Chapter 1479: Here comes the master

Originally, Thrall was just the will of Orgrim.
In this life, Orgrim had a deeper meaning for Thrall, and he was also a life mentor.
When Thrall lost Orgrim for the first time outside Dalaran, Thrall broke his heart and regretted it for a long time. Orgrim returned as the deceased, and Thrall privately jumped for how many days and nights.
Only once you lose it, do you know how to cherish it.
Because of the entire tribe, only Orgrim knows Thrall's heart best, and can stand on Thrall's perspective for the tribe. And as an orc predecessor who once served as the chief, his opinions and experience are unparalleled.
Woking is not bad, but Woking is always a troll, and sometimes he has difficulty thinking about things from an orc perspective.
Now Orgrim had split Illidan face to face. How could Thrall not be shocked and distressed! ?
Just the next moment, Thrall smiled bitterly.
"I've been dead for a long time!" Orgrim yelled, generally launching [Counterattack Storm] without the upper body still landing.
This scene is very weird, leaving only half-length Orgrim, actually relying on the fighter's professional skills in the air to counterattack Illidan with a few hammers.
Illidan backed away, crossing Essinos's double-edged blade ten meters away, with an interesting look, watching half-length Orgrim fall to the ground and continue jumping.
Only then did everyone realize that Orgrim, the Forgotten, could not die again as long as it was not the core of his soul.
If Orgrim didn't mind, just find a suture to sew up his body and continue fighting.
Before Thrall was happy, Illidan was upset.
He took a hard sip: "It's a really dirty and annoying trait. Now that you're dead, be obedient and become my strength."
Illidan retracted his blade into the space bag with his left hand, then stretched his free palm forward.
A green ball of evil energy fluttered in the midst of the sky, and the swaying green light on it reflected the indifferent look on the self-proclaimed Outland Lord's face.
At this moment, the black cloth wrapped in the upper half of his face could no longer cover the hollow eyes under the black cloth, because the green flames of the wicked fire-like energies were burning in the eyes. Illuminated light made Illidan's whole body more gloomy.
I have to say that Van Cliff's father and daughter are quite brave.
When Illidan jumped out, they made a decision to temporarily abandon the soul box and storm Illidan.
Unfortunately, they were not successful.
A purple halo envelops Illidan, causing their sharp blades to bounce off fiercely before touching Illidan.
One of the four members of the Illidari Council, the Paladin crusher with the Paladin skill, gave a blessing of protection directly to Illidan, making Illidan temporarily immune to physical damage.
The other four, the night elf thief Willis Deepshadow, approached Edwin Vancliff with a shadow step. A few daggers forced Old Fan to give up Illidan and confront Willis.
No one can stop Illidan.
The light of the ball of light on his left palm was dissipating a little in his palm, and before everything returned to darkness, another temporarily ignored existence suddenly erupted.
"Woohoo" accompanied by the ambiguity of the soul mourning, the surrounding of the soul box began to flash a strange light. A purple-black vortex with a horrifying atmosphere opened over the Soul Box.
The vortex was spinning rapidly, and no one felt anything wrong at first.
Soon, everyone knows who this vortex is aimed at.
"Woo" Orgrim, who wasn't so `` dead, '' suddenly got out of his soul.
A green soul, exactly like Orgrim, flew out of his only half body under the absorption of the soul vortex, and plunged into the soul vortex before everyone responded.
In less than half a second, everyone found that the face of the source form of suffering of the Soul Box had been replaced by Orgrim's face.
The ex-chief closed his eyes tightly, and Zhang Da's mouth full of fangs, he kept barking in an orcish style.
It was an unconscious release of pain, but it conveyed distress, fear, and even more horror than these emotions throughout the tribal camp on the scene.
Turning his neck as if rusting the machine, Thrall looked again at Orgrim's previous position.
ash
And a tragic situation that is very relevant to this statement.
Orgrim's body was so completely destroyed, it was like he was drained of all the moisture, and there was no trace of weather left.
Illidan stomped his foot. The next second, Orgrim's body was like the dust that had been shredded by the storm, completely blown away, and there was no trace of the original.
"No," Thrall shouted, and he couldn't help weeping tears and wailing.
Illidan sneered: "There are a lot of orc souls in the soul box. I don't care if there are more orc souls. Why, don't you surrender? Thrall, this is the last chance for you and your tribe. It's ... "
The answer to Illidan was only one hammer.
It was like the horror of oppression that a volcano was suddenly thrown over.
Illidan chilled with a face: "You guys are looking for your own way!" As soon as he raised his hand, the demonic spell [Dark Barrage] was shot out, and countless black shadow missiles poured into the [Destroyed] Hammer] on.
The fiery flame above the hammerhead faded quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the hammer flew over a distance of three meters, it was already dark and hit the ground heavily. It seems that this prestigious hammer is no different from a fan of iron.
The Horde Powers are angry! Furious!
They gave up their goals and rushed towards Illidan.
They want to provoke this chief warrior who dares to prosecute the trampling corpse of the evil tribe's dignity.
It is a pity!
To a certain extent, the gap in strength cannot be filled with courage.
[Shadow Shock]!
This extremely exaggerated shadow group attack skill easily allowed all tribal warriors within 100 yards to be blown away. It took a while for them to fall like a dumpling.
"Ha! Isn't this our chief warrior !?" Gultug screamed and walked to Thrall lying on the ground. Because of the transformation of the evil energy, his body is larger than the already burly Thrall.
Gulturg looked at Illidan: "My master, don't you mind if I torture him?"
Illidan nodded, nodding.
[Boiled Blood] The power injected into Thrall's body, and Thrall screamed on the spot.
What's going on there? Suddenly she heard Vanessa's voice: "Don't get excited. The master is here." Rw