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The giant beast raised its huge head and roared to the sky, as if it had accepted the challenge. The nearby volcano suddenly erupted, and in an instant, red light filled the sky and magma rolled. Senluken launched a charge, and his rumbling footsteps trembled the earth. It raised its feet, trying to step Nathanos and Oronoke into meat paste.

The two of them easily dodged, but the flames falling from the King of Fire and the flame waves stirred up under their feet made them a little unbearable.

"Do you think about how to deal with it?" Nathanos looked at Oronoke. He was a little worried that the other party would not be able to hold on for too long because of his old age and weakness. However, Oronoke looked refreshed at this moment.

The old guy is not bad.

"Don't try to attack it, friend." Orunoke slowly climbed up with his eyes bright. "The King of Fire is the incarnation of the elements' anger. To calm the anger, we must get the forgiveness of the elements."

Senluken swung his arms like a mace, gathering every bit of strength in the body of flames, and then smashing them down hard. The sound of the earth shattering was clearly audible. Oronoke flew out, and Nathanos stabbed the ground with his sword to stabilize it.

After the brief storm, the Withering One began to understand the words of Oronoke. What, is this old guy crazy? Is he not going to resist? Nathanos then asked a key question: "How do you win the sympathy of the elements?"

"I want to tell them that the orc tradition is still there, and the awe of them is still there!" Orunoke shouted. He walked to Senluken calmly. This was tantamount to suicide.

The sound of the King of Fire's breath came into his ears. Orunoke moved his ears, and he raised his head, waiting for Senluken's next attack.

Suddenly, Nathanos understood that they could not deal with this big guy at all. Many years ago, Guldan used the power of fel energy to twist Senluken, and now they could not use the same method. Perhaps the craziest decision, he took Salamani back into the scabbard. "You are going to bear their anger, right? Only by paying the price for past sins can the elements realize that the orcs have made changes."

Oronoke turned around and laughed at the undead who explained it all. Nathanos ran to the old orc in a meteor, reminding him: "You may die."

"I know, but... I've experienced something more terrible than death." Orunock knew his duties and the possible consequences that followed. "You should leave here, friend. You are not an orc, and you don't have to face it."

Nathanos was unmoved by this kind reminder. He was the leader of the Forgotten, leading his followers to revenge. He also understood that the power of the Lich King was almost powerful. Even Illidan lost to Arthas. If even they could not face it, how could he defeat the Lich King?

"I have many enemies," said Nathanos. "There are many conflicts with the elements. One day, I may face the same dilemma as you, orcs. Until then, I hope I can prepare."

Senluken spewed out elemental anger to the two mortals who were expressing their hearts. The flames storm roared, tearing everything below. The mountains roared, the earth blew, and the energy torrent mixed with evil energy and elemental power surged out.

"You may die!" Oronoke hid in the protective barrier that Nathanos used dark power to support.

Nathanos snorted with a smile: "I know, but... I've experienced something more terrible than death. And, I'm dead."

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"Commander!" This was the low and squinted voice of adjutant Crave.

Danas stopped Hin, who was halfway through writing, and he removed the nib to prevent ink from dripping onto the parchment. "What's wrong?" he asked Delaney, one of his most trusted consultants.

"There is news - the news from Shatas. It was sent by the great wizard Kadega himself, and he insisted that you must let it know."

The commander of the Drano Expeditionary Force suddenly stood up and threw the pen on the parchment at will. Although he was writing to Kadega, he thought that the great wizard should have heard of the reopening of the Dark Gate. Regarding what he was going to do next, he thought he should tell Kadega. But the old friend actually sent someone in advance, and Danas couldn't help but smile.

"Take him in, and let the others out," he said. Crave nodded, and a moment later a thin elf was brought in. He looked exhausted, pale and thin, and extremely frightened.

Elf? Danas frowned. He could accept any race sent by Shatas, humans, Draenei, Brokeners, and even Crowman, but what was the case with the elves? There were never elves there.

Danas subconsciously straightened his tall body, but realized that he might be frightening the messenger. "Do you need food or water?" he asked, trying to keep his voice gentle.

The elf shook his head, then changed his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Water...water, if it's convenient." Danas poured a glass of water and handed it to the man. The man poured his mouth in big mouth, as if he had endured a long time of hunger, and then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Thank you, Commander." said the messenger, sounding calmer.

"Your news," Thorbain said.

The elf's face was pale. Danas sighed in his heart. He would never be so cruel - if the elf was a spy sent by Kelthus - he would only lock him up, not kill him.

"Don't be afraid. Whether it's good or bad news, as long as you do represent Shatas, I welcome it," he said.

The elf looked a little less nervous. He took a deep breath.

"Sir." He hesitated for a moment, and then continued firmly, "I used to be a subordinate of Kelthas."

Danas was very puzzled. He and Crave looked at each other, and Crave shrugged.

"What about now?"

"Now I follow the prophet Worethal and serve Adar together," he said. "Not long ago, Kelsas sent the mage Worethal to attack Shathal, but we were guided by Naru, abandoning the darkness and turning to Adar. We call ourselves astrologers."

"I understand." Danas nodded, "Your choice is undoubtedly correct." He looked at the messenger, thinking that he could not just come to report the news, there must be something more important. "Your face is very bad. Do you have anything else to tell me?"

The elf looked a little frustrated. "Yes!" he said anxiously, "About Kelthas, our prince led his army to capture a spaceship fortress in the Void Storm half a year ago and captured a Naru, but this was not the worst. The Prophet Voretas foresaw Kelthas's secret connection with the demon, so Adal sent me here and hoped you could take action."

Danas gasped. Everyone knew that Kelthas followed Illidan, and that Illidan was standing opposite the demon. Unexpectedly, his subordinates would...

The elf was still saying, "Now Kelthas is already in charge of the Void Storm, and most of the blood elves in the outer realm choose to follow him."
Chapter completed!