The universe is vast and vast, with countless worlds waiting to be conquered. When facing an opponent who is equally matched and has no grievances, he will naturally not fight to the death.

Dormammu retreated wisely, but the next time he comes back, it will definitely not be a projection of will, but leading an army under his command to ravage the world!

These vicious Marvel demons are more unscrupulous than the indigenous villains!

"The Burning Legion, was repulsed?"

Everything happened very quickly. When the earth returned to light, the eyes of many orcs looked into the sky with mixed emotions and a sense of trance.

"Look! It's food!"

But then, whether it was trance or ecstasy, panic or despair, they were all unified again.

Because the handsome and majestic god on the throne waved his hand, the purple light fell down.

While the other orcs were still confused, Womar immediately rushed over, raised the purple sweet potato in his hand, and shouted loudly.

The orcs didn't understand it at first, but when the purple light fell on the ground, took root, sprouted, and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, producing plump and strong purple potatoes, the orcs finally woke up.

Feed?

Yes, Draenor, which has been polluted by evil energy for so long that its water and food sources have been greatly reduced, has ushered in a new food master.

Purple sweet potato!

"This is the god of peace and tranquility, the Titan God Thanos!"

"Believe in him, and the Titan God will help you escape from the control of the Burning Legion and regain control of your own destiny!"

When Huang Shang spoke, the orcs looked towards the purple Titan in the starry sky to save them.

The god who protected their home and gave them new food.

Look again at the envoy holding Frostmourne, pulling out the soul and resurrecting the corpse.

Frostmourne in one hand and purple sweet potato in the other, which one do you choose?

Led by Womar, many orcs knelt down and offered their knees one after another.

Seeing that there was no one standing around him, Ner'zhul's head slowly lowered.

He didn't give in, he just didn't go against the general trend on the surface, just like he did against the Burning Legion.

Now that Gul'dan is dead and his skull is in the hands of others, he is still alive and well.

With his prestige among the orcs, as long as he waits for the opportunity and steals the big position in the sect, he will finally have the opportunity to replace him!

By then, the orcs, who have received sufficient food and drank the blood of demons, and whose combat effectiveness has greatly improved, will become an iron tribe that will shock all enemies!

Want to conquer us?

Orcs never...

Poof!

Frostmourne runs through the chest!

Under Ner'zhul's extremely horrified gaze, Huang Shang drew out his sword, taking away the chief's hope of making a comeback.
Chapter completed!