Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 147 17. Soldiers divided into three groups [18100]

The reopening of the Dark Portal is definitely a frightening scene. Without the storm circle used to fix the world portal, the energy vortex of the Dark Portal looks even more wild and violent. Just the moment it opens, the inside of the crater The earth was blown off a whole layer of rock and soil by the energy storm.

This situation made Khadgar's scalp numb, and it was impossible to control the chaotic energy. Any attempt to forcibly intervene in it would be directly shattered by the energy storm of the Dark Portal.

Unless Dalaran's Council of Six and the Archmages of Silvermoon Council in Silvermoon City act together, it is impossible to restrain such a huge and twisted magic power.

In other words, even if disaster looms, Khadgar has nothing to do but watch with cold hands and feet.

He is still not the magical monster 20 years later, he is still very immature and can't control this kind of real big scene.

hum

An old orc wearing a shaman robe, decorated with wild skulls on his shoulders, and holding a blue staff of a thousand souls walked out of the vortex slowly. He raised his head, and the bone-white lines on his cheeks were exposed to the air of Azeroth. Here, Ner'zhul looked at this piece of land no different from Hellfire Peninsula, and he took a deep breath.

The bad air brings the same anxiety as the world of Draenor, which makes Ner'zhul's sense of Azeroth very poor, and the fate of the world of Draenor weighs heavily on his shoulders, at this point in time , He couldn't tolerate any further hesitation.

Oh, what a powerful elemental spirit... the shocking elemental power!

Hear my call!

The old shaman raised his staff with both hands, relying on his incomparable sincerity and superb skills in the elements, the moment he stepped into this world, Azeroth's elemental power, which is more than ten times stronger than that of Draenor, screamed gathered around his body.

The black gust of wind howled, lightning flashed and thundered in an instant, and the solid ground cracked under his feet. Under the will of the real great shaman, the burned stone of the Dark Portal was waved by the shaman's power in a strange way. The method was reorganized behind Ner'zhul, and it was only in an instant that Khadgar tried his best to destroy the magic circle used to stabilize the Dark Portal, and it was completely restored just as Ner'zhul waved his hand.

The world portal completely connects the two worlds at this moment.

As a result, the roaring orc warriors rushed out of the maelstrom crazily, seemingly endlessly. Under the leadership of Fenris, the wolf cavalry of the Thunder King clan were like a green turbid current. In the middle, he rushed out of the cracked crater at a fast speed, and surrounded the human knights in front.

Amidst the howling of the war wolf one after another, more orc infantry rushed out of the portal.

There are green-skinned orcs that are exactly the same as those who first invaded the world of Azeroth, and there are also rare brown-skinned pure-blooded orcs. Perhaps the number is not as large as the invaders who followed Blackhand into Azeroth, but in terms of fighting will, there is no Not inferior to their predecessors.

There are even taller ogres mixed in the army of orcs. What is even more frightening is that those orc shamans riding huge clefthoofs, naked to the waist, frantically beating the drums of war with bone hammers, After the elemental spirits responded to Ner'zhul again, the tribe's lack of magic support was also made up for, and the war shamans of the Shadowmoon clan returned to the battlefield again.

Just like the orc clans who once fought in the north and south, they held up the battle flag of the clan, which was low like the drum of war beating in the heart, and continuously exuded the light of shaman spells, like a halo, shrouded The orcs will become stronger, layers of rock shields cover the warriors' bodies, the spirit of flowing water heals the orcs' bodies, and the flame totem wraps the warriors' weapons in raging fire.

The reawakened tribe, the tribe that has returned to its original instinct, has become even more terrifying...

The brief peace that Azeroth had won through arduous warfare was torn apart in an instant.

Surrounded by the chiefs, Ner'zhul, who was empowered with elemental power, took a step forward. The crater around the Dark Portal was torn apart by the surge of elemental power, and the old shaman became active amidst the flying debris. He lowered his neck and looked at the archmage and general who persisted in the gravel storm, he showed a strange smile.

Azeroth, the true Horde...is back!

At this moment in the battlefield, the one who felt the pressure brought by Ner'zhul the most was Archmage Khadgar, who was surrounded by the elemental wind and lightning.

In his eyes that are extremely sensitive to magic power, the old orc shaman in front of him is like a moving hill. He has never seen the rebellious elemental spirit be so tame to a flesh and blood creature, just like... It was as if he was willing to be controlled by the old orc in front of him.

The elements of the wind, the elements of the earth, the elements of the flames, the elements of the flowing water, the four elements that make up the world are wrapped around Ner'zhul's body, making him like the incarnation of this land. Every time he takes a step forward, that kind of The heavy pressure forced Khadgar to take a step back.

On the battlefield, it is not that the archmage has fought against the shamans of the tribe, but those shamans came from Draenor, where the elements were sealed. If you can barely use it, you will be at an extreme disadvantage in the face of mages who manipulate magic power.

But the shaman in front of him is different!

Khadgar stood up straight in the gust of wind, he clenched the staff of the guardian with both hands, and the huge magic power was released by him, forming a purple magic barrier around him and Danas, which bound the frenzied elements Force pushed out of his enchantment.

He kept his eyes on Ner'zhul, knowing... that he might have encountered a real shaman.

I've heard about you, Mage... I heard that you were the ones who scattered Orgrim's tribe and fled. You manipulate magic power, but you lack respect for elements. So, you think you are powerful?

Ner'zhul leaned on his staff in his left hand, and stretched out his right hand. During the beating of his fingers, the whistling wind gathered in his palm. Under the transformation of the rapidly winding elemental power, under Khadgar's stunned gaze, the invisible The matterless gust of wind quickly turned into a mass of burning magma flames.

Direct conversion of energy properties? So rough and so simple... Violet is on top.

Khadgar let out a sigh that was difficult for ordinary people to understand, but Danas didn't have time to sigh. He pulled out the battle ax behind his backhand, blocked in front of Khadgar, and roared loudly:

Khadgar! Fight back!

boom

In the shout of Danas, the archmage waved his left hand, and the triple purple mantra was wrapped around his arm, forming a cumbersome magic circle. After absorbing a huge amount of magic power, the archmage waved his hand, A group of head-sized fireballs rushed towards the chiefs in front, and this was just the beginning. Amidst Khadgar's extremely fast chanting, successive fireballs of flames condensed from in front of him and Danas, pouring out The posture blasted towards the orcs in front.

Seeing the scorching fireballs connecting together in the air, even forming an offensive like a barrage, Danas's eyes flashed, the stones under his feet cracked, and the huge force pushed the soldiers to jump up, blasting like cannonballs To the big shaman surrounded by chiefs.

Facing the inevitable battle, a true warrior never backs down!

die!

In the roar of Danas, facing the overwhelming fireball attack, Ner'zhul let out a deep laugh.

Look at these humans, they think they're awesome...

boom

The staff of Thousand Souls touched the ground, the power of the elements roared, and the ground where the great shaman stood surged rapidly. The ground responded to his call, and the rolling rocks rolled up from the ground like flowing water, like Like an invisible big hand pushing, just in an instant, a thick rock wall was formed in front of Ner'zhul's eyes.

bang bang bang

The fireball thrown by Khadgar hit the rock wall. The crazy explosion of the fireball caused the rock wall to fly across the rock, but the fireball attack like a barrage was firmly blocked by the rock wall. Nas had already launched an offensive, Khadgar waved his left hand, and the cumbersome spells on his arm danced and reorganized, and the huge magic power formed a substantial magical flame behind him.

The archmage took a deep breath, and as his chest rose and fell, the magical flames behind him quickly gathered, forming an illusion of a giant dragon above his head.

boom

The flames like the dragon's breath swirled and spewed out from the phantom's mouth, like a waving flame mark, completely encircling the battlefield of both sides in an instant. The power of the high-level magic dragon's breath is astonishing. In less than 1 second of spitting, the surrounding temperature has risen by at least 10 degrees.

When the dragon's breath was extinguished and the machine that baked the giant stone wall was weak, Danas's offensive also came at this time.

boom

The huge stone wall erected in front of Ner'zhul's eyes was split from the center by the warrior's double-edged heavy axe, and the crushed stones flew across. The killing intent in Danas' eyes made his beheading even more threatening. , this is directed at Ner'zhul who is the most threatening.

But just before the battle ax fell on the great chief, a tall figure strayed forward, and the thick, huge battle ax decorated with animal bones hit the battle ax cut by Danas from bottom to top. superior.

boom

This powerful blow was abruptly intercepted in this way, and the collision of the two huge forces shattered the ground under the warrior's feet. During the catharsis of the power, a violent wind vortex like a substance was formed, and the surrounding Blowing up gravel and dust.

Danas raised his head, his face was full of surprise, he didn't think the blow would be destroyed, but when he raised his head, opposite him, the tall orc warrior in leather armor also opened his mouth, full of She smiled maliciously at him.

The dark red eyeballs made people frightened, but what was even more surprising was that the orc chief only held the battle ax in his left arm, and took Danas's killing blow with one hand.

Very good beheading, human, but if you want to live, you may need a little luck...

Grom looked at the human general in front of him with critical eyes. He snorted and swung his left hand holding the battle ax outward. The huge force from the weapon lifted Danas into the air. The general was in the air. After turning around, he finally landed next to Kagarde, who staggered back a few steps before stabilizing his body.

The orc chief moved his body, carried the blood-red battle ax on his shoulders, and blocked Ner'zhul in front. Danas's wrist was sore, he looked at the chief, and he shouted:

Who are you! I've never seen you in Orgrim's tribe!

Grommash Hellscream... remember this name!

Grom took a step back. This short fight was only a warm-up for him, and it was not enjoyable:

Orgrim may be strong to you, but he's never beaten me in a one-on-one fight!

tear up

Ner'zhul had lost his patience with this encounter. The moment Grom stepped back, the magma flames in his palm changed again, and the beating thunder spewed out from his palm, dancing like thousands of thunder swords. In the splitting thunder and lightning, Dallas, who was caught off guard, was completely enveloped, and even Khadgar was also enveloped by this lightning storm.

ah

Danath's hair stood on end, his armor turned into a conductor, and he smelled of roasted meat. Khadgar's magic barrier was shattered under the attack of the all-out grand shaman, and he was in purple. While the magic fragments were floating, Khadgar gritted his teeth and grabbed the general's wrist, crushing the magic gemstone in the other hand.

The light of the teleportation technique lit up in the lightning storm, and the next moment, the figures of the two disappeared on the battlefield.

Ran?

Grom spat in disdain: Chase!

etc!

Ner'zhul stopped the orc chief's pursuit. He glanced back at the battlefield beyond the crater. Facing the most powerful wolf cavalry of the Thunder King clan, the 300 knights who followed Danas were in a short fight. With less than a third left, they're already starting to crumble.

Kill these humans... there is no need to chase that mage anymore.

The great chief glanced at the fortress in the distance of the cursed land with a gloomy expression, and he turned around and said to the other chiefs:

Don't forget the purpose of our coming here!

Gromash, I want you to take the elite warriors of the Warsong clan to the northern border of the human world, where you will look for the Book of Medivh and the Eye of Dalaran, those death knights will help you, all wyverns I will assign it to you, and you must grab the artifact as quickly as possible!

Brox! You lead the other chiefs to the end of this land, make a feint to invade, and attract the attention of humans. Before we come back, we must protect the safety of the Dark Portal!

Ner'zhul gave two orders, rubbing his fingers, remembering Tyrion's warning, and finally, he whispered:

Fenris took the Thunder King wolf cavalry and some ogres to Deadwind Pass, Karazhan...I will solve that trouble myself!

He looked at the chiefs in front of him:

Everyone knows what this battle is for. I won't say anything superfluous... I hope that when we return to Draenor, we can bring hope back to our people.

Rexxar, I have a special task for you, others, let's go!