"Orcs - never slaves - "

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Grom began the stride sprint.

The anger pumped out of his heart burned through his entire body.

The resentment that had accumulated in his chest urgently needed to find a place to vent.

He was driven by an indomitable will that lurked deep in his soul.

One step, two steps, three steps......

The tempered sense of distance told him that enough was enough!

His left leg slammed into the ground, and his burly green body suddenly soared into the air with a gravitational momentum, and the [Blood Roar] held high gave people a sense of trance that even broke through the gray sky for a moment.

It wasn't his attack alone!

That's the orc's fight against fate!

That's the whole race's insatiable thirst for the future!

With a wave of both hands, the axe light has flown up.

The blood moon rises, and the axe shines.

From the snowy mountains of Draenor to Goron,

To the Vast Heavens and Regions of Azeroth to fight the Blood Alliance.

Grom*Hell's Roar with a [Blood Roar] crisscrossed two realms and three places for 100,000 miles.

Never feared anyone!

An axe opens the world, who doesn't know the king?

A crooked axe, a crooked axe light.

What started out was like a blood moon, but suddenly it turned into a rainbow that crossed time and space.

Anyone can see that this axe has not changed, and anyone can see the trajectory of this axe.

However, when I saw it, I couldn't resist it at all.

The Abyss Lord Manolos was not a light human or an elf, he was a giant demon weighing more than 1o tons, and from the beginning, he felt that it was not good.

As Akmund's loyal dog, as the vanguard of the Burning Legion, he has destroyed countless planets, destroyed countless inferior races in his eyes, and has traveled across the universe for three thousand years, but has never seen such a brilliant axe.

Manolos didn't know how terrible he would be hurt when he was struck by Grom's axe.

He didn't dare to imagine it at all.

He roared and swung his massive two-headed greatsword into the sky.

Splitting Grom in half in mid-air was his only chance.

However, the terrifying brilliance of the great sword only flashed, but it was deviated!

At this moment, he appeared, and it turned out to be Duke who used an inconspicuous, seemingly only Radiant Moon-level arcane missile, containing the magic power of the Dawn level, and gently hit the edge of the blade.

The difference is a fraction of a centimeter.

Fallacious!

This sword of the Abyss Lord slashed through Grom's side dangerously and dangerously!

Wave it up!

In the next moment, the blood-colored axe light flashed and disappeared!

Slammed into his chest.

Every ounce of Grom's strength, every bit of his anger as a warrior, poured out into this blow.

Moreover, the blade of this terrifying legendary weapon perfectly slashed at the only weak point in the Abyss Lord's chest.

It wasn't a weakness there.

After being hit with all the strength of the demigod-level [Hammer of Destruction], it will also become a weak point!

Saar's previous desperate attacks were by no means meaningless.

"Ah!!h

It was a terrifying glow like a nuclear explosion!

Symbolizes total destruction!

Symbolizes inevitable death!

Sal, who had just come back to his senses, had not had time to stand up, but could only watch as a mentor and friend, named as a subordinate, but more like the Guardian Saint's generation of tribal powerhouse Grom* Hell roared, stunned by the destructive brilliance of the Abyss Lord's last self-explosion before his death!

Grom, who had just attacked with all his might, had no time to escape.

"No—"

As soon as Thrall got up, he was once again tossed over by the blast wave of the explosion, and his head slammed into the rock behind him again.

The light was so strong that the entire ear drum was numbed by the impact of the earth-shattering explosion, and the ears were buzzing.

"No!no!no—" Thrall struggled again, and he scurried to the place where Grom had just been swallowed by the explosion.

However......

All he saw was a few pieces of torn and deformed armor, and Thrall's heart sank into the bottomless abyss in an instant.

He suddenly felt very lonely and lonely.

That's right, he has great ambitions, and he is bent on bringing the suffering orcs out of the miserable tragedy.

But he was too young, and even if he didn't want to admit it, he was still eager to learn more from the heroes of his predecessors, and instinctively chased after the backs of Ogrim and Grom, the heroes of his predecessors.

Never spoken, but he really adores them!

Now, Orgrim has died tragically under Arthas's Frost Sorrow sword, and now it's Grom again?

I have sworn that I will never shed tears!

Because the tears of the orcs have been shed enough!

At this moment, Sal still couldn't help himself and fell to his knees, looking up to the sky and howling.

"No—Grom...... No—"

Originally, this should have been an extremely tragic scene, but unfortunately a heavy voice like a gossamer broke the scene.

"Stinky boy, Lao Tzu is not dead, what the hell is your name?"

Yes?

Thrall almost doubted his ears, his thick neck was like a rusty shaft, and it creaked and creaked, and he couldn't turn it for a long time.

He couldn't believe his perception, but there was an orc behind him panting heavily.

With a heart of hope that crawled out of the abyss of despair, Sal finally turned his body step by step, and saw the two figures almost overlapping more than ten meters behind him.

Totally unbelievable!

It turned out to be Duke holding Grom*Hell, who was more than a lap taller than him, roaring!

The chief of the Warsong Clan was extremely embarrassed, with an unnatural bend in his left hand, and the green skin of his entire front body was slowly covered with burn marks.

But......

He survived after all!

"Grom—uh, Duke!?" Thrall was a little incoherent with excitement.

He really couldn't imagine that at that most critical last moment, it was Duke, who was originally a mortal enemy, who saved the hellish roar of one of his two idols he admired the most?

At this point, Duke yelled, "You're so bad!" and threw Grom down like garbage, looking disgusted.

"How long has it been since you've taken a shower!?"

Looking at the scolding Duke, Grom, who fell to the ground, laughed: "For your sake, I will have the opportunity to learn from you humans to take a bath every day in the future." ”

finally finished laughing, and Ye Ye's face suddenly darkened, and he was not angry: "I...... It seems that this time it is a life owed to you. ”

Duke patted the dust on his body, looked at Manolos's corpse, and said lightly: "You can return me in Hyjal Mountain." ”

This is not a polite matter, because in the latest information, Duke suddenly saw a name that should not have appeared in the historical Battle of Mount Hyjal - the demon lord Kazak!