"Lord Guldan!"

The Warlocks of the Shadow Council gathered around, and their master, Gul'dan, the leader of the Shadow Council and the patriarch of the Raiding Clan, fainted to the ground.

No matter how many warlocks call, they can't wake them up.

"The spiritual power of adults has been greatly impacted!" Warlock Giselda glanced at Guldan's body and judged, "You need to rest for a while to wake up!" ”

Tarongor glanced at the crystal ball in front of Gul'dan and fell into deep thought.

He had already vaguely guessed something...... I didn't expect Lord Gul'dan to dare to attack that adult!

I just don't know how it will end......

Tarongor glanced at it, and suddenly his face changed, and he thought of one thing:

"Everyone, stay here, don't move!"

After Gul'dan lost consciousness, Tarongor became the leader of the Shadow Council......

But Tarongor is well aware that the true soul of the Shadow Council is Gul'dan...... Without Gul'dan, the Shadow Council is likely to be in crisis!

"Wait...... Griff is gone! A warlock shouted.

Griff, a warlock from the Shadowmoon Clan, has suddenly left from here!

"Oops!" Tarongor roared, "Gugar, Giselda, go and get him back!" ”

……

Griff Shadowmoon, a member of the Shadow Council, appears in Orgrim Doom's tent.

"What's wrong?" Orgrim asked solemnly.

Griff was his agent for breaking into the Shadow Council, and he had previously instructed him not to contact him without important information.

"Gul'dan is in a coma!" Griff whispered.

"Is it serious?"

"It's serious...... It will take at least a few days before you can wake up! ”

"Good!" The look of excitement in Orgrim's eyes, this was the "opportunity" he had been waiting for!

He stepped out of his tent and whispered orders to some of his personal guards: "You go and contact Sarufar, Itreig, and Grommash...... As for me, I will personally report to the Great Chief about Gul'dan's betrayal! ”

……

The Black Hand of the Destroyer sat quietly in the position of the High Chief, listening to the report of his lieutenant, Orgrim.

"You mean...... Gul'dan secretly made a deal with the devil? The Black Hand said slowly, "The tribe is just a tool for him to use!" ”

"Yes...... This is the information that Durotan, the chief of the Frostwolf Clan, bought with his life! At the name Durotan, Ogrim's voice choked up.

He continued: "And I have other witnesses! ”

Sarufar, Itreg, and Grommash, Ogrim's allies, also entered the High Chief's tent.

The Black Hand is a very strong orc, but his intelligence is not high, so much so that he has become a "puppet" of Gul'dan...... But he didn't have much trust in Guldan, a warlock and a black hand, so when several high-ranking tribesmen filed accusations against Guldan at the same time, he couldn't help but hesitate.

"Father, maybe you can catch Gul'dan and interrogate him!" It was Red, the son of the Black Hand, who spoke: "In fact, we can get the truth from that warlock!" ”

Red thought he had a clever idea, and a smile flashed across Clinker Orgrim's mouth.

"I agree with Red!" He said hurriedly.

"Alright then......" The Black Hand nodded, and before he could finish, Orgrim had already led his allies out.

……

"Lord Tarongor......" One of the laborers broke into the halls of the Shadow Council, "Orgrim, Sarufar, and Itreg of the Blackstone Clan, and Gromash of the Warsong Clan, have led a large army to surround us! ”

A hint of intent flashed in the corner of Tarongor's eyes, what he feared most had happened!

A group of orcs have broken in, led by Orgrim - the hammer of destruction.

"I have been ordered by the Great Chief to bring Gul'dan to meet him!" Orgrim glanced at the warlocks in the hall and said in a deep voice.

"Gul'dan is unconscious...... Tarongor whispered as he took two steps back......

In fact, if it weren't for Gul'dan's coma, he believed that the other party would not dare to lead someone into the hall of the Shadow Council. Lord Gul'dan alone is enough to expel these orcs; And Tarongol also knows that Gul'dan can secretly manipulate the black hand of the Great Chief......

"I know, so I just need to bring him to the Great Chief and wait for him to wake up and explain everything!" Orgrim said sincerely, "You lay down your arms, I don't want any conflict between the members of the tribe. ”

Tarongol couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, listening to the other party's tone, it didn't seem to be incorrigible...... Bringing Gul'dan to the Black Hand? Tarongor felt a little amused when he heard it, and when Lord Gul'dan woke up, the black hand would naturally obey him.

"Yes, Lord Orgrim!" Tarongol put down his weapon and crystal ball: "I hope you can keep your promise......"

The other warlocks of the Shadow Council also laid down their weapons one after another.

Orgrim walked over to Tarongor, his eyes suddenly misty...... He remembered Durotan and his wife, who had been assassinated by the Shadow Council by the river, and a hint of hatred crossed Orgrim's eyes.

He raised the hammer of destruction in his hand and swung it down.

Tarongor's head was directly shattered! His eyes widened, not knowing what was going on......

"Kill them all!" Orgrim glanced at the unarmed Shadow Council Warlocks.

His cronies had already rushed forward.

"Orgrim......" Sarufar glanced at his allies with some shock, this was not part of the plan.

But there was no way to stop it, because the warlocks were dead.

"What about Gul'dan, my lord!" One of the guards shouted.

"Keep it for now...... But like tying up a goron, tie it to death! ”

……

"Bastard!" The Black Hand angrily brandished his weapon, the Dark Hand, "Orgrim dared to kill almost all the members of the Shadow Council, doesn't he know the importance of these warlocks to the Horde!" ”

"I've long seen those warlocks unpleasant, Black Hand!" With his "hammer of destruction" in hand, Orgrim walked into the Black Hand's tent.

"How dare you talk to me like that......" The Black Hand's voice was filled with rage.

A glove, thrown by Orgrim in front of the black hand, is a provocation.

"Once 'Makgora', Black Hand!" Orgrim smiled and said, "I don't know if you have the guts to accept it." ”

Makgoras, the noblest kind of duels of orcs.

This duel does not stop until one of the parties to the duel dies.