Chapter 501 Either victory, you will die!

"Sar, I can't imagine that Kagas can shoulder the honor of a hero." Jaina looked at the direction of the Hellfire Fortress with some complexity and sighed: "Maybe he deserves the orcs, but that's just the past! Think about the numerous crimes he did when invading Azeroth..."

It seems to be a warning, it seems to be a reminder: "No one can deny that not every orc strong man has Grom's will and beliefs!

"Cargas has been swallowed by hatred, and has been thrown into the demon's arms without hesitation, and is still obsessed with it."

"I hope you can figure out what it means to the weakest peace agreement between the alliance and the tribe if he is really accepted..."

Looking at Kagas's voice, he has been active on the front line since the initial orc invasion. He is notorious in the league as King Sarufal and Grom, and his cruel side is even worse than that! Later, he helped Neozu, hindered the Alliance Expeditionary Force, and had deep grudges with Turayan, Kadega, Danas and others. After joining Illidan, he targeted the Fort Honor for a long time, which was not something that could be resolved casually.

The tribe's storage of the Broken Hand clan is no different from being openly provoked for the alliance. At least the son of Lothar and Danas will never give up.

Thrall also understood this. Facing Jaina's warning, he shook his head without hesitation and refused: "Thank you for your kindness, Jaina."

"But I can't tolerate them continuing to sink. I once swore to Chief Orgrim to do my best to save all the orcs. Perhaps in your opinion, Kardga and his Broken Hand clan are helpless, but I, even if I only have a glimmer of hope, will not give up easily!"

Gianna sat opposite him helplessly, frowned and continued to advise: "But you know how rare this opportunity is..."

"I do my best to fight for you another peace talk, are you willing to watch it, and are abandoned again because of the Kagas and the Broken Hand clan?"

In the alliance, many humans could not understand Jaina's actions and even publicly expressed their dissatisfaction. However, Thrall knew how much favor the orcs and the new tribe owed to this lady. This made the chief unable to face her hopeful eyes. He hesitated and turned his back and walked out of the room: "Sorry, ma'am, I failed your expectations... Maybe when you are in my position, you will understand that I am an orc, and then the chief of the tribe!"

"But they are not members of the tribe, they are just a group of evil orcs, slaves of the demons!" Jaina exclaimed in disbelief.

Thrall paused slightly, but did not look back: "Evil orcs? But in my eyes, they are still a group of orcs! At least now..."

Jaina stood there in a daze, looking at Thrall walking out of the hall without hesitation, and for a moment she could not accept this huge psychological gap.

Salma, with the rapid horns and war drums, thousands of orcs, taurens and troll warriors began to assemble in the center. When Jaina came back to her senses and walked out of the hall, she was ready to go to war. Sal was surrounded by Thousand Wolf Cavalry and hundreds of Kukaron warriors, and walked out of the camp gate first!

After hesitating for a moment, Jaina was still unwilling to give up her persistence, gritted her teeth and chased her, making her final efforts: "The Lord of the Abyss, Matheridon, escaped, and the Clan of the Broken Hands, it is impossible for him to stop him. You know what this means to the situation on the Hellfire Peninsula!"

Thrall's face changed slightly, but he still forced himself to suppress it, gently stroked the hammer of destruction in his hand, and replied slowly: "This is what I want to know. Maybe you can't believe that General Salin of the Falcon Post told me that Matheridon, the son of hell, was out of trouble because of a group of adventurers from the alliance..."

"Alliance Adventurer?" Jaina's pupils shrank slightly, her face full of disbelief, and she exclaimed in horror: "How is this possible?"

But the next moment, he turned around and said, "Selin? Alex's deputy? I have reason to believe that this would be another conspiracy against Stormwind!"

Now the other tribal generals couldn't stand it anymore. The straightforward troll commander, Shadow Hunter Tarkin, retorted dissatisfiedly: "Madam, pay attention to your wording! Are you trying to make the chief doubt a loyal tribal general? I don't think this is a good habit!"

Sar quickly waved his hand and stopped other generals with an atmosphere, smiled bitterly, and said bluntly: "Gianna, Alex's actions may make you very dissatisfied. But it is undeniable that in a sense, Kagas and his clan are allies of the Blood Elves, and I have no reason to believe that he will do this..."

"Yes, Alex is indeed a bit extreme, but no one can deny his contribution to fighting against evil forces!"

Jaina said nothing. In fact, she had to admit that apart from extreme racism, she could not find any bad behavior and style from Alex! And in Azeroth, people like Old Fording are a minority after all, and the mainstream of the world is still based on their own race as the core!

The team was temporarily in silence, and Thrall felt a little guilty, and he didn't want the atmosphere to become more stiff, so he stopped arguing and rushed to the road...

On the other hand, the battle under the Hellfire Fortress has entered a white-hot stage!

Perhaps it was Kagas' choice that allowed the broken hand orcs to regain their beliefs, or perhaps it was the generosity of the great warlock Clidan to die, awakening their still-death honor. Countless evil orcs, led by the blood guard Beruen, charged towards Matheridon without hesitation!

Unfortunately, courage cannot completely offset the gap in strength. Most evil orcs cannot even cause harm to Matheridon...

The weapon slashed on the body. Although it could not pierce the hard scales of the Abyss Lord, it could have some insignificant effects. When it was superimposed to a certain extent, even Matheridon could not ignore it. He could only wave the giant blade of the abyss to get rid of the entanglement.

"Sad ants! Want to face the majesty of the son of hell? My blood is your end!" A roar that shook the sky resounded throughout the Hellfire Fortress. The Lord of the Abyss stepped down heavily, and a series of shock waves mixed with shadows and flames swept across the entire venue in a ring...

Hundreds of evil orcs were shrouded in, and they didn't even have time to scream. They immediately fell down unwillingly under the high temperature and corrosion.

Only Kagas and Blood Guard Berun avoided it in time, barely escaped from the attack range, and looked at the tragedy in front of him with grief and anger.

But the next moment, in their angry eyes, the arrogant Abyss Lord, whose huge body trembled violently and collapsed. Although in just a moment, Matheridon stood up with the giant abyss blade again, the scene just now was seen by all the evil orcs!

The orc warrior who was inspired by blood was already brave, not to mention that he saw the hope of defeating the demon lord? He burst out again with a shocking roar.

Kagas's double blades intertwined in front of him, and a low roar in his throat made a charge. He appeared in front of Matheridon in the blink of an eye, jumped up and quickly passed under his neck! With a harsh sound of gold and iron clashing, the two chains were cut off by the fist blade, and the hard breastplate of the Abyss Lord fell to the ground...

The Lord of the Abyss is definitely the most powerful combat machine of the Burning Legion! They have hard armor comparable to dragon scales. After a long period of soaking and tempering of Hellfire, ordinary weapons are completely ineffective against it. The only fragility of their bodies is the front chest without scales.

As powerful as Manolos, he was hard to tell the end of his death after being hit by Agamagan and Grom twice, let alone Manolos who was worse?

The breastplate fell to the ground, scaring him to death! What's even more terrifying is that the position where he was stabbed by Kagas just now began to experience severe pain, and even the strength in his body seemed to slowly overflow from the wound. An unprecedented fear appeared in the heart of the Lord of the Abyss...

"No, I won't just fall down so easily, and make your world tremble and collapse!!!"

Never experienced such danger, the timid lord of the abyss wanted to continue to maintain his powerful power! He shouted loudly, aroused the last power, and emitted one after another shock wave and trampled. For a moment, the earth was shaking under the Hellfire Fortress, making people feel the illusion that the world was collapsed...

"Hmph, struggle to death!" On the city wall, the little girl Vanessa proudly pouted her mouth and looked at the powerful Abyss Lord disdainfully. Perhaps Matheridon also thought that this was a weakness caused by long-term blood draws, but how could she, as the culprit, not know what the reason was?

I learned from Xilundis that the blood of the demigod is strongly corrosive and can make the injury of the Abyss Lord unable to heal for thousands of years. It was because of this that Manolos eventually capsized in the gutter of the Demon-Slaying Canyon. So, use the stronger blood of the ancient god on the worse Matheridon?

The answer is right in front of you! Manolos' final shout did not scare away the fierce evil orc warrior. Although his companions died under the shock wave at all times, they were either torn apart by giant blades, or trampled to pieces, but the orcs witnessed at the front did not retreat at all!

And Kagas, who let go of everything and fought with a mortal state of mortality, also burst out with amazing speed and strength. Every time the double blades swung, they would cut deep scars on Matheridon's exposed chest, and they would soon be crisscrossed and bloody...

The lord of the abyss, who was shocked and angry, finally couldn't stand it after emitting the thirteenth shock wave, and his chest was cut into blood and blood, emitting an unpleasant stench. However, when death came, it actually stimulated the ferociousness in his bones!

Just as Kagas' next attack arrived, he not only did not dodge, but instead rushed forward and let the blade fist penetrate into his chest. Then, without waiting for Kagas to retreat, endured the pain, contracted his muscles to temporarily fix the blade, and at the same time he aroused the last strength, the giant blade swung wildly forward to his chest!

The fist blade is not an ordinary weapon, but Kagas is firmly fixed on it after cutting off his arm and cannot be separated.

He knew that he had no way out, or... he had never thought of retreating... The decisive look in his eyes was not shaken at all. The legendary orc man used all his strength to let out a last roar, and his fist blades advanced forward again, endured the severe pain of being cut by the sharp blade, and rushed into Matheridon's chest with the giant blade of the abyss...

In the east of Hellfire Fortress, Thrall, who was marching rapidly, suddenly stopped and looked ahead in horror! The familiar energy fluctuations were like the power to destroy the world, the infinite power, and the memories buried in his mind! Just like the Demon-Slaying Canyon in the past...

"Matheridon?" Jaina was also unable to hide her horror and exclaimed: "The lord of the abyss actually...is it Kagasas?"

"I can feel... another arrogant and unyielding soul... disappearing..." Salmur raised the war hammer, held it horizontally in front of his chest, and slowly lowered his head...

"Cargas... Finally, one step has been completed...Grom..." Behind him, thousands of tribal warriors stood with their hands down.

Jaina looked at Mo Yun rising in front of her with a complicated face, and sighed in her heart. She could not deny that it was another legend of Grom! She had just swear to persuade Thrall to be honest. Not every orc strong man has Grom's will and beliefs. When she thought about it, it was so ironic...

At the top of the Castle of Honor, Danas silently looked at the direction of the Hellfire Wall, slowly lowered the tip of the sword, and sent his blessings calmly in his heart~

He was happy for Kagas when he was entangled with his life and eventually fell in this way of honor!

At the same time, he also let go of the burden in his heart for the fall of Matheridon. After all, Cang Tiange and the others attacked him because of his orders.

Shatas, the soldiers who were still immersed in the fierce battle, did not notice anything about what happened to the Hellfire Wall separated by a mountain. However, while Matheridon fell, every hero and above strong man stood there and looked back and watched...

Near the Fire Wings Post, the demon hunter flapped his wings that were leaking everywhere and slowly landed, with a cold smile on his lips. After just a moment of pause, he took his attention back from the Hellfire Peninsula, turned his head to look to the northwest, snorted coldly, and disappeared into the thick night again...

In the northern mountains of Taroka, the fierce fighting Kudran and Tagahn and Tagahn were all put down their weapons. The two turned to look at the northeast and stood still for a moment. The Tagahn and Tagahn and let out an inaudible sigh, and they staggered away. Thousands of bone-chewing orcs retreated like a tide.

"Reorganize the army!" Kudland ordered Galin who was leaning over in a deep voice, then said nothing, staring at the warhammer in his hand in a daze...

On the wall of Hellfire, Vanessa looked at the expected ending in front of her and couldn't say a word...

Kagas, she heard the orc butcher's name from Yovia, and at the same time learned about the other side of Grom from Xie Feng.

As a young and frivolous person, she immediately had an idea. Sar could do it, why can't he turn another butcher into a hero?

When she learned that Xiaoqin was going to see Kagas, she followed without hesitation, and after hard work, she did this!

But at this moment, the expected pride and satisfaction did not arise in her heart, but an unparalleled loss and confusion... What does this sentence mean?" Perhaps she herself did not realize the heavy sadness in her tone.

Xiao Gun sighed helplessly, brushed her little head gently, and smiled: "That's the orc word. Every orc warrior was engraved with the oath in his bones at the moment of picking up his weapon... Either win or die... q

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