Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 144 14. Fight for survival [15100]

On the prairie of Nagrand, a pile of majestic bonfires were lit, and the Shadowmoon shamans who regained the trust of the elements chanted the songs of the past. The orcs surrounded the flames, sharing supplies that were increasingly difficult to obtain at this time.

It has been a long time since the children have seen such a lively scene. Children from different clans are shuttling and playing in the crowd.

Compared with the heaviness and sorrow on the faces of the adults, after the complete collapse of the world order, these children are still good at having fun, but the laughter of the children has gradually infected the adults. After the devil's blood incident, they are already old and dead The warriors of the hermit clans who came and went slowly also laughed.

Especially after the warriors of the Shadowmoon clan brought out some good wine, the atmosphere around the bonfire quickly became lively. The orc even shed tears.

Bewitched by demons to fight, 20 years of brutal wars have completely destroyed this world, but now, seeing the remaining clans get together as before, maybe...maybe this world has a future.

The shamans used elemental spells to appease the green-skinned orcs who were raging because of the devil blood. It has been 10 years since they drank the blood of the devil. In the self-defeating of the devil blood, these orc warriors can control themselves, and those who cannot control themselves The lunatic who died long ago in the brutal cannibalism and the invasion of Azeroth.

Look, Varok!

A female orc held Varok Saurfang's arm and pointed at the orcs singing and dancing in front of the bonfire. Tears also appeared in her eyes. She whispered:

Just like we were before, we can go back to the past, we still have hope, right?

Facing his wife's hopes, Saurfang's heart was very heavy. Nearly two months ago, he returned from the Dark Portal, but before he could unite the three clans of Hellfire Peninsula, Chief Orgrim failed The news was sent back to Draenor, and the news almost broke Saurfang's will. In despair, he refused Grom's request to stay, and returned to Nagrand's hometown alone.

In the past two months, he has not picked up a weapon again. The exhaustion from his soul makes him quietly accompany his wife as he did a few years ago, as if he will spend the rest of his life like this.

But the return of Ner'zhul made Saurfang realize that the war was not over yet, and the elements responded to the call of the shamans again, which made Saurfang see a glimmer of hope for the future of the orcs. This time Ner'zhul Summoning the chiefs of all the clans meant that there must be a big event to be announced. Saurfang knew very well that his peaceful life was likely to come to an end.

And thinking of the agreement between him and Tyrion, Saurfang's mood became a little depressed. He could feel that the day when the agreement might be fulfilled was coming soon.

Thinking of this, Saurfang couldn't help but hugged his wife tightly, and his wife seemed to have a premonition, grabbed Saurfang's arm firmly, and said in a low voice:

Walok, I went to find Mother Gaia'an today. You know, Mother Zong is also a shaman. She told me...I...I have your child.

What?

This sudden news made Saurfang stunned in place, he was a little at a loss, but then a touch of ecstasy made him unable to hold his wife in his arms and turned around the place a few times, even the deepest emotions in his heart were shaken. He stretched out his hand gently, stroking his wife's flat stomach, a new life was being conceived, which was the inheritance of Saurfang's blood.

After realizing that he had a child, those memories that he was afraid of before and those he was unwilling to recall flooded Saurfang's heart again. He took a deep breath, took his wife's hand, and said in a low voice :

I swear, Nora, that I will find a safe new world for you and the child, even if it costs me my life...

Don't, don't say that!

Saurfang's wife, Nora, covered her husband's mouth with her hand. She leaned on Saurfang's chest and said softly:

For a while, when you followed Chief Blackhand to fight in another world, I always had a premonition that I would lose you. This time I can see you return safely. I am extremely grateful for the blessing of my ancestors, but that premonition, It's getting stronger and stronger, don't die, Varok...even if you die together in this world, don't leave me here alone.

Take it easy, Nora!

Saurfang patted his wife on the shoulder: The spirit of the elements has forgiven us, Ner'zhul is looking for a way to heal the world, even if we enter Azeroth again, we will not lose... Believe it I, I will win a new world for you and Dranosh, this is my promise!

Dranosh?

Yes! My child's name! Heart of Draenor, even for him, I will not fail, even if I climb out of the abyss of death, I will not fail again!

While Saurfang and his wife were roaming the grasslands, within Oshu'gun, led by Ner'zhul, the chieftains of all the remaining clans in Draenor saw the monster-like Na The remains of Ruk'ure, in the confession of the souls of the ancestors, they knew the reasons behind the disasters that Draenor suffered in the past.

Especially after knowing that the devil will not give up the world, all the chiefs realized the seriousness of the problem.

Fate may not be changed, but the end of the world is approaching. If this is the inevitable fate of the orcs, then when it comes, I will gladly accept it.

Ner'zhul stood in front of Ke'ure like a wand, and he whispered to the chieftains who were watching him:

But this fate was imposed on us by the draenei! Those exiles from the stars are the real root of all evil...We must resist this fate, at least, at least we must leave it to our children, to the orc civilization. A ray of fire!

boom

The chief's staff hit the ground, waking everyone up:

They are innocent! We must save our race, someone must be bathed in blood, someone must die for the future of the orcs, and we will take up arms again, but this time... this time, not for Conquest is no longer for looting, no longer for satisfying our bloodthirsty desire!

This time, the warriors of the tribe gather together and will fight for survival. We must find a new world for our people before the arrival of the devil! This will be the beginning of our atonement for Draenor!

The Great Chief!

The shaman of the White Claw tribe stood up. With a trace of sadness, he shouted loudly: Are we going to give up our world like this? This should not be the fate of Draenor! The element, the element is still here, How can we give up?

Nobody said give up on Draenor! White Claw!

Ner'zhul opened his eyes, and said in a deep voice:

But before we fight to the death, we need to get our people to safety. Believe me, chiefs, if the demons want to defile our world, I will be the first to stand up and fight them, before I die , no one can destroy Draenor!

swish

Grom Hellscream stood up, leaning on his battle axe, and said loudly:

Now we all know the truth, everyone knows how difficult everything we are facing, but no one will back down! Just tell me, War Chief, what can we do to save our children and save our loved ones ?”

Very well, then listen to me! Chiefs.

Ner'zhul moved his fingers and held a pure white skull in his hands. The dark green evil floating in the skull made all the chiefs frown:

This is Gul'dan's head. All the evil things that traitor has done can't be washed away even if he is cut into pieces, but the remains he left behind can help us reopen the door of darkness...I have confirmed that we The three things that must be obtained, with them, we can easily find a world suitable for us to live in among the stars.

But reopening the Dark Portal this time is risky. The alliance of another world has defeated our combined army, so we can't go to war with them! It will be a surprise attack, and we will split into three groups to find After the three things, all will be withdrawn to Draenor, and at that time, I will immediately close the Dark Portal to stop their pursuit.

Hmph, after all, don't you want us to die?

The chief of the Bone Eater clan snorted disdainfully, looked at Ner'zhul and Grom fiercely, and shouted loudly:

Even the army of 150,000 has failed. It is impossible for us to snatch the treasure from those alliances. This is going to die, I will not do it!

waste!

Chop Suey!

Two roars resounded in the crowd. The blood roar in Grom's hand slashed at the chief of the Bonechewer clan. The orc hurriedly dodged, but the one-handed ax coming from behind easily cut off his neck.

An orc who was taller than the other orcs held the head of the chief of the Bonechewer clan and shouted loudly:

This is the common fate of all orcs, no one can escape this disaster! I will obey the orders of the great chief!

Grom, the warsong chieftain standing beside the tall and unusual orc, brandished his battle axe, looked at the chieftain in front of him with red eyes, and questioned as if he wanted to choose someone to eat.

Who else wants to quit!

This bloody scene stunned the remaining orc chiefs, who turned around timidly and wanted to escape, but Kargath of the Shattered Hand clan and Fenris of the Thunder King clan blocked the exit from left to right. All the chieftains knew of Ner'zhul's plans.

Just like what our warrior Rexxar said... all orcs must work together to survive this disaster!

Ner'zhul waved the staff in his hand, and the viciousness of the orc chieftain shone in his squinted eyes, and he shouted loudly:

We still have an advantage, idiots! The three great clans of Blackstone, Blood Ring and Dragonmaw are still insisting on fighting in Azeroth, and tens of thousands of prisoners of war remain in the hands of the Alliance. As long as we unite and take our The treasures needed are not a problem at all!

And I'm not discussing this with you! I'll ask again! Who else wants to quit!

The other chiefs who were tricked by the chiefs of several major clans, look at me, I look at you, everyone understands that Ner'zhul has really made up his mind this time. At this juncture, as long as you dare to say A word of no will be killed in an instant.

Under the double threat of death and disaster, all the chiefs soon patted their chests and promised to join this adventure together.

This made Ner'zhul heave a sigh of relief, and flicked his fingers:

Very good! Everyone works together, there is no disaster that cannot be overcome. This time, let the Bone Eater Clan be the vanguard!

On the other side, in a certain hall of the Dark Temple, Tyrion, who was meditating, was awakened by the beating of the shadow. He raised his head, and a sharp blade was on his neck, as if it would cut off his throat in the next moment .

Is this game interesting, Nasa?

The beautiful figure of the Blood Warden emerged from the darkness behind Tyrion. Hearing the death knight's unwavering voice, Nasa snorted disdainfully, retracted the dagger in her hand, and gritted her teeth and said:

Sooner or later, I will...

You're going to cut my neck, you've said that 73 times... for your disrespect, I think it's necessary to give you a little punishment!

The death knight interrupted the threat of the blood watcher. He stood up and looked back at Nasa in the shadows. He moved his fingers, and the watcher's body immediately froze in the darkness.

tear up

The bright red dress was ripped open, exposing her beautiful body to the icy cold air. The cold made Nasa's body crawl.

what are you up to!

Nasa screamed, but soon, her voice became playful, she even threw a provocative look at Tyrion, and then said maliciously:

What do you want to do? Little Tyrion? Do you still have that function? You want to threaten me? Make me behave like your little pet Yrel? Stop wishful thinking!

This kind of ridicule made the death knight frown. In the darkness, his ice blue eyes turned blood red, which made Nasa feel a little threat, especially when Tyrion approached her, with an ambiguous expression When Gezi held her in his arms, Nasa's scream sounded again:

I'm here to report the news! The orcs have gathered, and they are heading towards the Dark Portal! They are going to invade Azeroth again! Your plot has succeeded, no! Let me go!

Why should you be afraid?

Tyrion kissed Nasa's neck with his cold lips, and he whispered: Didn't you say that I can't hurt you? Thank you for the news...but now, for the misbehaving pets, it's time to teach them a lesson gone.

hiss

The sharpened teeth pierced the skin on Nasa's neck, and Tyrion's voice sounded in her heart:

I remember you used to enjoy this feeling...Look, Nasa, you are very naughty, you have to understand that death is not evil! It is not a punishment either...I have never tasted such sweetness Kissing is the deepest regret in the world!

No! I know I'm wrong! No!!

Nasa's screams became weird in an instant, and the strange pleasure brought by the interaction of the blood of both sides was interactive, but compared to Nasa's instant sinking, Tyrion's emotions remained unmoved, It's like nothing happened at all.

Her consciousness seemed to be immersed in the weird pleasure brought by the flow of blood. In her more and more charming voice, her slender arms wrapped around Tyrion's neck like a lover, getting tighter and tighter. Like an inseparable couple.

In the end, amidst Nasa's high-pitched screams, her body collapsed into Tyrion's arms. Looking at her blurred eyes, Tyrion's eyes became colder and colder.

It's comfortable, isn't it? But did I allow you to fall down? You naughty subordinate!

As punishment... let's do it again.