Originally, Thrall was only the inheritor of Orgrim's will.

In this life, Orgrim meant more to Thrall, and he was also Thrall's life mentor.

When Thrall lost Orgrim for the first time outside of Dalaran, Thrall felt sorry for his heartbreak for a long time. Orgrim returns as a deceased, and Thrall secretly wonders how many days and nights he has been overjoying.

If you lose it once, you know how to cherish it more.

Because in the entire tribe, only Orgrim understands Thrall's heart best, and can best think about the tribe from Thrall's point of view. And as an orc predecessor who once served as a big chief, his opinions and experience are incomparable.

Wojin wasn't bad, but Wojin was always a troll, and he sometimes had a hard time thinking like an orc.

Now that Orgrim has chopped Illidan in one face, how can Thrall not be shocked and heartbroken!?

Just the next moment, Sal smiled bitterly.

"I'm already dead!" Ogrim cursed as he unleashed the [Counter Storm] with his upper body still on the ground.

This scene is extremely weird, only half of his body is left, Orgrim actually relied on the professional skills of a warrior in mid-air to beat Illidan with a few hammers.

Illidan stepped back, slashing across the Escinos Blades from ten meters away, watching with an amused gaze as the half-cut Orgrim fell to the ground and continued to jump.

At this time, everyone realized that Ogrim, who was a forsaken person, could not die again as long as his soul core was not damaged.

If Orgrim doesn't mind, he can just find a suture to sew up his body and continue to fight.

Before Thrall was done happy, Illidan was upset.

He spat hard: "It's really a dirty and annoying quality, since it's dead, just become my strength." ”

Illidan retracted his blade in his left hand into the space bag, and then his free palm jerked forward.

A green ball of demonic light floated in the air, the flickering green light on it reflecting the indifferent look on the face of the self-proclaimed Lord of the Outlands.

At this moment, the black cloth wrapped around the upper half of his face could no longer hide the hollow eye sockets under the black cloth, because the dark fire-like evil energy green flame was burning in the eye sockets. The glittering light came through, making Illidan's whole person look even more eerie.

I have to say that the Van Cleef father and daughter are quite brave.

When Illidan jumped out, they made the decision to temporarily abandon the Soul Box and storm Illidan.

Unfortunately, they did not succeed.

A purple aura enveloped Illidan, causing their blades to bounce off before they could touch him.

Garcios, one of the four members of the Council of Illidare, a Paladin Smasher with the ability of a paladin, directly sent a protective blessing to Illidan, making Illidan temporarily immune to physical damage.

Another four-man group, the Night Elf thief Willless Deepshadow, approached Edwin Van Cleeff with a shadow step, and forced Old Fan to abandon Illidan and face off with Willless with a few daggers.

There is no one to stop Illidan.

The glow of the ball of light on his left palm was dissipating in his palm, and before everything around him could return to darkness, another existence that had been temporarily ignored suddenly erupted.

"Woo-lur-" With a vague soul wail, a strange light began to glow around the soul box. A purple-black vortex with a terrifying aura opened above the Soul Box.

The vortex spun rapidly, and at first no one felt anything wrong.

Soon, everyone knew who this vortex was aimed at.

"Woo-" Orgrim, who was still in a big trouble not 'dying', suddenly went out of his body.

A green soul identical to Orgrim's soul vortex flew out of his remaining half of his body and plunged into the soul vortex before everyone could react.

In less than half a second, everyone noticed that the face of the Soul Box's Source of Suffering form had been replaced by Orgrim's.

The former High Chief closed his eyes tightly and opened his fanged mouth wide to let out a savage roar in the style of an orc.

It was an unconscious catharsis of pain, but it conveyed pain, fear, and more than these emotions in the entire tribal camp on the scene—consternation.

Turning the neck of the machine, Thrall looked again at where Orgrim had been.

Ash –

And the tragic situation that is very apt to this statement.

Orgrim's body was so completely destroyed that it was as if it had been drained of all water, and there was not even a trace of weathering remaining.

Illidan stomped his foot, and in the next second, Orgrim's body was like dust that had been swept away by a storm, completely blown away, and there was no trace of the original at all.

"No—" Sal cried, crying tears of regret.

Illidan sneered: "The soul box is stuffed with a lot of orc souls, I don't care about a few more orc powerhouse souls." Why, aren't you going to submit yet?Sal, this is your last chance and your tribe......"

There was only one hammer to answer Illidan.

It was like a volcano suddenly thrown at me.

Illidan's face froze: "You are—kill yourself!!" As soon as he raised his hand, the demonic spell [Dark Barrage] shot out, and countless black shadow missiles poured down on the thrown [Hammer of Destruction].

The blazing fire on the hammer quickly dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the hammer flew three meters away, it was already black and slammed into the ground. It looked like this mighty hammer was no different from a mortal iron.

The powerful tribes are furious!

They abandoned their goal and rushed towards Illidan in unison.

They want to break the body of this evil demon who dares to provoke their great chief and trample on the dignity of the entire tribe.

It's a pity!

The gap in strength is so large that it cannot be bridged with courage.

[Shadow Impact]!

This exaggerated Shadow Group Attack easily sent all the Tribal warriors within 100 yards into the air, and it took them a while to fall heavily from mid-air like dumplings.

"Hah, isn't this our Great Chief!?" Gurtug screamed as he walked over to Thrall, who was lying on the ground, and lifted Thrall with both hands. Because of the evil transformation, his body is even larger than Thrall, who is already quite burly.

Gurtug looked at Illidan, "My master, don't mind if I torture him?"

Illidan nodded scoffingly.

The power of [Blood Boiling] was injected into Sal's body, causing the dizzy Sal to scream on the spot.

Iriel, who was holding the soul box over there, couldn't help it, and was about to say something, when suddenly she heard Vanessa's voice: "Don't get excited. The host is coming. ”

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