My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Chapter 441: Gul'dan's Secret

As soon as he thought that Grom could survive in the red dragon-and the flame breath of that terrible red dragon queen, Zuherd lost the courage to fight him.And he was a bit cowardly who despised Reid and Mehm—perhaps Grom was right. These two guys were as timid as a mouse in front of them, but they liked to speak out secretly, which was really two wastes.

"Uncle Zuherd is right!" Maimu nodded, but got his brother Reid squeezed.

"Fart!" Reid whispered.

But Zuherd has no intention of caring about these two nasty juniors. What he cares about is another thing-why does Grom have a faint smell of sulfur?

As a warlock, Zuherd, although he was half-toned, knew that only demons, and warlocks who had dealt with them for a long time, would have this smell of sulfur.

Grom is obviously not a warlock, could it be that he...

"Impossible," Zuherd said to himself, "How can an orc become a demon?"

Zuherd and Grom were forced to take on the responsibility of leading the remaining orc remnants to the New World because of Gul'dan's disappearance; where did Gul'dan, who had been hoped to do this, go?What does he want?

"Gul'dan, the place you are talking about is really under this sea?" Gu'gall grabbed the side of the ship, stuck his two huge heads out of the deck, and stared at the sea under the ship.Because of his too large body, the half-man-height side wing baffle is really insignificant in front of him, so his actions at this time look extremely dangerous.

"Of course. But you can't see anything, because the sun can't reach ten meters below the sea surface, and there is endless darkness underneath. And we are still far from the destination!" Gul'dan didn't know. Where did I get something that looked like a bed and a chair, and lay on it and answered lazily.

"Damn, I'm getting seasick!" The head on the right of Gu'gall complained, his eyes closed tightly, and his tone of voice seemed weak.

"But, how do we get to that place?" The head on the left of Gu'gall didn't seem to feel seasick at all. He turned his body around, left the side of the ship, and sat down not far from Gul'dan, asking curiously Tao—Although Chu'gall likes the feeling of darkness as a warlock, he does not have the ability to see clearly in the dark—neither head.

"We figured out a way to lift it up from the sea." Gul'dan replied.

"Can this be done? That place should be very big!" There was a questioning expression on the face of the head on the left of Gul'al—if Gul'dan described the situation before, that place... should have at least A few hundred meters in radius.

"It is difficult; if the previous Shadow Council is still there, I am confident to do this; but now they are all dead in Orgrim's hands. But still have to try, so I will need Grom to kill Die as many orcs as possible and use their souls to provide us with mana." Gul'dan explained to Gu'gal.

"So... so Gul'dan, how long will we get there?" Gu'gall asked.

"Quickly, quickly, Cho'gall, don't worry... When we find the power that'he' promised, whether it's Azeroth or Draenor, both worlds will tremble in my shadow , And even, we can look farther, in the endless void, there are more worlds waiting to surrender to me..." Gul'dan's voice is getting smaller and smaller, it seems that he has been intoxicated with countless rulings. The pleasure/feeling of this world.

That "he"... After listening to Gul'dan's words, even the head of Gu'jal who was already seasick shuddered subconsciously-although the guy had disappeared for a long time, Gul'dan and Gu'jal were still in the conversation. Not used to mentioning his name because...

If Gul'dan just imagined that he could rule countless worlds, that "he" was a powerful existence that truly destroyed countless worlds!Thinking of this, Gu'gall was a little worried about the future of their trip-will it all go well?Will Grom and Zuherd's fleet catch up?Will the traps and misleading obstacles that Gul'dan set up will work?Will there be strong guards in the place where the mysterious power is buried?——All this makes Gu'gall very worried.

Facts have proved that Gu'gall's concerns are meaningless.Grom and Zuherd didn’t have the idea of ​​chasing them, and Gul'dan’s fleet, after wandering the sea for nearly a month, the first and most outstanding warlock among the orcs, finally discovered that Legendary location.

Gul'dan leaned out from the bow and sniffed the sea air.He closed his eyes and used his own mysterious ability to find that powerful breath.He felt it almost instantaneously, the stimulating smell like fresh blood, powerfully stinging Gul'dan's skin, and his hair crackling.

"Stop!" he yelled, and the clan members sitting behind him stopped rowing.The boat slowed down quickly and stopped quietly on the water. Gul'dan laughed."We are here," he announced.

"But—but there's nothing here." asked an orc named Draxul from his own raider clan.Gul'dan turned around, opened his eyes, and stared at the young orc warlock.

"Nothing?" He smiled."Then do you think we tied you up with chains and threw you down on the bottom of the sea to see if there is any for us, or do you just sit here and believe that I know what I'm doing?" , Stammered an apology, but Gul'dan had completely ignored his existence.He looked at several boats parked aside, and his men were standing near the bow and looking towards this side.

"Notify the others." Gul'dan said to Gu'gall."We are going to start right away. I can't wait."

The two-headed ogre nodded, gave orders to the men on his ship, and then sent orders to the other ships.They threw the rope, some grabbed the rope and moved slowly, and some used the rope to guide their direction while swimming, depending on their own abilities and adaptability to the water.Soon Gul'dan's men boarded Gul'dan's ship.

"The place we were looking for, an ancient temple, is just below us." Gul'dan began to explain when all his warlocks gathered on the deck in front of him.(To be continued.)

Chapter 442: The Birth of the Broken Isles

"Of course, we can dive into there, but I don't know how deep it is. And the darkness and cold below are not to my liking." Gul'dan's mouth showed a weird smile."Instead, we will lift the entire island up and let the temple come to us by itself."

"Can we do it?" a new ogre mage asked.

"Of course." Gul'dan replied."Not long ago in our homeland, we orcs once lifted another continent, a volcano in Shadowmoon Valley. At that time, I was in charge of the Shadow Council, and now I will command your group." He waited if there was any. Other questions or objections, but no one did it.He nodded, very good. These subordinates were stupid but more submissive. He was satisfied with the latter, although the former sounded a bit regretful.

"When do we start?" Gu'gall asked at last.

"It's now," Gul'dan replied."Why wait?" He turned and pointed in the direction of the railing on the boat, and his assistant began to surround him.Then he closed his eyes and started to approach the power he felt below.It was easy to catch, and when he grasped this force tightly, Gul'dan began to pull hard.

This power was so powerful that after only a few seconds, Gul'dan felt that his entire body had been used up.

"Soulstone, Gul'al! What do you want me to be sucked into?" Gul'dan shouted-he still didn't open his eyes.

Gu'gall kept pulling out some green stones from a big skin. They were the soul stones that they had prepared for a long time before.At the same time, Gul'dan extended his consciousness and used mana on the surrounding energy, and also gathered these soul powers together.The surrounding sky began to darken, and the sea nearby became turbulent.

"I caught it." He gritted his teeth and said to people near him."Tracking my mana, you will feel the same as your own. Pour your own mana into the energy body I constructed, and pull it up with me! It's now!"

He could feel Chu'gall and others pouring their power into his own.The sky turned crimson, the thunder rumbled like a rainstorm approaching, and huge waves hit their ship.The heavy traction he felt before has also become a lot lighter.

But the task is still not easy at all, but it is not as tormenting as before.Each pull will make their magic circle stronger. The grip Gul'dan exerts on the source of power also becomes stronger like the grip around it. The sea around the ship is undulating, and the ship shakes violently. However, these orcs and ogres still stood steadily.

Several hours passed quickly, and these warriors who were desperately fighting the forces of nature remained motionless.The waves of the sea soaked these fighters, the thunder was deafening, and the falling lightning almost made people blind.

These boats were swaying frantically, and the goblin sailors on the boat were holding on to the oars to hold their positions, while watching these orcs and ogres who seemed to be performing some strange ritual in fear-they wanted to Fleeing, but they dare not sail; and without a boat, where can they escape in the vast ocean?

So these little men could only hold their heads in the corners of the deck, shivering-and Gul'dan and the warlocks, even under the violent sway of the ship, they insisted on their posts.

After a while, a flame and smoke erupted from the water not far from the bow, and the air was filled with smoke and dust.

Through the sand and steam, you can see that something is emerging from the water, like a chicken beak that has broken its own eggshell.

This thing looks like a stone.But what happened next stunned the orcs and ogres who had been watching everything in front of them.

The thing grew bigger and bigger, and it quickly emerged from the waves, and sea water and lava flowed down from the top.There is a large steam mist on the sea.

The small rocks quickly turned into big rocks, and from the big rocks into a small plateau, the plateau became a small piece of rocky flat land.Other parts have also emerged.

An island rises from the sea not far from the beginning, but they are connected together. When the water recedes from above, the orcs and ogres can see an entire island drilled out of the sea, still spraying flames. , Dust and steam.Another smaller island also emerged, followed by the third and the fourth.

In the end, the sky above the sea changed from the rotating crimson to the usual lead gray, and the huge waves gradually receded.Gul'dan opened his eyes and walked staggeringly, resting on the side of the ship like a small group of warlocks.He raised his head and looked at the newly-emerged islands, the islands still exuding steam, and with the booming sound, they gradually formed a new form.

Gul'dan laughed.

"Soon." He whispered, looking at the island in front of him, and then feeling all this with his own consciousness, calculating where he was looking for."Soon, I will take you to the temple I'm looking for, and that'rare treasure' lies in it."

"Rare treasure?"... "What is that?"

A small conversation sounded between the orcs and the cannibal magician; they first looked at each other, and then the orcs gradually became quiet. They knew that if they needed to know, Gul'dan would tell them the truth.

And the ogres were going to be slower, and they began to argue over what that "rare treasure" was-of course, most of the dispute was between the two heads of these ogres.

Ignoring the messy men, Gul'dan came to a corner of the deck and found the goblin captain who was so scared that he almost stuffed his head into the gap in the deck, and ordered him to send himself and his men to the islands. On the largest island-Zuherd’s guess was right. For this escape, Gul'dan did make countless preparations. One of them was that he had a plan with Guvasius in advance to discuss The orc-speaking goblin stayed on his own ship.

As the island got closer and closer, Gul'dan could already see the corner of the building covered with mud on the bottom of the island among the rocks on the island.

"Sargeras, I'm here. Soon, your power will belong to me!"-When Gu'gall approached Gul'dan and wanted to remind him that he must be careful, he heard this mumbling Whispered.(To be continued.)

Chapter 443 Attacked

Gul'dan was standing on the pedestal of an ancient temple, and his outer wall was piled with moss, coral and various deep-sea sediments.