Chapter 341 31.Gorehowl's boiling roar·What I caused will be eliminated
Destroyer is here!
After the demonic pursuers surrounding Thoros Thorbeinn were defeated, Mannoroth's earth-shattering roar rang out from Stromgarde's side.
The death of most commander-level demons in a short period of time attracted its attention. More importantly, Orcs, as the "familiar", can feel the position of Mannoroth, and Destroyer, as the "familiar master", can also sense his "sons of demon blood".
As the number one general under the Conqueror Kil'jaeden, Mannoroth and Corrupted Cenarius did not have much friendship. The reason why they agreed to lend their blood to Polluter was purely because Polluter promised to create a strong enough "war blood" for it.
Annihilan Abyssal Lord are the most violent demons who love destruction. They are the "strongest unruly people" that could be born from the harsh conditions of Twisting Nether.
When Burning Legion was founded, these big guys didn't even bother to join Sargeras, and Kil'jaeden had to personally recruit them to get them into the "system", but their bellicose nature has never changed.
While most demons are scared to death of Diakum, Abyssal Lord is the One a superior demon who dares to challenge him.
Therefore, Mannoroth actually has "expectations" for Felblood Orcs. Destroyer hopes to see Orcs who drank his own demon blood become violent. Bloodbath Draenor, and then attack Azeroth as the vanguard of the Burning Legion, killing it until the sky is dark and the blood flows like a river. Only in this way can we live up to the precious magic blood we gave.
However, Orcs let it down.
After encountering a failure in Draenor, I ran to Azeroth. As a result, it took so long that I couldn't even defeat Stormwind Kingdom.
Just like this, you dare to say that you drank the demon blood of Destroyer?
Go go go!
I, the powerful Mannoroth of Xinghai, really cannot afford to disgrace this person!
Therefore, facing Orcs's active provocation, Destroyer immediately chose to challenge.
It stepped forward with its heavy four hooves and strode forward in the ruins of Stromgarde that had become Fel Territory. The Fel lava shaped by it flowed around, making Abyssal Lord feel happy about this place.
Although they have rough skin and thick flesh, they also have their own "habitable zone".
The demons in the entire city are hiding in the shadows submissively, not daring to jump out and provoke Destroyer's wrath. As the Conqueror's subordinates, these elite demons across the star sea are very aware of this. Although Destroyer is not as powerful as Great Demon Lord, when it comes to combat effectiveness, Mannoroth is much stronger than all other Greater Demon!
It's just that Mannoroth is too violent, not that good at commanding armies to conquer cities and territories, and is content to be a tactician who breaks through the front lines rather than a strategist who manages wars. Therefore, in the Burning Legion's system, he is one level lower than the three monarchs.
But if you really let Mannoroth sit in the rear, Destroyer will never be satisfied.
It is the fist of destruction that Twisting Nether smashes towards the Material Star Sea. Its mission is to continuously shape disasters among the stars. Compared with power, Mannoroth's preferences are really simple.
It wants to see those fragile things broken under its own sharp blade, and it likes to hear the screams of the broken world when it is set on fire by its own hands. It is Trampling Hoof that is born to make all living beings suffer.
Destroyer is very satisfied with its current positioning among the Burning Legion.
It never complains about the orders given to it by Kil'jaeden, but is happy to become Blade of Destruction of the Burning Legion, killing all living beings in one world after another. And like other Greater Demon, Destroyer also has "feelings" for Azeroth.
Ten thousand years ago, it encountered failure in this world.
Its horrific battle with the gods of brute force Agamaggan and "Big Bear Second Bear (Ursoc and Ursol)" leveled The vast territory of the Elven Empire was the most exciting battle that Mannoroth fought after joining Burning Legion. One enemy and three defeated three powerful Wild God in one battle.
If it hadn't been mobilized later to protect Well of Eternity, but unfortunately encountered a "bump" and was killed by Night Warrior in a few seconds, Twisting Nether would have definitely played the entire game in War of the Ancients.
Really!
Destroyer likes Azeroth!
Among today's weak stars, there are really too few worlds where it can fight happily.
"I'm eager for a real challenge! Just like Odachi, just like Elven Empire, just like Wild God! I'm eager for a good opponent!"
Destroyer's war roar echoed in the mountains and land of Arathi Highlands.
It rushed out of this dilapidated and weak city, letting its heavy hooves wrapped in evil fire leave huge burn marks on the oldest territory of the Human Empire. It poured its own Fel power into the places it went, and let a "Fel trace" open up all the way from Stromgarde to the valley in the northeast.
The filthy Fel lava rolled in the scorch marks, causing the imps and hellhounds from Twisting Nether to continuously rush out of it. This terrifying "Fel recruitment" is the privilege of Greater Demon. Only those who maintain contact with Twisting Nether at all times can turn into this "mobile source of pollution".
Destroyer can feel that the auras of some of the "sons of demon blood" in front of them are very unique, even giving them a hint of "sharpness".
This made the bellicose Greater Demon interested.
If those weak guys can let themselves enjoy themselves, it's not like they can't have fun destroying them.
It did not conceal its movement towards the battlefield, and was naturally seen clearly by the cunning mages who were well prepared. In the ancient Stonehenge not far from the valley, Vereesa·Windrunner, who was maintaining Eagle Eye, shouted to Rhonin who was holding a rock wand:
"Now! It's coming, hurry up, release that Earth Princess!"
"The power of Deepholm, in the name of Therazane!"
Rhonin shouted the obscure elemental spell and smashed the rock wand in his hand against the prismatic stone pillar in front of him.
The moment the wand broke, the nearby ground began to shake. With the low whimpering and the swearing of the elemental creatures, and the cracks and eversion of the ground shaking, a female giant more than ten meters high broke free from the Stonehenge.
She has a strong body carved from rock, holding a heavy stone hammer in her hand, and the anger that has been sealed for thousands of years boils in the eyes of this rock giant.
She looked a little delirious, maybe because she was imprisoned. When she escaped from the cage, she looked up to the sky and shouted:
"You can't imprison me, you can't imprison me."
"Great Earth Princess, demons are invading our home, please help us!"
Before the other party finished shouting his entrance words, Rhonin's prayers were accompanied by a huge amplification spell that echoed in the surrounding mountains.
Generally speaking, there is no need to shout so loudly if you are just praying for help, but this is not for other purposes.
It's not important whether Earth Princess understood what Rhonin meant. What was important was that Mannoroth, who was rushing towards here, heard it. Destroyer had felt the vibration on the ground before, and it recognized it as the reverberation of elemental power.
Then he would turn around and look, oh, such a big stone man?
After being broken by two punches, she should be able to cry for a long time, right?
When Destroyer saw Earth Princess Meshlir, the imprisoned elemental giant also saw Destroyer. Earth Princess, who looked majestic just now, suddenly panicked.
What is this!
One Greater Demon?
Let me hit it?
If you can't beat it, you can't beat it, so you slip away.
Meshlir let out a scream, turned around and was about to burrow back into the earth. Elemental creatures of her level already have wisdom, and she knows who can and cannot be offended. She was sealed here for so long because of her provocation. Even elemental creatures know how to gain wisdom after every hardship.
Helpless Destroyer cares about you?
Since he was summoned by humans, he must have come to help!
"Buzz"
The ferocious Zut'nazz, Destroyer's Spear was wrapped in hot Fel magma and pierced the air like Thunder was smashed down. Meshlir's elemental transmission was forcibly interrupted before it was completed. The war spear defeated the entire Stonehenge seal and completely blocked her escape route.
Under Earth Princess's desperate gaze, the ferocious demon had no intention of listening to her explanation.
The war-mad Abyssal Lord swung her fists and struck at her. The first collision exploded the rock hammer in her hand. The second claw tore apart and left terrible corrosion on the Elemental Princess's Rock Body.
If Meshlir doesn't fight back, being contaminated by Fel's infusion will be her the One's fate.
Therefore, even though he knew that he had been tricked by mortals, Earth Princess from Deepholm still had to fight for his own purity.
If her body is shattered, she can return to the Abyss Continent to rebuild it, but if she is contaminated by Fel, she will be completely doomed.
"How dare you provoke Therazane's daughter!"
Earth Princess was so anxious that he punched Abyssal Lord on the head. The two giants were fighting each other with punches and kicks, but Earth Princess could not stand it clearly to the naked eye.
The power level between the two is too far apart.
"Past! Past!"
Orgrim Doomhammer waved his weapon and let Demon Slaughtering Warriors, who had been selected long ago, rush out of the battlefield.
He didn't drink the magic blood, so he couldn't feel Mannoroth's suppression of Green Skins, but it could be seen from the painful expressions of the Orcss around him that not every Orcs had the courage to point their weapons at Mannoroth because of the magic blood restraint.
But Grom doesn't care at all.
The whole world in his eyes no longer mattered, as if all he saw was the Greater Demon who was showing off his evil ways.
The demon blood flowing in his veins was boiling, and the damn thing howled to make Grom kneel down to his "master", but this forced humiliation made Grom's anger burst out in an explosive manner.
His fingers holding Gorehowl made a clicking sound, and the Orcss who followed him and rushed out of the battle formation to kill Destroyer were all doing the same.
"The blood of that devil is whispering to me. It wants me to get down on my knees and call myself master!"
Kargath Bladefist was galloping behind Grom, Shattered Hand Chieftain whispered:
"So, are we going to kneel? Everyone."
"We're going to kill it!"
Orgrim's anger also burst out, causing Doomhammer to be entangled with splashing Thunder. Bloodshot streaks burst out of his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Kill it and we will be one step closer to freedom!"
"It's just the first one."
Grom Hellscream roared:
"Let us regain our glory!"
"Fire the arrow!"
Orcs Warlord on the high ground trembled against his own fear, and waved Battle Standard in his hand downwards, letting the Kor'kron archers shoot demon-slaying arrows around Mannoroth, clearing the road to Charge for the Chieftains.
Their strength must be used on the demon, and the Orcs infantry on the ground are also rushing forward desperately.
They are very afraid.
This is indeed shameful, and it is the shame of every Warrior to have fear in their hearts, but Orcss did not stop because of the fear of their demonic blood boiling.
They can't be as fearless as Chieftain, but they are all "rescue" people carefully selected by Orgrim. They know why they are here today. They don't understand the heroes who save the tribe, but they are also willing to follow the heroes' footsteps to become the cornerstone of their progress.
"Orcs are attacking across the board, it's so chaotic!"
King Thoras The royal guard beside him cursed:
"Do they want to just push to the side of Greater Demon? Demons are constantly rushing out around that guy, and they can't kill him at all! This is simply asking for death."
"Yes, this is asking for death."
Thoradin The king took off the family heirloom sword from his back, stretched out his hand to pull down the cover of the king's war helmet, and pulled the reins to let his Arathi Highlands war horse move forward slowly.
As the surrounding Warriors watched in astonishment, the king of Stromgarde said in a deep voice:
"If the Green Skinss can't kill Greater Demon, when they die, we will be next. This is not for them! This is for Arathi people! This is for our Stromgarde!
Arathor Empire's capital is gone, and so is Stromgarde Kingdom. It would be better for me to die with my city than to live in disgrace, so let Ignacious's children fulfill the will of their ancestors.
Arathi people!
Follow me forward, Execute evil!"
The king who got the upper hand was the first to rush out.
The attendants couldn't hold him back at all, but those knights who also took the initiative didn't care. From that night until now, they have been suffering the shame of being chased by demons. As the king said, the proud Stromgarde people have lost all their face.
Orcss are here to wash away their shame, but what about the shame on them?
Who can come and clean them?
"Humans followed, I thought they didn't have the guts."
Black Scar Clan's Chieftain Nazgrel grinned and said to Varok Saurfang beside him:
"The humans here are as fierce as the humans in Stormwind."
"So even the devil can't defeat them!"
Varok replied.
He raised his head and saw Blizzard and Flamestrike released one after another by Rhonin and Khadgar, intertwining and surrounding each other, covering and killing the demons recruited by Destroyer from Twisting Nether.
The two mages opened the way to Charge for the ground troops and then cast spells again. Khadgar held Guardian's Holy Staff high and recited the incantation, allowing Thunder to join him. The dark clouds roared and bombarded the huge body of Destroyer with the barrage of impact from Arcane.
Mannoroth responded to the boiling evil flame storm, using its huge wings as a shield to resist the magic fire, tearing the poor Earth Princess's body into pieces with one claw, holding her head and turning around, completely ignoring the spell behind Rhonin that froze her body.
The ferocious eyes under the big head burning with evil fire stared at the charging Orcs.
To be precise, keep an eye on those Chieftain.
"You guys are a bit interesting."
Destroyer roared:
"Kneel down!"
"Plop"
The Orcss who were running all fell over a large area.
The order from the Demonic Blood Lord caused their bodies to fall uncontrollably at this moment. Mannoroth, who was laughing wildly, smashed Earth Princess's head like a meteorite, but was shattered in the air by Nazgrel's axe.
In the flurry of gravel, Orgrim charged up and swung Doomhammer, whizzing at Greater Demon in the surge of Thunder. However, the strong magic wings staggered to block, and the blow of Stormhammer was completely unscathed.
Destroyer has already picked up his Spear of Destruction. Its fighting spirit has been completely aroused by these interesting "little bugs". It is like the greedy bugs of an old drunkard. It will not be a happy day unless it has a good fight!
It had a premonition that it would be able to enjoy itself in this weak country today.
"Come on! Come on!"
Spear of Destruction smashed hard at the Chieftains. The sharp blade struck by the war spear wrapped around the evil fire and hammered the earth, tearing the entire valley apart due to the fierce impact. Dozens of humans and Orcs who could not dodge were instantly swallowed up by the erupting magma.
But Kargath, the most agile one, jumped up and climbed up quickly along the spear dropped by Mannoroth.
"Bugs!"
Destroyer waved his claws and swatted at Shattered Hand Chieftain, but when the giant claws swatted him away, Kargath grinned cruelly. He was a very experienced gladiator on how to fight against giant beasts.
"Ah!"
At the same time that Kargath was shot and flew away, Mannoroth also let out an earth-shattering roar.
It felt like something had stabbed it hard in the palm of its hand, just like a wasp's tail being touched by a human hand. The heart-wrenching pain made its palms become paralyzed, and it shook its body and retreated in defense.
But the Orcss have already come to kill us.
Varok Saurfang was the first to attack and landed under Greater Demon's body with three big jumps. The skull battle ax in his hand slashed down with brute force, tearing apart the ferocious scales and cutting the sharp blade into the blood and bones. As a result, he was trampled and kicked out by Destroyer. After landing, Charge wiped the blood on his face again.
Azuka Blade Fury followed closely, followed by Sword Saint Slashed Strike, and continued killing along the wounds made by Varok, cutting off the tendons of Destroyer's front hoof in three or two strokes.
Mannoroth's body is tilted outward, but Greater Demon's fighting skills are still there.
Knowing that danger was coming, it waved the war spear of destruction and called out Fel Firestorm to hit the surroundings hard. But the moment it raised its head, a fiery red figure tore through the evil flames it blasted, and with the thundering roar of the battle ax in its hand, it headed towards its head like a war ghost bathed in fire.
Danger!
Destroyer's mind feels like needles pricking it.
It realized that it had really underestimated its "son of demon blood".
Polluter did not deceive it, that damn Antler Man really used its blood to create the top Warrior in the star sea.
But.
Not even close!
"Poof"
Gorehowl entered the body, and Flames of Sulfuras exploded.
In the echo of Fire Lord's roar, most of Destroyer's body was covered and ignited by the devastating Creation Flame.
Grom fell to the ground, and a huge object fell behind it.
But he frowned.
Cut off.
No, he was definitely aiming for his head, but the demonic blood in his body had just been mobilized by Mannoroth, interfering with his fatal Execute.
Grom turned around, and Destroyer Mannoroth, who had lost most of his wings, was smiling condescendingly at him, as if to say, that blow just now was awesome, but now it's up to me.
Abyssal Lord's mouth contains Sargeras's Flame from Dark Titan.
This is the most powerful Fel blessing that demons can get from Twisting Nether. In order to show Destroyer's recognition of Grom Hellscream, it decided to use the power given by Dark Titan to destroy this disobedient slave.
But that ax blow just now will definitely make me think about it for a long time.
Ha, he is indeed my Destroyer's fierce dog cub.
Enough!
"Above."
Grom was not afraid of Sargeras's Flame who was ready to go. He just raised his finger and pointed to the sky.
Destroyer immediately raised its head and sprayed Doomfire high into the sky that should have been sprayed at Grom.
But it's too late.
Black Pawn, who fell from a high altitude, was holding on to the withered and decaying Oak Axe with both hands, already gathering enough strength.
What kind of cosmic fire does a dead person fear?
Then he crossed the deadly flames and used the extremely cold Execute to make up for the missed blow of Grom.
Devil, you have humiliated Draenor, so feel the anger of Draenor!