Orcs

When the void energy fluctuations subsided slightly, the others rushed forward, but the three figures were long gone.

"Around!" Maraad said suddenly.

The others looked around and realized that the surrounding situation was completely different from before.

The place where they had just fought the Twilight Dragon was in a unique space surging with void energy. There were no boundaries around, and no stars or land could be seen, but now, with the death of the Twilight Dragon, everything was restored to its true appearance.

They were now in a huge, enclosed space, surrounded by walls made of giant rocks, with iron chains of varying lengths hanging from the top. Some of the chains had fresh corpses hanging upside down. Some were humans, some were orcs, and some were other races.

"They are people from the Alliance!" Anna gasped.

Everyone instantly understood that these were the Alliance soldiers who had been trapped in the mirror world yesterday!

"Where is Khadgar?" Illidan looked around, but could not find the human mage.

Everyone looked around, but no one could find the mage.

Garona frowned and said, "I saw him closer to the Twilight Dragon just now, could it be…"

For a moment, the crowd had no other speculation and could only wish the four of them peace.

Malfurion suddenly raised his head and looked in one direction, his ears pricked up, moving slightly, as if listening to something.

"What is it?" Goldrinn asked.

"I heard the voice of Cenarius!"

"And demons!"

"Then what are we waiting for, let's go over there quickly!"

Malfurion raised his front hooves and galloped off in one direction.

Along the way, they encountered many demons, some attacking Alliance soldiers trapped in Reverse Karazhan, some gathering everywhere, and some flying demons hanging bloody corpses on the faces hanging from the top. The demons' cruel and tyrannical nature was exposed.

No matter what the demons were doing, they would kill them all as soon as they encountered them. Before long, a team of hundreds of people gathered behind them. It was at this time that Malfurion finally saw his son, Cenarius, and Malfurion surrounded by hundreds of demons, while "The Destroyer" Mannoroth was like a cat teasing a mouse, unhurriedly following behind, laughing wildly, occasionally waving the huge double-headed spear in his hand, sending out beams of fel energy to attack the two.

"I'm tired of playing, Cenarius. You still want to help others, but who can help you?" Mannoroth moved his four short legs and rushed towards Cenarius, who was covered in blood and extremely weak. "This time, do you want to call 'Daddy' to help you? Hahaha…"

Just as it said, it was already tired of playing.

Cenarius and Malfurion, the master and apprentice who were trapped in the siege, were already exhausted. After a day and a night of fierce fighting, even though they were both top experts in Azeroth, they were still scarred. At this time, even if Mannoroth did not take the initiative to attack, they would eventually be exhausted to death.

Despair filled their eyes.

Just as the Abyss Lord was about to kill Cenarius, an angry roar came from not far away, and a huge white stag was galloping towards this side. The ground was trembling as it ran, and Mannoroth turned his head to look. Wasn't the stag that was showing its antlers, crushing, bumping, and stabbing ordinary demons to death, the "Keeper of the Grove" Malfurion?

This was really speaking of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrived!

Even worse, it wasn't just Malfurion who came. Behind him, the bear god brothers Ursol and Ursoc, and the wolf god Goldrinn also pounced over. With the four ancient demigods leading the way, no demon could resist.

Further behind, a group of powerful heroes were also leading the red-eyed Alliance soldiers to launch a charge.

Reverse Karazhan should have been a demon base, a graveyard for the Alliance, but at this moment, Mannoroth actually found himself surrounded!

"Counterattack, counterattack!" Mannoroth roared.

There were elites of demons here alone. Although the Raiders had powerful high-end combat power, Mannoroth would never think that he was powerless to resist. This was a demon base. Before long, more demons would come from all directions. By then, everyone here would be killed!

A bloodthirsty light appeared in its eyes. Malfurion, Cenarius, Goldrinn, the bear god brothers, Malfurion, Illidan… every name here was the Burning Legion's most hated. If it weren't for their resistance, the Legion would have destroyed Azeroth ten thousand years ago!

If it could kill all these people, the Legion Commander would definitely reward it handsomely!

The idea was beautiful, but the reality was cruel.

Mannoroth wanted to delay, but the Alliance didn't want to.

The angry Malfurion was unstoppable like a god of war. He charged a bloody path through the demon enemies, and his angry eyes only focused on one enemy - Mannoroth!

This hateful demon almost killed his son!

Mannoroth was unwilling to show weakness. It fired dense beams of fel energy, constantly bombarding Malfurion. Most of them were dodged by the strong white deer or blocked by magic, and a small part hit him. The highly corrosive fel energy caused the parts of Malfurion that were hit to burn, bringing him great pain, but this still could not stop him from rushing towards his target!

"Bang!"

The antlers slammed into Mannoroth fiercely. The Destroyer blocked with his double-headed weapon, but the barbs of the antlers still pierced through, piercing Mannoroth's thick armor plate in front of his chest and piercing into the opponent's chest.

It was just that after many obstacles, the stab was not deep, and it was not a fatal wound at all.

Mannoroth was instead furious because of the pain, and his ferocity was greatly aroused. It roared angrily, propped its antlers with its shoulders, and freed up one hand, which was filled with intense fel energy, and its target was aimed at Malfurion's head.

Malfurion wanted to retreat, but his antlers were stuck in Mannoroth's plate armor, and he couldn't retreat for a while!

The stag pawed its hooves and crashed into it resolutely. It knew that it was too late to dodge, so it might as well die with this demon!

However, at this moment, a high-spirited orc war cry suddenly sounded behind Malfurion.

The chieftain of the Warsong clan, the most powerful orc warrior, suddenly leaped into the air. He glared with red eyes, and his roar seemed to call out all the breath in his lungs. Grom held "Gorehowl" high above his head in mid-air, and he only had one target in his eyes - "The Destroyer" Mannoroth!

Decades ago in Draenor, Gul'dan summoned all the chieftains of the orc clans to meet in Tanaan Jungle, in the place later known as the "Kil'jaeden Throne", he tempted the orcs to drink demon blood, because that blood would give the orcs unparalleled power!

The time of flying in mid-air should be very short, but Grom clearly recalled the details of the gathering at that time:

"Drink, Hellscream, this is the fate of the orcs, you will all be kings!"

"But, Gul'dan, what is the price?"

"All of this!"

At that time, Grom, who was eager for power and eager to fight, was the first to drink the demon blood.

He didn't know that Mannoroth was hiding behind the scenes at that time, secretly peeking at everything, and laughing at them and despising them.

The demon blood completely changed the orcs, changed Draenor, and changed Azeroth.

The fate of the two worlds was completely connected together after he drank the demon blood - war, disaster, slaughter, pain… everything appeared in front of this orc warrior.

His gaze returned to Mannoroth, he roared wildly, and the fighting skills honed over decades allowed him to effortlessly "send" the blade of Gorehowl precisely to the crack on the top of Mannoroth's head that was spewing out fel energy - that was the weakest part of the demon's body!

The blade sank deeply into Mannoroth's head. The "Destroyer", who was gathering fel energy and preparing to slap Malfurion to death, let out a shocking roar in the severe pain. It staggered back two steps, and huge fel energy burst out from inside its body, forming beams of emerald light.

It was about to explode!

Malfurion was still immersed in the great excitement of personally killing Mannoroth.

It has been almost thirty years, and he has finally saved himself!

Malfurion breathed heavily. It noticed the abnormality of Mannoroth's body, but at this time, it seemed that it was too late.

With a loud bang, all the fel energy in Mannoroth's body erupted, forming violent energy fluctuations, and everything around was swallowed by corrosive flames.

Just as the explosion was about to engulf the orc and the stag, two rays of teleportation magic surrounded them. The next moment, Malfurion and Grom, who thought they were dead, appeared not far away.

"I, I'm not dead?" Grom patted his body.

"Sounds like you want to taste the power of fel energy explosion again?" A clear and cold voice came from the orc's ear. He turned his head and saw Anna, who was panting slightly while holding her staff.

"It was you who saved us, mage." Malfurion lowered his head and approached Anna, with human-like gratitude in his deer eyes, "You will forever have my friendship, thank you, Ms. Anna!"

"And mine, mage!" Grom also patted his chest and said, "Whoever dares to be against you is against me, against the Warsong clan!"

Anna shrugged. At this time, she felt that it was worth risking her life to save these two guys.

With the death of the Legion Commander Mannoroth, the demons here immediately lost their fighting spirit and were killed in a short time.

Cenarius slowly walked to his father step by step. Tears gathered in his eyes, and his trembling hand wanted to hug the stag who was looking down at him, but before he could hug him, his knees softened and he collapsed to the ground.

He was too tired. After a day and a night of fierce fighting, he was covered in scars. Now that he was finally safe, he could finally faint with peace of mind.

The vines on Cenarius's back slowly contracted, and a brown-skinned orc slowly rolled out.

"Garrosh!" Grom exclaimed and ran over.