Chapter 65 Frostmourne in one hand and Purple Potato in the other hand, which one do you choose?
Womar swore that not only had he never seen such a battle, he had never even imagined such a battle.
Hundreds of orc warriors swarmed forward.
Not only warriors holding battle ax blades, but also guides of souls, servants of the elements, and shamans.
The orcs have seven major clans. Among them, the Shadowmoon clan where Ner'zhul belongs is not the most powerful, but it is the most difficult to deal with.
Just because there are so many shamans.
Whether it is the effect coverage of totems, wind fury critical strikes in battle, or extreme bursts of bloodthirsty rage, this profession is of great help to team battles.
Ner'zhul's eyes were cold and full of confidence.
Not to mention that this is the top of a volcano, the space is extremely limited, and there is no place to dodge. Even in caves on the mountain walls with complex environments, there is no way to escape the hunting of the orcs.
The only thing to worry about is how this guy's artifacts work together.
Ner'zhul didn't believe that the opponent only used the rune sword. Once he was at a disadvantage, he would not be able to use everything else. At that moment, he was ready to step forward and seize the weapon directly.
Facts have proved that he was worried too much.
Huang Shang didn't give Ner'zhul a chance to worry at all. He held Frostmourne in his hand, raised his steps, and swung his sword.
There are no gorgeous ancient martial arts skills, just simple swordsmanship of cutting, slicing, spinning, cutting, and criss-crossing.
Instead, the blue light on the sword caused brilliant light marks to linger on the orc's green body.
Whether they are warriors or shamans, they are treated equally.
Cut! Cut! Cut!
The sword edge danced, the runes shone, and a dance of death was performed.
Compared to the rough and ferocious orcs, Huang Shang's posture is free and agile, killing from left to right, front to back, and leisurely.
Behind him, pieces of orc corpses were left like ice sculptures.
It was the corpse that had been frozen by the power of frost, forming ice lumps.
“Lok’Tar Ogar!”
The orcs roared, looking at death with no fear, and their attacks were like a tide, one wave after another, without any stagnation.
There are always sacrifices in war, and they are not afraid of death.
After the death of the warrior, the noble soul will return to the embrace of the ancestors' spirits. There are ninety-nine virgins available... Sorry, I'm a slanderer. Anyway, facing death is a glorious thing. All kinds of weapons are used to greet them and surround them.
Shrinking layer by layer.
Viewed from a high altitude, Huang Shang's combat range is getting narrower and narrower.
When he is surrounded by orcs on all sides, it is difficult for him to fight with just two fists, and even a strong hero will suffer from hatred on the spot.
The orcs grinned, imagining the ax slicing into the flesh and spurting out blood, imagining the double blow of the wind and fury, feeling heartily.
But they didn't notice that the eyes of those frozen corpses started to move.
The range of rotation is so exaggerated that even a rusty machine starts suddenly.
The orcs in the bureau only focused on surrounding Huang Shang, commanding from the center and rear, and Ner'zhul, who was ready to turn on his bloodthirsty at any time, discovered that something was wrong with the orcs inside the ice lumps.
He explored the power of the elements and looked at the warriors of the Shadowmoon Clan.
"Where's the soul?"
"The soul of our warrior is missing?"
"It's that sword!"
He immediately looked at Frostmourne, showing fear and anger.
That hungry rune sword devoured every living and shining soul.
"Magic weapon! Magic weapon!"
Ner'zhul was shocked and angry, and decided to capture Frostmourne for the sake of the orcs in the world.
However, the devouring of souls is only one aspect. What really brings drastic changes to the battle is the corpse of the orc.
The vivid green skin faded quickly and soon turned into a pale dark green.
Click! Click!
The ice began to crack, and they jumped out of it, transforming into another kind of creature.
The jaw was split, the lips were sunken, and the eyes were wide open. There was no longer any wisdom, only obedience was left.
Then, he rushed towards his clan comrades who were fighting side by side before!
“Family Fun!”
"Gosu!"
"Xiao Runfa!"
The orcs shouted loudly, calling the names of their former companions.
But what awaited was a ruthless battle axe!
When the blood splattered, this time the orcs were no longer brutal, replaced by panic!
They finally understood what this terrible human being meant by his previous words...
"You will humbly pray to die again!"
Huang Shang attacked leisurely, and the orc siege was torn to pieces by him. Soon the number of undead under his command increased from a few to dozens, and then to a hundred!
A huge crowd, swarming over!
The one-sided killing came too quickly.
It was so fast that Ner'zhul could hardly accept that his strongest shaman army had collapsed like this!
And in the blink of an eye, the human being who showed elegance in battle had already arrived in front of him.
Frostmourne reflected on Ner'zhul's face, revealing his distorted features.
The most powerful shaman did not flee.
It's not that I don't want to, it's that I know I can't escape.
Whether it's the Stone Claw Totem's ability to attract hatred or the Ice Defense Totem's ability to resist frost, they have no effect.
Experts can tell as soon as they take action that the opponent has an overwhelming advantage in terms of weapons and strength!
But one thing is, no matter how strong the other party is, it can't change it!
This is Draenor!
This is Kil'jaeden's throne!
"Great Honest Kil'jaeden, please grant you supreme power!"
Ner'zhul let out a chanting sound, communicating with the spirits of his ancestors, praying to a certain terrifying existence in the dark.
The second-in-command of the Burning Legion, the demon leader, Kil'jaeden!
Ner'zhul actually hated Kil'jaeden extremely.
Because this fraudster originally targeted him, who had a high reputation among the orcs, and even pretended to be his wife.
It’s a spring dream without trace!
Anyway, his wife lied to him in the dream, saying that she had foreseen the future and that the draenei would destroy the orcs.
Ner'zhul was so frightened that he didn't care how the orcs could look like this, and immediately gathered all the clans to attack the draenei.
One step at a time, one step at a time, and by the time Ner'zhul realized that he was immersed in the gentle land, it was too late. His apprentice Gul'dan was so ambitious that he directly betrayed his people, deceived the orcs into drinking the blood of demons, and then borrowed the power of the warlock.
Hands destroying Draenor's ecology.
When cruel and bloodthirsty thoughts continue to hit the brain, and when the living environment becomes worse and worse, they must invade other worlds even if they don't want to.
Seeing the orcs transform from a peaceful nomadic race to what they are now, Ner'zhul hated Kil'jaeden deeply, but at this last moment, he still had to rely on the power of this demon leader!
Boom!
When Ner'zhul's power surged, the entire active volcano began to erupt. The evil magma previously suppressed by Huang Shang spurted straight out, forming a pale green light pillar that rose into the sky.
There is no barrier in the world of Draenor. This beam of light breaks through the sky and reaches into the universe, aiming directly at the Burning Legion.
Huang Shang was leisurely watching the cross-ball call being made, and also wanted to see what the situation was like with the Burning Legion on the other end.
The next moment, a scene of war unfolded.
In the center is a huge black head, with rich dark power rippling, forming ripples of regular aura, and finally forming a terrifying demonic face.
"Dormammu?"
Huang Shang recognized it at a glance. Wasn't this Dormammu who talked about the eternal life with Doctor Strange?
Sargeras himself has gone to the Marvel Universe and is wreaking havoc on various planets there, and many villains from the Marvel Universe have also come to World of Warcraft, and they are really stealing from each other.
For example, this huge shadow shrouded in blazing black fire, the ruler of the dark dimension.
"It seems that he is doing well in the Burning Legion..."
Huang Shang first took a look at Dormammu's army and found that in addition to the legion's old troops, there were also several eye-catching types of troops.
The largest ones are the Abyss Warriors, who were transformed from the strong men of Marvel's body-refining civilization. They are all as huge as mountain peaks, with bull heads and horse hooves, and their bodies are shiny and shiny. They are characterized by the unbalanced size of their arms.
One arm is extremely huge, and its destructive power is extremely shocking. Its power is still higher than that of the abyss lords of the Legion. The other arm is as thin as dry wood, very short, and is its weakness.
The most curious thing is the cosmic brain demon, an upright octopus with its brain exposed and covered with a transparent plastic shell. Its tentacles are full of sharp stingers and chrysanthemum-shaped mouthparts. They are transformed from the Marvel octopus civilization.
The weapons of this race are not their own bodies, but pulse guns. Each brain demon holds sixteen guns. The ten physical tentacles and six spiritual tentacles each use gun fighting skills. The pulses are intertwined like a web, which is extremely terrifying.
The most threatening ones should be the Deep Sea Devil Thorns. These are transformed from the Marvel Deep Sea Magic Civilization Thorns. They have a big mouth occupying one-third of the body on the front, and the other parts are covered with dense hollow spikes that pierce.
Extremely powerful.
These guys have been muttering to themselves and exuding mental pollution. They move by teleportation, appearing and disappearing suddenly, appearing and disappearing.
Obviously, this Marvel villain is very comfortable in the Burning Legion. He is like a prince, constantly destroying and devouring the world and enriching his own dark dimension.
If this continues, by the time Doctor Strange in the Marvel Universe begins, Sherlock will no longer be able to negotiate with Dormammu and will be silenced...
"Orcs? Are you praying for my power?"
The next moment, Dormammu focused his gaze, passing through the layers of the universe, and landed on Kil'jaeden's throne.
"Not Kil'jaeden!"
Seeing that the person who answered the phone was not the demon leader in his memory, Ner'zhul's heart sank.
What should I do?
"As you wish!"
However, Draenor's current dark side has grown to a very strong scale due to the orcs' torment. In Dormammu's eyes, this is a three-star Michelin delicacy, worthy of his taste and immediate investment in it.
Boom!
The orcs watched the volcano erupt, the demon responded, and then saw the distant universe, the dark tide surging forward.
Before he could express his joy, he was filled with panic.
Because when Dormammu's power arrived in Draenor, the huge face that covered the sky opened its bloody mouth, and with the rhythm of the mouth, streams of decayed dark breath spewed out, biting directly towards the planet!
The tone of the Dimension Demon God is the most deadly poison to normal life.
Not to mention all the orcs present, once this power spreads, the entire world of Draenor will be over.
Dormammu is not here to save people.
In other words, his way of saving people is a bit special.
If we kill the orcs first, wouldn't we be able to avoid being harmed by Frostmourne?
As for destroying the world, that's a free warranty, so you're welcome.
Sargeras called him an expert.
Not to mention, Draenor is originally a small planet, far inferior to the world of Azeroth, which breeds the most powerful star souls. If Dormammu takes a bite like this, even if it does not disappear directly, it is already
The little life energy will definitely be swallowed up and completely reduced to a dark death star, and the creatures on it will have no hope of survival.
"The spirit of the ancestors and the power of the totem, help us resist the power of the devil!"
"Devil, you will pay the price!"
The orcs cried out in grief, full of determination to face death, and began to set up defense lines.
They are the ones who summon the demons, and they are the ones who come to resist the demons.
Ridiculous and sad.
But this is the fact. From the moment the Burning Legion noticed this world, the orcs who were unable to resist the powerful strength of the Legion became fish on the chopping board.
Fortunately, there was more than one diner.
Dormammu is extremely vicious and wants to devour the orcs wholeheartedly. Huang Shang pays attention to sustainable development and lets the fish move on their own to produce more fish.
Therefore, Huang Shang firmly said no to Dormammu who was fishing in the lake.
The first thing he did was to release his mount.
The mastermind jumped out majestically, baring its teeth and claws, like a big tiger in Jingyanggang.
Coming to the world of orcs, he believed that Arthas, with so many artifacts, must be able to outlast the rest.
As a mount, he can finally enjoy all the hardships and enjoy the rewards.
Just as he was about to scream to the sky, he looked up and saw Dormammu's ugly face filling his entire field of vision.
The mastermind quickly lowered his head: "Meow!"
I screamed aggrieved.
Why didn't you summon me when you were showing off just now?
Now that you are facing the BOSS, do you think of me?
Fortunately, Huang Shang did the second thing and threw a purple sweet potato into the volcano.
Boom!
Suddenly, the mountains shook and the earth shook, the green light in the sky turned into purple light, and a gorgeous throne slowly emerged, sitting on the crater.
"Huh?"
Dormammu immediately looked over and saw a blue whale-like male god sitting on the throne. The folds of his chin were quite similar to his face shape.
"Are you from... our world?"
Dormammu was startled, and realized that Thanos' aura also came from the Marvel universe. His attitude changed, and he said in standard Marvel English: "Come on!"
"Titan, Thanos!"
Thanos spoke, his body expanded infinitely, and with the power of the space gem, he emerged inside and outside the planet. He in turn looked down at Dormammu: "Devil, go where you should go!"
"Oh, then it depends on whether you have the ability to take food from my mouth!"
Dormammu laughed, his mouth opened angrily, and the sky suddenly turned black.
That is not the darkness that loses light in the night, but a demonic realm that dyes everything into pure black.
Earth, water, wind, fire, and all elements turned into a cold black color, shrouding it downwards.
The rules are distorted and the dimensions are invaded.
The power of the dimensional demon lies in transforming the rules of other worlds into the rules of its own dimension.
Are you playing in your hometown, at home?
Sorry, this will be my home court in the next second!
Thanos looked indifferently at Dormammu's dark maw, which seemed to be able to swallow the universe. It covered it, and the ether particles wrapped around the fingertips condensed into a brilliant red gem and attached to the fist.
Punch out!
boom!
The curtain of darkness collides with the fist of reality!
Dormammu's face made of dark elements burned, and shock appeared in the huge eye holes filled with black fire.
It's not that the giant mouth was broken, it's that he turned white.
The effect of Thanos' punch turned the majestic ruler of the dark dimension into a handsome young man.
The power of darkness left him, and the holy light of justice fell, spreading eighteen pairs of wings behind him.
This was not an illusion. He truly felt the existence of the power of light, which was not inferior to the level of darkness at all, but his mentality was completely different.
The era when the God of Light was the villain has long passed. Now light represents peace and tranquility. He does not need to be driven by power to crazily annex other dimensions to satisfy his endless desires. He can freely be a dimensional god.
Be the master of power, rather than being enslaved by power!
Unfortunately, it only lasted a moment, and the bright glow faded away like a tide, replaced by the ugly face of black fire.
After the comparison, Dormammu actually felt a sense of disgust towards the dark power.
This is the most subtle way to use reality gems.
The Reality Stone cannot directly reverse Dormammu's dark form, but it can affect his cognition.
Even if it is a dimension demon, once it has doubts about its own knowledge, a chain reaction will occur.
Get the maximum benefit with the minimum backlash!
Although Dormammu put aside this feeling the next moment, there was a slight pause in the overwhelming suppression.
During this pause, the power of the Space Stone was activated, and Thanos punched the sky a second time.
Whoosh!
With the impact of the mighty fist wind, a long space river flowed upstream, sending Dormammu directly back to Draenor.
Dormammu, who missed a move, had no time to show off his power again. He stared deeply at Thanos on the throne and disappeared without a trace.
The universe is vast and vast, with countless worlds waiting to be conquered. When facing an opponent who is equally matched and has no grievances, he will naturally not fight to the death.
Dormammu retreated wisely, but the next time he comes back, it will definitely not be a projection of will, but leading an army under his command to ravage the world!
These vicious Marvel demons are more unscrupulous than the indigenous villains!
"The Burning Legion, was repulsed?"
Everything happened very quickly. When the earth returned to light, the eyes of many orcs looked into the sky with mixed emotions and a sense of trance.
"Look! It's food!"
But then, whether it was trance or ecstasy, panic or despair, they were all unified again.
Because the handsome and majestic god on the throne waved his hand, the purple light fell down.
While the other orcs were still confused, Womar immediately rushed over, raised the purple sweet potato in his hand, and shouted loudly.
The orcs didn't understand it at first, but when the purple light fell on the ground, took root, sprouted, and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, producing plump and strong purple potatoes, the orcs finally woke up.
Feed?
Yes, Draenor, which has been polluted by evil energy for so long that its water and food sources have been greatly reduced, has ushered in a new food master.
Purple sweet potato!
"This is the god of peace and tranquility, the Titan God Thanos!"
"Believe in him, and the Titan God will help you escape from the control of the Burning Legion and regain control of your own destiny!"
When Huang Shang spoke, the orcs looked towards the purple Titan in the starry sky to save them.
The god who protected their home and gave them new food.
Look again at the envoy holding Frostmourne, pulling out the soul and resurrecting the corpse.
Frostmourne in one hand and purple sweet potato in the other, which one do you choose?
Led by Womar, many orcs knelt down and offered their knees one after another.
Seeing that there was no one standing around him, Ner'zhul's head slowly lowered.
He didn't give in, he just didn't go against the general trend on the surface, just like he did against the Burning Legion.
Now that Gul'dan is dead and his skull is in the hands of others, he is still alive and well.
With his prestige among the orcs, as long as he waits for the opportunity and steals the big position in the sect, he will finally have the opportunity to replace him!
By then, the orcs, who have received sufficient food and drank the blood of demons, and whose combat effectiveness has greatly improved, will become an iron tribe that will shock all enemies!
Want to conquer us?
Orcs never...
Poof!
Frostmourne runs through the chest!
Under Ner'zhul's extremely horrified gaze, Huang Shang drew out his sword, taking away the chief's hope of making a comeback.
The crooked-mouthed Dragon King is out of date, why are you still looking at me with that forbearing look?