Among the mountains southeast of the Ashes Valley, there is a hidden canyon with complex inner and winding paths.

Perhaps its formation is caused by plate movement or wind erosion. In short, outsiders do not know what the reason is. In the eyes of the night elves who love nature, this is one of the most beautiful places in the entire Ashes Valley.

The canyon is full of plants, and it is difficult to find the entrance to the canyon covered by vines without riding on horned eagles. The natural concealment makes many small animals that are small enough to flexibly pass through thorny vines but are at the bottom of the Ashes Valley food chain, and they have settled their homes here.

The largest number of them is the forest rabbits that have a large nest in their lives. Surprisingly, on the mountain above their heads, all the natural enemies of all rabbits are alive. The nests of the hawks are everywhere, but both have always been peaceful. Because these birds of prey from barren lands cannot fly into the canyon covered by plants.

Only some cats with agility, such as lynx, can enter the canyon to feed. Fortunately, these cats have reduced the number of forest rabbits, allowing the ecology here to maintain a fragile balance, otherwise the druids of the Senario Council would not be able to sit still.

It is natural for wolves to eat sheep and sheep to eat grass. People often express sympathy for relatively weak herbivores, but they do not know that without the checks and balances of carnivores, the green of nature would have disappeared long ago.

The doctrine of the druid follows the balance between all things. It is also based on the efforts of these druids that the sky and the earth collapsed due to the explosion of the Eternal Well, the Ashes Valley, Ferwood Forest, Black Coast and other places in which the night elves live, have become more and more picturesque and filled with the power of nature in the past ten thousand years.

But all this changed with the invasion of the Burning Legion.

When the demons entered this canyon, in just over a dozen days, the once lush southeast canyon was corroded by the evil energy that spread along the route of the Burning Legion like a shadow, and could hardly see any original appearance.

The exposed gray rock formations replaced the lush vegetation, and the small animals that once lived there were no traces. They were filled with evil fog that looked like a poisonous to the creatures, and even the sun could not dispel it.

Under the influence of evil energy, from vitality to death, it is just a matter of day and night.

At this moment, a fierce battle was taking place in the canyon. Two brave armies were like tigers and lions fighting, with teeth tearing and claws, blood splattering everywhere, and flesh and blood flying.

Facing the orc troops that rushed forward like sharp swords, even if the demons filled every corner of the canyon, it was difficult to resist the power of the body that was clamoring and fighting.

The ground was densely filled with demon corpses, layer after layer, and there was almost no place to find the foot.

The green demon blood accumulated into small puddles, leaving the orcs fighting with almost knee-deep blood.

Blood and war cry intertwined into a generous and tragic song that made people's blood rush. From time to time, orcs died, and most of them were very tragic. From time to time, orcs were sucked into mummies by the sudden attack of hellhound tentacles, and were slashed to the ground by the powerful butcher knife of the demon guard...

When an orc falls, another orc will take his position immediately. He will maintain the integrity of the formation even if he fights to the death.

The canyon space is not small, but it is closely connected to the front line of battles, which has made the movement and the footwork skills useless. All the soldiers on both sides can do is to chop and sweep mechanically, and use the simplest and most effective attack method to kill the enemy before the enemy kills themselves.

The ground meat-like battle was extremely tragic, but no orcs retreated. Even the anger gushing in their eyes had never changed at all due to the sacrifice of their comrades.

Because the curse that has rewritten the fate of the orcs for more than 20 years has to end today! From then on, the orcs will no longer be slaves to anyone!

The most eye-catching figure among the entire orc army is undoubtedly the skinny figure at the tip of the knife, Grom Hellscream.

His body had already become exhausted with the destruction of Manolos' blood twice, but he was like a god of war, as if his willpower had been strong enough to support this body without any help.

Grom held a huge axe blood roar with his hands. Every time he slashed, he could slash a demon into two pieces, leaving no gap between every two attacks. The blood roar danced, leaving behind shadows in the air. The enemy's blood splattered, and the special structure on the back of the axe blade passed through the air. The "shing" sound made by the special structure of the axe blade rang across the air and resounded throughout the battlefield, just like the name of the blood roar.

An airtight death storm is rapidly reaping the life of the demon.

Beside him, Thrall was also instoppable in black armor. Compared to the violent Grom, Thrall was slightly lacking, but his combat skills were still outstanding. The heavy hammer of destruction inherited from the former chief Orgrim during the attack was like an extension of his limbs. From time to time, he used the space of attack to release a lightning chain, which turned into a piece of demon into a charred corpse.

If the evil energy had not isolated most of the elemental power, Thrall's combat power would have reached several levels.

Finally, with the orcs' unstoppable attack, the demon gradually retreated.

"Grom, I didn't expect you to reject my gift... and came to my nest with your ridiculous army..."

A low voice rumbled, echoing in the canyon filled with evil energy fog. It was difficult to see things in the vast expanse, and everyone felt that there was a huge creature walking through the evil fog, getting closer and closer...

The invisible sense of oppression, with its huge footsteps as shocking as a war drum, pressed on the hearts of every orc.

"Manolos!"

As soon as he heard this voice, Grom stared at him, holding his bloody hands, and veins burst out one by one.

Thrall immediately warned his clan members and acted in a combat posture.

Immediately, all the orcs were facing a great enemy. After several hours of hard fighting, they were finally able to face this despicable demon.

Bang……

Bang……

Bang……

Accompanied by a low and sneering sneer, the footsteps became louder and louder.

One end was probably a huge demon more than ten meters tall, and finally appeared in everyone's sight.

It has a body like a dragon beast, with four thick giant legs, like a mammoth beast, but its upper body stands straight, with two huge flesh wings growing behind it. The sharp bone spurs extend all the way to the tail along the back. Every thick scale on its body reflects a cold light. The hideous face looks gloomy and terrifying against the burning evil flames above its head.

"I am the anger in your heart, the tyranny in your mind, the curse that you will never be able to escape...you..."

"Must obey!"

Manolos' tone increased in vain. His muscled hands suddenly waved, and the huge double-edged spear broke through the thick fog, and a strange green light lit up. In the direction of its slash, it emitted a evil demon flame and arrived quickly.

"boom!"

The earth trembled, and the rocks fell like rain. Dozens of orcs who had no time to dodge were bombarded out. With Manolos's actions, countless demons rushed out of the thick fog again and collided head-on with the orc troops.

Thrall, who had recovered from the original shock wave, raised his hammer to the sky, and immediately slashed a lightning bolt from the sky, accurately hitting the hammer head part of the hammer shining luster of the hammer, making it attach a layer of crackling elemental lightning power.

Thrall smashed hard with his hands, and the entire earth shook for a moment. The Hammer of Destruction actually burst out with a dazzling bright light. He let out a roar and threw the Hammer of Destruction towards Manolos.

A loud bang sounded loudly, centered on the impact point of the Hammer of Destruction, and the thick fog was forced to dissipate in all directions by the air waves.

When the mist cleared, Manolos's intact figure appeared. Its wings were gathered in front of him, obviously with the pair of hard wings, resisting the attack of the Hammer of Destruction, and the price was nothing more than a tiny wound on the wings.

The legendary powerful man's attack did not cause any damage to the demon!
Chapter completed!