"Successful." Margok secretly rejoiced, almost shouting with joy.
Antonidas looked gloomy, it was too smooth, Naru was not so easy to kill.
Just as Antonidas expected, a crisp sound came out, and a smaller Naaru broke into pieces, giving up his life without hesitation.
With the sacrifice of this Naaru, the light rain in the sky flowed backwards and regrouped into a cube structure, leaving Lighthunter Cooper intact.
"Is this Draenor's welcome ceremony for me? It's very interesting." Light Hunter Cooper said with a contemptuous smile.
Margok's heart sank. Fortunately, the attack was not over yet.
A golden rune suddenly appeared, as big as a cleft-hoofed ox, with its tail burning in red flames.
Unlike the previous sudden attack, Light Hunter Cooper was prepared and surrounded by layers of golden shields.
Unexpectedly, the golden runes spread their wings and stuck to Cooper's body like brown candy, and the red flames ignited the holy light.
Light Hunter Cooper shed a layer of his body, trying to get rid of the entanglement of the runes, but unfortunately it didn't work, and the runes attached to his body again.
"If you want to challenge Naaru, you are not worthy."
Cooper burst out with unimaginable light, and almost everyone's eyesight went dark and they were unable to see for a short time.
When his eyesight returned, the golden rune had burned out.
Margok was not in a hurry. This rune represented the highest achievement of the Ogre Empire, but its goal was only to consume Naaru's energy.
After a long journey through the stars, Naaru's energy was exhausted. I believe this should be Cooper's last reserve, and the next step is to kill him.
The sky suddenly darkened, with overcast clouds covering the sky of Nagrand. Even the vertical pillar of holy light was affected and temporarily cut off.
The five Naaru surrounding Cooper made an uneasy buzzing sound, but only Cooper could not see his expression.
In the dark clouds, a huge gray-white arm stretched out and punched Cooper hard.
The arm seems to be made of rock, with countless cracks on the surface, as if it has experienced tens of thousands of years of wind and rain, and the fist is covered with a layer of purple light, with an aura that destroys everything.
The world of Draenor hides the secrets of the Titans. The Gorian Ogre Empire's ability to defeat the arakkoa and become the master of this world is related to their discovery of the secrets of the Titans.
There is a secret ruin beneath Highmaul in Nagrand, and the Ogre Empire has excavated it many times.
This arm, which may be a Titan's, is the most important relic in the ruins. In order to turn it into a weapon, the ogres paid a heavy price.
Cooper was obviously panicked and struggled to escape. However, there was a certain rule on the arm. Cooper would become a target no matter how he avoided it, so he could only muster his last strength to continue.
"Bang!"
With a not-so-loud collision, Nalukubo was shattered by a punch. This time, it no longer shattered into a rain of fire. Countless golden ghosts shot out and flew in all directions at high speed.
No one could survive this terrible blow, and all the five Naaru who followed Cooper were shattered.
However, this last blow also consumed the last strength of the rock arm and turned it into dust.
There was silence in all directions of the pyramid, and the old and new light-forged orcs who were kneeling couldn't help but raise their heads. Could the Naaru who had descended be destroyed like this?
Many people couldn't believe their eyes. As the dark clouds in the sky dispersed and the sun filled the earth, Naru had disappeared without a trace.
Of course, the head of state, Margok, would not admit to killing the descending Naaru. He shrugged and gave a loud speech:
"Unfortunately, our respected Naaru was attacked by a sneak attack. This shameless crime must come from the Burning Legion. The Holy Light protects us and gives us hope. I vow to avenge the Naaru. Let us remember today's hatred and fight for
Fight for the Holy Light."
Margok held his head high, ready to receive the cheers of the crowd.
Unexpectedly, the scene was completely silent. After a short silence, they saw countless light-cast orcs falling to the ground. Dots of light flew out from their heads and condensed into one over the pyramid. The familiar
The praises rang out again, and Light Hunter Cooper appeared in front of everyone with his six subordinates unscathed.
Margok was stunned and could hardly believe his eyes. Desperation surged into his heart, and he could only shout helplessly:
"Praise to the Holy Light."
The resurrection of Lighthunter Cooper and his followers cost the lives of more than 300,000 lightforged orcs.
"You don't understand the power of the Holy Light at all, you are a bunch of insignificant and pitiful people."
The continuous attacks angered Light Hunter Cooper, who made no secret of his contempt for the world of Draenor:
"I am very dissatisfied with the welcome ceremony. You have offended a Naaru. I swear, I will make you pay the price."
There was a strange buzzing sound, and a floating island suddenly appeared near the pyramid.
If you look closely at the floating island, you will see that it is made of countless black bones and is covered with the flags of the Thunder God Clan.
Mar'gok was frightened for a moment when he saw it. Durotan must have dismantled Gromgar's bones. That was the home of the Thunder God clan.
Different from the secretiveness of the head of state, Margok, Durotan's figure appeared above the floating island, and it seemed that he was planning to make a desperate move.
In the Holy Light's Hope Chapel, Aman'Thul opened his eyes and teleported to the vicinity of Orgrimmar's Eternal Flesh.
At this moment, Orgrimmar has been occupied by the light-forged quilboars led by Garrosh, who are cutting up the Eternal Flesh without any scruples. The two-headed Velen has endured this for a long time.
A deceitful voice sounded in Velen's ears, with irresistible majesty:
"Get up, the time has come. Naaru has come to the world of Dranu. If you can successfully devour him, you will become a true god."
"I can't wait."
The two-headed Velen violently released his mental power, and countless tentacles stretched out from the huge body of the Eternal Flesh.
When the light-forged quilboars surrounding the Eternal Flesh saw this, they all ran away in fear. Before the two-headed Velen could argue with them, the tentacles wrapped around his body, forming a golden cocoon.
The shedding speed of the cocoon was very fast. In less than a quarter of an hour, a large number of golden carapace fell off, and a huge faceless man broke out of the shell.
The Faceless Man waved his limbs, and a portal appeared in front of him, leading to the Plague Land.
Plaguelands, Cowling Crossing.
After replacing Fording as the Eternal Flesh, Lucas endured the pain of cutting day and night, his soul was torn apart countless times, and was pieced back together again, leaving it extremely damaged.
The Faceless Man crossed the portal and appeared near the Lucas Eternal Flesh Man. His arms as sharp as pliers stabbed in from the back.
Lucas felt the world spin for a while, and a large amount of flesh and blood was sucked into the body by the faceless man.
The faceless man let out a hearty laugh, a large number of golden carapace appeared on his body, and a pair of huge bone wings sprouted from his back.
The head moved to the right shoulder, and the left shoulder squirmed, growing a new head.
Aman'Thul nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, Velen, the strength of this mutated faceless man has been infinitely close to that of the ancient gods. Go ahead and devour Naaru and become a true god."
Interestingly, Lucas is not dead. There is a thick layer of hair between the two heads of the Faceless Man, with a sarcoma-like protrusion, a nose and eyes.