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The red dragon Krasus flew to Kalimdor. Like Nathanos, he also heard Nozdormu's roar, which was a cry for help. Ronin also followed him, sitting on his back and soaring in the sky

The closer he got to his destination, the faster Krasus flew. He hadn't told Ronin yet that he actually wanted to find Nozdormu, and in fact he had already tried, but failed. But it didn't matter.

, and soon they will know the real reason for the Time Dragon's pain.

"There, there is magic happening in that place!" Luo Ning screamed, pointing to a mountain peak, regardless of whether the red dragon could hear it or not.

Crassus nodded. When the two of them really saw their destination, they didn't notice that there was another pair of eyes looking at them.

"A red dragon with a man riding on it." Brox snorted. Orcs used to ride on the dragon, but now if you want a dragon to fly around with an orc, you can only let the orc stay on top of the dragon.

in the belly.

The orc shrugged, looking nonchalant. He was a proud orc warrior, with strong muscles and rough skin that glowed green. He wore a thick leather windbreaker to keep warm. Although the orc has a strong survivability, but in such a situation

In high mountains, you also need to pay attention to keeping warm.

Brooks picked up the battle-hardened battle ax and staggered forward in the snow.

"They went to the same place as me?"

When thinking about their mission, Brox felt very, very bad. He was not afraid of danger, he was just afraid that he would not be able to send a message to the chief in time if something unexpected happened to him.

When he arrived at the mountain peak, he concentrated on preparing for battle, but strangely, he did not see the human or the dragon, but he was sure that they arrived here before him.

"Where are they?" he complained. "Where are they?"

The orc wanted to know how one person could hide a dragon? The traces on the ground were obvious, but there were only one person's footprints, or maybe two people's footprints were mixed together.

Maybe the dragon flew away!

Brooks shook his head. He rejected this idea because the orcs were very close at the time. If there was a dragon flying into the sky, he would definitely be able to see it, but he did not see anything unusual, so there was only one possibility left -

This behemoth is nearby.

Brooks took a breath, and the scent of the dragon was almost obscured by the smell of humans. The orc knelt down and studied the footprints carefully. The traces of the dragon disappeared, but if the orc met another human, the dragon would naturally

It will also appear.

He did not intend to make any noise, but continued to walk forward, and soon entered the path. Brooks looked around and sniffed. The path was too narrow, not to mention the giant dragon, even

Even the underage baby dragons cannot be accommodated. Where are they?

Not long after walking, I heard the cry of a dragon from ahead. Brooks grinned, but did not stop. A true warrior will not look back the moment he hears danger.

He walked for a while. It was all caused by shadows, and something seemed to be lurking around him.

Screams - human screams - came from very close.

At that moment, the orc's eyes were filled with a terrifying scene, which no one had ever seen before.

There are tentacles swaying and dancing on the rock, and there is a purple vortex in the middle of the tentacles, like a mouth.

Orcs are not easy to harm. But this horrific sight shocked him. Brox stood there blankly, motionless, unable even to move his weapon. He had always longed for a heroic death.

Law. But it is definitely not this kind of death. Such a death is not noble at all. The terrifying monster can easily swallow him in one bite.

So he decided: run!

But even he didn't obey his orders. He turned around and ran, but slipped and fell in the snow like a child. His huge body fell to the ground.

'Dragons and humans must have been devoured!'

He wanted to struggle to stand up, but he already felt something wrapped around his feet, and he knew what it was without even thinking.

The orc immediately used his weapon to attack the tentacle. The opponent was easier to deal with than he thought, and was cut into pieces as easily as a cane.

After he was freed from his restraints, Brox instinctively picked up his ax and started running. He didn't feel any shame, because no orc was a match for this monster, as Gasco's death was proof.

But no matter how fast he ran, the monster ran faster than him. The constant sounds around him made Brooks almost go crazy. But he gritted his teeth, knowing that he could not defeat this monster, but he was trying his best...

…

He only ran two steps before he was caught by the whirlpool and swallowed in one gulp.

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Every bone, every muscle, and every nerve in Nathanos's body ached. He felt the pain. What happened? He didn't know very well yet. A minute ago, he was clearly still in Karazhan. But

Somehow, it wasn't actually very close. He felt something was wrong. Those scenes appeared in his mind again. Landscapes, creatures, man-made things. Nathanos witnessed the extreme of time in an instant.

Dragon clan? This word reminded him of the scene in Grim Batol. Fortunately, that had long passed. But the dragon's roar made Nathanos wary. Medivh's staff had brought him to it.

Where.

He opened his eyes.

Looking at the trees. The tall and lush trees almost covered the sky. Birds were singing, tree shadows were dancing, the sunshine was soft, and white clouds were floating. The life here shocked Nathanos, and Nathanos was convinced that this was definitely not Kara.

praise.

Is it just another fantasy? No! Everything is so real.

It was such a peaceful scene that Nathanos even suspected that he was dead. He was really dead. Everything he saw was a scene from heaven. At this time, a discordant voice caught his attention, and he followed the trend.

Look to the left.

The orc was rubbing the back of his head while trying his best to stand up. He was not far from Nathanos, slapping the dust and weeds off his body. When he blinked, he looked over to Nathanos.

.

"What?"

This was what the undead wanted to say, but his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak.

'Why are there orcs in this place?'

'Why are there undead in this place?'

I don’t know, no matter what! The two people seemed to be connected, and they both thought of the same thing - kill each other!

Nathanos' instinctive reaction was to grab his weapon, but he suddenly remembered that all his weapons had been lost, and even Atiesh who had touched him was gone. But the orc had a weapon in his hand.

"I didn't expect that there were dead people in this place? Did you do that strange trap just now?" Brooks suddenly felt dizzy. He fell down weakly, but he still roared from his mouth.

In contrast, Nathanos was about to step forward to control the orc when he saw the orc fall, but he did not expect that he also felt extremely weak. He could not understand that after breaking away from the Lich King's control, he gradually regained his senses.
Chapter completed!