Menethil's Power

Chapter 522 The Twilight's Hammer and the Twilight's Hammer

Rend Blackhand, son of the former Warchief of the Horde, successor of Gul'dan and owner of his skull, rebuilder of the Twilight's Hammer - most of the famous characters in Azeroth can be recruited if they want to List such a long list of titles.

Red is undoubtedly a person who has great confidence in himself. He once thought that he would do better than Gul'dan, but the facts proved that he was too naive. fact.

Not to the south, but to the north. The previous plan to plot against the tribe was revealed, and now he has failed to fight against the centaur invasion. All the foundations of Desolace have been destroyed. He is now the same as when he first arrived in Kalimdor , apart from a few subordinates who were in the same distress as him, nothing else belonged to him.

Red was naturally very upset about this. It had been going smoothly before, but why did everything take a sudden turn for the worse?It seems that someone can target him, but which person or force can exert influence on the tribe and the centaur in Desolace at the same time?

The demon army he spent several years gathering was still capable of fighting against several times the number of centaurs, but when the rock giants more than ten meters high and the mysterious spellcasters in purple-black robes appeared, he knew It's all over.

The abilities of those new guys are not the same. Some use arcane energy and enslave elements to fight. However, it is no longer necessary for Red to know their true identities. He left most of his men and only brought a few cronies with him. escaped from Desolace.

He didn't have any psychological burden for leaving most of his subordinates behind. In his eyes, those were worthless cannon fodder.

After being controlled by him, the Warsong clan was stationed on the border of Stonetalon Mountain, and successfully played the role that Rede expected, restraining the main force of the tribe, and now they have become the only ones that are still intact under Rede Naturally, he would not ignore his strength, this was his few remaining trump cards.

As for the Horde, don’t worry. Since those guys in black robes who look like cultists have driven a large number of centaurs, their purpose is not just to occupy Desolace. They will definitely go north. As long as the Warsong Clan leaves, these evil The cultists and centaurs were bound to run into the Horde army, and while they fought each other, Redd could get away.

That's the plan.

The camp of the Warsong Clan soon arrived. The camp was full of blood and corpses of orcs. Obviously, many battles had broken out here, and the green-skinned orcs of the Horde were no match for the Warsong Clan's evil orcs at all.

Red walked in unimpeded, and saw Grom Hellscream, the chief of the Warsong clan. This powerful warrior's aura was very unstable, and his strong body was covered with dried blood.

After being completely aroused by the blood of the devil to be cruel and bloodthirsty deep in his heart, he didn't even pay attention to his own cleanliness. Naturally, the other evil orcs were the same, and there was an indescribable atmosphere in the Warsong camp.

"Follow me." Red ordered unceremoniously after seeing Grom.

His career in Kalimdor is all over, and there are at least two powerful forces trying to kill him, so he has only one choice left, which is to continue to complete Gul'dan's unfinished business. Get ready.

At this time, in the neutral goblin port city Ratchet City, there are two large merchant ships that have been moored all the time. There is no doubt that they are Red's property. As long as he boards one of them, he can board that ship within a few days. An island raised from the sea floor by Gul'dan.

But how to get to Ratchet City is the main problem at present. He urgently needs a powerful guardian, and Grom naturally meets this requirement. Of course, he is also a consumable for Red, but it should be used on important occasions .

"You want me to go with you?" Grom breathed heavily, "What about my Warsong clan?"

"Attack the Horde and buy us time," Red said grimly.

Grom was furious, "You want me to abandon my people and send them to die?"

Red didn't answer, his eyes glowed a faint red, and Grom's anger quickly subsided, "As you order, my lord." He said respectfully.

This powerful orc warrior is now just Red's puppet, not only his body is controlled, but also his spirit and thinking.

Grom joined Red's fleeing team, and then they marched westward like a bereaved dog. Ratchet City is not far from Stonetalon Mountain, as long as they get there, they have a chance to make a comeback.

Gul'dan died on that island, but Red had no fear that he would suffer the same fate—the root cause of Gul'dan's death was that he wanted power without consulting his master, and Red Make up your mind to surrender directly to the Lord of Darkness.

Those great beings were very interested in this world, as evidenced by the Battle of Quel'Thalas.As long as he shows enough value, he will definitely be recognized, and even get the coveted reward...

Red comforted himself in this way, but in fact he didn't know what to do, otherwise he wouldn't take this as the last option.

Grom's majestic body was right in front of him, the mighty warsong chieftain he had appointed as the pathbreaker, and just as they reached the path that must be passed between the Stonetalon Mountains and the Barrens, Red suddenly noticed a hint of danger. A different breath.

He became alert, and suddenly stopped in his tracks, and almost at the same time, a fine steel battle ax descended from the sky with astonishing momentum, and slashed deeply into the ground in front of him.

Deep laughter sounded, and an orc warrior wearing an iron-gray mask appeared at the end of the path. He had white beard and hair, and his body was as strong as Grom's.

"You really showed up, black hand boy, we have been waiting very hard for you."

Red's complexion changed slightly, he naturally recognized the other party, the prestige of Brox Saurfang was widely sung in the tribe during the Second War.

There was also a cold snort from behind. Reid turned his head and found a powerful orc warrior with a similar appearance behind them. He also had gray beard and hair, full of murderous aura.

That was Brox, Varok Saurfang's brother.

No one of the Saurfang brothers was more than a line below Grom, and together they were almost invincible.

However, what made Red feel even more bitter was that the ambushers were not the two of them. A half-ogre with a wolfskin hood, a troll with a huge war blade, and a tauren with a heavy totem pole appeared one after another.

Red didn't know these alien races, but he could feel their strength.

He suddenly understood that these guys in the tribe were unwilling to take action against Grom, so he sat on the sidelines and waited for him to appear.

Red had no doubt that they would kill him directly without hesitation, and he had to strike first. The two warlocks beside him suddenly fell to the ground with howls, their bodies became as thin as dry bones, and the life force that was drawn out by Red Without reservation, all of them were directly used in the spells released next.

The purpose of bringing these subordinates is for this. Although soul fragments can also be used to cast spells, the effect is obviously not better than a fresh soul.

A huge, condensed purple-black colloidal creature rushed towards Saurfang. The old orc warrior had no fear on his face, and the tomahawk decorated with a huge skull head slashed at him, cutting open almost without any hindrance. The body of this colloidal creature, but Saurfang himself was wrapped by this monster's body, as if being swallowed aside.

Saurfang is restricted, and the road to the Barrens is naturally unobstructed.

Red rushed over without hesitation. Brox and other tribal heroes killed several of Red's followers in an instant, but they couldn't stop Red himself in the first place.

"Kill them, Grom!" Red yelled.

The crimson chief of the Warsong clan was in a frenzy, guarding the path like no one else, preventing anyone from chasing Red.

The colloidal monster that bound Saurfang lasted for less than two seconds, its body softened like a punctured balloon, and Saurfang escaped directly, which is impossible even for the most powerful creature Withstand an epic warrior wreaking havoc within it.

Looking at Grom, who had almost lost his self-consciousness, the Saurfang brothers looked at each other, and they couldn't help showing a wry smile.

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On the desert of the Barrens, Red was moving forward rapidly. He poured a large amount of evil energy into the fear horse under his crotch. Can be strengthened.

The disadvantage is that it is too ostentatious, clearly telling others the identity of a warlock, and a warlock is not a well-received profession in Azeroth.

At this time, how could Red be in control so much? He only hoped to be teleported to Ratchet City in an instant. If he had known this was the case, he would have engraved a demon in that goblin city no matter how much risk he took. circle.

Only a few of his entourage remained, and the rest were either ruthlessly used as spell-casting materials by him, or died at the hands of those tribal heroes.

There was no chasing troops for the time being, and Red showed a tricky smile. Naturally, it was impossible for Grom to defeat five beings who were not much weaker than him, but if the other party was wary and just wanted to capture him alive, he would be able to delay enough. time.

Stupid Horde, Stupid Thrall.

Bypassing the Tauzula camp and the crossroads, it was impossible for Reid to enter these two tribal strongholds. He had only one goal, and that was Ratchet City.

It was almost there, and Red felt a little fire in his heart, and he was about to escape.

But things are obviously not that simple. Among the entourage who had been following him, a female orc warlock suddenly stretched out her magic wand, and the light flashed. Red's mount was disarmed instantly, and the fear steed was summoned back to the Twisting Nether, while Red was very helpless. Fell to the ground figuratively.

Several other warlocks did not expect this situation at all, and the female orc warlock took this opportunity to tear open a scroll, and a huge six-pointed star magic circle appeared on the ground, followed by cultists wearing purple-black magic robes one after another Appeared, they were obviously teleported through this temporary magic circle.

"Damn it." Red cursed angrily. He had been plotting others secretly before, but he didn't expect that he would also be the target of the plot. He stood up in embarrassment, and found that these guys who suddenly appeared were those who drove the centaur , because he was very close this time, he could clearly see the purple hammer-shaped emblems on the robes of these people.

"How is this possible..." A kind of extreme fear suddenly gripped his heart.

The teleportation was still going on, and as the purple light flickered, a hill-like figure appeared in the center of the magic circle, with two heads on top of its huge body, but both heads were wearing hoods that covered their faces.

This is a two-headed ogre.

It was hard to imagine that such a cumbersome guy was the head of this mysterious force. He walked straight up to Red, staring at him with two pairs of small eyes.

"It turned out to be this idiot. I thought it was Lord Gul'dan."

"Do you have any brains? How could Lord Gul'dan act so incompetent!"

Two distinct voices, each head of the two-headed ogre has a separate mind.

Ogres in high positions are rare, let alone two-headed. Red suddenly changed his expression, "Chogall, you are not dead!" he shouted.

Cho'gall was Gul'dan's right-hand man back then, and it stands to reason that he should have died with his master on the Broken Beach. Even without the memory on Gul'dan's skull, Reid was deeply impressed by him.

"This idiot recognizes us, do you want to kill him?"

"Don't worry, he can't run away anyway."

The two heads of the ogre asked and answered. They each had their own names. Chou was in control of the body, and Gal, who was more intelligent, cast spells. He immediately noticed Red's skull as a pendant.

"That's Lord Gul'dan's breath." Gall said immediately.

"What? Master Gul'dan has only one head left?" Gu looked surprised.

"So it is a very smart decision for us to serve the new master."

While Cho'gall is the leader of these cultists, the scene where the two heads talk to each other is somehow tongue-in-cheek.

Reid's face was cloudy and uncertain. He actually didn't want to deal with this ogre, but his instinct told him that he didn't seem to be the opponent of the ogre.
Cho'gall's attention finally turned to Rend himself. "I heard you rebuilt the Twilight's Hammer?" Choo asked threateningly.

"Yes, I inherited Gul'dan's legacy..."

Before Reid finished speaking, casserole-like fists flew over, his head raised, and he could feel half of his teeth being broken and colliding with each other in his mouth.

"Fool! What we built is the orthodox Twilight's Hammer!" Gu roared loudly, "Hand over Gul'dan's head!"

(End of this chapter)