Chapter 1802 Goron Shows Off His Evil Ways

"No! The death of warriors is meaningful!" Garrosh showed an extremely tough side. He waved and a female tauren appeared.

"Magatha!? Is it you?" Kane showed a slight displeasure on his face.

Magatha Horrible Totem, on the surface, this female tauren shaman is dedicated to researching ways to turn the Forgotten back into the living. She also serves as an important advisor to Cairn Bloodhoof, but she is actually a member of the tribe. Typical hawk.

What's less well known is that she always wanted to see Kane die.

Before Cairn unified the entire tauren tribe and led them to settle in Thunder Bluff, Magatha had achieved monopoly over his tribe. As a treacherous and powerful shaman and a leader with serious extreme tendencies, Magatha has never fully accepted Kane as the chief of all tauren, nor does he believe that the Bloodhoof tribe can truly serve as the leader of all tauren. fight for their well-being and unite them.

Although no one could deny her power, her wisdom, and her erudition, no one except those of her own tribe were willing to obey her will.

Kaine brought her to Thunder Bluff in order to monitor her every move and control the spread of the Grimtotem clan's influence.

What Caine was dissatisfied about now was that she actually got involved with Garrosh behind his back.

Magatha saluted Kane and then said to everyone: "The enemy has been paralyzed. They thought that the tribe was just a group of weak bugs that they could slaughter. Deathwing had just transferred 90% of the Twilight Dragons. . They must be going to deal with Dragon Sleep Temple and the Alliance."

Vol'jin, Kane and Dranosh's hearts fell to the bottom at the same time.

Up to this moment, the tribe had sacrificed two hundred thousand people. Are these 200,000 living lives just to divert trouble to the east and create an opportunity for the tribe to storm into the Twilight Fortress?

How callous and cruel is this! ?

If Garrosh is just cold and cruel, then if he gets mixed up with the insidious and cunning Magatha, then the effect of one plus one equals two will not be the same.

Garrosh's rugged face showed a confident smile: "What are you waiting for? Prepare to launch a general attack! That guy Gruul can't wait any longer!"

As we all know, Thrall and Gruul actually don't get along.

Unexpectedly, when Garrosh came to power, Gruul, a grumpy guy, had a bad rap with him.

"Leave it to me and my little cub!" Since coming to Azeroth, Gruul has become more generous and fatter. He snapped a few female Gronns and raised a few more.

Gruul, a demigod monster, gave birth in a strange way, more like a split of some kind of power than a normal pregnancy. In just one year, the youngest ones have grown to be almost the same size as their older brothers. The combat power is also almost the same.

On this day, in the eyes of Twilight believers, the tribe once again came to die.

The green tide rushes over the mountains and plains, but unfortunately it will crowd into a ball when it reaches a few passes. Just in time to give the Twilight Dragon a round of dragon's breath, which was waiting for something to happen, and it was all served in one pot.

There were too many orc corpses these days. The Twilight Dragon doesn't even need to go out to forage. After fighting every day, it's enough to fly down and gulp down the fresh corpses.

It seemed like a patterned attack, and the Twilight Dragons didn't feel anything was wrong.

But when nearly a hundred giant twilight dragons began to glide close to the ground and enter a state of swooping and shooting with dragon breath, the landscape in front of them suddenly changed.

Within the field of vision, more than a hundred huge humanoid creatures broke into their field of vision without warning. They cannot tell what is phantom and what is reality.

They instinctively attack these large animals.

"Huh--" The violent flames burned the ground.

The orcs who were burned by the flames immediately turned into human-shaped torches, wailing and running. After a few moments, they fell to the ground and twitched, and then died as easily as ever.

But these huge humanoid monsters with rock-wrapped skins are not afraid of the flames of the Twilight Dragon, showing mobility beyond the dragon's imagination.

Some of them smashed giant rocks the size of tanks, and some of them jumped three to forty meters directly into the air, hugging the flying dragons, and together with these giant dragons with strange purple-blue scales Falling to the ground, he struggled into a ball.

The two largest adult dragons set their sights on Gruul, the largest. They also serve directly with flames.

Gruul, who was the size of a small mountain, showed agility that was incompatible with his huge body and made a sideways movement. Just by standing on his front and rear legs, two blazing dragon breaths passed by him.

Behind him, a series of blazing sounds similar to explosions were quickly produced. The dazzling light of the dragon's breath made the mortals around them couldn't help but squint their eyes.

Only Gruul ignored the shock wave generated by the explosion, and his entire 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 left to right.

However, the unimaginable second stage of acceleration allowed Gruul to pass between the mouths and claws of the two dragons.

Although it was not a direct hit, the dragon's claws still opened several long, half-meter-deep holes on the left side of the neck, the right arm, and the left side of the waist.

There is no blood, because the Gronn is half rock and half creature. The fatal injuries in the eyes of others were just superficial wounds on Gron's body.

Instead, Gruul grabbed the two dragons' necks as they passed by.

"Roar!"

"Kaka!"

The two giant dragons were thrown to the ground with their bellies in the air. Just when they were knocked dizzy, Gruul made a very exaggerated move - he actually connected the snake necks of two Twilight dragons and tied them in a tight knot.

The scene was very strange. The powerful dragon that had been slaughtering tribal warriors these days had become a ridiculous toy in front of Gruul, the ancient demigod beast.

Gruul stepped on the shoulder of one giant dragon, and then pulled the other dragon apart with his hands. Because the neck was knotted, the dragons began to lack oxygen, and their struggle became weaker and weaker.

In the end, when the snake's neck is stretched to the extreme, after exceeding the limit.

"Poof!" With a sound, the neck of the first twilight dragon was violently torn off. Gruul did not let go of the other one, and 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 huge openings, forming a combined fountain in mid-air - a fountain of blood.

"Hahahaha! Wahahahaha!" Gruul looked up to the sky and laughed. His laughter was the main theme of today's battle.