Chapter Forty-Seven: The Tide of Darkness and Goron

With a gloomy face, Medivan stood in front of a large door-shaped building, with a humanoid figure wearing a robe, hood completely obscuring his face, and a long sword in his hand.

In the center of the dark door, a cloud of green evil energy was surging, slowly occupying the entire door frame, igniting a dark green evil energy flame. Then it turns black again, and it looks like a starry sky at night.

The energy began to rotate slowly, and the endless starry sky began to shrink violently, as if another world was guiding the way.

There was a bang, and the endless starry sky inside the door suddenly spread, and a blood-red world appeared at the other end of the door.

The world is decaying, it is shattering, the sea is gone, the continent is floating in the endless void like floating islands, the red surface is spewing fire and magma, and the sky is no longer blue, but a cosmic turbulence.

In front of the dark gate opposite, Gul'dan was standing in front of the door, looking at the tide of orcs below.

"A new world has opened! pass through this gate and occupy a new home for the tribe!" Gul'dan roared.

The Black Hand High Chief also stepped forward, and his loud roar echoed throughout the orc troops.

"That world has countless resources!Enough for us orcs to thrive!The creatures there are fragile!Enough for us orcs to slaughter!" He then raised his weapon and pointed at the Dark Gate.

"!!Horde!"

Woo~~~Woo~~Woo~~~~

The desolate horn sounded, and the endless orcs began to charge towards the dark gates.

Durotan led his Frostwolf clan in the sea of charging men, trying to restrain his own people from slowing down.

"Drakka, Drakka, come here, don't rush too forward, be careful of the baby in your belly!" Drakka is Durontan's wife, a fierce frostwolf orc.

Draka heard her husband's call and reluctantly slowed down. Durotan chased after him and grabbed his wife.

"Listen to me, you follow the people to slow down! I'll rush over to see the situation first!"

As the words fell, Durotan urged his frost wolf and accelerated towards the dark door.

The feeling of walking through the dark door was uncomfortable, like the strange feeling of a body being torn apart for a moment and then healed in an instant. The frostwolf was unsteady and rolled on the ground. Durotan on his back was also thrown off and slammed to the ground, and the smell of earth came to his nose.

Durotan immediately stood up, gasping for air, as did most of the orcs of the various clans around him. He looked at the environment, this is a swamp, how long has he not seen a swamp? how long has it been since he has seen nature? It seems that Gul'dan is not deceiving people, this world is indeed suitable for orcs to live.

Behind him, in the dark portal, groups of orcs appeared, stepping into this strange new world.

The Frostwolf Clan finally collapsed, and Durotan saw at a glance that Drakar was not in a good state, and the feeling of passing through the Dark Gate made her extremely uncomfortable, and then her stomach cramped.

She's going to give birth.

"Drakka, relax, I'll go find the shaman at once!" Durotan looked eagerly at his wife.

"Shaman? I don't think so. A hoarse voice came from behind Durotan, and Gul'dan walked slowly. "This child, born in the New World, means a lot to the tribe, and I will personally bless this child. ”

As soon as Durotan tried to refuse, his wife's screams disrupted his thoughts.

Soon after, the chiefs of the various clans were summoned to the place by Gul'dan, who carried an orc baby in his hand.

"Behold, this is the first orc born in the new world! he heralds the resurgence of the orcs! Now, I will bless him too, the orcs of the new world: Gouyle!" Gul'dan raised his other hand and slowly unleashed evil energy on the baby, whose brown skin turned green under the contamination of the evil energy.

Durotan gritted his teeth and stared straight at Gul'dan, holding his wife without saying a word.

In the Sunwood area of the northern part of Elwyn Forest, a human guard stands on the walls of a fortress that has been expanded into a frontier fortress by Nighttown.

Suddenly the guard noticed something, and there was a cloud of dust in the distance, and the guard picked up the binoculars and looked at it carefully, then he took a deep breath and turned to ring the alarm bell.

"Orcs!! orcs are coming!! light the beacon and prepare to meet the enemy!!"

Bell, bell, bell...

Heavy bells rang throughout the region, and beacon towers were lit, and smoke rose into the sky.

In Stormwind, Ryan, who was sitting on the throne in contemplation, stood up suddenly, and he received a message from the mage.

"Alliance! Enter a state of all-out war immediately! The orcs are coming!"

All the soldiers hurried to their posts, the dwarves began to light the steam tanks, and the scouts flew out of Stormwind with letters on griffons, heading towards the human nations of the north.

Nighttown Fortress, which has been turned into a battlefield.

This is a vanguard of orcs, consisting of a small clan. At this moment, these red-skinned orcs roared angrily, and rushed towards the human walls with the crude weapons in their hands.

"Fire, trebuchet, fire!" one of the squad leaders yelled as he held his musket and shot at the orcs.

Some of the orcs were blown to pieces by the Night Elves' friendly goblin masterpiece "Super Security Bomb" shot by the trebuchet, but most of the orcs rushed to the city under the rain of arrows and muskets, and began to climb the walls and ram the fortress gates.

"Everyone!

Buckets of black, viscous liquid poured down from the walls, drenching the orcs on the wall, and when they found it indestructive, they continued to climb the walls. At this time, the humans on the city wall began to shoot downward, and the scattered sparks immediately turned into violent flames when they touched the liquid, and after a while, they became a sea of fire.

The orcs screamed and tried to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but all efforts were in vain. These flames of black liquid burned as if they would never be extinguished, devouring any life beneath the walls.

In the distance, another cloud of dust was flying, and a human soldier gave a casual glance, then his eyes widened.

It's another force of orcs, but this force is a little different, the orcs are a minority, and most of them are composed of a large fat creature that is more than two meters tall. Most conspicuously of all, a giant-like creature slowly followed the troops. The mountain-like body, with one eye on its head radiating a tyrannical gaze.

Before the battle, the human soldiers all read the pamphlet sent by Hu Feng, the god envoy of the Night Elves, and the big fat man was an ogre, and his power was infinite. The one with two heads is the ogre.

As for the giant like a mountain ...

"Golon!! is Golon!! retreat! Destroy all important information, activate self-destruction explosives! All retreat!"