That night, Izzy dreamed.

He stood between the two giant beasts, caught in their struggle, the earth shook violently, and he was paralyzed to the ground, he kept retreating, the giant beasts attacked each other, and everywhere it was the same scene as that day, the rubble was flying, and it took several people to hold the tree, because the two giant beasts flew into the sky with their unintentional movements, and everything around them seemed to be some kind of doomsday.

Suddenly, the two giant beasts turned their heads together and looked at the ant-like Izzy on the ground, Izzy felt terrified and overwhelmed, and then the picture turned, and Izzy saw again, the clan's camp, which was already in a sea of fire at this time, and Izzy saw several rows of corpses, all of them wrapped in white shrouds, neatly arranged on the ground.

Izzy casually walked over to one of the shrouds, lifted the cloth, and saw Yushuro's pale face with closed eyes, which suddenly opened and said with a pained look.

"You should have saved us!"

Izzy woke up, his injuries still not healed, and he immediately felt a sharp pain in his brain, and he snorted in pain.

"Whew!"

The sudden pain made Izzy not hold back, and he exhaled in pain, and Yushuro was also woken up.

He got up and looked at his child, sitting with his head on his hands, palms resting on his shoulders, not knowing how to alleviate his child's pain.

"Father, I must be with the scouts tomorrow," Izzy said earnestly, turning his head into Yushuro's eyes.

"But your current situation can't help them?" Yushuro saw the determination in Izzy's eyes, but he still persuaded him.

"They, those behemoths have become shadows over me, my nightmares, I can see them now with my eyes closed, I can't live like this. Izzy continued earnestly.

Yushuro looked at his child's determined eyes, his heart was full of pride and fear, but finally he sighed.

"I know I can't stop you, but I can face it with you, I won't leave my children alone to face those dangerous beasts, it is your father's duty to kill those giant beasts, they threaten our homeland, our relatives. ”

Izzy smiled and said with a smile: "Father, you think too much, tomorrow with the scout team, just to observe the living environment of those giant beasts and find a place to use, we will not be stupid like Lantreso, with a toothpick knife to tickle the giant beast."

Yushuro also smiled after hearing this.

At this time, when the day was dawning, Izzy got up and grabbed some Nagrand blood wheat from his own jar, threw it in the pot, went out again to fetch a bucket of water, and made breakfast, and when the porridge was cooked, Izzy took off a piece of smoked dried meat that was hanging, and chopped it into pieces with his own obsidian dagger and threw it in, and after a few minutes, a large pot of Nagrand meat porridge from another world was cooked.

From the small jar he had made, Izzy took out a few recently pickled vegetables, cut them into diced vegetables and put them on a plate, brought them back to the tent, and got a large bowl for himself, and gave the rest of the pot to Yushuro.

Father and son, sitting in the tent, drinking porridge and eating pickles, Yushuro liked this kind of life, and he was willing to do anything to be able to maintain it.

The two fathers and sons, checking their equipment, although they have said it many times, but leaving the clan camp means facing danger, no one will want their equipment to be unable to play its due role at a critical time, so it is necessary to take the trouble to check weapons and equipment.

After traveling lightly, they joined the group of people at the gate, most of them were hunting teams that went out to hunt in search of food, and a small part were newly formed scout teams, and the father and son went to the two teams separately.

Yushuro was the leader of the hunting party, and this time the scout team was led by Rykul, whom Izzy knew, and Lanteriso only came back once on the third day, handed over the information to Izzy, and then went to monitor again.

Izzy guessed that Randreso had been guarding the Margolon for three days and three nights without closing his eyes, and the power of hatred drove him, and Izzy even felt that as long as Randreso closed his eyes, he would see the scene of his parents being killed, just like Izzy's nightmare now, but Randreso's nightmare was more real and more cruel.

As the party reached a towering mountain, Izzy saw where the four orcs were lying on their stomachs, two of them already asleep, and one warrior still watching over there, but also looking drowsy, except for Lanteriso, who stared at the big pair of scarlet eyes, staring down at the lair that belonged to the Kaomock lair.

This vantage point allows Izzy to take a closer look at his surroundings, with a slope of several hundred meters below, which can be left from the mountain range upwards and down to the Comok's lair, and there is a fork in the middle of the slope, which should be the road to the water, black oil, and strong acid lake.

Izzy lay down and lay down beside Lantrisso, while the other orcs woke up the sleeping two and asked them to return to the camp with the still awake orc, there was originally a scout team of 4 people, two for the day and two for the night, but the atmosphere was even more tense because of Lantreso's sleeplessness.

"It's time for you to rest. Izzy spoke, speaking to Rantreso.

"I'm fine, I feel like I've never been more awake now. Without blinking an eye, Randriso rejected Izzy's proposal without thinking.

Izzy knew he couldn't convince him, so he continued to observe his surroundings.

Originally, Izzy's plan was to use the strong acid to corrode Margolon's hard stone skin if the strong acid pool was close, and then let him be seriously injured in the battle with the original ancestor thorn beast, and finally poison Margolon's water source, and inject all kinds of strange poisons or laxatives that could work, and take advantage of Margolon's extreme weakness to rush up and kill him.

But now it seems that this idea is unrealistic, the strong acid pool is too far away, and the orcs do not have a container that can transport strong acid, and those burning black oil do not know if it is oil, but Izzy knows that even it will not do anything to this magoron, looking at the orange glow of the lava in the cave of Komok below, Izzy feels that the temperature in his cave is at least 50 to 70 degrees.

This proves that Margolon's fire resistance is extremely high, at least the orcs can't make such a hot flame that can burn this Margolon to death.

"How is this going to be?" Izzy was also confused.

Whew!Whew!Whew!

The Destroyer Commock came out, such a huge volcanic cavern, close to the mouth of an elliptical cave with a diameter of more than ten meters, but Margolon could only shrink his body to get out.

Seeing such a behemoth again, Izzy immediately held his breath and turned his head to see Lanteriso put his finger in his mouth and put it in the air after getting wet.

Izzy thought for a moment, it was supposed to be feeling the direction of the wind, it seemed to be in the direction of Margolon, Lanteriso grabbed a wooden barrel next to him, wiped some kind of yellow mud inside, and then handed the bucket to Izzy.

"What is this?" Izzy scratched a little and rubbed it on his body.

"A life-saving thing that perfectly hides the smell, don't talk nonsense if you want to live. Randreso still looked at the Margolon and whispered:

Izzy wiped himself away without any nonsense and handed it over to the other orc warriors. He leaned down and continued to observe the Margolon.

There was a slight strange stench in the air, and Izzy suddenly realized what was smeared on his body.

"Is this? this can't be the excrement of that Margolon?" asked Izzy, quickly turning to Lanteriso.

Rantreso didn't pay attention to Izzy, who was disgusted and wanted to vomit, but he knew that he couldn't vomit, and God knows if Margolon would smell that smell and find them, and his face was blue with uncomfort.

After enduring it for a long time, Izzy continued to observe the magoron with an ugly face.

Margolon was lying up the slope, and Izzy noticed that the Margolon was actually cleaning with his thick palms, sweeping all the larger gravel on the slope to the left and right sides of the slope, and doing it very carefully.

Some rolling stones the size of a head rolled down the slope and rolled all the way into his cave.

Suddenly, in Izzy's mind, a sentence came to mind, gravitational acceleration.

Margolon doesn't do anything to clean up this creature because of hygiene, it must have suffered a loss, and it has been injured by countless rolling stones to have such a memory.

Thinking of this, the magoron turned into the fork in the water source and drank from the pool with her head bowed.

With a plan in mind, Izzy reached out and patted Lanteriso and said to him:

"I've got a plan to kill this Margolon!"

Lantreso immediately stared back at Izzy with his big red eyes, startling Izzy, who was horrible to look at.

"How?" asked Rantreso anxiously.

Izzy pointed to the countless rocks on both sides of the downhill, large and small, and whispered:

"We can use those rolling stones to smash this Margolon to death. ”

Lantreso looked at the rocks in the direction of Izzy's finger, shook his head, and whispered:

"Those rolling stones aren't enough, at most hurt this brute, and then he'll rush up and kill us all!"

Izzy smiled confidently, "What if it's ten times bigger and ten times heavier?"

Randreso seemed to remember something, and immediately looked surprised.

The elder of the Fireblade Clan, the Artur Shaman, is a high-ranking shaman priest who is proficient in earth elemental shamanic spells, and it is not difficult for shamans to gain elemental power by making a vow with powerful elemental lords to create a giant rolling stone.

This plan is very feasible, as long as the rolling stones are heavy enough, what creatures can resist, countless tons of boulders, smashed on the body at a speed of more than 100 kilometers, this kind of attack, I am afraid that there must be a real mountain-sized giant beast, in order to withstand it, this Margolon, Izzy felt empty.

Thinking of this, the Margolon returned, and he began to patrol his territory, and the scouts had to move and follow the Margolon from a distance, making sure that if he approached the clan camp, he would sound the beacon alarm.

Izzy carried the firewood bundled together over there, covering it with a few large leaves, which prevented it from raining and wetting the dry wood. Lantreso ordered the remaining orcs to rest on the spot, they needed to keep a good spirit, and continue to monitor the magoron at night, and Izzy and Lantreso set off and hung far behind the side of the margolon.

As I was walking, I suddenly heard the sound of a fight in front of me, what was going on?

Hurriedly ran two steps forward and looked ahead, there was a battle going on in the woods, that was?

Draenei! They're besieging the Proto-Ancestral Thorn Beast!

Izzy was completely stunned at this time, although he knew that the world of Draenor was now countless times bigger, and the forest of Talador was actually more of a Draenei's residence, but he never thought that the Draenei would actually attack this terrifying beast!

Moreover, the Primordial Ancestor Thorn Beast felt that it was about to be seriously injured by the Draenei mage team, and fireballs with a diameter of one meter continued to fly in the air, and a violent explosion would occur the moment it touched the Primordial Ancestor Thorn Beast, and the Draenei's mage team looked very large.

At the feet of the Primordial Thorn Beast were many Draenei warriors wearing gorgeous armor and holding crystal weapons, and their weapons could easily cut through the hardwood-like skin of the Primordial Thorn Beast.

For the first time, Izzy saw the strength of the Draenei, who were much stronger than the orcs, both in terms of equipment and spells.

Izzy couldn't help but think of the plot of the orcs slaughtering the Draenei in the official history of Warcraft, looking at the orderly army in front of him, and then thinking back to the orc army, Izzy couldn't help but think, can the orcs really beat the draenei?

People's scientific and technological productivity, I don't know how to throw off the orcs a few streets.

A deafening roar interrupted Izzy's thoughts, and the Destroyer Commock also saw the scene, this Margolon was not a creature without intelligence, and how could it not seize this opportunity if his long-time opponent was now seriously injured.

Margolon rushed over, and Izzy was even more surprised to see that the Draenei seemed to have expected that in a burst of blue-purple light, they all vanished, leaving only the lone Primordial Thorn Beast.

"Oh my God, old Jianghu, old Jianghu!" Izzy clapped inwardly.

When both sides were tired, Margolon came to help them kill the trapped beast that had been seriously injured, while the Draenei eliminated the threat of hidden dwelling in the forest, Margolon lived in the mountains and would not attack the Draenei's hidden dwelling in the forest.

This hand calculation was ruthless and accurate, reducing the casualties of the troops and achieving the goal.

But after thinking about it, Izzy's face became gloomy, he didn't know if the Delaney knew about the arrival of the orcs, but if Margolon lost the enemy blocking the way, then it would undoubtedly find the orc's camp one day, and at that time, the warriors of the Fireblade Clan would not be able to defeat this Margolon, no one knows.

Izzy is now starting to hate the Draenei, and no matter what, the Fireblade Clan is now threatened by their actions.

At this time, Margolon had already begun to ravage the seriously injured Primordial Beast, and Margolon's huge rock punch kept hitting the Primordial Ancestor's tattered wounds, and the Primordial Beast knew that it was in danger and wanted to escape, but was grabbed by Margolon by one leg and dragged back.

I saw that Margolon was pulling one of the hind legs of the Primordial Ancestor Thorn Beast with both hands, and as soon as he used his strength, he threw the Primordial Ancestor Thorn Beast on the rocky cliff, making a loud bang.

This Ancestral Thorn Beast struggled to get up, doing the last battle of the trapped beasts, but it couldn't resist the excellent state of Margolon, Margolon kept throwing him to the cliff until the cliff collapsed, and the Ancestor Thorn Beast was weakly spread on the ground at this time, the lower body was like a horse, and the upper body was a humanoid Primordial Thorn Beast, weakly crawling in the direction of the forest.

Of course, Margolon would not let go of his opponent, he walked over and stepped on the back of the humanoid upper body of the Primordial Ancestor Thorn Beast, jumped up and trampled on it a few times, letting out a cheerful roar, and then bent down to hold the Primordial Thorn Beast's wooden war halberd, and pulled it hard, and the right hand of the Primordial Thorn Beast, which was integrated with the wooden war halberd, was also torn off together.

In the end, Margolon used the Ancestral Thorn Beast's own weapon to nail the head of the Ancestor Thorn Beast to the ground, and the Ancestor Thorn Twitched a few times, and then stopped moving, and this Margolon won the final victory, and the roar of victory was accompanied by the roar of Margolon's hammer to the chest, resounding between the forest and the mountains.

This long war of behemoths was finally won by the lucky Margolon.