The reopening of the Dark Gate was definitely a terrifying scene, losing the storm circle used to hold the world portal in place, and the energy vortex of the Dark Gate seemed even more wild and tyrannical, just the moment it opened, the earth inside the crater was swept away by the energy storm A whole layer of rock and soil.

This situation made Khadgar's scalp tingle, so that the chaotic energy could not be controlled at all, and any attempt to forcibly intervene in it would be directly shattered by the energy storm of the Dark Gate.

Unless Dalaran's Council of Six and the Archmages of the Silvermoon Council of Silvermoon City acted together, they would not be able to suppress such a huge and distorted magical power.

In other words, even if disaster was ahead, Khadgar couldn't do anything but watch with cold hands and feet.

He wasn't the magic monster he was 20 years later, and he was still very immature and couldn't control this really big scene.

"Buzz"

An old orc in shamanic robes, with wild skull decorations on his shoulders and a blue staff of thousand souls in his hand, walked slowly out of the whirlpool, he looked up, the bone-white lines on his cheeks exposed to the air of Azeroth, and Naozu took a deep breath as he looked at the land that was no different from the Hellfire Peninsula.

The terrible air was as scorching as the world of Draenor, which made Neozu's sense of Azeroth very poor, and the fate of the world of Draenor weighed heavily on his shoulders, and at this point in time, he could no longer hesitate.

"Oh, what a powerful elemental spirit... Shocking elemental power! ”

"Listen to my call!"

The old shaman raised his staff in both hands, and with his incomparable sincerity and skill in the elements, the moment he stepped into this world, Azeroth's elemental power, which was more than ten times stronger than Draenor, roared around his body.

The black wind howled, lightning and thunder roared in an instant, the solid earth cracked under his feet, and under the manipulation of the will of the real great shaman, the burned stone of the Dark Gate was reorganized behind Naozu in a strange way under the wielding of the shaman's power, and it was only in an instant that the magic circle used to stabilize the Dark Gate, which was destroyed by Khadgar with all his might, was completely repaired just as Naozu waved his hand.

The World Portal completely connects the two worlds at this moment.

So, the roaring orc warriors rushed out of the maelstrom frantically, seemingly endlessly, and the wolf cavalry of the Thunder King clan, led by Fenris, rushed out of the cracked crater at a rapid speed in the power of the shaman-blessed wind, surrounding the human knights in front.

Amid the howls of the wolves, more orc infantry rushed out of the portal.

There are green-skinned orcs identical to the first invasion of the world of Azeroth, as well as pure-blooded orcs with rare brown skin, perhaps not as numerous as the invaders who followed Blackhan into Azeroth, but in terms of their will to fight, they are in no way inferior to their "predecessors".

The orc army was also mixed with taller ogres, and what was even more terrifying was that the orc shamans who rode huge split-hoofed oxen, naked and frantically beat the drums of war with bone hammers, after the elemental spirits responded to Naozu, the lack of magical support of the tribe was also filled, and the war shamans of the Shadow Moon Clan returned to the battlefield once again.

Just like the orc clans that once fought in the north and south, they held high the battle flag of the clan, low as the drum of war beating in the heart, constantly exuding the light of shamanic spells, like an aura, the shrouded orcs will become stronger, layers of rock shields shrouded the warriors' bodies, the spirit of flowing water heals the orc's body, and the flame totem makes the warriors' weapons wrapped in raging fire.

The reawakened tribe, the tribe that has returned to its primitive instincts, has become even more terrifying...

The brief peace that Azeroth had fought through the hard war was shattered in an instant.

Surrounded by the chieftains, the elemental power of Neozu took a step forward, the crater around the Dark Gate was torn apart in the rush of elemental power, and the old shaman moved his neck as he looked at the archmage and general who had held out in the storm of rubble, and he smiled strangely.

"Azeroth, the true tribe... It's back! ”

At this time on the battlefield, the one who felt the pressure brought by Naozu the most was Khadgar, the archmage who was surrounded by the wind and lightning of the elements.

In his eyes that were extremely sensitive to magic, the old orc shaman in front of him was like a moving hill, he had never seen an unruly elemental spirit so tame to a flesh creature, like... It's like being willing to be controlled by the old orc in front of you.

The elements of the wind, the earth, the flames, the water, the four elements that make up the world were wrapped around Naozu's body, making him like the embodiment of the earth, and with every step he took forward, the heavy pressure pressed Khadgar to take a step back.

On the battlefield, the archmages have not fought with the shamans of the tribe, but those shamans come from the Draenor who has been sealed with the elements, and after drinking the blood of demons, the elemental spirits have disdained to respond to their cries, and even if they can barely use it, they will be extremely inferior to the mages who manipulate the magic power.

But this shaman in front of him is different!

Khadgar straightened up in the wind, his hands clenching the Staff of the Guardian in both hands, and the vast amount of magic he unleashed as he formed a purple magical barrier around him and Danas, pushing the frenzied elemental power out of his barrier.

He stared at Naozu, and he knew... It is quite possible that you have met a "real" shaman yourself.

"I've heard of you, mage... I've heard that you were the one who scattered Orgrim's tribe and that you manipulated magic but lacked respect for the elements, so you think you're powerful? ”

Neozu held the staff in his left hand, his right hand spun and stretched out, and between the fingers jumping, the howling wind gathered in the palm of his hand, and under the transformation of the rapidly winding elemental power, in Khadgar's stunned gaze, the formless and insubstantial wind quickly turned into a flaming magma flame.

"Direct conversion of the properties of energy? So rough and so simple... Violet is on top. ”

Khadgar let out an exclamation that was difficult for ordinary people to understand, but Danas didn't have time to sigh, he pulled out the battle axe behind his back with his backhand, blocked it in front of Khadgar, and roared loudly:

"Khadgar! Counterattack! ”

"Boom"

At the shout of Danas, the archmage's left hand waved, and the triple purple spell wrapped around his arm, forming a cumbersome magic circle, after absorbing the huge magic power, the archmage waved his hand, and a fireball the size of a human head rushed towards the chiefs in front of him, and this was only the beginning, in Khadgar's extremely rapid chanting, a continuous stream of fireballs of flame condensed from him and Danas, and blasted towards the orcs in front of him in a pouring attitude.

Seeing the scorching fireballs in the air, even forming a barrage-like attack, Danas's eyes flashed, and the stones under his feet cracked, and the great force propelled the warriors to leap and blast like cannonballs towards the great shaman who was surrounded by the chiefs.

In the face of inevitable battles, true warriors will not retreat!

"Die!"

At the roar of Danas, in the face of the overwhelming fireball attack, Naozu let out a low laugh.

"Look at these humans, they think they're amazing..."

"Bang"

The staff of a thousand souls was on the ground, the elemental power was roaring, and the earth where the great shaman was standing surged rapidly, and the earth responded to his call, and the rocks that rolled like flowing water quickly rolled up from under the ground, as if pushed by an invisible hand, and in an instant, a thick wall of rock formed in front of Naozu's eyes.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The fireball thrown by Khadgar smashed into this rock wall, and the crazy explosion of the fireball made the rock wall smash sideways, but the barrage-like fireball attack was blocked by this rock wall, seeing that Danas had launched an offensive, Khadgar waved his left hand, the cumbersome spell on his arm was beating and reorganizing, and the huge magic power formed a substantial magic flame behind him.

The archmage took a deep breath, and between the heaving of his chest, the magical flames behind him gathered rapidly, forming an illusion of a dragon above his head.

"Boom"

The flames like the dragon's breath rolled and erupted from the mouth of the illusion, like a wave of flame marks, completely encircling the battlefield of the two sides in an instant, the power of the high-level magic dragon breath technique was amazing, in less than 1 second of the dragon's breath, the surrounding temperature had risen by at least 10 degrees.

At a time when the dragon's breath was extinguished and the machine that baked the walls of boulder was weakened, Danas's offensive came at this time.

"Bang"

The wall of boulder erected in front of Naozu's eyes was split from the center by the warrior's double-edged heavy axe, and the surging killing intent in Danas's eyes made his slash even more threatening, and this was for Naozu, the most threatening one.

But just before the tomahawk slashed at the Great Chief, a tall figure staggered forward, and a heavy, huge tomahawk decorated with animal bones smashed into the tomahawk that Danas had cut down from the bottom up.

"Bang"

The powerful blow was intercepted in this way, and the collision of the two forces shattered the ground beneath the warrior's feet, and the catharsis of that power formed a vortex of wind like substance, blowing up the rubble and dust around it.

Danas looked up, his face full of surprise, he didn't think the blow would be ruined, but when he looked up, across from him, the tall, leather-clad orc warrior also cracked his mouth and smiled at him with malice.

The dark red eyes were terrifying, but even more surprising was that the orc chieftain held the battle axe in his left arm and received Danas's killer blow with one hand.

"Pretty good kill, human, but if you want to live, you might need a bit of luck..."

Grom looked at the human general in front of him with a critical gaze, he snorted, and with a wave of his left hand holding the tomahawk, the force of the weapon lifted Danas away, and the general spun around in the air before landing next to Kagard, and he staggered back a few steps before steady.

The orc chief moved his body and carried the blood-red battle axe on his shoulder, blocking the front of Neozu, Danas's wrist ached, he looked at the chief, and he shouted:

"Who are you! I've never seen you in Orgrim's tribe! ”

"Grommache. Hell roars... Remember the name! ”

Grom took a step back, and the brief encounter was only a warm-up for him, and it was not very satisfying:

"Orgrim may be strong to you, but in a one-on-one fight, he never beats me!"

"Tear up"

Neozu had lost patience with this encounter, and the moment Grom retreated, the magma flames in his palms changed again, and beating thunder erupted from his palms, like thousands of thunder swords, enveloping the entire Dallas that was caught off guard in the beating and splitting thunder and lightning, and even Khadgar was enveloped by the lightning storm.

"Ahh

Danas's hair stood on end, his armor turned into a conductor, the smell of roasted meat came from his body, Khadgar's magical enchantment shattered under the attack of the great shaman who used it with all his might, and in the flutter of purple magic shards, Khadgar gritted his teeth and grabbed the general's wrist, and the magic gem in his other hand was crushed.

The light of the teleportation technique lit up in the lightning storm, and the next moment, the figures of the two people disappeared from the battlefield.

"Ran away?"

Grom spat disdainfully: "Chase!" ”

"Wait!"

Neozu stopped the orc chieftain's pursuit, and he glanced back at the battlefield beyond the crater, facing the most powerful wolf cavalry of the Thunder King clan, the 300 knights who followed Danas were reduced to less than a third after a short battle, and they had already begun to crumble.

"Kill these humans... No need to chase that mage anymore. ”

The Great Chief glanced coldly at the fortress in the distance of the Cursed Lands, and he turned back to the other chiefs and said:

"Don't forget what we're here for!"

"Gromache, I want you to take the elite warriors of the Warsong Clan to the northern frontier of the human world, where you will find the Book of Medivan and the Eye of Dalaran, those death knights will help you, and I will transfer all the bipedal wyverns to you, be sure to grab the artifact as quickly as possible!"

"Brooks! You advance to the end of the land with the other chieftains, make an invading feint, attract the attention of the humans, and keep the Dark Gate safe until we return! ”

Neozu gave two orders, rubbing his fingers, remembering Tyrion's warning, and finally, he whispered:

"Fenris took the Thunder King's wolf cavalry and a portion of the ogres to the Upwind Trail, Karazan... I'll go and solve that problem myself! ”

He looked at the chiefs in front of him:

"What this battle is for, everyone knows very well, I won't say anything superfluous... Hopefully, when we go back to Draeno, we will bring hope back to our people. ”

"Lexar, I have a special mission for you, others, let's go!"