At this moment, Garrosh Hellroar was gently wiping the blood from the Bloodroar Tomahawk, and the orc had already fallen at his feet.

"How good it should be to fight, why do you want to sneak attack?"

A hard, faint gasp came from under Garrosh's feet, and the orc, who was already half-dead, said sadly, "Garrosh...... Don't talk like ...... That'...... You'll put it ...... Leave me alone...... In fact... I just want to ...... Stay alive ......"

Garrosh looked at the tomahawk that had been wiped clean in his hand and sneered: "Live? Joke! It was you who chose the most lifeless path! Ha ha...... Farewell, that ...... Who? Sorry, I don't know your name yet, forget it. ”

In the orc's faint grief and despair, Garrosh kicked him so hard that he broke his neck.

Although there were hundreds of thousands of orcs present, they were already silent.

Garrosh looked around slowly, and then shouted in a low, deafening voice,

"I ...... Wasn't it too good for you in the past?! ”

"Who gave you the illusion that you dare to challenge my authority!!"

"Who am I?!!!"

"I am the son of Grom! Garrosh Hellroar!!! ”

"Are you ...... I'm getting tired of living!!!! ”

In just a few words, hundreds of thousands of orcs fell into a dead silence in an instant.

Grom Hellroar, a god of war in the hearts of the orcs, and as his son, Garrosh has earned high respect among the orcs. But unlike Grom's tyranny, Garrosh, though just as belligerent, is a little more calm and wise. A lot of the time Garrosh is more like Sal than Grom, and Garrosh is really trying to learn from Sal, and he wants to be a big chief like Sal.

But no matter what, it doesn't change one thing.

He is the roar of hell.

After shouting these words, a fire seemed to rise in Garrosh's heart, and the power suddenly seemed to surge out.

"Ah......h

With a murderous roar, the bloody roar battle axe was raised high, and at that moment, Garrosh was possessed by the god of war, and his whole body was like a surge, and then,

With a force beyond ordinary sense, he swung an axe heavily.

"Khooth! Boom!!!!! ”

It's like opening mountains and splitting seas, and it's like opening up the world!

The huge crack was like a scorching sun, impacting the sight of hundreds of thousands of orcs.

It was at that moment that the old orc's heart couldn't help but remember Grom, and the new orc's heart had already established a new god of war, but no matter how old or young, it was an incomparably exceptional one, and all the eyes that looked at Garrosh were blazing and adoring.

Only Garrosh himself, silently gazing at the huge crack in the ground and the blood-roaring battle axe in his hand.

This......

Is it the power beyond level 100......

Thrall...... Lexar ...... I look like I'm going to catch up......

"Garrosh!" I don't know who shouted first, and in an instant, the audience shouted loudly,

"Garrosh!!"

"Garrosh !!"

“……”

Feeling the call that excited the cells of his body, Garrosh held aloft the blood-roaring battle axe and shouted, "For the Horde! ”

"For the Horde!!"

"For the !! of the Tribe"

“……”

At that moment...... The Terran Alliance reconnaissance soldiers, who were monitoring the Orc army of Saranar from afar, were so frightened that their feet went limp, and they ran back with crawls, thinking that the Orc tribe was about to invade again.

However, it was just a "small misunderstanding".

Back at the fortress of Salanar, an adjutant of the Warsong clan came to Garrosh with a young orc.

"The chieftain (referring to the chief of the Warsong Clan), the bodies of those two Terran heroes have been sold, and it has been found that they were sold to a mysterious caravan of unknown identities."

"Mysterious caravans?" Garrosh narrowed his eyes, but his eyes were on the somewhat familiar young orc in front of him.

The young orc, perhaps sensing that Garrosh was watching him, raised his head as well, and stared firmly at Garrosh with admiration and pain.

Garrosh grinned and asked, "Young man, it was your father who was killed by me just now?" ”

“……”

Suffocating question, but the young orc gritted his teeth, nodded and said, "Yes!" ”

Garrosh smiled again and asked, "So...... What if I condemn all of your clan to slavery? ”

As soon as these words came out, the young orc's face turned pale in an instant.

I don't know if it's a little pitiful for him, the adjutant of the Warsong clan on the side hesitated for a moment, and said in awe, "Chief...... That, the Great Chief (the Great Chief is Thrall, the leader of the Orc tribe) has forbidden slaves except for members of the hostile clans......"

"Criminal, it's all right, right?" Garrosh continued to ask with a smile.

The orc lieutenant was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"Then condemn them as criminals and let everyone know what a stupid thing it is to challenge my authority!"

"Yes."

Garrosh looked at the young orc again, "How?" ”

The young orc, though pale, looked at Garrosh stubbornly and said firmly, "When I grow up, I will rescue them!" ”

"Rescued? Good! Haha, boy, you can stay with me in the future. If one day you can take the axe I just had...... I'll let your family go. ”

"Yes!"

"What's your name? Forget it, you don't have to say it, you... Is it with a hammer? Then you will call it the Death Hammer from now on. One day when you succeed, I will be interested to know your real name. ”

Deathhammer replied firmly, "Yes! ”

"Alright, let's go......"

The adjutant left, but after taking two steps, he couldn't help but turn around and ask, "Chief, ...... the mysterious caravan?"

"Slaughtered! Let them know that not everyone can be offended! ”

"Yes!"

……

Death hammer, if Light Blood sees it, will immediately remember, this is an NPC of the hero template that grows with the player, and if you don't get killed halfway, it will also be a huge existence in the future.

However, Light Blood doesn't have time to know now, because he's in big trouble himself.

There was nothing wrong with his idea of escaping, and the system seemed to be deliberately designed, and along the way, he could find opportunities to kill the shadows, and Light Blood also transformed these opportunities into reality one by one.

Successfully killed nine Shadows, and the tenth found its chance. But just when it's time to get started, it's time for the owl to summon.

The shape-shifting owl turned into a faint wave of magic and disappeared into thin air.

Just as he was about to shine through the light blood, the shadow suddenly disappeared from his field of vision, startling him, and then realizing that the owl was gone. But it was just like this for two seconds, which was the most heart-wrenching thing for shallow blood.

Because he sensed that he had missed the best chance to kill the last shadow. Although you can't see the shadow, it doesn't mean that you can't hit it, and in those two seconds, Light Blood can correctly judge the location of the shadow based on memory and deduction, and then kill it.

But a stupid stunned person misses the best opportunity.

Where is that shadow now?

God knows a......