The Death Knell

With Viren's support, the next thing will be much easier.

His reputation among the draenei is unparalleled, and he is actually not stupid. The death of Naaru is a foregone conclusion. He first contacted the previous opposition, that is, the technician group, and immediately regained it. their support.

And Akama's shaman team is loyal to Velen. If the new allies killed the naaru, what does it have to do with them who believe in the elemental spirits?

There were warriors and paladins in the Vindicator's troops. A little civil strife broke out in this team, but in the end those knights whose faith collapsed and lost the Holy Light also knelt under the wings of Yrel's Holy Light.

Velen will hold a general meeting next, announce the Naaru's scam in public, prepare a speech with the script written by Deathstroke, and pave the way for Yrel at the same time.

Su Ming, on the other hand, was planning to take Little Hoof Girl to kill Ner'zhul, after all, this was something she had promised before.

The original purpose was to get the orc shaman to promote the birth of the Lich King, but now he could sell the draenei a favor, so why not do it? The greater Yrel's achievements, the faster she becomes the leader of the draenei.

No, soon there will be no draenei, only eredar. This is called bringing order to chaos.

The magic floating cloak put the uneaten food back into the Supreme Mage's pocket and asked him to help keep it, and then the group flew towards the west of Shadowmoon Valley.

Flying along the deep trench created by Deathstroke's punch, you can see the shiny glassy oxide below, as well as various broken enemy corpses.

Yrel's mood was obviously much better. She also changed out of her cloth clothes and put on a beautiful set of crystal-encrusted plate armor, carrying an amethyst hammer on her back: "I have never felt as close to my dream as I do today. , the next step is to destroy the demons and orcs and take back Draenor."

Her tail also landed on the flying carpet and curled up and down, expressing her owner's happiness.

"You can't stay in Draenor. This planet is only stable on the surface, but in fact the surrounding space has been fragmented." Su Ming planned to return Draenor to the orcs, so it was natural for the draenei to Coax away: "The Burning Legion's fel energy transmission network places a heavy burden on space, and the world will explode soon."

Yirel had no doubt that he had it, and immediately frowned:

"Is that so? Then we still have to evacuate here as soon as possible, but where to go?"

Her little face was bitter again, after all, she was just a young girl.

"You can stay in Azeroth for a while, and I can provide the coordinates. When the time is right, the Alliance will help you counterattack Argus." Su Ming smiled and nodded, preparing to get all the Storm Fortress fleet to Secret Blue Go to the island: "We humans are the most friendly and kind-hearted race. We welcome the Eredar people to be our guests, right, Khadgar? As a guardian, you have to express your stance on this situation."

"Yeah."

Toolman Khadgar made it look like a chicken eating rice. Anyway, it’s what Deathstroke said.

But he also had his own considerations, and he didn't agree with it completely.

He has also seen the Storm Fortress. If people want to stay in Azeroth, these giant battleships are floating in the sky, and the alliance of only a few griffin knights can't do anything to them. Do they still need to ask the Aspect Dragon to take action?

What's more, if we want to expel the remaining orcs from Azeroth, these bitter and resentful aliens can be used to share the pressure of the alliance. Even those who believe in the Holy Light can believe in an obsessed race, how bad can it be? Woolen cloth?

A group of people who want to return to their hometown don't have to worry about staying in Azeroth.

"But having said that, teacher, I suddenly thought it would be a good idea to make the city fly." Khadgar stroked his beard and said to Deathstroke thoughtfully: "What do you think I used magic to lift Karazhan into the air? Sample?"

"Don't forget that there is a Tower of Reflection underground in Karazhan. There are rifts in the void and closed legion portals there. It's best not to seek death." Su Ming glanced at him from the corner of his eye and shook his head speechlessly: "But, you You can discuss it with Antonidas and try raising Dalaran to the sky. I think this will work."

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"What is that? Why can the weak draenei stand in the way of our powerful clan? Withstand our glorious warriors? Answer me, mute?!"

Deep underground in Shadowmoon Cemetery, Ner'zhul, shirtless and wearing a skirt, with white ghostly symbols painted on his face, walked around uneasily and shouted loudly.

The torches on the wall not far away exuded a faint purple light, and the demon guards summoned from the void stood silently by the door. Farther away, there were some skeleton patrols that he had awakened using ancestral secrets. This former genius Shaman Without any sense of security, he was scolding Talon Bloodfiend.

Before, he was standing on the tower watching the mountain scenery, when he suddenly saw a light emitting from the temple.

Wherever the rainbow passed, the army was wiped out, and even the volcanoes on the Shadowmoon Plains were obliterated.

Ner'zhul was so frightened that he almost fell from a height, and hurriedly hid underground, trying to contact Kil'jaeden behind him to find a way to defeat the enemy.

You have to at least know what that light is, right?

However, Kil'jaeden scolded him and asked him to find a way on his own. Even if he killed all the orcs, he would still eat the draenei, and the Legion reserved their souls.

Ner'zhul knew that his boss didn't know what that light was, and he didn't want to lose face, so he cursed loudly.

But what else can be done? He is President Sa's right-hand man, and he is just an insignificant frontline commander.

Of course, there are other ways to relieve stress, that is, Kil'jaeden scolded him, and he scolded Talon Bloodfiend. After all, after Gul'dan and Hellscream were trapped in Azeroth, he was the leader of the orcs. .

After a series of questions that left his men numb and speechless, Ner'zhul felt much better.

He took a breath, took off the water bottle from his waist, and drank a few mouthfuls of the green liquid inside to moisten his throat: "How many people have we lost before?"

"The clan troops lost 70,000, the Shattered Hand clan was almost completely wiped out, and the adults of the Burning Legion also sacrificed more than 20,000, and their souls were all dissipated." Talon Blood Demon finally waited for a topic that he could answer. , very relieved.

In the darkness, Ner'zhul held his skeleton staff in silence. The evil runes on the ground beside him glowed with a faint green light. He sighed:

"We lost 100,000 people in just one light?"

"Yes, War Chief, although the warriors of the clan are not afraid of death, if we suffer too many casualties, I am afraid that we will be of no value to the Burning Legion. Things of no value..."

Although Talon Bloodfiend is tall and thick, he is still a pervert who likes to eat Draenei children, but he is also a shaman, and he still has some brains.

How will worthless things be dealt with within the Burning Legion? Both of them knew it.

The orcs turned to the Burning Legion to gain power. This was their destiny, but were they really of the same mind as the demons of the Burning Legion? That's not necessarily true, at least neither Gul'dan nor Ner'zhul.

"Sigh... Reorganize the army and send out the Bat Knight. We will try to attack from the air this time. Lord Kil'jaeden is about to lose his patience."

After letting out a long sigh, Ner'zhul slumped to the ground, crossed his legs and lowered his head to make a decision.

Fear still forced him to obey.