Ner'zhul looked at the twisted black shadow in front of him with an incredulous expression.
"That's right. I made a special trip to take a look at the powerful chief of the Blood Cave Clan. He has lost control of his body."
Ner'zhul was silent for a while.
"I guess this may be related to the mysterious rituals of the Blood Cave Orcs. I have been to many worlds, and no matter which world it is, exploration of the future and destiny is very rare and dangerous."
"The original Blood Cave Orcs have such secret skills. It's incredible."
Ner'zhul said softly: "The history of the Blood Cave Orcs is very long. They may even be one of the first orcs to appear. So they occupied the Tanarion Jungle, which once had the best conditions."
"As for their secret technique, which orc created it? The history is too long to be verified. We don't have the habit of recording history."
"The power of destiny...even the great Dark Titan cannot touch it. If an orc as small as dust comes into contact with such power, what will happen to him?" The twisted black shadow Jie Jie smiled strangely.
"Kilrogg thought he controlled his own destiny, but he didn't know that with this idea, he was destined to be played by fate." Ner'zhul said.
"It's useless to study these things. Ner'zhul, the masters are very dissatisfied with your progress. It has been so long since you came to this world, and you haven't even captured the first city."
"You can't blame us!" Ner'zhul argued. "This is different from what we said! The first enemy we faced, their strength was no worse than ours, and they were even more resilient!"
"What Lord Kil'jaeden promised us was to allow us to face a weak country so that we could gain a firm foothold! The time the orcs were united together was too short, and I couldn't even fully integrate them!"
The twisted black shadow fell silent.
"At this point, Lord Kil'jaeden did not expect the Dark Portal to open here."
"I have explored the entire island and even been to the enemy's city. The situation is indeed not very good."
Listen to what he said.
Ner'zhul breathed a sigh of relief.
The demon masters promised him a vast land where the orcs could thrive and grow in strength.
The original owners of that land were weak and easy to bully and not very powerful.
However, when the orcs came through the Dark Portal, they found that the situation was not as good as they imagined.
Just after crossing the world, we faced a swamp filled with mist that made even the orcs feel sick.
After finally leaving the swamp and entering the forest, the orcs breathed a sigh of relief.
Although there are many orcs who don't like the forest, compared to the disgusting Nazmir, the rich Dazar'alor region is obviously a paradise.
When the orcs invaded happily, they found that the situation was not that simple. The original owners of this land were not low in fighting power and were very resilient.
It is difficult for the orcs to defeat the natives like they defeated the ogres, tigers and arakkoa on Draenor.
What was originally thought to be a smooth invasion turned into a war of attrition that was most annoying to the orcs coming across the world.
Ner'zhul was a little dissatisfied with this.
Kil'jaeden promised him that what the orcs would get was a land that was rich but whose original owner was very weak.
Who would have thought that I would encounter such a hard-charging troll, but the Zandalari trolls were the most organized and united.
Regardless of the factors of magic blood and allies, the orcs will even be beaten by the Zandalari trolls.
Facing Ner'zhul's dissatisfaction.
The twisted black shadow smiled strangely again: "It is useless to complain. You know what the masters will do. Warlock, the only thing you can do is to carry out the orders of the masters."
"I know! And I've been doing it!" Ner'zhul said.
"The failure of the battle in the east will not affect the western battlefield and the intermediate battlefield. The Frostwolf clan is not strong enough, but they are smart enough. The Thundergod clan is brutal and impulsive, and is very good at dealing with the beasts on the western front."
"The most powerful and loyal Black Hand and his Black Stone, even in the face of the sacrifices of the natives, are not at a loss. The last message Chief Black Hand gave me was that he can already see the enemy's walls."
"The failure of the East is Kilrogg's failure, not the orcs' failure."
"The owners will not be disappointed."
"Tichondrius, I hope you will play a greater role with the Olympics."
Ner'zhul said as he looked at the twisted black shadow.
"Jie~Jie~"
The twisted shadow turned out to be the King of Nathrezim, the leader of the Dread Lords.
Tichondrius smiled strangely.
"Compared to the failure of the orcs and you, Ner'zhul, everything is going very well on my end. The masters may even reward me for this!"
"I love this job of spreading fear and conspiracy in a country that is gradually beginning to decay."
"We'll see."
The twisted black shadow that Tichondrius transformed into disappeared.
Leave Ner'zhul behind.
The young orc leader was grinding his two thick fangs, and he looked not in a very good mood.
"Anassa!"
Ner'zhul roared into the air.
The succubus' slim body gradually began to emerge.
"My master~" she said charmingly.
"Attack the entire army! Send all the orcs, skeletons, and cannon fodder onto the battlefield!" Ner'zhul said to it expressionlessly.
"Hmm~" Anissa pondered for a moment. "Including those orc women and children who just came over?"
"All! I mean all!"
"As you wish, my master."
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choke!
In the temple of Raizan.
In the apse.
Tonatiu, who was completely washed but still smelled of blood, threw a petite Kaldorei girl into a cage with an expressionless face.
"You'll be waiting here forever."
He said to her expressionlessly.
"Awaiting the arrival of Fandral Staghelm."
"You can't do this to me! I am the Kaldorei, I am Astalia Staghelm!" Astalia screamed as she was imprisoned.
She still wanted to rush forward and grab Tonatiu's sleeve.
Snapped!
The Kaldorei girl covered her face and slowly backed away with an expression of disbelief on her face, her mouth slowly bleeding.
"Tonatiu!!" Sisari shouted with an anxious expression next to her. She was at a loss as she looked at Astalia who was slapped by the Troll King and was bleeding.
"This was caused by the orcs. It has nothing to do with me. Even if Fandral Staghelm comes, it will still be the same." Tonatiu said coldly.
When Astalia still wanted to say something, Tonatiu took the helpless Hisari's little hand and forcibly led her away from the apse.
"I can see it. She can only live peacefully here." Tonatiu said to Sisali who was at a loss. "Your Excellency Yuyue agreed with my approach."
From now on, Staghelm's granddaughter will be locked up in Ryzan's temple until Staghelm comes to pick her up.
The temple is covered by Raizan's divine power, and Astalia wants to escape on her own unless she is upgraded to an archdruid.
Regarding the careless Astalia Staghelm, Shandris Feathermoon's current attitude is that as long as she lives, she should not cut off her arms or legs.
She already has this attitude.
Tonatiu, who was already very annoyed by the naughty child, simply locked her up.
Out of sight is pure.
The only one she worries about is Hisari. She has a good relationship with Astalia and is Staghelm's student.
"She will not be abused," Tonatiu assured her.
"I..." The Kaldorei girl was so confused that she didn't know what to say for a moment.
"She almost killed you," Tonatiu said.
"She didn't mean it..." Hisari said.
"Then it's intentional?" Tonatiu said deliberately. "Otherwise, why would I lead you to the front of the strongest enemy? If I hadn't happened to pass by, the ending for you and her wouldn't have been much better.
"
Hisari stopped talking.
"Let's go. Leave her alone."
The God King held the Kaldorei girl's hand, just like a college student brother holding a first grade elementary school sister.
After exiting the apse of Lezan Temple.
Hisari became quiet.
In the temple, in addition to the smaller Devilsaurus Loa, who still looked very huge, there was also a powerful Tyrannosaurus that was about 10 meters long and almost 10 meters tall, and was covered in dark red.
It was the Ravosaurus that carried Tonatiu and ran wildly among the orcs and enemies all day today.
It had obviously mutated, and was a whole lot bigger than when it was carrying Tonatiu in the morning.
Tonatiu looked over, and the power of the system embodied its information in his retina:
[Ravaging Dragon: Level 18 divine beast, excellent, reverent and fanatical]
It seemed to be communicating with Lazan, but after seeing Tonatiu appear, it stopped communicating with Supreme Loa.
Tonatiu let go of Hisari's little hand, walked up to the Ravager Dragon King, and affectionately touched its head as it bent over.
"It needs a word from you." Lezan's voice suddenly rumbled, and he said, "That will benefit it a lot."
Tonatiu didn't know why.
"Do you need a word from me? What do you need from me?" the God King asked in confusion.
"One of our rituals." Lezan said a little vaguely. "You are now the god-king of the trolls, and what you say will be recognized."
Tonatiu still didn't know why.
However, he noticed that after Lazan said this, the Ravager Dragon King looked at him with eyes full of desire and hope, like a puppy begging for food.
"What do you need from me?" Tonatius decided to satisfy it because it carried him through the enemy group today and made him kill very happily.
"Give it a name. And promise it, allowing it to become the King of the Raiders." Lezan said.
So simple?
This doesn't seem to be difficult.
But as for myself, when did she become so powerful?
Tonatiu thought it might be because of the thigh he was holding.
After thinking about it, Tonatiu said loudly to the Rapaosaurus: "Okay. From now on, your name will be Zafra. I remember that you are a female. I think you will be the queen of the Rapaosaurus.
