Looking at Thrall who was holding Grommash's body and questioning him, Ashes chuckled and said, "Thall...did you not understand something? I was helping him free~ Look at him...he is wearing red skin.

It’s like a cooked crab! It exudes the stench of demons…”

"You killed my brother! My division commander! You killed Grommash Hellscream of the Horde!" Thrall roared angrily, raised his head suddenly and bared his teeth at Ashes. Seeing this scene, Ashes

I couldn’t help but raise my eyebrows~

"It seems...you are similar to him~ Thrall, the demon's blood has also affected you, not just you...but also your compatriots!"

After hearing Ashes' words, Thrall couldn't help being stunned, then he sighed, looked at Grommash's body and said sadly, "I...I could have saved him, I could have rescued him from the control of the devil."

Soul, but you...you killed him, leaving me...no chance..."

Ashes wanted to lower his head and tell him that he could definitely resurrect Grommash, but after thinking about it, Ashes curled his lips and said, "He did a lot of wrong things. He killed the demigods in this land.

He killed the owner of this forest just to cut down trees, Sal, everyone has to take responsibility for what they have done...right?"

Thrall took a deep breath, turned his head and looked at a red-skinned orc soldier not far away who was lucky enough to survive the ash storm and shouted angrily, "Tell me! What happened!"

The frightened Redskin climbed up from the ground with difficulty, shrank his neck when he saw Ash next to Thrall, and then said vaguely, "We came to cut down the tree, but the people here won't let us... Then Gro

Chief Marsh found a pool of demon blood, led us to drink the demon blood again, and then killed a deer man named Cenarius...and then...and then this is what happens now..."

After listening to the orc soldier's story, Thrall raised his head, looked at the sky and said bitterly, "Why...is this happening...I just asked you to cut down the tree..."

"By the way, Warchief, we met Mannoroth!" The red-skinned orc warrior suddenly opened his mouth and shouted at Thrall.

Thrall turned his head when he heard this, frowned at the orc warrior, and asked seriously, "Manoros? Who is that!"

The orc warrior pondered for a moment and said slowly, "The provider of the devil's blood, the war chief... We turned from brown to green more than 20 years ago because we drank his blood, so..."

Thrall hugged Grommash's body, stood up slowly, stared at the orc warrior and shouted angrily, "I want to kill him! I must kill this damn bastard with my own hands! Tell me,

Where is he!"

"Oh~ It's not far actually. It's in a canyon not far away. It takes about twenty minutes to walk. If you ride on your frost wolf, you can get there in about three minutes~" Before the red-skinned orc could wait,

What the soldier said, Ashes pointed to a canyon not far away... That was where the demon who made Ashes think was a bit powerful was hiding...

After hearing Ashes' words, Thrall turned to look at him, and then said seriously, "Mr. Ashes, I won't blame you. You... gave Grommash a death that a warrior deserved, but... I won't thank you either!

After all...you killed my countrymen, my friends..."

Saying this, Thrall slowly bent down, picked up the Blood Howl ax that fell on the ground, turned his head and looked at Ashes and said seriously, "But... I want to ask you again, please, take me to find that damned one."

Mannoroth!"

Hui Jin lightly shrugged, sighed helplessly and said, "Okay, okay~ Who said we have to work hard... I just go with you for a while!"

The hippogryph not far away finally slowly flew over after the storm caused by the ashes subsided. Fandral turned over from the hippogryph and looked at the completely dead Grommash, and relaxed slightly.

He took a breath, then turned to look at Thrall, and asked Ashes seriously, "Who is this green-skinned orc!"

Ashes chuckled at Staghelm and said slowly, "This guy is the chief of the tribe, and this Grommash is his subordinate..."

Then he said jokingly to Thrall, "This is the night elf, the great druid of Fandral Staghelm~ The one Grommash hacked to death was his demigod!"

Upon hearing Ashes' words, Thrall's eyes dimmed slightly, then he gently lowered his head to Fandral and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for everything my brother did, Archdruid..."

Fandral looked at Thrall angrily and said angrily, "Sorry? You felled the trees in Ashenvale and killed the demigod Cenarius! You have desecrated this ancient land! You will all be cursed!

"

Sal didn't reply, he lowered his head and looked at his green skin, and said slowly, "We...have been cursed..."

Taking a deep breath, Thrall raised his head and stared directly at the angry Fandral and said slowly, "I know you are angry, but... there are more important things waiting for me now, the one who hurt me.

The demon that has become so violent, brother, that has cursed our entire race, Mannoroth, is around here, and I'm going to kill him!"

"Manoroth? This... this is impossible! Ten thousand years ago, we have driven the Burning Legion out of Azeroth! Could it be... they are back again! No... we must not let the disaster of thousands of years ago happen again. I must

Go warn my countrymen!"

With that, Fandral Staghelm mounted the hippogryph and flew to Mount Hyjal in the distance...as if the things that made him so angry before... seemed not very important~

But then again, it doesn't seem to be very important. The trees that were cut down can quickly grow back with the abilities of their druids. Cenarius, who was killed by an axe, was a demigod...

Demigods will never die~ They will be reborn from the Emerald Dream one day!

So compared to Mannoroth, one of the giants of the Burning Legion, reappearing here, cutting down a few trees, and killing a demigod is really nothing. Besides, the orc who chopped down the demigod is already dead, and the chief is also dead.

Are you apologizing?

Looking at Fandral Staghelm turning to leave, Ashes tilted his head slightly, looked at Thrall and asked in surprise, "Does this count as forgiving you?"

Thrall shook his head gently, smiled bitterly and said, "No...I don't think so, but now, we have more important things to do! Please lead the way, Mr. Ashes..."

"Hmph, hum... great, then~ come over here!"

…

The lush forest is full of vitality. This is the Ashen Valley, a place blessed by the moon god and demigods. But in a corner of this forest, there is a very eye-catching place!

A narrow canyon... The ground here is dry, barren of grass, and the exposed ground is covered with scorch marks! It's a barren land!

Looking at the scene in front of him, Thrall frowned deeply and asked cautiously, "Is this here? The Abyss Demon King named Mannoroth..."

Ashes nodded slightly, pointed inside and said with a smile, "This is it~ The devil you are looking for is here now, let's go in~"

But when Hui Jin was about to walk into the canyon, Sal suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Hui Yi... Hui Yi curiously looked at Sal who stopped him, and asked in surprise, "What are you..."

"This is...a battle that belongs to me, a battle that belongs to the orcs! And I said, I will smash this bastard's head with my own hands! So...I will go in alone!"

Looking at Sal with unwavering eyes, Ashes lightly shrugged...smiling and nodded, "Of course~ You can go in by yourself!"

Thrall looked at the Doomhammer in his hand and walked majestically into the valley where the demon lived...

Deep in the valley, Thrall carefully held the Doomhammer in his hand. The hot air blew past his ears, and his nose was filled with the strong smell of sulfur and blood... There was an atmosphere of terror everywhere...

"Hmph hum hum..." A low and hoarse hum echoed in the valley, followed closely by the sound of heavy objects being dragged across the dry ground... A huge creature used the shadow of

Zhong walked out and stood in front of Sal...

"My Hellscream...is dead? You're the only one here...hehehehehe..."

Looking at the huge monster in front of him, Thrall whispered in a low voice, "It's not your Hellscream..."

"What?"

"Not your Hellscream! Grommash Hellscream belongs to the Horde! It belongs to him!"

Mannoroth pointed the double-headed war spear in his hand at Thrall and said sarcastically, "Hahaha! My blood is flowing in your body...He is, and so are you...just like this despicable race of yours!"

Thrall roared angrily, raised the hammer of destruction in his hand, and struck the ground hard under his feet...

Thrall lowered his head and looked at the Doomhammer in his hand in disbelief. The element... did not respond to him!

Looking around, Sal was surprised to find that the elements nearby had been killed! All... not one of them was left, killed! Just like... the hometown mentioned by the old man who taught him shamanic knowledge!

"this…"

"This world! Soon it will be crushed by legions like here! Hahahaha!" Mannoroth laughed wildly, and his huge and heavy body suddenly rushed towards Thrall at an incredible speed, just like a powerful heavy-duty truck.

Just like an armored vehicle!

The shocked Thrall hurriedly raised the Doomhammer in his hand and tried to block it, but as soon as the Doomhammer came into contact with the double-headed spear in Mannoroth's hand, he was severely knocked away. Thrall flew out together with him.

body!

The gap in power is really huge! One side is an abyss lord who has been fighting in countless worlds for tens of thousands of years, while the other side is just a warrior who has been training in the arena for more than ten years...

Looking at Thrall who was knocked away and hit the edge of the canyon with one blow, Mannoroth laughed loudly, rushed over without slowing down, raised the double-headed spear in his hand, and wanted to pierce Thrall.

!

"Go to hell! You miserable insect!" As soon as Mannolos finished speaking, a golden light flashed through, and Mannolos slowly stopped...

Thrall, who was knocked against the wall, struggled to dig himself down, opened his eyes and looked forward... only to see Mannoroth, who seemed to be invincible before, standing there stupidly, with his double-headed spear already.

Holding it in his hand, there was a scorched black hole in his chest...

Sal slowly turned his head, looked at the figure walking slowly from the other side of the canyon, smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Ashes... you..."

"Don't look at me like that. I wanted you to come up alone, but you're useless!"

"Yes...yes..." Thrall saw that he was saved and Mannoroth was killed directly. He couldn't help but feel relieved. He rolled his eyes upward and passed out...

Looking at Sal who had passed out, Hui Jin sighed helplessly, glanced gently towards the depths of the valley, then snorted disdainfully, picked up Sal ​​and turned around to leave the dead land.
Chapter completed!