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"I want to ...... Could it be that the orcs are fighting among themselves? Aurelia had also participated in the previous meeting, and during the time of the investigation, she had been thinking about the cause of the tragic deaths of these orcs, and she also had her own guesses in her heart.

"Infighting?" Anduin Lothar raised her eyelids, "Lady Aurelia, you mean to say that these orcs died at the hands of their own companions?" ”

"That's right." Aurelia nodded, casually pointed to several orc corpses on the side, and said, "When I left before, I saw the corpses of these orcs, and those wounds were basically caused by the tears of the huge axe blades. On this continent, neither humans nor High Elves can use such weapons; The dwarves should be fine, but most of them use warhammers; And King Magni has already made it clear that none of this has anything to do with his army, has it? ”

"That's right, Ms. Aurelia, we didn't do that." Magni Copperbeard said with a nod.

"Then it can only be orcs, only they can use such a huge weapon, and only have such terrifying power." Aurelia confirmed.

"But why would they do that?" Prince Danas asked, confused.

"I want to ...... Maybe there is a conflict within the orcs! For example, some orcs want to escape, some orcs want to stay, etc...... But none of that matters, I want to know where the orcs have fled! Aurelia slipped into the Windranger Bow at her waist - she would chase the orcs wherever they went, and then ...... Kill them all!

"Could it be the sea? Is it possible that those orcs ran away into the Endless Sea? Prince Danas looked to the west of the orc base camp, where the port of the former Palatine Gulf had been.

"But if this is true, then where do they come from the ships and sailors?" Anduin Lothar mused.

Magni Copperbeard shrugged his shoulders along with his brother Muradin Copperbeard - as mentioned before, dwarves don't like to use their brains.

"Let's go to the harbor and have a look." Hearing this, Aurelia hurriedly pulled her sister Winlessa towards the west of the orc camp.

"Yikes!" Winlessa had been observing the dwarven Mr. Furstad, who was always hiding and staring at him, not knowing what he was looking at, when he was suddenly dragged by his sister, and little Winlesa staggered, and then ran the dwarven gentleman to the back of her head, and stumbled after her sister to the docks.

"Let's take a look, too." Prince Danas nodded to Anduin Lothar, then pulled his leg to keep up with Aurelia.

Magni Copperbeard glanced at his brother and followed; After taking two steps, Muradin realized that something was wrong, turned around, looked strangely at Furstad, who was standing in a daze with a flushed face, and said, "Furstad, what are you doing?" Let's hurry up and catch up! ”

The world of Azeroth is full of mysteries, even from its geography itself.

Divided into two subcontinents, Azeroth, the northern and southern subcontinents, the mysterious Kalimdor in the west, the icy Northrend in the north, and the unknown Pandaria in the south, the unexpected parts of the four continents, collectively known as the Endless Sea by the creatures of this world.

Grom and his Warsong clan are now sailing on the endless sea on a ship provided by the Goblin Chamber of Commerce, the Venture Capital Company.

The goblins are at the helm, while the orcs are in charge...... They are not responsible for anything, and most of them lie bored on the deck, doing nothing.

Of course, the group of orcs lying on the deck was okay, and many more of them lost their combat effectiveness in the dizziness - and even the ability to stand.

In Draenor, the range of orcs also extends to the edge of the sea, but even on the inland rivers, the orcs mostly use bridges for their activities, and rarely use boats, which makes most of the orcs ...... Seasickness.

In the town of South Seas, it is precisely because of this consideration that Orgrim never thought of letting the orcs rush to land—who can vomit and diarrhea and still maintain their due combat effectiveness?

Of course, Grom was not seasick, and he hated the seasick people who had spit up and down and made the deck dirty, so he drove them all to the lower deck and the cabins—out of sight.

Grom was now sitting cross-legged on the side of the ship, his blood roar resting on his two thick thighs, but instead of focusing on his weapon, he was ...... Observing his own body.

Grom has noticed that he has become greener lately—not recently, mainly because his complexion has begun to turn dark green after he had bled a lot since he was attacked by the Red Dragon that day, and it was obvious that he was much darker than the rest of his people.

Moreover, after leaving the Red Willow Forest outside the fortress of Dammod, Grom found that he didn't know what was going on, and there were many small holes in his body.

When facing the red dragon, Grom was burned head-on by the red dragon's flames; But he didn't die, just a torn pain in his body, and then there were many holes and fissures in his skin that kept bleeding outward.

Now the holes had stopped bleeding, but Grom found that from the holes and fissures, there were many small hard thorns, dense protrusions all over his skin, and it looked very terrible.

What's going on? - Grom pressed the little hard thorns again and again, his skin still sunken and sunken, and it didn't seem to be any different, but Grom was keenly aware of the bounce on his fingers that was even greater than before.

Correspondingly, Grom felt that he had no way to control his emotions more and more - for example, that day at the orc base camp, although he knew that Gul'dan was talking nonsense and calling him a fool, Grom still couldn't hold back the killing intent in his heart towards those fellow clansmen, and killed them - and Grom had to admit that he enjoyed the process very much.

Now, Grom can barely control the people of his own clan; Anyone else, even an acquaintance like Zu Hede, the chief of the Dragonthroat Clan, appeared in front of him, and he wanted to split the other party in half with an axe to see what color the other person's blood was.

Well? What color? - Grom frowned - of course, he had no eyebrows; Before the war with the Draenei, almost all orcs shaved their eyebrows, an ancient ritual that symbolized glory and courage.

Why do you have such thoughts? Isn't the blood of orcs all red? It's not like I've never seen it before—Grom was puzzled by the strange thought that popped into his mind.

It's all red, right? - Grom gently lifted the blade of Bloodroar's axe and slashed it lightly with his palm.

Well? How...... Grom's palm slashed across the sharp blade of the axe, but it didn't hurt in any way—it was still green skin, with palm lines and a missing bloodstain.

Grom frowned, and exerted force in his hand—a slight tingling pain came from his palm; He knew that this "blood roar" had only tasted his own blood.

Of course, this is not normal, the axe blade of "Blood Roar" is extremely sharp, although his skin is also very tough, but it is impossible to stop the edge of "Blood Roar".

Puzzled, Grom raised his hand and looked into his palm, and then his pupils suddenly constricted - what is this?

Grom's palms were still green; However, as long as you look closely, you can see that there is some dark green liquid in his palm - Yan?