Chapter 425: : Leadership Team and Yingjie

Kalimdor continent, Orgrimmar, underground fortress.
Markorok gave an unwilling roar, and this Garrosh's fanatical diehard first accepted the twilight infusion given by Garrosh, and gloriously became the number one lord of the High Warlord.
Of course, the price is a serious decline in IQ, a severe distortion and expansion of the body, and a bloodthirsty killing machine.
The dark purple twilight energy polluted his blood, turning it purple, and even the skin around him changed color.
Speaking of orcs, this race is really miserable, with all colors. . .
Brown, green, red, black, purple, gray. . .
Ok. . . If you add one more color, you can be directly promoted to colorful orcs.
Markorok felt invincible. His endless twilight energy boiled in his body, and those enemies who dared to defy the chieftain's will would be torn apart by himself. . .
The twisted orc was slammed into the ground, and a deep crater full of cracks appeared under the orc.
Then a chain of arcane energy only wrapped around Malkorok's arms, pulling him up directly and throwing him heavily on the ground outside the pit.
King Varian shrugged and waved his great sword again.
Gamour was not to be outdone, his huge axe was burning with the fierce dawn flames, and Varian rushed up.
Well, two powerful MTs are in place.
At the rear, a group of horribly powerful men are desperately outputting.
Jaina wouldn't say anything, the old Faye strong, one hand the ice spell flew up, and the ice arrow shot like a machine gun at the twisted orc.
Vol'jin, the shadow hunter, inserted a serpent totem in front of him. The cobra formed by the voodoo energy vomited a letter, and the voodoo arrows never stopped.
As for himself, he was happily projecting a javelin in his hand, whistling with the energy of shadows and flying towards Markorok.
Saal, the plate shaman, was shameless. After inserting a few elemental totems, he waved the Doomhammer, released the lightning bolt, and came across a remote output.
As for the melee output, Durotan and Orgrim, two old-time characters, have grown strong. Although their strength has begun to decline, in cooperation with Grom Hellscream, the death knight, a long-lost melee combat is still Without any problems.
Markorok is a tragedy. He may be very powerful, but his enemies are not those adventurers everywhere.
This leader-level team can be described as an All-Star lineup. Even if Garrosh himself meets it, he must first weigh how much he has.
After entering the lower level of the fortress, the Resistance's offensive was instantly unrestrained.
After all, from the lower level, there are no normal orc troops, all of them are twisted orcs that have received the twilight infusion, or all kinds of demon ghosts.
Kukaron's troops had all surrendered, and after seeing their general Nazgorin defeated, Kukalon could no longer afford to resist.
Some Kukalon soldiers with red eyes wanted to take revenge on Nazgorin, but then saw that Nazgorin was intact and immediately became honest, obediently cooperated as a captive.
With the last dying roar of unknown significance, Malkorok's large, twisted body fell to the ground.
However, his treatment was completely inferior to that of Nazgorin. No one regretted him, and no one did grooming or silence for him.
The Resistance did not stay, and continued to move forward, throwing the monster's body to the follow-up cleaning team.
Going deeper, the rebels faced a chaotic scene head-on.
A giant dinosaur covered in steel armor with a round high-voltage electric collar around its neck was rampaging in the hall. Garrosh's soldiers were desperately attacking this highly destructive beast, a group of tamers. The orc dressed up by the division tried every means to try to control the steel dinosaur.
"Wait a minute, soon ..."
King Varian stopped what he wanted to do, and seemed to be waiting.
A moment later, a slim figure suddenly appeared beside Varian, who was Garona.
"That's it, all the cages have been opened by me, I hope they can be satisfied with this surprise."
As soon as the voice fell, a loud noise came from the aisle on the side of the hall, along with an earthquake-like vibration.
A large group of ferocious beasts on the continent of Pandaria emerged from the corridor, and everything on the ground flying in the sky was as spectacular as the animal world.
Except for the characteristic species from all parts of the mainland, most of these beasts were secretly caught by the tribe from the monster island.
Because the time is too short, they have not been tamed.
Well now, the beasts who had regained their freedom rushed out angrily, and saw those animal trainers who tortured themselves every day, and immediately roared with red eyes, vowing to tear their posture.
The giant armored dinosaur was called the bloodthirsty Sok, and now with the entry of reinforcements, Sok immediately changed from a solo fight to a group battle, and the destructive power instantly doubled.
Garrosh's security forces are dying, and the Tamers have been wounded and wounded, leaving little left.
However, their killing of the beast group is not small, but they don't want to fight anymore. After all, as long as they are not blind, you can see the rebel forces at the entrance of the hall, where they are in front of a qualified eating crowd, waiting for them to lose both Come up and become the last cardinal.
At this moment deeper at the end of the hall, a sound of insects and wings flapped.
A team of Klaxxi Mantis arrived.
A large number of giant amber beetles charged towards the beast group, followed by a large group of land-type mantis monster soldiers.
In the midair of the corridor, the flying mantis demon, like a locust swarm, whistled and flew out, like a dark yellow whirlwind.
Eight dark yellow sharp arrows detached from the large army, flew into the hall lightningly, and then landed on the fixed stone pillars at the top of the hall. Ying Jie, each of them has a glorious history, and the whirlwind of their wings fanning can be described as death from heaven.
Swarm Guardian Sisek.
Ijokuk the clear.
Glutton Locust.
Manipulator Kaztyk.
Korfan the Supreme.
Riccar the Divider.
Bloodseeker Skil.
Shakil the Poisoner.
There were only twelve ancient heroes, and now there are only eight.
Marek the uninjured, his brain is not easy to use. Before the coalition attacked the fear, he ran away to the fear alone, ready to come to the last one to fight the boss and brush the equipment. The demon royal prime minister Zorrock took away a set, which was called neat.
He did not disappoint his innocence, and really left the enemy unscathed.
Nealnak the Bloodcaller died before the wake-up plan.
However, after the awakening of the dead Chitar, he was found to have been eroded by the fear of fear, so the Karaksi Council could only kill the fallen hero.
As for Windrunner Kerruk, he was slagged by Titan Sarrodar's star-dropping star drop during the battle against the heart of fear, and followed the heart of fear together. Funeral.
The eight ancient heroes were bold and ignored the troops fighting the herd below, but instead rushed directly to the rebels at the entrance of the hall.
The three-party melee officially began.
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