Medivh yelled loudly, and then he noticed Thrall's eyes.
Something is wrong.
Those are not eyes belonging to living things.
Life is complicated.
Cruel, ruthless, and capricious like Sal, he can also be cowardly, timid, and fearful.
But these eyes were different. There was only pure destruction and killing. Medivh had only seen it in the eyes of high-level demons, emotionless killing machines.
Medivh began to understand that someone had stripped out Thrall's cruel side, suppressed other emotions, and lost all restraints. At this moment, he was an out-and-out devil.
Of course, it is not easy to achieve this. Only specific goals can be achieved, and if you switch to other orcs, the effect will be greatly reduced, and you may even have a mental breakdown.
Compared to pure evil, there are not many in this world that can rival Thrall. Medivh quickly thought of another orc, Garrosh Hellscream.
"not good!"
Medivh was so smart that he turned around and ran away.
The huge mass of flesh in the air kept squirming, like a demon's heart, beating slowly. Gul'dan and Orgrim below let out a scream at the same time, their bodies uncontrollable, and they were swallowed by the flesh and blood that gave birth to them.
A cold and ruthless voice came, it was Garrosh:
"Thall, do you think I am unprepared? Today, 200,000 orcs from Orgrimmar have gathered in this arena. This is a trap prepared for you."
boom!
The mass of flesh in the air trembled. Except for dozens of senior generals and a few Kor'kron elites, the remaining orcs involuntarily flew into the air and merged with the mass of flesh and blood.
The mass of flesh swallowed up 200,000 orcs and expanded rapidly.
The giant Thrall said cruelly:
"Garrosh, don't waste your efforts. I received a gift in the maelstrom and controlled a large amount of water elements. But you have nothing, so you fight me with just a pile of rotten flesh."
Garrosh responded calmly: "What do you think that is?"
A harsh whistling sound came, and then turned into a huge roar.
Thrall hurriedly raised his head and saw a meteor falling from the sky. The meteor was dragging its long tail and was approaching Orgrimmar.
The giant Thrall hurriedly avoided, and the meteor penetrated into the mass of flesh.
Robbie was secretly surprised. This extraterrestrial meteor was not made of material, but a collection of fire elements. It was slightly different from the fire elements in this world. It was also incredible that it could successfully pass through the Titan shield that enveloped Azeroth.
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The flesh and blood burst open, and a huge orc stood in the arena that was on the verge of destruction. He was about the same height as the gigantic Thrall, and his ferocious face was that of Garrosh. The flames were burning like a piece of red-hot carbon.
A creature that is a fusion of flesh and fire.
"This is arrival," Robbie whispered.
Vanessa looked confused, and Robbie explained in a low voice:
"I have seen in the 10,000-year-old Azshara Palace Notes that the creatures in the void are too powerful. If their true form comes to Azeroth, it will cause the destruction of the entire world, so they will divide some of their power.
, descend into the body of the designated spokesperson.”
Vanessa stared at the huge, blazing Garrosh, and Thrall, who was composed of pure water power in the air. She nodded slightly and said: "So, Thrall got the guidance of the person behind the scenes and enslaved a large number of water elements.
Not to be outdone, a force came directly to Garrosh in order to compete for the dominance of Azeroth."
Robbie looked bitter and said worriedly: "I don't know if Azeroth has been targeted by some terrible mysterious entity, using the representatives Thrall and Garrosh to fight for hegemony."
The giant Garrosh smiled faintly, and a pair of huge flame wings rose behind him, slowly rising into the air. Pure Water Thrall snorted coldly:
"Water can extinguish fire, but you will lose this battle."
Thrall stepped onto the sea in one step, and a large amount of seawater gathered around him, forming a huge wave several thousand meters high. Thrall carried the huge wave towards Garrosh.
Looking at this terrifying scene, Robbie murmured and explained: "Descending will not only bring terrifying power, but also gain some combat wisdom and a lot of knowledge."
Just as Robbie said, Garrosh was not as reckless as before and flew back calmly. Thrall carried the huge waves and chased him along the coastline. Garrosh flew to the barren land and found a place.
Weak crust.
There are a large number of orcs living in the Barrens. The orcs have a strict hierarchy. The respectable orcs live in Orgrimmar. The Barrens are just ordinary civilians.
Garrosh flew through the air and set fire to countless orc houses. Orc civilians howled and screamed and fled from their homes. Countless civilians were buried in the flames.
But the disaster was not over. Thrall landed in the Barrens, and the endless sea water overflowed the ground. The orcs who managed to escape the sea of fire were shattered into pieces under the impact of the waves. All traces were erased by the sea water, as if they had never existed.
Same.
The place Garrosh chose was a large orc gathering place, but he did not hesitate at all and fell to the ground like a meteor. The gathering place was ignited in an instant, and countless civilian orcs were burned to ashes.
The ground shook, and a deep ravine appeared, like an ugly scar.
A large amount of lava spewed out. Garrosh was bathed in the lava and rushed towards Thrall. Thrall saw the terrible lava from a distance, and billowing cold air came out of his body. The huge waves were frozen into icebergs. Thrall pushed
Icebergs and lava collide.
Robbie frowned and whispered: "Although Thrall is a shaman, he shouldn't be so skilled in magic. It seems that the people behind the scenes have also given him some knowledge and combat skills."
Without any bells and whistles, Garrosh and Thrall were fighting in the most direct way. With collisions again and again, the battle between the two completely changed the landscape of the Barrens, smashing and cutting the entire area in half.
Named the Northern Barrens and the Southern Barrens.
A large number of creatures in the Barrens are coming to an end. A few survivors fled to safety and looked at the battle in the sky in horror.
The collision of icebergs and lava produced a large amount of water vapor, and heavy rain soon poured down in the Barrens, but Thrall and Garrosh could occasionally be seen.
"That's the great savior Thrall!" a tauren said in horror.
Not long after Garrosh ascended to the position of warchief, his control over the Barrens was not enough, and the people did not lose their support for Thrall.
"Thall must be fighting to save Azeroth." An orc who had just lost his family and his right arm was moved to tears.
"Why does Thrall's opponent look more and more like Warchief Garrosh?" a troll said in confusion. He had just lost his farm and family.
An orc veteran shook his head and said: "The great warchief Garrosh is benevolent. He fights to save Azeroth like the savior Thrall. There must be something hidden in it."
The survivors talked a lot and expressed their opinions. Although Thrall and Garrosh destroyed their homes and slaughtered their families, no one dared to complain.
Worship and admiration will disappear over time, and only fear will remain in my heart forever.