Throughout the entire history of the birth of the orcs from scratch, before Thrall launched the revolution, the orcs had always had strong tool-man attributes.
Their ancestor in Draenor, the giant Goldron, was originally a tool-man of the Titans.
Goldron was the passing titan Aggramar, who personally created the herbicide to kill weeds in order to suppress Draenor's excessive vitality.
When the orcs were just born and had their own characteristics, they were simply slaves, cannon fodder and food reserves of the ogre empire.
It was not until later that the elements helped the orcs and overthrew the ogres' rule, and the orcs were free.
Later, relying on their unique shamanic beliefs, the orcs officially entered Draenor's historical stage.
The freedom of the orcs did not last long. It was so short that the orcs did not even have time to get rid of the clan and tribal civilization and develop into a higher civilization. The Burning Legion came.
The orcs have become tool men again, becoming cannon fodder and tools for the Burning Legion to attack Azeroth.
The moment they stepped through the Dark Portal, the orcs were doomed to be miserable.
As a spiritual star soul, Azeroth has not forgotten Thrall's contribution to leading the orcs to help the Kaldorei.
He gave them south-central Kalimdor.
However, the only orc who was in awe of the world was Thrall. When Thrall no longer led the orcs, the orcs once again went against the world.
The result was that the chiefs of the tribe, which was dominated by orcs, kept changing. The tribe's influence on the world was getting worse day by day, and it was beaten to Orgrimmar by the Alliance twice in a row.
If it weren't for the little lion White Lotus, there would be only the Alliance left in Azeroth instead of the Alliance and the Horde standing side by side.
This was the fate of the orcs in the original timeline.
Tonatiu easily defeated the still very immature Saurfang brothers, and he did not go for a last hit.
At this moment, the orc base camp was in chaos, the tents were burning everywhere, and the two Sarufar brothers were injured to the extent.
If they can survive in this environment, Tonatiu will not hunt them down anymore.
After venting his anger, the Troll King began to pay attention to the battlefield.
He summoned Nergigante.
Lulu joined the battle at the beginning of the battle. During this time, Nergigante was following the expeditionary force in the sky.
The dark scales made it like a fish in water in the dark night. The expeditionary force did not collapse despite the absolute military disadvantage. Lulu, who was mixed in among the many pterodactyls, played a major role.
The God King jumped onto Lulu's back with the Treadbreaker of Nations, and Lulu cheered and roared.
"Ho~"
During this period of time, the God King kept him idle, and the Nergigante, who was still a child, was somewhat emotional.
Children's emotions come on quickly and for no reason, but it is easy to make such bad emotions go away.
Tonatiu touched the scales hidden on the back of its head a few times, which were the itchy spots on its body.
Although it has thick, cold steel-like armor scales, Lulu is often touched by its owner and lies on the ground comfortably, groaning.
This is its unique way of communicating emotions with its owner. A simple contact can make the Nergigante feel happy.
Probably like in the master of dragon training, each dragon type has its own characteristics, and as long as you can find them, you can make the dragon happy.
For example, Stellagosa and Tonatiu also know her g-spot in this aspect. However, Little Star's g-spot is not on the physical level of the body, but on the spiritual pursuit.
As the guardian of magic, only knowledge and secrets can excite the blue dragon clan.
It just so happens that Tonatiu is the fourth natural disaster who knows countless secrets and knowledge of all heavens and worlds.
From the secrets of Azeroth, to the invincibility of the Nephalem in the world of Sanctuary; from the battle between the Protoss and the Zerg in the End of Darkness, to the magic of the Horse Qi continent turning into horses.
In a word: blow it and that’s it.
As long as the blowing is reasonable, Miss Stellagosa will still be fascinated by it and enjoy it even if she doubts whether the otherworlds mentioned by Tonatiu are real.
Standing on Lulu's back, Tonatiu looked down at the battlefield.
The air elements whizzed past him, and the wind roared; they responded to the call of the world, allowing the fire elements to revel in the orc camp.
If it hadn't been raining all this time, the soil in the camp would have been very wet, and the water element would have unconsciously suppressed the fire.
Otherwise, strong winds and fire attacks alone would cause heavy losses to the orcs.
Even so, the greenskins were defeated.
Tonatiu also found the reason for their defeat.
The dragon army has gathered with the expeditionary force, and there are many tall dragons around the trolls, kaldorei, and draenei.
Chromie flew to the God King.
Compared to Nergigante, she is a whole lot bigger.
It is unimaginable that such a huge body can be reduced to a small luoli only the size of Tonatiu's knees.
Magic is truly amazing.
"Thank you. Thank you to the dragon army. This makes us realize that the world has not abandoned us!" Tonatiu shouted loudly to the bronze dragon flying next to Nergigante while observing the battlefield.
"Ha~ Your Majesty, this is the first time you have thanked me." Chromie's voice rumbled. "This strange dragon of yours grows so fast. When I first saw it, it was no bigger than my little fingernail.
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"Roar~" Nergigante showed no weakness and roared at the bronze dragon next to him, which was slightly larger than him.
Even Deathwing dares to charge, but the bronze dragon Chromie cannot deter it.
"Ha~ it is really ferocious. If it weren't for the fact that there is no trace of magic aura and the stench of corruption on its body, its ferocious look would really look like a fallen black dragon!" Chromie said loudly.
In fact, it's uglier than the Fallen Black Dragon.
But she didn't say it.
Tonatiu was not in the mood to talk about this with the cheerful bronze dragon. His main attention was on the battlefield.
In the distance, he saw Naga killing orcs.
Surprised, Tonatiu suddenly understood. No wonder the monster collapsed so quickly. It turned out that Naga had betrayed him.
Far to the right of the Nagas, the Kaldorei, with the help of the water elements, were also carrying out a massacre-like attack on the orcs.
The water elementals were unwilling to stray too far from the Broken River, but they were left behind, probably with the intention of giving the Kaldorei the rear.
Even though the Nagas are having fun killing orcs now, with their relationship with the Kaldorei, it is difficult to guarantee that the Nagas will not backhand and kill the Kaldorei next to them.
With the Water Elemental at their rear, the Kaldorei can rush forward with more confidence, and even break through the orc base camp quickly to meet up with the expeditionary force.
On the contrary, Naga seemed to be working hard but not putting in any effort. Although it was refreshing to kill the orcs, she never left the shore too far.
They were also worried that the two enemies, the Kaldorei and the Water Elemental, would suddenly drop their orcs to attack them.
Although due to special reasons, this time Naga and Kaldorei reluctantly stood on the same side.
But the wariness between each other cannot be eliminated no matter what. This is a feud that has existed for thousands of years.
Perhaps we can only wait for a powerful ruler to place Naga and Kaldorei in the same social framework and force them to reconcile with absolute power.
After hundreds of years of hard work, it is estimated that these ten thousand years of grudges can be eradicated.
The orcs' front is about to collapse.
The condescending investigation made Tonatiu realize this, and the God King breathed a sigh of relief.
The God King did not dare to take it lightly, because the mastermind behind the orcs and their spellcasting troops never appeared.
Currently, there are only orc soldiers on the battlefield. There are some warlocks, but they are low-level warlocks who cannot even summon demons.
A warlock who can enslave demons is considered a high-level warlock. Otherwise, a mage can use shadow arrows after studying evil powers, but he is still a mage.
A true sorcerer can cleave the soul of his enemy, but he can also cleave his own soul.
Only by using fragments of one's own soul as an anchor and source of power can the devil be called to the warlock's side. Then either the warlock enslaves the devil, or the warlock's soul is killed by the devil and enslaved by the devil.
Tonatiu has been worried about the orc warlock troops. He himself can overcome all obstacles, but his army cannot.
The orc camp is about to collapse, and Tonatiu believes that the warlocks are about to appear.
Without the warlocks in the army, they would become vulnerable. Moreover, the upper echelons of demons and orcs could not tolerate their base camp being taken away by the Azeroth coalition forces.
The orc camp is huge, with tents stretching for more than ten kilometers. Their tents are very simple, made of animal skins and branches.
The scope of the battlefield only covers about 12 camps, and there are still many corners and places that are gloomy.
"Can the dragon army find the enemy's caster troops?" Tonatiu suddenly asked loudly to Chromie next to him.
"They never showed up. But I think these savage races, they also
There should be a powerful army of spellcasters, otherwise it would be difficult for them to cross the world with the help of demons."
"I've been looking for it too." Chromie's voice rumbled. "The orcs' tents are filled with the smell of demons. There is a stench of evil energy in their blood, which blocks our sense of smell!"
"In this complicated situation, only the blue dragons can smell the scent of their spells."
"Stellagosa! Kalecgos! My two blue dragon brothers and sisters, it's time for you to show your skills!" Chromie's huge dragon head suddenly turned around.
Behind him, the two heads were about the same size as Nergigante, and the blue dragon with a faint blue body quickly flew to the side of Nergigante and Bronze Dragon.
The two blue dragons were attacking the orcs just now, using spells in the sky to kill the enemies below.
"Hey! Little Star, good evening." Tonatiu greeted the familiar Little Star.
"Good evening, Tonatiu." Little Star responded to the God King.
"Now is not the time to reminisce about the past. Stella, Karai, it's your turn to show off your skills!" Chromie shouted.
The two young blue dragons remained silent, but they were obviously working hard.
Stellagosa said that the dragon's sense of smell was so powerful that she could smell the rust on humans even from a long distance away.
"over there!"
"It seems to be over there."
Little Xingxing and Zhan Wuzha decided on the same direction almost at the same time.
It was the northeast corner of the camp, a camp area that looked very quiet, but the flames had not yet spread, and there were no orcs outside.
"The smell of evil energy there is particularly strong." Stellagosa's voice in dragon form was as crisp as falling snowflakes.
"The thick evil breath also contains an even more disgusting stench." She added.
"That's right. Stellagosa is right, I feel it too." Kalecgos shouted as if he was taking credit.
"In the stench full of evil spells, there is another stench, which is very similar to the smell of bones! It makes me uneasy!" Zhan Wuzha said to Tonatiu.
