"Orcs will never be slaves"

The roar of shock resounded through the entire gray valley, shaking all the unstable rock chips around it.?

Grom started a big stride.

The anger pumped out of the heart ignited his entire body.

The anger accumulated in the chest is urgently needed to find a place to vent.

The unyielding will hidden deep in the soul drives him.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The sense of distance that has been tempered for thousands of times tells him that it is enough!

His left leg kicked hard on the ground, and his green and burly body suddenly rushed to the sky with a force that violated gravity. The raised [Blood Roar] gave people a sense of trance that even broke through the gray sky.

That wasn't his own attack!

That is the orcs' struggle against fate!

That is the entire race's endless desire for the future!

With a wave of his hands, the axe light had already risen.

The blood moon rises, and the axe light rises.

From the capped mountains of Drano to Goron,

Go to Azeroth's vast world bloody alliance.

Grom Hellscream traverses one hundred thousand miles from two realms and three places with a handful of [Blood Roar].

Never feared anyone!

Who doesn’t know you if you open the world with one axe?

Curved axe, curved axe light.

At first it was like a bloody moon, but suddenly it turned into a flying rainbow that spanned time and space.

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

However, even though I saw it, I could not resist it at all.

The abyss lord Manolos is not a light human or elf. He is a giant demon weighing more than 10 tons. From the beginning, he felt something was wrong.

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

Manolos didn't know how terrible the damage he would suffer if he was hit by Grom with an axe.

He couldn't even imagine it.

He roared and swung his huge two-headed giant sword into the sky.

He split Grom in half in the air first, which was his only chance.

However, the terrifying light of the great sword flashed in just a flash, but it turned out to be!

At this moment, he realized that Duke was using an inconspicuous arcane missile that seemed to be only Huiyue-level, which contained the magic power of Xiri-level, and gently hit the edge of the sword blade.

A slight difference.

It’s a thousand miles of mistakes!

The sword of the Abyss Lord slashed over Grom's side!

Wave it for nothing!

The next moment, the bloody axe light flashed and disappeared!

He slashed hard on his chest.

Every little bit of Grom's strength, every bit of his warrior, was poured into this blow.

Moreover, the blade of this terrifying legendary weapon perfectly slashed to the only weakness on the chest of the Abyss Lord.

It wasn't a weakness there.

After being hit by the semi-artifact-level [Doom Hammer] with all its strength, it becomes a weakness!

Thrall's previous desperate attack was definitely not meaningless.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

It was a terrifying light that seemed like a nuclear explosion!

Symbolizes complete destruction!

Symbolizes the inevitable death!

Thrall, who had just come to his senses, had not had time to stand up yet, but could only watch Grom Hellscream, a powerful tribe who was named his subordinate, but more like a patron saint, roared by the destructive light that burst out from the last self-destruction of the Abyss Lord before his death!

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

"No"

As soon as Sar got up, he was overturned by the explosion's shock wave again, and his head hit the rock behind him again.

The light was too strong, and the entire ear drum was numb by the shocking sound of the explosion, and the ears were filled with buzzing.

"No! No!" Thrall struggled again in a very embarrassing manner. He used his hands and feet to rush to the place where Grom was swallowed by the explosion.

However……

All I saw was a few broken and deformed armor. Thrall's heart instantly sank into the bottomless abyss.

He suddenly felt very lonely and lonely.

That's right! He has ambitions and is determined to take the orcs of suffering from the tragic quagmire of pain.

But he was too young. Even if he didn't want to admit it, he still longed to learn more from the senior heroes, and instinctively chased the backs of senior heroes such as Orgrim and Grom.

Never said it, but he really admired them!

Now, Orgrim died tragically under the sword of Arthas's [Sadness of Frost]. Now it's Grom again?

I have obviously sweared, but I will never cry!

Because the orcs' tears have shed enough!

At this moment, Thrall still couldn't control himself and howled.

"No Grom...no"

Originally, this should have been an extremely sad scene, but unfortunately a heavy voice as angry as a scattered spring breaks this scene.

"Boy, I'm not dead yet, what's your name?"

ah?

Thra almost doubted his ears, his thick neck was like a rusty spindle, making a creaking sound, and it couldn't be turned for a long time.

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

With the hope of climbing out of the abyss of despair, Thrall finally turned his body step by step and saw the two figures that were almost overlapping on one another more than ten meters behind.

I can't believe it at all!

It turned out that Duke was holding Grom Hellscream, who was more than one circle taller than him!

The chief of the War Song clan was extremely embarrassed. There was an unnatural bend on his left hand, and the green skin on the entire front half of his body was slowly covered with burn marks.

but……

After all, he survived!

"Grom, Duke!?" Thrall was so excited that he was a little incoherent.

He could not imagine that at that most critical last moment, it was Duke, who was originally his mortal enemy, who saved Hellscream, one of his two idols he admired the most?

At this time, Duke shouted: "You are so terrible!" Then he threw Grom away like he threw garbage, and looked disgusted.

"How long has it been since you took a shower??"

Looking at Duke who was cursing and sneering, Grom laughed: "For your sake, I will definitely learn from you humans to take a bath every day when I have the chance."

After finally finishing laughing, Master Hu suddenly turned dark and he was angry: "I... seem to owe you a life this time."

Duke patted the dust on his body, looked at Manolos' mountain-like corpse, and said lightly: "You can return me to Mount Hygar."
Chapter completed!