With a strange crisp sound, the head of the Qiraji sub-war lord Shalatour was torn off from the mutilated body, and the head was thrown at the feet of the war chief, while the venom-paralyzed body was
The giant claws of the huge, ferocious, nightmare scorpion exuding wild power were easily cut into four pieces as its limbs squeaked and Moana's vicious attack was carried out.
The Nightmare Scorpion is the most terrifying of all the scorpions in Kalimdor. The venom it contains is enough to poison a strong Kodo beast in 1 second, and this scorpion is very large.
He is small, very good at hiding himself among rocks, and is also very good at hunting. He has a fierce and violent personality, and is a nightmare that all hunters avoid.
Druids who use the power of nature can theoretically transform into any beast, but few would spend their energy transforming into creatures like poisonous scorpions or spiders. On the one hand, these vicious predator forms do not meet the requirements.
The teachings of the druids, on the other hand, this kind of transformation without the power of the wilderness demigod is more difficult than the traditional cheetah and giant bear.
The relationship between the wilderness demigods and the druids is complicated. They live in the Emerald Dream, the holy land of the druids. They give the druids wild knowledge and use their power to help the druids realize the beast form.
of changes.
But the Withered Ones don’t need these. In other words, the “Seed of Life” that this sect believes in carries the way of nature itself, which is wild and a manifestation of the violent natural power. After accepting the natural power of the Seed of Life, it is enough
Powerful druids can rely on learning and exploration to transform into more powerful forms.
For example, Moyana's poisonous scorpion form at this time, or the werewolf predator form that Wolfwalker Yahuo is studying, or the wild knowledge that the wilderness demigod Agamaggan actively gave to the witherers in gratitude for their efforts, can
Let the druids transform into boar forms with brute strength and impact... In short, the druids of the Blighter have more possibilities than the rigid druids of the Cenarion Circle.
"Buzz"
As the green power of nature surged, Moyana's slender and gentle figure appeared again. With a sad emotion, she half-knelt in front of Sharatul's ugly head, as if praying for something, and so delicate
The female posture made one wonder if the transformation of the violent, terrifying nightmare scorpion that tore the insect lord into pieces within a few minutes was just a dream.
However, the broken earth around her under the ravages of poisonous scorpions proved that this delicate woman had a trembling and crazy side in her heart. She looked at the blood-filled insect head in front of her, and felt a sense of disgust.
Her heart rose, Moyana stood up, and with a slight movement of her fingers, a thick vine appeared from the crack in the ground, wrapping the head and pulling it underground.
From time to time there was a slight sound of bone breaking.
"I'm sorry, everyone."
After doing all this, the Patriarch returned to the crowd. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and nodded to the others:
"I lost my temper."
"I will never dare to make fun of her again..."
Tanred said to himself: "Maybe I can't say dirty jokes anymore... Do I have to thank her for not killing her?"
"The other bug raiders have been killed, Warchief."
The breastplate was still stained with green blood stains and had been corroded with ugly traces. Dranosh, carrying a battle ax on his back, walked up to the warchief and whispered to him:
"The troll witch doctors of Darkspear are dissecting those assassins, but what is certain now is...those are bugs. There is no doubt that the Qiraji specifically chose this moment, probably just to kill you and the messengers.
..catch them all in one fell swoop.”
"They're smart, Warchief."
Patriarch Moyana, whose voice was slightly hoarse, said calmly:
"They are more than just bugs. You have seen it with your own eyes now... Once the Chaldean Bishop dies in the orc city, what will happen to this land? Obviously, this is a premeditated assassination, Warchief,
I’ll just say it straight.”
The Wither Patriarch looked at the orc warriors behind him who were collecting the remains of the dead in battle. During this wave of bug attacks at night, these bugs who were specially sent to carry out the assassination mission were killed in ten minutes.
Nearly 40 orc warriors... fully demonstrated the threat of high-level bugmen, and this was even when their leader was trapped.
"The Chaldean Bishop and I came to Orgrimmar this time to persuade the orcs to join Kalimdor's fight against the Qiraji. Not only that, we also hope that other members of the tribe, trolls and tauren
Humans can also join in. You recently discovered several brewing insect nests in the Barrens, which has proven the Qiraji's strategy..."
Moyana's voice echoed in the darkness and reached everyone's ears. In the bloody night of Orgrimmar City, the Patriarch's voice was very sincere and full of a sense of justice.
Worries that clergy should have:
"Once the battle starts on the front line of Silithus, the Insects will inevitably use their usual tactics to try to open a second battlefield behind us. At that time, regardless of whether the tribe is willing or not, you will still be involved. Instead of passively waiting for others
The Insect Man has accumulated its strength to the limit, why not go out now, open the Beetle Wall, and nip the threat of the Insect Man in the cradle..."
"This is not just a war for the human empire or the Blighter Druids, Warchief, this is a war for the entire continent, or even a war for the entire world."
The chief didn't say much. As the leader of a force, he has seen too many people and things. Such an important matter cannot be decided just by listening to Moyana's words. He will
He handed the warhammer to the guard beside him, and then said in a deep voice:
"What you said makes sense, Patriarch, but you have to understand that the tribe is not mine. I need to discuss it with the chiefs of the orcs, as well as the chiefs of the tauren and trolls... But I can guarantee that,
We will give you an answer before the war in Silithus begins. Also, now that the bugs have invaded Orgrimmar, it will not look good for the orcs to continue to watch like this."
"I heard that the Human Empire has established a front in the Tanaris Desert?"
Orgrim looked at Tanred and asked this question. The young general hesitated for a moment, then nodded:
"Yes, right next to the big rift, we are monitoring the movements of the insect pioneers."
"very good."
Orgrim moved his neck, looked at the wisp of green blood at his feet, and said:
"No matter what the tribe's final decision is, tonight's debt must be settled. I will send a group of Blackrock Clan warriors to Tanaris in the near future... This does not represent the tribe, but only represents my personal wishes.
"
"This should be my personal apology for the attack on Chaldean Archbishop in Orgrimmar... Orcs never forgive those who hurt their friends, although we and humans can hardly be called... friends."
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"I said, Howie, how many do you think these bugs are?"
Corporal Pierce of the Seventh Legion grabbed the low flamethrower and pointed the nozzle of the flamethrower at the stone pillar in front of the strange ground of the big crack. With the support of the crude oil barrel and the fire-breathing equipment behind him, a 5-6 meter long
Flames shot toward the disgusting red carpet in front of him.
The disgusting stuff made by these bugs seems to be a strange nutrient. During the past few weeks of observation, the soldiers stationed here have mastered the reproduction rules of these bugs. They hide huge numbers of eggs in
Around the raised stone pillars, after the bugs hatch, they will jump onto the red carpet and use this thick, semi-solidified liquid to allow the larvae to grow rapidly.
It only takes a short 3 days for a Qiraji worm to grow from hatching to a complete body, while more advanced wing worms and soldier worms need a longer time, but it will not exceed 5 days.
Generally speaking, once a swarm of insects starts to reproduce crazily, it will only take less than half a month for their number to increase more than ten times...that is a sea of insects that is enough to drown everything.
However, after realizing the importance of germ blankets to larvae, the Seventh Legion immediately ordered many flamethrowers from the goblins. Every day, soldiers were armed with such dangerous but extremely lethal devices, and they were constantly clearing them.
In the entire red carpet of the Great Rift Valley, this method has proven to be effective. Under the observation of the mages, the reproduction rate of bugs has obviously dropped a lot in recent weeks.
Of course, the soldiers move very slowly when holding flamethrowers, and it is difficult to escape once they are ambushed by bugs. Therefore, each flamethrower is surrounded by 4-6 soldiers armed with shotguns and assault rifles.
It is a standard tactical team to deal with the insect threat.
Facing Pierce's boring inquiry, Sergeant Howey, who was vigilant with a heavy assault rifle beside him, didn't want to answer at all. It was very boring and very hard to eliminate bacteria under the scorching sun of the desert. He stood in the sun with his armor on his head.
The smell under it was absolutely unpleasant. He felt that all the water in his body was about to evaporate. What Hao Wei wanted to do most now was to finish this damn job quickly, then return to the camp and sleep well under the shade net.
a while.
"This armor is really killing me, Howie, I have to take a day off tomorrow. I feel like my head hurts, my feet hurt, my whole body hurts... Damn it, what disease did I have that made me ask to come here?"
Private First Class Clark, who was next to Pierce, took off his helmet irritably, fanned the wind, and complained about the damn sunshine, the damn desert, and damn everything.
In front of this tactical team, there is an almost endless crack. Qiraji worms have been dormant here for nearly a hundred years. They have turned this desert into an insect nest covered with purple-red horny shell.
How many bugs are hiding under there?
And I heard from the commander that this is just the vanguard of the bugs, and that the bugs’ real base camp is still in the Silithus Desert further south. This is simply a disappointing fact.
"Howie? Howie?"
Clark shouted several times, but saw no response from the captain. He raised his head in embarrassment and saw his captain looking at something with a telescope. Just as Clark was about to speak, he saw Howie put down the telescope and grabbed Pierce's shoulder.
, it is necessary to remove the operating flamethrower.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Pierce still looked confused, while Howey pointed forward and shouted:
"The bugs are coming! Let's go! We can't stay here anymore! Clark, send the signal! Quick! Let the brothers withdraw from the big rift, the bugs are starting to attack!"
In fact, there is no need for telescopes at this time. The soldiers standing at a high place can clearly see that deep in the large crack nearly one kilometer away, the disgusting purple-red cuticle is constantly moving forward. "
"Roll", it was an entire insect army covering the big crack. They were making earth-shattering screams and charging forward along the ground.
Judging from the speed of their charge, in 5-10 minutes at most, the ground that the Seventh Army spent several weeks to clean up will fall into the hands of the insects again, but now, it is no longer time to care about this.
.
"I thought the goblins said this flamethrower had an explosive device?"
Pierce threw the heavy flamethrower on the ground, while Howie nervously searched for the location of the explosive device on the complex machinery behind the flamethrower. This is also the tradition of the goblins. Logically speaking, everything they sell
Things should be able to explode...
"Here! Found it!"
Clark didn't care about complaining anymore. He picked up the nozzle that Pierce had thrown away. After rummaging for a few seconds, he saw a hidden red button. After pressing it hard, several soldiers turned around and ran away. Fortunately, the Seventh Legion
Enough camels were prepared for the frontline soldiers. Four of them jumped on the two camels and swung their whips wildly. The moment they rushed out of the big crack, the moment the bugs rolled over, they were left in place.
The flamethrower exploded.
The crude oil in the tank was also ignited in the explosion, and a burning line several meters long was outlined behind the soldiers, blocking the insects from the flames. Sergeant Howey looked back and saw that the fire was burning on the ground.
The flames could not stop the charging of the insects at all. Under the influence of a certain will, those insect insects, which were originally harmless to humans and animals, became crazy and fearless of death at this moment.
The workers and insects screamed and rushed through the flame line. The blazing flames ignited the first batch of insects that rushed over. However, under the trampling of more and more insects that followed, the flames that ignited the earth disappeared in less than 10 seconds.
, was trampled to death abruptly...
"The fire can't stop them... Damn it! Damn it!"
The evacuating soldiers were completely frightened by the horrific scene. The rolling "sea of insects" behind them was getting closer and closer. The desert where the insects ran was shaken up with gravel, like a rotating storm. Howie and Clark
He kept throwing his explosives towards the swarm of insects behind him. Amidst the continuous roar, the footsteps of those insects seemed not to be blocked at all.
"Howie! I'm going to die... Damn it! I'm going to die! Help me!"
Pierce, the youngest, was so frightened that he cried loudly, but his brave captain could not change the cruel and desperate situation in front of him. As far as he could see, the rolling yellow sand was covered with a sea of screaming insects, just like a deserted desert.
The earth has changed into a new set of "clothes".
The coyotes and lizards lost in the desert were as panicked as the soldiers, but if they were one step behind, the huge and powerful stone-skinned lizard would be torn into bloody bones by the insects in an instant.
"Oh my god...who can...who can come and save us!!!"
