His was ugly and terrifying from the erosion of demonic energy, and his claws glowed green from the power he used from demonic power all day long. Unlike the typical orc-like bravery of the Great Chief's Black Hand, his aura was even colder and more evil, and he would be oppressed to the point of almost breathlessness if he approached it.

His eyes glow an evil red, and his will is ruling the fate of the entire orc tribe.

The terrifying staff slammed into the solid floor tiles, and it was obviously a small sound, but tens of thousands of orcs in the entire square heard a sound at the same time, which was the rumbling roar of the gears of fate.

When the world was in ruin, the earth was short of food, and the orcs were about to fall into ruin, Gul'dan answered the prayers of the orcs as a shaman and orc prophet.

Gul'dan squirmed his large, fanged mouth, and his voice was heard in all directions through evil magic.

"Our world is going to be destroyed, but the great orcs are not going to be destroyed!"

His voice echoed strangely, like the whole world pulsating.

His every word is strong and powerful, revealing absolute confidence.

His words struck the hearts of every orc like a hammer against an iron tool, driving their powerful hearts to gush with more passionate blood, resonating with his words, boiling with his words.

"Oooo

Gul'dan turned half-sideways and pointed to the gate behind him with his free left hand, this portal that would become a legend in the future, its shape was somewhat like the gate of a temple, it looked solemn and mysterious, and as his rugged and slender fingers pointed, the huge and hollow stone door Huo Ran changed.

A wave of visible green energy rippled through the stone gate, and in the green light, the orcs saw the world opposite from the vague illusion - different from the dark red that was about to be destroyed, it was a clear blue sky, flowing white clouds, and the green trees that the orcs had longed for.

The orcs' breathing suddenly became heavy.

"This door to a new world is about to open! Behind the gate, there are only a few weak races, and their strength is like our children! Their fragile bodies are inferior to our women! Go! Conquer them! Slaughter them! Stain the blood of our enemies with our tomahawks—use our valiant to carve out a new sky for the tribe!"

Infested with demonic blood, most orcs have become extremely belligerent and insane. And the battle to defeat the Draenei has brought the confidence in the hearts of the orcs to an unparalleled peak.

"Oooooooo

The earth-shattering roar and the drumming waves were enough to overturn the entire sky.

With the pointing of Gul'dan's finger, the warriors of the tribe who had already been screened raised their weapons in their hands, and with steps that made the earth tremble, they turned into a torrent of green and rushed towards the huge dark gate!

Watching this scene, Durotan turned to his old friend Orgrim: "I suddenly remembered our war with the Draenei. ”

"So what? The city of Shattrath of the Draenei is already the territory of the Horde. ”

"A good-for-nothing territory. Durotan pursed his lips.

"Hopefully this is a good place for orcs to thrive. ”

Durotan's words were taken over by his wife, Draka, who had been standing by the side: "I hope to lay a better ground for our children." ”

Durotan frowned slightly: "Draka, you still have to insist on joining the first wave of attacks?"

"Only the bravest orcs can take part in the first wave of invasions, do you doubt my prowess?" Drakar gestured with his dagger a few times, a little annoyed.

"Alright, at least, let me go first!"

Following the torrent of orcs, Durotan took the lead and rushed through the huge gate of green light without hesitation......

At the same time, Stormwind.

Duke Horan, who had been in the closed room, opened his eyes, his eyes shining with lightning, his hands trembling with excitement and uneasiness, his heart beating violently with excitement and a little fear.

His mood was so mixed that he couldn't even describe his mood with a taste.

As a former university animal, he never knew the taste of war after a long period of peace.

But as a time-traveler who aspires to make his mark in the world of Azeroth, when he sees the system elves prompting the words 'The Dark Door Opens', he knows that his opportunities and dangers have come at the same time.

"Windsol Makaro!"

For the first time in three months, Duke's voice was out the door. In the past few days, the two people who were even eating and drinking in the outer hall suddenly perked up, knocked on the door and entered the room, and they saw Duke with messy hair and a lot of beard.

The appearance is decadent, but the eyes are unusually bright.

Since becoming a follower of Duke, Windsor has wondered more than once if Duke is a terrible careerist. He looked left and right, and felt that it was a pair of eyes eager to prove himself and make contributions.

Wendthor couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Duke's clear and firm voice sounded in the ears of the two: "The catastrophe I have been worrying about is coming. ”

The hearts of the two of them just chuckled.

Duke held his head high: "This is not the end of the world, nor is it the end of humanity. things, there is still a lot to be done. I will prove to you, to the entire Stormwind Kingdom, and to all of humanity, that the preparations I have done over the past year have been in vain. ”

As Duke's left arm and right hand, Duke has never hidden what he has done in the past time. There was a moment when they thought Duke was going to rebel and take Stormwind.

Duke's actions were one-sided, and he was not the work of a rebel at all.

And today, everything will be revealed.

In Stormwind, Lothar is still in the barracks supervising the training of the soldiers, and is quite satisfied with the progress of the soldiers.

With the help of Xiong Naga, the recruits are growing at a high speed. From the beginning, I couldn't even hold a sword, but now I have become offensive and defensive. During these three months, a lot of small tactics were developed. For example, let two soldiers carry their shields in front, and spearmen with spears in the back to sneak attack.

Today, it seems, is no different than any other day.

But in the middle of the night, Lothar's office was knocked open by a waiter.

"Commander, you'd better take a look at this. "What the attendant was holding was a messenger barrel sealed with fire paint. Looking at the lion mark on it, Anduin's pupils suddenly shrank.