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In order to find Cthun's hiding place, after the frontal Kukaron and the mage Dalaran advanced along the main street, the second-line armies of the Alliance and the Horde were reduced to pieces and launched a carpet search in the occupied territory, clearing the remnants of the insects on the one hand, and on the other hand, on the other hand, on the beginning of the search for clues of the Elder God.

Sergeant Nazgorin, on the other hand, was part of the search force.

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"Damn, why can't you join Kukaron!" An axe slashed the tank worm that came out of the shadows, and Nazgorin's mouth muttered, "I'm the victor in the big training!" ”

"Stop complaining!" Behind Nazgorin, a one-eyed orc stopped him from muttering, "The Great Drill isn't all about martial arts - there's a lot to learn, little imp!" ”

"I'm not a kid anymore, head!"

Nazgorin had nothing to say about the one-eyed orc - this was his old superior.

When he left Draenor and arrived in Azeroth, Nazgorin was a small man.

The second time the Dark Gate opened, Gromash took almost all the orcs of the Warsong Clan with the help of Neozu, so the eight-year-old Nazgorin also passed through the Dark Gate in a daze, and followed the large army to Azeroth.

Then, Naozu pitted Gromash in misery.

The said amulet to cover the retreat was actually a switch to close the Dark Gate, and after the amulet shattered, the Warsong Clan, which had lost its supplies, was ruthlessly left behind in Azeroth.

Fortunately, Gromash was strong enough, and under his leadership, the Warsong Orcs eventually left the Cursed Lands and began fifteen years of hiding.

In the past fifteen years, Nazgorin has also been transformed from a hairy boy who follows the crowd into a true warrior under the care of the one-eyed orc Yurene.

Some time ago, in the orc training organized by Thrall, Nazgorin defeated many opponents - even a guy from the Fireblade Clan, and finally lost to the hunter Gromash.

Originally, Nazgorin thought that he would be able to join Kukalon no matter how he relied on his own results, but he didn't expect that when Kukaaron's new recruits were announced, Nazgorin was defeated.

In this battle of the new quicksands, Nazgorin was promoted by one rank, from sergeant to sergeant, but still under Yurene, in charge of street fighting in the main squad.

The other squads were at least five people, but Nazgorin and Jurone were in pairs......

Nazgorin felt that he was overkill-the insects he encountered in the street fighting mission were all some fish that slipped through the net, which was a waste of time for Nazgorin, who was young and eager for glory, especially just now, when he saw a guy who had lost to him in a contest rush to the front line and face a huge Anubis with his comrades, which made him feel even more unbalanced.

"Head, I really can't figure it out!" After completely solving this wave of wormmen, Nazgorin couldn't help but speak, "Why are we doing this boring work? ”

"Where's the boredom?" As she spoke to Nazgorin, she scanned her surroundings with her razor-sharp one-eyed eye, "Our mission is the point, we need to find the traces of the Elder God and find out that bastard with his head and tail!" ”

"What's so glorious about finding a guy hiding in the shadows." After confirming that the current area was free of wormmen, Nazgorin and Euronee began to move in the established direction, "The powerful enemies have been snatched up, and these remaining bugs are not even as good as the groundhogs of Nagrand!" ”

Looking at the muttering Nazgorin, Júrone couldn't help but grin.

"Don't look down on groundhogs - do you know how I don't have this eye?"

"You never tell me."

"It's about the Groundhogs of Nagrand—when I was younger, I fell into the trap of the Bladetooth Tigermen because I was chasing a pack of marmots."

"But there are no Bladetooth Tiger Men here." A tall building appeared in front of him, and Nazgorin Shiran stepped forward, and then sat down on the steps, "Only some sneaky little mice!" ”

"Mortals, you've come to territory where you shouldn't set foot in!"

Just as Nazgorin was complaining, an ethereal voice suddenly appeared.

"Who's there?" Nazgorin jumped up as if he had a spring on his buttocks, clenched his tomahawk with both hands, and began to look around, "Come out, rat!" ”

"Rats? No, no, no, in the presence of the great gods of the ancients, you are the rats......"

In the midst of an ethereal echo, a large figure suddenly appeared.

Eight arthropods and long legs supported the erect torso, and the four pairs of carapace in the form of a shawl were imposing, and the long tentacles hung almost to the ground.

This is a bug-man spellcaster!

But unlike the half-hung spellcaster who killed countless Nazgorins, he also had a robe of unknown material, mysterious and ornate.

Nazgorin's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Head, we might have caught a big fish!"

"Don't be impulsive!" Yurone grabbed Nazgorin, who wanted to charge directly, "Signal first!" ”

A huge building, a guard who looks like no other, and Eurone, believing he must have found something amazing!

So, a firework exploded in the sky.

Drunken Wind, who was silently waiting in the stronghold of the seven ivory towers, stared.

This time, none of the team leaders in charge of cleaning are simple people, unless they really encounter something important, they will not send a signal!

"It looks like it's the area of the tribe - Grommash, Brooks, you should go and see it first--well, Jindu should be with you."

The three guys, who had long been suffocated, grabbed their weapons and went straight to the place of the incident.

And by the time the three of them set off, Nazgorin and Yurone were already in danger.

This self-proclaimed Scram, who opened his mouth to prophesy and shut up about his fate, was far more powerful than Yurone and Nazgorin had expected.

Between Scram's gestures, the storm suddenly changed!

Nazgorin and Yurone's every move seems to have been completely seen through!

Although this guy looks like a mage, just by virtue of this "foreknowledge", he can easily fight against two, and almost suppress Nazgorin and Yurone to the point that he can't lift his head!

Just when the two of them didn't know what to do, Scram spoke.

"Let death and screams resound in the sky! Let the symphonic poems of fear and confusion begin!"