The 2892nd Chapter Burning Legion and the Magic Stick Prophet (1)

(Girls' Literature) Grom Hellscream led their warriors of the Warsong clan and defeated the demigod Cenarius and the sentinels led by him. Now, they return to the night elf village where the spring was found in Ashenvale Here, their new camp is established. They are currently here to relieve the pain after the battle and at the same time recharge their batteries, ready to wait for the opportunity to fight again!

Well, to put it bluntly, after they drank the blood of the demon and killed those night elves and demigods, the effectiveness of the blood of the demon began to weaken. They are already a little weak and tired, and they need to take a good rest , After recovering almost, they will take drugs again, and go shopping with those night elves!

Facts have proved that these orc warriors who drank the blood of demons have enough power to defeat those seemingly powerful night elves!

Their berserk attacks, often with a straight slash, can directly chop those elf sentinels and the night saber under the opponent's seat into pieces! Their charge and collision only need one time, and they can directly smash the opponent's formation to pieces! Even the demigod of the forest, the natural defense that the other side relies on, has become like paper, and finally has been hated by their chief Grom? Hellscream's blood roar...

Facts have proved that as long as they have enough power, even demigods can be killed by their orcs! And the power is here in their current camp. As long as the Warsong clan continues to sit on this spring, perhaps, with the strength of their Warsong clan alone, they can finally completely defeat the night elves and win? In this regard, the simple-minded and simple-minded orc warriors are full of hope for the future of the tribe!

While Grom Hellscream was discussing with his high-ranking warriors of the Warsong clan to decide the next night elf camp to attack, a discordant laughter suddenly sounded in the forest outside.

"Hahaha... stupid orcs, I finally found you! Hahaha..."

Abyss Demon King Mannoroth led two demon guards straight into the security circle of the Warsong Clan camp. He laughed wildly, watching those bloodthirsty and violent orc warriors with red eyes surrounded him. .

However, Mannoroth just looked at them so nonchalantly, with contempt in his eyes, he was confident now, and didn't mind that these orcs had surrounded him.

Now it seems that the dreadlord's strategy is quite effective. These powerful bloodthirsty orc warriors have now entered his urn, and they can no longer escape from the palm of his Mannoroth!

"Sure enough, it's no wonder...the devil! If I'm not wrong, you put blood into this well water, and then, people lured us to come here and drink it, yes Bar?"

Hearing the movement outside, Grom raised his Gorehowl and rushed out of a night elf's tree house with a few followers. With just one glance, he saw the tall and ferocious figure surrounded by orc warriors. It was a powerful and ferocious demon—the Abyss Demon King!

"Hehehe...you are right! Although this is the trick of that little bug Tichondrius, it is not impossible for you to regard all this as my doing. Hehehe..."

Mannoroth, the demon king of the abyss, looked at Grom Hellscream holding Gorehowl with some appreciation. He was very satisfied with this orc chief!

In fact, even he himself didn't expect that after drinking the blood of the devil on his body, this orc would still have the strength to kill a demigod! This simply surprised him! That's why he came here so impatiently, ready to receive these orcs.

"The nonsense is over! Then, now, orcs! I, Mannoroth, declare here: All warriors of your clan, from now on, will be taken over by me, Mannoroth! Hahaha..."

Mannoroth waved his halberd and laughed wildly,

He only paid some insignificant blood, but finally harvested such a powerful group of berserk warriors, no business could be more cost-effective than this time.

"Demon! Don't even think about it! Warriors, listen to my order, follow me, and smash these three demons!"

Seeing the demon trying to control himself and his Warsong clan, Grom became anxious, raised his Bloodhowl, and ordered the orc warriors to attack with him! In front of them, what came to their camp was just a seemingly powerful abyss lord and two demon guards. Grom felt that they had a good chance of defeating each other!

"You... what's going on here?"

Seeing the tangled, confused, or sluggish faces of the warriors of the clan, Grom, who was clenching Bloodhowl with his hands and preparing to charge, couldn't help but froze for a moment. He had just issued an order, warriors Why do they stay where they are so deaf?

"Hehehe... It seems that you still don't understand... Is my Mannoroth's blood so delicious? Now that you have drunk it, you will accept my control forever and burn for us Legions fight!"

The reason why these orcs surrounding the abyss lord did not attack immediately, but stayed where they were one by one, was because Mannoroth had just used the power of the demon blood to directly control them. Now, they are just a group of puppets with violent power under his Mannoroth, and they are also the most obedient and combative puppets!

"No! Devil, don't even think about it! I will definitely kill you!"

Unexpectedly, this was the result. Grom's chest was instantly filled with anger, and he began to unleash all his strength, preparing to charge the abyssal demon and deliver a fatal blow, just like killing that forest demigod not long ago Same time!

"Hmph! Still want to resist? Get down on your knees and beg for my mercy, my new pet!"

After Mannoroth snorted twice in disdain, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and began to activate the ability to control the devil's blood on the strongest orc warrior. In just a split second, the opponent had to drop his weapon and kneel down. Kneel down.

"No... what did you do to me?"

After kneeling on the ground, Grom hugged his head with both hands, trying to get up and attack, but unfortunately... an inexplicable evil force had already controlled him in his body, and he even If you can't stand up again, let alone raise your weapon to fight back.

"Oh? You still want to resist now? Interesting..."

"Then, after using my power to defeat the night elves, now I order you to attack your orcs yourself. What do you think of this proposal? Is it fair? Hahahaha..."

The abyss lord Mannoroth started laughing wildly again. He thought his idea was very good, so let this group of violent orcs turn around and fight their own tribe. Anyway, it counts as much as they can kill. How distressed!

"Do not……"

Grom was already lying on the ground, his own consciousness was constantly being washed away by those violent forces, and he became more and more confused, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier. In the end, everything fell into silence... He, Now it has been completely controlled by the demon Mannoroth...

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In the hidden valley of Ashenvale, in the vanguard camp of the Burning Legion, when the dread demon king Tichondrius was wondering why he couldn't find Mannoroth, when he was wondering and wondering, he found Mannoroth's body. The two demon guards walked straight back from outside the camp.

"You two, come here! Let me ask you, where is your leader Mannoroth? Why can't I find him?"

The Dreadlord subconsciously felt that the two demon guards who had just returned from the outside seemed to know where their big boss had gone.

"Lord Mannoroth went to receive the group of orcs just now, and we came back first after seeing that there was nothing for us."

The two demon guards replied to the Dreadlord impatiently. They are the demon guards of the abyss lord, and they are not under the control of this big bat!

"Go, accept the orcs? Those Warsong clan orcs who drank the spring water? Why did he, Mannoroth, accept them?"

Tichondrius was very puzzled. This seems to be different from what they had planned before?

Didn't they agree to let those orcs wantonly attack the night elves? There is no need to accept control, they will all fight by themselves, right? What exactly is Mannoroth up to? There is no need to do anything now, and those orcs will also trouble the night elves. Wouldn't it be superfluous for him to do this? Or is that big guy panicking in idleness?

"How can we know what the leader thinks? However, before we come back, Lord Mannoroth has issued an order to make those orcs turn their heads and attack the orc camp!"

After finishing speaking, the two demon guards who were already very impatient turned their heads and left, no longer caring about the dreadlord who was in a sluggish state.

"..."

After hearing this, Tichondrius was completely stunned! He doesn't know what language to use to describe that idiot Mannoroth!

Now, the orcs of the Warsong clan are fighting the night elves well, so why not just let them continue fighting like this? On the one hand, it can continue to consume the vitality of the night elves; on the other hand, it will further deepen the hatred between the two sides, making the conflict between the orc tribe and the night elves bigger and more brutal! Isn't that great?

And now, Mannoroth, that idiot whose strength is inversely proportional to his brain, actually took control of the orcs of the Warsong clan without authorization, and turned them to attack the orc tribe? What the hell is he going to do? Is he a spy sent by the night elves? Or, his IQ has bottomed out to be on par with those wild boars in Kalimdor?

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At the same time, Archimonde, who is far away in the eastern continent of Lordaeron King City, has no idea what the situation in Kalimdor's mainland is like, let alone the Abyss Demon King he is optimistic about. Mannoroth is so stupid that he messed up the great plan carefully planned by the dread demon king Tichondrius...

He, Archimonde, has no time to care about him now. He just rushed back to Lordaeron King City from Stratholme, and immediately summoned the two dread demon kings Anasseron and Desai who were still stranded here in Lordaeron. Locke, the death knight Alsace and the legendary lich Kel'Thuzad, as well as some senior generals who have been sent by the Burning Legion.

Before Stratholme, he was beaten hundreds of rounds like a sandbag by a little girl opportunistically, and he was suffocated. Now he urgently needs to divert his hatred and speed up his original plan. He no longer wants to wait too long here in the Eastern Continent. He wants to go to Kalimdor as soon as possible to get the stronger power he needs, which is the Well of Eternity!

"Alsace! Tomorrow, you will lead an army of 200,000 undead to clean up Silverpine Forest and the human kingdom of Gilneas. I need you to turn all living people in these two places into undead before the end of winter." , and then bring it back to me, do you understand? Little bug?"

Because of a certain little girl, Archimonde is in a very bad mood now, very bad! Now it's best to pray that no one will touch his bad luck, otherwise, that person will definitely die in an ugly way!

"As you wish, my lord! It's just...the Kingdom of Gilneas has a majestic Greymane Wall. If only relying on the power of the undead, I'm afraid, it will not be easy to break through them in a short time..."

Alsace didn't dare to refuse or contradict. Now anyone can see that the polluter Archimonde is in a bad mood. It is said that he rushed to support Stratholme today and did not return until just now.

But now, with such an expression of resentment and gloom on his face, anyone who is not a fool would probably know that he has suffered from Stratholme! Could it be... he was hit by the enemy in Stratholme? Or have you lost the battle? I'm afraid everyone present has this idea, right? It's just that no one is stupid enough to ask this question now, and of course Alsace wouldn't either.

After thinking about it, even though he knew that Archimonde was in a rage right now, he still had to say something that should be said. Asking him to lead a mere 200,000 undead army to conquer the Kyrgyz kingdom protected by a magnificent city wall, this is obviously a bit of a fantasy!

Alsace knew very well that the Kingdom of Gilneas, since the end of the second war and withdrew from the alliance, those self-proclaimed lunatics began to voluntarily sever the territory in the southern part of Silverpine Forest, and at the same time built the majestic Gray Palace. Wall of Myne! Since then, no one has been able to inquire any news about this country, because the gate of their city wall has never been opened!

In Alsace's mind, after the end of the Second Orc War, the Kingdom of Gilneas, as the third largest kingdom in the human world, will definitely have a population of about one million. Let him now rely on only 200,000 undead troops, It is too embarrassing for him to attack an enemy with a great defensive advantage!

"Huh! Useless stuff! This time... I will send Detheroc to lead part of the Burning Legion army with you, and I will give him the power to destroy that wall. Now, little bug, do you have any questions?" ?”

Archimonde stared at Alsace for a while, and finally decided to send a Dreadlord and a part of the Burning Legion to assist him.

"Your will, my lord, I will completely destroy the Kingdom of Gilneas before spring comes."

As long as he can destroy the majestic Grimmane Wall, he is confident that he can take down Gilneas! Therefore, Alsace quickly bowed his head deeply, expressing his obedience to Archimonde's order. It's just that the resentment in his eyes betrayed him, but when he lowered his head, no one could see it.

"And you! Kel'Thuzad! You lead the 100,000 Scourge Troops and are responsible for cleaning the Hillsbrad Hills and the Arathi Highlands! You also need to bring back enough undead troops for me before the end of winter. Delay, did you hear that?"

After explaining to the death knight Alsace, Archimonde turned to look at the legendary lich again. He, Archimonde, needs to march westward after the end of winter, heading straight for the Kalimdor continent!

As for the south side... maybe I can't take care of it for the time being. After all, it may be too late in time, so he has to wait until he gets the power of the Well of Eternity, and then go back and destroy this side. Of course, by then, that cunning little girl must be indispensable!

"Obey, great Lord Archimonde!"

Kel'Thuzad didn't make any rebuttals, and simply answered the order neatly. As far as he knows, the humans in these two places are almost gone!

Hillsbrad Hills only has a little resistance from South Sea Town. When he leads the army there, it must not be too difficult to break through it!

And Arathi Highlands is not a problem. Apart from the Syndicate and some ogres, there is also a small army of the fallen Prince Galin Trollbane. With their small army, In the face of the undead natural disasters, they are all vulnerable!

What Kel'Thuzad should be more worried about is how to get back to Lordaeron before the end of winter, right? But thinking about it, it shouldn't be a big problem. Winter has just begun, and the undead army doesn't need to rest, so there should be enough time.

"Very good! Then, you can get out now! Set off tomorrow. Remember, I need to see the army I need before the end of winter!"

After explaining the military affairs, Archimonde waved his hand like chasing flies, signaling them, the eyesores, to disappear from his sight.

"Anceron, you need to hurry up about things here in Lordaeron, especially the legion's portal! You need to collect more materials and summon more legion soldiers. When the winter is over, I will lead the They crossed the sea directly to destroy those nasty night elves, do you understand?"

After explaining the matter to the last Dreadlord still lingering here, Archimonde also waved his hand, indicating that the others can also leave with the others! Now, Archimonde himself needs to be quiet...

"By the way! Remember to restrain the undead Scourge and our soldiers of the Burning Legion, before we take down the Kalimdor continent... let them not cross the boundary line of the Sodoril River for a while!"

This is one of the agreements made by Archimonde and Little Annie, that is, within three years, Archimonde and his undead demons cannot go to the Western Plaguelands. The river is the boundary.

The reason why this kind of contract was made was that little Annie needed time to wait for the space gem to recharge. In her opinion, three years should be enough. When the time comes when she packs up and runs away, even if this big devil thinks of a way to crack the time gem, what can he do with himself? Where will he find her then?

And for Archimonde, he also needs time so that he can conquer the Kalimdor continent and obtain the powerful power of the new Well of Eternity!

Therefore, Archimonde intends to abide by this agreement for the time being. He needs to free up his hands, first go to Kalimdor to destroy the night elves, and then absorb the inexhaustible power of the Well of Eternity... At that time, he Kermond swore that after he gained great power, he would definitely come back. He would definitely capture that nasty little demigod girl, pull out her soul, and capture her back in the Twisting Nether to torture her for ten thousand years!

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The night passed quickly, and after Annie cleaned up that monster with a big mouth called Yogg-Saron, she quickly fell asleep again, until the next morning, her maid Lana, Only then carefully pushed her awake in the Queen's bedroom...

"Sister Lana... Oh... Didn't I tell you... Don't wake me up until the sun hits the foot of my bed..."

Little Annie raised her head sleepily, looked at her maid, Lana, and then turned her head to look out the window, um... the sun is still soft, and it hasn't shot in yet... It's not yet noon, so let's continue to sleep Right... Then, she pulled the soft silk quilt and directly covered her cute little head.

"Your Majesty, I don't want to wake you up right now... But there is a strange black-robed wizard outside. He said that he is a prophet and wants to see you on something very important, so..."

After Lana saw Annie wake up, she quickly explained, otherwise, after a while, her queen would fall asleep again. Her Majesty is very angry when she wakes up, and she dare not wake her up for the first time. Second time!

"Let Shane... Knox... handle it..."

Little Annie's muffled voice soon came out from under the quilt, nothing is as important as her sleeping now! Anne said that she didn't know who was a prophet or not, and anyone who wanted to see them would go to see them!

"Chairman Shanknox is still at Stratholme. You came back alone last night..."

Lana said a little dumbfounded.

She had just learned of the news of Stratholme's victory yesterday. Until now, Lord Shanknox is still preparing for construction in Stratholme in the distance! In the current Flame Canyon, apart from Her Majesty the Queen, there are only three to five thousand fire elements left behind. Oh, and there are about a thousand humans who are planning to build a small town here, and those fire eagles, they also flew back a lot.

"Then...let that nephew...go..."

Annie was very sleepy. Covered in the quilt, she closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep in a daze. Without even thinking about it, she directly named the leader of the fire demon...

"My lord, the chief hunter of Shatulu, it is also in Stratholme and has not returned yet!"

Lana was almost laughed out of anger. Now, Queen Anne's consciousness must not be awake yet, right? Why are you talking nonsense?

"Let the royal...guards...leader go..."

Annie was in a daze, and she was about to fall asleep again...

"The commander of the guards doesn't quite understand the lingua franca of humans, that's why it asked me to call you!"

The queen's maid, Lana, is going a little crazy right now.

The commander of the guards still learned the lingua franca from her, Lana. Apart from being able to understand some basic conversations, how could he meet a visitor who seemed important? Among its ten sentences, at least half of them will not be understood!

"Let... that...human... leader...go..."

Come on, it's all over now, there was a soft snoring sound from the quilt, and little Annie finally fell asleep again, and now, Lana didn't dare to wake her up anymore...

So, about a quarter of an hour later, in the main hall of the Flame Queen's Palace, there was a very interesting scene: here, the person who represented the Flame Kingdom to meet Medivh, the great prophet, turned out to be a human maid wearing a maid outfit; A leader of the fire demon royal guards who is still confused about the situation; plus a former Lordaeron veteran who thinks he is valued by the queen and looks energetic, and is now the future mayor of the flame town under human construction —Old John!

"..."

Medivh looked at the three funny combinations in front of him speechlessly, for a while, he didn't know what to say...

The three standing in front of him now, a maid dressed as a maid, a fire demon in a bewildered state, and a bearded veteran, no matter how he looks at it, none of them seem to be able to call the shots, okay? ? This flame kingdom, what the hell are they doing?

"I'm sorry, Mysterious Prophet! Our Queen is still resting, because yesterday she led an army to fight in Stratholme, not only wiped out all the undead, but also drove away that powerful demon! Therefore, Now she needs enough sleep time, if you have nothing important to do, you can tell me now, I have been ordered by Her Majesty the Queen to handle this matter with full authority."

After patting some of the dirt on his armor, Old John took two steps forward and stood on a step below the Queen's throne, looking up at the man in black robe with a stick of wood in his hand. the prophet.

Now in Old John's heart, don't mention how excited he is! Look, originally he was just a little second lieutenant in charge of twenty people, but after coming to Flame Canyon, he became a garrison officer in charge of ten thousand people. Although he has almost gone through the refugee gate now, he is still the future mayor of Huoyan Town who manages thousands of people.

What he never expected was that the position of the mayor hadn't been warmed up for two or three days, and he unexpectedly made a guest appearance as the chief executive officer of the Flame Kingdom? If this kind of treatment is spoken out, how many people will die of envy!

This is Hong Guoguo's qualifications. In the future, if he intends to continue to hang around in the Flame Kingdom, he just needs to write down the current affairs on his personal form, and see, His Majesty the Queen even made him a consul once! In this case, it is guaranteed that his old John's official career will go straight and unimpeded!

"..."

Medivh didn't say a word, he came this time, but he had something very important to do, and the veteran in front of him... looked at the other party's armor, and the wretched look on his face, which made Medivh feel helpless. To trust each other!

"Sorry, may I take the liberty to ask, the armor on your body seems to be the standard equipment of the Lordaeron infantry regiment? And... the rank... seems to be a second lieutenant?"

After being silent and entangled for a while, Medivh finally asked cautiously. Anyway, if he didn't figure it out, he would definitely not casually say the reason for his visit.

"Oh! You read that right, before the undead disaster broke out, I was indeed a sentry tower guard in the Kingdom of Lordaeron! However, I am now the mayor of Flame Town. Moreover, I was appointed by the queen just now The temporary ruler of the Flame Kingdom has full power to deal with the matter of your visit! If you have anything to say, you can say it now."

Old John held his head high again, with a proud expression on his face.

God is so pitiful, he old John, a mud-legged man, will one day be able to become the ruler of a kingdom, and even stand in the queen's palace to receive a powerful mage visitor! As for this matter, after he can go back, he can brag about it with the bastards under him for a hundred days!

"...I think, I'd better wait until your Majesty the Queen wakes up..."

After hearing that the other party was exactly as he thought, Medivh almost scolded her!

What he was about to say was a matter of life and death for the entire world of Azeroth, how could he say it to this little former second lieutenant of Lordaeron in front of him? Can you understand you? Isn't this playing the piano randomly! Anyway, Medivh will never discuss with this veteran about the major events in the world of Azeroth here! no way!

"Hmph! Then wait slowly! Wait until Her Majesty wakes up! Don't blame me for not reminding you, it's morning, if you can see Her Majesty before the sun goes down, I will count you lucky!"

Damn it, how dare this mysterious old guy despise his identity? Old John was so angry that he shook his hand, snorted coldly, and walked directly outside the palace.

This black-skinned, dog-eyed fellow! How dare you look down on him, old John? It's really unreasonable!

It's not that he's bragging. If the old man wanted to discuss national affairs, he, Old John, would definitely be much more reliable than Her Majesty Queen Anne!

He, Old John, still remembers that two days ago, when they were preparing to clear the rugged land on the new site of Flame Town, when the construction was about to start, Her Majesty Queen Anne wanted to come to help out because she was extremely bored.

But in the end, she shook her hand and it was a big fireball, blowing up a big hole in the land that they had planned to build the town square and tried to level it, and they had to spend another whole day, I just barely filled the big hole back...

"..."

Medivh ignored the old John who was cursing and turned to go out. Even if he waited until night today, he must see the Queen of the Flame Kingdom! It was only one day, and he could still afford to wait.

After all, what he wants to say can only be said to this magical and powerful queen. It is not appropriate to replace it with other people, whether it is these fire elements or the human steward who just went out.