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They struggled around him.

Wherever Brox saw, his comrades were already dying. There were some soldiers who had grown up with him since childhood, and their relationship was as close as brothers. They also fell, and most of their bodies were chopped into several pieces.

The executioner was a tall and fierce demon with a green face and fangs. But after a while, the demon was solved by Brox. He jumped on the demon and howled. The demon was wearing armor, but he was still split in two and fell to the ground dead.

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The Burning Legion is still coming, and the number of orcs is decreasing sharply. Only a small number are still resisting the enemy tenaciously, but sacrifices are being made every minute.

Before, Thrall actually deployed defensive methods, and it was impossible for the Burning Legion to attack. The tribe is asking for help, but it takes time. They need Brox and his brothers.

There were still fewer and fewer orcs. The warrior standing in front of him fell down, his head fell to the ground, and his blood flowed into a river; his personal guards had also been sacrificed long ago, and their bodies could not even be found. They were buried in a ball of green flames.

Here, he was not burned alive, but the green flames corroded and dissolved his body.

Brox waved his resolute battle ax in front of the terrifying enemy, but it seemed like a waste. Every time he sweated profusely, he could see more orcs falling as long as he looked forward.

More and more...

Now, he is left to fight alone. Thousands of screaming monsters are rushing towards him, seeming to destroy everything.

When they were about to encounter this lone hero, Brooks came back to his senses.

He was not afraid, even though he was facing an enemy several times taller than him. The orc felt that the opportunity was right in front of him, and he could get rid of the guilt he had felt many years ago!

At that time, Brox thought that he should die. He should die with his comrades. They all dedicated their lives to the tribe, but he himself was still alive. This was wrong.

I am a coward. He thought so many times, if I tried harder, I should die with them.

He once told Thrall, but the chief always shook his head and said: "No one needs to work harder, old friend. The scars are already there, and the scouts also saw that you were fighting the enemy bravely. What you did and

Those orcs who sacrificed themselves are equally respected."

Brooks accepted Sal's praise at that time, but he could not forgive himself.

"Are you okay?" Nathanos' greeting came from behind. The orc did not look back, but he smiled. The undead thought he was frightened.

"Take care of the top of your head, undead. I agreed to leave the ground to me!"

Brox took a step forward and yelled at the bloated Abyss Lord: "This is an unfair duel!"

The demon and Nathanos thought the orcs were cowering, but what Brox said next was shocking.

"You should find more helpers!"

"Dirty little boy, how dare you talk so shamelessly in front of Marvin Gross!"

Abyss Lord Marvin Gross gradually approached, raising his huge double blades, ready to smash Brox into a pulp. But the orc stood motionless, as if waiting to die.

Brox felt that time passed so slowly. The Abyss Lord only took a few steps closer to him, or maybe time was still passing normally, but his own thoughts were extremely fast at the moment. He thought of Grom Hellscream, when Hellscream

He also faced an abyss lord in this way, and his final ending was also the ending that Brox wanted. He longed for a glorious death in battle!

"Come on!" The orc rushed forward, jumped with all his might, and held the ax blade with both hands to strike at Marvin Gross. The demon blocked it with both blades. When the weapons of the two sides met, fierce sparks were produced. Nathanos's eyes widened.

, the demon was completely repulsed, and its four thick legs were almost unable to support his body.

"Is this...is this what Hellscream has experienced? With the blessing of my ancestors, I can be like him."

He ran away again, this time he did not attack with an axe, but used his own arm to hit Marvin Gross's face. The Abyss Lord retreated again!

"Come on!"

The oak battle ax cut off the devil's fangs!

"Come on!!"

The ax blade split the giant double blade!

"Come on!!!"

Marvin Gross's skin was cut open, his flesh and blood was cut open, and blood spattered!

"Let me die gloriously!" Brox's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes squeezed out with force, and his fanaticism made the devil tremble. He attacked again and again, not caring about what he was attacking, and forgetting what it was.

He just needed to vent and vent his anger. Anger gave him endless strength, but he knew that he could only feel at ease when he used up all his strength. There was nothing in front of Brooks' eyes. He only saw a blue-black field, which then turned into green.

, the green splashed on his face, which looked disgusting, but made him extremely excited. His roar turned into wild laughter, like a mentally disturbed madman.

He vaguely heard someone shouting "Enough!" in his ears. At first he didn't care, but the voice became louder and louder, making him more and more upset. What made him even more angry was that

Someone was pulling hard on his arm, making each slash become more and more laborious.

‘Not enough, not enough!’ he cried in his heart!

"Enough!!"

'No, my brothers are dead...' Brooks once again hacked the oak tomahawk into Marvin Gross's flesh.

"He's dead!"

'I'm not dead yet!' The orc reminded himself in his mind that he was not dead yet. This was not the result he wanted, and this was not a fact he could accept.

"Why can't I die with honor like Grom! Why am I still alive! Why am I still here!"

Brox reversed a sweep. If it weren't for his sudden madness, Nathanos would have been beheaded by this sudden attack. As a result, Salamani locked the oak battle ax tightly.

"Are you crazy?" the undead roared at him.

'Undead? Yes, that's right! He is an enemy, and he is also the mortal enemy of the tribe!'

Nathanos noticed the murderous intent emerging from the greenskin's eyes, burning like fire. Is it hatred? But with a hint of regret.

"Please wake up, Broxshiga Saurfang! See clearly who I am, and figure out who you are!"

The flames of the Burning Legion were burning in the Black Crow Fortress, and the temperature rose sharply, but Brox felt the coldness rising from his heart. Let him calm down and let his strength flow from his arms to his heart with the blood. His heart

...jumps very quickly.

The orc swallowed, his eyes trembling, "What on earth...am I doing?"
Chapter completed!