What could be more painful than seeing one's own compatriots die in front of their eyes.

Although I have long said to myself in my heart: I have broken away from the black dragon clan, and everything about the black dragon has nothing to do with me. But when the young dragon lost her life in front of her, Onexia felt a tearing pain in her heart.

Compared to the arrows of the rangers and the magic of the mages, the Gorons' attacks on the young dragons are simple and brutal. He snapped a stone spike from the rock wall around him and threw it at the dense group of dragons in the sky, the sharp stone spikes easily pierced the young dragons, or they were smashed down, and then trampled into a pile of rotten flesh by Goron with his huge feet.

The tall Goron in the lead looked relaxed and casual, he didn't have a sword or hammer like a human, it just raised its hand and grabbed a young dragon with the ease of a mosquito. The captured young dragon struggled in panic to escape, but Goron's huge thumb and forefinger clasped it tightly.

I saw that the Goron brought the young dragon to his mouth, then shook his head, opened his mouth wide and swallowed the poor young dragon, Carl even heard its teeth bite through the body of the young dragon, and as it chewed, a trace of blood flowed down the corner of its mouth.

"Die!"

Onexia saw the cruel scene, and she could no longer control the grief and suppressed pain in her body. Dancing hands, red in one hand and black in the other, flames were gathered together to form a huge fireball that whistled towards the leader Goron. It stared intently at the young dragons flying in the sky, ready to strike at any moment.

"Boom!"

The fireball hit Goron's chest and exploded, and Goron was blown out, his chest charred and his flesh rolled up.

"Roaring ——!"

Goron's huge one-eyed eye turned red, and it looked up and around for a moment, then fixed its eyes on Onexia, who was casting a spell to block the stone spikes for the young dragon. It roared, and with its hands and feet, it rushed towards Onexia with the shaking of the earth.

"Your opponent is me!"

"Smack!"

Carl appeared in front of Onexia, fist to fist, and with a loud bang, the shockwave swept the dirt on the ground and swept around.

The leader of the Goron shook his head again, and when he saw that it was the guy who had repelled him in front of the long-haired creature, he looked even more furious, and his huge head smashed down like a hammer of rammed earth.

Carl didn't want to waste his energy on this kind of little loco.

That's right!

In Carl's opinion, the strength of the Goron in front of him is only the first level of the epic, except for his strength, there is no threat at all, and he always needs to be careful in the case of not being able to replenish the light energy in time. He didn't want to keep running back to Azeroth to 'recharge'.

The leader of Goron is like a dog that wants to pounce on butterflies, Karl nimbly dodges his scratches in the air, always seems to be just a little bit away, but he is always slipped away by Carl, Goron becomes more and more annoyed, and even his teammates who stand in his way are violently pushed aside by him.

With Karl's troubles, the threat of the Golon to the Hatchlings was suddenly reduced, and the expeditionary force was still passively defending against the Hatchlings' attacks, of course, this was also because the Hatchlings' main target was not them.

The dragons' attack didn't last long, perhaps they had exhausted almost all the energy in their bodies, or perhaps the losses were beyond their reach, and a slightly larger black dragon let out a roar, and the dragons scrambled to flap their wings and flee into the distance.

Khadgar and Tulayan breathed a sigh of relief, and the soldiers of the expeditionary force also felt a sense of relief.

"Tom!" "Tom!"

The ground shook again, even more so violently than the presence of the Gorons before, that many of the soldiers even fell to their feet unsteadily.

Everyone looked in horror in the direction from which the sound came, and Goron, the leader of Karl's pursuit, also stopped, and looked in the direction of the sound like the others, crouched down and curled up, his hands wrapped protectively around his broad chest, and from its mouth came some kind of strange sound, like a low roar, as if it was sobbing.

Khadgar noticed the strangeness of the goron, and he looked nervously into the depths of the valley that he couldn't see, what was it that made such a behemoth so scared like this?

Soon, his question was answered: still a goron.

It's just that he's a little bigger.

It was so big that Khadgar felt as if his heart had stopped beating for a moment. It stands to reason that Khadgar, who had witnessed the Deathwing Dragon's form, should not have shocked him with Goron, who was less than half the size of Deathwing, but the smell of blood coming from its body and the flesh of an unknown creature hanging from the corner of its mouth made Khadgar feel real fear.

"Who are you? Why are you still alive? ”

The oversized Goron who looked like the leader of the Goron looked at Karl and the Expeditionary Force, his voice loud and deep, his huge white eyes revealing its wisdom.

"Gruul?!"

Karl came to the air parallel to Gruel's head, and looked at the King of Goron, the demigod-level powerhouse of Draenor.

"You know me?"

Grull shook its huge head and looked at Carl with some confusion, "You don't look like orcs?" ”

"That's our enemy!" "The Horde invaded our world, and we defeated them, and now, we're here for revenge!" ”

Karl didn't want to fool anything, a demigod-level powerhouse like Gruul, the lie would always be exposed one day, he could escape with Onexia, but those soldiers would be innocently implicated.

"You're saying you defeated the Horde ?!!!"

There was a look of surprise on Gruel's face, he knew all too well how powerful the tribe was. If it was the previous orcs, even if there were many of them, Goron would not avoid it, but since the skin of those orcs turned green and their eyes began to glow red, even the powerful Goron had to avoid the edge of the tribe and hide in the dangerous mountains here.

"That's exactly what happened!"

"So what are you doing here?" There was an unfathomable cunning in Gruul's one-eye, "There are no orcs here. ”

It glared at the little goron, who was curled up in a scolding child, and Khadgar realized that the giant goron was its father and the leader of the gorons. This fact made his heart tremble.

"If you can't give a good answer, then die! Only the dead will keep it a secret, and Goron will be safe. ”

Karl directly ignored Gruel's threat and looked at Gruul indifferently: "Our target here is not orcs, and certainly not you. ”

The fierce light in Gruel's eyes flickered.

"The dragon!" Karl said what scared Grull, "I don't mean the young dragons that should be sucking, nor the adult dragons that are about the size of Goron, you must have seen it." ”

"What ?!!!" Khadgar and Tulayan couldn't help but exclaim when they heard Karl's words, and they had a faint sense of ominousness, they knew that Karl had extraordinary reconnaissance methods, and in this case, there was a good chance that what Karl said was true.

Aurelia frowned, glanced at Carl in the air, and then turned to look at Onexia, the black dragon MM was still immersed in the grief of the dead dragon, and after hearing Carl's words, her face suddenly turned pale as paper, and Aurelia even saw her body trembling in her body.

Grull was silent for a moment, then it looked up, Carl still looking at it calmly.

"You're going to help me deal with it?"

"That's right! We're here for it! ”

Grull suddenly became serious, he turned his head to look at the nervous expeditionary soldier at his feet, and shook his head:

"You're too weak! Can't help enough. ”

"Khadgar!"

Karl shouted, and Khadgar looked at Karl with some blankness.

"Show our allies the power of the Alliance!" (To be continued.) )