World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

Gorgeous, so gorgeous.

The raging fire burned on all plants and woodland, burning all plant civilization to ashes.

Since the beginning of the creation of the Titans, no creature, whether it is the giant Grond or his descendant the djinn, can completely eliminate the threat of plants. Since the birth of the spore community, although the Evergreen Woodland has been destroyed in the hands of the djinn and the arakkoa, it has never been No one has been able to truly destroy this holy land of plants. It seems that plants should really be like Aggramar predicted, and they will not die until the destruction of the world.

But the glorious era will always pass. In the rain of fire from the Horde army, the fireballs fell like raindrops on the plants in the Evergreen Woodland, causing effects beyond everyone's imagination. Even the natural spirit of Draenor itself was here. Help the Horde army.

The fireballs fell one after another, not only burning the plants, but also giving birth to fire elemental creatures. They were rolling in flames, and they would rudely set fire to any plant they saw, which would inevitably leave the Yongmao Woodland without any plants.

They want to dye this place red with fire.

"Burn, burn!" Kaz screamed. Just like her title, Kaz was venting her emotions while looking at the tragic situation of these plants that once brought her clan to the brink of destruction.

She took an archer's longbow, lit a flame on the arrow, and shot an arrow into the forest.

But soon, a horn sounded, which was Nergo's military order, and the troops retreated again.

Kaz didn't understand why he had to retreat. Everyone didn't understand it. Only a few people knew it.

"The big one is coming." Nergo looked calmly into the depths of the forest.

He didn't believe that the original Jing Beast could hide itself under such circumstances.

Soldiers against soldiers, against generals.

The original Ancestral Jing Beast could not last long in the face of the tribe's firepower, but he did not want unnecessary casualties.

The poison and parasitism of the original thorn beast are still too deadly for ordinary soldiers.

"What's the big one?" Kargas asked hurriedly: "The original thorn beast?"

"Yes, that's the thing." Nergo laughed twice, "I'm waiting for you to bring his head back to me."

Kargas blushed a little, but soon, his face showed a fierce look, "Then just wait for me, I will kill him within 99 seconds."

After saying that, Kargas stared straight ahead, waiting for the original thorn beast to show its head.

"He can't win." Ner'zhul approached Nergo and whispered with magic: "The elements told me that the guy inside is a strong enemy."

Kargas is too strong, although among the "Seven Heroes" at this moment, Kargas is almost the weakest one.

ps: The Seven Heroes are the seven powerful orcs in Draenor in the original plot, including Grommash, Blackhand, and Gul'dan, but currently it seems that Nergo has replaced Gul'dan.

But Kargas will not accept his fate. He has never accepted his fate since the day he became a gladiator.

"I will give him this opportunity to perform." Nergo knew that the current version of Kargath was a bit behind, not to mention Ner'zhul, who had full elemental affinity, and even Kilrogg, who had the blood ring secret technique, was a bit behind. He can't compare, but he will find ways to make him stronger.

A dark shadow quickly flashed across the forest in the distance, followed by rising dust, briefly covering the vision of several people.

coming.

The hearts of the orc chiefs were beating excitedly. This represented that the strongest combat power of plants outside of Flanlon was about to appear in front of them.

When the green centaur-like plant, which was as huge as Magalon, appeared, Ner'zhul almost forgot what he was going to say.

Although they knew that the next scene would be spectacular, and they would see Magolon's ancient enemy, everyone present was still shocked.

"Is this monster a god?" someone said.

"God? If he really is a god, let us unite and take off his head." Fenris snorted coldly. More than one Magolon died in the hands of his clan. Does the original thorn beast also deserve to be called a god?

"That's right." Nergo nodded immediately, "lok-tar, ogar."

At first it was him alone, and then everyone. Looking at the giant beast in front of them, the orcs who came back to their senses shouted an angry war cry.

Nergo took the lead, and violent lightning continuously bombarded the original thorn beast Yanu.

The same happened to Yanu. Seeing the tragic situation in the surrounding forest, he was furious and slammed the ground, creating a shamanic earthquake effect. The earth created cracks and was about to bury everyone.

At the critical moment, Ner'zhul summoned a whirlwind, dragging everyone in the air except Nergo.

"Let me do it." Nergo took over from Ner'zhul. Ner'zhul was not an Ascendant and was not as handy as him.

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, a green light flashed on Yanu's body, and the dead branches and leaves around him revived to form seedlings and flowers.

Breath, venom.

These brand-new plants launched a fierce attack on the orcs in mid-air.

Ner'zhul half-squinted his eyes. As a chopper team, none of them could be said to be resistant to damage. The only treatment was the guest appearance of his shaman.

"Purification."

"Riptide."

"Healing Surge."

Ner'zhul simply wished he had a few more hands and mouths. He was poisoned here and needed to be purified, and he was injured there and needed to be treated.

"Why isn't Velen here?" Ner'zhul asked what he had always wanted to ask. "And where is Taron'gor? Where has he gone?"

It can be said that Ner'zhul and this genius of the Shadowmoon clan have known each other for a long time. Because of this, he asked, why can such a large copy be played with only one healer?

"It will be over if you bear with it." Black Hand replied angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped down and hit the ground with a hammer. The hand of darkness, which was attached with various spells, was simply a magic weapon for clearing monsters. He charged forward, and with a wave of the hand of darkness in his hand, he could ignite a piece of plant, causing the plants to ignite. They turned into ashes and could never be resurrected.

"You can bear it, but I can't." Even though Ner'zhul was old, he couldn't stand this treatment. Looking around, there was no one left.

Blackhand was doing crazy output in front, Grommash jumped and slashed when he found an opportunity, Iron Wolf and Kargas were frantically trimming their feet towards Yanu...

When he looked back, he was the only one still behind, and even Margok...

Wait, where is Margok?

It turns out that the two-headed ogre is standing further away than him. It is true that the strongest has its own strong hand, and there is a capable person behind the capable person.

Ner'zhul looked at him with disdain, how could he be more afraid of death than an old guy like himself.

There is no such thing as a mage soul.

Ner'zhul sighed, "Sometimes the shaman has to save the world."

He cast spells silently, and each healing spell appeared in his hands.

Especially Kargas, this is his focus.

A stream of cold water poured down his long flowing hair, and Kargas suddenly felt that his injuries were much better. Kargas, who had just been kicked away by Janu, got up from the ground. He shouted to Nergo: "How long has it been?"

While throwing lightning bolts wildly, Nergo answered him: "If it were anyone else, I would tell him that it has been a long time, but if it were you, I would say that it has just begun."

"Then let's just think it's just the beginning!" Kargas spat, the anger in his heart rising. He could not accept his incompetence and he would not become a burden to the tribe.

With this mentality, he quickly rushed towards Yanu with a speed that he was proud of.

He escaped the breath and resisted the poisonous mist.

Kargas climbed up and down Janu's massive body.

Yanu felt this little thing climbing on him. He wanted to shoot it down, but he was attacked by others, so he had to deal with others first.

Kargas? It had already learned about this orc in the previous battle. He was very weak and could not hurt it at all.

Compared to him, the ogre's flames seemed more threatening.

But he didn't know that in this universe, orc warriors could sometimes achieve miracles.

"Bloodthirsty!" Nergo shouted hurriedly, and then rays of light flashed on Kargas' body, but he didn't know it.

He only knew that his body was now full of power, and his anger was rising. He swung the sickle, jumped down, jumped to his eyes, and slashed hard, leaving a crack on Janu's face. .

"Quick, Pyroblast!"

Everyone was unleashing spells on this wound, including Nergo's summoning lightning, Ner'zhul's lava burst, and Mal'gok's pyroblast.

Each spell made Yanu wail. When will the glory of Evergreen Woodland end? When Yanu walked out of the depths of the jungle, did he see the ending at this moment?

No matter how you put it, Yanu has now completely fallen to the power of the tribe.

The dream of evergreen woodland is tempting, but that beauty is out of reach.