hin Tournament in Mac'Aree's hometown.

He seems to have regained his youthful self.

At this time, he lowered his body like the best fighter, stepped on the ground with his heavy hooves and galloped with strength as his tail swayed, clenched his fists like a ferocious Talbuk with his horns to break the rock, and hit his shoulders like an aggressive Elekk fighting for territory.

The Grom Hellscream in front of me also turned into the once young Kil'jaeden in the slightly dazed eyes of the old prophet. It was like the two met for the first time on Jed'hin Tournament, competing for the glorious championship on behalf of their respective classes.

That was the first time he and his brother met.

That was also the first victory in the friendly competition between the old prophet and Kil'jaeden.

"Bang"

Holy Light's wrapped left hand turned into a heavy punch and hit Grom's neck, and then pulled his neck closer to the front.

The expressionless old prophet bumped head-on at this moment and hit Grom on the nose with the most ferocious headbutt. The Eredar Leader's Mark on his forehead shone into pieces due to this wonderful blow.

As Grom retreated in embarrassment with blood spurting from his nostrils, Jaide and the other Warrior cheered loudly.

Behind them, the soldiers on the Shattrath City wall also let out a roar that shook the sky.

Many people know that Great Prophet Velen is extremely good at "Jiedenigu Fist Technique", but they have no idea about the prophet's ability in melee combat. I want to come to Velen is the most famous Holy Priest among the stars, and should be better at using divine magic. However, at this moment, Old Hatton, who was surrounded by the crowd and stood on the city wall, showed a "mysterious smile" at this moment.

When Velen planned to accept Mak'gora from Grom Hellscream in order to rescue the captured Warrior, almost all commanders were obviously opposed, but only Old Hatton clearly expressed support.

As an old friend of Velen, no one understands better than Hutton how glorious and heroic the young Velen was in every Jed'hin Tournament.

Why did Kil'jaeden become brothers with old Velen?

Isn't it because the self-important commander Garrison Commander was defeated one-on-one by the young Velen on Jed'hin Tournament when he met Velen for the first time?

Velen has no shortage of power!

Whether it's Holy Light or fists and kicks, just because he pursues peace doesn't mean he's not good at fighting, and it's not that difficult.

The old prophet took advantage of the victory and pursued it, with the hot Holy Light wrapped around his fists.

He is always kind and gentle, but there is also a rare coldness in his eyes. He can forgive all faults and mistakes, as long as the person who made the mistake is sincere Confession, but there is only one kind of mistake that Velen cannot forgive, and that is the crime of leading the tribe to fall with him as a leader like Grom!

He and his brothers sacrificed everything just for their people to escape the disaster, but right before his eyes, he witnessed a mass degeneration.

Sell your soul to the devil just to gain power?

What a terrible leader!

When the War Horde army invades Talador and the fire of war has started, K'ure Alliance needs morale and courage, so use the head of Orcs in front of you to worship the flag!

Just like Doom Lord who was killed by Diakum in the decisive battle of Argus, this declares the beginning of another decisive battle between Draenei and the devil!

This time.

He and his people are not going to escape!

It's here!

In this world that needs them, just like in their ancient and glorious hometown, they are recreating a decisive battle with the incoming demon that shocked the sea of stars.

Demons should learn to fear when good people raise their swords, and the same goes for their shameless minions!

"Bang"

Velen's heavy punch hit Grom's chest. The explosion of hot Holy Light caused a halo to spread, which symbolized the prophet's determination to fight at this moment. However, Grom, who had endured the blow, did not fall. On the contrary, a ghost-like Bloodlust smile appeared on his bruised face.

Warrior wields anger as the blade, and anger requires painful stimulation in addition to being ignited by belief.

For the most outstanding Warriors, the pain that scares cowards is their weapon, and those bursts of pain are fuel for anger. If they cannot integrate their pain into anger, the sharp blade they wield will have no power at all.

He has been enduring the heavy blows from Velen, and the heavy punch that entangled Holy Light hit his body was really painful.

So, did you enjoy the game? Prophet.

It's my turn now.

Gorehowl waved, and every strand of the ax blade of the Warsong Clan's magic weapon was filled with the anger of Bloodlust. The heart of Gronn that was sealed in the ax body during the casting was also awakened. Those who came from every Hellscream personally activated the power of Execute's prey without concealment, and Grom Hellscream got the same thing the One he needed like the devil in hell.

At this moment, old Velen felt the evil wind blowing against his face. Before the sharp blade came, the roar that hit him like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood disturbed his mind and damaged his morale. As long as there was a trace of hesitation, he could no longer avoid the next Mortal Strike.

He took a step back and shouted Holy Light, raising his left hand.

The vigorous Holy Word: Barrier erupted in front of him, and the Holy Light, as thick as a city wall, created an unbreakable wall for the prophet.

The next second, Gorehowl, which was roaring with its owner, roared and chopped down.

"Bang"

The fiery ax blade smashed through Holy Light's barrier with one blow, causing spiderweb-like cracks to erupt on the light screen in front of Velen, and glass-like debris turned into light spots Dispersion.

Under the shocked gaze of the prophet, the red and angry Grom seemed to have split the stream of broken holy fire. He held the battle ax with both hands and raised it above his head. The red eyes even brought out broken light visible to the naked eye in the corners of his eyes.

For a moment, the prophet seemed to see a roaring giant wielding invincible power.

That was some kind of enlightenment about Orcs that Holy Light passed on to him, but before he had time to think about it, Grom's second ax fell, and Holy Word: Barrier collapsed. The shock wave of energy scattered around pushed Draenei and Orcs who were watching the battle away.

The first thing that flashed out in the light was Grom, who jumped up and roared with an ax in both hands. The classic Gorehowl Execute had already aimed at Velen's head.

This hit is a sure shot!

Win!

But the old prophet's face was indifferent, and the Radiant Mark on his forehead suddenly jumped into the posture of a holy flame. Facing the chopped Gorehowl, his reaction was to clench his fist and rush forward, as if he was holding a ball of hot sun in his hand, and all the demigod power in his body had been exploded.

This blow will cut him, but Holy Light will protect him!

The Orcs on the opposite side is too dangerous. His bellicosity and violence will definitely become a disaster for this world! He must not be allowed to threaten his own people and those innocent people who have embraced peace, then

Please Holy Light allow me to kill today!

"Heaven!"

"Chieftain Be careful!"

The roars from both sides at the same time did not disturb Grom's Execute, who was bound to take away the prophet's head to justify his unshakable power.

The shouting did not affect Velen. The Holy Light in his hand had turned into a hot Holy Shock, and he was determined to kill the Orcs in front of him.

As Warrior on both sides watched, the blazing fire falling from the sky exploded like Solar Storm, sucking in Grom, Velen and everything around them.

When the scorching fire dissipated, the old prophet stood unscathed, and a thick Holy Word: Shield and a strengthening magic spell were conveniently added to it. In front of his eyes, amidst the flying black wolf cloaks, Gleam was lifted up with the scorching heavy blade, blocking Grom's Execute from the safety line.

"Diakum Zastinss? You are finally here!"

Grom Hellscream, who had a light spear stuck in his body, took back his battle ax and took a few steps back. He punched "Lightforged Spear" and smashed it into pieces. He didn't care about the burns that swept through his body. He gasped and stared at the Draenei giant with interest and said:

"Under normal circumstances, anyone who dares to disturb my Mak'gora will be regarded as a coward by me! But you and I are willing to give you a break, and I even look forward to your arrival at this time! I admit that I underestimated your prophet, he is very strong!

But that's it.

His fists were weak and weak, as if he had lost the most important thing. He was a boxing fighter who had entered his twilight years and still missed the past. He had power but didn't know how to use it.

Velen can't keep me entertained at all!

But.

You can!"

Diakum ignored the provocative Chieftain in front of him. Amidst the chirping screams of the little crow who was "unharmed" bathed in the holy flame on his shoulders, he whispered to the prophet behind him with a serious expression.

The latter's expression changed drastically, he withdrew from the war zone, and quickly returned to the city under the escort of Jaide without saying a word.

The news brought by Vigilant was so shocking that he must respond immediately!

"You talk like a winner, but now you look like a Hyena Lizardmen whose toes were stepped on by Gronn. You seem very proud of being tied with the civil servants?"

Diakum picked up Ashbringer, and in the glorious place filled with his Holy Light, he raised the sharp blade and pointed it at Grom, staring at the devil-like face, and said:

"You keep shouting "glory", but now you know nothing about the word "glory"! You have not yet been refined and polished to become a "real Warrior". I didn't see any glory, I only saw a blank the Butcher.

But before rushing to the trial of fate, you must first survive the trial of Holy Light.

I am your trial!

I am the trial of Demon Blood Horde!

Come on!

Grom Hellscream, Chieftain who drank the demonic blood and became corrupted.

Take the victory you want from me and try to defeat me, any way you like."