The Dharma God Of All Realms Begins With Harry Potter

Gul'dan's guess was correct. Orgrim did arrange for someone to hunt down his betrayer.

After returning to the camp in Arathi Highlands, Orgrim finally heard from Saurfang about Gul'dan's good deeds.

Leading the troops who escaped with him, Gul'dan returned to the camp in Arathi Highlands before Orgrim did. Orgrim didn't know how he did it, maybe he used some kind of magic. for the sake of.

After returning to the camp, the cunning warlock pretended that he had come back from the siege to ask for help and needed to bring people to support the Doomhammer who was surrounded by the Alliance. Then, relying on this order, he secretly took the Ravager clan away and disappeared. Where.

Soon, another news came from the tribe's dock in the wetland: Gul'dan returned there with the people of the Ravager clan, robbed several remaining warships, and sailed towards the west.

For such a traitor, Orgrim naturally wants to find someone to capture him and give him the punishment he deserves. However, with the strength of their troops in the Arathi Highlands, they can only deal with the Alliance. If they want to capture him, they can only do so. The Catcher Gil'dan and the Storm Clan don't have that extra power at all.

In the end Orgrim could only hand over this task to the brothers Red Blackhand and Maim Blackhand who stayed behind.

The two brothers gladly accepted the order, and they led the warriors of the Black Teeth Clan—the clan from which the Blackhand Brothers were independent from the Blackstone Clan—to ride on the battlefield and follow Gul'dan's direction.

On the sea in the west of the Eastern Kingdom, on the ship of the Black Hand Brothers.

"I see them," a soldier shouted. "There they are, on that island!"

One of the two chiefs of the Black Teeth Clan, Red Blackhand, looked in the direction pointed by the orc, which was exactly what they had seen when they approached before, near the area where the waves and storms were rolling like crazy.

He saw a thin drizzle falling on the island in front of him. Looking to the west, he saw some black figures gathering there.

"Very well," he said, nodding and gripping the handle of his battle ax tightly.

"Speed ​​up," he told his men. "I want to get to them before they have a chance to find a hiding place."

On another ship, Maimu also issued a similar order.

"What if they use magic against us?" one of his young warriors asked.

Many people nodded in agreement. This is the only thing they fear, even more than the fear of being caught by the Alliance or being eaten by the black dragon of Blackstone Mountain. It is difficult for Reid to say that their worries are wrong (bbfc).

He himself did not approve of the attack on Gul'dan and his men.

However, this is an order given by Doomhammer. No matter how dissatisfied he is with the warchief, until he has the ability to overthrow him, Red can only do his best to implement this order and risk death.

"Their spells are really powerful," Reid said. "Gul'dan himself could easily kill three or four of us in a matter of minutes. But he needs time, or physical contact, or to get close enough, or to possess something useful to him on the victim." thing.

Having said this, he pretended to laugh easily.

"Will any of you lend the Chief Warlock his water bottle, a pair of iron gloves, or a whetstone?"

These words of relief made the men laugh out loud as he wished.

"So, when we encounter these warlocks, we just need to avoid them, don't let them distance themselves, don't let them touch them, and then surround them before they cast their spells."

He tapped his battle ax and emphasized: "Except for these spells, they are just orcs like us. They will bleed and die. This is no different from hunting ogres in our hometown before - any of these guys None of them are stronger than us, but we can still form a group to drain his energy and eventually kill him.

His warriors nodded. After understanding what Red meant, in their eyes, spells were just another weapon, and they were no longer as afraid as before.

However, only Red himself knew that the real Gul'dan was not that simple. In addition to evil energy attacks from a distance, life-draining spells on contact, and certain curses, he also had more and more powerful powers.

If they knew that these warlocks had just used magic to force an island to surface, they would never dare to make such a hasty judgment.

"We'll be there soon," the helmsman announced to them.

Reid looked behind him along the side of the ship.

The island suddenly appeared on the side. Judging from the file size of the ship, Red felt that this new land was very huge, much larger than most islands he had seen in this world.

There were many small boats put down from the ships docked on the shore. He could clearly see the orcs jumping off from them and then entering this dark and humid continent.

Red tried to control his emotions and gave the order: "Prepare to land. When we get up there, target the warlocks. Kill anyone and anything in our way!"

"We have company. (Someone is following us!)" Cho'gall pointed to Gul'dan in a direction.

Their boat had just landed on the shore of this continent that emerged from the sea.

Because it was forcibly raised by magic, the island is still shaking from time to time. Although the steam has gradually dissipated, there are still flames and lava spewing out from time to time.

Gul'dan looked in the direction pointed by his assistant. A fleet was approaching the island from a distance.

From the way the leading boat moved, Gul'dan could tell that it was using human oars, which usually only meant one thing: the owner of the boat was an orc.

In other words, Doomhammer's troops have found them.

"That damn guy," Gul'dan cursed. "Why does he always make decisions so quickly? If they had come just one day later we would have completed all our plans

He sighed.

"No way, tell the warriors to prepare for battle. You must stop them before I enter the temple and find the treasure."

Cho'gall smiled on both faces.

"It's an honor. (Happy to oblige.)"

This two-headed ogre shares the same fanaticism as the rest of his clan, believing that the world will eventually be filled with violence and bloodshed.

In fact, all members of the Twilight's Hammer share the same belief that they can fight anyone and anything in order to bring the world to its final outcome. The demon blood they drank in Draenor in the past made their innate bloodthirst a hundred times stronger.

"I won't let them pass. (They will be buried in front of us.)" the ogre promised, and clapped his fists with interest.

"Very good." Gul'dan nodded.

Then, he turned around and carefully walked into the depths of the island.

Steam bursts out with every step he takes. Draxul, other orcs and ogre magicians also followed closely. .