It almost touched the opposite cliff.

The effect of the explosion shook the entire valley.

Grom cursed secretly and hurriedly squatted down to protect his head. Countless broken stones hit his back and shoulders, causing bursts of stinging pain. Before the movement ended, he raised his head.

, walked towards a warlock, his heart filled with anger. Grom's fist hit him. The warlock's eyes were full of panic, and he fell backward to the ground!

"Traitor! You almost killed us all!"

"No! No, I swear, they told me this is a shield, a shield that can protect us! I don't know anything! I don't know anything!"

Grom grabbed the warlock with one hand and shook it. His vision turned scarlet. He really wanted to cut off the warlock's windpipe.

"Who told you? Where is he? I'm going to kill him!" Grom continued to shake the warlock, trying his best to control his bloodlust.

"I don't know..., he told me it was a shield..."

Grom cursed, threw the poor warlock to the ground, and returned to the fight.

He had been told that this was a shield. With it, the Warsong clan could escape safely at the last moment. But the fact was that he was deceived. The blood demon? Ner'zhul? deliberately wanted to let these rear warriors

They die here!

Grom vows to survive this war. Only in this way can anyone stand up and accuse this shameful betrayal!

After the explosion, both the Alliance and the Orcs were greatly affected, but the Alliance recovered faster than the Orc tribe. Grom was angry but helpless to see his people being driven to the west like wild beasts by humans.

In the south, there was nothing he could do about it. A group of Alliance soldiers rushed from one side, while another group blocked the exit on that side, forcing the orcs to retreat to the mouth of a valley far away from the Dark Portal and away from their home.

"Okay!" Grom roared. Maybe the alliance won, but they would also pay a heavy price. Grom raised his head, opened his mouth wide, and let out a deafening scream, letting
Chapter completed!