This land reclamation group is quite capable!
Aggramar in the form of Fallen Titan is a taciturn giant.
In the past 20,000 years of Fel's reshaping, He has obviously become accustomed to using actions instead of words to accuse. Therefore, when He walked towards the heavily armed invaders, the terrifying aura of being at the top of the "Destroyer" sequence quickly increased.
The crimson cosmic fire was boiling and burning on his terrifying body. The cracked skin contained the scorch from hell, and the black broken blade he held was simple and elegant, full of a kind of numerical beauty.
When He strode forward dragging the broken blade, and his momentum reached its peak, the beating cosmic fire extended along the edge of the broken blade to form a complete blade, and split into two brutal blades at the top of the blade.
Aggramar held up the flame-wrapped Taeshalach, and started with his ultra-classic Enemybreaker Swordsmanship.
However, this "clearance group" composed of Sons of Draenors reacted quickly. When Aggramar rushed over, they quickly spread out to avoid the terrifying power of this divine swordsmanship from escaping.
Only Black Pawn stayed in place, like those powerful MTs facing the BOSS.
When Aggramar's burning blade was slashed, the decayed Oak Axe in Black Pawn's hand was also rounded and waved.
This being's mind has completely forgotten the past, and his brain has been filled with the roots of World Tree Taya'la.
It is difficult for him to be called a "human" and he is confused in everything except fighting. However, the completion of this cruel "transformation" means that Black Pawn has become the wild and natural "last incarnation" of Draenor.
The wild nature that came from the truncated future path poured all its power into this incarnation, but it was very powerful and did not interfere with Black Pawn's grasp of the rhythm of the battle.
It knows very well how powerful Black Pawn's talent is, so it only needs to provide him with enough power, and he will achieve the miracle of revenge for himself.
"Bang"
The burning Taeshalach bombarded Black Pawn's body.
The first strike of the sword caused most of the Titan Divine Iron armor made by Mimiron on Black Pawn to collapse, and its body made a muffled sound of the sword cutting hard leather. If it were an ordinary person, the force of this blow would be enough to crush it into powder.
No demigod can block Fallen Titan's blow.
But Black Pawn resisted.
There is no blood flowing in his body, and the nerves replaced by roots will only send numb pain. This is to stimulate Black Pawn's desire to fight, and does not represent the severe pain that really weakens him.
He used block to remove part of his power, and while exerting the remaining power, he allowed the cosmic flames to burn his body, but he did not let out a weak cry at all.
On the contrary, when Taeshalach raised his head for the second time to launch a devastating attack, Brox jumped up from the magma on the ground with the most standard jump chop, allowing the round and rotten Oak Axe to hit Aggramar's shoulder.
Oak Axe, which possesses the power of natural decay and aging, cut into the cracked skin, causing burning stone chips to fly everywhere, and the blood of the gods that entangled Fel to burst out along the wound.
The damage caused by this counterattack is not worth mentioning to Aggramar. The real trouble is that Enemybreaker Swordsmanship's combo was interrupted!
He was defeated!
This made Fallen Titan's indifferent face show visible shock. For so long, except for being sneak attacked to death by Sargeras in Battle of Nairan, Aggramar had experienced failure, but this was the first time that he was interrupted by such an easy attack.
How high is the combat talent of the "Plant People" in front of you?
"For Draenor! For Mag'har!"
Just when Aggramar's combo was interrupted, Little Hellscream, who had been waiting for an opportunity, accurately seized the gap.
The Khan of Mag'har let out his own Hellscream, leaping up with burning fury. With the Heart of Fury in his chest starting to beat and bursting with power, he took off from the side and threw a special chain in the air, allowing himself to climb up Fallen Titan's back like Tarzan.
Then Gorehowl, wrapped in the holy flame, swung up and struck Aggramar's neck as thick as a stone pillar with an axe, causing another wound to spatter.
Other Orcs warriors followed suit.
They know that their skills are not as good as Black Pawn, and their weapons are not as good as Little Hellscream, so they can only deepen the torn scars by fighting, trying to kill the fallen god in front of them with this "ant bites the elephant to death" method.
This is the right strategy.
But Black Pawn seemed to be unable to withstand the second blow of Taeshalach, so when Aggramar picked up the sword for the second time more quickly, on behalf of Blackhorn, who represented Azeroth's brotherhood, came to help and lifted Khaz'goroth's Sacred Hammer high into the sky, shaping a thick rock barrier rising from the ground like a mountain peak.
Although the shaped object was brutally destroyed by Taeshalach in the next second, it still gave Black Pawn, who was charging up, a chance to attack again.
In the dust storm of broken mountains and rocks, Black Pawn rushed into the sky and took action, it was Execute. In the sudden death blow, another rock-breaking wound extended downward from Cosmic Giant's shoulder, letting the magma-like Fel Blood rain down like a heavy rain.
This time, Aggramar really felt the pain.
The most important thing is that every time this strange Black Pawn launches an attack and hurts himself, a wild voice will sound in Aggramar's chaotic mind angrily blaming him for his "cruelty".
Probably in order for Aggramar to truly understand the cause of this revenge, Draenor's wild nature also projected everything he had done to him in the form of spiritual attacks into Fallen Titan's mind.
Although these illusions will be dispelled in an instant by Will of Destruction of Fel, Aggramar is a god after all, and he can completely capture traces of the past that are so long ago that he has forgotten them.
He vaguely remembered that the "disposal" of Draenor was the last thing he did in the star sea before being summoned by Pantheon and going to Nairan to discuss matters with Sargeras.
But before that, what did he do in the sea of stars?
The spiritual attack from wild nature became a "key" at this moment, constantly creating cracks in Fel's mind as it washed into chaos, allowing more of Aggramar's past to emerge in the mind of this fallen god.
Black Pawn was about to strike again, but Aggramar waved his hand to catch him with precision. Fallen Titan's burning eyes stared at him, and as his fingers clasped together and crushed him with a mighty force, the bones in Black Pawn's body were shattered, and fire spewed out from his mouth, igniting and burning the roots that maintained his cursed life.
This little trick cannot be hidden from the gods of the universe.
Aggramar knows very well that it is these cursed roots that give Black Pawn power that does not belong to him. This Warrior is dead, he is just a corpse manipulated by the wild nature of revenge.
The other Orcs warriors were still wreaking havoc on Fallen Titan's body, but Aggramar didn't take it seriously.
When the Fel magma spewed out from the cracked skin wound and turned into Inferno Storm, many brave Orcs warriors were burned to ashes without saying a word.
"Mar'gok! How long do you have to wait?"
Little Hellscream, who relied on the strong flame resistance given by Gorehowl to avoid being burned to death, slashed Aggramar's stone neck crazily while roaring at Ogre Warlord who was still accumulating power in the distance.
Shit!
I know that the noble master needs the war crane to help delay time, and I am willing to shoulder my responsibility at this critical moment, but if you don't hurry up and throw out that damn magic, we war cranes will really be doomed!
"What's the rush? It still needs a while."
Mar'gok is suspended in the exaggerated and thick echo of Arcane. Its two heads are visibly tense and bear heavy pressure. The dozen or so Ogre Shaman around them are the nodes from which it draws power from Arcane Force. They are bearing the same pressure, and blood is flowing out of their eye sockets and nostrils.
Ogre Warlord replied impatiently, it really has no interest in arguing with Little Hellscream, this idiot Khan.
Arcane Force temporarily opened a series of mythical super-magic characteristics to Arcane Mage today. Mar'gok knows very well that if it wants to cause effective damage to beings of the level of Aggramar, it must at least light up all of those super-magic characteristics, so that its Arcane can control decay into magic.
This is killing gods!
Only by understanding how difficult this job is can we understand the pressure Mar'gok is under.
The physical resistance of the gods may not be full, but their magic resistance to mortals is definitely top-notch. Magic that is not sharp enough cannot penetrate Fallen Titan's body. How can such an itch-like attack help the current situation?
Injuring ten of his fingers is far worse than cutting off one of his fingers!
Ogre Warlord was very stable in this aspect, but when Aggramar smashed the coked Black Pawn into it, Mar'gok's heart sank.
These roadside war cranes are just unreliable!
The work that I promised to gain time could not be completed at all.
It sighed secretly and watched Fallen Titan swing its sword in its direction. No matter how unwilling it was, it had to throw out the unfinished "Divine Arcane Rend" in its hand.
"This level of spell is not enough to hurt Him! Draenor will not be satisfied. If it is not satisfied, we will all be in trouble! Keep charging!"
At this moment, a sharp hissing interrupted Mar'gok's actions.
Amidst the black crow feathers flying in all directions, Old Anzu, who had followed sneakily, finally emerged from the darkness.
Anzu is also the crystallization of life of Draenor. Kuangran naturally wants revenge. Its spirit, which was born directly from the ecosystem, cannot escape its responsibilities.
It knows that it cannot withstand the brutal blow of Aggramar, but now it is no longer unbearable.
Anzu released the power of shadow, projecting his illusion all over the sky. This little trick also couldn't cover Titan's eyes, and the burning Taeshalach essence It accurately hit the body of Anzu, causing Midnight Raven God to hide crazily in the depths of the shadows in the illusion of impending death, like a loach constantly drilling into the depths of the mud trying to hide.
But as the flaming sword slipped, the hidden shadow of Anzu was neatly chopped into pieces.
A burning "firebird" screamed and flew out.
Facts have proved that Anzu has a very accurate understanding of itself. It can resist, but it can only resist one sword and that's the limit.
"How dare you hurt it!"
However, after hitting Anzu, Rukhmar, the "husband-loving demon", I couldn't bear it anymore.
It was supposed to be that Rukhmar would hide, waiting for Arcane Tear from Ogre Warlord to severely injure Fallen Titan, and then Rukhmar, who was not afraid of flames, would show up to meet the enemy. However, seeing Anzu being beaten to the brink of death, Spirit of the Sun killed him with a roar.
It flapped Aggramar's big face plate with its wings, and tore it apart with its flaming claws.
Facing the cosmic flames spewed out by Aggramar, this Spirit of the Sun did not dodge or dodge. It is a noble creature that is immune to fire attacks. It is much stronger than Anzu, which has no mythical properties at all. Wild God.
Not afraid of the flames, Rukhmar used his claws to dig out Aggramar's right eye before being smashed out by Aggramar.
This finally caused effective damage to Fallen Titan.
Feeling the pain, Fallen Titan became even more violent. He roared and grabbed Little Hellscream on his shoulder, and slapped it on the ground like a bug. Little Hellscream vomited three liters of blood on the spot. It was only with the blessings of Lightforged and Heart of Fury that he did not die on the spot.
The other Orcss were burned by the flames burst out by Fallen Titan, crying for their fathers and mothers, but the powerful demons summoned by Yorin Death-Eye did not dare to come forward at all. When they saw Aggramar, they stabbed their eyes and burned themselves on the spot.
They would rather commit suicide than raise weapons against Fallen Titan.
But there was a guy standing in front of Taeshalach who wanted to kill everyone. Burning Blade Chieftain Samuro, who was carrying the simple Battle Standard on his back, held the ruby sword in his hand in a unique posture.
He faced the slashing Taeshalach like the most outstanding samurai. While watching without blinking, the swordsmanship he had learned from the incomplete "mythical inheritance" that Vigilant had given him finally came out of its sheath.
Based on Black Moon Strike who visualized Night Warrior, and combined with the Burning Blade Clan's samurai way, the death sword tore through the cosmic fire gushing out from Taeshalach.
That sharp red light was like a coquettish arc of the moon. The moment Samuro sheathed his sword, most of the sword in his hand shattered with a click. At the same time, a ferocious battle scar flashed across Fallen Titan's neck.
Then, a huge amount of Fel Blood splashed out like a waterfall.
Samuro, who was completely out of strength, could not avoid the Fel magma. Little Hellscream rushed over to help him block the fatal burning with his body, and dragged the most outstanding warrior of the Orcs clan out of danger.
Up to this point, after Orcs's wasteland reclamation group was wiped out by half, Mar'gok's Divine Arcane Rend was finally completed.
As Ogre Warlord endured high pressure and screamed with blood spurting out from his whole body, the white-gold Arcane lightning was like a sharp blade coming out of its sheath, striking Aggramar's arm as he wielded the sword again.
The burning rock was shattering and cracking, and it was smashed out by spells that applied at least seven mythical super-magic properties in one breath, just like the ultimate level-raising effect of the "Great Disintegration Technique". Before Mar'gok fell into coma, it saw with satisfaction that Fallen Titan had one of its arms removed by itself.
"This is my last support, the rest is up to you."
Mar'gok said while vomiting blood.
The one-armed Aggramar roared to trample the stubborn ants to death, but did not notice that in the magma behind him, after the self-sacrifice of seven Forest Sprite Sage, the charred Black Pawn stood up again, and once again grasped his withered Oak Axe.
Perhaps it was because all the roots in the body were burned away by Aggramar, Brox felt that his mind was much clearer.
He knew he couldn't leave here alive.
But the raging Fallen Titan in front of him is already the most perfect enemy he can find at the end of his life. Let him die as a Warrior.
Black Pawn dragged his tomahawk and walked in the scorching magma, just like Aggramar's fatal charge when he appeared on the scene. The tomahawk was ignited like a enchantment when it passed through the magma, just like Brox's self reflected in the blood-filled eyes.
A Warrior that is destroying itself, a soul that is ignited!
Death Wish has been activated.
He wants to offer all his life, spirit and existence as fuel in exchange for the explosion of supreme power.
There may be only one chance, but he will never miss it.
But what is surprising is that after temporarily getting rid of the control of World Tree Taya'la, regaining consciousness and dying as the cursed life burned, Black Pawn felt extremely calm.
His anger had burned to the extreme, and he should have vented it by roaring loudly.
But no.
His eyes were cold and his face was calm, as if he was not the one heading towards death. At the moment when death was approaching, the only thing tumbling in his mind was his own life.
His own brother, his own wife, his own children.
And those who follow what Great Chieftain Blackhand does in Draenor themselves.
That was a mistake, and he lived to this day to pay for it.
He finally clearly realized why he came here, and finally knew what he had to do to make this all end.
Finally, he found and embraced his own morality again.
This burst of power is no longer for victory, but for the pursuit of peace that will come after the devil's defeat. Victory has no meaning for a mortal man.
The moment Black Pawn held the burning Oak Axe with both hands, he saw a group of Green Skins roaring into the battlefield.
The leader is his younger brother Varok.
Green Skins succeeded Sons of Draenor, who suffered heavy casualties, and took the initiative to undertake World Will's desire for revenge.
Varok also saw his brother walking out of the fire.
He knew what his brother was going to do, so he rounded his tomahawk and jumped out towards Aggramar. Although he was chopped away by Taeshalach in the next second, the delay of this moment was enough to get the perfect Execute opportunity for Black Pawn.
Aggramar is going back!
Garrosh, who was severely burned, struggled to get up, and with the assistance of Rexxar next to him, he spun around three times and threw him at the burning giant like a human cannonball. Gorehowl roared again, and two Orcs, one old and one young, almost used the same posture and the same pace to attack the same fallen god with their final strength.
This is not just the revenge of the world.
At least the reason why they came here was not just these personal grudges, but no matter what, Draenor's Revenge finally came after tens of thousands of years! Nosy Aggramar, accept this sanction that spans time and space!
The revenge of life has always been barbaric and cruel, with no faith and no morality at all.
Only after the perpetrator falls, will this ancient grudge be brought to an end, and only when the ancient wrath Dispersion comes, will the world be relieved of its burden and move forward briskly.
Today, not only Argus can be liberated.