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Gul'dan leaned out from the bow of the ship and sniffed the air on the sea. He closed his eyes and used his spiritual secrets to start looking for the mysterious and powerful breath. He felt a smell as exciting as fresh blood, so strong that he

It felt like I had been punched, and I even felt pain.

"Stop the boat!" he shouted, and the tribesmen sitting behind him put down their oars. The boat soon stopped moving and parked quietly on the sea. Gul'dan smiled with satisfaction: "We are finally here!

"

"But...but there is nothing here!" A member of the Ravager clan looked around. There was nothing here except the sea.

"Nothing?" He smiled contemptuously, "You dare to question me, huh? Well, how about I throw you to the bottom of the sea and let you see clearly, Drak'Thul?" He called him Drak'Thul.

The orc warlock took a few steps back in horror. Gul'dan didn't look at him anymore. His eyes fell on another ship next to him, where Cho'gall was standing.

"Tell the others to start working immediately." He said to his deputy, "Start now! Doomhammer may have known that we left, and he will not let us go. Before I find something, I don't want to

He came to disturb me."

Cho'gall's two heads nodded one after another, turned around and ordered his men. Then they fixed a hook rope to the side of Gul'dan's ship. Soon, Cho'gall and the other orc warlocks climbed over along the rope.

"This is the place we are searching for. Below us, there is an ancient temple hidden." Gul'dan explained after all the warlocks gathered around him.

"We can try to dive into it," Cho'gall said.

Gul'dan shook his head: "I don't know how deep the water here is, and it's dark and cold down there." He rejected Cho'gall's suggestion, and then smiled proudly, "But there is a more direct way -

—We can raise it from the bottom of the sea and bring this temple to us."

"Can it really be done?" asked an ogre magician who had just transformed.

"Of course." Gul'dan replied, "Not long ago, in our homeland, I successfully used magic to lift a large piece of land. It was a volcano in Shadowmoon Valley. At that time, I was commanding the Shadow Council, and

Now I want you to do the same." He looked at his men. No one raised any questions or objections. He nodded. This new group of men was not only stronger than the previous Shadow Council people, but also more docile than them.

These two points made him particularly satisfied.

"When do we start?" Cho'gall finally asked.

"Now!" Gul'dan said, "Don't waste time." He turned around and pointed in the direction of the ship's railing. Assistants began to surround him. He closed his eyes to explore the unfathomable power. It was very powerful.

, will be easily found, and then Gul'dan will grab it tightly and pull it upward. His consciousness and magic have extended into this force field, and Gul'dan starts to exert force. As he moves, the sky begins to

It became darker, and the surrounding seawater became turbulent.

"I caught it!" Gul'dan gritted his teeth and said to his assistant with great effort and excitement, "Come and help me! Pour all your strength into the force field I just created, and join me.

Lift it up! Quick!"

He immediately felt that Cho'gall and others responded to his power. Everyone put their magical power into their own force fields. At this time, thunder and lightning broke out, as if a heavy rain was coming, and the clouds in the sky turned into a rare crimson.

, huge waves swept over their ship. Gul'dan felt that the heaviness of the traction field just now was gradually getting lighter, which made him feel a lot more relaxed. Although it was not as painful as before, it was still a chore. Every day

Their magic circle was strengthening every second, and the storm was raging around them.

Several hours passed, and Gul'dan and the others still persisted, but the surrounding warriors could not adapt to such a powerful force field. Dazzling lightning mixed with deafening thunder struck down, almost making them dizzy.

Waves hit the head again and again, and the boat swayed crazily like a broken leaf in the wind, almost falling apart. The seawater soaked their bodies, and the soldiers held the oars tightly to prevent themselves from being washed away. Some people looked towards

Gul'dan glanced over and saw that although the ship was shaking violently, the people were still standing there, motionless.

After a while, the smell of fireworks emerged from the water in front of their boat. Steam and smoke were dispersed in the air. Through the smoke, they saw something coming out of the water. It looked like a stone, but then it

The scene that came down stunned everyone. The thing rose rapidly from the turbulent sea and suddenly became very huge. Lava rolled down from the top of it. Just a moment ago, it was just a stone and an undulating hill. But this thing

The hill gradually widened, and finally formed a large piece of land. Similar things began to emerge from the water, and they were connected together. When the sea water receded from it, the orcs could see the entire island rising out of the sea.

It rose up, spraying flames, smoke, and steam. Then, another smaller island also rose up, and then more islands hidden under the deep sea came into view.

At this time, the sky had returned to its original state, and the water surface was not as rough as before, and the waves were much smaller. Gul'dan opened his eyes and staggered towards the ship's railing. The other warlocks were kneeling on the ground in exhaustion.

He looked over and saw thick smoke and hot steam emitting over there. With the rumbling roar, the shape of the island had already taken shape. Gul'dan smiled with satisfaction.

"Soon," Gul'dan said softly. He looked at the island in front of him and extended his consciousness to explore the direction of the temple. "Soon, I will take you into the temple we have been looking for. The powerful temple

The power is within.”

not far away

"I see them," cried Maim, "they're on the island right over there!"

Red Blackhand looked in the direction he pointed. Nearby, the waves were rolling, and then he noticed some hazy water vapor rising from the west side of the island, and some black shadows gathered around -

—are orcs and ogres.

"Very good," he nodded and reached out to hold his ax handle. "Speed ​​up!" He said to the other orcs: "We have to catch up with them before they hide!" while Mai on the other boat

Mu is also giving the same order to his subordinates.

"Their spells are very powerful." Reid reminded the people around him: "Gul'dan can easily kill three or four of us in a few minutes, so when you encounter these warlocks, just avoid them.

Don't let them get close to you, and then surround them before they can cast a spell." He banged his ax to emphasize, "Although they have powerful spells, they are also orcs like us, and they will bleed and die." His

The soldiers all nodded, understanding what Red meant.

"We are about to dock." The helmsman told them. Red glanced along the side of the ship. The rising islands were very large, and the other side could not be seen from here. There were many ships from Gul'dan.

The small boat that was launched docked at the shore, and he could clearly see that many orcs had jumped from it and entered this dark and humid land.

Red issued an order to the troops: "Prepare to land! Kill all the traitors when you go up!"

"It's Orgrim's army." Cho'gall pointed over there and said to Gul'dan. Their boat had just stopped on the beach, and the land under their feet was still shaking. Although the steam had gradually dissipated,

But lava occasionally erupts on the island.

Gul'dan looked in the direction he pointed. A group of transport ships was approaching the other side of the island. Judging from the way the lead ship moved, it was entirely powered by human oars. This was usually the case.

It means one thing - the other party is an orc. It seems that the people of Doomhammer have found themselves.

"Damn Doomhammer." Gul'dan cursed: "Be prepared for battle, we must stop them here."

Both faces of Cho'gall grinned, "Don't worry." This giant two-headed ogre is as fanatical as the other members of his tribe, and they will happily fight anyone to bring the world to destruction.

"They won't pass us," the ogre promised, taking out his giant hammer from behind.

Gul'dan nodded, "Very good." Then he turned and walked towards the island, followed by Drax'ul and some warlocks.

"Attack!" Reid held a battle ax and led his soldiers to charge. "Kill these traitors!"

"Kill them all!" Maimu echoed beside him.

"Kill these little orcs!" Cho'gall roared.

On this humid coast, the two teams collided with each other with thunderous force. Axes, war hammers, swords, and spears were intertwined in the light of swords. Blood spattered and dyed the surrounding air with a layer of red mist.

, the waves also became darker due to the inflow of large amounts of blood.

The only difference between the two sides was the number of soldiers. Gul'dan only had his own Duskhammer clan. The Ravager clan followed Gul'dan into the temple, and they were originally the smallest clan in the tribe. All members were warlocks, so

Now only the Duskhammer clan is here to resist the forces of the Blackhand brothers. In contrast, the Black Fang is one of the largest clans in the tribe. Cho'gall knows that he is short of manpower. As the battle progresses, both sides suffer extremely heavy casualties.

And this disadvantage quickly became apparent.

The opponent was heavily outnumbered, and Cho'gall was slashed from the front and back with battle axes by two Black Fang warriors, but he killed one of them before he fell.

The setting sun reflected the blood-red beach, accompanied by the roars of the orcs. In the end, only the Black Fang clan and corpses scattered everywhere were left.

"Now," Red wiped his ax on the chest of a corpse at his feet, blood still gushing out from the corpse's wounds. "Now it's Gul'dan's turn, and he will pay a greater price."

Gul'dan stood on the base of an ancient temple. The door had accumulated moss for nearly a hundred years, and he could barely make out the entrance. Gul'dan recognized the architectural style here. He had seen it before, and it was very similar to Quel'Thalas.

, solemn and elegant, it was once beautiful and gorgeous, but now it is dilapidated. But the appearance does not matter to Gul'dan, he can feel the strong energy coming from behind it, pulling him like an electric current.

"Go in!" he shouted to the other warlocks, and he took the lead and walked into the dark temple. Gul'dan created a green ball of light to see what was around them clearly. The hall and front room were already there.

It has become unrecognizable, the ground is covered with a thick layer of gravel and seaweed, and the walls are covered with shells and marine plants of different sizes.

"Hurry up! You idiots!" He ordered his people impatiently, "Disperse! Find the main entrance and exit! We must find the eye room before the tomb guards wake up!"
Chapter completed!