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"Stop!" Fuhang stood at the entrance of the cave and let out a loud shout, scolding Grom Hell to roar.

Grom was about to accept the green gift when he suddenly heard a human voice. Hell Roar suddenly turned his head and saw a human standing at the entrance of the cave, with a wave of the Blood Roar (a legendary weapon, the Axe of the God of War) in his hand, and asked Fu Hang, "Who are you?" Dare to trespass into the territory of the Warsong Clan. ”

Looking at this god of war who was dressed in black armor and revealed the style of a general between his eyebrows, Fuhang was in awe. Grom walked with a bloody roar in his hand, his hair falling on his shoulders, and he was violent, revealing a dashing air.

Nazgael stepped out from behind Fu Hang, calmly gave an orc salute to Grom, and said respectfully, "Chief, it was Chief Sal who asked us to come to your aid. ”

The slender orc warlock was not alarmed by the arrival of Fuhang. Still keeping his composure, he brought the green juice to Grom.

"Drink, hell roars. The orcs will be kings. Gul'dan offered it with both hands, and the demonic blood in the deadwood wine cup was still boiling. Hellroar seemed to hesitate, but his scarlet eyes told him his own answer, this bounty, he had to drink. For the sake of the new tribe, in order to seek revenge on the elves!

Fu Hang lifted the Ash Messenger and shouted, "What about the price! Guldan! ”

Gul'dan lifted his black hood and looked at Fuhang with burning eyes. There was a touch in his expression, as if he had seen something he never wanted to see again in his life. His hands trembled as he held the cup of dead wood, his eyes blood-red and his anger projecting with endless rage.

He looked at Fuhang like this, with endless resentment and resentment in his eyes. Fuhang also didn't know why he had such a big hatred for himself when he met Gul'dan for the first time.

Gul'dan said in a proud tone: "The price, this qiē. ”

Grom's big green hand was about to take the cup of demonic blood when suddenly, a golden light and shadow projected from Fu Hang's hand. The Ember Bringer burst into golden light, shattering the deadwood wine glass in Gul'dan's hand in an instant, and not only that, but the Ember Bringer also broke through the entire Demon Well when it hit the ground.

The green demon's blood flowed all over the damp hole, and a strong corrosive aura burned on the ground. The green demon fire burned at the mouth of the well, Grom clenched his right fist, turned around and galloped to Fuhang's side, picked up Fuhang, held Fuhang's neck tightly with his broad palm, and asked viciously: "Stupid human, what have you done!" ”

Fuhang remained so calm, even when he was facing the greatest god of war in the entire orc tribe, Hell Roar.

"Think of your tribe, Hell Roar!" Fu Hang said succinctly.

It was a short sentence, but it was like a sharp blade piercing Grom's armor and going straight into his heart. Grom's chest heaved, and the rapid wheezing sound proved that he was in a deep battle of thoughts.

"I did. One qiē, all for the sake of the tribe. ”

Nazgael felt the roar of hell, and the breath kept him from saying a word. But the human beings in front of them did not have a trace of fear, but negotiated fiercely with the roar of hell. Although he didn't know what the green juice was in the withered wine glass and the well, Nazgail clearly felt that it was the crux of the matter.

Fu Hang pressed Grom's arm fiercely with both hands, and his wheat-yellow face went straight to Grom's face, and Yan Sù said domineeringly: "What you do is pushing the tribe to ruin." You can't represent yourself, let alone the tribe! Demon's blood will bring the Warsong Clan to a desperate end! ”

Grom sensed that the young man did not have much strength in him, but his tone and demeanor were like that of a prophet who knew the future. actually suppressed himself in momentum. This inexplicable feeling of heaviness made the hellish roar slowly calm down.

His muscular arm withdrew his strength and helped Fu Hang down. Turning around, he walked towards Gul'dan.

"What exactly do you want?" Hellroar Grom's face was solemn, as if he was interrogating a prisoner.

Without saying a word, Gul'dan picked up the Ashbringer who was prostrate on the ground. sneered: "Sure enough, it's you!" How long do you want to go against me! ”

Guldan's sword blade reached Fuhang, his eyes full of vicissitudes and anger. This anger is like the anger of a brother's betrayal. When Fuhang saw these eyes, he felt a tearing pain in his heart, and this trace of pain was so real that Fuhang couldn't say a word.

The Ashbringer stained with demonic blood glowed green, and the golden hilt was completely gone, it was now glowing with black flames, burning incessantly.

Shout! Gul'dan threw the Ember Bringer at Fuhang, and then, pulling his black hood up, roared at Hell, "The fate of the orcs has been rewritten, and this time, no one will save the tribe. ”

"And you, traitor! You will be judged eventually. This latter sentence is obviously said to Fuhang. But Fuhang couldn't touch the meaning of this sentence at all, he had just crossed, how could he know Guldan.

And with Guldan's resentment towards himself, it seems to contain endless anger and hatred.

Could it be that after crossing over, you forgot a lot of things? No, Fuhang quickly vetoed himself. I have never known Guldan, but the facts in front of me are here, how to explain them.

Fuhang's head was big, knowing that Guldan had disappeared into the Nuoda Cave, and the dark gate was still glowing with demonic aura at the end, which made Fuhang feel a burst of closeness again.

It's wrong, it's all wrong. There seemed to be a trace of memory reviving in Fuhang's mind. Shouldn't Gul'dan die at the tomb of Sargeras? Why is his Warlock here, and moreover, Gul'dan shouldn't be on this timeline. This is not Draenor. Fuhang's memory is a little confused, could it be that someone changed the trajectory of history beforehand?

Fuhang felt palpitations, but before he could think clearly, the earth trembled. An Abyss Lord descended on the Warsong Lumberyard, and with the trembling of the earth, a roar of a dragon that resounded through the heavens and the earth shook the eardrums of all orcs.

"How dare you refuse this gift, did you bring these miscellaneous pieces here to give you a funeral?"

"Manolos! Everyone's back! Fu Hang shouted hoarsely.

All the orcs present had been shocked by the appearance of the Abyss Lord, only Fuhang and Grom remained awake, and Fuhang was the first to shout.

Ps see this, there may be a lot of Warcraft veteran players who don't understand, but it doesn't matter, this is a big foreshadowing, related to the plot after Fuhang, so here, you don't have to dig deeper.