The civilization of the orcs is rough, like the roughest and strongest rock worn by the wind on the grassland. No matter which world they live in, they will not be broken down by any hardships.
At first sight when you see these warriors who advocate battle and glory, you will feel scared and inaccessible. But after you truly become friends with the orcs, they will become your most trusted comrades, and you can trust your back with confidence.
them.
The banquets of the orcs are rough, and these muscular men will not engage in messy tricks like the elegant nobles of the empire. Their romance is to eat meat in big mouths and drink in big bowls. The delicacies are hunted by hunters and fishermen.
The freshest fish they caught, as well as the traditional barbecue incense of the orcs, and the spicy wine as sharp as a knife, these gifts from nature make the orcs live a prosperous life in this barren land.
.Of course, it cannot be measured in terms of money.
And now, although several chiefs are scattered in the wilderness of Azshara, the Barrens and Ashenvale to supervise the battle, upon hearing the arrival of the wither envoys, the trolls and tauren also sent representatives, and Razor was in the southernmost part of the Barrens.
After the footprints of the wilderness demigod Agamaggan appeared in the highlands, this new organization that only recently appeared in the world has attracted the attention of all forces.
All parties are eager to determine their system, their beliefs, and their purpose...and most importantly, whether this emerging Druid sect will become an enemy or a friend.
Under the influence of various factors, this banquet seemed very simple and substantial, allowing the envoys who came here to eat almost from noon to evening.
Of course, the more important reason is that Ms. Moyana unexpectedly discovered some "creatable materials" during this banquet.
That was a representative of the Bloodhoof Tauren from the Mulgore Plains. He was a close comrade of the Tauren Chief Kane Bloodhoof, an elder named Hamuul Rune Totem. This elderly Tauren
People are very interested in the Druid spells of the Blighter, and Moana also senses the powerful natural talent in the rune totem.
This tauren, who had never been exposed to the druid's way before, learned the basic natural spells in less than 10 minutes... When the light of rejuvenation lit up on the tauren's huge palm
, even Tanred, who was slightly drunk, couldn't help but widen his eyes.
"You will definitely become a qualified Druid."
The Patriarch held a wooden cup, which contained sweet fruit wine. She raised the cup to Elder Hamuul:
"As long as you are willing, the Wither can accept you and your followers at any time. The knowledge of nature's way should belong to all living things in Azeroth. We will not be closed and obsessed with the dark night like the Cenarion Circle.
Fellow elves, although I am also a member of the night elves, I am more willing to pass on this knowledge to talented elders like you."
The tauren elder Hamuul Rune Totem was also very happy. He dispersed the warm light in his palm, drank the wine in the cup with a swig, and said to Moyana in the honest tone of the tauren:
"To be honest, I once went to Moonglade alone. Unfortunately, I didn't meet the leaders of the Cenarion Circle that time. Maybe... maybe it's like you said, Ms. Moana, the Wither Sect,
This is the natural destination of the tauren."
"I myself am actually very willing to join the Blighters and learn the knowledge that nature has bestowed upon us... But please forgive me, I have to ask Kane for permission first. The Bloodhoof Tauren have just settled in Thunder Bluff, and we still have
A lot to do.”
"oh?"
When the orc chief sitting aside heard Hamuul's words, he rolled his eyes and said to Moyana:
"Your Majesty the Patriarch, maybe you know too little about us. In short, we orcs also have many helpers who are willing to follow the way of nature. I don't know..."
"We welcome all who wish to uphold the ways of nature! Warchief."
Patriarch Moyana heard the string and knew the elegant meaning. She raised her cup to the chief, and in the bright lights of the fortress hall, she said in a deep voice:
"The Blighters include humans, elves, forest elves, and wild boars. We welcome all life that is willing to join us. Of course, we adhere to neutrality. I must emphasize this, especially after experiencing misunderstandings with the human empire.
After that... I must inform you in advance that in the battle between life and undead, we resolutely adhere to neutrality. In our teachings, the two are different embodiments of the same concept."
"It doesn't matter!"
The warchief doesn't care about this. He wants to see the overall strength of the tribe improve. What's more, even if they adhere to neutrality, the tribe will not suffer losses in this wave of operations. The druids' regulation of the land and natural environment is Aize
Rath is unparalleled among all professions. Once the orcs have their own druids, the barren land of Durotar may be able to usher in a wave of new life.
But just when the warchief wanted to say something more, a strange scream suddenly sounded in the city of Orgrimmar under the night. The sound was sharp, hoarse and had a disgusting aura. Together with the scream,
What rang was the alarm bell ringing throughout the city and the angry roars of the orc warriors. This made everyone's eyes unable to help but cast their gaze outside the hall. In the night, there was a bloody light flashing across the sky.
The strange figure.
At this moment, Chaldea, who had been silently tasting the fruit wine, had a glint in her eyes.
He knows...the show designed and arranged by him is about to begin!
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"Knock it down! Bane!"
Dranosh, who was patrolling the city with his soldiers, hid behind a boulder on the side of the street. The brave orc warrior stared angrily at the strange shadow that roared crazily in the sky. The thing looked like a human being, with a slim body shape.
Behind him are thin wings like bees. The wings look as light as cicada wings, but in fact they are as strong and sharp as a sharp blade.
Dranosh looked at the corpse of the orc soldier at his feet. The unlucky man was cut into four pieces by the whizzing blades as soon as the monster attacked.
In the low sky near the city of Orgrimmar near Grommash Fortress, these strange guys who suddenly appeared were killing people everywhere. The orc guards who were caught off guard had already been killed by more than a dozen people as they passed through like phantoms.
indivual.
Amidst Dranosh's roar, the tauren warrior patrolling with him, Baine Bloodhoof, who was studying martial arts in Orgrimmar City, gasped and placed the black steam-fired machine gun on his back.
Above the stone, this thing is a weapon bought by the Tauren from the Kingdom of Stromgard. It is very expensive, but very powerful.
The moment Bain aimed at the black shadow in the sky and pulled the trigger, a thunderous roar sounded in the night sky, and the storm of bullets mixed with goliath bullets rushed high into the sky in the dark night. He had never been exposed to anything like this.
The high-level insect warriors with firearms were caught off guard and were hit several times by the storm of bullets that swept across the sky.
The carapace on the bodies of these bug-men, which have evolved towards high-speed movement and assassination, is not strong enough to withstand the bullets of continuous machine guns. However, the powerful vitality possessed by the bug-men allows their bodies to still tremble and sway after being penetrated by bullets.
The wings on the back were hovering with difficulty in the air.
"roar!"
A roar sounded from the darkness behind the insect man. Seizing the opportunity created by Bain, Dranosh held the black battle ax in one hand, stepped on the surrounding walls, and rushed into the low altitude in a few jumps.
Behind the shaking insect man closest to him, the battle ax in the young orc's hand flashed a deadly light in the air.
"puff"
Corrosive green blood spilled everywhere from high in the sky, and the ugly head that resembled a human but was filled with insect-like tentacles was chopped off and smashed to the ground.
"Whoosh, whoosh"
The orc hunters scattered around also began to fight back with longbows, and with the urgent support of the orc warriors, the massacre of more than a dozen dark creatures attacking everywhere was also stopped.
At this moment, Orgrim, the chief of the tribe, rushed out of the hall carrying his heavy war hammer. Behind him, there were envoys who had cheered up. But the moment the chief stepped out of the hall, something hidden in the hall was revealed.
The deadliest hunter in the darkness finally found his target. Amidst the howling wind, a high-level insect-man that was larger than the other bug-men rushed out from his hiding place. The four behind it had a metallic luster.
Its wings roared towards the chief of the tribe...Chaldea behind him.
"careful!"
The Archbishop of Chaldea squinted his eyes. The moment the high-level insect assassin appeared, he shouted and raised his right hand. Golden light burst out from his fingertips. He pushed Orgrim away and
As if sacrificing his life to help, he actively exposed himself to the insect man's sharp blade.
"puff"
The shield of holy light that was hastily put up was not enough to resist the sharp blades of this high-level insect assassin. Chaldea's body felt like it had been slashed by dozens of knives in an instant, and his robes were broken into pieces.
In the meantime, there was still blood escaping from the wound, but it was not fatal.
When the insect assassin saw that it had hit the mission target, it was excited and let out a sharp scream. The blood-stained blade wings on its back rotated, and two insect-like limbs appeared in its hands.
A strange long whip, it wants to follow the orders of the Qiraji's "god" and kill this damn heretic completely.
But in the eyes of others, the blow of this dangerous insect assassin was originally aimed at Orgrim, and the Archbishop of Chaldea was the one who sacrificed his life to rescue him. In front of so many strong men present, this insect
People still want to give another stab to the priest who sacrificed his life to save others.
This is obviously intolerable.
"Bang"
A low gunshot kicked off the counterattack. The special bullet from the master-made firearm in Tanred's hand hit the carapace of the bug-man assassin. In an instant, a small flame explosion was set off, killing the bug-man.
Forced to retreat, he drew out his sword and guarded Chaldea who fell to the ground. In front of him, the orc chief who was pushed away by Chaldea was holding a war hammer. This once powerful warrior's eyes were red at this time.
"On my territory, you hurt my guest!"
Orgrim was holding the heavy Hammer of Destruction with one hand, and the blood-red angry power was wrapped around his body. Coupled with the orcs' natural violent power, in this dark night, Orgrim's body seemed to be swelling.
As if he was moving around in a full circle, he roared and hit the screaming insect assassin in front of him with a hammer, hitting the sharp blade wing swung behind the insect assassin accurately.
Amidst the flying sparks, the insect assassin, who prefers assassination and agility, was knocked back several steps. The strong wings on its back were bent backwards. It was obvious that it had temporarily lost the ability to fly, and those
The orc warriors protecting the war chief rushed in from all directions and surrounded the insect assassin, who was as tall as two people, in front of Grommash Fortress.
In the light of the flames, everyone saw clearly the true face of the attacker...
This is a weird guy. Its body shape is very similar to that of a human, but the twisted green limbs protruding like horns on its shoulders represent its identity. It wears a strange white robe and a white mask.
It looks like a clergyman like a cultist, but the ugly yellow eyes exposed under the mask represent its dark and cunning heart.
And the feet under the legs... those are not feet at all, but disgusting structures similar to insect claws.
This is a monster!
Only a weird civilization like the Qiraji could give birth to such a disgusting monster!
"Bah! Monster!"
Tanred held a sword in one hand and a gun in the other. He looked at the disgusting and dangerous life in front of him. The young warrior eagerly wanted to rush forward to fight, but was stopped by the serious-faced Patriarch Moyana.
"I, recognize it!"
The Patriarch held the wattle cane in her hand. She took a step forward, stared at the monster assassin, and said in a deep voice:
"The Qiraji's lesser war lord...Sharatul! Thousands of years ago, High Priest Manuel and her religious ambassadors died at the hands of you and your assassins, my poor Valstann
My death in battle also has something to do with you. This may be a fateful encounter..."
As she spoke, the patriarch turned to look at the chief beside her and said:
"Can you give it to me? Chief, there is some... grudge between me and it."
"certainly."
Although the war chief wanted to kill the insect assassin who almost killed the human archbishop in his territory and almost caused big trouble for the orcs, since Ms. Moana asked, let her do it.
By the way, you can also take a look at the combat effectiveness of the powerful Druids of the Wither.
Seeing Moyana walk into the battle circle, a trace of contempt flashed in the ugly yellow eyes of the insect sub-lord. It scratched its neck with its insect-like limbs. This malicious move made the battle
Everyone else around the circle couldn't help but tighten their weapons.
Obviously, this insect is very confident in its own fighting ability.
"Thousands of years ago, I was unable to protect you..."
The rich green light wrapped around Moyana's slender body. She stared at the insect lord in front of her and said word by word:
"Thousands of years later, I will personally... avenge you!"
"Buzz"
After a soft sound, everyone around the battle circle took a step back. Even the fearless chief held the war hammer in his hand. In front of them, opposite the insect lord, Moya
What Patriarch Nada transformed into was not the traditional bear, cheetah or wild beast of the druids, but a more terrifying beast.
One is more than 5 meters long, covered with thick carapace and wooden armor. It has two sharp claws that are made of gold and jade, exuding a metallic luster, and a tail spike that is so sharp that it makes people's scalp numb.
