Before morality
five minutes ago.
Exodar is approaching Arathi Highlands and is lowering its altitude. In the Airdrop Cabin area of the spacecraft, the demon slayers of Light Weaver Warband have all entered their respective preparation areas.
Although Army of the Light also has the standard Landing Pod, that thing is for special operations and will cause battle damage once used. Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, Lightforging Warrior people are more accustomed to using Teleportation Beacon to enter the battlefield.
But today is an exception. Among the spacecraft Airdrop Cabin, Black Pawn is making final preparations for release.
This was what he actively requested.
This is all because he has learned from the battle report sent by Anzu that Destroyer is about to fight Orcs Chieftain. He knows that he must enter the battlefield in a faster and more irresistible way. It is best to use a "magic weapon descending from the sky" to produce the strongest destructive power in the shortest time.
He was physically smashed down from an altitude of thousands of meters, and then used Warrior's killing skills to rationally convert the falling force into destructive force. Even Greater Demon couldn't resist such a blow.
"Hey, Black Pawn, is that ax of yours okay? There's a Greater Demon down there! I heard that Destroyer is the best of all Burning Legion's Greater Demons."
Just after Black Pawn stood at the airdrop position, a not-so-familiar but not unfamiliar voice sounded not far away, causing him to raise his head and stare at Varian Wrynn who had slipped over with the cold eyes underneath Black Bucket Helmet.
He had seen this kid when he was at Draenor.
Very noisy.
But considering that his twenty-year-old body hides the soul of a nine-year-old boy, it is understandable that he is so active and noisy.
"Get out of here!"
He said:
"Be careful, I'll drag you down too."
"Would you like to use my sword instead?"
Of course Varian didn't come here just to make trouble. He held up his Saramani battle sword and said to Black Pawn:
"This sword is very powerful. I think it is more powerful than the Oak Axe in your hand. Vigilant said it is Demon's Bane. Maybe you should use it to complete this glorious killing."
"No need."
Black Pawn said dumbly:
"It's a good sword, but you should keep it."
"Oh, forget it."
Varian heard the delivery warning sounding in the Landing Pod area. He took a few steps back and said to Black Pawn:
"I gave myself a nickname, "White Pawn". Hehe, I'm not as good as you now, but sooner or later I can catch up with you."
Black Pawn is silent.
He was silent most of the time, so Varian didn't care about his indifference. He waved and made the traditional Orcs gesture of congratulating on victory and turned to leave.
As a result, when leaving the release area, he heard Black Pawn say to him:
"I'm not supposed to be your role model, and don't use me as an example. Don't let yourself regret it when you have the chance to do the right thing, you little kid."
"Huh?"
Varian turned around in surprise and saw the drop zone at the feet of Black Pawn opening, allowing the black Warrior to fall from a high altitude with his battle ax in hand.
This spacecraft was piloted and powered by Vigilant himself, so the location where it was dropped was also calculated by Vigilant's superb combat experience to ensure that the location where Black Pawn fell was exactly where Destroyer Mannoroth was.
Varian couldn't quite understand the meaning of Black Pawn's rare long sentence. He rushed to the nearby observation window and looked down. He could vaguely see a red "light" ignited in the clouds.
That is the signal for the most powerful Warriors to ignite their anger and enter a state of battle.
That is also the state that Varian aspires to achieve.
"Vigilant said that as long as I stick to my own moral principles, anger can become my strength. Your anger is so terrifying when ignited, so Black Pawn, what are your moral principles?"
White Pawn leaned by the window and asked, but he was destined not to get the answer today.
"White Pawn! What are you doing?"
Gavinrad General's roar echoed, and Lightforging werewolf roared:
"Asshole! Those who desert on the battlefield will be beheaded! Get over here quickly, we are about to teleport down!"
Varian rushed over and stood back in the queue obediently under the glare of Gavinrad General, who was wearing Lightforged Light Armor. In front of them was a Lightforging Beacon that was about to open, which was the passage for Light Weaver Warband to enter the battlefield.
At this time, on the battlefield below, Orgrim raised his head and saw Exodar Ship, just like Crystal Mountain, flying down from the clouds. Golden light dotted the spacecraft, and the falling red light was faster than it.
Under Great Chieftain's gaze, it crashed down like a red meteorite, hitting Destroyer right in the head.
Mannoroth's cry of pain echoed through the battlefield at this moment. It appeared like Invincible the god of Fel, but now, the god is also bleeding!
"Okay!"
Orgrim shook his fist fiercely.
He knew that Destroyer would not be defeated so easily, but the facts proved that Greater Demon was not Invincible in Material World.
They are like ants besieging an elephant. Even if they have to pay huge casualties to bite the giant beast, when the giant beast shows its health bar under the siege of ants, the nature of the matter is different!
"Something fell from the sky."
There was noise echoing on the human side, but Orgrim had no time to care about those things. He jumped on his Dire Wolf and headed towards Greater Demon again. Fel Territory launched Charge, but unexpectedly a triangular Lightforging Beacon roared and hit Great Chieftain right in front of him.
The triangular device inlaid with crystals took root on the ground. After being unfolded and fixed on the ground, a team of Lightforged Squad flashed with light and refreshed in front of Orgrim.
The brave Eredar carried Light Weaver Warband's Battle Standard on its back. The moment they entered the battlefield, they activated Demon Slaughtering Oath. Light Wings unfolded one after another and war cries echoed. Amidst the roar of the heavy artillery of the heavy Lightforging Mech arm, they launched a determined light-sworn strike against the surrounding demons.
This scene shocked Orgrim, but then Great Chieftain felt ecstatic in his heart.
He knew that the arrival of such strong reinforcements meant that Mannoroth was dead today!
But then, a second batch of Warrior entered the battlefield at the same beacon, led by Anduin Lothar wearing heavy armor and his fiancée Half Elf.
Orgrim and Lothar faced each other unpreparedly. Great Chieftain subconsciously grabbed Doomhammer, and Lothar also pulled out Strom'kar, the Warbreaker with his backhand.
"Orgrim?"
Lothar stared at Orgrim's Dire Wolf with Blackrock Banner inserted into it and the Orcs legendary war hammer, and he said:
"Are you Great Chieftain from Horde?"
"I am."
When Orgrim saw that Lothar did not take the initiative to attack, he asked:
"So, can you get out of the way? My brothers and sisters are fighting against Mannoroth who enslaved us. I don't want to miss the fall of Greater Demon."
"You mean that demon drove you to attack our country?"
Lothar sneered and scolded:
"You want to justify those crimes?"
"I don't have that plan! I don't want to defend myself at all. It's a very complicated matter and has nothing to do with justice."
Great Chieftain shook his head and said:
"But now is really not the time to talk. If you and your Warriors are not here to kill me, please get out of the way. After Mannoroth falls, I can take a lot of time to chat with you."
"No, I just have one question."
Lothar made a gesture.
The Warriors beside him immediately dispersed to kill the surrounding demons, but Daenerys did not move. Obviously, she felt that her weak fiancé might not be the opponent of the brave Orcs Great Chieftain in front of her.
The human marshal whispered:
"After killing Destroyer, in your words, after you have lifted your "slavery", where will you take your Green Skinss?"
"Is this answer important?"
Orgrim asked, Lothar nodded. Amid the shouts of death all day long, he leaned on his sword and said:
"This is directly related to whether you can leave here alive today!"
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Great Chieftain fell silent, and then he took a deep breath and said frankly:
"When Orcs is no longer pulled by the demon blood and falls into unsolvable rage, Warrior who have regained their minds will become members of Black Wolf God's Hunting Pack. We can leave Azeroth and go on a safari in the star sea.
But before that, we have one last thing to do.
Killing Destroyer is to free Green Skins, and going to Kalimdor to participate in the execution of Corrupted Cenarius is the last thing we "The Exiled" can do for our hometown that we can no longer return to.
Only by washing away our shame can we throw away the baggage of the past and embark on a lighter journey.
Don't worry about your country, the leader of mankind, I will take away all Green Skins who are willing to return to reason. Are you satisfied with this answer?"
"Not satisfied! There are so many blood debts that cannot be solved by just saying "wash away the shame"!"
Lothar waved his hand and said:
"It was you who pushed Wheel of War, and you have to bear the consequences, the patrol of the star sea? Ha, I do think that the last Green Skins is destined to die in the hands of humans! Orgrim Doomhammer, my Warriors and I will be waiting for you on the battlefield against Polluter.
After the demon is defeated, we can settle the accounts properly!"
After saying that, Lothar made a "temporary truce" gesture, turned around and carried the buzzing Strom'kar to kill the surrounding demons. Before Colonel Daenerys chased after him, he reminded Orgrim:
"Lothar letting you go doesn't mean you are safe! The werewolves of Gilneas are coming to kill you. They are White Wolf God's hunting group. They plan to kill you and the devil. Unfortunately, they will not obey Lothar's orders."
"Thanks for the reminder, and thank you for your kindness today, ma'am."
Orgrim pulled up the reins of Dire Wolf, and carried the Thunder flying war hammer to the other side, he said:
"Let's see you Kalimdor again."
"Ah, bugs!"
Destroyer's anger is burning.
Its anger was rising as if the wound on its head was bleeding like crazy.
If Grom had its wings chopped off with an ax before, it felt the fighting spirit, then when the "monster" Black Pawn also joined the siege against it, Mannoroth really felt the threat.
Spear of Destruction wrapped in Sargeras's Flame wildly punched at the place where Black Pawn was, but Black Pawn was able to dodge it every time. The opponent was still Orcs, but it had obviously become something more dangerous inside.
Destroyer had hit him before, and the force would have killed Orcs instantly, but Black Pawn was quickly killed out of Fel's magma explosion as if nothing happened.
Such a "blood-locked" wall hanging made Mannoroth very embarrassed.
No matter, the Oak Axe in this guy's hand carries the power of decay and withering, which is the punishment of Life Force. Every ax hit on it is real "real damage", but if you focus on Black Pawn
"Poof"
The hot Gorehowl cut it from the back and tore a burning wound along Mannoroth's dragon-like back. The battle scars left by Flames of Sulfuras are not easy to heal. Destroyer needs to use the power of Fel to extinguish the flames from the creation era of Azeroth.
It hurts!
Pain pulsed on every nerve, causing Twisting Nether's fist of destruction to roar and call for meteorites to fall down. However, such a rough attack was obviously difficult to hit Orcs Warrior, who had already entered a desperate state.
The burning flames around Greater Demon have formed a substantial sacrificial halo, causing Orcs Chieftain's bodies to bear the pain of burning flesh and blood every second, while their spirits will also be torn apart by the boiling demonic blood following Mannoroth's disciplinary orders.
But no one backed down.
They know they only have one chance like this.
Nazgrel slammed Black Scar Clan's Artifact Battle Axe forward, causing the black giant ax to whir and spin into Destroyer's chest, cutting off the giant Demon Steel Armor chain on its chest.
This blow exhausted the strength of the young Warrior, causing him to stagger and fall. He was about to be trampled to death by Destroyer's flaming heavy hooves. A black Ghost Wolf rushed over and dragged Nazgrel into the shadows with difficulty.
Varok Saurfang took over the heavy responsibility of continuing the attack, and High Overseer has activated Wolf Spirit Rune of "Death Wish", using the burning of life in exchange for the ultimate increase in destructive power.
He aimed at the other end of Destroyer's armor.
What could be protected so carefully by Greater Demon was definitely its vital point. Abyssal Lord's heart was hidden under the armor, so the man from the Saurfang family took his melting battle ax and started Charge.
He wants to jump over and deliver a critical blow.
"Head this way!"
Maraad, who killed a Fel Lord, shouted from the front.
Great Uncle temporarily put aside his dislike for Green Skins and made a gesture to ask Varok to jump behind him. Then he rounded his Naru's Hammer and jumped up, hitting Saurfang's armor with a hammer.
This blow caused Orcs Warlord to vomit hot blood, but the huge force it brought pushed Saurfang to break through the evil fire of sacrifice, allowing him to use his battle ax to cut off the last magic steel chain.
Destroyer The heavy Heart Guard on his chest hit the ground full of Fel magma.
While Mannoroth swept Spear of Destruction and forced Black Pawn and Grom back, Fireblade Blademasters broke the shadow He came out, holding the war sword made by Dark Iron Dwarves with both hands, aiming it at Greater Demon's chest and tearing Slashed Strike down, letting the demonic blood burst out and the rough skin tear open.
However, the next second, Fireblade Blademasters was engulfed by the flames erupting from Fel, and flew backwards as if it was scorched during the deflagration.
Green Skins's Chieftain and Warlord are completely using their lives as consumables to attack Grom and Black Pawn's enemies' weaknesses. They know very well that only these two people present can break through the shackles of life levels and truly launch a fatal blow to Destroyer.
Now the weakness has been exposed.
Either follow the crack Black Pawn made on Greater Demon's head to complete the headshot, or aim at Mannoroth's heart and hit Execute with a ferocious enough force.
Destroyer is aware of the intentions of these desperate Orcs bugs, but this makes it full of fighting spirit as it faces the test of life and death.
It likes this kind of battle.
It even became more and more satisfied with the bugs that drank its own demonic blood. However, death was not among its choices, so when Black Pawn launched Charge again, Destroyer dragged its scarred body back, letting itself step into the magma and use evil fire to heal the wounds.
As Mannoroth inserted the battle spear into the magma, the surrounding flames were extracted and swung forward by it. The light cannon transformed by Fel swept across, forcing Black Pawn back and clearing the entire area in front of it.
Fel is boiling.
Following Mannoroth's active call, Fel Force's boiling response caused cracks to appear around it.
It plans to summon some servants to come over and kill all the bugs that are in the way of the battlefield, so that this satisfying battle of life and death will no longer be interrupted.
It wants to use Fel to shape a cage, so that the Orcs cubs who are about to be hacked to death by themselves can be "resurrected" in a more powerful posture in Twisting Nether.
It recognizes the brutality and brute force of these Orcs Chieftain!
It wants to give them the glory of "Demon Ascension" and turn them into the most proud Destruction Vanguard under their command.
But it's a beautiful thought.
"I order Holy Light to purify this place!"
Light Oath Lord's War Authority got stuck and hit the battlefield.
The "purification" power instantly cuts off the connection between Mannoroth and Fel Force. When the light breaks out on the battlefield, those lower-level demons will even be expelled on the spot.
"I order Lightforgeds to fight the enemy bravely!"
The second "Endeavour" power is then applied, such as a "Holy Light Bloodlust", which allows the already violent Lightforgeds to receive additional holy power reinforcements, and the Solar Storms on the battlefield start a prairie fire in an instant.
Mannoroth, who was "interrupted from casting", used his claws to knock away Grom Hellscream who jumped up and tried to shoot its head. Then he turned around and saw a Eredar-shaped Radiant Holy Spirit standing on the edge of the battlefield.
The guy will become bigger with every step he takes, until he turns into a giant like himself in the third step. He does not have the sluggish feeling of a giant, but waves to summon a Broken Holy Blade, stepping on the Consecration to purify evil spirits. came, and countless demons shouted the name of Light Butcher in fear. Those cowards did not even dare to look back at Diakum, but Mannoroth was not afraid!
Not only is it not afraid, it also dares to fight back!
Spear of Destruction, which was hit by the wrapped evil fire, was held firmly by Ashbringer, and then Fel and Holy Light erupted simultaneously, causing the battlefield to become silent.
The demons are all numb now.
These extremely violent Orcs are already very difficult to deal with, so how come the World Boss named "Light Butcher" appears?
But the opponents of the demons were extremely excited at this moment!
Even those Green Skinss who were driven out of the Draenor world by Diakum raised their weapons and roared in victory.
They didn't necessarily like Vigilant that much, but they found that after Vigilant appeared on the battlefield, the mental interference exerted by Destroyer Mannoroth on them with magic blood was temporarily suppressed. That may have belonged to Authority of Holy Light. However, in any case, they finally let go and settled accounts with the demons.
Grom Hellscream got up after being knocked to the edge of the battlefield.
He shook his body and spat blood, yelling at Diakum for meddling in his own business. The cooperation between him and Black Pawn could kill Mannoroth here.
"Then what? Let Destroyer's soul escape back to Twisting Nether. When it is reborn again, your demon blood will also be reactivated or even fall into a worse desperate situation!"
The voice of Diakum sounded behind Grom, making him turn around in surprise and saw a small golden Seraphim floating there.
Vigilant was slashing wildly with Destroyer, but the little angel slapped Light Wings and came closer to Grom. It stretched out its hand and touched Gorehowl in Grom's hand. He said:
"I know you can kill it, but I will not allow a dangerous Greater Demon a chance to be resurrected. Your ax can hurt it, but it cannot kill it completely, and it is not sharp enough to permanently free you and your tribe from the curse of the demon blood."
The golden Seraphim inspires the power of Radiant Holy Spirit.
When Gleam's stream of light erupted at the fingertips, streaks of Ashen Holy Runes circled around the battle ax and continued to infiltrate.
When the last ray of light Dispersion hit Gorehowl's ax blade, Diakum's Golden Little Angel made a "please" movement forward.
He said:
"Now, Gorehowl is sharp enough."
"Buzz"
The golden Seraphim jumped into the air and returned to Vigilant's Giant of Light. Grom looked at his Gorehowl tomahawk. This tomahawk seemed different from before.
"Vigilant consecrated it, allowing Gorehowl to possess the power of "Ashbringer". This is a permanent consecration, which means that from now on, the demons killed by this ax will no longer have a chance to be resurrected!"
Another voice sounded, causing Grom to turn around and lift up the battle axe. With a loud bang, an elf battle ax struck his weapon.
In front of him, Garrosh wearing a battle helmet bared his teeth.
The ax he used to chop off Old Hellscream's head didn't have murderous intent. He seemed to just want to say "hello" to his father. In addition to the weapon in his hand, Little Hellscream was also carrying a strange-shaped Solar-Powered Battleaxe.
Drops of demonic blood dripped from his ax blade, indicating that the weapon had just "feasted on".
Grom swung his weapon and forced Garrosh back a few steps, but the latter did not attack again.
Garrosh behind Lightforging was already as big as Grom. He moved his shoulders, his brown skin was embellished with golden holy patterns, and even his pupils had a dark golden light, but the bloodshot eyes and the vivid anger that surrounded him meant that he was still the Warrior of the Hellscream family.
"I came to challenge you, old fellow."
Little Hellscream looked at the miserable Old Hellscream up and down, he picked up the battle ax and curled his lips and said:
"But I suddenly discovered that you are so weak that you can't even kill a demon covered in wounds. Is such a weak old Orcs really worth the challenge?"
Old Hellscream rolled his eyes, feeling that this idiot's son really needed to practice his taunting skills.
He carried "Holy Gorehowl" and walked towards the direction of Mannoroth. After a few steps, he stopped and made a "keep up" gesture.
It seems that I haven't taught Garrosh anything since he was born.
Then use Mannoroth in front of you and Corrupted Cenarius far away from Kalimdor, the two guys who owe Gorehowl a headshot, as "teaching tools".
Grom wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and thought:
Fortunately, all the men in Hellscream's family are good at communicating with axes. After all, I am really not good at talking, and I don't have much time to teach him.