Chapter 70 The Fear of Ancient Gods

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After Kil'jaeden heard the news about Hasabel, he was not excited at first, but full of doubts. His intuition told him that there might be something fishy behind this matter.

However, Archimonde didn't feel anything at all, because he discovered that the person who opened the portal was none other than a great lich who followed him during the Battle of Mount Hyjal: Reki Winterhan.

Although he was expelled back to the Twisting Nether, it does not mean that Archimonde knew nothing about the subsequent developments of the battle. Most of the demons were eliminated on Mount Hyjal, but there were still a considerable number of remnants who evacuated the front line and were scattered around the The various lands of Kalimdor.

A group of demons led by Reki Wintercold was one of them. Unexpectedly, he was able to escape to the Broken Islands under heavy siege by the Night Elf Sentinels, and also opened the portal in the Tomb of Sargeras. This made Ah Kermond was a little overjoyed.

Sometimes, surprises often come from things you didn't expect at all. For example, Archimonde never had any hope for the demons left on Azeroth. He only thought that they were a bunch of incompetent waste, but today Thunder Ji Donghan did teach him a lesson, that is, waste also has its use value.

Perhaps it was because he was such a waste that he escaped the night elves' eyes and slipped to the Broken Islands. If the high-level demon who had stayed behind had been a high-level demon like Azgaro, he would have been killed by Azeroth in a short time. Sri Lanka's local army was wiped out.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you succeed, you will do something that even Sargeras has not been able to do. I only regret that my physical body has not fully recovered, otherwise I must be the one who completes the great deeds. , not you Kil'jaeden."

Archimonde's slightly provocative words made Kil'jaeden frown, and he sneered at the Defiler's remarks.

"Archimonde, if your brain is not burned out by evil energy, don't use such low-level words to try to anger me."

"Oh, haha, my brother, what should you do? Do you want to watch this great opportunity slip away? You know, the patience of the Lord of Darkness is also limited, and you have to make some achievements."

Illidan was once considered Kil'jaeden's subordinate, and the trouble he made was not small at all. Illidan defeated Marton and took away the Sargerit Keystone, although Kil'jaeden suppressed the matter. It went on without letting it spread widely in the legion, but that doesn't mean that this matter has no impact at all.

Although Archimonde defeated Mount Hyjal, the night elves paid a heavy price anyway. Both the Well of Eternity and the World Tree suffered heavy losses in that war. This kind of effective war of attrition will always be It is the legions that have the upper hand, for their armies are endless.

Kil'jaeden, on the other hand, instigated the orcs to invade Azeroth. After getting rid of Gul'dan's control, the orcs bit back the Legion. Now they are on the side of Azeroth, fighting the Legion to the death, even Draa. Nuo's frontline outposts were also dismantled by the Alliance. The most abstract thing is that the seemingly loyal Illidan is actually a traitor. Illidari alone has accomplished many achievements that all races on the planet have not achieved even if they work together. Counterattack Burning The legion's stronghold.

Marton suffered heavy losses in that attack, and the troops stationed there were severely injured. In addition, the Sargrith Keystone has been stolen, and it is meaningless to be stationed there. The Burning Legion is gradually abandoning this stronghold.

This may be regarded as the first actual "failure" of the Burning Legion in thousands of years. Even if it is the first invasion of Azeroth, it can only be regarded as being expelled. In fact, the real power of the demons has not yet fully landed on Azeroth. Lars was repelled by the combined efforts of the elves and other races bathed in the raw power of Azeroth.

So Kil'jaeden is now far more anxious to achieve something than Archimonde, and the ultimate goal of the Burning Legion, Azeroth, is right in front of Kil'jaeden at this moment, and as a believer, Reki... Winter Cold's ardent call, even if he knew there might be some problems behind this matter, Kil'jaeden's best choice is to plunge into the portal and spread the power of the Burning Legion across Azeroth again...

"So, are you ready, my old friend?"

Archimonde's voice echoed in the Fel Hall for a long time. When Kil'jaeden came to his senses again, he found that his colleague had disappeared, leaving only the last sentence, which was half a question and half a question. is an echo of defiance.

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"Saurfang!"

Garrosh rode a warg and flew over the piled insect corpses, carrying two axes stained with disgusting slime, and came to Varok's side. He glanced at the insect corpses surrounding Varok in a circle. He wrinkled his nose, trying to prevent the disgusting smell from entering his nasal cavity as much as possible.

"Garrosh? What are you doing here? Has the defense been breached by the bugs?" Varok is holding the battle ax and wiping the mucus on it with a rag he found from nowhere to prevent the liquid from corroding it. own weapons, and asked in surprise the reason for Garrosh's visit.

The two of them respectively commanded two vanguard troops to block the insect army in the northeast of the Beetle Wall. The Cenarion Circle was blocking the front of the Beetle Wall, and the Alliance troops from the old world were covering the Cenarion in the southwest. Austrian Council and Sentinel Troops.

"It's still early for those bugs to break through the front line of my warriors," Garrosh replied in a low and hoarse voice. "On the contrary, those bugs don't seem to be as crazy as they were some time ago. My scouts said they are gradually retreating. withdraw."

"My scouts also sent similar reports." Varok nodded.

"I think it's time to take the initiative. Haven't you noticed yet? These bugs can't be killed at all. We must destroy their lair in one go and cut off their supply of troops."

Garrosh has long been tired of aimless defense. In his opinion, these bugs are just like the demons of Draenor. They cannot be killed at all. Instead of fighting them here, it is better to cut off their source of troops directly. , like destroying the demon's portal.

"This is too reckless, Garrosh." Varok disagreed with Garrosh. He glanced to the southwest, wondering what he was thinking.

"I think you are old, Saurfang, and you have lost your prowess as an orc -"

"That's enough, Garrosh, I am the supreme commander here," Varok waved his hand to interrupt Garrosh's taunting. He walked up to Garrosh and stared condescendingly into Garrosh's eyes, " If you haven’t been dazzled by the killing, just look into my eyes and calm down!”

Garrosh was speechless for a moment. Even though he subconsciously wanted to refute Varok, the rising anger and fighting spirit in Varok's eyes showed that he was far more brave than any orc soldier, and he also regarded the glory of the warrior as supreme. Garrosh couldn't deny it.

After making sure that Garrosh had no intention of continuing to rant, Varok calmed down his strong momentum and said slowly, "I'm not blind yet. I can see that the bugmen are retreating, but the person controlling them is What we don’t understand at all, the Alliance knows better than we do, so they didn’t attack rashly. The Horde is still very fragile, and we can’t gamble with the lives of our soldiers.”

Garrosh was speechless, because as Varok said, the Alliance, which was far more powerful than the Horde, was standing still and had no intention of pursuing the fleeing bugs. If they led the Horde to attack at this time, wouldn't they be taking advantage of the Horde? Soldiers' lives to reduce the alliance's battle losses?

But the young Hellscream was still unwilling to give in, "Then we just wait here and eat the sand of Silithus?"

"Don't worry, young man... you have experienced few battles, but since yesterday, I heard... fear from the screams of these supposedly fearless insects."

Varok's vicissitudes of life seemed to be shining brightly. The insects would not be afraid, but would the obviously wise master behind them be afraid?

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