Asog fell to the ground and was dying. Although his body was not crippled, at least his limbs and facial features were still intact, he couldn't get up at all, and he couldn't even move. He coughed up blood, his face turned pale, and his eyes began to dimish. Without the treatment of the master-level medical spell, the Golden Horde, who was destined to be famous for a hundred years, would have survived for only a few minutes.

So, the best troll witch doctor of the Orgrimmar Clan Alliance, Zumosha Bloodrage, who had broken a leg and the wound in his abdomen was so deep that it exposed bloody ribs and organs, completely ignored his injuries and struggled to crawl towards his own sweat. With the only remaining hand, he twisted the cap of the Noble Phantasm "Eluvie's Treasure Jar" with difficulty, and poured out a handful of maroon potion, which he was about to pour into Asog.

What a moving scene! Whether it is the love of the robe or the hymn of loyalty, it is worth touching those who still have good thoughts in their hearts. For example, Lu Xi watched this scene with great emotion, and his heart was full of emotion - sure enough, a nation, an ethnic group, and a country often show brilliance and sublimation when such a country is ruined! The so-called indomitable and resistance is not what those pretentious advertorials can express, but it is precisely through the determination of these warriors to "I am for all, all for all" in the face of life and death—and then he stepped forward and let the blade of the sword stab precisely through the junction between the troll witch doctor's spine and neck. This can accurately cut off their brainstem and spinal cord, killing them with a single blow and never repeating them...... Well, at least that's what you can do with humans.

It seems that trolls have a lot in common with humans in terms of anatomy. The witch doctor's eyes widened for a moment, and he lost the focus of his eyes completely. The potion in his hand spilled onto the ground, and in an instant it was absorbed by the moist and hot soil.

It was difficult for Lu Xi to determine what "Dragon Heart" Asog was thinking at this moment. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced sadly at the lifeless troll witch doctor, and then looked directly at Lu Xi. He seems to want to convey complex emotions with his eyes that cannot be expressed in a thousand words, but he seems to want to say nothing. If Assog is an ordinary person, facing Lu Xi, the culprit who will fall to him, the only thing that can be expressed at this time is hatred and curse. However, Lu Xi felt so many emotions, but he didn't have this.

Lu Xi pulled out his sword, looked at the Khan like this, and then slowly sent the sword into the other party's throat, until he was completely out of breath, without taking his eyes off.

To treat such a character, I should have the obligation to see him leave completely. Lu Xi thought. It wasn't until the system confirmed that Asog was indeed dead, and then he looked at the only orc on the scene who was still alive, could still move, and even had combat power, the Heavenly Spirit Shaman Longzath. He may also be the only living legend of Orgrimmar, probably because of this, he survived the self-hit of the cannonball's explosion. His body was even intact, with a cyan halo all over his body, and even faint traces of scales on his skin.

"Dragon Scale Armor? Heh, can you do this with shamanic magic? Lu Xi smiled.

"Essentially, shamans use totem poles to cast spells, which is actually very close to the principle of scrolls...... Of course, totems that can simulate the effects of the high ring arcane are indeed very rare. This is the first time I've heard of dragon scale armor. "Wind Channel.

Since he can cast spells, it means that Longshas is still very healthy, however, the reason why he didn't fight back just now is also very simple - the wind is facing his head with the staff at this time. At such a close distance, even a true dragon would not be able to resist it, whether it was a vacuum burst, a dissociation technique, a spatial collapse, or even an ultimate destruction orb.

"This is not dragon scale armor, but shamanic magic known as the Ancestral Divine Avatar, which can invoke the power of the Ancestor to itself. My ancestor was the legendary hero of the Orcs, Aham the Dragon Slayer. His body was watered with dragon blood, and since then he has awakened the soul talent of calling dragon scale armor. Ronzath explained in all seriousness. In this kind of life and death, he still remembers to seriously discuss the types and nature of magic with his enemies, and he is really a serious and responsible excellent spellcaster!

"Really? I have heard that Ahan once tore the head of a true dragon with his own arms, so he bathed in the essence of dragon blood, and is indeed a heroic and legendary hero. Lu Xi nodded, and the conversation changed: "However, I heard that one is a loyal follower of Parkens, and he is the earliest bloodthirsty sage. The reason why the Bloodthirsty King was able to determine his divine domination in Orgrimmar was also indispensable for the 'First Ha What Fa' crusade from east to west. Most of his descendants are not good, and there has never been a Golden Horde Khan, but you, a slightly more successful descendant, have betrayed the faith of your ancestors! ”

"Hehehehe, faith is not slavery, especially when it comes to a state like ours. Even if the ancestor was here, he would have made the same choice as me. Ronzath sighed, seemingly regretful, but not in any sense of regret.

He continued, "In that era, the existence and teachings of the Bloodthirsty King will unite all the clans like never before. Only by coming together can we find a way out for everyone in that era. However, now, his existence has tied his bloodthirsty and murderous desire (meow) to the survival of the clan alliance. Most of the people took it for granted to worship him, and more than half of the elite saw themselves as pawns to expand their might...... Isn't that ironic? The best warriors of the orcs should fight to expand the living space of the orcs. Although I am a Celestial Spirit Shaman, the supreme religious leader of the so-called Clan Alliance, I have nothing to do about it. Such a confused cognition makes me even more convinced that the current clan alliance does not need a bloodthirsty king. If we want to be liberated, both worldly and spiritually, we must make him a thing of the past completely! ”

"That's why you helped Belkir and them in the first place, breaking the seal of Laxis, and freeing the Bloodthirsty King?" Tempest asked.

"The sealed Bloodthirsty King is still the Bloodthirsty King, and he can still remotely command his fanatics through the so-called channels of faith. As long as he exists, nothing has changed. Only when he is released will we have a chance to eliminate him. In addition, as long as he comes back to life, at least at a certain stage, we can use his power. ”

"Yes, so there was the Battle of Farahals, your victory. As a result, Asog established his prestige in the clan alliance and used it to become the Golden Horde. I bet on five copper plates, such a conspiracy must have been designed by this guy. Lu Xi looked at the dead body of Asog, and wanted to sing a cool song, but he subtly felt that it was too undignified and tried to hold back.

"We wanted to do it when we had enough to gain...... Originally, according to Asog's deduction, the clan alliance could obtain more than half of the land in the black soil hills, and even obtain an outlet to the sea. Even if it is the last time, we can force Nadia and the Nords to sign a formal armistice with us. At that point, Parkens no longer has any value in existing. ”

"So, you really believe that as long as you are given a little time for peaceful development, under the leadership of this person, you can rise. Well, I won't complain about this very non-materialistic view of heroic history, in short, you are about to find a new world of self-cultivation, and Asog and you can't tolerate Parkens, the scumbag, to continue to be an all-orc in the new world...... Well, the gods can only launch this long-planned god-killing act in advance. It just so happened that the wind also came to the door at this time, and it was an instant hit. Lu Xi looked at Asog's eyes that were still wide open, but he couldn't see any life focus, as if he wanted to see what the other party's mental journey was from there.

"Of course, if the timing is right, it will be better to kill me along the way. If there had been no big scene of the collision of the kingdom of God in the end, or if I had shown a little flaw in the previous siege of me, the result would have been something else, right? You're definitely determined to kill me, and no one has a better say than the person who has confronted your blade. ”

Lu Xi paused and looked at the earth-shattering battlefield in the distance: "But fortunately, our two collaborators with all kinds of ghosts have finally not delayed the business." As for life and death, huh...... Don't blame me, whoever is stronger, and who is more shameless, will survive. Everyone has their own destiny. ”

"It's the first time I've heard someone directly admit that they're shameless." Blast couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"I was ready to kill my partner before I did it, and it would be shameless to say that I was embarrassed. Of course, I'm not a perfect person in the moral sense of the word, and I'm even very self-satisfied. Lu Xi is a matter of course.

Swift sighed slightly and stopped talking. Of course, she was not so much completely disappointed in Lu Xi's moral degradation, but rather that she had long been used to it, and now she was looking at Lu Xi with doting and gentle eyes. Well, a "perfect good wife" who can be used as a model and a kanban by female Durban in various historical eras is unconditionally tolerating her anti-human scumbag husband, her eyes are about what the wind is now.

"In short, the Lord you had high hopes for is dead, and so are your companions. But you're still alive, you should know why, right? Lu Xi asked.

"Heh, the reason why I'm still alive and willing to talk nonsense with you, do you know what the reason is?" The Heavenly Spirit Shaman grinned and asked rhetorically, his eyebrows full of provocation and mockery. He didn't wait for Lu Xi to speak, and continued: "I know, you are asking about the relationship between me and Asmodeus, right? You even want to get as much information as you can from me about that Rausch smuggler's team, right? ”

Lu Xi looked at the shaman, looked at the other party with great interest, and bowed his head slightly.

"Yes, I did work with us many times, and I was able to liberate Parkens, and it was with their power that I was able to liberate them! Hahaha! Asmodeus and one of his owners invited me to join the unassuming organization. Yes, because one of the owners has some connection with me. I only know more about the serpent with countless heads than my god. The Celestial Shaman also looked at the battlefield in the distance with a mocking gaze. He paused slightly, his expression suddenly became hideous, and then he raised his voice: "But, tell me!" Lucy Ringo Berencaster, why should I tell you? Do you think that everything in this world will definitely go according to your script? ”

He laughed hysterically, like a madman: "Who are those three snake heads, I know!" I know who those snake bodies are! But I just won't say it! Hahaha, I just don't say it. ”

Tempest shook his head and sighed heavily. A famous legendary powerhouse, but now it has become like this, even if the two sides are enemies, she still feels that this is actually a bit miserable.

“…… You're alive to tell me that you know what I want to know, but you just don't tell me what you want to know, right? Lu Xi squinted his eyes and sighed heavily.

"Hehe, as long as I see your expression like this, I feel that everything is worth it!" Ronzath laughed.

Lu Xi shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, scanned the surroundings in silence, and his gaze quickly locked on to the northeast.

"Right there, right?" He said.

“…… What nonsense are you talking about? The shaman was silent, but Lu Xi did hear an inaudible pause and loosening from his words.

"They're hiding there, aren't they? The best of the orcs. You hope to create an orc empire in the New World, and then push back the seeds of civilization and population in the Overworld. It's hiding in that direction, right? Lu Xi said: "Well, it's okay if you don't answer, your eyes have said everything." ”

“…… I used the fog of war. In the kingdom of the god of war, the effectiveness of this treasure can be maximized, enough to cover hundreds of thousands of people. But, for, why do you know? ”

"So this thing is in your hands!" Lu Xi smiled and looked up at the smoke and dust from the collision of heaven and earth in the distance. Then, hundreds of black dots flew out of the billowing dust and sped away in a northeasterly direction.

"That is the kingdom of Heza, the god of fire. Luckily, I got a lovely angel lady, plus thousands of mythological era war golems, most of which should be hanging in the collision of heaven and earth, right? However, there is always a subset of elite units that can fly. How long do you think it will take for them to kill tens of thousands of civilians under the crown of Ronzas? ”

At that moment, Lu Xi was filled with such a sunny and energetic smile. The so-called 100% positive smile with a sense of transparency and oxygen is a standard example, right?