Seeing Onyxia's powerful and agile figure gradually disappear into the distance, Grom's ambition seemed to be ignited.
"I don't know why, but I just think of my old friend Zuluhid!"
Although the beastmen of the Dragonmaw Clan had used dishonorable means to control the Red Dragon Clan, that was a glorious era when beastmen could also become Dragon Knights and conquer the sky. It wasn't like now, where everyone could feel the withering of the tribe's talents.
Most of the older generation of Orcs were killed, and the rest were old.
Among the new generation of Orcs, there were few that Grom looked up to. Only Sal and Wojin were leading the way. Moreover, the professions were very unbalanced. Most of them were melee professions. There were only a few ranged professions, and there were no heroes like human priests who could recover.
If the Tribe fought with the Alliance, as long as the Tribe could not kill the Alliance's recovery professions in the first round, it could basically be declared the Tribe's failure.
In fact, not only Grom, but Ogrimma's Great Chief Sal was also anxious. The Rustwater Conglomerate represented by the Goblin Trade Prince Galivix felt that it was completely unprofitable to trade with the Alliance. After the shameless Alliance attacked the Booty Bay controlled by the Goblins, the Goblins chose to side with the Tribe, which Sal accepted without hesitation.
The Goblins only offset the technological advantage that the Gnomes brought to the Alliance.
This was far from enough. The Tribe seriously lacked magic heroes.
At this time, a guest that Sal didn't want to see brought a proposal that he couldn't refuse …
When he saw the real guest brought by the guest, Sal trembled and his mouth moved for a long time. Finally, he put his right hand on his chest and bowed. That was the tribe's most ancient etiquette …
Of course, Grom and the others were still fighting in the Molten Core and didn't know what was happening far away in Ogrimma.
They had to focus on the battle in front of them.
"Ha!"
"Roar!"
The Tauren Chief Cain, who had recovered his spirit, continued to use his terrible momentum to fight against Archimonde. He directly rushed towards the Molten Core Giant that was about to punch him.
The difference in size was almost five times, but it was the Molten Core Giant that was pushed back.
The old bull snorted, "Slag Giant, your strength is simply unworthy of the giant name!"
"Hmph!" Grom leaped up high and cleanly slashed the Molten Core Giant's neck with [Bloodhowl]. If it wasn't a fire elemental creature, this axe alone would have killed it.
But it didn't. Even though half of its neck had been chopped off and its head was hanging low, it still swung its arm at Grom, trying to slap him to death.
At this moment, a chilling stream of ice rushed into the giant's body, and very craftily entered the giant's body through the wound that Grom had created.
The blazing flame heart in the Molten Core Giant's body was instantly extinguished by this cold spring, and the giant suddenly stopped moving.
After killing one giant, there would be hundreds and thousands of giants surging over. That kind of continuous and continuous pressure, if it was someone with a weak mind, would have easily collapsed.
The leader of this group was a peerless expert who had been through a lot!
"Hahahaha! Not enough! Not enough! If you want to punch me, you have to be ten times stronger — "Kane was very excited. In the battle of Mount Hyjal, he was suppressed by Archimonde, but now the situation was completely reversed.
A totem pole, a super heavy weapon, was used by Kane as if it was as light as an embroidery needle. The Molten Core Giant had never seen such a way of fighting. The idiots who thought that Kane was holding a hollow pillar were all dismantled into stone in the next moment.
Duke Hydacis' body grew at least ten times larger, and the eight or nine-story tall Molten Core Giant only reached his waist.
Not only him, but a dozen strong Hydacis Water Elementals also stood up. They were no less tall than the Molten Core Giant, and they stood in a neat formation with hundreds of other Water Elementals, pouring a storm of wind and rain toward the exit of the cave.
Soon, everyone realized the benefits of defending the dangerous place. The Molten Core Giants were too huge. Even if they disintegrated into a pile of high-temperature stones after they died, they still quickly blocked the seemingly wide line of defense of 500 meters.
The giants at the back had to foolishly climb over the bodies of their dead companions.
Wo Jin shouted, "Don't block the entrance, just let them squeeze like this."
This was a place near the first boss of the Molten Core. A cave with a slightly lower terrain connected the main area to this side. On both sides of the cave were rivers of lava that were difficult to pass through, but this was only for mortals.
As one of the fire elemental creatures, the Molten Core Giants did not matter at all. Blocking the cave would instead cause the giants who had nowhere to go to take a detour, causing more pressure on the line of defense.
Wo Jin simply set up a pocket formation, or rather, a crane wing formation, while stalling for time to kill the opponent.
The situation became tense with the introduction of an elite Molten Core Destroyer into the battlefield.
This guy's strength was beyond everyone's expectations, and even Kane had to show some real skills. The two behemoths fought on the blazing ground, turning the sky and earth upside down.
If this was a street fight, it was estimated that most of the city would be destroyed in an instant, and several blocks would wail in the flames of destruction.
The hard rock ground collapsed inch by inch. Every step of the giant produced blazing flames. Even the fire had a tendency to spread further with the wind.
"You want to kill me? You're not strong enough!" Kane roared.
A Tauren and a Giant, their fierce battle made the ground solid.
The ground was like broken waves stacked layer by layer, and there were shocking cracks full of flames everywhere. It was like an active volcano just happened to erupt under their feet.
On the other side, Onyxia kept complaining, and the heroes could not help but smile bitterly.
"Be grateful to be on my dragon's back!"
"If it wasn't for the guidance of fate, you would never have this honor in your lifetime."
"I'm telling you, don't move, or I won't be responsible if you fall!"
Duque held his forehead. He did not understand why a female Black Dragon who was born to play tricks would become like this after becoming a mount.
Was this arrogance?
Or some kind of distortion?
Duque did not know, but this might be a good thing!
Duque sat on the dragon's back on the dragon's saddle, which was theoretically the dragon's throne. The System kept scanning, and finally, a huge, red outline of a human figure.
The next moment, more red outline monsters entered Duque's vision.
Even seeing the three red names, Duque still had a confident expression on his face, "Found you!"
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