This is Yrel's chance.

At this moment, Yrel did not use her warhammer. On the contrary, she released the warhammer in her hand. At the same time, the power of shadow condensed in her left hand to form a half-meter-long shadow blade, and in her right hand, she condensed a shadow blade. Blade of Light.

Taking advantage of the black hand's empty door, the energy blades of Yrel's left and right hands stabbed towards the black hand's chest.

As the great chief of the tribe, the chief of the Blackrock clan, Blackhand wears the sturdy heavy armor smelted by the Blackrock clan. At the same time, his thick muscles and sturdy bones are the best armor.

But in front of the highly condensed energy blade, whether it is the armor or the muscles and bones of the black hand, they are like butter pierced by a hot knife.

Blood gushed from the wound immediately.

However, with Black Hand's powerful vitality, just such a wound would seriously injure Black Hand at most, and could not kill him at all.

But the two-handed energy blade is not Yrel's real killer move.

Yrel did not expect to kill Blackhand with the Blade of Light or Blade of Shadow alone.

What she relies on is the collision of two energy blades.

It was a secret ultimate move that she had never used in actual combat after she mastered it, and it was also a skill that could exert several times the destructive power of the power of holy light and shadow itself.

That is the opposite of the light and the shadow, the mutual strength of the two energies.

With Yrel's anger, the mixed forces of light and darkness are like colliding positive and negative particles, and at the same time of annihilation, huge energy and explosions are generated.

In just an instant, Blackhand and Yrel were overwhelmed by the blast and smoke.

The range of the explosion spread to several meters away, and the shock wave even made the draenei and orcs standing tens of meters away.

But this didn't scare them off, because at the core of the explosion there were their leaders, and they eagerly wanted to know who caused the explosion and who won the battle.

After a long time, the smoke and dust drifted away, revealing the scene in the center of the battlefield.

The draenei burst into cheers, while the Horde burst into an uproar.

It was [Holy Shield]. Although the explosion was so close to her, Yrel, who possessed the Divine Shield, managed to survive the explosion and even looked unscathed.

On the other hand, the black hand, at this moment, he fell to the ground covered in charred black, even if he didn't die, he would be unconscious.

"No! No! No! Warchief!"

Seeing this, all the orcs let out a whimper, and the Guards of the Black Hand all took off their helmets. These powerful warriors tore their hair and cut horrific scars on their faces and chests with sharp knives. Blood was gushing out, and more people rushed in the direction of the Black Hand like a madman, trying to take back their warchief—or at least grab the body of the warchief.

And more orcs scattered like birds and beasts, even if they still had the advantage overall, even if they could take Shattrath just a few more days.

This is the orcs, they are martial and savage, they are the most ferocious warriors, worship the strong and despise the weak.

But in the face of the death of the strongest leader, they also become the most cowardly bereaved dogs.

Facing the crazy Blackrock Guards, Yrel did not go against its edge, but returned to Shattrath with the cavalry in the horde chaos.

In the distance, Gul'dan, who had been watching the duel, was also swearing.

"Damn, damn, I knew that this brash man with muscles, he ruined such a great situation! If he hadn't had some use value, I should have let him really die there."

Yes, the black hand is not dead.

Gul'dan, who had not been optimistic about this championship match for a long time, had already prepared a spell to play with his soul in advance, ensuring that Black Hand would not really die even if he failed - and the price was to become his puppet completely.

But he could only do so much.

As the chief of the Shadow Council, the true leader of the tribe in secret, and the right-hand man of the warchief on the bright side, Gul'dan had no ability to maintain order after the "death" of the black hand, and could only watch the battlefield fall into chaos.

The only thing that made him happy was that the draenei in the city seemed to be completely underpowered. Sending cavalry to destroy the magic artillery was their last outbreak. Facing the chaotic horde army, they did not have the energy to send an army to attack, otherwise. If so, it's hard to believe how much the tribe will suffer in this battle.

And now, although the tribal army is in chaos, the actual casualties are not many, most of them are the result of trampling on each other. As long as he can cure the black hand in time, he can rebuild the army. Today's accident cannot hurt the tribe at all. 's vitality.

But soon he knew that he was wrong.

Chapter 1168 Escape

The results of Yrel's attack were remarkable.

Because of Blackhand's "death", the chaos of the Horde army continued for a whole day, until Gul'dan announced that their warchief was not dead, but seriously injured, and led the chiefs of the clans to meet the wounded Blackhand. gradually subsided.

It's just that no one found out that the black hand who "survived" in the duel became more silent and ruthless than before, and he also showed some kind of subconscious obedience when he saw Gul'dan.

For the survival of the black hand, most of the chiefs are very lucky.Although Blackhand still lost to the draenei leader Yrel in the championship match despite being assisted by Gul'dan in disrepute, the morale of the orcs was greatly damaged, and the prestige of Blackhand was seriously affected, but even Being the oldest chief among them, Kilrogg of the Blood Ring Clan had to admit that, looking at the entire tribe, no one could do better than Blackhand in that gladiatorial fight.

The Horde still needs the power of the Blackhand, whether for the unity of the Horde or against Yrel.

Therefore, the result of the failure of the Great Chief is nothing. Everyone pretended to be confused, and no one stood up stupidly to challenge the status of the black hand.

Orcs are reckless and warlike, but they are not fools.

And the black hand did not let the others down.Early the next morning, he returned to the battlefield with his seriously injured body and showed his bravery.

Shocked by Blackhand's courage and perseverance, the tribe regained its fighting spirit and re-attacked Shattrath with the belief of avenging Blackhand.

However, it was only now that they discovered that what they were attacking was no longer a heavily fortified fortress, but an empty city with a facade.

The city that had been resolutely resisting them all day yesterday, but now there is no one on the top of the city, and the various cannons that had caused huge damage to them also seemed to be collectively misfired.

At first, the orcs thought it was a draenei's plan, but it wasn't until they cautiously walked down to the city with their shields and tried to climb up the ladder to the city tower. There should be draenei warriors in golden armor standing, and the city walls lined with destructive photon turrets are empty, as if those draenei, those photon turrets never existed.

"Reporting the warchief, the warriors have rummaged through Shattrath, but they haven't found a single living blueskin—they have indeed all left here."

After a full day of searching, the warriors brought the answer to Blackhand.

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