Menethil's Power

Chapter 654
When the orcs came to Azeroth, the few remaining shamans in the tribe who still adhered to the way of their ancestors tried to communicate with the natural elements of this new world. Fortunately, the elements in different worlds have commonalities, and they gained response, and gradually built a shaman system suitable for Azeroth.

This is the system that Thrall learned from Drek'Thar, and he quickly excelled, probably because he was the first orc born in Azeroth and was favored by the world, he could It is easy to get the help of the elementals, especially the earth elementals, and Thranthan, the mother of stones, seems to be partial to him.

But Azeroth is different from Draenor after all. In this world, there are many existences above the elements. They can mobilize the power of the elements at will, without having to take into account the opinions of the element lords.

For example, Deathwing, although he is no longer the guardian dragon, but he has never given up the power of the titan obtained from the guardian Azadas, he is still the guardian of the earth.

Thrall felt it before the ground began to shake. The earth elementals changed from their usual mildness and calmness to suddenly violent and violent, and a different force forcibly reversed their will.

In just minutes, the warchief of the Horde watched as the city he built lay in ruins, the airship towers built by the goblins toppled like blocks, and the Darkspear huts were as fragile as paper, and even The Hall of Chiefs, which symbolized the supreme power of the tribe, only persisted for a short time before collapsing.

Thrall seemed to be able to hear the cries in the city at this time. He desperately begged the earth elementals to calm down, but in vain—even the most skilled shaman could not force the elementals.

The mountain rocks rolled down, mixed with building debris and fell into the huge crack that suddenly appeared. A few seconds later, a large amount of hot lava suddenly spewed out from the bottomless abyss, and Orgrimmar, which had been reduced to ruins, became There was a sea of ​​fire.

And in the sea of ​​flames, a huge black dragon appeared, stretching his wide wings wildly, obviously everything in Orgrimmar was bestowed by him.

The remaining earth elementals who were still willing to listen to Thrall also fell into a frenzy. The stones attached to the city wall of Orgrimmar burst suddenly, and several orcs and trolls who got close died immediately, while those The splashed stones hit the ground and turned into humanoid elemental creatures, indiscriminately attacking all surrounding creatures.

Not only the tribes inside the city were hit, but the undead and naga outside the city were also treated the same way. Deathwing didn't have the concept of friendly army damage.To the Scourge, these battle damages were nothing to mention, but to Naga, Vashj's complexion became even worse.

The wind wall covering Orgrimmar also disappeared, and there was no obstacle in front of the Void Dragoons. They lowered their altitude and were about to launch the next round of attack-although there were very few targets left to attack.

"Great Chief!"

Just when Thrall and everyone around him were shocked by the doomsday scene, Grom Hellscream found them, "What should we do now?" He asked in a deep voice.

This is the most realistic question.

Drek'Thar, Brother Saurfang, Vol'jin and the others also looked at Thrall together. No matter how rich their life experience and what kind of battle they had experienced, they were all a little uncomfortable when facing the scene at this time. know what to do.

"I never thought that we would face such an enemy." Thrall took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the blue-gray eyes showed determination and determination, "Ogri Ma was destroyed, this is not our fault, we have done everything we can, now there is only one last thing left, and that is to defend our ultimate glory, this land will remember our name..."

"Now is not the time to say these things, young chief." Suddenly a strange voice came.

Everyone looked over and found that it was two ravens. They landed, swelled up, and turned into two human mages. No one showed any signs of vigilance. Humans are no longer the main enemy at this time.

Thrall recognized them. These two mages had brought him warnings and prophecies in different time periods. Their names were Medivh and Khadgar. Unlike other humans, they had a pattern that took into account the entire world.

"It's not a hopeless situation now, and you should find another time to die bravely. The world is facing unprecedented catastrophe, and Azeroth needs you to live." Medivh said.

"I don't deny your words, Prophet." Thrall smiled wryly, "But now there is really no hope at all. There are endless enemies in front of us, and a terrifying dragon behind us."

"If most people are willing to sacrifice, then it is possible for you, Thrall, and a small number of people to break through." Drek'Thar suggested.

Thrall refused without hesitation, "I have failed the people of Orgrimmar to trust me, how can I ask others to sacrifice their lives?"

"Because your life is more precious than all of us!" Grom Hellscream said without hesitation, he raised his Gorehowl, "I am willing to stay and cover everyone to break through."

Thrall wanted to say something, but Khadgar said at this time, "Actually, I didn't argue about this," the young mage said briskly, "Although it can't save the people of Orgrimmar, at least the people here and the people here All Horde fighters have a chance to get out safely."

The eyes of everyone in the tribe immediately fell on him, "Are you sure? As far as I know, even a powerful mage needs to set up a magic circle to teleport thousands of people at once." Wojin's voice was low.

"In the early years, the Council of Tirisfal set up monitoring points all over Azeroth, one of which was in the mountains in the northeast of Azshara, where there was a complete large-scale energy-gathering circle and semi-permanent magic circles. Net node, once there, Mentor and I can open enough portals for all of you to leave safely," Khadgar said, the confidence in his tone reassuring.

Thrall's expression was moved. The hope of living is naturally better than defending the glory with death. The destruction of Orgrimmar is a foregone conclusion, and the only chance to live is revenge. If they all die here, the tribe is really doomed .

"Then what are you waiting for? Get ready to fight, those dregs have already rushed up." Old Brox Saurfang, with his beard and hair stretched out, gripped his battle ax tightly in both hands, his whole body tensed, and glared at the front, Orgrimmar's The tragedy has aroused all the anger of this old soldier.

Indeed, by this time the earthquake caused by Deathwing had subsided, and the vanguard of the undead and naga had approached, and they could smell the stench of rotting corpses mixed with sea silt.

Thrall took a deep breath, the fighting spirit burning in his heart, he raised the Hammer of Doom, and a thunderbolt exploded on it, "Warriors of the Horde. Assemble to me!"

At this time, all the elite guarding the gate of Orgrimmar City followed the order after only a brief panic.

Thrall looked back at the dilapidated Orgrimmar for the last time. The black dragon was still wrecking in it. He seemed to have no interest in it for a while. This is a good thing. People in the city can survive It should be less than one in ten. I just hope that more civilians escape from the southern city gate.

"Follow me!" He yelled suddenly, throwing his worries behind him.

Now there is finally hope, but this is a difficult road, and there is no way to retreat, but to move forward at the price of blood.

"I'll clear the way for you!" Khadgar said loudly.

Frost elements mixed with arcane power gathered in his hands to form a bright ice ball. After a few seconds, it was shot out quickly and fell into the formation of the Scourge, and then a burst of energy burst suddenly. The number of these undead was very dense. But in just an instant, a clearing covered with frost appeared, and the undead in the center of the ice ball explosion experienced the process of being frozen and smashed into slag in an instant, and those a little further away were also turned into ice sculptures.

"Not bad spell." Medivh nodded slightly, expressing his approval to his apprentice.

For the orcs, this was the first time they fought side by side with high-level mages, and they realized after a short period of stupefaction. With this breakthrough began.

Khadgar's powerful Frost Nova was very effective, but it only dealt with the first batch of undead, but there were hundreds of them. After that, more skeletons and dead bodies came up like a tide, but these low-level The undead are just cannon fodder, the real trouble is the naga behind them with a complete war system.

A strong sea giant can withstand a dozen Kor'kron elites with one head, and a female Naga mage with multiple arms can create extremely lethal frost and lightning, and those giant harpoon ballistas with amazing range are even more huge threaten.

The high-level spellcasters on the Horde side, including Khadgar and Medivh, must prioritize dealing with these high-threat targets, which makes it impossible for them to take care of every ordinary soldier. The reduction in personnel has continued, and the accumulation of casualties over time is not small .

Medivh summoned a meteorite that fell from the sky and destroyed the two harpoon ballistas more than a hundred meters away. He suddenly turned around as if feeling something, just in time to see a group of death knights covered in blue and black plate armor Already not far away, he raised his hand without thinking and was struck by an arcane impact.

The reactions of these death knights were extremely fast, and a miserable green shield suddenly appeared on their bodies. This kind of filthy energy has extremely strong magic resistance, and the effect of the arcane shock only knocked them back a little.

Just when Medivh was about to add another spell, a chain made of ice suddenly hit him. The astral mage used the flash technique to dodge extremely skillfully, and the chain of ice pierced deeply into the ground where he was originally.

"Ah, it turned out to be Lord Medivh. The news of your death surprised me at the beginning. How could you easily succumb to death like you?" The lich surrounded by death knights said in a cold voice.

Obviously because of the previous lessons, this time Kel'Thuzad brought sufficient guards.

"Of course I will not succumb to death, but you, Kel'Thuzad, actually betrayed your former colleagues and became Death's lackey." Medivh responded lightly.

The teasing and sarcasm in his words were directly ignored by the Lich, "Betrayal?" He opened his dry mandibles, as if laughing, "My lord guardian, aren't you just fighting with these dirty orcs now?" Why? Oh, I almost forgot, wasn't it you who brought these beasts into this world?"

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. I will take them away. If you want to stop me, you can try." Medivh seemed to have no interest in continuing the conversation.

"If you want to take these beasts away, then you have to ask the master's opinion. Do you think I'm the only one to stop you?" Lich chuckled.

Of course, Medivh understood what he was talking about. Those Void Dragoons had already arrived. Compared to Orgrimmar, which was already in ruins, this breakout force was obviously a more valuable target.

A way must be found to solve the current situation. Medivh remained silent, and sent a message to Khadgar through a spiritual connection, "I want to deal with those void dragons, and you will deal with Kel'Thuzad."

"Me?" Khadgar was visibly taken aback, "I'm afraid it's hard for me to..."

"Don't underestimate yourself. Kel'Thuzad is a pure academic. His understanding of spells is extremely rigid. This is a weakness you can take advantage of...and I will help you."

"Then... alright." The situation was urgent, and Khadgar knew he couldn't refuse.

In mid-air, hundreds of Void Dragoons had already set up their offensive formations, and the orcs below had already discovered the true face of the enemy - they were the same orcs as them, but with scarlet skin.

"Heh, let's see who these poor people are?" On the back of the largest void dragon, the feeling figure in black robe smiled lowly.

"Talon Gorefiend..." There were many veteran orcs who had participated in the second war in the tribal team, and they called out the opponent's name directly.

"Aha, someone still remembers me." Talon Gorefiend seemed very happy, "Then in return, let me accept your souls..."

Khadgar had just had an idea of ​​how to deal with Kel'Thuzad, but Medivh's voice suddenly sounded in his ear, "It's now, hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)