Cursed Lands.

In the cave, Grom and Lexar sit opposite each other.

"Are you really going to do that?" Lexa asked, putting down the cup in his hand.

"Of course, why not?"

"So you're going to use him as a hostage to free our warriors? Or do you want the Dark Gate guys to let us go? ”

Lexa asked the question in her mind, waiting for Chief Warsong to decide. He maintained his admiration for Grom, but he also had a deep respect for Orgrim, the Great Chief who thought about the Horde even when he knew he was going to be defeated. He hoped that Grom would agree with Orgrim.

"We traded him for prisoners of war, and I'm sure those humans are willing to pay any price for their god of war."

Grom said categorically, and Lexa noticed a flash of pain in his eyes, rejoicing at Chief Warsong's decision and respecting him even more. He knew that he had given up an opportunity for a good father—Garrosh Hellroar, Son of Grom—and that he remained in the world that was dying.

There is no guarantee that the Horde will be able to return to Draenor, or that Neozu will succeed in taking Draenor's orcs to other worlds. Either way, the moment Grom made that decision, the day he would see his children was uncertain.

Lexa understands Grom, but as a single person, he certainly doesn't appreciate the pain and difficulty of making such a decision.

"Garrosh will be fine, although Naozu has done some wrong things in the past, he is now sincerely dedicated to our tribe. I'm sure even if he doesn't succeed, he won't let the orcs of Draenor doom! ”

"I hope so!"

…………

Early in the morning, Ms. Bai shyly hid in her boudoir, while the red Sun Boy began his work.

The golden sun began to shine down the horizon on the earth. There were no plants to be seen in the Cursed Lands, but in the early morning, a golden glow shone across the red earth, as if to stir up their vitality and will. It wasn't until the sunlight had completely dispelled the darkness of the land that she realized that the land had been corrupted by evil, and that there were no more lives to enjoy her bounty.

Karl was still sturdyly tied to the cross, with two orc warriors guarding him. Obviously, Grom felt that the Alliance God of War, who had completely lost his resistance, was even a little redundant with the two elite guards.

For a whole day and a night, Carl didn't drink even a drop of water. The orc guards had tried to feed him water, but haughtily refused, when in fact it was just that Karl thought the guys' utensils were too dirty.

Even so, when Grom received a return from the guards that Carl still looked quite energetic, he was slightly startled and immediately ordered that Carl continue to be tied there until he gave in and begged for mercy. Grom felt that he had already lost to that guy in terms of force, then, in terms of will, he would definitely not admit defeat first. It's a battle without blood and power, that's what Grom thinks!

Carl would have laughed out loud if he had known that Grom had continued to hang him in the scorching sun because of such thoughts, isn't that the best pig teammate. Of course, there is nothing wrong with Grom doing this, the fault lies with Carl, a traverser who does not belong to Azeroth, and cannot be viewed with common sense at all.

"What are you laughing at? Brat! ”

It wasn't until the afternoon that Grom and Lexar arrived, thinking that the human was at least exhausted and weak. Unexpectedly, although this guy's face was a little pale, his eyes were very energetic.

When he saw Grom approaching, Karl had a mysterious smile on his face and a hint of banter in his eyes. Grom caught the look.

"I said," Carl slowly raised his eyelids, "you didn't kill me yesterday, you'll regret it!" ”

Lexa was shocked, and quickly took the battle axe in his hand, his face full of guard.

Grom was taken aback by Lexa's movements, and after a moment's pause, his eyes collided with Carl's smiling eyes, and he yelled at Lexa angrily:

"Lexar! What are you doing?! ”

Lexa looked around carefully to make sure there was no movement, then looked at the angry Grom, and said apologetically:

"I was probably overly nervous. I'm sorry, chief. ”

Gemro glared at him fiercely and turned his head to stare at Karl.

"You humans like to play tricks. Hypocritical creatures! Grom sarcastically said, "You want me to regret it? Why do you make me regret it? By your strength? You can't even catch my punch right now! ”

"You'll have to try to find out if you can catch it, Grom." Carl looked at the Warsong Clan chief with a smile on his face, "I'll give you a chance, a chance for you to regain your glory - defeat me." You can regain your dignity and your glory. ”

Grom's blood-red eyes stared at Carl, as if trying to see through the conspiracy he was having.

"Are you scared? Oh, too......" Carl snapped into his senses, "let me think of being beaten around like a ball at the Saldo Bridge; On the upwind trail, I was almost killed again...... Tsk, it's all said that it's not more than three, if you lose under my hands again, then I'm afraid your own chieftain position will not be guaranteed. ”

"Fart!" Grom suddenly became irritable, and he grabbed Karl by the collar and pressed his face up, his eyes glowing red to meet Karl's. "Since you are willing to seek death, then I will fulfill you!"

After staring at Carl for a few seconds, Grom let go of Carl's collar and commanded:

"Let him go! Prepare some food and water for him. I'm going to convince you to lose! ”

Letting the guards untie their ropes, Carl complained in his heart, who *** said that Grom is a tendon, this guy obviously wants to make his victory sound better, otherwise even if he wins, I am afraid it will be rumored that Grom won the duel with an opponent who had not eaten or drunk for two days.

"I don't think so!" Carl didn't look weak when he was lowered from the cross, in fact, he could have easily broken these strong ropes, and after two days of exposure to the sun, his injuries had almost recovered, and the light energy in his body had been refilled.

Grom, the bastard, dared to slap himself in the face in front of so many orcs, and if he didn't fight back, Karl would not be able to dispel the depression in his chest.

"Because you may not be in the mood to eat in a while."

The smile on Karl's face grew thicker and more evil, and Grom felt that he had a feeling that he had done something wrong, and a deep chill rose from the soles of his feet, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"I hope you'll have the strength to brag about it later!"

When the time came, Grom, of course, would not back down, and his fighting spirit was aroused. Before, I was worried that this guy would be weak and invincible, but now it seems that this human kid at least looks in good spirits, not at all like he hasn't eaten for two days.

"Bang!"

Despite his unforgiving words, Grom was serious enough, no one knew better than him the strength of the human in front of him, and if his strength was fully restored, Grom was not sure if he would have the courage to challenge him. But now......

Striking first, Grom had no intention of giving in, believing that once the battle began, he had to give it his all. The fist slammed into Carl's left jaw, sending Karl's head off the rails.

But Karl then turned his head and looked at Grom sarcastically.

"So you didn't eat. Grom - Don't worry, I can wait until you're done eating! ”

"Ah~!!"

Grom knew Carl's taunt even if he didn't have a bright head, and the Warsong Chief let out an earth-shattering roar, raised his clenched fist high, and slammed it into Karl, who was like a murderer's father, and smashed it into the face with an abominable smile that made him feel endless anger in his heart.

"Bang!"

The steely fist struck Carl's head to one side, and just as he turned around, Grom's other fist followed.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

"Bell~!"

"Bell~!"

After two more punches, the sound of the fist blow suddenly changed when Lexa and the orcs watching the battle changed, as if they were hitting steel. They looked at the two men in the room—

Carl still had an evil smile on his face that was getting more and more frightened, and Grom's fist didn't make his head turn in the slightest, and another punch was slammed into Carl's face, and Lexa and the warriors realized a fact that shocked and panicked them - the sound was the sound of Grom's fist hitting the human god of war in the face.

They turned their heads to look at Grom, the fist raised by the chief of Warsong never swung down, the skin on the outside of the phalanges had been hung open, this was not what made him panic, what made his heart palpitate was - this human, the god of war of the Alliance, this bastard's strength must have been restored long ago! The fact that his fist is like smashing on steel that is harder than pure gold is the best proof of this!

With a shocked face, Grom slowly stepped back, his other hand raised to protect his chest, which was completely subconscious.

“Lok-Narash！”

Lexa roared suddenly, and the awakened orc warriors took up their weapons and surrounded Carl. All orcs have witnessed the power of the human god of war, in the Saldo Bridge, in the Windwind, in the Stormwind City, in the Dark Gate - a powerful presence that can kill the dragon, even if the orc warriors are proud, they cannot be ignored.

The smile on Carl's face was even bigger!

"I said it! - You'll regret it! ”

The figure moved, and rushed towards Grom...... (To be continued.) )