Red was so uncomfortable with the feeling at his feet, this constant vanity and shaking, as if he was going to vomit even the overnight meal.

In fact, this has been going on for quite some time now. From the day the Great Chief declared defeat.

Red slammed his fist on the armrest, and the deep depression showed his anger and unwillingness.

The Dragonroar Clan is back, but the one who came to the Tirisfal Glade with them is also the Alliance. Despite the Horde's prowess and skill, there was no way to break through Lordaeron's defenses while the enemy was on their backs.

Eventually, the tribe had no choice but to temporarily abandon Lordaeron and retreat south. Enraged, Orgrim blames Gul'dan for all this, and sends his lieutenant, Red Blackhand, and his Blacktooth Laugh and Dragoons under his command to pursue Gul'dan and bring his head back.

Looking at the dragons whizzing over the fleet, Red's eyes burned with fire. Gul'dan, must die!

Bang!

There was a roar in the sky, and the dull thunder seemed to have appeared something that even nature was afraid of.

Looking at the dragons who were constantly whispering in fear, Red looked disdainful: "Sure enough, it's a beast, but it's just thunder, and I'm so scared that I'm about to pee my pants." ”

"Brother, I'm afraid this is not ordinary thunder. On the side, Red's biological brother looked a little uneasy.

Although the other party is his only living relative, because Maim failed to withstand the 'edification' of evil energy when he was a child, his intelligence has been slightly affected. Therefore, Red has always looked down on this brother of his.

"It's just a little louder......" Red looked disdainful, but before he could finish speaking, a huge wave suddenly crashed into the hull of the ship.

"Waste, keep your balance!" Ryder angrily scolded the panicked helmsmen as he gripped the armrest.

It was obviously useless, and the successive rough waves crashed into the ship again and again, and the violent shaking made the sailors constantly let out a cry of panic, as if they were in danger of capsizing at any moment.

Just when the entire fleet was in chaos, something even more jaw-dropping happened.

Chirp!

The dim sky was suddenly torn apart by a green beam of light from the depths of the broken beach, illuminating the entire beach like the sun.

However, before Red and his party could come to their senses, after a brief pause, an invisible impact swept through the air with a furious whistling.

Red's eyes widened instantly, and he immediately shouted at everyone, "Quick! Cut down the mast!"

Boom ——!

It was too late for him to order, but the unstoppable force of the Scourge helped him.

The terrifying impact easily broke the mast that the two were hugging together, and at the same time set off a terrifying wave dozens of meters high on the sea, and even the dragon in the air screamed and fled in all directions. Almost instantly, nearly half of the ships were drowned in the tsunami, and hundreds of orcs wailed and screamed in the waves.

No matter how strong the body is, in front of nature, it seems so weak and insignificant.

Fortunately, this wide-ranging shock came and went quickly.

When the panic of the sea subsided, Red grabbed the handrail and stood up from the deck tremblingly: "What the hell is this?"

"Yes, it's from the beach, ...... vomit" Not far away, Maim was holding a bucket and wanted to bury his head in it, "We, shall we go up?"

"Yes, of course. Despite the worry and fear of the unknown in his heart, Red did not allow his subordinates to be afraid, let alone his own fear, "Save the people who can be saved, I want to see what is on it!"

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The smoke and dust in the sky finally settled, and the pitch-black winged demon slowly waved its wings and slowly landed.

Above, a large hole casts a corner of the dim sky into the hall. On the edge of the shatter, dots of green embers spread and swam in the scorched marks, as if they were still reminiscing about the terrifying power that had just destroyed the world.

However, even with this level of attack, Lanlos knew that Gul'dan was not dead.

But he is not in a hurry, a mere Gul'dan is just an ant for him now. For him, the most important thing now is the one in his arms.

Tightening the girl's breath, which was still weak, Lanlos raised his hand and waved towards the spider silk in the center. The scorching flames rose from the ground, and under the licking of the evil fire, the cobwebs melted like snow in the blazing sun, at a speed visible to the naked eye. Amazingly, the flames filled with the aura of destruction did not hurt the elves inside in the slightest.

"What happened?"

"We, where is this?"

......

The stamina of the toxin and evil energy invasion had not yet subsided, and the elven rangers were all dizzy, supporting each other to stand up with difficulty.

Bang!

The hoof-like legs that burned with pitch-black flames slammed into the ground, and the irresistible feeling of oppression surged like a tidal wave, engulfing everyone in an instant. The entire space fell silent, and a dozen pairs of eyes full of fear and horror trembled towards the terrifying body of the winged demon.

As the air of despair began to rise, the demon bent down and placed the elven girl wrapped in a thick magical barrier in front of them.

Before the rangers could bring the confusion and shock on their faces through their chapped and pale mouths, Lanlos raised his finger and made a simple swipe towards the air, to put it mildly.

Whoa!

The familiar dim electric light flickered across his fingertips, and almost in the blink of an eye, a dark vortex that shimmered with a glimmer of light appeared beside him. Rays of light gradually intertwined, and soon a noble and magnificent golden scene was reflected. Despite the vague anomaly, everyone present knew that place, Silvermoon City.

"Take her with you and get out of here. ”

The surging chaotic magic changed his voice, low and hoarse to the extreme, like a demon from the Nine Shadows.

Under this choking coercion, no one dared to respond, let alone refuse. Despite the doubts and confusion in their eyes, they still followed the other party's orders and carried the seriously injured elf girl to the portal.

Seeing the elves in the clouds disappear, Lanlos looked up at the broken ceiling, his eyes burning like flames revealing endless entanglements and complexities. After a brief pause and silence, he waved his wings and slowly lifted into the air on a storm of chaos and destruction.

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Airplanes!

There was a flash of light in the air, and the unkempt Gul'dan fell to the ground, gulping for a breath of fresh air outside the cemetery. His anxious face was full of trepidation and fear.

"My lord, what's going on inside? Are you alright?" Around him, the orcs who had been frightened by the impact just now and fled in all directions finally found their main bones and converged towards his location.

The further compressed environment and the panicked questions of his companions detonated Guldan's brain, and he waved his arms vigorously and shouted back to everyone: "Don't stop me, get out, get out of here!

After all, he is still the mastermind of the Shadow Council, and even if he is unwilling, the orcs still dare not obey. Seeing that his subordinates had gathered at the gate of the temple, Guldan ran away without saying a word.

Thundered......

The loud sound of thunder became heavier and heavier. In the green flash that pierced the sky, the orcs saw the pitch-black figure that had climbed high into the sky, the wings that covered the sky and the sun, as if they were going to engulf everyone and the whole island in one fell swoop!

Seeing these orcs stop in unison, Lanlos had no idea of mercy, and raised his arms high, even the sky seemed to be falling because of the power in his hands, and the thick and dim clouds became more and more oppressive and difficult to breathe.

"Whoever stands in my way, die!"

Without giving them a chance to compromise, Lanloth slowly spread his hands, his claws built by chaotic magic embedded deep in the void.

This day, angry.

Boom ——!

More than a dozen huge meteors burst through the sky with a roar, enveloping the fire of destruction that threatened to consume all living creatures and ghosts beneath the sky.

Nine Rings Spell, Rain of Chaos.

Lanloth has come into contact with the Nine Rings Magic Net? No, to be precise, he has already surpassed the Demon Net. The arcane energy flowing through the Twisted Void is far greater than that of Azeroth.

In his ears, the mourning was all over the field, like a demon god descending into the world, Lanlos lowered his head slightly, and looked at the burning earth with those green eyes. At the same time, a dazzling flash of light suddenly erupted in his right eye, and the demons below who were still panicking in the sea of fire suddenly stopped.

After a brief pause, they lunged towards the nearest surviving orc, their hideous faces tearing at the blood and flesh of their 'masters'.

With all of this done, Lanloth turned his gaze expressionlessly to look at the orc warlock who had almost fled to the edge of the beach.

There was no anxiety, the demon just curled up slowly, and its pitch-black wings shook hard, as if even the space was shattered!

Boom!

The speed reached the limit and broke through the sound barrier one after another, and the air that had not had time to escape was severely squeezed and deformed, turning into a roaring storm that spread the scorching fire of evil energy throughout the sky.

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