Civilization of Azeroth: Start the Great Pyramid Chapter 198

The Red Dragon Legion is going crazy, there are traitors inside, and the Book of Medivh is stolen.

On the contrary, Li De was very relieved after knowing this. The concept of being able to go to another world with three artifacts is thrown out. It would be a pity if you didn't come here.

Li De tried his best to persuade himself with such reasons, but in fact, he almost jumped and cursed his mother.

The significance of the existence of these three artifacts has never been to open a portal to another world. Which one is enough to shake the world by itself. Take the Book of Medivh as an example. How many dangerous magics are recorded on it? Who stipulated that Ner'zhul would only look at one of the teleportation spells above?

At this time, Garona came to Dusk Forest again, and this elusive lone ranger brought Li De and the others even worse news:

Deathwing is entrenched in the Frostfire Ridge of the orc world, and is planning to rebuild his Black Dragonflight.

All the dragons of the four-color giant dragon army could not sit still. After the deathwing was driven away in the Northeron Heights, the dragon kings agreed to appoint the red dragon army to hunt down the black dragon.

Because in addition to the red dragon, the other giant dragons have to stick to their respective positions: the blue dragon combs arcane spells, the green dragon guards the dream, and the bronze dragon guards the flow of time.

This task alone has already exhausted the giant dragon. Now that there is no Demon Soul, other giant dragons trust that the red dragon can handle the black dragon.

"Tell you good news, the Dragon Kings have decided to go out again. They decided to enter the Dark Portal to hunt down Deathwing."

When Crassus said such words at the military meeting, Reed, Lothar and others were all excited, but Crassus also followed.

"The premise is that we can completely control the dark door. If there is a problem with the dark door, the dragon kings are trapped in the world of orcs, and the consequences will be disastrous."

"I understand that our army will move forward quickly and fight the orcs to cooperate with the Dragon King."

Lothar gave a clear answer and gave instructions to prepare the whole army, including Li De's rested first division.

In addition to all special operations forces, the four regiments of the first division of 4,000 people are in full swing. During the review of the army, Li De encountered Takshiro again while passing by the prisoner of war camp.

The first elder came a few days ago with the ship from the Vast Sea Protector. After contacting the orcs, he really had a great interest in the history of the orcs. It was only through meeting the prisoners of war and the Frostwolf orcs such as Drektal. After the contact, the history everyone seemed very collapsed.

"Li De, the race of orcs is too deadly, they actually don't like to record history more than the human race, I really don't know what their words are used for.

What's worse, their understanding of their own world is horribly lacking! Their world has no name! They don't even have the concept of the world in their heads!

I can't take it anymore! I want to see what kind of world it is to create such a group of wonderful people! "

When the old troll said this, his fangs and beards shook with anger.

It's no wonder he was so angry. He spent two hundred years sorting out the relationship between the "source power, belief, and the decay of the dynasty", and found the law from it. Seeing that it will be compiled into a book, breaking the historical cycle. Just around the corner, but at the most critical moment, adding such a huge variable as the orcs!

Two hundred years of hard work, the compiled annals of history may lose its value for use in the world. Because of such a group of killing talents who don't even have a name in their own world, Takshiro feels that he is going crazy.

Li De couldn't think of any words to comfort the old man. Compared with Azeroth, the civilization of the orcs was really just like a baby.

Perhaps the concept of a "world" hasn't really developed in their culture, so much so that their homeland ends up being named by a group of cosmic exiles. What's even more outrageous is that you still **** recognize the name Orc?

It can only be said that from the perspective of civilization, the orc is indeed a baby, but unfortunately a giant baby with a **** machine gun.

Li De didn't know how to persuade Takshiro, and he didn't have the time right now, so he just followed Takshiro's words.

"Come on, the team will be getting close soon. If it goes well, we will be able to see the world of orcs with our own eyes soon."

"I'll go with you!"

The old troll was obviously in a temper, and Shunzui made this request.

"Okay, you will follow our team, and I will arrange a team of escorts for you."

In fact, as a scholar at the national treasure level of Zandalar, Takshiro will visit the Kingdom Continent this time, and Zandalar will definitely have elite troops to follow and protect, but Li De still has to send his own soldiers, both for expressing his position and because of the old troll. 's personal relationship.

"Don't worry, I won't trouble you, I'm not that weak yet."

The Alliance army advanced across the Swamp of Sorrows, but it was completely beyond Lothar's expectations, where they encountered unimaginably fierce resistance.

The terrain of the Swamp of Sorrows is extremely complex. The dense water network and wetlands divide the dry and hard ground that can stand into small pieces, which are scattered throughout the Swamp of Sorrows.

Therefore, in such an environment, the alliance's army could not effectively spread out, and could only pull out their strongholds one by one, advancing with difficulty in the big swamp.

And in a battle like this, there are hardly more than 500 people. Fighting with a small group of troops is the best method of warfare for the orcs. In contrast, the individual combat power of the human race is slightly weaker than that of the orcs, and it will be very disadvantageous in small group operations.

After a few days of the wetland jungle battle, Lothar's army suffered a lot. Instead, the Frostwolf clan fought back and forth with the enemy, winning several strongholds in a row.

However, in this last battle, the Frostwolf clan also suffered a big loss. Drek'Thar met Kargath Blade Fist and was attacked by the opponent's hand cannon, which opened a big hole in the abdomen!

Had the orcs of the Frostwolf clan not been desperate to get Drek'Thar back, the old shaman's head would have been decapitated by the blade that Kargath kept in his other hand.

As the Frostwolf clan fled, Kargath shouted wildly.

"Traitors of the Frostwolf Clan, you are lucky today, and sooner or later you will use your heads to decorate the throne of the Great Chief!"

When Drektal, who was seriously injured and comatose, was carried to the infirmary, even Lothar and the others were alerted. Looking at the shocking wound on the old shaman's stomach, Lothar felt a headache. If Drek'Thar died like this, he must consider whether he can maintain this cooperative relationship with the Frostwolf clan.

The few orcs who supported Drek'Thar were very excited, and they even said and gestured towards Lothar, but the entire Frostwolf clan only had the common language of the old shaman.

Of course, even if they didn't understand the orc language, everyone knew what they were praying for. Lothar invited Bishop Benedictus without saying a word.

As the biggest victim of the orc war, the people of Stormwind Kingdom have an unforgettable hatred for the orcs. The thought of treating the orcs made Rao, a respected bishop, also feel uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the Frostwolf clan is Lothar's recognized allies, so Benedictus said with a frown.

"He was mortally wounded. I'm not sure if I can save him or not. Just try your best."

Hearing Benedictus say this, Li De asked in surprise.

"How could that be? As far as I know, priests have resurrection techniques, can't even the dead be resurrected?"

If it wasn't for the adaptation of Lakeside Town, Li De was his direct leader in the army, and Benedictus really wanted to go back with swear words.

Sure enough, it is interlaced like mountains, and even leaders may believe in rumors.

"If that were the case, there would be no dead people in the world.

Although the name is Resurrection, it is still healing in essence. There is no fatal injury that causes irreparable damage to the body. Holy Light can save it.

And there is a saying that once the soul leaves the body, the Holy Light also... time is running out, so I'd better treat it first. "

Benedictus stopped half his life, because he thought that the Holy Light Church's research on the soul is still very shallow, and rigorous bishops are reluctant to talk about things that they know little about.

The holy light sprinkled on Drek'Thar's body, and the wound on the old shaman's abdomen gradually stopped bleeding.

"He lost a lot of blood~www.mtlnovel.com~ Even if his wounds are healed, there is no guarantee that he will have enough vitality."

But as soon as Benedictus finished saying this, a scene that shocked him happened: dazzling colors appeared on Drek'Thar's chest, and an invisible energy poured into Drek'Thar's body.

Everyone noticed that the old orc began to breathe smoothly!

The one who was most shocked was Benedictus. The moment he used the Holy Light, he clearly saw a pair of phantom arms sticking out from the old orc's body.

That splendid color is blooming in the ball that the arms phantom held out!

Benedictus looked left and right in shock, as if no one but him saw it.

However, he still had a bosom friend, that is, Takshiro, who was standing at the very edge, and he also saw the phantom of Drek'Thar's arm.

"Is this the shaman of the orcs? They seem to be much more skilled in soul power than our troll shaman."

Chapter end

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