"Gugar, you dare to come back. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info you lackey of Guldan, you are not worthy of stepping into the territory of the orthodox tribe! Red Black Hand stood on the furnace of flames rising from the Molten Heart, cursing the helpers brought by the Black Dragon Prince.

The two heads of Gugar did not care about the orcs of this scorching world, and in his eyes, the orthodox orcs had already died in the world of Azeroth. The rest of the waste that survives is nothing more than the dregs buried by the long river of time.

"This is not the time to dwell on your personal vendettas, Red. From the perspective of the present, we are now allies. Nefarian beckoned, playing the role of peacemaker.

The orcs and ogres with their own ghosts looked at each other, and Red Black Hand jumped down. He tossed the hot tomahawk in his hand into the cooling pool used as a weapon to cool down, and chuckled, "That's good, Black Dragon. If you think this perfidious ogre is useful, then I have nothing to say. But I have to warn you that this ogre is just as stupid as Gul'dan. ”

"Red, you idiot. Do you know why we failed, because there are idiots like you in the orc tribe? Garr didn't hold back, cursing Red for his apparent heroic, but in fact cowardly character.

"Alright, alright, both. Let's talk about what's next. I'm sure you'll be interested. Nefarian smiled slyly, and he pushed the ogres and orcs by the shoulders and walked into the palace of Blackstone.

Nefarian's plan exceeded Red Blackhand's estimates. He had thought that the prince would just curl up in the flames of the Black Rock Mountain, burying his head in his own experiments. However, after listening to today's plan, Red clearly smelled something different.

The Black Dragon Prince would send himself to the Swamp of Sorrow in search of the orc tribes scattered around the Dark Gate, which he did not expect.

Since losing the Second Orc War, Red hadn't left the castle of the massive Blackstone Dwarves for a long time. Even half a month ago, when the news of the orc captives being banished, Red Black Hand was indifferent.

In Red's eyes, the orthodox tribe is now only the orcs of the Blackstone Clan in Blackstone Mountain.

"Brother, do you really believe that these black dragons can help us achieve revenge?" Maim glanced back at the majestic Black Rock Mountain, shook his head, and said in a skeptical tone.

Walking on the scorching canyon plains, Red kicked over the skeleton of a salamander that had been eaten by vultures, and he sneered, "Let them help us, my brother." You're naïve. Now we live in a place that is not Draenor, nor is it a military camp for the orcs of the tribe. We can't count on these black dragons, but their strength is quite reliable. ”

Maim followed behind Red, nodded and continued: "This time we are looking for the remnants of the Warsong Clan, it is hard to imagine what these bloodthirsty orcs will become after so many years of silence. ”

"You'd better worry about whether the evil power has completely destroyed them. Without Gul'dan and the Warlocks of the Shadow Council, this curse will forever shackle us orcs infected with evil powers. Red said helplessly.

According to the specific location given by Nefarian, Red and his brother Maim, came to the Swamp of Sorrow.

The orcs, who were accustomed to the scorching flames of the Black Rock Mountain, suddenly came to such a clammy and cold place, and they were uncomfortable. Every night when they set up camp, the orcs of the Black Clan would light several campfires to create a suitable place to live.

Fortunately, it didn't take a few days. Red's orc scouts found the remnants of the Warsong Clan.

Dozens of thatched huts and warehouses scattered across swampy clearings are what are now the camps of the Warsong Clan.

The guards of the Warsong Clan were not surprised or panicked when they saw the Black is the Clan's symbol. As is customary, the soldier reported the news to Grom.

The chieftain of the clan left his work behind, and he walked out of the thatched hut of the camp to meet with the orcs of the Black Clan.

"It's been a long time, hell roars. The last time we met, the Dark Gate in the Tanaan Jungle was just a foundation. Red said with a smile.

There was no smile on Grom's face, a few extra wrinkles were squeezed together on his pale green countenance, and he asked in a low voice, "The alliance didn't find us, how did you get here?" ”

Red said disdainfully, "Grom, it's not difficult to find you, but today, I don't want to discuss this with you. ”

"What do you want to say?" Grom said, staring at Red.

Red picked up the side of the wooden table, and the battle axes were obtuse. His mocking tone rang in Grom's ears: "Blood roar? Why, Hell Roar, have you forgotten your weapon? ”

"Or rather, the tomahawk, which has not tasted blood for a long time, has forgotten its original mission." Red roared his blood and thumped his solid black iron armor, scorching sparks splattering in all directions.

Hellroar slammed into Red's wrist with a punch. Red was in pain, and Bloodroar was thrown to the ground.

The atmosphere was heating up, and Maim, who was standing next to Red, raised the black warhammer in his hand.

Red stopped his brother's move, and a smile was on his face: "Hell roars, it seems that the curse of evil energy has not made you lose your fighting spirit over the years. As an orthodox orc, I believe you still have a responsibility to yourself. ”

Hell Roar picked up his own blood and roared, "Orthodox orcs? Red, as the defeated side, do you still have the face to mention the name of the orthodox orcs to me? Tell you, the orcs have long been ruined by these filthy warlocks and ourselves. Thinking back to Draenau, there was no going back to life and strife like that. ”

"So you gave up?"

"You ****** fart, it's the Orthodox orcs who have given up on us. In the battle of the Dark Gate, we are nothing more than bait, bait! What the fuck do you know? Hell roared and roared.

Red pressed his left hand, and he motioned for Grom to sit down first and calm himself.

"Prisoner of the Second Orc War, exiled by humans. Do you know about this?" Red eased his mood and asked.

Hellroar lowered his head, and he placed Bloodroar next to the wooden table, whispering, "I don't know, and I don't want to know." ”

"You really don't care about the survival of our tribe anymore? Just because of the betrayal of the orcs on Draenor's side? Red's rough eyebrows were pressed together, and he looked into Grom's eyes.

Grom looked around at the soldiers in the camp, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's over, it's all over." ”

"Hell roars, does Goromash know that you have abandoned your people now? I find it hard to believe that the giant butcher who was revered by all the clans at the time of the Battle of Goron now has such descendants. Red stood up and waved at his brother, signaling them to leave.

Gasping for a gasp, Grom picked up the blood roar again, and he said, "This is the last time, fighting for the Horde." ”

"After all, you are the descendant of the Orthodox Orcs, Grom, and you will be the most powerful warrior of the Orthodox Orcs."

"Say, what can we do now?" Grom asked calmly, calming down.

As dawn approached, the Blackstone Clan found a new helper in the Swamp of Sorrows, and the orc soldiers followed the Blackstone Clan soldiers out of their camp and into the scorching Blackstone Mountains.

The orcs, who have not been baptized by the times, have come to a new area. Grom clutched the blood roar and led the soldiers of the Warsong Clan into the stone gate of the palace of the Blackstone Tower.

After the Warsong Clan's soldiers entered the Blackstone Mountains, the Magus followed, and they also came to the abandoned mines near the volcano twisted by the power of Ragnaros.

"This is the closest to Stormwind, and when you were in Stormwind, did Tulayan have any plans to come here to attack the remnants of these orcs?" Rollin unleashed his eagle eye and surveyed the towering black mountain beneath the mine.

Khadgar squinted, and he replied decisively: "No money, no resources, no time." ”

The answer was simple and straightforward, and Rollin wanted to answer, but he didn't know what to say.

"With my exploration, we're going to go below this volcano, under the lava. This area is a cavern full of fire and lava, and there's what we're looking for. Luo Lin summarized some information through the exploration of divinity and his previous understanding of Blackstone Mountain.

Khadgar touched the bridge of his nose and said, "How do I feel that our actions this time are a little unreliable. ”

"To be honest, I think so too." As soon as Luo Lin's words fell, the light of the teleportation circle lit up in the heart of the molten fire hidden beneath the Blackstone Mountain.

Unlike the Earth Elemental Plane, the flames of the Molten Heart and the restless elemental gave Rollin a very intuitive feeling, that is, the elemental creatures here would not easily have a friendly peace conversation with them.

After the light of the teleportation circle ended, the two magisters came to the heart of the molten fire, which was extremely close to the fire elemental plane.

As soon as he arrived at the Molten Heart, before he could recover from the teleportation spell, the molten giant behind Khadgar had already placed its wide palm on Khadgar's head.

Thankfully, Khadgar's response was quick enough. Under the impact of an arcane attack, the molten nucleus giant fell in response, turning into a pile of old debris.

After the first fusion giant fell, the surrounding molten giants and fire demons walked up from the bottom of the lava together. They had no other thoughts about these two outsiders, and their only consideration was to kill them.

However, the creatures of the elemental plane do not seem to realize that their strength is not enough to resist the power of these two archmages. After all, they are not facing those greedy adventurers, and with a few skills, they can beat them to death.

Actively seeking suicidal attacks, the elemental creatures get a taste of arcane magic. Soon, they halted their offensive and waited for a Fire Demon Lord named Rusifron to come and deal with the troublesome threat.

"Mortal? Why did you come to the Abode of the Fire Demon King? Holding the flaming halberd, Russifron slowly moved in front of the molten giant.

"Just make a simple deal, I'm sure your Fire Demon King won't refuse." Khadgar said.

Russi Flon Momin looked at Khadgar wonderfully and sneered, "Mortal? Your rash trespassing into the abode of the Fire Demon King is already a capital offense. It's ridiculous that you still have to negotiate a deal with your master. Do you think you have the right to speak here? ”

"Rights?" The Elunis Scepter in Rollin's hand unleashed seven arcane blades. After mastering the dual elements and energy balance, the power of the Arcane Blade is greatly increased. Before Russifron could look at the position of the Arcane Blade, a blinding arcane glow pierced his chest.

Without any warning, Rollin directly proved his current position with his strength. Since you are not convinced, then hit your service position.

Anyway, in this molten heart, Rollin didn't think of using negotiations to find the owner of this lair.

"Impossible, how can you mortals have such great power, this is impossible." Russifron looked at the Magister in amazement, his flaming tail wriggling and pushing him into the lava.

With Rusifron's departure, the elemental creatures gave up their attacks on Rollin and Khadgar, retreating into the flames of lava, allowing the mortals to continue their way to the heart of the molten fire.

It didn't take long for the flame creatures floating in the air to come to the two magisters.

The fire elemental with a huge body, excluding the bracers on its arms, is a creature with flames burning all over its body.

"Mortals, you guys wounded Russifron?" A deep voice came from the burning flames, and the huge flame elemental roared.

"We're looking for Ragnaros, your king of the elements." Rollin said in a cold tone.

"Great idea, but before you can do that, you need to beat me! and my helper. Baron Gatun smiled slyly, his hands churning, and out of the rising flames appeared a huge beast, a giant several times taller than the molten giant, and an earth elemental creature surrounded by his younger brother, and they stood together in front of Rollin and Khadgar.

"Garl, Grunemanga, Magmanda and me, look at the mortals in front of us, do you think they are qualified to be arrogant in our elemental world?" Baron Gatun laughed wildly, completely ignoring the two magisters.

Although Rollin was expressionless, Khadgar was a little panicked.

"This is unreasonable, can't these monsters be defeated by us one by one? How did they get on together. Khadgar said with his arm against Rollin.

"You think they're mentally retarded and will be killed by us one by one?" Luo Lin sneered, and the magic barrier around him was quickly shaped. (To be continued.) )