Chapter Seventy-Six: The Burning Legion
"Drink it, it's going to give you so much power, you're going to love it. Gul'dan bewitched Kargas and Rered.
Kargas glanced at Gul'dan, and without much hesitation, he directly picked up a skull and filled it with a spoonful of green demon blood, and then drank it directly. Red stood aside and waited for Kargas to change, and all the orcs had their eyes on Kargas.
After drinking the green demon's blood, Kargas raised his head to the sky and roared, and an inexplicable force erupted in his body. Originally, he was only equivalent to a totem general, but after drinking the blood of the demons, his strength began to skyrocket, and he soon broke through to the first level of the War Emperor. But there was no sign of stopping, and it continued to skyrocket, and it didn't stop until the 6th level of the War Emperor.
The demon's blood had increased Kargas's strength by seven or eight levels, and now Kargas only felt that his whole body was full of strength and there was nowhere to vent, and it was not easy to suppress his irritable energy. Kargas got down on one knee and made a most respectful salute to Kil'Gardan, before saying, "I, Kargas Bladefist, lead the Broken Hand Clan in swearing allegiance. After speaking, Kargas directly pulled out his long knife and cut off his left palm directly.
This is a tradition of the Broken Hand Clan, where after they swear to follow someone, they collectively amputate a hand, which is where their Broken Hand Clan name comes from. After seeing his chief's broken hands, the sound of drawing knives sounded behind him, followed by a bloody scene of broken hands.
More than 20,000 strong orcs, along with their chieftain, cut off their left hand. After Kargas drank the demon's blood, Red hesitated for a moment and stepped forward to pick up the bone bowl filled with the demon's blood. Drinking the blood of the demons and feeling the intoxicating power, Red also let out a long howl, and then swore allegiance to Kil'Gardan.
Unlike the Broken Hand Clan, the Blackstone Clan does not have the custom of destroying their own bodies as a sign of allegiance. And the Blackstone clan used to be very powerful, only because the number of clans was decreasing day by day, and finally withdrew from the status of the first clan of the orc tribe. But in fact, the combat power of the Blackstone Clan is still very strong. If it weren't for the desire to restore the FΓΉ Clan's former glory, Red Black Hand would not want to join the Burning Legion.
After all, the first two leaders of the first orc clan were all from the Blackstone clan, one was the famous hero of the tribe, Orgrimmar, and the other was the somewhat mysterious Blackhan. At that time, the Blackstone clan could be said to be in full swing, but later after continuous conquest and some internal reasons, the Blackstone clan gradually withdrew from the historical stage and moved into the mountains on the side of the Orc Plain. A black stone tower was erected and rested inside.
That is until Gul'dan finds the current chief of the Blackstone Clan, Red Black Hand. and told him that he could bring him infinite power and help the Blackstone Clan return to the top, so Red came. After seeing the skyrocketing strength of Kargas, Red couldn't stand the ** of the power and drank the demon's blood.
"Welcome to the Burning Legion, now, we need to establish a base first, Guldan, do you have anything good to build?" Kilgardan asked.
"Forgot to tell you, mighty Kil'Gardan. In addition to the allegiance of the orcs, I have a surprise for you. The Blood Elves have also expressed their willingness to join our team, and they are willing to give up their habitat to you as a rear headquarters. Gul'dan said with a smile.
"You really didn't disappoint me, where are they. β
"On an island in the Endless Sea to the north of the continent, the location is very good, you will know it then. The island is called Queldanus, and as for their leader, I have told him to wait for us over there. Gul'dan continued.
"Then, Akmund, you set up camp here until I take over the island of Queldanus. I'll build the portal, Gul'dan, what is the name of this place? Kilgardan asked.
"Mount Hyjal. β
Kilgardan and Gugar departed by boat, while Akmund commanded a group of demons to build a base with the help of orcs. The people in the center of the continent did not expect that soon, a new natural disaster would come.
In the Royal Totem Academy, Lin Yue was in Uther's office at this time to ask some questions he had encountered in the recent cultivation battle, and Uther also answered them for him.
"Your light swordsmanship is very fast, and that sword is very beautiful in today's competition. Uther said.
"It happened to be used, I couldn't find the feeling of swinging a sword before, and I didn't know how to use it during today's game. Lin Yue said helplessly.
"That's the essence of the Sword of Light, you memorize every style, and then think and try it in battle. Only after countless battles can you temper the true light sword technique, and only when you comprehend the true light sword technique, can you touch the essence of the holy light and perceive the existence of the holy seal. Uther explained to Lin Yue.
"Well, I see, but I urgently need to learn a lot of basics about totems right now, and I don't have a chance to fight for the time being. Lin Yue said.
"Soon, there will be. After our school's own exchange competition once a semester, it will soon be an exchange competition between our college and several other colleges. In short, you can rest assured that there will be no shortage of opportunities to fight. Uther said with a smile. He didn't know that there would be a lot of opportunities to fight in the near future, and the opportunity to fight all the time.
Lin Yue got the answer he wanted, didn't linger too long, and left the office. And in the holy land of the elves, Darasus, where the Well of Eternity and the World Tree are located. The Elven King is casting a spell and spying on the heavens.
Suddenly, his figure was stunned, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person's face suddenly became extremely pale. "Something big, something big. The Elven King muttered to himself.
The guards outside the door heard something unusual inside and hurried in to check. Seeing the elf king spitting blood from his mouth, he sat on the ground and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up. The Elven King froze, and said to one of the guards, "Hurry up and call an emergency meeting, immediately." β
Hearing the Elf King's stern tone, the guards hurriedly ran out of the room. The elf king, who had regained his vitality, thought back to the heavenly opportunity he had just spied on, and he was in a cold sweat. Originally, I thought that it was only Nasus who had awakened, but I didn't expect that a more powerful enemy had already come to the Totem Continent. Soon it will invade, and the scene of life and soul is unimaginable.
All the royal members of the elven clan soon gathered together, and the elven king said with some heaviness, "The war is about to start, I don't know if my elf clan can survive in this troubled world." β
"Wang, what the hell is going on, so strict. β
"Nasus's awakening is just the beginning, there are already more powerful enemies coming to the Totem Continent, and there are already two demons who are not under me who have passed through the portal. And they seem to have persuaded some of the races of the Totem Continent to join their invasion team, and I think a big war will break out soon. The Elf King said worriedly.
"And what are we going to do?" asked one of the elves.
"Inform all the patriarchs of the great families of the human race, as well as the dwarves, the leaders of the orcs. In the name of my Elven King, I invite them to convene a continental conference, and if we want to face these powerful invaders, we can only unite the forces of the entire continent. The Elven King said.
"What if they don't want to join us?"
"No, this time the invaders are extraordinary, and it is impossible to compete with them with the strength of one or two races alone. You take my tokens and invite them separately, believing that their patriarchs and chieftains will give the old man a face. After speaking, the elf king threw out more than a dozen wooden cards, which were all tokens made by him.