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Ner'zhul was bewildered by what he had just experienced, but he soon understood.

Because he was in the Twisting Void again, and met Kil'jaeden, an old friend of the orcs.

The same Ling Chi, the same inch, the burning soul; the same begging, cursing, begging for mercy again.

The only difference from the last time was that Ner'zhul was already mentally prepared. Of course, for Kil'jaeden's perverted and cruel torture, it was a pain to know in advance.

Everything is as Ner's ancestors experienced before, the soul was sealed in ice and descended to Northrend, and Arthas was bewitched to wear the helmet of domination...

Once again, the result is still the Alliance and the Horde besieging the Frozen Throne, which feels like Ner'zhul being cornered in the Black Temple.

When he was in front of Kil'jaeden for the third time, Ner'zhul realized that he was getting used to it.

I don't know how many years have passed by doing this repeatedly, each time he tried to do something different, but in the end he would still return to the starting point, the place in the void where he fell.

All Ner'zhul knew was that he was completely fed up with Kil'jaeden's old face, which was more disgusting than an ogre, and that he was about to memorize everyone's name on Azeroth.

I don't know how many years have passed, Ner'zhul found that he seemed to have forgotten those things again, his memory became more and more vague, but his faith became more and more firm.

At first, Ner'zhul asked himself, what he longed for was only what every old man longed for, that is, to survive, why did fate have to play with him again and again?

But later, Ner'zhul suddenly realized that his heart might be lying to himself, he moved his memory forward again, and finally opened his most dusty scene.

He returned somewhat back to the days when there were no demons, that sultry summer in Nagrand.

At that time, he was still the most respected shaman chieftain by the orcs. He talked and laughed with the spirit of the ancestors, and guided the orcs to live a simple and peaceful life.

What he wants has always been the respect of everyone, the kind of **** who can make the soul extremely happy!

Since I can't be a **** that everyone respects, I'm going to be a demon king that everyone fears!

Breaking through the shackles of the mind on oneself, only this process does not know how many years.

And this time, Ner'zhul finally returned to the real world, and his body was almost burned to charcoal by the dragon's breath.

He has been reincarnated for hundreds of millions of years in the time stream created by Nozdormu, but in reality it has only gone through a second.

Of course, if Ner'zhul couldn't wake up in this second, the flames of the dragon's breath would naturally burn him to ashes.

It can only be said that Nozdormu himself did not expect that the flow of time he spewed out in anger would actually allow someone to come out.

He patted off the time flame on his body, and Ner'zhul limped in the void.

There was still time magic left in the embers, which made Ner'zhul look very strange, the right half of his body was old, but the left half of his body was rejuvenated with youthful vitality.

Ner'zhul didn't care about the condition of his body at all. After a while, the body was no longer his own.

In the twisting void, after being kidnapped by two fel lords, Ner'zhul came to Kil'jaeden with ease.

The cruel torture of the deceiver, now in Ner'zhul's eyes, belongs to the ordinary "just two strokes".

But in order not to arouse Kil'jaeden's suspicions, Ner'zhul pretended to have a very real reaction.

This is not difficult for Ner'zhul, after all, he has really experienced it many times.

Ner'zhul didn't do anything superfluous, he was just waiting, waiting for when Kil'jaeden would throw him back on Azeroth.

After a thousand calamities, Ner'zhul finally understood what he should do. Azeroth will welcome the most powerful Lich King, Ner'zhul is confident to spread fear and disaster to the world. In other words, even if it failed, Ner'zhul had learned to face it calmly.

Undercurrents surging in the Twisting Nether, Ner'zhul, the old lich, was waiting to be crowned king, and there were people there who were proclaiming themselves Warchief.

When the Blasted Land broke through, Fenris had more than 4,000 men left. After returning to Gorongas, he recruited more than 1,000 people in the Temple of Darkness, adding up to a total of 6,000 people.

And the 6,000-strong team disappeared in the Dark Temple and was directly teleported by Ner'zhul using the Scepter of Sargeras.

Ner'zhul had threatened the crowd at the time that he might have sent the party to Lordaeron.

In fact, although it was not as exaggerated as Ner'zhul said, the place where this group of tribes were sent was also very dangerous.

They were teleported into the Silverpine Forest! From Lordaeron City, the actual distance is no more than 200 kilometers!

Such an army that had survived such a fierce war suddenly appeared beside Lordaeron's couch, and if Terenas knew about it, it would surely be troublesome.

Fortunately, Fenris, who just appeared in the Silverpine Forest, has not yet figured out the situation. He wasn't even sure if this was Azeroth, so he didn't act rashly.

And the large-scale Silverpine Forest has no problem with hiding tens of thousands of troops, so the outside world has not noticed the existence of Fenris and the others.

Hiding in the inaccessible large forest on the western edge of the continent, it was indeed difficult for the outside world to find them, but within two days, Fenris met an acquaintance in the forest first.

Saying it is an acquaintance is not a lie. It was Orgrim's former lieutenant who appeared in front of Fenris: Varok Saurfang.

After the battle at Hillsbrad Foothills, Orgrim used half of his forces to break Saurfang.

For this task, Saurfang did a good job. He successfully prevented the Alliance from biting Orgrim eastward and bought time for Orgrim and Zul'jin to unite.

But Saurfang did have a limited number of troops at that time, and Hillsbrad was the place of four battles, and it was destined to be defended there, at least to be beaten by the three countries of Dalaran, Gilneas and Stromgarde.

How can Saurfang survive as a lonely army? It didn't take long before he took the remnants to the west, and fled into the vast forest of Mang Mang Zhen Zhen to hide.

Now these two old friends have met in this silver pine forest.

"Fenris... Chief, why are you here?"

Speaking of which, Saurfang was at least half of Fenris's student, and it was natural that he had to respect him after seeing Fenris.

"Well, it's all Ner'zhul's masterpiece."

Fenris said with a cold snort, and then the two exchanged what they knew.

When it came to the status quo of the tribe and the orcs, both of them sighed at each other.

But what surprised Saurfang was that, after sighing, Fenris said suddenly and decisively.

"The Orcs have created the situation they are today because they don't have a strong voice.

The tribe does not have absolute leadership over the clans, and the army in my hands is completely pieced together by the clans.

Saurfang, I think the orcs in your hands should be in the same situation, right? "

When asked by Fenris, Saurfang did not hesitate to say that with the more than 2,000 troops left in his hand, it is true that very few people have taken the initiative to mention the clan.

"Just taking this opportunity, we established a new tribe, completely abandoned the clan, and formed a consensus that belongs to the tribe!"

In this way, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Fenris officially announced to be the Great Chief in front of more than 8,000 orcs in the Silverpine Forest!

But during this process, Saurfang seemed a little silent.

He has a deep relationship with Fenris, and it stands to reason to support Fenris.

But in his heart, the one most qualified to be called a warchief must be Orgrim.

Saurfang knew about Orgrim's escape, but he just disappeared.

Since Orgrim is not dead, there should be no new warchief.

But he also admitted that what Fenris said was right, that the Horde failed because of the disunity of ideas, and they fought together in the war.

Now these more than 8,000 orcs need a leader, but they are all from different clans. The orc clans will never accept each other's subordination, and there must be a bigger banner to unite them.

So Fenris's appointment as the warchief seems to be a matter of course.

Saurfang sighed at this.

Regardless of the fate of the future orcs, for now—

Orcs split.

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