Kilrogg Deadeye, he was looking at the small animal he was about to kill with a cruel look.
In front of him, surrounded by warriors from the Blood Cave Clan, were a pair of aboriginal females who looked miserable.
Those were a pair of Kaldorei girls.
However, in the eyes of the orcs, there is no difference between kaldorei females and Zandalar troll females, and some orcs even regard them as the same race.
After all, they both have long ears, they are both taller, they are both thinner, and they have similar skin.
Just now, the pair of indigenous females that Kilrogg saw appeared in front of him and the orc elites of the Blood Cave Clan in the form of a giant black bear and a cheetah.
Ner'zhul's left and right arms thought they were wild beasts in the forest. Although he had stayed here for so many days, he had never seen these two wild beasts in the forest here.
Kilrogg, who is resenting the beasts in the forest for helping the Zandalari trolls, vents his resentment on "them".
As a result, the two so-called "beasts" were quickly beaten back to their original forms, turning into their original forms, the "native aboriginal females" in Kilrogg's eyes.
"What should I do with you? The glorious orcs will not eat the natives." Kilrogg smiled cruelly.
His remaining right eye radiated a chilling cold light.
This made Astalia, who had never experienced anything like this before, move her body, which was already trembling slightly, closer to Sisari who was hugging each other.
Compared to Astalia, who had never experienced anything like this, Hisari, who had been trapped in an insect nest and was almost corrupted by an ancient god, was calmer.
"Astalia, calm down. You should be wearing your mentor's necklace, right? With it, you can be sure of your safety. There is no kaldorei in the council who can match the mentor's bark technique!"
What she was talking about was the protective necklace that Fandral Staghelm had studied for nearly a thousand years and was infused with the powerful power of nature and the Archdruid. It could open a long-lasting bark spell.
Hisari was able to persist in the insect nest until Tonatiu rescued her, and the necklace Staghelm gave her was indispensable.
The necklaces of her students are so good. Astalia, the mentor's favorite, the necklace she wears will only be better.
"I, I..." Astalia's voice, which was almost crying, was full of despair, "I lost the necklace in the Valley of Ashes to prevent grandpa from finding it..."
Hisari opened her mouth.
In this desperate moment, Astalia almost didn't know what to say to her for doing this.
Astalia's willful behavior is extremely famous in Kaldorei. Due to her grandfather's extreme protectiveness and her being a little willful, she didn't do anything big wrong.
Most elves would tolerate her temper.
But she didn't expect that Astalia would throw away something that could save her life when necessary!
Hisari suddenly wanted to come on Astalia's face.
"Huh... calm down. Astalia, you and I both need to calm down now." Hisari suppressed her anger with all her strength.
"I, what should we do?" Astalia's voice trembled a little as she spoke.
"Pray." Hisari's character is not as weak as what she says looks like.
"Pray? Are you asking these monsters? Do they understand? Will they agree?" Astalia said blankly.
Xisali really wanted to give her little head some melon seeds.
"Pray to nature! Pray to Elune! Pray to them to protect us! Pray to these monsters? Don't even think about it, I won't do it even if I die!!"
"Oh~oh! Okay, Elune, nature! Please protect me, poor Astalia needs your help!" Astalia, who was shaking even as she spoke, began to whisper.
Start praying.
Hisari sighed silently.
She looked at Kilrogg with her stubborn eyes, without any sign of begging for mercy, nor did she ask for help from Elune and nature like Astalia.
Because she knew that they couldn't actually hear her and Astalia's prayers now.
The reason is that next to the orc leader, those spell casters who are exuding dirty green light work together to release a barrier.
Within this barrier, the forces of nature and life have long been expelled. Even the arcane power that the Balance Druid can communicate with has been pushed aside by a chaotic and evil atmosphere.
The power of the barrier even caused the grass on the nearby land to wither.
The soil is turning green.
It was this evil energy barrier that prevented her and Astalia, whose strength was actually passable, from receiving help from outside forces and quickly lost.
Evil energy!
Demonic power!
Although Hisari has never experienced an ancient war, she has heard of this power and those ancient deeds!
Hisari pulled out a dagger from her waist. This dagger was actually a magic weapon, but due to the restriction of the evil energy barrier, it had no spell-amplifying effect.
She has decided.
Even death!
I will never beg for mercy from these enemies who are obviously demon lackeys.
The other side.
Kilrogg looked at a trembling indigenous female with stubborn eyes. The chief of the Blood Cave Clan felt like a cat playing with a mouse.
"Ha~ you don't understand me." said the cold chief, "but it doesn't matter. Female over there, your eyes are very beautiful. I like your stubbornness. I changed my mind, and you will become my prisoner.
"
"Although you look very thin and have no charm at all. But it doesn't matter. The males in my tribe who are going crazy won't be picky when they need to vent."
"As for the other native."
"Weak people have no meaning of existence. They don't even have the meaning of being an object of vent."
Kilrogg raised his hand.
He wanted the warriors of his tribe to capture them. As soon as he raised his hand, the chief of the Blood Cave Clan suddenly felt his left eye becoming hot.
At this time, Hisari, knowing that she could not escape no matter what, raised the dagger. She had already made her decision.
Even if they die, I and Astalia cannot fall into the hands of these demon lackeys and suffer humiliation.
At this moment, a thunderous dragon roar suddenly sounded, from far to near, from small to loud, as if rolling thunder came nearby in an instant.
Kilrogg, who was stroking his left eye in astonishment, and the orcs of the Blood Cave Clan looked towards the sound of the dragon's roar.
All I saw was a dark red shadow rushing straight from the south, emitting a dim red light in the jungle, so fast that the orcs couldn't see its true appearance clearly.
A strange and ferocious roar suddenly sounded, and before the surrounding Blood Cave orcs could react, this ball of dark red flames had already rushed into the crowd of orcs.
Hearing a loud crash, a rain of blood suddenly burst out among the orcs.
A total of seven or eight elite Blood Cave orc elites were smashed into pieces by this sudden fire that was as fast as a meteor. Their limbs flew everywhere, and blood splashed like a waterfall.
Then a huge weapon almost like an orc blasted through the air, making a roar of thunder, and then blood splattered everywhere, like a fast-moving meat grinder.
Wherever the huge weapon passed, there was a tragic scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere.
This unprecedented cruel scene immediately stunned the minds of the orcs of the Blood Cave Clan. After being stunned, they were filled with unknown fear and confusion.
"The stinking excrement of the Nagrand Thunder Elephant!!" Kilrogg Deadeye roared loudly, but there was unspeakable fear in his eyes, because the red light was already rushing towards him...
This is actually not worth his fear.
Although his life was short, the dangers he had experienced, both in terms of number and degree, were more terrifying than the dangers in front of him.
He can also do what the enemy that suddenly appeared can do.
The chief of the Blood Cave Clan was frightened because as the red light continued to approach, the socket of his eyeball-less left eye became increasingly hot.
