After a five-day break from the Alliance Heroes, the Horde Heroes finally managed to kill Osirian the Scarless at the cost of three second-tier chieftains who had become undead warriors, as well as two high-ranking druids.

Sal was not happy with the result because the losses were too great.

But he couldn't complain about anything.

Compared to the Alliance, the tribe clearly lacked healing methods, and the druids from Thunder Bluff and the shamans cultivated by Orgrimmar himself were second-rate. It was clear that when it came to the healing of heavy wounds, it was the Priests and Paladins of the Alliance who were superior. Moreover, the undead cannot use the healing techniques of the natural system, relying on the [Dark Healing] magic that the third-rate undead priest only has.

Whether they admit it or not, the Alliance's Heroic Regiment is indeed far superior to the Horde in terms of endurance.

Kane rejected the death of the Minotaur Druid and threw himself into the arms of the Forsaken, in which he had a very unpleasant falling out with Anastrian.

Sal is now a head two large.

Fortunately, the loot dropped by Osirian diluted the faint sorrow a little.

"It's a good hammer, I want it. "Orgrim fell in love with the [Frosted Warhammer] that Osirian fell, compared to the demigod [Hammer of Doom] he used before, this thing is a transitional item except that the hammer head is square-shaped and resembles the Hammer of Doom.

Sal's mouth squirmed, as if he wanted to say something.

Orgrim patted Sal on the shoulder: "A dead man should look like a dead man." I'm so happy to be able to jump out of the graveyard and continue fighting for the tribe. If I wanted to return to the Hammer of Doom, I should have taken it to the grave instead of passing it on to you. ”

"Thank you!" Sal said heavily.

A big cold hand slapped on Sal's shoulder, and Orgrim smiled, "You've done a great job." Young Great Chief. It was a no-compromise victory. We should laugh, shouldn't we?"

"Yes......" Sal said halfway through his words, and suddenly his face changed drastically.

Not only him, but the entire tribal heroic regiment fell into consternation.

The earth is trembling!

There is a huge existence that is breaking ground.

Naxxramas, all kinds of sirens sounded.

Even though it was a floating fortress that would not be affected by the trembling of the earth, the powerful tsunami-like elemental fluctuations were overwhelming, still making the entire fortress shake like a lonely boat in a stormy sea.

Duke's voice echoed throughout the fortress.

"Open the shield!"

"Lower the height!"

"The fortress urgently moves north!"

"Close all the gun doors and protective doors! Hold on to what you can hold your body in place and resist the impact!"

Naxxramas at a thousand meters in the air was so embarrassed, let alone the soldiers on the front line. Even though Duke had expected that Cthun was likely to break out and withdrew the large coalition forces in the Beetle Wall, the Beetle Gate could not be left unguarded, and a thousand-strong brigade was still placed there. It's just that within a few kilometers of the north of the beetle platform, a mechanized force of 30,000 people is arranged, and the soldiers all sit on steam-tracked armored vehicles in shifts, attacking and retreating.

Now it seems that the thousand-man team is more than lucky.

The earth roared, and tens of thousands of tons of boulder fragments arched under the power of evil, breaking through the sea of sand and floating to the ground. The sand dunes rose high and then exploded like bombs, and stones flew in all directions.

The coalition soldiers only saw a flash in front of their eyes, and countless disgusting tentacles 'grew' out of the sea of sand like sharp knives that pierced a piece of paper.

These tips had terrifying white hooks, or tentacles with wide, disgusting eyes, swirling and lunging towards each Coalition soldier.

Fighters who don't have time to react are easily pierced through their bodies, or their entire bodies are torn into pieces like a piece of paper.

Those disgusting tentacles with a large number of barbs were already terrifying enough.

There are also a large number of eyeball tentacles, which emit terrifying blue rays with their purple whites. The damage is not fatal in one hit, but this ray similar to the [Spiritual Whip] brings great pain to every warrior who is hit.

"Ahhh

"No!"

"What is this!?"

"Fight back! Fight back!"

Seriously, artillery at close range is a tragedy. But the coalition fighters had no choice, and their swords could barely do any damage to the tentacles. On the contrary, if you hesitate so much, you are likely to be swept into the depths of the earth with a tank on your back.

A large pit like a whirlpool, swallowing an unknown number of coalition soldiers, is there a huge mouth with countless teeth under the quicksand, or a wriggling mouthpiece?

The warrior in grief and terror had no time to imagine.

But everyone knows that this should be the ancient god Cthun that the alliance's top brass has repeatedly emphasized.

Every soldier guarding the Beetle Gate was informed of the risks here, and they even left a suicide note at the request of the commander.

They are not reconciled!

They are the best warriors of the Union and the Horde.

They guarded in shifts, keeping the highest vigilance, but could not do anything and were unilaterally slaughtered.

Duke didn't have a way back for them, more than twenty portals were open there twenty-four hours a day. Day and night, there are three squadrons of Griffon Knights, Hippogriff Knights, or Wyverns on hand at any time.

However, everything happened so quickly that almost instantly, all the portals were blown up, and all the Sky Knights were knocked down by the rays of the tentacles of the eyeballs.

At this point, since there was no way back, many people simply mustered up the courage of their whole bodies, roared wildly, and rushed towards the hideous tentacles that kept writhing with mortar shells or explosive packs.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Explosions rang out continuously.

When Duke reacted and opened a new portal to answer, there was a full team of 1,000 people, and only 68 people returned, and most of them were left with lifelong disabilities.

Duke was silent, his face pale.

Cthun's terrible he knew, just ......

Gianna gently took Raduk's hand: "Don't blame yourself, you've done a good job." ”

Varok Sarufar stood beside him, his expression agitated, his long fangs rattling, and his green face seemed to have turned dark green.

Magni was the most excited, because he wanted to evacuate at any time, so the degree of mechanization of this thousand-man team was the highest, which also meant that the dwarves made up the highest proportion.

He walked over, his heavy armor making his steps even heavier: "Duke, I only ask you, we waited for five days. Is it worth it?"

McGoney wasn't blaming Duke for his decision, in fact, he, like many league powerhouses, was a little puzzled by Duke's somewhat nonsensical wait for five days. If the bonus brought by waiting for the strong of the tribe is 1, but the bonus brought by Cthun becoming stronger is 10, then it is better to go up and attack Cthun directly from the beginning of killing the Twin Emperors.

Duke couldn't tell Magni the answer, but with a gritty glint in his eyes, he replied with only one word: "Worth it!"

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ps: The little guy is uncomfortable, and the father is also miserable, sorry.

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