Fern Wall Village, an ogre gathering place that towers northwest in the dust, is undergoing a brutal test.

Large numbers of black dragons and baby dragons burst out of the swamp in an attempt to eliminate all of these potential threats.

Some of them are powerful spellcasters who can shoot deadly fireballs with ease, while others are excellent warriors who use the innate strength of the dragon's bloodline and the defense of dragon scales to drag out the outer ogres one by one and kill them one by one.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen ogres collapsed unconscious in pools of blood.

There is no doubt that these stone-mallet ogres who followed Gul'dan out to sea to find the tomb of Sargeras no longer have the formidable momentum of the enemy, only the desperate desire to survive.

You must know that in order to escape the slaughter of the Black Dragon Legion, they have abandoned the town originally established in the south of the swamp.

But who would have thought that after running so far, the black dragons still didn't mean to let them go.

After all, compared to Theramore, which is guarded by a strong ** division, the ogre in the Fern Wall Village is an out-and-out soft persimmon.

"Damn it! Plug the gap! Don't let those dragonmen rush in!" Mogmulok growled, waving a punching bag.

Ever since the Beastmaster Lexa killed Kaugle, he appointed him the king of the Stonehammer clan, and this huge fat man is the supreme king of the entire clan.

Unless someone defeats him in a challenge, nothing can be disobeyed by his orders.

"No! No, there are too many enemies! and...... And they've got dragons!" the other ogre replied, pointing to the young black dragon that swooped down from the sky.

But the voice just fell!

A deadly assault descended from the sky, directly burning three or four unlucky people alive.

Due to the abundant fat content under the bloated body of ogres, once they are attacked by hot flames, it is easy to trigger a chain reaction, and some extreme examples are even subcutaneous fat that burns itself alive.

"No! The Stonehammer Clan must not retreat any more!

Mogmulok roared in rage as he wheeled his spiked fist and slammed it on the head of a black dragonman who rushed in.

The latter apparently didn't expect this quick and accurate attack, and was knocked to the ground with a thud.

Seeing this, the other ogres around them immediately took on heavy weapons such as war hammers, axes, and wooden sticks, and beat the dragonmen into pulp in three or two blows.

Unfortunately, this small victory was clearly not enough to turn the tide of the battle.

With air superiority, a few young black dragons set the entire Fern Wall Village on fire in the blink of an eye, and there was a sea of fire everywhere at a glance.

Just as Mogmulok gritted his teeth and prepared to give the order to retreat, a black cloud suddenly covered the sky.

Before both sides could react to what was happening!

Terrifying ice picks fell from the sky!

Burst!

Puff puff......

"Ah!!!!!!!h

"There's a spellcaster!"

"Retreat!

......

With the screams that echoed over the battlefield, a large number of dragonmen, young dragons, and young dragons who could not dodge were pierced by the ice with great inertia, and bright red blood splattered in all directions!

In less than three or five minutes, half of the black dragons who participated in the siege of Fern Wall Village lost their precious lives, and the rest didn't care about anything else, turned around and ran towards the swamp.

They weren't fools, and they knew how powerful a spell caster could be that they couldn't deal with with that amount.

Feeling the residual chill and rich smell of blood in the air, Zhang Cheng took a deep breath, stepped on the corpse of a young black dragon, walked up to Mogmulok, and said in a slightly jerky orc language: "I want to challenge you!"

"What?!" the ogre leader's eyes widened, a flash of imperceptible horror.

There's no way not to be terrified!

He wasn't one of those people who didn't have any brains, and he knew that the spell he had just cast was probably unleashed by the inconspicuous human in front of him.

can control the arcane to this extent, he is definitely the best master of the human race, just like Gianna Prodmore of Theramore, who is simply not an opponent.

"I said, I'm going to challenge you. According to ogre tradition, you either rise to the challenge or recognize and surrender the dominion. Don't try to play tricks, or I wouldn't mind letting the icicle fall on your heads. Zhang Cheng threatened with a smile.

Through his conversations with Magor, he learned that although the Stonehammer Clan had been conquered by Lexar and become a member of the tribe, Orgrimmar had not yet sent personnel to establish regular contact with the area.

So even if all these ogres disappear, it will theoretically not cause a war between the Alliance and the Horde, anyway, in the end, the black dragon princess Onexia and her legions will be responsible.

Sensing the murderous intent in the other party's eyes, Mogmulok subconsciously swallowed his saliva and gritted his teeth and explained, "No! I can't do this! Lexa will kill me!"

"Don't worry about Lexar, he won't know what's going on here. Not to mention...... I will give you and your men strength, great power. The premise, of course, is that you will bend down and kneel at my feet and call me my master, just as he is. With that, Zhang Cheng turned around and beckoned behind the woods.

I saw a tall two-headed ogre spellcaster, slowly walking from the damp swamp.

The head on the left of it smirked and shouted, "Magor!

"Markle, master the power of magic!" Not to be outdone, the head on the right raised its right hand and released a fiery fireball.

There is no doubt that with the help of the evolution potion, the fat man, who was originally extremely stupid, has completed the transformation of his life form at this moment and has become a slight two-headed spellcaster among the ogres.

In particular, the dark brown cuticle that covers the surface of the skin is four or five points similar to the Delaeno World Hill Golon, and the body size is nearly twice as large as that of the same type.

"Magaure?...... How did you become like this!" After recognizing the identity of the comer, Mogmulok's whole person fell into a state of stupor.

"Great Master!

"Yes, it's painful, but it's powerful!"

"Choose now, surrender or die!"

Magaol and Markle split their mouths, and a cruel and bloodthirsty expression appeared on their hideous faces.

With the help of the Evolution Elixir, the two of them not only gained the ability to cast spells, but also restored a part of the bloodline of Hill Golon, so their personalities have also changed very much.

After all, legend has it that the original ogres originated from the powerful bloodlines of the Gorons, and the power of the potion helped them trace back some of their original bloodlines, as well as their fierce and brutal nature......