Chapter 1967 Operation Focusing Rainbow (Part 2)

Looking from the sky, you can see that this is like a hunt. The Alliance fleet with the two sky fortresses as the core began to bombard all surrounding tribal targets indiscriminately.

As long as they see a humanoid creature, they will immediately fire a cannonball at it. The caliber is at least a secondary gun or machine gun with a caliber of over 100 millimeters.

On the ground, countless elemental creatures appeared.

It was an army of flame elements commanded by the manager Exotus. Dominated by the fire element, which was shaped like a fat man with an inverted triangle shape, more than 100,000 elemental creatures slowly advanced, burning everything they could see.

The Alliance finally committed its army, giving Orgrimmar's army of mutated orcs a place to use.

"Aaaaaaaaaah——"

They let out inarticulate inhuman howls and rushed toward the fire elementals like crazy.

If they lowered their heads subconsciously, they would find colorful insects crawling out from every corner of the dry and cracked red earth under their feet, fleeing away from Orgrimmar.

Unfortunately, after being transformed by the black water in Y'Shaarj's heart, they can no longer be called normal creatures.

After extreme mutation, not only did the orcs become more uglier physically, Y'Shaarj's negative emotional energy was also poured into their minds.

There is no right and wrong, no self-will, only rage or fear that needs to be vented.

What they collided head-on with was a giant wave of flames shot out by thousands of fire elements. The giant wave of flames, which was ten meters high, was advancing every moment, spitting tongues of fire that burned everything forward.

Without mercy or hesitation, these weak-willed fire elementals faithfully carry out their commander's orders. The highly intelligent fire demon is driving them behind.

What has never happened in the past ten thousand years is that a large number of earth elemental creatures are acting as bodyguards for the fire demons.

Not every alienated orc has such a violent spirit. Y'Shaarj's negative emotions come in many forms. There are alienated orcs who launch a death charge out of fear, and there are also orcs who retreat out of fear.

These mutated orcs who lost their courage screamed, inserted their sharpened claws into the towering brick and wood walls of Orgrimmar, and climbed over quickly.

Many guys even broke through the city wall supervised by the Kor'kron Guards and fled into Orgrimmar. They went crazy and slaughtered any creature that stood in their way. This caused new confusion.

Despair, terror, panic, doubt...the pros and cons of the Seven Evils were fully revealed at this moment.

Just when the orthodox tribes of Orgrimmar were in chaos, Naxxramas finally slowly came to the top of Kalimdor, the first male city of Kalimdor that had been established for fifteen years and was known as the spiritual symbol of the tribe.

Orgrimmar is so huge that it occupies almost the entire north of Durotar.

The real Orgrimmar is not the 'small town' in the game that you can run out of in a few minutes on horseback. Under the management of two generations of warchiefs, Orgrimmar is twelve kilometers long from east to west and eight kilometers wide at its widest point from north to south.

Because it is backed by mountains and the city’s winding borders make area calculation a bit difficult.

It is this large city that covers an area of ​​nearly a hundred square kilometers, and now the alliance has ‘attacked the city’.

The kind of being pressed down by the flying fortress, when the overwhelming shadow covered half of the city, every orc who was still sane screamed in surprise.

They could hear their voices changing in pitch with fear.

They could sense the absolute hostility coming from the Alliance.

There was no persuasion to surrender, no propaganda, everything was different from the alliance they knew in the past.

I still remember that when Thrall was the warchief, the alliance gave almost unreserved support: if there was no food supply, just make an IOU; if he was injured or sick, he could borrow priests and doctors to relieve the addiction to demon blood and provide special care; I said I was going to Nagrand to rescue people, and the Alliance gave me the ship without saying a word.

How good the alliance once was.

It's a pity that their unwillingness blinded their hearts. They were almost crazy with envy of the good life of the Alliance people, and their ambition promoted their arrogance.

At this time, a madman advocating war aroused their inner resonance.

yes!

If you don’t have food or territory, just go grab it.

Everything is so natural.

They held high the banner of tradition and followed the madmen in launching the war. They regarded the alliance's concession as weakness, and regarded the small benefits they grabbed as a prelude to victory.

When the alliance really revealed its most ferocious minions, this group of orcs who were like frogs in the well realized that they seemed to have provoked an opponent that they must not provoke.

"Is it wrong for Garrosh to be Warchief?"

"Did we make a big mistake and declare war on the Alliance?"

"Ancestor! Is Orgrimmar going to be destroyed?"

"Are we going to die?"

"Are the orcs doomed?"

All kinds of negative emotions spread throughout the city, and screams came one after another. There was weakness everywhere, except for the rough roars of the Kor'kron Guardsmen.

So what if Y'Shaarj gave them a more powerful body?

They can't fly.

This situation, in which they could not even resist or even fight to the death, was what made the orcs most desperate.

As nearly a million orcs watched in despair, the huge base of Naxxramas that destroyed the Twilight Fortress shed another layer.

Everyone watched in horror as the huge black metal block, which was larger than ten chiefs' halls, fell from the sky and aimed at the dark alley area in the center.

"boom!"

"Bang——"

It was a loud sound that shattered the earth. Every pebble on the ground in the city of Orgrimmar trembled, and in the next moment, the vibrations were transmitted and flew directly into the sky.

Trampled by countless people, the already extremely solid ground was like dominoes, shattering into countless small pieces before being thrown away extremely quickly. From the inside out, it spreads all the way.

The next moment, the most exaggerated explosion in the history of Orgrimmar was triggered.

It was a dazzling light that could blind people's eyes.

The harsh buzzing made everyone lose their hearing and balance, and their ears were filled with buzzing.

The world was spinning for a while, and the strongest survivor reluctantly opened his eyes, only to realize that the explosion at that moment had destroyed most of the city, and all the buildings were blown away.

Dozens of blocks were razed to the ground, and every ruin screamed and groaned in flames.

The fire that raged across the city spread further afield along with the strong wind blowing from east to west. The city that was once full of orcish aesthetics has now completely disappeared, with shocking cracks everywhere, as if it has experienced a terrible earthquake.

No, even earthquakes cannot have such amazing destructive power.

This is completely to destroy the orcs!

The remaining orcs had not yet reacted to the earth-shattering explosion. They immediately felt that the earth began to shake again.

What's this?