World of Warcraft: Conquest of Arthas-Chapter 38: WOW: Calculation and Counter-Calculation

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So far, there have been no problems with Alsas's decisions, and naturally everyone listened to him and would not ignore or despise him because of his age. After explaining the method, everyone acted separately, despite the threat of the red dragon's air superiority. But this is a forest, hiding in the forest can greatly avoid the red dragon's sky pursuit. Not only is it inconvenient, some thick branches suddenly hit it, and the dragon will fall to the ground.

After activating the medal, a beam of energy enveloped Arthas. When he walked in front of the orcs, none of them noticed. He even pinched the breast of a female orc soldier, which made the female orc angrily slap the male orc next to her.

"Kuk Badar, I'm warning you, if you make a move again I'll kill you!"

The female orc picked up the axe and swung it a few times fiercely. All orcs have long fangs on their lower jaws. The fangs of male orcs are thicker, while the fangs of female orcs are thinner, almost like small tiger teeth. They have a wild and exotic style, and with strong muscles, they show a desire to be conquered.

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The male beastman also had an angry look on his face, and it was unknown what he was worried about and didn't take action.

Arthas smiled and continued to move deeper into the fortress. The orc had a good figure and was quite strong. It must be very comfortable to fuck her. There was no need to worry too much. He just fucked her hard and vented all his lust on her. Such a fit orc was born to be a perfect meat urinal!

This place was once the home of the Hammer Dwarves. Long ago, a civil war broke out among the Dwarves, and this place was contaminated by magic and was no longer suitable for Dwarves to live in. Going deeper into the place, you can still see twisted stones from time to time, covered with blood, and who knows how many resentful souls are left. As soon as you enter, you will feel a cold wind whistling.

There are orcs guarding every certain distance. Regardless of gender, orcs have good fighting power as long as they are adults. This is very similar to trolls, and the orcs' reproductive cycle is shorter than that of humans, but their life span is almost the same. One tends to develop strength, while humans develop in all aspects, and have more potential.

In Alsas's eyes, these orcs all have different levels. The higher the level, the stronger they are. The stronger the orcs are, the more muscular they are. The muscles in one arm alone are stronger than the thighs of a slightly skinny adult. The power contained in it can be imagined. If this punch hits a person, an ordinary person may die immediately!

In addition to the orcs, Arthas also found some forest trolls, who seemed to be helping the orcs to train the weak red dragons. In the empty hall, there were even ogres patrolling with Gronn. The ogre had two heads, one of which looked normal, while the other looked a little dull, and it was unknown whether it was mentally ill.

It's hard to say whether they are mentally retarded or not, but the two-headed ogres have absolute leadership power and status in the ogre tribe. Because they are spellcasters and natural leaders.

Secretly recording the route, Arthas found that the medal seemed to be intentionally guiding him forward. It seemed that Deathwing was very concerned about the things here. Was it for the dragon egg or the demon soul? Arthas's thoughts kept circling in his mind, and he was imagining how Deathwing would deal with him if he wanted to get something?

I looked up at the ceiling, which was only about seven or eight meters from the ground, and I had already entered the fortress. This should be inside the mountain. If it collapses, it means I can't escape! Unless it's a wizard's teleportation spell, if you are trapped in a mountain, even a paladin will die from lack of oxygen!

When he thought of this possibility, Arthas suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He had always used the greatest malice to speculate about Deathwing and his enemies. There is no love without reason in this world. My aunt could pretend to sleep with me and be fucked by me because of the influence of family ties. Queen Talia could be fucked by me because of her identity as the first heir of Lordaeron. Alleria could commit adultery with me because I saved her brother. From death to resurrection, this incredible operation plus her inner guilt made it possible.

And what about Deathwing? Arthas didn't think that he could make him willingly help him just by talking nonsense. That was impossible. If talking nonsense was useful, what was the point of using fists?

Thinking of this possibility, Arthas began to think about how to solve this problem, and his eyes could not help but focus on the gemstone of the medal. He was familiar with the plot and knew that the Demon Soul had an extremely strong restraining power and damage to the dragon, because it contained the power of the four guardian dragons. The life force of the red dragon, the dream power of the green dragon, the time power of the bronze dragon, and the magic power of the blue dragon, but it lacked the power of the black dragon. This is why the Demon Soul has no effect on the black dragon, it is completely a trap.

However, looking at the gem in the medal, Arthas smiled strangely.

"Hehe, Deathwing, if you help me obediently, I can continue to cooperate with you. Otherwise, humph, I will not only turn your daughter into a human urinal, I will not let your wife go either!"

In the hall deep inside the fortress, the orc warlock Nekros was casting a spell with the Demon Soul in his hand. In front of him was a huge red dragon, which was over 50 meters long and 20 meters tall. It was igniting with wisps of life flames, resisting the power of the Demon Soul. Although she couldn't escape, the Demon Soul couldn't kill her either, and could only make her weaker where she was.

"Red Dragon, you can't escape. Now, immediately, order your men to attack! Destroy the enemies of the tribe for me!"

Nekros roared fiercely. He had no idea what the power of the dragon guardian was. He only knew that the dragon in front of him was just a reptile, and the artifact in his hand was really useful! If he could make the dragon in front of him surrender, then the tribe's chances of conquering this land would soar to the highest point! And he even had a fantasy, using the dragon to expand his voice in the tribe, and if he had the chance, he would drive Orgrim out of power and become the chieftain himself!