Spearman's Fate

Accompanied by a huge roar, Grom Hellscream's strong body was slammed into the air, but a young figure was against his back.

"Guiel?! This is the disgrace of the Warsong clan, I want to wash it away with my own hands!"

Facing his roar, Thrall, holding the Doom Hammer in his hand, didn't flinch in the slightest, but stood between him and Mannoroth.

"No, this is a matter of our orc clan!"

Looking at Thrall in plate armor and holding the Hammer of Doom, Grom Hellscream seemed to see his old friend who once fought side by side again.

"Bah~!"

He spit out the dirty blood in his mouth in one gulp, clenched the blood with both hands, he gritted his teeth and got up.

The eyes that were muddy due to the blood of fel energy regained their clarity. At this time, there was determination.

But Mannoroth, who originally thought he could kill his opponent with one blow, was very dissatisfied. To him, it was an insult to him that such an annoying little bug was not killed by him.

"Tremble before my power!!"

Accompanied by his roar, the double-headed giant spear swung down again, but Grom Hellscream did not retreat but advanced. At this time, the blood of fel energy in his body was completely boiling, and he wanted to use this power from the enemy to fight back. Destroy each other!

"boom!!"

The gap in size and strength cannot be made up by momentum alone, but for him, as long as he can delay, it is enough, because at this time Thrall, who is wielding the Hammer of Doom, has already rushed in front of the opponent, and the war hammer wrapped in elemental power He slammed down hard on the opponent's forehead.

"boom!!"

The violent thunder swept away under the heavy blow, which undoubtedly made Mannoroth's attack unconsciously relaxed, and Grom Hellscream, who was wrestling with the opponent, also took this opportunity to deflect his weapon and knock the opponent's double head The giant spear swung away, and then grabbed the handle of the axe, and it was a jumping chop.

Both Thrall and Grom are insignificant in front of the huge Mannoroth, but they are fearless for their clan.

Although the opponents are huge in size, they have rich combat experience. They need to use all their minds to dodge and block the opponent's attack. If they make the slightest mistake, they may die on the spot. was directly cut into two halves.

Moreover, as the battle intensified, Mannoroth suffered more and more wounds, and the opponent became more and more crazy. Not only them, but also the other demons who were fighting on the side chose to go far away. Stay away, after all, no matter how belligerent the demons of the legion are, they will not like to waste their lives needlessly.

Then there was a very strange scene in this battle.

The leaders of the two sides fought each other in the middle of the battlefield, while the subordinates of both sides fought each other around. The battle on both sides was very fierce. From time to time, some demons were beheaded, and some orc and tauren warriors were killed. At this time, Gray Gu has completely turned into a meat grinder, countless lives come here but die here.

But Lancer, who was high in the sky, still watched all this silently...

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ps: I think many book friends should know that Thrall's real name is 'Guill', and Thrall was his name when he was a human slave. I can't remember what it said in the game, but in my opinion It should be more reliable to call him 'Guyle' in orcs and some formal occasions

Chapter 90 Lok'Tar Ogar!

Thrall and Grom Hellscream are both masters among the orcs, but Mannoroth, who is the vanguard of the Burning Legion, is still far behind. Even if the two join hands, they cannot gain a clear advantage. , this is the result of Grom Hellscream's life-and-death struggle.

Grom Hellscream spoke suddenly when the two were forced back by Mannoroth again.

"Guyle, come and help me create opportunities later."

Although it sounds very normal, although Thrall's strength is very good, he not only has the strong physique of an orc but also has the wisdom of a human, but in terms of combat effectiveness, he is obviously inferior to Grom who drank the blood of the devil, and the opponent is also in this battle. The main attack in the battle, but I don't know why now he suddenly has a strange premonition.

"No problem, I will use all my elemental spells to attack him, and then his attention will definitely be on me."

Although a little uneasy, Thrall responded to the other party without hesitation.

"Ah."

Grom Hellscream didn't say much, but just silently clenched the battle ax in his hand. In fact, in the previous battle, he found that the more he stimulated the boiling blood in his body, the more he could feel that he was with him. With the connection of the abyss lord in front of him, he also realized that the polluted spring water he drank before is absolutely inseparable from the other party.

If it was normal, he might have already been consumed by anger and sanity, but now he looked at Thrall holding the Doomhammer beside him, but he couldn't help taking a deep breath.

If his guess is correct, the blood boiling in his body now is related to the other party, and the more he gets in touch with him, the more he can't control it. Although it's just a suspicion, when he has an association, it's out of control.

'If they can kill each other, maybe the orcs will be able to completely get rid of the demon's control. '

He didn't tell Thrall about this idea, but he had already made up his mind.

Just like what he said when he left, 'he will not justify but wash away his shame through actions', but he knows that it is impossible to kill this terrifying demon in front of him with his current strength. Among them, the more severely injured the opponent is, the crazier the attack will be, and the strong recovery ability also provides enough endurance for the opponent.

They are an absolute disadvantage in a war of attrition.

'It must be able to cause fatal damage to the opponent at one time, can I do it? '

As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, he was stifled.

'It's not whether it can be done, but it must be done! '

Ever since he started wandering around with his clan under the pursuit of the alliance more than ten years ago, he has been thinking about one thing, that is whether it was right to take the lead in drinking the blood of the fel energy.

He still hasn't got the answer to this seemingly simple question, or he has overturned his answer time and time again, but at least now, he is glad that he drank the cursed spring water.

'At least now, I have the power to change the future! '

With the help of the elements, Thrall sent out a lava burst that hit Mannoroth's head fiercely. Although it didn't cause too much damage, it completely angered this monster whose mind was only fighting.

Seeing the abyss lord rushing towards him like a hill, it is false to say that he is not nervous, but he still holds the hammer tightly and stares at the enemy in front of him, because he believes in his adjutant!

Almost at the same time as Mannoroth charged, a terrifying roar resounded on the battlefield.

"Roar!!"

Looking at Grom Hellscream, whose body was covered with magic lines, his fangs grew, and his eyes turned red, Mannoroth laughed happily.

"Haha!! Damn little bugs! Did you see that! This is the end of you guys!! Completely become a slave of power! And I am the master of power!!"