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It has been a long time since I heard news from Nathanos. Sylvanas would ask adventurers from Arak Peak for news about him from time to time, and the answer she got was that he was helping the arakkoa against Setai.

Curse. Sylvanas wanted to help the wither.

Please stop following me... join others in stopping the Iron Horde, that's what you should do.

At that time, Nathanos spoke in a very stiff tone, with a feeling of being distant from others.

He always wanted to solve the problem alone. Sylvanas couldn't help but become anxious. Even if she got it, she felt that Nathanos was so far away from her, as if she could never catch up with him.

Nathanos wanted to protect the people he cared about, and that was right. Sylvanas wanted to convince herself so. But there was another voice telling her that Nathanos shouldn't face all challenges alone. At least.

Someone can stand firmly behind him and help him guard against threats he cannot see.

Just brainstorming here is useless. Sylvanas shook her head and drove away those messy thoughts. Focusing on the present may make her feel better.

In the camp, a Draenei and the Dark Ranger got into an argument, seemingly arguing about how to deal with the Warsong clan's wolf cavalry.

It has been almost a week since we entered Nagrand. Since repelling the Iron Horde in Talador, the war situation has reversed. The Alliance and Horde have begun to take the initiative to attack. First, they must unplug the Iron Horde's largest enemy in Nagrand.

Military base. There is definite news that Garrosh is hiding in Grommashr. The attack plan against the former chief of the tribe has been planned for a long time, and it will be at dawn two days later.

Looking at the figure of the dark ranger, Sylvanas was thoughtful.

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The gate of Grommashr was vulnerable, and the siege tanks of the Alliance and Horde easily broke through the road. Garrosh thought he was ready for the battle. He thought of everything and laid out the strictest security in the base.

line of defense.

The two-headed flying dragon knights restricted the enemy's cavalry troops in the sky, and the musketeers and archers occupied the most advantageous shooting positions. The beast king Grogorok promised that his wolves would block the invaders. Just in case, they also prepared a

Goron...

But he still failed. After so long, Garrosh once again felt that the shadow of Orgrimmar's failure was hanging over his head. He could only escape, holding a panicked warg in his hands, and in Grommash

He wanted to break out before he was completely surrounded. He planned to go to Highhammer to warn his father.

As long as the ogres can be controlled, and as long as the Blackstone Foundry is still in their hands, the Iron Horde will not fail. Garrosh muttered in his heart.

He was deeply immersed in his thoughts, almost not paying attention to what dangers were waiting for him. He thought that the attention of the Alliance and the Horde should be focused on Grommasher. Until the last moment, the warg under his crotch suddenly disappeared.

He lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground, his mouth filled with grass roots.

That beast, it...

Garrosh's eyes widened. The warg, which had turned into a corpse and had a spear stuck in its head, made him realize a terrible mistake - he was alone. Leaving the battlefield was equivalent to leaving the clan.

The person who attacked him walked slowly over. He did not represent either the Alliance or the Horde.

At first, the weapon in the man's hand led Garrosh to think he was Nathanos Blightcaller, but he soon discovered that he was wrong.

The eyes are wrong!

The man who looked exactly like Nathanos had red eyes, staring directly at Garrosh. When he saw Garrosh, he smiled.

Garrosh snorted. Now he knew why he had recognized the wrong person. Kairozdormu once told him that Nathanos, who came from another time and space, was called the Sinslayer.

He killed Kairoz himself, so Garrosh concluded that the Sinslayer was an ally of the Bronze Dragon and was here for revenge. Thinking that it was the Blighter who defeated him in Orgrimmar, Garrosh couldn't help but tighten his grip.

The blood roar in the hand.

"Are you here for the bronze dragon?"

This sentence made the Sinslayer who was approaching frown. His eyes looked...very sarcastic.

"If you want to find a suitable reason for your death, then please do so."

"Kainoz is just using you. There is no grudge between us." Garrosh said these words to back off. He was a little angry, but surviving was the most important thing.

The Sinslayer's smile became extremely cold. "Why don't you understand, Hellscream. Regardless of whether you kill Kairoz or not, you will die today. I might as well tell you a secret, you and Kairoz are both me

I used him as a chess piece to rescue you, and I also secretly urged you to form the Iron Tribe. All of this is to sacrifice your people to death faster. If you don’t believe it..." He stretched out his hand and pointed to the side.

Garrosh, completely confused about the situation, turned his head in the direction of his finger.

Another person appeared in front of the orc, that was his kind, but his skin color was——

green.

"Gul'dan!"

For a moment, Garrosh felt the blood of the Hellscream family boiling in his body. He subconsciously entered a fighting stance, his veins bulging, and he desperately wanted to roar like his father and tear the warlock and the Sin-Slayer apart.

However, this state only lasted for a while. Garrosh saw that Gul'dan's face was full of confidence. He was so... determined, as if he could not do anything to him.

Maybe it was a trap, just to guide him to attack. Garrosh gradually calmed down his breathing.

"How stupid you are to join forces with this warlock."

"Unite?" The person who spoke this time was Gul'dan, who limped to a place only six or seven steps away from Garrosh. "Wrong, I have sworn allegiance to death."

Hexi's sunshine shone on Garrosh, but he only felt a chill on his back. In this world, Gul'dan has never been loyal to the Burning Legion. He only accepted the evil energy to show the demons. He is a spy!

"The sad thing about history is that it will definitely happen." The Sinslayer ruthlessly exposed Garrosh's inner panic. "You think you helped your race reverse the fate of history, but I can tell you clearly, what

Nothing will change. History can be used. I can prevent the orcs from being enslaved by demons, and I can also bring order to things."

"No!"

Garrosh's arms seemed to have endless power. He suddenly turned around and rushed towards Gul'dan, a pair of bronze eyes staring at the orc warlock - if he died, the Burning Legion's plan would also go bankrupt. The evil energy will

He can never curse his people.

As a violent roar erupted from his chest, he swung the Blood Roar that Grommash gave him personally, and slashed at Gul'dan with the ax blade perpendicular to the ground.

The air trembled with the whistling sound. Garrosh's hands trembled, and the numbness caused his bones to lose consciousness in a short time.

A sword stood between Gorehowl and Gul'dan. No matter how hard Garrosh tried, he could not break through the obstruction. His attack failed, and Garrosh could hear the sound of his teeth grinding. Then, he backed up

He flew out and received a heavy blow to his abdomen. After rolling several times on the grass, he finally managed to stabilize his body with his hands on the ground. When he looked up, he found that the sword was already on his neck.

"A brave attempt, but it is also a desperate struggle." Out of respect, the Sinslayer gave Garrosh a final look of recognition. The orc may also want to say something, but before he can say it, Salamani is around his neck.

Slit his throat with lightning speed.

Whether he meant 'for the Iron Horde' or 'for glory', the Sinslayer didn't want to hear those words.

Gul'dan saw no reaction from the Sinslayer for a long time, and asked in confusion: "Why didn't you take his soul?"

"It's not necessary. Even after death, Garrosh has no regrets. This arrogance will only bring him to our allies. There, he will play a greater value."

Gul'dan didn't know much about the Shadow Realm, and he didn't know who the allies the Sinslayer mentioned were, but he was deeply impressed by the power the other party had just displayed.

"Sir, there is something I want to report to you."

"Say it."

"My apprentice Cho'gall betrayed me. He took K'urei's power and prepared to use it to deal with the ogres of Highmaul."

This should have been bad news. Gul'dan could have expected that the Sinslayer would be furious because the soul of a naaru was valuable, but when laughter burst out of the Sinslayer's throat, Gul'dan was surprised.

"Very good, this is better than I expected." The Sinslayer clapped his hands and praised.

"I do not understand."

"The ogres in Highmaul hold a treasure of runestones, which can resist fel magic. If people from the Alliance or Horde obtain it, many casualties will inevitably be reduced when demons attack Azeroth in the future. Ancient

That idiot Gar will help us solve this problem."

"However, I doubt that he and Mal'gok can deal with the people of Azeroth."
Chapter completed!