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A wind blew from nowhere. There were no plants here to stabilize the soil, so the wind blew up countless dust. Everyone started coughing and tried to use something to cover their mouths and noses.

and eyes.

"Disgusting place," said Danath Trollbane, coughing, and walked towards the crowd. Khadgar wanted to get some support from the approaching warriors. "Is it just me, or is it a curse?

Is the place really similar to this place?"

Khadgar nodded. It's always good to focus on something else. "Their... well... this world is seeping into our world through the rift in time and space. Those warlocks and the magic they use are also starting to affect

Azeroth." He forced himself to analyze the surrounding environment. The land seemed not just dead, the entire world seemed to have been sucked dry. What did the orcs do to their world?

When everyone passed through the Dark Portal, there were only a few orcs near the portal. Turalyon knew that these were not the only orcs they had to face after entering Draenor. But the other side had enough time to summon reinforcements.

.He could see nearly a hundred orcs on the ridge ahead, their weapons shining in the red sunlight.

"This is just a small army." Danas said softly. He also saw the orcs standing on the ridge, roaring or cursing.

"Yes." Turalyon said, his emotion making his voice tremble. When he first saw the world, he was shaken by the sight in front of him. But now, his heart is full of determination. "

But we also have an army, an army that will stop the orcs from harming others, an army that will not watch its own world get hurt." He looked back at his soldiers.

"Sons of Lothar!" he shouted. "We have stepped into a new world. We are fighting for our own world! We will not allow these orcs to harm Azeroth like they did their own world.

Or another world!" His voice was clear and pure, as bright as the warhammer he held high in his hand. "For Azeroth!"

So be it, Khadgar thought, following his generals into the battle...

cursed place

"This place is completely a valley, which is not conducive to our defense." After repelling the orcs' counterattack, Alleria ordered the soldiers to use the orcs' retained fortifications to rebuild the defense line. Now the situation here has been reversed.

"I'm a little worried." Nathanos pointed to the valley where the orcs were, sliding his finger to the location of the Dark Portal. "Turalyon's expeditionary force took away most of the cavalry and gryphon knights, leaving us with obvious manpower.

insufficient."

Alleria was also very worried about this. She revealed another trouble: "I just checked our supplies carefully. If we don't get replenishment, I'm afraid we will run out of ammunition and food."

"We must inform Watchfort. The few gryphon knights left in Kurdran can come in handy."

"We thought of getting together." Alleria smiled sweetly at him. Although there was some dust on her face, the blush on her cheeks was still obvious. Nathanos paused for a moment, and then also smiled.

He groaned and nodded.

Alleria is the only Alliance leader left behind at the Dark Portal. Turalyon hands over all power to her, while Nathanos is like a consultant without a position, or more like Alleria's personal bodyguard.

.But the female elf knew very well that she needed Nathanos by her side. She did not completely let go of her hatred for the tribe, but she no longer let her hatred drive her forward. This was thanks to the human in front of her who was analyzing the situation.

. She frowned and looked at Nathanos' left shoulder, walked to him in two steps, and touched it lightly with her hand, but Nathanos grabbed his hand.

"Does it still hurt?"

"I've been injured much worse than this, but I still survived."

Alleria said to him in a slightly teasing tone: "I have always been curious, do you know that the arrow is not fatal?"

"I can't think about that much, I just..." Nathanos' voice dropped.

"Just what?" Alleria's voice was sharper than she expected. She was very concerned about what Nathanos thought, whether he still had any hatred or blame for that arrow.

The deep lines between Nathanos' eyebrows disappeared, and he smiled sincerely: "It's just that I believe in you."

The ice in Alleria's heart melted immediately, just like the cold winter escaped without a trace before the warm spring. She put her hands on Nathanos' face and kissed him passionately.

"General?" Another voice said: "You?"

They immediately jumped away from each other and stared at the intruder. Alleria exclaimed softly, and a blush immediately appeared on her face. "Verena!"

Her adjutant tried hard to retract the surprise on his face, but her lips could no longer suppress the urge to laugh. "This is the battle report sent back by the scout!"

Alleria glanced at Nathanos. He was as surprised as she was, but still tried to make a relaxed smile.

"Thank you for sending the information, Verena."

Verena nodded, looked at Nathanos curiously, and then said: "I won't say anything." The female elf adjutant turned around and left quickly. Nathanos even thought she was with other companions.

Let’s share the secret we just gained.

Alleria finally breathed out and smiled softly. Nathanos's panic expression just now was really funny.

Hellfire Citadel

"Cargo?" Although Ner'zhul could still speak under the pressure from Deathwing, his voice still trembled in his ears. "What cargo?"

"It seems that this is not something you should consider." Deathwing replied in his cold but smooth voice, with a hint of fatal warning. At that moment, the light from the torch flashed, behind Deathwing

, his shadow suddenly began to expand, filling the entire room.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to relax. "Deathwing, I am deeply grateful for your help."

"It's Lord Deathwing."

"Of course, Lord Deathwing." The black dragon stood there, seeming to be very dismissive of Ner'zhul. "Is there anything else we can do to help you?" Ner'zhul asked, but he just wanted to

Let the black dragon leave quickly.

Deathwing raised the corners of his mouth, stroking his beard with his slender fingers, pretending to be thinking.

"You are very generous, noble chieftain." He replied after a moment. "The head you hold is very interesting, Ner'zhul. I think it won't be so boring after I leave. At least there will be someone to talk to.

Speak, what do you say?" His words were polite and diplomatic, but they carried his powerful power. At that time, the dragon's eyes were also shining, and its flames were enough to eclipse the surrounding torches.

"He can hear Gul'dan's voice?" Ner'zhul almost choked.

Deathwing smiled softly and stretched out a well-manicured hand. "As far as I know, you already have enough power to achieve your purpose. This head is no longer important to you, and, I

Want to get it."

Ner'zhul suppressed the panic in his heart. Although Deathwing was telling the truth, he still didn't want to give up the head in his hand. The Skull of Gul'dan was a powerful artifact, and there might be something hidden in Ner'zhul's heart.

Knowledge that ancestors didn’t know.

Ner'zhul shook his head. He clearly felt that Deathwing was slowly becoming impatient. This was not good news. "Take it as you wish. It is not a valuable thing." Of course.

, this was a lie, and both he and the Black Dragon King knew this clearly. Deathwing smiled and reached out to take the head. Ner'zhul's eyes widened. At that moment, he saw what Deathwing had just said.

Only the flesh-and-blood hands turned into spikes, scales and metal armor.

"Very good. I'm very satisfied with our cooperation. We both got what we wanted." The voice was warm and arrogant. "It's time for me to leave now. My children will stay.

Here, they will obey your instructions as they obey mine." He nodded to Ner'zhul and the Gorefiend, turned around and left the room, still holding the Skull of Gul'dan in his hand.

The orc shaman and death knight watched him leave. "I really hope he didn't take the Skull of Gul'dan." Ner'zhul sighed viciously.

The black dragon had already walked away, and the Blood Demon said. "It doesn't matter. If we don't need it anymore, then this is a small price to pay to obtain the artifact we need."

Ner'zhul took a deep breath, as if he had not dared to breathe in the air in the room just now. "Why did he take the Skull of Gul'dan?"

The death knight shook his head.

"Time is running out, and our time is getting shorter and shorter. Those humans have already arrived, and we need to complete all preparations as soon as possible."
Chapter completed!