Civilization of Azeroth: Start the Great Pyramid Chapter 210

Fenris' hair and beard were clumps of blood, and his eyes turned crimson. At this time, there were only less than five thousand left by his side.

Just these five thousand orcs, in the fierce battle, they do not remember what their real purpose is, they only know that they want to kill the siege of the alliance.

In the end, these orcs forgot what Ner'zhul, what tribe, what Dark Portal, and even their own race, and there was only one thought of killing them in their minds.

However, after they were killed, the scene in front of them completely made Fenris and the five thousand orcs dumbfounded.

What appeared in front of them was the colorful sky in the distance.

The four dragon kings circled around the gate of darkness and released magic. The mysterious skeletons below clacked and roared silently towards the dragon kings. Their arms were wrapped with four-color energy of khaki, light blue, red red, and silver gray. , forming a huge storm of energy churning toward the sky.

This is a battle that does not belong to mortals at all. This battle will make the mortal race realize its insignificance and fall into extreme fear.

Fenris' Adam's apple moved up and down, his eyes widened, and the scene in front of him reminded his brain of his purpose of breaking through after a brief downtime.

'Where the **** did Ner'zhul go... what is this... he really brought this big guy alive...'

Just when Fenris was lost, Turalyon, Danas and others led the army to form a siege to these last orcs again. While Turalyon hated Fenris for hurting Alleria in the process of breaking through, on the other hand, he sighed that this guy was able to break through in such a desperate situation.

"Follow me! Destroy them..."

Danas waved his sword to order an attack, but his words were stopped by Li De, who was riding the morning glow.

"Stop, they've lost, our allies have something to say."

At this time, Danas and the others noticed that there were less than 5,000 orcs in the last. The appearance of them can be said to be appalling. Five thousand orcs could not make up a complete set of clothes!

One-eyed, one-eared, one without an arm, one with a broken leg... Everywhere you can see are such orcs.

Drek'Thar came to the front of the commanders and said to them earnestly.

"The main force of the orcs has been completely wiped out, and the Ner'zhul tribe has been effectively defeated.

Please give this last orc some life. After all, these orcs are different from the old tribe of Gul'dan. They have never actually stepped out of the Swamp of Sorrows, and they have not killed a single civilian in Azeroth other than fighting the forces of the Alliance.

Please give me a chance to persuade them to surrender. "

Hearing Drek'Thar say this, Turalyon and the others also loosened their attitudes. When Drek'Thar and Lothar negotiated, both sides offered their own terms.

What Drek'Thar proposed was to leave the last spark of fire for the orc race. And now Drek'Thar proposed to persuade the orcs like Fenris to surrender, and it was only after Lothar's approval that he came here through the portal and made such a request to everyone.

"We can trust you, Shaman Chief Drek'Thar. But we must make it clear that we only accept the unconditional surrender of the Fenris Ministry!"

After Li De and Turalyon discussed, they finally gave such a request.

For the condition of unconditional surrender, Drek'Thar agreed. Although he found it difficult to persuade Fenris, he was willing to give it a try for the Orc race.

"Heh, let me surrender? Kill me."

What happened in front of him made Fenris understand that the giant skeleton of Frostfire Ridge was the last arrangement of Ner'zhul. This ancient giant became Ner'zhul's puppet, which completely blocked the way for the orcs to go home.

Fenris, realizing that he had been deceived by a century of deception, could be said to feel more grief than death.

"It's easy for you to die, you haven't thought about these orcs behind you? Surrender, even if you only say you surrender to the Frostwolf clan, and you don't surrender to the alliance."

Drek'Thar ultimately chose a compromise, but that's what Fenris still wouldn't accept.

"Oh, forget it. I thank you for your kindness. Durotan has a good vision. You are indeed a person worthy of trust. It is indeed correct that the Frostwolf clan is entrusted to you.

You can live peacefully in this world, but I'm different from you. I can't rely on others to live like a bereaved dog. If I can't conquer, it's better to die! "

Hearing Fenris say this, Drek'Thar was speechless, knowing that this was Fenris' character. At first, as the eldest son of the three Frostwolf brothers, he was obviously the first in line to be the heir, but Drektal resolutely left the Frostwolf clan, which he thought was comfortable, and became the chief of the Thunder King clan by killing and conquering.

"We will not surrender, inexplicable wars and deceit after another... Orcs are tired, orcs want to go home, even if I die, I will die in Frostfire Ridge..."

Fenris murmured, suddenly his expression became extraordinarily fierce.

"Tell the alliance that the orcs will not surrender! But if you want to kill us, don't bother them! Please make way for us, the orcs are going home!"

Drek'Thar brought Fenris' words back to the Alliance, Li De was speechless, Turalyon was noncommittal, Danas was expressive... For Fenris's death-defying behavior, most people expressed incomprehension.

If they are still fighting against the beasts of the Alliance, they may die, but they can still cause some harm to the Alliance. But now, in the battle between the Dragon Kings and the huge skeleton, if they rashly got involved, there would definitely be no ashes left.

Everyone in the Alliance didn't understand it, but Drek'Thar understood that the Orcs were a race with a tendency to self-destruct.

"Horde! Charge..."

When Fenris spoke, he was actually weak, his voice seemed to be squeezed out of a broken bellows.

The 5,000 orcs just behind him were all struggling to move forward. Ner'zhul abandoned all the orcs, and the war was momentarily meaningless to the orcs.

"Heh... Ner'zhul's dog, I didn't expect you to be abandoned by that guy too."

When passing a dirt pit, Fenris noticed Kargath lying in it. This guy is also in very bad health. When Ner'zhul was evacuating, he blocked the road with huge bones and didn't take him with him at all.

"Ha ha…"

Kargath smiled miserably. He suddenly thought of the arakkoa he had thrown into the Spires of Arak. That guy was in the same mood as he is now, right?

"We have to meet home, if you want to go home too, just follow us."

Fenris sent out a suicide invitation to Kargath, Kargath grinned and nodded, climbed out of the pit with difficulty, and kept up with Fenris' team.

The Orcs made their final charge towards the Dark Portal, and the battle between the Dragon Kings and the Giant Skeletons was heating up.

For this inexplicable skeleton, the most popular is the Blue Dragon King. The mad Dragon King is also the Dragon King. Malygos was caught in his hand like a mouse before. This humiliation to the Blue Dragon King is unbearable.

"Om..."

Just below the neck of the Blue Dragon King, there is a gorgeous ball-shaped pendant. This ball-shaped pendant is composed of two combined hemispheres with a mysterious engraving pattern on it.

With Malygos' incantation, the chisel on the pendant emits a dreamy light, and the materialized arcane energy converges towards the pendant.

"Malygos! Take care to control the power of the Focusing Iris! If you blow up the Dark Portal as well, we won't be able to catch Deathwing!"

This thing is one of the two most powerful artifacts created by the Blue Dragon King: the Focusing Iris, which can release massive amounts of arcane energy at one point, and can even absorb the arcane energy of the entire Azeroth and destroy it with one blow world!

"boom!!"

Arcane energy like a flood poured towards the huge skeleton, and this blow successfully shattered half of the skeleton's arm!

However, what happened next made the dragon kings feel chills. The huge skeleton opened its mouth and roared silently, and then the broken forearm was automatically returned to the body of the huge skeleton!

The Dragon Kings really don't know how to deal with this big guy now. If the Focusing Rainbow activates its maximum power, it will definitely be enough to destroy this guy with one blow, but if that's the case, the Dark Portal will disappear. trace.

Nozdormu, the most mysterious of the dragon kings, did not dare to act rashly.

Although he still doesn't know the details of this huge skeleton, he has already felt that this big guy was definitely a creation of a high-ranking Titan during his lifetime! His power, and the guardian dragon... even those titan guardians are of the same origin!

It was precisely because of this that Nozdormu did not rashly use time magic.

Because he is not sure what changes the time flow will bring to this guy when wrapped around this skeleton.

Ner'zhul, who had already stepped on the steps of the Temple of Darkness, sighed silently when he thought that there was now a fierce battle outside the gate of darkness.

When using the huge skeleton on Frostfire Ridge to make a magic puppet, a memory from ancient times was read out from this bone that had long since lost its vitality!

Such a huge "Crosso" turned out to be just the offspring of the life "Gronde" created by the Titans!

'There is still such an existence as Titan... In front of that existence, what am I?

Is there a possibility that even the Titans are not the end of power...

Where is the end of the universe? What is my existence? '

Ner'zhul realized that he couldn't think about it any more, and if he continued to think about it, he would become nothing.

'It's a pity that such a powerful force can't really be used by me. I tried my best to suppress its consciousness. It can only be a puppet guarding the door...'