The blizzard covered all the worlds, the white and flawless snowflakes gradually obscured the orcs' path, the frostwolves kept letting out "whoop" howls in the wind and snow, and the panting orc breathing made Locke clear the number of enemies.

This is the last of the entire Frostwolf Clan, the orc army that once roamed Azeroth, now there are only about twenty left, but Locke knows very well that these remnants of the orcs are the elite of the orc legion.

What's more, the legendary Orgrimmar is still among them.

"Orgrimmar, I'm afraid that the legendary power will be able to destroy me in an instant." Locke thought that the frost armor on his body had faded, leaving only the armor itself defense, and the human body also made Locke feel tired and painful.

But Locke wasn't scared, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I just negotiated with the black dragon for a while, and you got it like this?" The arrogant voice of the Fire Demon echoed in Locke's ears, and he said calmly, "My power has been trapped under the Blackstone Tower, and this clone is simply not worth mentioning under the power of the legendary level. ”

The Flame Demon's voice gradually became quieter, and the Flame Lord seemed to have lost interest in continuing to chat with Locke, traveling with Locke may have been just a small pastime before the Fire Demon, after the Black Dragon invaded the Blackstone Tower, the Flame Demon lost interest in traveling with Locke.

Locke deduced slowly, and the orcs not far away slowly advanced made Locke more and more excited.

"Do you need help?" The Lich King's voice slowly rose from the depths of Locke's heart, and he said in a cold voice, "You may have felt the fragility of the human torso, and you might as well throw yourself into death, or maybe you have the power to continue to live." ”

The Lich King's voice surprised Locke, he didn't expect that at the critical moment, the Lich King actually reached out to him, although his purpose may be to control himself, or maybe to obtain the tactics of the future Scourge Legion.

However, Locke still felt a little surprised, if it was under the normal script, shouldn't the Lich King wait until he was killed in battle to transform him into an undead?

Knock knock.

The earth began to tremble, and at the forefront of the orc army, from behind came a greenish-skinned orc, tall and clad in black plate armor, holding the iconic warhammer, the Hammer of Destruction.

"Orgrimmar, who once resisted the blood of demons, has now been reduced to a state where he can only maintain his combat effectiveness by drinking the blood of demons." Locke's voice echoed in the wind and snow, causing the frostwolf orcs not far away to let out bursts of boos.

Orgrimmar walked out of the wind and snow slowly, on his skin, streams of dark green demonic energy were flowing slowly, and he looked coldly at Locke not far away, "If I knew it was an ant like you, I wouldn't drink the demon's blood at all." ”

He took a step forward, and the snow on the ground splashed directly with his steps, and the house beneath Locke's feet began to shake gently.

"Human, the greatest achievement of your life is to force me to drink what Lothar couldn't let me do back then, and drink the blood of demons."

"You can die with a blind pride."

The cheers of the orcs of the Frostwolf Clan echoed in the air, and they looked at Orgrimmar standing in the wind and snow, and then shouted loudly, "Great Chief! ”

"Great Chief! Win!! ”

"Strength is honor!! Subjugate! ”

Locke looked around at the orcs not far away, only to see that the green-skinned orcs had fallen into a frenzy, and they were chanting Orgrimmar's name, as if the orc, whose body was gradually turning green, would bring them a miracle.

"It's sad." Locke looked indifferently at the orcs below, these ignorant beasts seemed to be in a killing mood, the war had not faded in the orc's memory, hatred and hatred made these beasts choose to kill all the humans they saw in their eyes.

Orgrimmar raised the Hammer of Destruction, an elite human was not worth his help, but in order to save the declining morale of the entire Frostwolf Clan, he decided to sacrifice this human who did not know the height of the sky and the height of the earth with his own hands, and then reinstate the entire tribe.

"You think you've won?" Locke's softly said this sentence made the orcs who were originally in a frenzy of shouting stop shouting, and they all looked at Locke who was standing on the second floor not far away, with doubts in their eyes.

Orgrimmar snorted coldly, "Pretending to be a ghost." ”

Locke smiled slightly, and did not answer the question directly, but paused for two seconds, looked at the orcs below and said, "Didn't you notice the movement of the snowy mountain?" ”

"Rustle"

A slight voice appeared in the blizzard, and this voice made the face of Orgrimmar, who was originally full of ambition, change, and he hurriedly shouted to the beast crowd behind him: "You guys, hurry up and get out of the way, the avalanche has appeared." ”

The panicked orcs hurriedly chose to flee in a panic, but it was too late, and the strange movement from above became louder and louder, and soon the sound of an avalanche drowned out all the sounds.

Even the Legendary-level Orgrimmar is not unable to resist a natural disaster of this magnitude.

Locke rolled over and jumped from the second floor, which was only a small part of his plan for an avalanche.

Not long ago, he had five walking corpses perform an avalanche on the upper peak of the snowy mountain, and it seems that the walking corpses not only did not fail, but did a good job.

When the avalanche erupted, and the cascading waves of snow rushed down the cliffs, it had already declared the destruction of most of the orcs of the Frostwolf Clan, and although a few strong orcs could survive, they would not pose a threat anymore.

Although Orgrimmar used the Hammer of Destruction to resist the forces of nature in the avalanche, even if it was a legendary-level power, it could not withstand this level of natural disasters for long.

Locke set his eyes on the shadow circle not far away, although Orgrimmar behind him was resisting with all his might, but it was obvious that he couldn't hold out for long, and the orc warlock in the shadow circle not far away, as if he hadn't heard the big changes in the back, still used the shadow chains to bind the stone elemental in the stone formation.

Locke walked over slowly, his second plan was to release the stone element, after all, when the avalanche faded, the remnants of the orcs would be desperate, and Locke would feel a lot of headaches.

He looked at the orc warlocks not far away, these orc warlocks in purple robes were concentrating on imprisoning the stone elements in the shadow circle, but on their foreheads, sweat had already penetrated their clothes.

Locke snapped his fingers, and a hand came out of the dirt at the sole of the orc warlock's feet not far away.

That's the palm of a ghoul's hand.

It was also Locke's gift to these orc warlocks.

"Frostwolf Clan, let you feel the wrath of the elements now." Locke muttered softly.

And the ghoul's palm tugged at the orc warlock's calf.

The chain of shadows in mid-air began to shake slightly.