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Azeroth Eternal Legend NO.0598 Labyrinth of Time

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    "What?!" The human soldiers were shocked and stopped in their tracks with fear on their faces.  Although there are many powerful warriors in the world of Azeroth, as well as different types of powerful ancient creatures, no one can be so careless as to send a heavily armed soldier flying so far and then die with one palm.  Take the two leaders who are fighting together not far away, Anduin Lothar and Orgrimmar Doomhammer, for example.  Kill an elite warrior in a few seconds.  But it is absolutely impossible for them to achieve the blow of the orc warrior in front of them with bare hands.  However, the human soldiers did not want to take action, but they could not stop the actions of the orcs in front of them. After a moment of slight surprise, the orcs nimbly jumped out and rushed towards the soldiers extremely quickly.  "No!" "Fight!" "Help, help!" "Run! Run quickly" "" After witnessing a scene beyond imagination, the chaotic human soldiers turned their heads.  He ran away, or plucked up the courage to fight, or even kneeled down to beg for mercy, but it did not affect the speed of the orc's attack at all.  After a few seconds, more than a dozen human soldiers all turned into corpses.  Because the two groups of people on the battlefield were fighting too fiercely, no one noticed that the orc was killing human soldiers like chickens, and he was still shouting and fighting.  "Is it the Blue Dragon's fault that he appeared here from Pandaria?" The orc frowned slightly.  Run quickly towards a high ground.  This orc is naturally Yang Long, who was swallowed by Qinglong.  I thought I would be faced with a fatal threat, but I just stayed in a daze for who knows how long. When I woke up, I appeared here as an orc.  There is also a memory of the orcs, echoing in Yang Long's mind. ??????????????????????????????????? However, the mentality of a few generations can easily suppress the orc¡¯s memory of more than thirty years from childhood to adulthood, and it has no impact on his character at all, and he ran for half a minute.  He jumped onto a stone several meters high.  The area of ????the stone is not large, and there is only room for two people to stand.  When he ran to the stone, there were two human warriors on the stone. They were picking up bows and arrows to kill the orcs. They were completely unaware of the old butcher running from behind. Yang Long easily killed them one by one.  The punch ended his life.  "It's really not normal" After looking at it for a moment, Yang Long realized something was wrong.  If it¡¯s just him.  After losing his true energy, his combat power was greatly reduced. It could be said that he fell into Qinglong's scheme. But now Yang Long discovered that every orc and soldier around him did not show anything extraordinary.  Bang!  Amid a huge muffled sound, a section of the sword was broken off.  The nails flew from a distance and dug into the stones beneath their feet.  Turning his head reflexively, Yang Long saw a burly human bald general. His body was thrown up uncontrollably and hit the ground heavily, trying to stand up.  But he was stepped on by an orc holding a two-handed axe.  "Anduin Lothar, you lose!" The orc was covered in blood.  The loud shouting sound reached Yang Long's ears.  In an instant, countless memories flashed through Yang Long's mind, recalling the information that the short-lived ordinary human told him during the summer of "many years" ago when he was studying historical facts in the capital of Lordaeron.  Anduin Lothar?  Blackstone Mountain?  The historical Battle of Blackrock Spire?  !  "Since that bald head is Anduin Lothar, the one who defeats him must be Orgrim Doomhammer" Yang Long couldn't help but mutter to himself, and guesses kept flashing through his mind: "They  His strength should be at least a fourteenth-level lower level or above! "In the Battle of Black Stone Tower in Yang Long's memory, the human coalition invested more than a million troops and fought with hundreds of thousands of orcs for several days and nights.  Among them, there are nearly a hundred pseudo-super-powerful people participating in the battle.  It was precisely because of the losses in this battle and the fact that after the war Turalyon led the remnant army to continue southward and finally entered the Dark Portal, which led to the disconnect between the strong men of the Kingdom of Lordaeron and the Kingdom of Stromgard.  You must know that before the explosion of the World Tree, the number of pseudo-super-level experts in the entire world of Azeroth was less than one percent of the total number of pseudo-super-level experts in Azeroth after Yang Long arrived in the Kingdom of Storm. Fourteenth-level  , Fifteenth level strong men are also rare.  The Battle of Black Stone Tower brought together almost all the pseudo-super-level experts from the entire Eastern Continent.  To put it more intuitively, "Shield of Light" Avati, "High Lord" Tirion Fordring, "General Draenei" Dana, "Priestess of the Moon" Tyrande Whisperwind, "Great Lord"  Druid Malfurion, at the Battle of Blackrock SpireAt that time, he was only a fifteenth-level powerhouse.  But the historical figure in front of him who was supposed to be a fourteenth-level powerhouse only displayed less destructive power than a third-level professional.  "Either I must have fallen into a hallucination, or this is not the world of Azeroth." Yang Long quickly thought of a very suspicious guy from his memory: "Or this is not something I am familiar with.  That world!" While Yang Long was meditating, Anduin Lothar spat out a mouthful of blood.  "Maybe you can kill mecough cough cough" The bald marshal, who was seriously injured and exhausted, had no fear of death on his face. He looked steadily at the orc in front of him: "My successor  Those who will continue to destroy you" "Chi!  The orc warchief's sharp ax cut open Anduin Lothar's head. After interrupting this respectable opponent's words, he finally couldn't support the injury and fell to the ground heavily on one knee.  "Kill him! Avenge the marshal!" The human soldiers around him immediately rushed up.  The other side, not far away.  Just after Orgrim Doomhammer killed Anduin Lothar, Yang Long, who was witnessing this scene, suddenly felt dizzy and tinnitus, and his brain was so groggy that he couldn't help but kneel to the ground.  . ?? Memories about the orcs that were originally suppressed emerged bit by bit.  "So that's what happened! I'm in history!" Yang Long, who had been unable to figure out what was going on, felt happy at this moment. He took a deep breath and stood up suddenly, looking at the people surrounded by people.  Orc warchief.  Yang Long¡¯s current identity is an orc from Blackstone Fortress.  According to history, after Orgrim Doomhammer killed Anduin Lothar, he was surrounded and killed by a group of human soldiers. Turalyon, who arrived later, rectified the entire army and eliminated the orcs of Blackrock Mountain and became the new Orgrim.  Marshal, led the coalition forces into the Dark Portal.  Yang Long knew his situation due to his constant drowsiness and the memory of the orc that seemed to be covering him.  If history repeats itself, then as an orc warrior, death will definitely be the only ending.  Although the experience of Pandaren Shaohao made Yang Long believe that he would never die in this place, being "sealed" for countless more years was definitely not the ending he hoped for.  "Since this may be history, then" Yang Long maintained a trace of consciousness and strode towards the chief of the tribe.  The soldiers surrounding Orgrim-Doomhammer immediately noticed Yang Long's approach, and separated into a group of people to greet him. Human soldiers from other directions also rushed towards him in an encirclement manner.  But facing Yang Long, even if he lost his true energy, his martial arts cultivation was still terrifying.  Bang bang bang The speed of advancement was not slow. Yang Long tried his best to keep rising in the air or speeding up to get close. After dodging the long swords thrust from both sides, he hit the enemy directly in front.  All rolled into gourds.  "Anyone who stands in my way will die!" Yang Long shouted boldly, and Yang Long speeded up again.  The soldiers, who had been affected by this inhuman combat power and were frightened, instinctively took a few steps back under this shout. Yang Long seized the opportunity, entered the encirclement and jumped towards the orc chief.  "There is such a warrior!" Orgrim-Doomhammer praised with passion.  But what everyone didn't expect was that before the tribal chief could stand up and quickly approach the orc who was supposed to be coming to rescue, he punched Orgrim directly with great force.  hammer on the head.     boom!  The head of the orc chief exploded like a watermelon, and the blood sprinkled all over Yang Long.  "Shameful coward!" A young and handsome human general, who had just arrived here with his people, saw Yang Long's "rebellion" and shouted as he ran: "You think that with this, you can avoid being raped?"  "Where" Before he could finish his words, Yang Long had already jumped over and struck the human general on the neck with his whip.     Snapped!  Without any reaction time, the human general's head, like a rubber ball, separated from his body and shot out to one side. After hitting a shield not far away, it shattered into a ball of ribbons.  Minced meat with hair.  "Tura Yang? Humph." Yang Long showed a cruel sneer, turned around and said lightly: "Where is Uther?" No one answered. The anger, fear, confusion, and panic on the faces of the human soldiers were all at this moment.  The stagnation made Yang Long unable to react for a while, and he was stunned for a moment in confusion.  ¡°Buzz¡ª¡± The sudden vibration of the air hit Yang Long¡¯s eardrums, shaking his head.?Falled to the ground.  At the same time, the surrounding humans and orcs who were originally fighting in a group were all frozen at this time, like a frozen scene. Together with Yang Long who was knocked down, and everything in the entire Black Stone Tower, slowly and slowly  transparent.  "Sure enough, it's you" Yang Long, who still had his wits about him, raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Nozdormu." Perhaps it was this sentence that seemed to anger something, things became transparent much faster, and soon the entire  The space and everything disappeared completely, leaving only a mass of endless darkness that could not be dissolved.  "Do you want to come again?" Feeling that his consciousness was getting confused, Yang Long said silently in his mind before fainting: "I hope your inferior methods can let you live for a few more daysGuardian of Time!  ¡±?¡­
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