"The future of the orcs depends on you." Grom pushed Thrall away and jumped far away with a big jump. "Grom." Thrall looked anxious. Grom is now one of the pillars of the tribe. The situation seems to be very wrong. How can he not be worried. "I hope you will keep your word." Grom's body glowed with green light, and his body began to twist irregularly, and then exploded in the eyes of everyone. "Why is this happening? Why did he die even though he was teleported back safely?" Sal was at a loss. He looked at Brad. In the past, when he had questions, Brad would always explain to him. Now he is just a new leader, he has not received a lot of baptism, and his mind has not yet truly matured. After all, he is still a young man who is less than twenty years old. "It should be Manolos's blood. He finally detonated the demon blood in Grom's body." Brad thought for a while before returning. Everyone was silent and agreed with Brad's judgment, otherwise it would not make sense at all. Medivh obviously teleported back in time and was not injured by the explosion at all, but he still died. Especially the green light emitted by the body at the end is the fluctuation of the demon's blood. Thrall himself looked at the place where Grom exploded. Nothing was left, as if he had never existed in this world at all. "I will give your battle ax to your son." Thrall muttered to himself as he looked at Grom pushing away the Gorehowl that had been thrust into his hand. "He's a hero." Kane prayed in the direction of the explosion. Grom Hellscream, chieftain of the Warsong Clan. He made many mistakes and took the lead in drinking demon blood. Let the orcs fall into an abyss of eternal destruction. The orcs have since become the puppets of the Burning Legion, and they have opened the Dark Portal. It once destroyed Stormwind City and brought major disasters to humans and elves. Not long ago he drank demon blood for the second time. And it was the demigod blood of the Lord of the Abyss. He lost himself again and killed the benevolent demigod with the blood roar when Cenarius was not there. But in the end he came to his senses. The biggest obsession in his heart was his tribe. For the sake of his tribe, he finally stood up. Until his death, he had no fear or fear. There is only reluctance to let go. This kind of reluctance is not for the life that is about to disappear, nor for the powerful power that has been obtained, but for the new tribe, the old and weak women and children in his hometown, and which of his sons. "Don't be sad. He is a true and respectable warrior. This is the fate of a warrior, isn't it." Thrall put away the grief on his face and held the Doomhammer in one hand. Holding Blood Roar in one hand, he rushed out with a roar and began to attack the demon army that was still resisting tenaciously. "Demigod, such a powerful demigod. He was killed by us." The light in Wojin's eyes became brighter and brighter: "Compared to Monolos, the demigods we once believed in were as docile as domestic pets. From now on "We, the Dark Spear Tribe, will not worship human demigods." As if he had solved some huge knot in his heart, Wo Jin tightened his grip on the short spear in his hand. In a flash, he also fought side by side with Thrall. "How can I be missing in this kind of battle?" Kane laughed, holding the battle ax and joining the battle. "Let's join. Eliminate the demons here as soon as possible." Although the remaining battle was fierce. But there is no longer any suspense. The Burning Legion has always been fearless of death, but they no longer have high-end combat power, and the legendary demons are not enough. Coupled with the artillery support from the airship, they fought fiercely for a night, and finally eliminated a large number of demons. "Demon Commander, High Priest, you don't need to worry about the remaining demons that have escaped. We have a lot of new members of the clan, and it just serves as a test." The new demon hunter leader said. "This is your territory, you have the final say." Although the demon hunter obeys his orders, he has no idea about these demon hunters, and it is better to unite within the elves. ¡°And it¡¯s so unethical to poach your own wife. Tyrande nodded and said: "You'd better be careful, there are some strong men among the demons who ran away." "We will, thank you Demon Commander and High Priest." The new commander saluted. "After a while, there will be a big battle with the Burning Legion. The Demon Hunter has such a powerful combat power. I hope that when the high priest mobilizes his troops, you can help her." Brad said. "Fighting the Burning Legion has always been our oath when we became Demon Hunters. It is our duty to do so and we must obey the High Priest's orders." Tyrande was then satisfied. With the support of Demon Hunters, her status would be even greater. Steady, that will be a true promise. Right nowEven Malfurion, Staghelm, and Maiev would not be opponents. She is the legitimate leader and spiritual leader. She also has sentries and demon hunters under her command, so she holds the real power. Even though Malfurion and the others would never go against their own will, as the highest leader, she hoped that there would be someone in the clan who could compete with her. This was a common problem among all people. Everyone rested for more than half a day, and in the afternoon a small banquet was held in a hall in Temple City. Brad raised his glass and said: "That's it, we temporarily unite to form a coalition to fight against Archimonde. I am not pretentious and will temporarily control this coalition." Everyone has no objections, except Brad. No one can take on this position, whether it is Tyrande or Sardon, neither side will be convinced. With Brad as the commander-in-chief, there is basically no resistance from the night elves. The tribe is hesitant about the strength that Brad has shown along the way, plus his bunch of legendary pets, and the fact that he killed a top player in this battle. Demi god. If Grom hadn¡¯t drank the opponent¡¯s demonic blood, there wouldn¡¯t have been a single major casualty this time, and everyone had convinced themselves of his command. "With the death of Mannoroth, I think Archimonde will speed up the pace. I estimate that the war will happen in the next few months. Everyone returns to the clan, remember to gather troops and be ready to join forces at any time. That's it for the time being. If you have any concerns, you can tell me," Brad concluded. Kane coughed lightly and said: "What about the centaur problem?" Brad nodded and said: "I have asked people to return to the territory a long time ago. Now I am afraid that the army of my Jasper leader has gathered in the barren land and can be solved at any time. "The centaur problem." Kane was shocked and said: "So fast? How is it possible?" "It's not impossible. Our Jasper Territory stopped relying on animals for transportation many years ago, and our mechanical transportation capabilities are beyond your imagination. , The meeting ends here. If anyone has time, you can follow me back to the territory to solve the centaur problem."