In his search for that power, Grom ran into a lot of trouble.

In addition to defending against the large army of Night Elves who have been storming the base, they also have to forcibly carve out a path.

Damn Cenarius went out of his way to get greenery, and the whole road was filled with trees.

Therefore, Grom had to resist the Night Elves' attacks while spawning several catapults and forcing a path through the trees.

Following the feeling of that power, they crossed mountains and seas, and also passed through mountains and seas, passed through portals, and killed many satyrs, bear monsters, skeleton warriors, and archers along the way......

Finally!

When he saw the well water, which was protected by a group of satyrs, the previous troll witch doctor excitedly said, "This is it, Hell Roars!" I feel the dark energy emanating from the pool water! ”

"So what are you waiting for? Rush with me! ”

"Filthy orcs, the Lord of the Legion has sent us to protect this well, and you are not worthy to drink the dark water of the well!"

Seeing Grom leading the orcs rushing up, Sartre immediately launched an attack on them.

Grom took the lead: "I don't care who you are, who your boss is, no one can stop me, get out of the way if you know each other!" ”

Naturally, the Sartyrs would not be so obedient, and a medium-sized encounter began.

The battle was unexpectedly hard, but Grom's thirst for victory also caused him to burst out with great strength, and he directly drove the blade storm into Musou mowing mode.

The battle had taken a toll on Grom and his Warsong Clan, but he was thrilled when they had finally cleared Sartre, who was protecting the Well of Chaos.

"This pool exudes tremendous power!"

The witch doctor came forward to inspect it, and immediately dejected, "However, I also smell the stench of demonic curses!" ”

"I've been cursed, if I had to drink this water to defeat Xenarius, I'd drink it!"

At this moment, there is only one thought in Grom's mind, defeat Xenarius!

"No, you can't do that!"

Just then, an orc infantry captain stepped forward to stop him, "That would be against the teachings of the Great Chief, and we must not let anger dominate our minds!" ”

But how could Grom listen to him?

The current scene is almost like the scene before Arthas pulled out the frost sorrow, even Muradin couldn't stop Arthas, how could this orc stop Grom?

Unless Saar himself is here.

It's a pity he's not there.

"No, warrior! We have to take on the challenge that we have never had before!

Now is the time when we need to embrace our anger the most! We must be the embodiment of destruction! ”

Grom turned his head and snarled at the orc earnestly, "It's fate! ”

At this time, Grom had clearly given up on himself.

The curse made him miserable, and the appearance of Xenarius made him anxious to vent, so he ......

He fell to his knees and drank bitterly from the spring.

In a flash.

"Yay! I feel the power again! ”

His skin turned red, and his eyes began to glow bloodthirsty.

Holding the blood roar in his hand tightly, he roared at the rest of the Warsong Clan, "What are you waiting for? Come, my warriors! Drink these waters of darkness and be reborn! ”

As mentioned before, the orcs are basically simple, so when Grom directly ordered, all the orcs of the Warsong Clan drank the water of the Chaos Spring that had been polluted by the boiling blood of Manolos.

Of course, there are exceptions.

The orc infantryman who had spoken to warn him earlier had a little trick.

He saw that Grom, who had drunk the spring water, had become more violent, and did not seem to pay much attention to detail, so he pretended to drink it all when he drank it, but in fact he did not drink it in one gulp.

Sure enough, Grom didn't notice this detail.

Now he just wants to tear Cenarius and his detachment of women to shreds.

"Chief, these elves are attacking too fiercely, they are pressing forward step by step, but their demigod Xenarius is hiding in the depths of the forest, how can we defeat him?"

As soon as he returned to the base, Grom was furious at the orc's report: "Cowardly coward! Bad seeds! ”

He slapped the orc infantryman aside and roared, "Nothing is invincible!" As long as we live, this Xenarius must die! ”

There's nothing more to say next, one word: reckless!

The orcs who drank the blood for the second time were like crazy and attacked the Night Elves.

They are not afraid of life and death.

They followed one after the other.

They are mad.

In the process, the orc infantryman, who had not drunk water before, quietly slipped away from the team while others were not looking.

Sure enough, the orcs, who had fallen into a frenzy, did not notice him leaving.

When he was sure that he wouldn't be noticed, he spread his legs and ran.

He was to report all this to the great chief of the tribe, Sal.

Grom and his Warsong clan have gone mad!

The physical strength of the orc infantry is still very good, and in terms of physical fitness alone, it can definitely be called the first among the four major races of humans, orcs, elves, and immortals.

But even then, it would take a long time to get to where Sal was stationed.

By that time, I'm afraid it's too late.

To his surprise, however, he didn't go far before he encountered a large army.

"How are you an elf again!"

When it became clear that it was a team of huntresses at the head, he was going crazy.

I didn't expect my luck to be so bad that I actually hit the enemy's lair headlong.

Without saying a word, he turned his head and ran, but with a whoosh, three arrows shot directly into the open space in front of him, and the body of the arrows was still shaking.

Obviously, the other party was just a warning, and he didn't really intend to kill him.

Otherwise, he would have been a corpse by now.

It was the High Elves of the first regiment who shot the arrows, and the huntress went crazy when they saw him, rushing to tear him to shreds as they did when they saw Thrall for the first time.

"Wait!"

Just then, an orc infantry captain spoke, stopping the huntress, "Is that you?" Forehead that sand mosa! ”

When the infantry captain heard this, he immediately turned his head and was surprised to see the orc infantry mixed with humans and elves, "Brooks, is that you?" ”

"It's really you, Forehead Nasa Ran!"

After recognizing the other party's identity, the orc veteran looked very happy.

"Oh, you know him? Brooks? ”

Ouyang Chong, the commander of the first regiment, happened to be close to the left, and after hearing the movement, he rushed up.

Fortunately, he arrived in time, otherwise those huntress would not care whether the two sides knew each other or not, and would definitely kill the forehead on the spot.

Ouyang Chong stopped the huntress and turned to the veteran, who he remembered seemed to be called Bloxgar Sarufar, but his companions liked to call him Brox.

He is known because he is an experienced veteran with a high reputation among orc soldiers.

"Yes, Captain Dupont!"

Bloxgar respectfully saluted Ouyang Chong and replied, "He is the infantry captain of the Warsong Clan, and his name is Eshina Sha Meng. ”

Afraid that those night elves couldn't help but make a move again, Bloxgar immediately asked the frontal Sha Bi after answering Ouyang Chong's question, "Sha Bi, what happened?" ”

"It's a big deal, Chief Grom and the Warsong Clan drank the cursed spring, and now everyone is crazy!"

"What?!"