Under the bright moonlight, the rolling mountains look like dormant monsters.
Garrosh Hellscream stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the orcs below who were as busy as ants.
Not far away, a tall building stands tall, which is the Dark Door under construction.
Orcs have always been unruly. In the history of the world of Draenor, orcs have been scattered throughout the world in the form of clans and have never been unified.
Now, an irresistible and powerful force has appeared, the Burning Legion.
The first to respond to the Legion's call was Ner'zhul of the Shadowmoon Clan. The draenei's holy land, Karabor Temple, was built in Shadowmoon Valley. The Shadowmoon Clan was under threat from the draenei.
However, it was the Shadow Council led by Gul'dan who was truly reused by the legion and willing to serve as the legion's lackeys. Under the guidance of the legion, the warlocks of the Shadow Council were proficient in using fel powers. They took the trouble to visit the orc clans and ask the chiefs.
Demonstrated the terrifying strength of the Legion.
As a result, most of the orc chiefs chose to surrender.
Garrosh looked intently and saw a figure as big as a hill standing near the Dark Portal under construction, gesturing at the orcs who were working hard to build the Dark Portal.
This is Archimonde's loyal servant, the Lord of the Abyss, Mannoroth. From a distance, Garrosh could clearly hear Mannoroth's violent roar.
At Garrosh's side, Grom successfully transplanted Gronn's heart and became stronger. Hellscream held Gorehowl tightly and said with suspicion:
"Is this the monster I want to kill? Even if I jump up, I can't hit his knees."
From behind, a sarcastic voice came:
"Abyss Lord Mannoroth is Archimonde's adjutant. If he were defeated so easily, the Holy Light Legion would have occupied the planet Argus long ago."
The one who spoke was a fragment of a Naaru half as tall as a man, floating quietly in the air with dim light. It was part of a certain Naaru, a remote communication device. In order not to attract the attention of the Burning Legion, a Naaru used this method.
The method controls everything in the world of Draenor.
"If Mannoroth's defense power is 10,000, the attack power of the orcs is about 11, and the violent state is about 15. You have transplanted the Gronn heart, and the attack power is about 30. Even if you explode this
Even with a heart, your attack power cannot exceed fifty, and you are just tickling Mannoroth."
The Abyss Lords were favored by Sargeras not only because of their evil and violent tempers, but also because they were one of the best races in the universe.
Within the Burning Legion, they were second only to Archimonde and the eredar led by Kil'jaeden.
Garrosh asked: "Although orcs don't want to be slaves, they don't want to die."
The fragment of Naaru buzzed: "Don't worry, you just fight him, I will give enough hints. Mannoroth is very smart, the orcs cannot kill him, but our Holy Light Legion can destroy him physically and mentally. For
To survive, he will definitely be willing to cooperate with you in a play."
Garrosh and Grom went down the mountain and ran towards the orc camp near the Dark Portal.
"Do you believe in the Holy Light?" Grom asked worriedly.
"The Light will not let our death be in vain," Garrosh replied.
Grom was thinking further, his little eyes full of cunning:
"We killed Mannoroth, that is, we made the Shadow Council our enemy. The orc clans came together because they were afraid of the Burning Legion. Now that the link connecting us is gone, the orcs will definitely fall apart again. The Dark Portal has stopped working.
These barbaric guys don’t believe in any ideals or future.”
Garrosh stopped and asked, "Do you think so too?"
Grom shrugged his shoulders and said: "Manoros promised to give us the power of evil. If there is no benefit to the Holy Light Legion, I would rather go back to Nagrand to farm."
Garrosh moved forward again, this time at a much slower pace. The time was not yet ripe. The Legion of Light chose to hide behind the scenes and could not bring any benefits to the orc chiefs.
How does the Iron Horde unite the various clans?
...
"Only the best orcs are qualified to receive the reward of evil power."
The ferocious-looking Gul'dan stood on a high platform, next to a well, slowly flowing out a liquid rich in evil power. They called this the blood of Mannoroth.
Warlocks of the Shadow Council put the blood of Mannoroth into vats.
Although Mannoroth is huge, his blood cannot be supplied to all the orcs in the world of Draenor. In fact, this well was supervised by Mannoroth. There is a complex magic circle inside, which can continuously draw evil energy from the void.
, this green liquid with a fishy smell is very similar to the blood of the abyss lord.
Gul'dan had a disagreement with the chiefs over how to distribute the blood of Mannoroth. Gul'dan believed that all orcs should be treated equally and all orcs should be eligible to take the blood of Mannoroth.
But the chiefs disagree. They believe that this resource should be firmly controlled and turned into a scarce resource to help consolidate power.
In the end, Gul'dan compromised.
The moon is full and the wind is high, which is a good day for the chiefs to take the blood of Mannoroth.
Gul'dan wrapped his cloak around his face and directed the warlocks to carry a large bucket of Mannoroth's blood to the gathering place of the chiefs.
In addition to the Frostwolf clan in Frostfire Ridge, the Thundergod clan whose chief has yet to be decided, and Ner'zhul, who was squeezed out by Gul'dan, the chiefs of other clans in Draenor have arrived.
When Gul'dan entered the meeting place, the chiefs did not stop talking.
The orc clans in Draenor are full of conflicts. Many clans are mortal enemies. Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet. The chiefs of two small clans have already been fighting each other.
Gul'dan ordered the warlocks to separate them. He hit the ground hard with his heavy staff and threatened loudly:
"What the Legion needs is unity. We should put aside our hatred for each other. I won't be polite if there is another time."
"Gul'dan, you are not our leader."
The one who protested was the Blackhand of the Blackstone Clan. Blackhand, who was recognized by Draenor's fire element, didn't care about any evil power and had the confidence to oppose Gul'dan.
Gul'dan's eyes were cold and he said in a low voice:
"Blackhand. Blackhand, don't forget your origins. A humble slave in the Blackstone Mine. What qualifications do you have to roar here?"
Black Hand grinned and retorted:
"Gul'dan, you are just a bastard of unknown origin, a waste who was expelled by your tribe. Why should I trust you?"
Kargath Bladefist, who had the same unknown origin as Gul'dan, glared at Blackhand angrily and protested loudly:
"Blackhand, what's wrong with your unknown parentage? Your father died of exhaustion in the Black Rock Mine when he was less than twenty years old. Your mother only had you later. Do you really know whose father you are?"
Blackhand's old friend Orgrimmar was furious and struck at him with the Doomhammer.
Grom Hellscream, who also had an unknown origin and was affected, stopped working and was fighting with Blackhand.
Kilrogg shouted: "No one can kill me." He also joined the fight.
The venue fell into chaos, with chiefs of large and small clans fighting.
Gul'dan sighed.
Not long after, there was a sound of heavy footsteps. The orc chiefs were like mice meeting a cat. They stopped fighting and stood in a circle obediently.