Anomaly Of Warcraft

There are a thousand Hamlet in the eyes of a thousand people, and the gathering of a thousand elemental spirits is enough to cause natural miracles.

For the Burning Legion, Ner'zhul was an out-and-out two-fifth boy. He failed Archimonde's trust and betrayed the contract he made with Kil'jaeden.

But Ner'zhul smoked and drank his head, he was a good orc, a good chief.

At least so far, Ner'zhul can stand up to the trust of his compatriots.

The legion is too-kun is too fierce, can not be the enemy, can only outsmart.

Ner'zhul is not a strong-willed surrender like Gul'dan. He can do whatever it takes for his strength. He still has the concept of an orc in his heart and the glory of his ancestors.

Therefore, under the illusion of melody to cater to, Ner'zhul planned a drama to expel the Burning Legion.

Relying on the taboo knowledge taught by Kil'jaeden and the power brought by the blood of the devil, the orcs jumped up from their struggling predicament, turned up the serfs and sang, and acted as Draenor’s handles. The "master" and "strong enemy" stepped on their feet and rubbed fiercely.

But the chiefs of each clan can vaguely feel that something is not quite right.

Ner'zhul kept fighting in secret while maintaining the orc tribe.

Fate also gave him this opportunity.

Ner'zhul's words and deeds could not be concealed from Kil'jaeden, and the deceiver had never really trusted this old orc of the Shadowmoon clan.

But Kil'jaeden and Archimonde's plastic brotherhood gave Ner'zhul a chance.

Regarding the power to control the shadows, one million Ner'zhul combined is not enough for Archimonde to die and BiUBIUBIU.

But Ner'zhul was the darling of Draenor's elemental spirits before turning his back on the way of the shaman.

This time, Ner'zhul requested, pleaded, begged, restrained, fettered, forced, oppressed, exhausted all methods, and once again obtained the power of nature.

This time, Ner'zhul was thousands of miles away, but he launched a spell that caused the mountains to collapse and the sea to flow backwards.

With blood from the corners of his mouth and a serene and contented expression, Ner'zhul's mood was joyful when he collapsed on the ground.

The hometown of the orcs does not need demons to encroach on.

The soul of the ancestors is above.

I, Ner'zhul, the patriarch of the Shadowmoon clan, the warchief of the orc tribe, are not a traitor.

In the demon ceremonial field, Archimonde's arm through the void rift firmly grabbed Carlos, who was holding the Holy Light Guardian. After finding that he could not drag it back into the Twisting Void, he vigorously tried to kill the good deed that had broken him. Of humans.

In the sky, Chromie swooped down, and the friction between the scales of his body and the air caused the dragon-shaped Chromie to make a huge noise at the moment he broke through the sound barrier.

Archimonde's arm across the Void Rift felt a potential threat, and a tingling sensation spread to the body on the other side of the Void Rift, causing the eternal demon god to shudder for a long time.

Even Archimonde took great risks by forcibly placing his body in two worlds.

Even Sargeras, a man with the power to destroy the universe, did not dare to compare himself with the entire world.

No matter how arrogant Archimonde was, he would not brazenly claim that he is now stronger than Sargeras.

So Archimonde shrank his arm violently, gave up his plan to strangle Carlos, and tried again to pull this annoying bug into his own world.

Archimonde will use the most vicious criminal law to torture Carlos' body and then enslave his soul.

The consequence of the torture is that the Holy Light Shield maintained by Carlos Coolie and the void energy are violently annihilated, and the stability of the entire void rift drops sharply.

When Kromi found that Archimonde had contracted his hand, his dragon form was very embarrassed. He changed into a dwarf form again, and used the moves of the Big Dipper Fist to fight against Archimonde’s fist. Thumbs up on the nails.

"Ah da da da da da da da da da da da da da..."

With a strange cry of unknown meaning, the blood spattered from the splitting of Chromie's arms stained her sleeves red. Archimonde couldn't bear the pain, let go of his palm, and Carlos escaped.

The existence of the void fissure became more and more unstable. Opposite the fissure overflowing with the void vortex, Archimonde dared not try to cross the plane of the body again.

However, the will of the Demon God clearly and unmistakably crossed the barriers of time and space and reflected in Carlos's spiritual world.

"Your persistence is useless, your world will eventually be destroyed, mortals, the last chance, join us, join the great Burning Legion."

"goodbye."

The paladin's interpretation of the precepts is actually a cover for the mystery of the Holy Light.

Using the Holy Shield technique many times in a short period of time will create a huge gap in the paladin's mind. This is also the reason why Archimonde can penetrate Carlos' barrier of will and directly project on his spiritual horizon.

It is not the first time Archimonde has become an enemy of the Holy Light, and how to deal with the users of the Holy Light is even more familiar.

After Carlos said goodbye, Archimonde's figure suddenly became huge, trying to spiritually destroy this unsure Paladin.

However, Eredar's most powerful warlock, the most powerful warrior of the Burning Legion, Archimonde the Defiler, miscalculated.

Carlos is not a gentle seedling in the training ground, and the three-time Holy Shield technique is not his limit. When the Holy Light Bulwark shines again, Archimonde permanently loses part of its mana.

Although compared with Archimonde's unfathomable strength, the physical damage caused by Carlos' little tricks was not even as great as Cromi's impact, but this humiliation made the polluters furious.

Just as if I was slapped by a flea, it still licked me.

The anger evaporates Archimonde's reason, and a group of green magic fire appears in front of Carlos and Chromie.

When Carlos killed Archimonde's illusion in his own mental horizon, he recovered, and he had lost the best time to deal with it.

And Chromie, that full blow not only successfully injured Archimonde, but also severely injured himself. At this moment, he was using the gasping blood return Dafa.

As a result, the demon fire that no one targeted spread, and instantly became a prairie fire.

"retreat!"

In the distance, the figure of the aid demon was getting closer and closer, and the demon flame was overwhelming to the side. The last three surviving warriors heard Carlos's call and withdrew from the battle group and leaned in.

Then Carlos found that Chromie was still indifferent, so he leaned over and picked up Chromie, then...

I said! Laozi's waist! This little girl looks so TMD sinking! ! !

The sudden show flashed Carlos's waist, and the warrior who had fought Archimonde was almost flashed to death by Chromie. It was a burden that life could not bear.

I don't know the reason for Chromie's daze. Carlos didn't have any energy to analyze it for a while. Escape is the right thing to do.

And Carlos took out a scroll from the fourth-dimensional chrysanthemum that looked very precious, and it made the last three warriors with aspirations suddenly have the illusion of escape from birth.

Although all kinds of suspicions about the system -kun, all kinds of estimates, all kinds of slander, all kinds of compulsion, but it is undeniable that it is one thing to plug this thing, whether it is another matter.

【Return Scroll】

It is only one word difference from the legendary Scroll of City Return, and the effect is indeed similar.

Although expensive Carlos hurts, but this is also his biggest capital to make waves.

The ground under his feet was constantly trembling, cracks appeared everywhere in the mountain, a catastrophe was underway, Carlos frantically instilled the remaining power into the [Return Scroll], but it could not be successfully activated.

"Kromi, I'm dying! Help me!!!"

Amidst the confusion, as if he heard Carlos' call, Chromie stretched out his little arm and imprinted his palm on the scroll.

After that, the anger of the elemental spirit was mixed with magic flames.

The mountains collapsed.

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