World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

Perhaps for the real bosses of this universe, or even their servants, the Abyss Lords are not such a difficult enemy to deal with, but for the tribal warriors at this moment, Maronos is undoubtedly a terrifying enemy that they cannot face, no matter what Whether it was the baptism of cannonballs or the attack of magic, it was like scratching an itch for him, it could only make him feel ridiculous.

He is Annihran, a powerful lord of the abyss! These huge destroyers take pleasure in erasing the civilization of mortals in the endless twisting void. But now they are facing Hellscream, who is famous for hunting giants. Can he still have the ability to face Maronos? The courage to wield a weapon?

It turns out Grommash not only has it, it's big.

As the soldiers gradually retreated and moved, only Grommash and Nelgo faced the giant beast on the empty ground.

Such a huge opponent not only failed to scare Grommash, but instead increased his fighting spirit.

I saw that Maronos raised his heavy front hooves and raised the spear in his hand. A ball of destructive evil energy condensed on the tip of the spear. In an instant, a ray was guided by his spear. Shooting towards Grommash's position rapidly.

Grommash ran all the way, dodging the flames of Maronos in a slightly embarrassed manner.

"Hahahahaha, that's it?" Maronos looked at Grommash in such a mess, and the depression in his heart was swept away. His already irritable mental state became even more frantic. He waved the spear in his hand and aimed at Balls of evil flames were thrown on the surrounding ground, but with Grommash's agile speed and the blessing of the Nelgo wind element, these attacks were all avoided with almost no danger.

"Mighty Grommash, what's wrong with you? Why are you running?" Maronos smiled jokingly.

And Grommash kept breathing heavily. He knew that if there was a head-on confrontation, most of the warriors would die, let alone him. A real warrior would be able to survive even when the gap in strength is as big as a bright moon and a firefly. Find the most precise moment and hit with a fatal blow.

Grommash watched every swing of Malonoth's spear and the green storm he created. He knew the disadvantages of arrogance, and he did not believe that Maronos could maintain his full concentration when seeing his embarrassed appearance.

He was teasing him, and although Grommash didn't know why Maronos did this, it was undoubtedly a good thing for him, and because of this he was able to find opportunities in his carelessness.

"I thought you were so capable? So this is all you can do? Hahahahaha...ah!"

His wild laughter stopped suddenly, and a ball of condensed lightning bloomed in his chest like a flower. The fusion of wind element magic and lightning power made him feel some piercing pain in his chest.

"Sneak attack? Despicable insect, remember my name, Maronos will turn you into a corpse!" Maronos's attention was attracted by Nergo, and his attacks began to show gaps. .

"Everyone can tell lies. Now I am here, just asking for death." Nergo took the opportunity to send a message to Grommash, "Find a good opportunity Chief, I will attract his attention, remember you still have nuclear bombs, If necessary, attack me too, I won’t die.”

Will he really not die? He didn't know, maybe Sylvanas was right, he always seemed to want her to be a widow.

However, a smile appeared on Nelgo's lips. Isn't that what orcs should be like? Kill or be killed, blood and thunder!

boom!

A beam of light came, containing enough power to destroy a mortal town without any magical protection.

Then he used his spear to slash at the thick smoke caused by the spell for a while, as if he wanted to release all his anger.

Before he could relieve his anger, a breath came out of his mouth, like a giant dragon.

After this series of operations, he was convinced that the bug that dared to challenge him was dead.

Grommash was horrified and turned his head to look at Nergo instead of looking at the terrible storm in the sky... He was unable to provide any help to Nergo's current situation. Not only that, he found that his situation was even more precarious.

Thousands, perhaps tens of thousands, of shadow arrows turned into raindrops and fell from the sky. This was not the rubbish spell cast by ordinary warlocks, although the abyss lords headed by Maronos seemed like stupid fools (fact This is true), but their magical attainments are not low. Although they cannot be compared with races like the Eredar, it would be an insult to Annihelan to compare them with the spells of most mortal warlocks.

Mannoroth clearly understood his true threat. He had died at the hands of Grommash more than once, and now he would use all his strength to kill Grommash.

"The voice of the sky." In the dark fog, Nergo was unscathed. He is a spellbreaker, but Maronos didn't seem to realize this, or he didn't bother to understand mortal magic. Nergo said Li uttered a spell coldly, and then threw the thunder in his hand.

Wind, for ordinary people, is a phenomenon of air movement.

Wind, for spellcasters, may represent the power of the element.

But for Maronos, at this moment, the wind symbolizes thunder, the storm, and the prelude to his fall again.

Above his head, the injuries caused by the storm and thunder caused a scar to appear on his head that was burning with evil fire. Under the influence of this injury, he became more ferocious and angry. He shook his head and used his mammoth-like point to His teeth were facing Nergo, and his eyes were filled with magical fluctuations, which made Nergo, as strong-minded as he was, feel frightened for a moment.

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Mannoroth stared. This spell not only has this effect, but its effect has sequels. Shadows began to emerge on Nergo. As the Burning Legion has been fighting against the void forces for many years, many demons have integrated their opponents' spells into it. into his own system.

boom.

Who is it again? Maronos turned to face Grommash, only to find that it was just an explosion from a small box.

The explosion effect was okay, it didn't do much damage to him, but it was extremely insulting. Grommash actually dared to attack? Shouldn't he run for his life now?

But Grommash wanted to slash Gorehowl at the big demon in front of him, but he knew that compared with Nergo, his power seemed ridiculous. What role does an ordinary warrior without any power have in this universe?

When Nergo was dealing with Maronos, he could have stood aside and watched or even escaped from the battlefield, but what was the point?

The orc only had one thing on his mind. Two voices immediately appeared in his mind, one told him not to let Nergo down, and the other said the orc saying: win or die.

"Shaman!" he shouted: "Everyone thinks that ordinary warriors cannot play a role in this kind of battle, but today I am going to let these demons see my voice, the voice of an orc warrior!"

With explosions, Grommash threw out all the nuclear bombs Nergo had given him previously. The huge smoke made everyone on the scene unable to judge the location with their eyes, and could only perceive it through magic.

"What are you going to do -" Nergo wanted to sense Grommash's position, but found that Grommash was quickly approaching Maronos. He hurriedly blew out the smoke and saw Grommash jumping. .

Grommash charged forward with all his strength, the chaotic violent power of Maronos surrounding him, and the air was filled with the destructive aura of the Abyss Lord. There seems to be no hope or victory here, just full of the violent destructive power of Maronos' body and his irresistible sulfurous breath. If this orc hadn't been Grommash, he would have completely succumbed to this violence by now.

With the roar, Grommash felt that he had reached the pinnacle of power in his life. He felt that there was endless power in his body, and his iron will urged him to challenge this demon.

"I know that you want to enslave us and the orcs, but I, Grommash, will tell you today that the orcs will never be slaves at any time!"

Grommash roared loudly. Due to the obstruction of the previous thick smoke and the interference of the explosion, Maronos only focused on the location where the sound came from, but only saw a black shadow moving, which attracted his attention. He instinctively turned sideways to the shadow——

That's an orc, wait, that's Grommash! ?

With a thundering roar, Maronos even felt that his eardrums would be burst, if he had any.

"Wait, Grommash? What's going on? Gul'dan, these mortals are too strong!"

But Gul'dan didn't answer his questions, and no one came to help him. The only ones who gradually approached him were Grommash and his Gorehowl.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Maronos' eyes were full of hatred. The moment the blood roar hit his head, he felt that his body was already dead.

boom! ! !

At the last moment of his life, he chose to release the power in his body and explode himself. This is considered a classic operation of the Abyss Lord. Anyway, the demon will be resurrected in the Twisting Nether after death.

"Get away!" Maronos's huge body gradually expanded. This explosion was enough to turn the Hellfire Fortress into ruins. Nergo didn't dare to bet that the ring would work. He used all his strength to no longer Keep a trace of mana, and even overdraw the soul element to bring Grommash out of here.

A moment later, a terrifying light that could burn out any mortal's eyeballs lit up on the body of Maronos.

It was the dazzling light of the Abyss Lord's explosion, a light brighter than a thousand suns.

Along with a huge rumbling sound, a huge mushroom cloud rose in the Hellfire Fortress.

A huge shock wave directly swept up sand, dust, flying rocks and broken walls, and rushed in all directions.

At that moment, this was the most dazzling place in the entire world, and even the world would be eclipsed by it.

None of the tribe members who survived because Grommash ordered the withdrawal spoke. Everyone was deeply shocked by this exaggerated scene.

Even the demons they fought were amazed by the sacrifice of this orc. Everyone thought that Grommash was dead, even the Horde. In their eyes, no one could survive such a huge explosion.

But, is Grommash really dead?

When everyone was shouting for revenge for Grommash, a bloody whirlwind swept a figure into the tribe's military formation.

In an instant, the whirlwind disappeared, and Grommash appeared here safe and sound.

"The chief is not dead!"

This news spread quickly to all directions, not only making the tribe rejoice, but also making many demons curse in their hearts. You, Maronos, are indeed a filial son of Grommash. You will be stable and filial when you meet him. In the past, it was easy to say that everyone has not seen him. Come on, now I'm embarrassed in front of everyone. Let's not talk about it if I haven't been beaten before. I can't do it even if I change it.

Destroyer of hammers.

The demons were exiled back to the Twisting Nether one by one. They were unwilling to do so, but they were unable to change the situation of the war.

Grommash raised Gorehowl high, and drops of green demon blood dripped from the sharp ax blade.

"I'm still here, now go out with me and bring Gul'dan's head back to me!"