Chapter 131: The Death of Cenarius

Mannoroth, the abyss lord of the Burning Legion, and Tichondrius, the first lord of the Nathrezim clan, the Dreadlord Tichondrius, are now leading a part of the vanguard of the Burning Legion, hiding in a valley in Ashenvale. , and established the Burning Legion's first outpost camp on the Kalimdor continent here.

"Tichondrius! Are you sure that what we did before will work? Those orcs, are they really stupid enough to be fooled and drink the spring water mixed with my blood again?"

Mannoroth said in a low voice, staring at the little bug in front of him in a low-pitched growl-like tone, the abyss lord was not used to the behavior of these dreadlords. Because, he is more willing to fight, kill, and slaughter the enemy with real swords and guns, to use the enemy's blood to stain his blade and strong body red, to use the enemy's wailing and dying screams when they fail Come and compose your own victorious movement!

Instead of being like this now, I am actually hiding behind the scenes with this little bug like the fearful demon king! These methods are completely out of the way of his abyss lord. He, Mannoroth, is a powerful vanguard of the Burning Legion. Compared with now, he is more eager to slaughter the enemy and drink the blood of the enemy!

"Mannoroth, just relax for now! I'm sure those orcs will drink it! Even if they know what the spring water is? But now, they have to do that. Hehe... ..."

"If they don't drink the well water, then the orcs waiting for them will only have a dead end! Those night elves and that powerful forest demigod Cenarius will never spare their orcs lightly!"

The dreaded demon king Tichondrius smiled sinisterly, and these orcs rushed to Kalimdor without saying hello, and even came to the door of the night elves.

Now, the stupid orcs not only cut down a large number of giant trees in the forest, trying to settle here for a long time, but also killed many night elves and other creatures in the forest. How could those night elves tolerate their orcs just like this in Ashenvale, which they regard as their back garden? trouble here? Not to mention wanting to settle here! Beside the couch, how can you allow other people to sleep soundly? What's more, it's still a group of bloodthirsty and evil orc tribes? The night elves will definitely not fail to understand this!

Therefore, Tichondrius believes that the dispute between the two sides is just the beginning now, and what he needs to do is to add another fire to the two sides who are fighting, so that the disadvantaged orcs can get a chance to regain the balance , and then... Before the arrival of the army of the Burning Legion, they only need to slowly watch both sides consume their strength!

"And if the orcs drink the well water, the endless anger, rage, and bloodthirsty power will overwhelm their little reason! At that time, they who have gained great power will fight against the dark night." The elves fought inextricably, and when they were both wounded and could no longer take care of other things, presumably, our great Lord Archimonde,

He has also led the powerful Burning Legion across the sea... Hehehe..."

Tichondrius is very satisfied with his plan this time. This is a naked conspiracy. He just threw the spring water mixed with the blood of the Abyss Demon King there so nakedly. It’s fine if the orcs don’t know about it. But when they got the news and went there, after finding the well water, did they orcs have any other options?

"At that time, our Burning Legion doesn't even need to expend too much effort, we can easily clean up these orcs who are seriously injured and those damned night elves!"

Tichondrius had to patiently explain to the huge and restless Abyss Demon Lord Mannoroth standing in front of him.

This time they came to Kalimdor to set up a vanguard outpost, and the elite troops of the legion led by the two of them were not too many. After all, stealthily opening the portal to send legionnaires over cannot cause too much noise, otherwise it will lose its meaning.

But when they came here, they found that something embarrassing happened to them... In the ashen valley in front of them, whether it was the orcs who were making trouble here, or the beastmen who had been living here for ten thousand years No matter which side the night elves are on, they probably have the ability to easily deal with them, the vanguard of the Burning Legion!

Therefore, when Tichondrius discovered that the orcs were constantly at odds with the night elves due to the deforestation of the forest, and caused a lot of casualties, a small conspiracy soon began to brew in the heart of the Dreadlord... …He waited patiently until now, when he saw that the orc was defeated by the demigod and the night elf, unable to resist, Tichondrius finally felt that the time was ripe!

Therefore, he joined forces with the abyss lords to attack. These two powerful demons led an equally powerful elite army, and soon attacked a small village of night elves. After killing all the night elves in the vicinity, and convincing Mannoroth to pollute the well with blood, he disguised himself as a troll wizard, found and informed the orc warrior of the Warsong clan, and told him , somewhere there is a spring with infinite power, and that spring is the key to their victory over the night elves!

Tichondrius believed that those orcs would drink the well water according to his plan, because they had reasons to do so! In this way, the vanguards of their legion don't need to do any dangerous things anymore, they just need to stay in the camp obediently, try to hide themselves as much as possible, and sit and watch those night elves and orcs go shopping endlessly That's it!

"Tichondrius, I hope you are right...Otherwise, once I miss the opportunity to fight, I will probably cut you in half first, and then go to crush those damn elves and those useless orcs! "

Mannoroth waved his huge long-handled halberd impatiently, and kept trampling the ground under his feet with his four hooves. Under the influence of the evil energy on his body, the weeds around those footprints also began to slow down. Slowly withering, the evil energy in this abyss lord's body is really too powerful and violent!

Thousands of years ago, it was those damned elves who defeated and exiled the once invincible Burning Legion, and shamed the Burning Legion! But now, the enemy from ten thousand years ago was right in front of him, but he, Mannoroth, couldn't go forward to take revenge and kill, which made him very irritable!

If it weren't for this dreadlord being sent by Master Archimonde to assist him, and if it wasn't for the fact that this little bug's plan seemed so reliable, he might have led the vanguards of the legion to rush out, and those damned The night elves fought bloody battles!

"Hmph! Stupid guy!"

Dreadlord Tichondrius looked gloomyly at the abyss lord Mannoroth who turned and left, this idiot with no power! Knowing how to fight and kill, doesn't he know that the few demon vanguards in front of him are the only ones who have reached Kalim's continent? Under such circumstances, other than sending death and exposing the existence of the Burning Legion, and making those night elves aware and prepared, what is the use of fighting casually?

It's a pity that what Tichondrius, the dreadlord, doesn't know is that in this timeline, because of the big bomb that Little Annie unintentionally set, the night elves who should have been woken up all of a sudden The Archdruid Malfurion, who was still sleeping in the Emerald Dream, made the other party take a boat ahead of time and go to the eastern continent to investigate the situation.

Now, the night elves not only know that the Burning Legion has returned to the world of Azeroth, but also know the basic situation of the undead Scourge troops under the Burning Legion. By now, Malfurion may have begun to awaken a large number of druids, and Tyrande is also preparing to mobilize the entire night elves before the battle...

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Grom Hellscream led the warriors of the Warsong clan under his command to the place of Ashenvale. This is where the troll witch doctor they met led them. They finally found this place... However, after After killing a group of goat-horned monsters that looked very similar to night elves, they were now silent around this well that was truly full of energy.

Except for the new generation of orcs, almost all the orcs present knew what was in the well... The mysterious troll witch doctor did not deceive them. The well water in front of them might really be The opportunity for them orcs to defeat those strong elves. As long as he drank them, Grom, the chieftain of the Warsong clan, even had the confidence to fight against that powerful forest demigod again!

It's just... the well is an evil poison at the same time... Once the Warsong clan drinks from the well again, the curse they were so hard-pressed to escape will haunt them again...or...they will be cursed again Devil's control!

Because, in this well water, there are things they used to be very familiar with! Because, in this well water, the blood of evil demons was mixed with it! But Grom had to admit that it... was indeed full of infinite power, and it could allow the Warsong clan to defeat the elves and get out of the immediate predicament!

"Chief?"

"Is the chief crazy? Still staring at this evil thing and refusing to leave?"

"Hush! Keep your voice down! It's not big or small!"

...

"Hey, chief, what are you doing here?"

"I don't know...maybe...the chief may still want to drink this stuff?"

"Still drinking?!"

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"Captain! Why are you so afraid of this well water?"

"Because... this is the blood of the devil!"

"..."

Unlike the orc warriors who were restless, confused, frightened, or whispering among themselves, Grom Hellscream just squinted his eyes at the well, and remained silent for a while. Now, he is think……

No orc warrior would know what the chief of their Warsong clan is thinking now, why is he still staying here, why is he still staring at that evil well and refuses to leave? Haven't their orcs been tortured enough by this kind of thing? Now it's finally getting rid of this evil thing!

Finally, after a while, Grom sighed deeply, took two big steps forward, reached out and picked up a big wooden spoon, and resolutely scooped up the first scoop from the well. water. Then, he turned around abruptly, looking at the warriors of the Warsong clan who were so frightened by his actions that they retreated a few steps.

"Brothers and sisters of the Warsong clan! Brave and tenacious warriors!"

Grom paused for a moment, and after taking another look at the large wooden spoon and the ladle of well water in it, he resolutely looked up at the warriors of the clan in front of him again.

"Don't worry, I'm not crazy. My mind is very clear now! I know... what I'm doing now; I also know... what this well water in my hand is; I I know better... once I drink it again, what will happen to me in the end!"

Grom paused, glanced at the well again, and took another deep breath.

"But brothers and sisters, warriors of the Warsong clan, believe me, we! We have no choice now!"

Grom stopped again, and his eyes began to scan the faces of the warriors of the Warsong clan below one by one, looking at the faces that were immature, ferocious, vicissitudes, or full of war scars. Face……

"In the last few days, I'm afraid you have also discovered the battles with those strange night elves in the forest. They are not the kind of high elves we have seen. They are taller and more powerful than those high elves in the Eastern Kingdom. Stronger, of course, and more savage!"

"Although I really don't want to say it, but now we have to admit that even though we orcs are brave and never afraid of sacrifice, we still have no way to defeat them easily... What's more, among them, there is that A mighty, invulnerable demigod of the forest—that monster as tall as a mighty stag!"

"We have proven it many times. Even if I use the most powerful blow, I can't cut through the mysterious defense on it. Countless of our brave warriors fell around it. Those warriors...they are no longer Couldn't stand up..."

Having said that, Grom stopped, as if he was missing those Warsong clan warriors who charged with him, regardless of their lives, and rushed towards the demigod... They are all noble orcs, brave and fearless warriors ...It's a pity that in the end, they hated each other's feet one after another. Their charges and punches seemed so ridiculous and meaningless in the eyes of the demigod...

"Believe me now, our orc tribe has no way out!"

Grom Hellscream suddenly pointed to the east with his other free finger, and then continued to say in a sad and angry tone:

"On the other side of the sea, on the eastern continent, I am afraid that it has been completely captured by the undead and demons. Whether it is the Portal of Darkness or the planet Draenor, it has also been destroyed! We all know that we may never Can not go back……"

"We no longer have a home in Draenor, and the fertile Nagrand prairie has been destroyed by the power of demons! We can never go back! And now, here, the soon-to-be-built Ogri Ma is our new home! This land is our new home!"

"If our battle with those elves continues to retreat like before, believe me, warriors of the Warsong clan! Before long, our new city, Orgrimmar, will also be destroyed by those savages. Destroyed by the elves, our warriors will all be beheaded by them one by one on the way back to the coast, and in the end...all our women, children and elders who have no ability to resist will also be ruthlessly driven into the sea by them, Become a delicacy for fish and shrimp..."

"At that time, we orcs, our tribe will collapse under the enemy's soldiers just like Orgrimmar is under construction, and will no longer exist in this world of Azeroth! At that time, We orcs will be reduced to ridiculous losers, and will be spurned and forgotten by the entire world of Azeroth!"

"Tell me! Warriors of the Warsong Clan, are you willing to see such a result? Tell me! Warriors of the Warsong Clan, do you agree to such an ending?"

At the end, Grom Hellscream began to growl, and what he said were all bloody facts! If the new tribe doesn't try to change, and doesn't try to defeat those elves, what he just said will be the final outcome of the orcs!

"No!"

"I don't want to!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

"Kill those night elves!"

"Get rid of that damned four-legged demigod!"

"lar!"

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"Warriors of the Warsong Clan! I have seen your courage, that's right! Our Warsong Clan, all our orcs, we never lack the courage to fight the enemy, we have endless courage!"

Grom reached out to signal and stopped the warriors from shouting.

"We have never feared any enemy! Whether he is an elf or a human; whether the opponent is a gronn or an ogre; we have raided the kingdom of the arakkoa; we have also wiped out the tiger people's lair; our Warsong clan even Invading the heart of the ogre empire, and they have nothing against us! No one can question the courage of our orcs!"

"But! Today, if we want to defeat these new enemies, courage alone is not enough! We also need strength! More powerful strength!"

After finishing speaking, Grom first took the big wooden spoon in his hand and drank the well water in one gulp. Then, he forcibly endured the boundless power and violent anger that began to emerge from his body, and used his red-hot He looked at the orc team with both eyes, and stretched the big wooden spoon in front of them.

"I know that drinking these will have terrible consequences... But! For the rebirth of the tribe, for the survival of the orcs in this world, we have no choice now! Someone must make a sacrifice for this! If, drink After downloading these things, if you are destined to be tortured by the curse for life, then, for the sake of the tribe! I hope that the person who sacrificed... will be me!"

Seeing that Grom, the chief of his own clan, set an example first, other orc warriors of the Warsong clan also stepped forward, grabbed the spoon and began to drink the well water, and those who did not grab the spoon, even They simply rushed to the edge of the well, and directly picked up the evil water that they had previously regarded as poison...

Grom, their chieftain, was right! For the new tribe, for Great Chief Thrall, and for other orcs to survive in this beautiful world of Azeroth, some of them must make sacrifices!

After drinking the well water contaminated by the blood of demons, so what if they are cursed for life? So what if they become slaves to the devil again? They have no regrets about the choice they made today!

All of this, as Chief Grom said, is for the Horde! If you want to give hope to other clansmen, you must first crush your own strength and turn it into the power to defeat the enemy!

"For the Horde! Target: Elven camp! Attack! Warriors!"

After all the warriors of the Warsong clan drank the well water of the blood of demons, and when they saw the warsong warriors in front of them, whose bodies were swollen and gasping for breath, they were ready, Finally, Grom could no longer suppress the growing anger and destructive desire in his heart, and waved his hand violently in the direction of the elf camp. A group of orc warriors of the Warsong clan who drank the blood of the demons all bowed their heads. With a roar, he quickly drilled into the dense forest...

Now, they are full of strength, endless anger and desire for destruction, eager to find those night elves to vent their anger!

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Except for those warriors of the Warsong clan who drank the blood of demons, perhaps no one knows what happened there that day...

When the great chieftain Thrall of the new tribe and the chieftain Kane Bloodhoof of the tauren left the camp and passed the battlefield of Ashenvale in search of the prophetic rod made by Madison, what they saw was nothing but Cang Yi's battlefield, the shattered corpses of elven sentinels, countless night sabers that were split in half by a huge force, and which one, which is extremely huge, is still exuding a lot of natural power... the demigod's remnant body... …

"Mother Earth... What happened here? Even the most powerful king of the forest, even the demigod Cenarius, fell here?"

As an indigenous creature, the Tauren Kane certainly recognized the powerful half-human, half-deer creature lying on the ground and not moving. The force of nature constantly leaking from his body made the ground around his corpse full of circles. Beautiful flowers... He is the legitimate son of Elune, the moon god, and Malorne, the demigod. Among the gods of the wilderness, Cenarius is one of the most powerful demigods!

But now, the honest and honest tauren Kane couldn't believe his own eyes. This incomparably powerful existence, the omnipotent demigod in the forest, died here inexplicably like this? How is this possible? Who on earth has the power to kill a demigod? Moreover, judging from the appearance of the wound and the messy battlefield around it, it seems that the orcs did it?

"I'm afraid, we will be in big trouble! Chief Kane, maybe, after we find the Prophet, I still need your tauren's help..."

Unlike the tauren Kane who first checked the corpses of the demigods, Great Chief Thrall first checked the corpses of the orc warriors. From the corpses of the few Warsong clan orc warriors left at the scene, as well as the breath on their bodies. Look, Thrall knows that the orc tribe may really be in big trouble this time!

The Warsong clan led by Grom Hellscream, they... actually drank the blood of the devil again! Are they crazy? Moreover, now he actually killed a demigod of the night elves?

You know, Thrall is preparing to find the Prophet with the tauren chief Kane, intending to follow the Prophet's arrangement and form an alliance with the night elves and humans to jointly resist the coming Burning Legion and the Scourge of the Undead!

But now? You, Grom, actually killed that demigod without saying a word? What the hell is going on? Maybe, from now on, the orcs of the new tribe will fight endlessly with the night elves, the snakes here! How can we form an alliance to resist the Burning Legion together?

During the short period of time he had been in contact with the tauren Kane, he, Thrall, had a comprehensive understanding of the power of the night elves from the tauren elder! These troops who have been entangled with the orcs here in Ashenvale for so long are just a small group of border sentinels and a demigod. There is no sign of being dispatched at all!

This is great, he, Thrall, was careless, and Grom's Warsong clan made such a big deal out of him!

As a new generation of orcs, Chief Thrall couldn't understand. Are all orcs really so powerful after drinking the blood of demons? Grom can easily kill the forest demigod who trains night elves? If he didn't know that the side effects of the devil's blood were too great, he, Thrall, would even secretly want to drink a couple of sips...

"Well, Chief Thrall, if you need it, we tauren will definitely try our best to help you."

Although he didn't know why Thrall would say such words, after looking at the corpse of the demigod Cenarius in silence for a while, the tauren chief Kane? Bloodhoof finally nodded and agreed to the other party's request for assistance.

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Due to the rotation of the planet, the time difference between the two hemispheres in the same planet is different. Of course, the planet Azeroth also has a time difference.

So, when the sun was shining on Kalimdor in the western continent, Grom's Warsong clan drank the blood of the demon, successfully killed the demigod Cenarius, and ran around planning to continue to trouble the night elves , on the eastern continent, it was already late at night.

Little Annie, who fought with Archimonde for a day and threw hundreds of super spells at him, has now entered a deep sleep. She urgently needs enough sleep to relieve herself from the excessive Mental fatigue caused by casting spells.

"...Hehehe...I found you...little girl...I am the monster in your nightmare..."

While Annie was sleeping soundly, suddenly, a low and hoarse voice sounded in her mind, and then, she was also pulled into a dark dream at the same time.

"..."

Little Annie didn't say anything, even in a dream, she still felt very sleepy, her eyelids were half drooping, and she seemed half awake, she was very angry now!

She was sleeping in the royal palace in the Flame Canyon just now, sleeping comfortably, when she was sleeping comfortably, who would have thought that this thing would come again... Could it be that it doesn't eat beatings? Or, the last time I hit it, it didn't hurt enough? How dare you come this time? It really doesn't want to die?

"...I am your waking dream..."

That voice continued, completely ignoring Annie's half-drooped eyes and the icy coldness in her half-opened pupils.

"K'Suen! You dare to disturb my sleep again... I'll just ask you once, do you really want to die?"

Since this Ke'suen dared to come, little Annie felt that after she rested for a few days, she seemed to be able to take some time to lead her army of flames, and kill these bastards who only harassed her to sleep first.

Otherwise, she really couldn't bear this bastard coming to him several times a day! You know, what annoys little Annie the most is that others are disturbing her to sleep!

"..."

Yogg-Saron was taken aback when he heard the little girl mention C'Thun's name.

It turned out that that troubled brother of C'Suen actually came to touch this little girl? I don't know if it has successfully corrupted her? And if he continues to make moves now, will he be suspected of overreaching?

Yogg-Saron hesitated, it didn't make any more noise, it was considering...wondering whether it should make another move? If this little girl is really Ke'sun's intended target, if he continues to do this, it will easily lead to conflicts! As a human hand, you can't stretch your hand too long, and it's the same with being an ancient god! Although, the hands of their bodies are actually very long.

"Huh? It's not the weird guy with many eyes in C'Thun? It's replaced by you, the ugly monster with countless big mouths? Ha! Didn't your mother teach you? You look so ugly , coming out casually will scare the children!"

After casually breaking the opponent's shady disguise, Annie discovered the opponent's true form. It turned out that this was another similar thing! She was still wondering just now, thinking that the guy named Kesuen was really not afraid of death!

The thing that is displayed in Annie's mind now is a different thing. It has a huge ugly mouth full of sharp teeth, and there are countless small mouths on the head and tentacles that are exactly the same as Ke's. The disgusting tentacle monster similar to Suen also looks very similar to the Kesuen from last time. They must be in the same group, right?

"...I am Yogg-Saron...I am the Demon with Many Faces...Tremble in my true form..."

Although being shot by the little girl broke the pretense of distraction, Yogg-Saron didn't admit it.

Originally, it was still hesitating whether to continue to attack the little girl, but after hearing her harsh remarks, it became angry! Therefore, it decided that even if it really crossed the line, even if it was hated by Ke'suen, it would take her down and punish her first!

"Hey... how dare you do this! I think, you must have never contacted your brother Csuen, right? Didn't it tell you not to come and disturb my sleep?"

Little Annie tilted her head, looked at the monster in front of her a little, and didn't see that it was much more powerful than the Ke'suen last time... Then why did it dare to come to her place to be a monster casually?

Or, didn't the C'Thun last time warn it at all? Or are they both hostile? Deliberately fooling it to come here?

Anyway, little Anne has hated them both now, one is called Ke'thun and the other is called Yogg-Saron, very good! Little Annie knows that there will always be a time to settle accounts, but don't let her know where their families live!

"...surrender before the god of death..."

Yogg-Saron turned a deaf ear to little Annie's warnings. Every time the ancient gods whispered (chanted) to a certain creature, the opponent always resisted very fiercely at first.

Whether it is constant warnings or harsh words, or death threats, it has seen a lot! In the end, those beings will always succumb one by one, including the guardians of the titans! Even those guardians were chanted by them until they had a nervous breakdown and were controlled by their ancient gods. What is this little demigod girl now?

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you monsters anymore, I will continue to sleep in a while! It's better to clean up you quickly, please remember, her name is Annie! I will definitely go there when I am free. I'm looking for you to drink tea and chat!"

At this moment, little Annie has written down the names of C'Thun last time and Yogg-Saron this time in her little notebook. Then, she raised her hand, opened her palm and aimed at Yogg-Saron's distraction...

"!!!"

Just when Yogg-Saron was about to continue chanting, he suddenly realized that the little girl had changed her posture in an instant. It was a kind of... boundless darkness, pure darkness... It almost thought it saw the darkness. Jun!

"Dark Priest!"

A beam of pitch-black and huge dark energy shot towards the opponent in an instant. While crushing the opponent's distraction, it also hit the opponent's body... Annie is already very experienced in dealing with this kind of monster, after all The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, this time, it can be accepted by it! hum! Dare to disturb yourself to sleep? One day I want them to look good!

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The Northrend Arctic Continent, which is far above the North Pole, suddenly experienced an inexplicable earthquake, causing the entire Northrend Continent to start shaking slightly. The earthquake came and went quickly.

The native creatures here didn't know what happened just now, they all thought it was just a normal earthquake. Only a sleeping guardian dragon in Wyrmrest Temple raised its head slightly, and looked in the direction of Ulduar suspiciously, as if... it was a big guy who was imprisoned just now... Hurting And struggled for a little while? Is this... an illusion?