All the Mag'har orcs were killed, and Gerkan Bloodfist breathed a sigh of relief. All that was left was to make up stories. There was no doubt that this was another glorious and great victory.
After Adal escaped, Kazak and Doomwalker covered each other and retreated at the same time with a tacit understanding.
If Mulu joins Rukhma's camp, the two sides will be evenly matched and it will be difficult to tell the winner.
The Burning Legion has no obligation to fight for Adal.
Rukhmar also stopped and did not pursue him. Kazzak opened the legion portal and evacuated with Doomwalker.
All that remains is Seth, the wind serpent god.
"Haha, you won again." Sai Tai made a vicious voice: "But do you think this is over? The Legion of Holy Light has given me an even more vicious curse. If I die, you will have to bear even more terrible consequences than before.
A hundred times the curse, life after life, I can never get rid of it."
"Saitai!" Rukhma looked at him with pity:
"You are no longer of use. The Holy Light Legion has abandoned you. Look back and see what you look like now. This is not a gift, but a curse."
Sai Tai flapped his wings, and a large amount of minced meat fell off, like a light rain.
"Yes, the last time I failed, I knew that I was being used by the Holy Light, but I hate you, I hate that you are so sensible and make me appear to be a fool, a fool, and my hatred turned into a huge curse. This time, full of
The blood of the curse will be spread all over the Arak Peaks, and no one can escape."
"Oops!"
Rukhmar breathed out large sheets of glorious flames, trying to burn up Seth's remaining body.
Seth laughed crazily, his body showing an irregular state, like some kind of terrifying aberration.
Flesh and blood fell on the ground and scurried around like living creatures. When rocks, sand, and vegetation came into contact with these flesh and blood, they all came alive and turned into flesh and blood creatures.
"Is this a curse of flesh and blood?" Krasus said in surprise.
The curse of flesh and blood in Azeroth is a long process that lasts for tens of thousands of years before the mechanical creatures made by the Titans become flesh and blood.
But Seth's "curse of flesh and blood" was extremely crazy, and before long, the entire Sethek Valley had been transformed into flesh.
The entropy demon Mulu slowly descends? Try to touch the spreading flesh.
Mulu's dark domain was immediately eroded, showed signs of becoming flesh, and hurriedly flew into the air, abandoning part of the domain and escaping.
Robbie said solemnly: "Ten thousand years ago? There was such a record in the library of the upper elf. The power of the moon god fell to the ground? So, the mountains grew arms? He raised his middle finger to the sky, and the rift valley grew.
Full of teeth? Learned to breathe, I guess the Legion of Light is experimenting with Sethai."
Anzu shoots out masses of black feathers in an attempt to wipe out the flesh and blood of the Sethekk Valley.
The terrible thing is that when his feathers came into contact with the cursed flesh and blood, they were immediately contaminated and turned into flesh.
The glorious flames of Rukhmar burned the valley of flesh and blood, and the burnt smell made people sick, but the speed of turning into flesh was too fast.
Ansu stepped back in surprise. His flesh and blood spread and chased after him. Rukhma grabbed Ansu's body and flew into the sky.
"Give up, we can't do anything about this curse." Rukma looked at the Arak Peaks below with distress.
When Ner'zhul caused the big explosion, Anzu and Rukhmar teamed up to protect the Arak Peaks.
Among them, Ansu contributed the most. With the help of friends from the Shadow Realm, he banished the Arak Forest between the Material Realm and the Shadow Realm.
"Is there really nothing we can do?" Ansu muttered to himself.
Rukhma shook his head: "This curse is beyond our imagination, and I doubt that the Legion of Light can control it."
"Hurry, retreat quickly."
Vol'jin ignored the search for the Eye of Anzu and ordered a retreat.
The rapidly spreading flesh and blood made Archmage Romans show his keen interest.
Reason told him that he could not be driven by curiosity at this moment and hurriedly opened the portal to Shattrath City.
Vol'jin, Cairn Bloodhoof, Gerkan Bloodfist, Rommath and the blood elf mages of Silvermoon City all entered the portal to escape.
Grivolta did not teleport Shattrath along with him, but took out a green hearthstone.
The innkeeper's daughter.
"Don't doubt the innkeeper's daughter's love for you. Even though you can't see her, she is equally warm to every guest."
After turning on the runes on the hearthstone, Grivolta disappeared.
Terokk flapped his wings and shook his head with a wry smile. He had a chance to escape with Rukhmar, but in the end he chose to give up.
If the Arak Peaks were destroyed and the foundation of the arakkoa people was broken, what would be the point of living.
Terok landed on a nearby mountain peak. Feeling tired, he found a cave and fell asleep, waiting for the curse of flesh and blood to arrive.
Robbie raised his head and saw that Rukhma was flying higher and higher and had disappeared. He murmured:
"Everyone has finally left, and now it's my turn."
Robbie threw the pieces of Luna's Hand into the fleshy Sethekk Valley.
In the valley, Sethai's frightened screams could be heard:
"What is this? Damn it, take it away quickly and save me."
The transformation of flesh and blood in the Sethek Valley stopped. In the blink of an eye, as if a thousand years had passed, the flesh and blood rotted, deteriorated, and finally turned into dust again.
Robbie and Crassus entered Sethek Valley. Seth, the wind snake god, turned into a stone statue with clear and lifelike features, looking at the sky unwillingly.
Many years ago, Setai looked up at Rukhma soaring in the clouds and looked at his short wings, which made it difficult for him to fly to the top of the mountain.
Jealousy made him lose his mind, and he was used by the Holy Light, causing countless tragedies.
In the middle of the valley, Robbie found the fragment of the Hand of Luna.
It's twice as big as before.
Vol'jin, Cairn, Bloodhoof and others teleported to Shattrath City and were treated like heroes.
The people of Shattrath City decorated with lanterns and streamers to welcome the hero's triumphant return.
This is a grand ceremony that Gerkan Bloodfist prepared in advance before the Mag'har orcs set off.
Vol'jin was not in the mood to participate in this false celebration, so he took Cairn, Bloodhoof, Rommath and others to stay at the most luxurious Astrologer's Inn in Shattrath City.
"We failed to obtain the Eye of Anzu. We failed to live up to the expectations of the great savior Thrall." Vol'jin looked at everyone seriously: "You must make an idea."
Rommath shook his head helplessly and said: "Arak Peak Forest has been swallowed up by the curse of flesh and blood, and I'm afraid the Eye of Anzu will not escape the disaster."
"I have an idea." A blood elf mage under Rommath suggested: "Does Thrall know what the Eye of Anzu looks like?"
Kane jumped up in fright: "What did you say? Are you going to make a fake Eye of Anzu to deceive the great savior Thrall? This is betrayal and equal to the destruction of Azeroth."
Wo'jin raised his head, stopped the impulsive Kane, and thought for a while:
"This might not be a bad idea. We have to prepare for the worst."
Rommath lowered his voice and said, "Although Thrall doesn't know what the Eye of Anzu looks like, it's very difficult to hide it from Eitrigg."
Vol'jin curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Etrigg is insignificant. He will only rely on professionals. As long as we find better experts, we will be able to hide it from him."
"Who is the best counterfeiter in Shattrath City?" Rommath asked.
"Griffota." someone answered.
Upon hearing this name, Wo'jin gritted his teeth in anger and cursed in a low voice: