Two hundred and ninety-five chapters: who is the great chief one
The person who cast the spell was Thrall's wife, Agna. This young female orc looked attentive as she used Lava Explosion on Thrall.
Thrall quickly planted a foundation totem on the ground, deflecting the damage from the lava explosion.
"Agna, are you going to betray me?" Thrall said angrily.
"I've had enough of you, Thrall, Medivh is gone, and no one will support you anymore." Agna gathered the power of lightning in her hands: "I am finally free, and I don't have to listen to your nagging every day.
How I defeated Deathwing, how I fooled the feeble-minded King Varian, without having to serve you in that disgusting way."
"Go to hell, you disgusting slug, earthworm that can't get hard." Agna's body was wrapped in a whirlwind, and a bolt of lightning struck Thrall like a poisonous snake.
After losing Medivh as his backer, Thrall thought that some betrayal would happen, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.
Thrall raised his hand slightly, and the elements obeyed his call. The lightning returned to Agna's hand. A burning smell came. Agna was injured. When it comes to the operation of elements, Thrall is of course stronger.
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"I have long wanted to find a young and beautiful wife, and you gave me a good opportunity, Agna."
Thrall growled and made a gesture, lava and lightning gathered in his hands. He felt that he had taken control of the situation, looked at the injured Saurfang and Agnar, and laughed:
"How ridiculous. An orc veteran who has long lost his combat effectiveness, a fledgling female orc who is still in his infancy, wants to challenge the authority of the great savior. You will pay the price for your stupidity."
"What if you add me?"
A low and powerful voice came, full of energy, and a strong and young orc, Garrosh Hellscream, walked out of the shadows. His ferocious muscles were full of explosive power, carrying the blood of Hellscream's family heirloom battle ax.
Roaring, the sharp fangs pointed outwards, glaring at Thrall.
Garrosh wears the Demon Fang Pauldron, which symbolizes the glory of the orcs, and Orgrimmar's black armor, one of Thrall's collections. His steps are steady and powerful, full of confidence.
Thrall's expression froze instantly. Garrosh was a pure orc warrior, stronger and more powerful than Thrall. Thrall stared at the familiar black armor with wide eyes, knowing clearly that it was Agna's work, and shook his head.
He shook his head and said:
"Oh, no, that's not fair."
"There is never any fairness, Sal, today you have to pay for your crimes."
Garrosh jumped up, raising his battle ax with both hands like his father and leaping high. His young body was like a strong beast. His movements may be a little reckless, but his flexible body made up for this flaw.
Thrall tried his best to dodge, and finally managed to avoid this series of attacks. Garrosh laughed at Thrall's cowardice and incompetence: "Why, great savior, you can't resist the attack of a sinner like me? Or is it your strength?
It’s not worth mentioning at all.”
"Garrosh, don't force me. You don't understand the true power at all. Do you know why the Alliance dare not kill you? Because Varian is a coward. He is afraid of my power. I protected you."
Life is never fair.
A small soldier on the battlefield kills when he is told, and no one cares about what he has done.
Garrosh Hellscream, the executioner stained with the blood of the Alliance, but King Varian did not dare to kill him. How could he talk about judgment in such a high-sounding manner!
Just like when the orcs destroyed the Kingdom of Stormwind, King Varian did not dare to do anything to the orcs.
The power of the elements condensed in Thrall's hands: "In the face of the great power of the elements, your brute strength is nothing." A strong wind blew up Garrosh, and he spun in the air, with his feet in the air, hurriedly flying.
shouted:
"Agna."
Thrall's elemental power is very powerful, and the two have already divided their labor. Garrosh resists Thrall head-on, and Agna interferes with Thrall's spellcasting. Upon hearing Garrosh's cry, Agna immediately summoned
Two ghost wolves.
The ghost wolf pounced on Thrall fiercely, but Thrall's expression remained unchanged.
"Go to hell, stupid woman." Thrall spat: "Don't you know that the elemental power of Azeroth is all based on my orders? The only Fire King who dared to resist has been defiled by me to destroy the world.
The crime was eliminated."
Thrall gathered the power of the elements and cast a spell on the ghost wolves, trying to control them.
Contrary to Thrall's expectations, the two ghost wolves were not controlled by him and continued to attack Thrall.
"It turned out to be a bloody and violent ghost wolf cultivated with his own blood. It seems that you also know how to disguise yourself, which is interesting." Thrall didn't care, and he stretched out his right hand in the direction of Agna.
Boom! Boom!
Countless thunder and lightning gathered together and turned into a huge ghost wolf with nine heads and huge wings, which easily tore apart Agna's ghost wolf.
"This is Storm Wolf King Grithius." When Garrosh saw this scene, his face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly shouted: "Agna, quickly, use the power of the dark shaman."
Agna hurriedly took out an obsidian disk. The rich power of darkness caused the surrounding elements to scream. The elemental powers were so frightened that they fled in all directions.
In the decisive battle against Orgrimmar, Garrosh used the power of the dark shaman to torture those poor elements so that they would no longer obey Thrall's orders, stripping away the power of the elements that Thrall relied on most.
Without the support of the power of the elements, Storm Wolf King Grisius could not maintain his strength and dissipated unwillingly. Thrall was half kneeling on the ground, seemingly in a state of malaise, and he was breathing heavily.
Garrosh looked at the poor orc and laughed:
"Again, you are a weakling. Without elemental power, you can accomplish nothing. Now you are the only one left."
Thrall said nothing, just raised his head and glared at Garrosh.
Garrosh simply threw away Gorehowl, grabbed Thrall by the collar, and punched him in the face again and again. He only hit Thrall with a bruised nose and face, broken fangs, and blood flowing freely all over Thrall's face.
Staring at Garrosh stubbornly.
"You have failed me, Garrosh, and you are the sinner of the orcs." Thrall spat a mouthful of blood on Garrosh's face.
"I would really like to hear the last words of the great savior." Garrosh smiled grimly.
Thrall raised his blood-red eyes, and his deep voice carried some kind of magic, like the whisper of the ancient god:
"Back then, I removed the last obstacle, Deathwing, and took control of the Ring of Earth. I will use the power of earth, fire, water, and wind in Azeroth to repair the broken Draenor. I will hand over the position of chief to you.
All you have to do is put on a show, talk about so-called peace, and hide it from the stupid alliance, Ai
Xerath is about to be destroyed, and our world is reborn. But what have you done? I warned you, you can destroy Theramore, but don’t touch that woman Jaina. Not only did you not listen to the advice, you also allowed her to escape.
Now, I have to stop saving the world and come back to wipe your ass."
"My plan was discovered. That crazy woman pretending to be Jaina was always staring at Orgrimmar. My chances of saving the world were destroyed again and again. It was you, you stupid orc with a head full of muscles, who obviously
There is a better way, you must build the Iron Horde,
As a result, someone took advantage of it. Fortunately, Varian, who is always stupid, actually listened to our instigation to fight the mogu and mantid, wiped out the forces that might have become allies of the Alliance, and cut off his own limbs. It was extremely stupid. Otherwise, we
The great cause has been ruined by you."
"Haha, you are worthy of being called the savior Thrall. That's so well said."
Garrosh punched Thrall hard in the face, watching him spit out half of his teeth and reveal a cheerful smile:
"Hehehe, don't think that I don't know your plan. You are just using me. After you complete the feat of saving the world, you will throw me away like a rag and step on me a few times.
, I don’t want to sit still and wait for death, everything I do is just to protect myself, nothing more.”
Garrosh threw Thrall to the ground and crushed his thigh bone with one foot. Seeing Thrall struggling but unable to stand up, he laughed happily and ferociously:
"Sal, do you know? I can never forgive you for everything you did to my father. You keep talking about saving the world, but I know you best. All your plans are just for yourself and our world.
Although you can be saved, you also control the power of earth, fire, water and wind. You will surely ascend to the throne of the elements. Not only will you be the eternal warchief of the orcs, but you will also become the god of Draenor."
Garrosh jumped high and stepped on Thrall's body continuously. Hearing the sound of bones breaking was like the most beautiful song. It reminded him of listening to the breeze blowing through the grass in Nagrand.
of leisure time.
"I have witnessed the blood and tears that Guardian Medivh brought to Azeroth. I will never allow an ambitious person like you to obtain that supreme power. You will kill us all."
Under Garrosh's torture, Thrall had almost become a puddle of flesh. Garrosh didn't know what power was supporting Thrall. His spirit was still extremely strong, and Thrall showed the same expression as before:
"Garrosh, it seems that I have underestimated you all this time. When you knelt in front of me and humbly expressed your sincerity to me, I helped you kill little Saurfang and helped you ascend to the position of chief.
.That child of Dranosh, after the Gate of Scourge, could have returned as a death knight."
After hearing the death of little Saurfang, King Saurfang on the side showed a sad expression.
"Saurfang, you are a failed experiment of the Burning Legion. Are you sad? Back then, you wanted to get a younger body to replace this old, broken veteran body full of hidden wounds. Little Saurfang is exactly what you want.
As expected, you secretly threatened Wojin and prepared the witchcraft to change the body, and I saw it all. I ruined your plot, you should hate me."
"Thall, you will not die well." King Saurfang roared: "You destroyed me with your own hands."
"The manager hates me! King Saurfang, you threatened the poor and cowardly King Varian and took back the body that was killed in the battle, only to find that it was no longer usable, and your heirs fled for their lives and were nowhere to be found.
, yes, I told them your ambition, and I cut off your hope."
As if Sal had come back to his senses, he suddenly sat up and showed a proud smile:
"Garrosh, Saurfang, you are all too naive. You probably don't know. In this world, whoever sells more benefits will get more rewards. I killed the demon hunter Illidan."
, I destroyed Arthas on the Frozen Throne, and destroyed Deathwing, the guardian of the earth. I have eliminated all the unstable and powerful existences in Azeroth. No one can stop the attack of the Burning Legion anymore.
And I received the award from the Burning Legion."
The power of evil enveloped Thrall, and his face changed.
King Saurfang suddenly thought of something and shouted: "Be careful of Thrall's hellfire transformation." (To be continued)