After hearing that Grom almost died of a heart attack, Jarod Shadowsong immediately sent several of the best doctors in the coalition to treat the orc chief.

It's not that the elves like the orcs very much, but the main reason is that Grom Hellscream has a high reputation in the orc army. Once something happens to him before the war, it will definitely be a terrible blow to the morale of the orc warriors.

And Grom's body is indeed too weak.

Among the older generation of orcs, he is one of the older ones. Drek'Thar, who is more than ten years older than him, is said to need a wheelchair to walk.

It's easy to get weak like this when you get older, not to mention that Grom was the first person to drink demon blood. As we all know, the first sip of any drink is the richest in the essence of the soup.

The pure demonic blood he drank brought him great strength, but also hid terrible hidden dangers. To be honest, with his physical condition, he could survive so many battles and still not die.

It's a "medical miracle".

"Why did you make him so excited? Do you know that he is an old man? If he hadn't been unwilling, I would have brought him a wheelchair this time."

After hearing that his father almost died, Shao Shaoxia, who was supervising the battle on the front line, "borrowed" a gryphon and ran back.

When this orc boy saw his old man lying on the bed being treated by several elf priests and troll witch doctors in turn, with a dwarf breathing mask that filtered evil energy on his face, he wanted to kill the culprit Black with his own hands.

Facing Young Master Ho's red eyes, Black shrugged his shoulders, holding his pipe in his mouth and said:

"Is this how you talk to your fleet commander? Let Maim whip you when you get back! You lawless bastard. Besides, your dad is not in pain, he is just too excited.

He learned from me that the last enemy in his life was about to arrive at Krokuun, and he was so excited that he wanted to run out and blast the heads of several abyss lords to try it out.

But it’s my fault that he’s not in good health?”

Blake put his hands on his hips and said to Shao Shaoxia:

"You also know that no one can stop this bastard's heart of war. Isn't it just for this moment that he secretly prayed to Odin for the berserker's immortal blessing?

Don't worry, little boy.

Your father will not die until he kills the saboteur with his own hands.

However, I think you should find him a sturdy and durable wheelchair. With his current condition, you will probably have to push him to the battlefield."

"Destroyer? Maronos?"

Shao Shao shouted in surprise with his eyes widened, but the name he shouted made the unconscious Grom shake violently, causing the elf priest and troll witch doctor to glare at Shao Xia at the same time.

What are you doing?

Didn't you see that we were rescuing the wounded?

Everyone who has nothing to do with it, get out!

Under the stern gaze of the doctors, Blake and Shao Shaoxia left Grom's room in a gray state.

After learning that his father was about to get what he wanted, Shao Shao was half excited and half worried. Under the urging of the pirates, he went to find the dwarfs in charge of logistics to build a sturdy wheelchair for his father that could go on the battlefield.

"Hey, what did you just say to that Dread Lord?"

The pirates watched Shaoxia Hou leave with his axe. He was about to go to join his assassins, but suddenly a deep and hoarse voice appeared behind him.

This made Blake's face fall quickly.

He said:

"There is no need for you to be so mysterious in front of me, my dear Brother Egg. Besides, you know that there are Dreadlords lurking in the camp, why don't you kill them?

Have you changed your temper?"

"After I realized that you and the Dreadlord had probably reached some obscene agreement, I let them roam the camp."

Yin Lidan Stormrage, who had just returned from hunting, shook the demon blood from his demon-like claws, showed a deep and weird smile, and said:

"If you don't plan to sell us all to the devil, then I can basically confirm that the Dread Lord at this point in time is not our enemy.

Tell me, what did the Dread Lord tell you?"

"Ha, you guessed it right."

Blake turned around and showed a vicious villain attitude, and he geared up and said:

"Actually, I have secretly surrendered to Lord Sargeras. The Dark Titan gave me an order to gather all the rebels in Azeroth to Argus, and then I will personally summon her and let her kill you with one sword.

All were hacked to death.

Feel honored, bastards.

The Dark Titan will personally come here to reap your foolish little lives."

"Um, is that so?"

Yin Lidan nodded seriously, moved the alienated demon wings on his back, and said:

"So, this is the strategy of the Burning Legion? To lure the enemy deeper? Then this battle will be a sure win no matter how it is fought?"

"Winning is just a result, the important thing is the process. We win by defeating the devil, and the devil kills everyone and then retreats, which is also a win. But can this be the same?"

Blake snorted, picked up his pipe and said:

"Archimonde is here. I'm sure that bastard is coming for me. He also summoned Maronos, who is also your 'old acquaintance'.

But with Grom Hellscream, the old slasher king, we don’t need to worry about the abyss overlord.

I also found top cannon fodder from the Legion of Light!

She can help us hold back Archimonde, and there is also an old madman on Mac'Aree's side who volunteers to help us stop the Defiler from wreaking havoc, so there is only one task left for us, my dear Brother Egg.

We have to find a way to get rid of that evil heart and prepare your Yinli Darei. This is a really tough battle, and everyone might die there."

"We investigated."

When talking about business, Yin Lidan was very serious. He said to Blake:

"The heart spring of the Evil Heart is deep in the fortress. It is impossible to sneak in under normal circumstances. We must find a way to get close to it after the frontal battlefield begins.

Leave this matter to me and my hunters. No matter what sacrifices we make, we will do it.

But before the battle begins, I need to change weapons."

The great demon hunter finally told the reason why he came to look for Black. He said softly with some embarrassment:

"It's not that the Glaive of Azzinoth I'm using now is not good, it's just that it can't continue to help me defeat those powerful enemies in the next battle.

My glaives come from a demon. When I first obtained this pair of glaives from the Doom Lord Azzinoth, I also heard a legend from the demon.

A legend about the Demon Hunter's Holy Blade.

It is said that the Burning Legion has many powerful war blades in its collection. Those war blades have strange powers, but they are not forged by demons but come from a destroyed civilization.

The Warglaives of Azzinoth were simply daemon imitations of those powerful warglaives.

Now that we have arrived at the land of demons, we still have some time before the war begins, maybe you and I can find a way to complete an arms upgrade for Yinli Darei?"

"Ha, I knew that you, a heartless bastard, would never take the initiative to chat with me. It turns out that you want to use my treasure-hunting power for free."

The pirate said sarcastically. He rummaged through his luggage and finally found a magic crystal that recorded a secret location. He tossed it up and down in his hand, blew out a smoke ring and said:

"You're lucky. I happen to have the location where the Aldrazi Warglaives are hidden. This is a big secret that the weak bounty hunter on the Draenor battlefield told me just to beg for a living.

But I can’t give them to you for free, right?”

"I'm a notorious pauper."

Yin Lidan said calmly:

"As demon hunters, we adhere to the principles of honesty and poverty. All external enjoyment is harmful to hunters. I can't give you anything good in return, Black.

Our base camp, the Dark Temple, was given to us by you.

How about we help you kill a few people?"

"Not only do you not pay, but you also want to steal the work of my assassins? You are really bad."

Blake pouted and complained, casually crushed the magic crystal to get to the secret location, and said:

"Let's go, the demon's treasure house where those weapons are hidden is deep inside the Nasrax Fortress. Let's go there, just think of it as a final reconnaissance before the war."

After saying that, the pirate took off on the spot with the devil's wind, and Yin Lidan spread his wings and jumped into the sky with the ferocious attitude of a demon hunter.

The two flew towards the demon fortress at the forefront of the war at extremely fast speeds, without any language exchange along the way, until they saw the permanent fortress that had been defended by demons in layers.

Jarod Shadowsong's simultaneous attacks in two directions have captured the Angle of Destiny and the Edge of Despair. The anti-demon coalition has captured the demon's position here, and several light-forged mechas from the Holy Light Legion have provided fire support to suppress them. Demonic invasion.

These shining golden battle armors, which were transformed from Draini guard structures mixed with Naaru black technology, are powerful in firepower. Their right arms are miniature versions of the main cannon of the Holy Light Judger, which can carry up to Rain of Holy Light.

The only regret is that this kind of war machine of the Holy Light is cumbersome to make, and driving it requires extremely high engineering skills, and the Legion of Holy Light doesn't have many in its hands.

"Archimund hasn't come yet, but the Lord of the Abyss is coming."

Blake in the air summoned shadows to cover his body. He looked down at the demon fortress. After seeing the evil magma under the ground being constantly summoned to form a molten pool to block the advance of the anti-demon coalition, he tore it apart in the air. A weak crack in the void said to Yin Lidan beside him:

"Control your uncontrollable murderous intent, my dear demon hunter, we are here to steal things, not to drive Wushuang. You follow me.

There is no need to draw the knife during the whole process.”

"Um."

Yin Lidan nodded and followed Blake into the dangerous crack.

After more than ten seconds of extremely uncomfortable walking in the void, they quietly crossed the demon front line and slipped into the Nasrax Fortress under the eyes of a group of big ass people who were bathing comfortably in the magma. fringe zone.
To be continued...