Stormwind God

"Orcs are never slaves"

The snarling roar resounded through the entire ruined valley, shaking all the unstable rock debris around. ?

Grom sprinted.

The anger pumped out of the heart lit his entire body.

The rage that had accumulated in the chest needed to find a place to vent.

The indomitable will hidden in the soul drove him.

One step, two steps, three steps ...

The sense of distance, telling him, is enough!

His left leg kicked on the ground fiercely, and his green, burly body suddenly went up into the sky with a force that violated gravity, and the raised [Blood Roar] instantly gave people a sense of trembling that even broke through the gray sky.

That was not his own attack!

That was the orc's struggle against fate!

That is the endless desire of the entire race for the future!

With a wave of his hands, the axe light has flew up.

Blood moon rose, axe light up.

From the snowcapped mountains of Draenor to Goron,

Go to the Azeroth Vast World Alliance.

Grom * Hellscream roared 100,000 miles across the two realms and three places with a [Blood Roar].

Never fear anyone!

With a single axe, who doesn't know the king?

Bent Axe, Bent Axe Light.

At the beginning, it seemed like a crooked blood moon, and suddenly became a rainbow that straddled time and space.

No one can see that the axe has not changed, and anyone can see the trajectory of this axe.

However, when he saw it clearly, he couldn't resist it.

Abyss Lord Mannoroth is not a light human or an elf. He is a giant demon weighing more than 1o tons. From the beginning, he felt bad.

As a loyal dog of Archimonde, and a vanguard of the Burning Legion, he destroyed countless planets, destroyed countless lower races in his eyes, and spent three thousand years in the universe, but never seen such a brilliant axe.

Mannoroth didn't know how terrible he would be hurt by Grom's axe.

He didn't dare to imagine it.

He growled and waved a huge two-headed giant sword into the sky.

Splitting Grom in half in the air was his only chance.

However, the horror glory of the big sword only flashed, but it was partial!

At this moment, he appeared, and it turned out that Duke used an inconspicuous, seemingly only Huiyue-level arcane missile, which contained the magic power of the sun-level, and hit the winger of the sword gently.

The slightest difference.

A thousand miles!

This sword of the Lord of the Abyss slashed side by side from Grom!

Was empty!

The next moment, the **** axe flashed away!

He cracked it fiercely on his chest.

Every minute and every strength of Grom, every point of his anger as a warrior, poured into this blow.

Moreover, the blade of this legendary weapon of terrifying power perfectly cuts to the only weakness on the chest of the abyss lord.

It was not a weakness there.

After being hit by the Destroyed Hammer at the semi-artifact level, it became a weakness!

Thrall's previous desperate attack was by no means meaningless.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! Impossible !!!" The lord of the huge abyss, with the last painful roar in his life, the power of the violent demon contained in him began to burst uncontrollably!

That was the horrifying light of a nuclear explosion!

Symbolizes complete destruction!

Symbolizes inevitable death!

Thrall, who has just returned to God, has not had time to stand up, and can only watch Yishi and Yiyou, his subordinates, but more like a generation of tribal strongmen who are the guardian gods. It was devoured by the radiance of destruction that burst from the last explosion before the Lord of the Abyss died!

Grom, who had just exhausted his attack, had no time to escape.

"Do not"

As soon as Thrall got up, he was overturned again by the shock wave of the explosion, and his head hit the rock behind him again firmly.

The light was too strong, and the whole eardrum was numb by the sound of the shock of the big bang, and the ears were all buzzing.

"No! No! No," Thrall struggled again and again, rushing to the place where Grom had just been swallowed by hands and feet and half a crawl.

however……

What he saw were only a few pieces of armor that were broken and deformed, and Thrall's heart sank into the bottomless abyss for a moment.

He suddenly felt cold and lonely.

That's right! He has ambitious ambitions to take the suffering orcs away from the tragedy of misery.

But he was too young, and even if he didn't want to admit it, he was still eager to learn more from his predecessors, and instinctively chased the back heroes of Orgrim and Grom.

Never said the exit, but he really admired them!

Now Orgrim is tragically dead under the sword of Frostmourne in Arthas, and now he is in Grom again?

Obviously, I have never shed tears!

Because the orcs' tears have flowed enough!

At this moment, Thrall couldn't control himself and knelt down.

"No Grom ... no"

Originally, this should be a scene of extreme sadness, but unfortunately a thick voice of a gossip broke the scene.

"Boy, I'm not dead yet. What's your ghost name?"

what?

Thrall almost doubted his ears, his thick neck was like a rusty hinge, and a creak sound could not turn for a long time.

He couldn't believe his perception, but there was indeed an orc who was panting heavily behind him.

With the hope of climbing out of the abyss of despair, Thrall finally turned around step by step and saw the two figures that were almost overlapped a dozen meters away from the rear.

Can't believe it!

It turned out that Duke was holding Grom * Hellscream who was more burly than he was!

The chief of the Warsong clan is extremely embarrassed. He has an unnatural bend in his left hand, and the green skin on the entire front half is slowly burnt.

but……

He survived after all!

"Grom, uh, Duke !?" Thrall was a little incoherent with excitement.

He couldn't imagine that at that most critical last moment, it turned out that Duke, who was his deadly enemy, saved the hellscream of one of his two most idols?

At this time, Duke yelled, "Why are you so dead!" He dropped Grom like a trash, and looked disgusted.

"How long have you been taking a shower !?"

Looking at the scouring Duke, Grom fell to the ground and laughed: "For your sake, I will have the opportunity to learn your humans every day to take a bath."

After all, he laughed suddenly, and Ye Hu suddenly looked dull and hesitated: "I ... it seems that I owe you a life this time."

Duke patted the gray soil on his body, looked at the mountainous body of Mannoroth, and said gently: "You can return me at Hyjal."

This is not polite, because in the latest information, Duke suddenly saw a name Devil Lord Kazak who should not have appeared in the battle of Mount Hyjal in history! 8