Chapter 925 The Mouth of the Abyss

Every orc warrior is told that this time their mission is to save the world. Although it sounds nonsense, after losing their hometown and being slaves for more than ten years, the orcs cherish this new territory very much.

Although it is barren, no matter how barren it is, it is much better than the world of 'our world' that is shrinking every year and constantly decaying and collapsing. It is infinitely better than being a slave with nothing.

Hearing that those damn demons dared to invade their new territory, the orcs screamed and wanted to show off to those ungrateful demons!

Under the shaman's explanation and the projection demonstration that was enlarged to life-size, they knew very well how powerful and huge their enemy was. They also imagined that they would see an endless sea of ​​corpses in front of them, or an army of demons with battle flags covering the sky and the sun.

But no one imagined that the enemy would appear in this situation.

It was originally deduced that if the enemy did not come directly over the mountain, they would take a normal route, pass through the Ashenvale in the south of Mount Hyjal, and then go to Felwood Forest in the west. They would run into the orcs who had been fighting for days from the only entrance to the seamount. A fortified camp built.

It was clear that a frontline commander had died, and the Burning Legion, which should have been completely angered, neither accelerated nor slowed down, and reached the Valley of Ashen at a top speed of 150 kilometers per day.

Although this was paid for by the undead legions marching day and night, and far beyond the limit of what a mortal infantry regiment could achieve, it was still within the budget of the three major factions.

Then, the Burning Legion ignored Felwood and reached the pass of Mount Hyjal directly.

It relies on a giant monster that can make most defense lines in the world a joke——

From the perspective of Duke, a time traveler, this is a very exaggerated and nonsense thing. Under the image transmission of the mage's eye, Duke saw a Boss that shouldn't be here.

When the entire tribe at the foot of the mountain was surprised by the sudden explosion and roar from the huge mountain wall to the south, Duke had already sketched the outline of the huge monster with the assistance of the system.

Duke finally knows what Archimonde did in the sea of ​​the Endless Sea...

The orcs in the entire camp at the foot of the mountain were surprised by the landslide three kilometers away. When Thrall could only shout blankly, "Everyone, be alert!" Duke decisively followed the coordinates set in the orc camp in advance. , using the backdoor left by the night elves to open the teleportation.

In less than ten seconds, Duke's figure had appeared in the middle of the tribal camp.

Of course, Thrall noticed the light from the portal. Almost as soon as Duke's figure appeared, Thrall rushed over with his personal guards.

"Marcus! Do you know what that thing is?"

"I know! A bug that burrows into the ground! We'll talk about the details later! Evacuate the center of the camp immediately—even if the entire camp is evacuated, it doesn't matter!" Duke danced and shouted.

Sal's face turned dark.

Retreating before the fight begins is definitely an insult to the bravery of the orcs.

If another person were to scream randomly, he would definitely use [Destruction Hammer] to hammer that guy's face into paste. But at that time Duke, the brave Duke Marcus had just risked his life to kill a commander of the Burning Legion yesterday. Even the orcs who disliked Duke had to pay respect to Duke's method of going deep into the enemy group to kill the generals and capture the flag.

Thrall hesitated for only a second before blowing the trumpet signaling the retreat of the entire army.

The order conveyed by the trumpet cannot be completely implemented.

Only the Warsong clan can carry out orders relatively well. More than ten years of guerrilla life have completely trained an elite and strong army. Slightly better is the Frostwolf clan, which is Thrall's father's clan after all, and Thrall has perfectly inherited the remaining power of the old patriarch Durotan. Most of the other orcs from various clans were slaves and seriously lacked discipline. However, this group of orcs was the largest.

The orcs were in a mess, but the terrifying behemoth in the distance drilled into the ground again and rushed towards the orc camp faster than a galloping horse!

It burrows in the ground like an earthworm. Every time it stirred underground, the vibrations it caused and the uplift of the earth it caused were like a long-lasting earthquake, sweeping through the entire orc camp. There are not many mortals who can stand firm in such a violent earthquake.

From far to near, the earth is rising. It was as if there was an invisible hand that reached all over the sky and pushed a hill towards the tribe's camp.

Close.

Close...

Closer! !

With desperate expressions, the tribal warriors watched the moving hill with rocks rolling outwards, crashing into the tribe's camp at high speed.

The next second, whether it was a tauren warrior weighing nearly a ton, a wooden wall made of a giant tree hugged by two people, or a towering arrow tower with a thick and strong selling point, they were all struck by this terrifying impact that exceeded the imagination of mortals. Crash into the sky.

Not to mention the orc warriors who only weighed a mere two or three hundred kilograms.

From a distance, those green orc warriors look no different than dolls.

This is just the beginning.

The next moment, a long and distant scream seemed to rise in everyone's heart. This scream came from the deep underground world, from the distant ancient times, from the last world still ruled by the four ancient gods and elemental lords. The ancient continent of Kalimdor.

The violent screams pierced the deepest part of everyone's heart, arousing their most primitive instinctive fear. It directly makes every living person forget breathing and heartbeat.

People with weak physique and will may faint directly because their heart suddenly contracts due to excessive tension.

At this moment, the entire tribe's camp exploded in the center.

Like a volcano erupting, countless amounts of sand exploded directly from bottom to top. Many unlucky ghosts who had just been knocked away began to fall from the sky, and were hit into the sky by the terrible impact again.

And among this group of poor guys, they included the priest group that Duke specially provided support to the orcs.

Coincidentally, the teenage pastor Sally Mattwine was also among them.

As a priest, she possesses [Holy Word: Shield], a life-saving skill that is not heaven-defying but quite practical. As a talented priest, Sally gave herself a Holy Word Shield that shone with a faint white light the moment she was knocked away. The milky white mask resists sputtering from flying stones very well.

She even gave herself a [Levitation Technique] in order to avoid falling to her death from a high altitude.

However, the next moment, she fell into the deepest fear and despair.

Because below her, the tribal camp originally filled with various defensive buildings disappeared. Instead, protruding from the deep black hole was a huge mouth with at least ten thousand sharp fangs.

She was slowly falling into the jaw-dropping mouth that could swallow up a small town.

Yo, the prizeless guessing has begun. Which boss will appear?

Hint - this item does not belong to the Burning Legion.