fantasy reincarnation of warcraft

Chapter 103 The Hero "The End"

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In Shadowmoon Valley in Outland, Akama and his Broken Ones have a visitor.

"That's it, Ga, serve my master, Ga, you and your deformed people will have a new life Ga." An arakkoa who rarely had contact with the outside world found the group of Broken.

"I don't know what you're talking about, who is your master?" the legendary duplicitous Akama asked with a sullen face.

"Ga! My master is the companion of the great sun god Rukhmar. Join us, and you can serve him too." The arakkoa looked revered, as if it was a great honor to serve him.

"What good is it to us to serve him?" The arakkoa's brain circuit is obviously different from that of normal people. They always miss the point, and Akama can only communicate patiently.

Making a gesture of worship, the Raven Man said excitedly: "Holy light! Power! Anything can be done! The master is omnipotent!".

"Oh...?" Akama narrowed his eyes: "Then can you help me take back the Dark Temple?"

"Of course you can!" The Raven Man said with certainty: "The devil is nothing at all. The master can even mobilize the god son Luklan. As long as you serve him, you will get everything you want."

Akama didn't know who Rukhmar was, and he had never heard of the name Rukhlan. He had no respect for the master of this retarded race, but he wouldn't show it.

"Then prove your master's strength. If he is really as powerful as you said, I might consider submitting to him."

Thinking that the other party agreed, the Crowman said happily, "Very well, you won't regret this decision, and it won't be long before everything in this world will be owned by the master... Ga!"

The arakkoa left, and a terrifying giant bird suddenly landed and took him away, which made Akama stare for a long time, with complicated emotions for a while.

The giant bird named Lukelan is called the Son of God. If the Son of God is already so powerful, how strong is their god itself?
And the master he said...

Perhaps seeing hope, Akama's eyes ignited the flame of revenge.

At the same time, Nagrand, the strong Mag'har clan also welcomed such a guest, but this time it was not to persuade them to surrender, but what the Raven Man brought was Zhang Li's kindness.

Clan Mag'har is made up of orphans left over from the old orc clans. Raised by Thrall's grandmother Gaia'an, they are the only pure-bred orcs who are not infected.

At present, the chieftain of the Mag'har clan is Garrosh Hellscream, also known as Brainless Howler. At this time, Brainless Howler is not as brainless as later generations. He lived in the shadow of his father in his childhood bloody orcs), which turned him into a coward, and it was Thrall's return later, explaining his father's heroic sacrifice for Brain Howler, that revived the Brat.

The Arakkoa brought the news of the tribe. Zuma Gaiyaan was very happy to learn that his grandson had become the chief of the tribe, but when he heard that Thrall wanted them to abandon Nagrand and live in Azeroth, She flinched.

It is understandable that Gaiya'an's life was full of anxiety. She took great pains to raise these little orcs. The older people are, the more afraid they are of changes. She is very sensitive to any unknown changes.

She gave the arakkoa a letter, hoping that the arakkoa could pass it on to Thrall, and she hoped that Thrall would come to Outland to explain the new world to her...

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Garrosh sat on the haystack and thought about life. Although Gaiaan made him the chief of the tribe, it didn't make him get out of his father's shadow. He understood what Gaiaan meant. The kind old man hoped that the chief His sense of purpose lifts his spirits, but unfortunately it doesn't help, he's been plagued with blank stares (actually a delusion, anyone with a sensitive mind) from childhood which makes him withdrawn and makes him miserable , even if he became the chief, he always wanted to escape.

He likes to be alone like this, thinking alone, only then can he silently appreciate the beauty of Nagrand, the beautiful Nagrand can always calm his mind, and the faint breeze can take away all troubles.

However, for some reason, today's wind suddenly became much stronger. Garrosh felt as if someone was fanning him behind him, so he turned his head in doubt. As soon as he turned around, a black shadow covered him. Fengpeng...

Gaiyaan was very happy today. The news of her grandson lifted her spirits. No matter where the future of the tribe will go, the fact that her relatives survived made this lonely old man smile after a long time. She is looking forward to meeting Thrall.

However, at this moment, the element suddenly brought a warning, which shocked her heart. She rushed out quickly, only to see some orcs coming back carrying a stretcher. She had a bad premonition in her heart, and slowly walked forward Go, only to see a bloody orc on the stretcher...

The identity of the orcs was finally determined. It was their chief, Little Hellscream. He was ambushed by a group of ferocious beasts. He didn't have a piece of good meat on his body, and his internal organs were eaten clean. In the end, they confirmed it with the method of elimination. his identity.

It can be seen that he had experienced a life-and-death struggle before his death. He held the ax tightly even after he died. The dried blood on the ax proved that he had struggled to the death, but it was a pity that he was invincible after all.

Gaiyaan learned that there were many Fengpeng corpses where Garrosh died. Why these beasts would risk their lives to attack the orcs was beyond Gaiyaan's understanding, but for safety reasons, Gaiyaan ordered the soldiers to hunt and kill the orcs. The Fengpeng leader named Gut Hunter (Boss of the Outland Nagrand Hunting Mission).

People cannot be resurrected, and the funeral still has to be held. Gaiaan held a grand funeral for Garrosh. His death represented the end of the bloodline of the warsong clan chief, which made everyone very sad.

Poor Garrosh, may your soul return to the embrace of your ancestors...

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In the wild west, Grian shut himself in his study and meditated since he came back from the church.

Vanessa's attitude towards him made him very worried. One step ahead of the times is a lunatic, and half a step ahead is a genius. In this era, the aristocratic system is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and people can't imagine what society would be like without the aristocracy.

Grian couldn't even imagine how human beings would survive without nobles leading the people?In his view, it is the existence of nobles that ensures the stability of the human world. Without nobles to protect the people, human beings would have been slaughtered by various monsters long ago.

So when he heard Vanessa's curse, he was very shocked. If ordinary people said this, he would only treat it as a madman's ravings, but the identity of the other party made him unable to ignore it. Although he kept trying to convince himself, it was just not Practical Tongyan, it is inevitable that there will be many bad guesses.

Just as he was meditating, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Grian, who was interrupted, was not angry. He always kept in mind the noble virtue of tolerance, so he responded kindly to the people outside the door.

"come in."

But after the voice fell for a long time, the door did not shake at all, which made Grian confused, and he stood up and walked towards the door.

He wasn't worried about dangers like assassins, this was his territory, and even if Defias was still there, those assassins couldn't hide from the eyes of his loyal subordinates.

And even if it is really an assassin, with his strength, he will not be afraid.

So he opened it, and at the moment he opened it, he felt a gust of wind.

"Bang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!" Grian, who barely blocked it, was sent flying, smashing the table and chairs, and he was in a terrible mess.

"Ahem! Guards! There are assassins!" Coughing twice in pain, Grian shouted to warn him. Although he didn't know why this unqualified assassin didn't take the opportunity to kill him, he would not miss the chance to survive.

From that moment on, he knew that he was no match for this guy.

But even though the alarm was sounded, the guy didn't panic and walked into the room swaggeringly.

Grian finally saw the true face of this person. He was undoubtedly a tall man, wearing the red mask that Defias often see, but he knew that this person was definitely not Defias.

"Your eyes... who are you?" It was a pair of golden eyes, and these playful eyes were definitely not human eyes.

"You don't need to know who I am." Sure enough, he spoke an unproficient human language, took a chair and sat in front of him: "Because you will lose all consciousness from today on." He It looks like a winning ticket is in hand.

"Guards! Guards! Where are you!" Grian was terrified. He was old and his strength had regressed a lot, but he knew that even in his heyday he was no match for this guy. He could only hold his hope Because of the crowd tactics, I hope to find a good time to escape.

But... no one came.

"Confused? Your subordinates are indifferent." This guy seems to have the quirk of a cat teasing a mouse, and Grian can clearly feel the cruel smile in his eyes.

"Because..." The man suddenly approached him, and said in a deep voice, "I killed them all..."

Grian was very frightened. Although he kept telling himself to have a noble and calm demeanor, he still couldn't die with a smile on his face. He didn't want to die. He had just become the guardian of the western border!
Grian's terrified look made the evil guy laugh: "Hahaha, you are so funny, I lied to you, how could I kill so many people, the real reason is that I released the Magic enchantment, your voice cannot be transmitted."

The naughty bastard stood up after finishing speaking, and slowly walked towards Grian. Grian was forced to keep crawling backwards, but was soon forced to retreat.

"Okay, let me give you a good time." He stretched out his hands and touched his head.

"Before I die, can you tell me who you are?" Realizing that there was no hope at all, Grian calmed down. He just wanted to be a fool at this moment.

"Guess what?" But this man was so cruel that he didn't even grant his poor wish, and his hands touched Grian's temples on both sides.

"The organization I offended was not Defias, so..." Grian's pupils suddenly dilated.

"Church...?" Then he lost consciousness.

This person was naturally Zhang Li. He would not let his plan have any unstable factors, so he did it himself. In order to get to the Western Wilderness as quickly as possible, he even asked Krasus to help him teleport to the nearby area.

But he didn't want to kill Grian. A living Grian was more useful than a dead one. He wanted to turn Grian into his slave with the power of nightmare.

The evil force constantly transformed Grian's memory and corrupted his soul. Soon after, a new Grian was born in his hands.

"Grian sees the master." The new personality is absolutely loyal to him, and Zhang Li can even immediately find the belief of this new Grian among countless believers. His belief is close to that of fanatics, which makes him very satisfied.

"Very good, you will be my dark chess player from today on..."

"Willing to die for you!"

(End of this chapter)