Chapter 1691 All I Want Is Revenge (Second Update)

I have to say that Anastrian really put a lot of effort into this new nest. In the case of insufficient human resources, it can be said that the organization science has been brought to the extreme.

It's just his poor imagination that limits the construction of the new undercity.

He never imagined that the hundred-meter rock formation, which was an absolute barrier, would be broken in this way.

No matter how many traps he arranges outside the New Undercity, will they be of any use?

They don't go through your trap at all and directly penetrate into the deepest part of your lair. Unless you have a bunch of big dicks hidden in your home and are ready to die together, the Forsaken who participated in the betrayal this time will kneel down.

Seeing the orcs and blood elves descending from the dome of the city that was supposed to be a rock formation, every Forgotten person was frightened by the dumpling-like momentum.

"Ah! Don't kill me! I was kidnapped..." A forgotten person shouted.

Unfortunately, what greeted him was the golden hammer of the Blood Elf Paladin, the sacred golden arrow of the Blood Elf Ranger, and even the giant ax of the Orc warrior.

Hijacked?

Innocent?

Maybe!

But everyone knows that the guy who really has nothing to do with the Great Apothecary Putreis was tricked to death by his new plague during the battle in Scourge City and returned to the Lich King's command.

The rest are either his die-hard accomplices, or at least 'neutral persons' who knew what was happening but did not report it.

It's not that Thrall has never thought of identifying these guys. After all, the tribe still needs the mages of the Forsaken.

Vol'jin reminded him that the orcs' anger at being betrayed could only be extinguished by destruction and death.

No matter what, the Blackstone Clan was betrayed again. This is an ironclad fact.

The last time was the Black Hand Brothers incident twenty years ago.

For the sake of glory, the discipline of the army, and the stability of the tribe, Varok Saurfang, who has already set out for Northrend, will definitely suppress the remaining Blackstone orcs and other orcs from other clans who were tricked in Scourge City that day. .

But every pair of eyes was paying attention to the great chief's every move.

The orcs can allow those who disagree with them to leave, but they will never tolerate such betrayal on the battlefield.

Therefore, the elite assault troops led by the Frostwolf clan were more ruthless than the blood elves.

What's more, you say you are innocent, but at the moment when you declare your betrayal of the tribe, you have the right to move freely in the new undercity. Are you lying?

There are no innocents among the Forsaken who are still in the New Undercity!

When the huge battle ax came down, the bodies of the undead whose muscles had long lost their toughness were torn apart.

The head was split into rotten watermelons, the arms and thighs were severed like broken firewood, and the body was like a rotten rag bag, with the black and dry organs inside falling out...

There were screams and desperate wails everywhere.

The orcs are like this, and so are the blood elves' methods.

There were no surrenders, and all the bodies of the Forsaken were thoroughly mashed. The following blood elf priests and paladins directly sprinkled holy light and holy water to purify all souls that might become resentful spirits.

"Hahaha!" Sylvanas wielded the artifact longbow [Tholidar*Wrath of the Stars], happily killing the Forgotten.

Yes, it is not shooting arrows, but using the almost curved blade structure of the longbow itself to chop down the fleeing Forsaken with machete-like martial arts.

It was directly breached from the inside, and the huge explosion of the Big Explosion Force collapsed many passages. The Forgotten Ones ran around like blind flies, and then were hacked to death by the overtaking coalition forces.

"No! Chief, don't kill me, I can work for you..." Putres, the captured royal pharmacist, screamed.

"Serve? Go to hell and serve as a slave to your betrayed fellow tribesmen for hundreds of millions of years to atone for your sins!" In front of the accompanying giant magician, and under the full live broadcast of the magic mirror, Thrall grabbed Putres's arm. collar and threw him to the ground hard.

The heavy and huge combat boots stepped on Putres's waist, making a crisp "click" sound, and the whole lumbar vertebrae and pelvis of the guy burst.

"This is the fate of traitors!" Thrall roared domineeringly, raising the [Destruction Hammer] in his hand high.

Through the magic mirror, the orcs who were still resting in Northrend could clearly see that the black hammer of their warchief smashed down hard, smashing the head of the traitor who had died ten thousand times into a rotten watermelon.

Well, it’s still a rotten watermelon that has expired and rotted.

Every orc raised his arms or weapons at this moment and let out a deafening roar!

"here you go!"

"Kill the traitor!"

"This is the price of betrayal——"

On the other hand, Sylvanas approached the Dread Lord Varimathras.

Almost as soon as she saw him face to face, Queen Xi felt a trance like a fateful duel. She didn't know that the ferocious-looking demon in front of her would become her subordinate in the original time and space, and she didn't even know that it was her who he betrayed during the Gate of Scourge.

At this point in time, Queen Xi only knew that the disgusting guy in front of her was one of the culprits who participated in the destruction of Yonge Forest and Silver Moon City.

"No, no, I can..." The Dread Lord has no moral integrity.

Perhaps other demons hate death, but are not too afraid of death.

Varimathras was different. He entered Azeroth as an overseer of the Scourge. Later, after Archimonde died, he and several other Dreadlords first defected to Arthas, and were later instigated by Anastrian.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is a slave of the third surname.

It would be better if he didn't die. Once he died, his soul would be forced back into the Twisting Nether. Although the three giants of the Burning Legion are now on their knees, who can guarantee that the bosses will be resurrected in the future and will not turn around to liquidate him?

So he knelt down to Queen Xi on the spot.

It's a pity that if Sylvanas was the Queen of the Forgotten who had just taken over the Forsaken in history and was extremely lacking in power and helpers, she might still tolerate him.

Now that she is the demigod of Azeroth, the real queen of the elves, and the partner of Duke, the commander of the alliance, she needs to accept a slave with three surnames as her younger brother?

Give me a break!

Sylvanas ignored him.

All she wants is destruction and revenge.

"Whether it's the Scourge! Be it the Forgotten! Be it the demons! Destroy them all -" The wind element completely exploded on Queen Xi.

The violent aura and overflowing divinity filled almost every corner of this dark palace.

When he saw the lightning bursting from the long bow of Queen Xi's artifact, the Dread Demon King had no chance to take any chances anymore. He pounced on it fiercely, and with a raised hand, a large group of stinky [rotten bees] smashed over it.

Unfortunately, the dazzling lightning struck, and everything in the huge room near the shooting line was wiped out.

The violent thunder destroyed everything...