I have to say that Anastrian really put a lot of effort into this new old nest. In the case of insufficient human resources, it can be said that the study of institutions has been brought to the extreme.

It's just that his poor imagination has limited the construction of a new Undercity.

He never imagined that the 100-meter rock formation, which he relied on as an absolute barrier, would be broken in such a way.

No matter how many traps he has placed on the periphery of the New Undercity, will there be any use for it?

People don't go through your trap at all, and go straight into the deepest part of your lair. Unless you're hiding a bunch of bombers in your own home and you're ready to die together, the Forsaken who participated in the betrayal this time are on their knees.

Watching the armies of orcs and blood elves descend from the dome of the city, which was supposed to be a rock formation, the momentum like a dumpling frightened everyone who was forgotten.

"Ahh......h

It's a pity that he was greeted by the golden warhammer of the Blood Elf Paladin, the sacred golden arrow of the Blood Elf Ranger, and even the giant axe of the Orc Warrior.

Hijacked?

Innocent?

Perhaps!

But everyone knows that the guy who really has nothing to do with the great pharmacist Putress has long been killed by his new plague in the battle of Scourge City, and has returned to the Lich King's command.

The rest are either his hardcore comrades, or at least the 'neutrals' who know what is going on but don't report it.

Thrall hadn't thought about identifying these guys, after all, the tribe still needed mages from the Forsaken.

Woking reminded him that the fury of the orc's betrayal could only be extinguished by destruction and death.

Either way, it's an ironclad fact that the Blackstone clan has been betrayed again.

The last time was back twenty years ago with the Black Hand Brothers.

For the sake of glory, for the sake of the discipline of the army, and for the sake of the stability of the tribe, Varok Sarufar, who had already set out for Northrend, would definitely suppress the remaining Blackstone orcs and the other orcs of the other clans who had been pitted in Disaster City that day.

But every pair of eyes was watching the big chief's every move.

Orcs can allow disagreeers to leave, but will never tolerate such betrayal on the battlefield.

Therefore, the elite assault troops led by the frostwolf clan are more ruthless than the blood elves.

What's more, you say that you are innocent, but at the moment when you declare your betrayal of the tribe, you have the right to move freely in the city of the New Undercity, you liar?

There are no innocents for the forsaken who are still in the New Dark City!

The huge battle axes fell, and the undead whose muscles had long since lost their toughness directly split their bodies.

The skull was split into rotten watermelons, the arms and thighs were severed like broken firewood, and the body was like a rotten rag bag with the blackened and dry organs falling out......

Everywhere there were screams, everywhere there were desperate wails.

This is true of the orcs, and so are the methods of the blood elves.

There were no surrenderers, and the bodies of all the forsaken were completely mashed. The Blood Elf Priest and Paladin who followed up directly sprinkled holy light and holy water, purifying all the souls that might become resentful spirits.

"Hahaha!" Sylvanas wielded the artifact longbow [Solidar* Star's Wrath], happily slashing the Forsaken.

That's right, not archery, but the near-curved blade structure of the longbow itself, with a machete-like technique, slashing the fleeing Forsaken one by one.

Directly breached from the inside, coupled with the massive explosion, many passages were destroyed, and the Forsaken scurried like blind flies, and then were slashed by the allied forces that caught up.

"No, Great Chief, don't kill me, I'll be there for you......" exclaimed the captured royal pharmacist, Putress.

"Serve, go to hell to be a slave to your betrayed tribesmen for hundreds of millions of years!" In front of the accompanying giant magician, under the full live broadcast of the magic mirror, Thrall grabbed Putress by the collar and slammed him to the ground.

The heavy, huge boots slammed into Putress' waist with a crisp "click" that cracked the entire lumbar vertebrae and pelvic bones.

"This is what happens to traitors!" Thrall roared domineeringly, raising the Hammer of Doom in his hand.

Through the magic mirror, the orcs, who were still resting in Northrend, could clearly see that the black hammer of their own great chief had smashed down fiercely, smashing the head of the traitor who had been damned ten thousand times into a rotten watermelon.

Well, it's still expired rotten watermelon.

Every orc raised their arms or weapons in their hands at this moment, and let out a deafening roar!

"Well done!"

"Kill the traitor!"

"That's the price of betrayal—"

On the other hand, Sylvanas found the Dreadlord Varymathas.

Almost when she saw him in person, Queen Xi felt a sense of trance like a fateful duel. She didn't know that the hideous-looking demon in front of her would become her subordinate in the original time and space, and she didn't know that in that time, he betrayed her.

At this point in time, Queen Xi only knew that this disgusting guy in front of her was one of the culprits who participated in the destruction of the Eternal Song Forest and Silvermoon City back then.

"No, no, I can ......" The Dreadlord has no discipline.

Perhaps the other demons hate death, but they don't fear it too much.

Varimathas, who entered Azeroth as an overseer of the Scourge Legion. Later, after Akmund was hanged, he and several other Dreadlords first took refuge in Arthas, and then were plotted against Anastrian.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a slave with three surnames.

It was better for him not to die, and once he did, his soul would be forced back into the Twisted Void. Although the three giants of the Burning Legion are now on their knees, who dares to guarantee that a few bosses will be resurrected or something in the future and will not turn back to liquidate him?

So he knelt down on the spot to Queen Xi.

Unfortunately, if Sylvanas had been the Forgotten Queen, who had just taken over the Forsaken in history and was desperately lacking in strength and help, he might still be tolerated.

Now that she is a demigod of Azeroth, the official queen of the elven race, and the partner of Duke, the commander of the alliance, she needs to accept this kind of three-surname house slave as a junior brother?

Don't be funny!

Sylvanas birds don't bird him.

All she wants is destruction and revenge.

"Whether it's the Scourge Legion, the Forsaken or the Demons, destroy them all—" The wind elemental exploded completely in Queen Xi's body.

The aura of rage, overflowing divinity, filled almost every corner of this dark temple.

When he saw the electric light bursting from the longbow of Queen Xi's artifact, the Fear Demon King had no luck anymore, and he pounced fiercely, and as soon as he raised his hand, a large swarm of [rancid bees] emitted a foul smell smashed over.

Unfortunately, a dazzling flash of lightning swept down a huge room that wiped out all presence in the vicinity of the firing route.

A violent thunderbolt that destroyed everything......