Toxic Exploders and Flying Insects

Unlike the first and second levels, which were connected by a massive pit, the second and third levels were linked by a complete sloping road. The only difference was that, aside from the ghostly blue mushrooms, the second level was shrouded in darkness, while the third was as bright as day.

Although the Azjol-Nerub Empire lay thousands of meters underground, it had all manner of luminous plants and minerals, while a small amount of light shone directly down through the ice layer.

"I hope there aren't any more of those terrifying little bugs here." Having barely survived the second level, even Dranosh felt lingering fear. Still, they had made it through in the end.

Nazgrel had just finished bandaging an injured Orc warrior's wound. His burning gaze fixed on the depths of the third level. "I wonder what awaits us here."

"The Scourge's lackeys will surely be ended by us! Glory shall be ours!" Dranosh raised the High Warlord's Battle Axe high, bolstering the Kor'kron Vanguard's morale.

At Dranosh's call, the remaining Kor'kron Vanguard raised their weapons and waved them along with him.

The Kor'kron Vanguard, who had been on high alert, encountered no enemies along the way, apart from some harmless little spiders scattered everywhere.

"Something's wrong. The ground is constantly trembling. Enemies are about to emerge from underground." Gamon's Tauren blood sensed the subtle changes in the earth, and he hurriedly warned them.

To guard against Nerubians hiding underground, the cautious Nazgrel had kept his night-vision goggles on and activated thermal imaging mode. But he had overlooked one thing: these Nerubians belonging to the Scourge were not living creatures. They were undead and had no body temperature.

The Nerubians' reproductive abilities, combined with the confusion caused by the little bugs on the second level, had made Nazgrel forget