Chapter 1971 Although Defeated, Still Glorious

There is no chance to bring out the large war machine Garrosh prepared in the underground fortress. For example, the Iron War Scorpion.

Similarly, in this life, Duke didn't give Brainless Roar enough time to corrupt the entire Valley of Eternal Blossoms, so there was no longer a group of bosses like the [Corrupted Guardians] in history.

In addition, Duke drove the tribe to Pandaria, leaving Brainless Howl with no time to do "side missions", so there was no more original dinosaur boss [Bloodthirsty Thok] brought back from the Island of Behemoths.

Except for a few die-hard fans around Garrosh, he still made some achievements as he had done in history. For example, the Dragonmaw clan revived the tribe.

The Dragonmaw clan in this life declined with the death of the clan leader Zuluhid during the Dark Portal World War II. It was not until the Cataclysm that the Dragonmaw clan returned to the stage of history after Garrosh destroyed the Twilight Fortress in the Great Rift Valley in the Barrens.

Warlord Zaela and Garrosh formed a very close relationship during the events of the Twilight Highlands, and she and her Dragonmaw orcs pledged their allegiance to Garrosh's cause. The terrifying ancestral dragon Galakas is the direct descendant of all dragons’ cataclysmic ancestors. Zaira rides on its back and appears in front of the alliance’s powerful men as a boss.

"Oh!" A group of alliance bosses sighed.

Nothing happened to them again.

Duke didn't care what py deals they made in order to get a spot in the competition. Anyway, Duke wanted an absolute crushing and destruction.

Basically, every time a strong man jumped out from the tribe, a corresponding strong man from the alliance would rush up and be dragged to a nearby area to fight.

As soon as Galachus appeared, a count jumped from a platform on Naxxramas.

Does the entire league know who Countess Katrana is?

Now the Countess has jumped off the building again.

Under the influence of the acceleration of gravity, the countess fell faster and faster. The strong wind blew her black hair wildly, and her red dress looked as bright as a falling comet from a distance.

There was no scream, the clothes on the Countess' back turned into black wings in the blink of an eye, the slender white limbs turned into dragon claws covered with fine and solid black scales, and the slim body was rapidly expanding...

From human to dragon, it only took about three seconds. When she landed on top of Galakas, Onyxia had fully shown her form as the Aspect Dragon.

Galakas, who lacked experience fighting the Aspect Dragon, was caught off guard. As soon as it raised its huge head, it found itself directly hit on the wing by the opponent's signature [deep breath].

The flames, which had been supported and strengthened by the Fire Elemental Realm, exploded into sparks all over the sky and carbonized the entire wings of the Ancestral Dragon. The Ancestral Dragon roared in pain, and even though it fell more than three hundred meters from mid-air, it could not stabilize its body.

After all, it is still a primitive creature, unlike the five-color dragon clan. The five-color dragon is strengthened by the Titans. A truly powerful flying dragon can also control the elements to soar in the sky.

No one expected that the flying dragon boss on the tribe's side would be at an absolute disadvantage once they met.

As Galachus rolled to the ground, Onyxia used her extremely proficient flying skills to circle around and use her four sharp claws to remove parts from Galachus' body one by one.

When the Archosaur crashed to the ground, creating a huge crater on the red earth, Onyxia also added two legs and directly used her considerable weight plus the kinetic energy brought by gravity acceleration to press it on the ground in one breath. On the opponent's lower back.

"Kra!" It was a crisp cracking sound of the spine.

Without leaving any room for the opponent to counterattack, the black dragon's mouth with countless sharp teeth had already bitten Galakas' neck. At the same moment, Warlord Zaira was split into two halves in the black dragon's claws.

The people of the Alliance could barely see a black shadow flashing down.

When they saw clearly, the picture had already reached the scene that decided the outcome: they saw the Black Dragon Princess wearing a huge alliance blouse, defeating the opponent as a mount of the alliance.

Whether it was the Siege Craftsman Blackso or the Klaxxi Heroes of the Mantid, in front of this group of powerful men from the Alliance, they were hammered and killed one by one.

This is not a level contest.

Over there, Duke was still teasing the idiot.

In the distance, more Kor'kron Guards who had escaped from the volcanic eruption tried to rush over like crazy, but were strangled by the elite alliance led by the Silver Hand.

In the central area of ​​the battlefield, there were not many tribal warriors still fighting.

After another fierce fight, Tirion used [Ashbringer] to suppress Nazgrin. Looking at the tribal general who had been scarred by him, he finally couldn't bear it and suddenly whispered: "Surrender! You are not one of those lunatics who are desperate for power and disregard the lives of the people. You are different from them. If you surrender, I swear in the name of the Holy Light that the Alliance will give you fair treatment."

Of course Nazgrim knew that he could not defeat Tirion, but his answer was extremely clear and upright: "I am Nazgrim, Chief's Fist, Commander of the Horde! If today is the day of my death, then I must I will die gloriously on the battlefield for the sake of the tribe!"

"Is it worth it!?" Tirion was a little anxious.

"Worth it? Nothing is worth it! I'm glad that it was a glorious battle with you. I finally sided with the chief because this is my mission. If you are the one who finally defeats me, I’ll be happy too!”

"Garrosh will lead the orcs to destruction. Are you willing to do this?"

"If the orcs really want to become extinct, it will be God's will. Otherwise, there will always be heroes who will lead the orcs and lead 'our world' to prosperity." He said another fierce fight.

This time, Tirion miscalculated. In his imagination, it would be another sword and ax fight. But at the last moment, I don't know if it was because Nazgrin's legs were weak, or because Tirion still regarded the opponent as being in his prime.

[Ashbringer] struck a big gap in Nazgrin's weapon with its fierce attack, which directly destroyed his weapon.

"this……"

The [Ashbringer] looks like a door panel. After cutting it out, it doesn't just stop.

Ashbringer, who represents the ultimate in virility, faithfully performs the power exerted by his master.

With a flash of golden light, Nazgrin was struck with a huge wound from his right neck to his left chest and abdomen.

There was no pain, no regret. From the orc's unique green rough face, Nazgrin smiled: "Although I am defeated, I am still proud of Lok'tar, O'gar."

Tirion suddenly felt a pain in his heart. He had defeated countless enemies, but no one wanted to be like this today. After defeating him, it made him feel like a knife.