"No! The death of the warriors is meaningful! " Garrus showed an extremely tough side. With a wave of his hand, a female Tauren appeared.
"Magatha!? It's you? "Kane's face showed a little displeasure.
Magatha Grimtotem. On the surface, this female Tauren Shaman was committed to researching ways to turn the Forsaken back into living people. At the same time, she also served as an important advisor to Kane Bloodhoof, but in fact, she was a typical hawk in the tribe.
What was even less known was that she had always wanted to see Kane die.
Before Kane unified the entire Tauren tribe and led them to Thunder Cliff to settle down, Magatha had already achieved power in her tribe. As a treacherous and powerful Shaman and an extremely biased leader, Magatha had never fully accepted Kane as the chief of all the Tauren, nor did she believe that the Bloodhoof tribe could truly fight for the well-being of all the Tauren and unite them together.
Although no one could deny her strength, her wisdom, and her erudition, no one was willing to obey her will except those of her own tribe.
Kane brought her to Thunder Cliff in order to monitor her every move and control the spread of the Grimtotem clan's influence.
Now Kane was dissatisfied that she had actually mixed up with Garrus behind his back.
Magatha saluted Kane and then said to everyone, "The enemy has been paralyzed. They think that the tribe is just a group of weak bugs that they can slaughter. Wing of Death has just transferred 90% of the Twilight Dragons. They must have gone to deal with the Sleeping Dragon Temple and the Alliance. "
Wojin, Kane, and Dranoosh's hearts fell to the bottom at the same time.
Up to this moment, the tribe had sacrificed 200,000 people. These 200,000 fresh lives were just for the sake of causing trouble, and then creating an opportunity for the tribe to attack the Twilight Fortress?
How cold and cruel was this!?
If Garrus was only cold and cruel, then when he mixed up with the insidious and cunning Magatha, the effect was not one plus one equals two.
Garrus' rough face showed a smile of victory, "What are you waiting for? Prepare to launch an all-out attack! That guy Gruul can't wait! "
As everyone knew, Sal and Gruul did not see eye to eye.
Unexpectedly, when Garrouch came to power, Gruul, the irascible guy, became like him.
"Leave it to me and my little brat!" Ever since he came to Azeroth, Gruul could be considered to have a big heart and fat body. He slapped a few female Gorons and raised a few more Smashes.
The Demigod monster Gruul's method of reproduction was very strange. It was more like the division of some kind of power than a normal pregnancy. Within a year, the smallest ones had grown to the same size as their older brothers. Their battle prowess was about the same.
On this day, in the eyes of the Twilight believers, the Horde came to die again.
The Green Tide that covered the mountains and plains rushed over, but it was a pity that it would crowd together at a few mountain passes. It was a perfect opportunity for the Twilight Dragon to unleash a round of Dragon Breath and wipe them all out.
These days, there were simply too many Orc corpses. The Twilight Dragon didn't even need to go out to look for food. Every day after the battle, it would fly down and devour fresh corpses.
It was like a pattern of attack, and the Twilight Dragons didn't feel anything wrong.
But when nearly a hundred Twilight Dragons began to glide close to the ground and entered the state of swooping Dragon Breath, the scene in front of them suddenly changed.
In their field of vision, more than a hundred huge humanoid creatures broke into their field of vision without warning. They couldn't tell what was an illusion and what was real.
Instinctively, they launched an attack on the big guys.
"Whoosh —" The violent flames scorched the ground.
The Orcs that were burned by the flames immediately turned into humanoid torches, wailing and running. After a few moments, they fell to the ground and twitched, and then died easily as usual.
But these huge humanoid monsters with rock-wrapped skin were not afraid of the Twilight Dragon's flames at all, showing a mobility beyond the imagination of the dragons.
Some of them smashed out huge rocks the size of tanks. Some of them jumped thirty to forty meters into the air and hugged the flying dragons. They fell to the ground together with the dragons with strange purplish-blue scales and wrestled with each other.
The two largest adult dragons stared at Gruul, who was the largest of them all. They also directly served him with flames.
Gruul, who was the size of a small mountain, showed agility that was not commensurate with his huge body. He made a sideways movement. Just by standing with his front and back legs, two blazing Dragon Breaths brushed past him.
Behind him, there was a series of explosions that sounded like raging flames on the prairie. The dazzling light of the Dragon Breath made the surrounding mortals squint their eyes.
Only Gruul ignored the shock wave caused by the explosion, and his whole body shot into the sky like a cannonball.
The two Twilight Dragons opened their mouths angrily, raised their claws, flapped their wings, and attacked Gruul from the left and right.
However, the unimaginable double acceleration allowed Gruul to pass between the two dragons' mouths and claws.
Although it was not a direct hit, the left side of his neck, right arm, and left side of his waist were opened by the dragon claws.
There was no blood, because Gollon was a half-stone half-creature. The fatal wound in the eyes of others was just a superficial wound on Gollon.
Instead, Gruul grabbed the necks of the two dragons when he passed by.
"Roar!"
"Ka ka!"
The two dragons were thrown to the ground with their bellies facing the sky. Just as they were dizzy from the fall, Gruul made a very exaggerated move. He actually connected the necks of the two Twilight Dragons and tied a dead knot.
The scene was very strange. The powerful dragons that had been wantonly slaughtering the tribal warriors these days became ridiculous toys in front of Gruul, an ancient demigod beast.
Gruul stepped on the shoulder of a dragon and pulled the other dragon away with his hand. Because their necks were tied, the dragons began to lack oxygen, and their struggles became weaker and weaker.
In the end, when the dragon's neck was pulled to the extreme, it exceeded the limit.
"Puff!" The neck of the first Twilight Dragon was forcibly torn off. Gruul did not let the other one go. He directly used his giant claws to tear off the dragon's neck that was still connected to the other dragon's neck …
Blood immediately sprayed out from the four gaping wounds, forming a series of fountains in mid-air — Blood Fountains.
"Hahahaha! Wahahahaha! "Gruul looked up to the sky and laughed. His laughter was the main melody of today's battle.
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