The roar of blood arced through the air, and then thuded into the ground, the blood on the blade of the axe still dry, but the master of the tomahawk vanished.

A spring breeze blew across the earth, making every orc feel a biting cold, and the chief who had just charged bravely was actually gone for no reason? If the scarlet clutches from the abyss were aimed at him, he would probably die on the spot with just a slight touch, and although Grommache's body of the god of war was as hard as iron, his fate was already sealed, and his surname seemed to foreshadow the end.

Hell roars.

Probably in that invisible place, Gromash had already roared and died in the path of the charge......

Roar!

This deafening shout came from Garrosh, who looked up to the sky and shattered the red clouds with a roar, unable to accept this cruel result, a war that should have been settled in the dust, but suddenly changed, and the entire Warsong Clan was overshadowed.

Countless Warsong orcs and alliance warriors knelt on the ground with their weapons alone, and looked at the blood roar in despair, as if they had seen the heroic posture of the roar of Gromash Hell, so that Gul'dan, who had just used the Warlock's secret method and returned from the void in embarrassment, was a little stunned.

A generation of chieftains, this is the end, Gromash ended his long rule over the orc tribe, even if his conservative policy of the Holy Empire was criticized by many clans, but it is undeniable that the orc chief also contained internal strife, so that those small clans can also develop safely, do not have to worry too much about the forcible annexation of other clans, his existence, has a profound impact on the entire orc tribe, the arrogant Gul'dan can not deny Gromarsh's great achievements.

Bang...... Bang...... Bang......

A drum sounded from the walls of the mountain pass fortress, and then the drum sound spread throughout the battlefield, and the war song orcs who knelt on one knee began to beat their chests, making a sound similar to that of war drums, and the drum beat and the drums on the fortress became one, and gradually merged into a torrent, resounding in the sky.

Grommash's influence was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and some of the clans under the shadow council also began to spontaneously mourn his passing.

Blackhan the Destroyer is still unconscious, Gul'dan is in self-isolation due to Kil'Gardan's calculations, and among the remaining orc powerhouses on the side of the Shadow Council, the Destroyer's lieutenant Orgrim has the highest status, not only does he not stop the actions of his subordinates, but also personally takes over the drumstick to bombard the drums of the Blackstone Clan, sending mourning for Gromash who has disappeared into the abyss of hell.

Boom Boom!

The drums thundered like thunder, and the sound shook the sky.

Anduin, who was standing on the top of the mountain, was deeply shocked by this scene, hundreds of thousands of orcs joined forces to beat the drums, and the scene was extremely grand and tragic.

Who would have thought that Gromache's ending would be so abrupt that even Medivan, who was standing beside him, had to be silent.

The successful elimination of Khadgar has undoubtedly delayed the pace of the Twilight Holy See, but the death of Gromash is bound to set off another bloody storm among the orc clan, and the position of the great chief is of great significance, and the orc tribe will be leaderless for a day, and the world will not be at peace for a day.

The thunderous drums at the foot of the mountain contrasted with the dead silence at the top of the mountain.

Under Anduin's gaze, Garrosh Hell's Roar slowly walked towards the bloody roar battle axe that fell to the ground, and at the same time, Blackhan the Destroyer also woke up to the vibration of the drum, and he was not completely awake in a trance, mistaking Garrosh for Gromash, and his heart suddenly became warlike, and he wanted to grab the Hammer of Destruction and attack.

So, in the midst of a flurry of drums, Blackhan the Destroyer jumped up and turned into a meteor and smashed into Garrosh, Garrosh's reaction was as fast as lightning, and as soon as he grasped the bloody roaring battle axe, he turned back with a heavy slash.

Blackhan and Garrosh are both new demigod powerhouses, and the Blood Roar Tomahawk and the Hammer of Doom are also weapons of the same level, and the full force of the two collided in the air, bursting into brilliant sparks, and the original drum to commemorate the dead chieftain started a new chief battle.

Undoubtedly, Blackhan and Garrosh are both strong contenders for the chieftain position, and as for Gul'dan, even if he is a peak demigod, it is impossible for the orc race to accept the leadership of a warlock.

The battle is about to break out, the battle between Blackham and Garrosh is full of fierce nature, the two seem to be determined to compete in strength, every shot is a solid confrontation, their demigod bodies can withstand strong impacts, but the ground under their feet has become particularly fragile, spider web-like cracks spread, blooming under the feet of the two again and again.

"It's a good idea to just decide a new chieftain, but are they really fit to be tribal chiefs?" Cenarius asked suddenly.

Anduin shook his head secretly in his heart, if strength can really solve everything, I am afraid that Gul'dan can't wait to announce that he has taken the position of chief, Blackhan the Destroyer and Garrosh Hellroar, both have great strength, but the former is in his twilight years and is deeply polluted by magic, and the latter is young and vigorous, and Anduin, as a person who has come over, can probably guess the future situation.

With Blackhan's victory, he will be reduced to Gul'dan's puppet, and the devastated Shadow Council can be quickly restored through remote control behind the scenes, and become a powerful organization that envelops the entire orc tribe.

Garrosh wins, the orc tribe will restart the Iron Age, according to Garrosh's character, he will not tolerate the continued development of the Holy Empire, and it is bound to start a race war, which will have a negative impact on both the orcs and the world situation at the time of the twilight attack.

Cenarius's question was unanswered, and no one could assert whether the other was suitable, not Senarius, not Medivan, and even Anduin could not be sure that what he had seen and heard in the other world could continue to be fulfilled in this world.

Blackhan's battle with Garrosh cannot be stopped, because the orc tribe really desperately needs a new chieftain.

The victor will inherit the throne of the Great Chieftain and lead the orcs to glory or destruction, as for the loser, there is no need to say more, only to bow down to the new chieftain, this is the immovable iron law of the chieftain competition for countless years, Blackhan and Garrosh can not deny.

Under the gaze of countless lines of sight, the battle between the two demigod powerhouses became more and more vigorous.

Blackhan and Garrosh are fighting with all their might, but Anduin feels that the Destroyer who has entered his twilight years has gradually grasped the direction of the battle with his deep experience, not only that, Blackhan has been deeply eroded by the abyssal evil energy, and at this time he is in a state of life potential stimulation, and with experience gaining the upper hand, his absolute strength is superior, and the balance of victory naturally tilts in his favor.

Gradually, all the spectators saw the clues, and the drumming of the followers on both sides also showed subtle changes.

The Blackstone clan was greatly encouraged, and the second son of the most popular destroyer, Maime, suppressed his excitement to lead everyone, and the adjutant Orgrim spared no effort to wave the drumsticks, and the powerful all-out bombardment of the legendary peak made people worry about whether the drum surface could withstand the heavy pressure.

On the other hand, the Warsong Alliance is a different situation, except for the Warsong Clan, which can still cheer for Garrosh with all its might, most of the other alliances have begun to fall apart, and they are really following the former Orc Great Chieftain, as soon as Gromash died, the cohesion of the entire Warsong Clan dropped by more than one level.

When Garrosh was knocked down by the Destroyer with a hammer, the momentum of the entire Warsong Alliance was suffocated, and even the drumbeat of the Warsong Clan was much weaker.

Anduin, who was standing on the mountain, couldn't help but sigh lightly, the outcome of this battle for the orc chieftain has been decided, don't look at Guldan's impassive appearance, but the system has already captured his breath fluctuations, when Garrosh was knocked to the ground, Guldan's breath fluctuations jumped hard, obviously, his mind has gotten rid of Kil'Gardan's troubles, and began to focus on the future.

Once down, it does not mean that the battle is over.

Garrosh showed the strength of a warrior, and even though he spat blood, he held his chest until he could no longer stand up, and was knocked unconscious by the power of the Hammer of Destruction.

"Congratulations, Gul'dan."

Medivan, who had been silent since the death of Grommash Hell's Roar, said something coldly, which made Guldan, who was secretly happy, suddenly froze.

The reason why the Shadow Council started the war was because Gul'dan wanted to seek more power, so he deliberately chose the time point when Medivan explored the Void and quickly launched a siege, during which the Shadow Council was close to a complete victory, but it was due to the sudden promotion of Garrosh that Gul'dan frustrated Gul'dan's plan.

Originally, Medivan returned from the void and planned to teach Guldan a lesson, but by mistake, he still let him pick up a bargain, I have to say, this may be fate, killing Khadgar, Medivan has no strength to compete with Guldan, not to mention that the orc tribe was originally his territory, and Medivan's congratulations contain some helpless meaning.

At this time, Blackhan the Destroyer is in high spirits, he holds aloft the Hammer of Destruction and welcomes the worship of all the orcs, and the Warsong Clan, no matter how unwilling they are, must show respect to the new chief.

It's tradition.

Gul'dan did not get carried away, although victory was in sight, but after all, there was still a distance that was not too long but of great significance, the high-level personnel of the Shadow Council, who were devastated by Kil'Gardan, wanted to recover was not a matter of a while, not to mention whether the Destroyer was willing to accept his manipulation is also a question, at least until the effect of the demon's blood is over, Gul'dan estimates that the Destroyer will not tolerate the Shadow Council's fingers.

"Guardian, no matter what, I owe you a favor."

Medivan did not comment on Gul'dan's words, and it was better to stay away from them than to trust a cunning demonic sorcerer.

Gul'dan didn't say anything more, he simply turned around and left, not even planning to share the fruits of the victory of Blackhan the Destroyer, and ran into the unknown distance alone, and then, Medivan also waved the Staff of Legend and led Anduin and the others to quietly exit.

Until everyone left, even some orcs did not notice their existence, but the important thing is that Orgrim, who could still keep his mind clear, saw the people on the top of the mountain, and also saw Anduin in the crowd.

……

Walking out of the portal, Anduin found himself in a deep mountain forest, with many towering trees entwined with vines, feeling the breath of Cenarius, shaking the branches with great enthusiasm to welcome the arrival of the demigods of the wilderness.

"Your Excellency Cenarius, time is really running out." Medivan's expression was solemn, "The orc tribe will definitely be in chaos for a while, the Twilight Holy See will not let go of this opportunity to fish in troubled waters, and Guldan's ambitions cannot be guarded against, but at the moment, the situation on the entire continent is becoming chaotic, I can even feel the atmosphere of restlessness in the space, the arrival of the twilight crisis again is a foregone conclusion, we must not sit still." ”

"What do you need me to do, Guardian?"

Cenarius's attitude is very solemn, as the son of the moon god Elune, he has been shuttling through the wilderness for a long time, and it can be said that his feelings for this world are far greater than those of Medivan, who regards protection as his duty, so he is willing to obey Medivan's orders.

"Unleash all your power in the orc tribe to eradicate the Twilight cultists as much as possible, and prevent the recovery of the Shadow Council."

Medivin proposed two extremely critical tasks, and it could even be said that neither of them needed to be emphasized by him, because this was what Cenarius was prepared to do, but how much hard work it would take to accomplish these two tasks would only be known if he really participated.

Anduin heard Medivan's plan and realized that Cenarius probably wouldn't be able to defend Stormwind City, and the orc tribe couldn't do without him, although he felt a little pity, but Anduin didn't raise any objections.

In a short time, Tyrande will be able to return to his peak state, and his strength will exceed the legendary level, if he is bathed in the brilliance of the moon god, he can even show the strength of a demigod powerhouse, and with the help of the Fury Wind brothers, ordinary legends are not opponents at all, even if they are demigods themselves, they have the power to fight.

"If Lord Cenarius is looking for an alliance, I think Thrall, the patriarch of the Frostwolf Clan, is a good choice."

"Oh?" Cenarius was slightly startled, the Frostwolf Clan has been in the limelight lately, and the influence of the names Sal and Woking is enough to get his attention.

"Don't be surprised, Your Excellency Cenarius, you and Thrall also had a relationship with each other, and when you faced the old Pope St. Francis who threw himself into twilight in the fortress church, Gouyle, who later became Saar, was one of the combatants, and speaking of which, you and he have fought side by side." Anduin explained.

"I see!"

When he used the horn of Cenarius to have a conversation with St. Francis, he did feel the existence of an orc powerhouse, but he didn't expect that the orc powerhouse was Thrall, the chief of the frostwolf clan.

Now the territory of Thunder Bluff, the Frostwolf Clan, and the Jungle Trolls all belong to the same territory, and if the three parties can be successfully united, then Cenarius can control an extremely powerful force, even if Blackhan the Destroyer wants to use the authority of the Great Chief, the tripartite alliance can also have the ability to compete with it.

"Incarnate of the Holy Light, I really don't know how to thank you." Cenarius was very relieved that Anduin's suggestion had solved many problems for him, "But I'm sorry, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to Stormwind to help you." ”

Anduin shook his head and chuckled to signal that he didn't care.

At this moment, the Black Dragon Prince Lasio, who had never had a strong sense of existence, said, "Is Stormwind City experiencing any difficulties? Next, I probably have some free time to wander around, and I heard from my sister that the food in Stormwind seems to be quite good, and I wonder if the Holy Light Incarnation welcomes me to visit? ”