"Quickly, climb quickly, turn the rudder, get out of here, and avoid those tentacles."
On the airship, the orc generals who were watching the excitement were all shocked and hurriedly issued orders loudly.
The airship shook violently, the power valve made a heavy jet sound, and it tried its best to avoid the thick tentacles.
However, the speed of the tentacles was too fast. Dozens of black tentacles were as fast as the wind and much more agile than the cumbersome airship. The airship in the air was either penetrated or tightly entangled.
The orc warriors who screamed anxiously picked up their battle axes and slashed at the tentacles with all their strength, causing sparks to shoot out.
Unfortunately, these tentacles are as hard as steel. Once they come into contact with the dark aura surrounding the tentacles, they will become dizzy and be taken off the airship.
The tentacles danced rapidly, either directly destroying the airship, or dragging it into the turbid flood.
More and more tentacles are sticking out of the water, growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Orgrimmar is like a dense forest.
Saurfang and Nazgrim, two young orc generals fell into the water and struggled to survive.
There was a crash.
Two huge heads stuck out from the flood. They were bigger than the auction house in Orgrimmar. They looked like the heads of octopuses, but their faces were those of Medivh and her son. Their expressions were twisted and crazy, almost losing their minds.
They opened their mouths full of sharp teeth, and countless tentacles danced, and they brought living or dead orcs into their mouths, chewing them hard, and blood splashed, adding a thick blood color to the already filthy flood.
There is no doubt that the flood caused the mother and son of the Eternal Flesh Medivh to grow crazily. The power of the ancient gods turned them into terrifying monsters and launched revenge on the orcs.
When Thrall planned the Eternal Flesh, he probably didn't expect that Orgrimmar would be swallowed by the flood.
Saurfang and Nazgrim could not escape the disaster and fell into the mouth full of sharp teeth.
Kane Bloodhoof, who has a body as huge as an abyss lord, was very frightened at this moment and quickly led the undead tauren to retreat. Medivh and his son seemed to be unable to leave Orgrimmar and did not pursue them.
Under the double destruction of floods and tentacles, the houses of Orgrimmar collapsed and the city walls were destroyed. Medivh and his son devoured all the flesh and blood corpses of the orcs, and then began to devour the damaged wood, various furniture and furnishings and all other organic matter.
Soon all traces of this big city disappeared, leaving only a turbid lake and two monsters as huge as mountains, with terrifying mouths, and they still seemed not to have enough to eat.
call!
A small and exquisite airship suddenly appeared in the sky above Orgrimmar, far away from the ground and located at a high altitude that could not be reached by tentacles.
Sylvanas and Antonidas stood on the airship, overlooking Orgrimmar.
When Sylvanas heard that Orgrimmar was hit by a flood, she immediately ordered Antonidas to teleport over. She must confirm the death of the orcs.
"Performed well, better than expected."
Sylvanas showed a look of joy and said fiercely:
"The vast majority of the orcs died in Orgrimmar. The few orcs in outposts and settlements in various places will be wiped out by us Forgotten people very quickly. I will never allow the orcs to have a chance to rise again. Thrall, Sal
Rufal, you would never have thought that your people would disappear in Azeroth forever. Of course, I will not let go of the orcs in the outer world. I will destroy their home, destroy their ancestral land, and let death come.
Bar."
Sylvanas looked at the sky, her eyes filled with joyful madness.
"People of Silvermoon City, we have finally completed our revenge. The moment I was resurrected by the Lich King, I already knew that this world is full of hypocrisy and cunning. If you want to complete your revenge, don't count on anyone but only
Rely on yourself. Look, Antonidas, I have accomplished what you humans cannot do."
Antonidas also had a deep hatred for the orcs. The destruction of Orgrimmar made him feel happy in his heart, and he wanted to let out a long roar to express the resentment he had endured for a long time.
However, looking at the two black monsters with bodies like mountains and tentacles like dense forests, Antonidas felt his scalp numb. The two familiar faces made Antonidas feel chilled in his heart.
"Those are Medivh's mother and son, they won't..."
Sylvanas smiled faintly and said calmly:
"Don't worry, this is the biggest punishment for Medivh and his son. When they became Eternal Flesh, the two of them only suffered physical punishment. I am very worried that they will accidentally escape from trouble one day.
Now, the flood has caused their bodies to grow crazily, and the dark power of the ancient gods has forcibly fused them. Their spirits and souls have been fatally contaminated, and there is no longer a threat."
Antonidas breathed a long sigh of relief after hearing this. Throughout his life, he was simply afraid of these two people.
Aegwynn's temperament is changeable, moody, and unpredictable.
Medivh is sinister, ruthless, cruel and cunning.
Antonidas had long had enough of this mother and son, and when he heard that they were going to perish forever, he finally felt relieved.
only......
Antonidas's heart trembled violently, and he looked at Sylvanas who looked proud, secretly surprised in his heart.
"Why do you know so much? Your understanding of magic is far worse than mine. I can't even see through it. Why can you be so sure, unless...
"The method to create the Eternal Flesh Medivh came from Sylvanas, and Thrall was used."
Antonidas quickly realized that Sylvanas did not have this ability. Who was the real instigator?
Even if Medivh's weaknesses are discovered, he still has a way to become the first-class archmage in the world.
It is a pity that once strength and ambition are not commensurate, it will only bring disaster to oneself.
Antonidas couldn't help but look at Sylvanas. The Queen of Darkness was now also exploring dangerous areas.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, her eyes emitted two dangerous cold lights, and whispered:
"Now there is only one problem left, which is to send the Iron Horde into Azeroth and defeat the night elves. The orcs' ability to enter Azeroth back then was inseparable from the connivance of the night elves. The destruction of Silvermoon City, the night elves
Stand idly by. In the battle of Mount Hyjal, Tyrande, Malfurion and his wife were all accomplices of the orcs, and I will never let these damn traitors go."
"These are all excuses."
Antonidas secretly thought that he couldn't understand why Sylvanas hated the night elves so much.
"But the Dark Portal has fallen into the hands of the Alliance." Antonidas reminded: "Kadgar failed. There seems to be no other way except sending a large army to attack the Cursed Land."
Sylvanas shook her head and said with a smile:
"Khadgar is just a smoke bomb. I guess the Alliance must have a great mage who is as good as you and Khadgar, so they sent Khadgar to hold him back. My real goal is to summon the Dark Portal again.
"
Summon the Dark Portal.
Antonidas quickly calculated the difficulty of summoning the Dark Portal.
First of all, you need to find a weak space, such as the Cursed Land. It was invaded by demons in ancient times, so Medivh chose this place.
Antonidas wondered which area of Azeroth was suitable for summoning the Dark Portal.
Sylvanas looked in the direction of Dustwallow Swamp:
"There are many ways to destroy Theramore, but do you know why you must use the Focusing Iris?" (To be continued)