The first one to step out of the portal was Gruul, the Lightforged Dragon Slayer, who was even larger than Tectus.
During the Iron Horde period, Gruul the Dragon Slayer was enslaved, his left hand was cut off by the orcs, and replaced with a furnace hook, and he worked in the Blackstone Foundry.
After receiving the Holy Light, his severed left hand grew back. Because of his pious faith, Velen was canonized as Archbishop and managed a large group of Gronns.
"Let me see who it is? A bunch of little guys."
The golden holy light enveloped Gruul, and he strode forward like a moving mountain.
When he saw Viren, his eyes moved slightly.
The next person who walked out of the portal was the iguana Algorg. He mutated due to swallowing a large amount of magical black stone ore and became the largest iguana in the history of Draenor. This head was terrifying with sharp teeth.
Since the creature believes in the Holy Light, its carapace has become stronger.
"You will all be crushed to death."
Algorg's body curled up into a ball, his luminous scales raised, rolling like a thorny ball.
Gruul the Dragon Slayer targets the Slayer's Boar.
Algorg originally rolled towards the earth element Tectus, but paused when he saw this, and then killed the butcher's other wild boar.
Two huge monsters and two wild boars were fighting inextricably, with no winner or loser.
The ogre butcher blinked his small eyes and looked at the pair of meat-cutting axes in his hands. He seemed to realize something, so he supervised the battle from the side.
"Damn it!"
Durotan is so angry. Gruul and Algorg are obviously coping with the situation. Their loyalty is far from enough and they are unwilling to sacrifice their lives for him.
Tectus, Blankenspo, and Crago surrounded him from three directions. Durotan's face darkened, and the situation was once again in danger.
Three more figures walked out of the Shadow Gate.
The leader was a tall orc with rugged muscles and a ferocious face. He was carrying a golden shield and holding a radiant broad sword, looking around in trance.
The power of golden holy light flowed on the surface of his skin, and his body expanded rapidly, becoming almost the same size as Gruul.
Khadgar in the distance looked surprised and almost interrupted the spell casting.
It turned out to be Garrosh Hellscream, reborn from death under the power of the Holy Light.
Garrosh roared furiously: "I am the warchief of the Horde. I'm back, and you all deserve to die."
Behind Garrosh stood two slender women.
Sylvanas looked at her body of Holy Light. Her face was charming and flawless, even more beautiful than when she was a ranger general, and she couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
The other is Jaina, who always lowers her head, with an unwilling expression on her face. The power of the Holy Light flickers in and out, seemingly very unstable.
"The two of them were also reborn from death?"
Khadgar was secretly surprised and began to understand the true meaning of the Age of Holy Light.
Priests and paladins who accept the teachings of the Holy Light have all heard that the coming of the Kingdom of Heaven symbolizes the final judgment of the Holy Light on a world.
"The time has come when the Holy Light flows over the earth, when dry bones give birth to flesh and blood, when the dead come to life again, when ruined cities spring to life and lost civilizations rise from the ruins.
From now on, there will be no disease, no death, all life will become immortal, and everyone will praise the Holy Light from the heart.
Look, the tall throne has been built, the holy city has arrived, and all living creatures will undergo the final judgment."
Garrosh looked at Durotan condescendingly and sneered:
"A benevolent and kind-hearted orc like me is fortunate to ascend to the Holy Light Heaven and sleep peacefully in the endless holy light. It was you who summoned me to this world? If you are willing to worship in front of me, I will help you deal with these little things.
thing."
Durotan cursed in a low voice: "Idiot, you are just my slave."
"What, I am the chief of the tribe and the leader of the Iron Tribe. No one can enslave me. Orcs will never be slaves."
Before Garrosh finished speaking, Durotan raised his right hand, and a golden light struck his forehead.
After a brief pause, Garrosh's eyes became gentle and he said respectfully:
"Honored Master, I am your most loyal servant. What are your orders?"
"Kill them." Durotan pointed at the three tall figures who came to kill them.
Garrosh took off his shield and protected himself.
No one knows what happened to Garrosh in the Kingdom of Holy Light. At this moment, his actions are very much like a senior paladin.
Krago was the first to rush towards Garrosh, but unexpectedly a golden shield condensed with holy light flew over, and the huge impact knocked Krago backwards.
After Tectus approached Garrosh, he slammed his fists onto the ground.
"Mountain, obey my orders."
Garrosh raised his shield, and his fists condensed with golden light hit Tectus one after another, successfully interrupting his spellcasting.
Countless spore mushrooms appeared at Blankenspo's feet, spreading all the way to Garrosh's feet.
Garrosh put away his broadsword, held his shield tightly with both hands, and blocked all the mushrooms that rushed towards him.
Seeing Garrosh temporarily blocking the attack, Durotan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said to the two women:
"Congratulations on your new life. I don't like to make things difficult for women. I hope you can help me fight off my enemies. This is not an order, but the beginning of our cooperation."
Sylvanas's eyes were sharp, she raised her bow and shot an arrow, bright light overflowed, arrows of holy light fell like raindrops, and all the mushrooms evaporated.
Jaina seemed to be motionless, still lowering her head. A portal leading to the Lightforge Artificial Land appeared beside her.
Khadgar in the distance saw this and knew that Durotan could not be trapped, so he reluctantly stopped casting spells and sighed regretfully:
"Jaina seems to be much stronger than when she was alive, but unfortunately she still sides with the orcs."
This trip was not fruitless. Although I failed to kill Durotan and complete the beheading plan, I at least understood the true meaning of the Age of Holy Light.
"Khadgar, we will meet again soon."
Durotan entered the portal without hesitation.
Immediately afterwards, the dragon slayer Gruul and the iguana Algorg also retreated from the portal.
Garrosh, Sylvanas, and Jaina turned into three balls of golden light and slipped into the portal without leaving a trace.
Khadgar took a deep breath, waved his hand and said: "Retreat, we are not to blame for this failure. Durotan has many trump cards."
An ogre magician said: "Lord Khadgar, Durotan's wife..."
Khadgar waved his hand and said: "This meaningless move will only anger Durotan. Go back. It seems that we have to prepare to defend Highmaul."
Prophet Velen lowered his head, very unwilling to do so.
Durotan could actually summon the dead from the Kingdom of Holy Light. Why didn't he think of it at the beginning, otherwise he wouldn't have ended up in this situation.
Khadgar turned to look at Velen, paused and said:
"If I were you, I should prepare my words. Head of State Margok will definitely ask about everything about the Kingdom of Holy Light."
Viren scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "Although I have dealt with the Legion of Holy Light, I have never seen the Kingdom of Holy Light, and I don't understand why the dead can be reborn."
"Amado" on the side whispered: "Maybe I can clear the head of state's doubts."