As Kael'thas's spell sounded, the ground of Shattrath City cracked, the sewers burst, and countless filth spewed out.
At this moment, the people of Shattrath are either dead or suffering from sonic pain. Life is worse than death, and no one cares about these.
However, Akama saw clearly that the broken sewer was where the bones of the Magolon clan were buried.
A powerful aura surged out of the corridor.
Momol, the Essence of Sound, stopped whistling and stared down at the damaged cracks, thoughtfully.
A sigh came.
"How many years has it been? What's going on? The world of Draenor has been torn to pieces by you. The Burning Legion and the Legion of Light are coming one after another. Damn Draenei, this is all your crime. You are doing it for Germany.
Rano brings bad luck."
The earth cracked open, huge black claws stretched out from the ground, and there was a strong smell of death.
"Magron, Gronn, one-eyed demon, ogre, Draenor's flesh and blood life, are all my children. Who secretly interfered with evolution, orcs, what is going on? Why is there such evil?
Creatures? They were responsible for the fall of Draenor, and I refuse to acknowledge them."
A billowing breath of death emerged from the gap, and a huge Magolon appeared in front of Momol.
If you look closely, you will see that this Magolon is made up of countless bones. In its black eye sockets, two scarlet eyes look around.
"Thank you, Kael'thas, for helping me return from the abyss of death and take one last look at the world. In return, I will help you deal with this sonic monster."
"Who is this guy?" Khadgar asked in a low voice.
Akama stared at Magalon, which was made of dark bones: "I have investigated the ancient history of the world of Draenor. Sargeras' adjutant Aggramar once visited Draenor and gave life to the highest mountain in Draenor.
, built into a guardian, named Grond, to deal with the evil group of ancient robes."
There are two routes to life development in the world of Draenor.
One is a spore group formed by the original spirit of life, which has degenerated into the current primitive thorn beasts, wood spirits, spore people, magic pod people and other plant life.
The other route is the flesh-and-blood creatures developed by Grond created by Aggramar. Magron, Gronn, one-eyed demon, ogre, orc, etc. are all his descendants.
"Kael'thas actually summoned the soul of Grond." Khadgar frowned.
According to historical records, Kael'thas colluded with the Burning Legion, which has now been proven to be a lie.
Now it seems that what Kael'thas is really colluding with is the more mysterious Shadow Kingdom.
Akama became increasingly jealous, and Kael'thas gradually became enigmatic.
Momoor smiled contemptuously and said: "Gronde, you are just a low-level life form created by Titan, and I am the origin life form when Chaos first opened. Although this is just a clone, it is by no means something that you, a weak person, can defeat. Hand me over to you."
energy and soul.”
Grond made a rumble:
"Yes, I am not as good as you on the level of life, but death has taught me a lot. I am the guardian of Draenor, past and present."
Grond's hands drew a slit in the air, revealing the dark void world.
"Do you dare to fight me in the void?"
Momoor said coldly: "You are not overestimating your capabilities. If you are in Draenor, your home world, and you have the Throne of Elements as your backing, I will be afraid of you. In the void world, we are equal, and you will lose."
"
As soon as he finished speaking, Momol entered the void rift, followed by Grond.
These two huge beings finally left. Shattrath City was left devastated, and more than half of the people died.
Lor'themar stood up, flicked the dust off his body, and regained his proud expression.
Liadrin held the sword tightly and glared fiercely at Thrall not far away.
The angry Liadrin did not lose her mind. She could only stare at Thrall a few times and did not dare to make any unnecessary moves.
Kael'thas recovered the fastest and shook his finger at Thrall.
Thrall felt that his body was light and airy, and he flew into the air uncontrollably at the slightest movement. The harder he struggled, the faster he flew.
This was Kael'thas's favorite magic, which could super-control gravity. Seeing that Thrall was about to fall into Kael'thas' hands, Lor'themar became anxious.
"Kael'thas, let go of the great savior. Do you want to destroy Azeroth and Outland?" Lor'themar said loudly.
"Idiot, you almost died under Thrall's conspiracy." Kael'thas gritted his teeth with hatred and greeted Thrall with death rays from hell.
Although Thrall was wearing Orgrimmar's battle armor, he was unable to block the death light of hell, and his flesh and blood suddenly became bloody and dripping with blood.
"Spare me, I am willing to surrender, I don't want to die!" Sal begged with tears in his eyes.
Lor'themar gritted his teeth and said, "Kael'thas, if anything happens to the great savior Thrall, I will kill all the blood elves in Silvermoon City and burn the city to the ground."
"Do you think threats are useful to me?" Kael'thas looked at him with pity: "I have already lost confidence in the blood elves of Silvermoon City. When the time is right, the fallen tribesmen will be resurrected from the kingdom of death.
The blood elves become history, and the high elves return to Azeroth."
"No, you can't do this." Lor'themar suddenly lost his composure.
Liadrin looked at Kael'thas in horror: "Prince, have you defected to the Kingdom of Shadows?"
Kael'thas nodded helplessly: "I have learned a lot. Without a backer, I can only be slaughtered by others. Look, this is the only way to save the high elves."
Thrall was beaten to death by the light of hell, and his body was shattered. Suddenly, the golden holy light came and protected Thrall.
It is Naru'adal, who has broken free from the seal of Kael'thas.
Kael'thas understood that the operation had failed and that it was impossible to kill Thrall with A'dal around.
"Lor'themar, Thrall, I will definitely come back to collect blood debt from you."
With that said, Kael'thas and the Storm Fortress generals left Shattrath City.
Adal floated quietly in the air and did not catch up.
With Adal's strength, Kael'thas and his team could have been retained, but because Kael'thas had defected to Shadow Kingdom, he had several powerful trump cards.
Adal was about to pay a heavy price, and was later broken into pieces by the orcs, ground into powder, and eaten bit by bit by Thrall.
Having clearly foreseen his future, Adal felt depressed and announced after a long while:
"Thanks to the Holy Light, Shattrath City has been saved again."
The surviving people cheered again, praising Adal and the savior Thrall in unison.
The common people's memory is less than seven seconds, and they quickly forget Thrall's conspiracy to destroy Shattrath in public.
Hellfire Citadel, Magtheridon Lair.
Magtheridon slowly opened his eyes, and at his feet stood Kargath with a concerned look on his face.
"I saw it." Magtheridon said in a low voice: "As I expected, Adal used Akama to bring something against me."
"I'm going to take off Akama's head." Kargas roared angrily after his old friend for many years betrayed him.
"Don't worry, we can use the trick." Magtheridon smiled easily: "You harvest the flesh, blood and souls of a hundred thousand adventurers, and I will gain freedom without telling Illidan."