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Orgrim touched the green skin of the baby with his own hands. When the baby saw that it was Orgrim, not his parents, who was touching him, he suddenly howled wildly, and even showed his fangs, which were not fully grown but very sharp, and wanted to bite Orgrim.

Orgrim did not withdraw his hand, although it was easy for him to dodge the attack of a baby even at such a close distance, but he wanted to confirm something. Durotan and Draka also knew this, so they did not rush to comfort G'el in their arms.

Go'el's fangs bit into Orgrim's hand fiercely. Although there was a huge gap between the two, Go'el seemed to have inherited the power from his parents. Even though he was still a baby, his sharp fangs actually bit into Orgrim's skin.

But after biting for a while, Go'el twisted his eyes and saw that Orgrim was still looking at him like that. There was some emotion in his eyes that Go'el did not understand yet. That was hope, the hope for the survival of the orc civilization. Perhaps it was because he felt this emotion, Go'el loosened his teeth and fell asleep peacefully in his father's arms.

Orgrim smiled, feeling relieved. Although blood still flowed from his hands from time to time, and his lips curled up slightly, his worries had dissipated a lot. Ever since Gul'dan's magic spread among the clan, he had been worried about the future of the orcs. He was worried that if things continued like this, the orcs would sooner or later destroy themselves in a rage. But now, he saw hope in Gul'el, the orc baby. The hope of the orcs' rebirth lay in them, and at the same time, he made some resolutions.

"I will look for an opportunity to kill Gul'dan, but this will take time. He is very powerful. If I act blindly, I will be the one to die in the end."

Durotan nodded slightly. He wanted to eradicate Gul'dan, this cancer, but he also understood that this matter could not be rushed. Killing Gul'dan, this powerful warlock, was not something that one or two orcs could do.

"Be careful, my friend, and do not underestimate the power of that warlock. I doubt that even now we know the limits of this orc."

"Don't worry, I will be careful. You don't have to worry. I won't defeat Gul'dan head-on. Even if I defeat him that way, his influence on us will still be deeply rooted."

While answering Durotan, Orgrim also stated his purpose. What he wanted was the future of the orcs, not just to drive Gul'dan out of power. He had a lot of things to do next.

"If possible, Durotan, I really want to talk to you more, but now, I must return to the tribe to prepare for the overthrow of Gul'dan's rule."

Durotan saw the determination in his old friend's eyes, patted his shoulder, and said

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. When you need help, the Frostwolf Clan will help you fight Gul'dan."

Unlike the original history, this time, with the help of Wu Yue, most of the Frostwolf Clan's manpower survived, so they were able to support Orgrim. Orgrim nodded in support of Durotan, but he did not intend to trouble his old friend casually. Besides, the distance between the two was too far, and they might not be able to arrive in time to provide support.

"Well, we should all go back. Let some of my guards take you back. They are my most trusted soldiers."

"Yes, thank you, Orgrim."

After saying this, Durotan and Draka left, but what they didn't notice was that the guard escorting them was muttering something, as if he was talking to someone.

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Wu Yue was lying on the ground, looking at the sky of the Alterac Mountains. He hadn't slept for a long time since he obtained the reflection of the world's power, and naturally he had never lay down again. The sword failed to pierce Wu Yue's back after piercing his heart. Although Wu Yue did not mobilize the earth element to defend himself at that time.

But his body had long been baptized by the world and had, in a sense, left the realm of mortals. The piercing of his heart did not even allow him to use the system's life-saving props. The power of the world itself was enough to heal him. At this moment, Wu Yue was very sober and could move freely, but he wanted to lie down and rest for a while.

The refined sword that pierced his heart had long been broken by his powerful self-healing ability. One part turned into pure elements and was absorbed into his body, while the part exposed outside fell to the ground and was expelled from Wu Yue's body. He could still hear the sounds of those humans fighting hard in the distance, but they were very faint.

Obviously, the death of General Hass made them in chaos, and Wu Yue's trolls knew that he would not die easily, so they still concentrated on their own battles, which made the battle with an already huge disparity in numbers even less suspenseful. He slowly stood up and used the power of the world to sweep away the snow on his back. He looked at the charred body of General Hass on the ground.

"This time, I lost!" Wu Yue thought to himself. He originally thought he had won, but the moment the long sword pierced his chest, he had already lost to General Hass. He did not lose in the battle, but lost in his will and his attitude towards the enemy. In this case, the winner can do whatever he wants.

Although Wu Yue's world had just been formed and did not absorb much of the six forces, as his world grew, it gradually began to accommodate these forces. However, Wu Yue currently lacked the corresponding support, so he could not make good use of them.

But if it is only aimed at one person, it is more than enough. Wu Yue once again opened the door to the small world. Since he could enter the world without opening the door, he rarely opened this door. This is the second time in this world. The last time was to welcome the troops from Sentry Island.

This time, he tried hard to mobilize the power of death. Gradually, an invisible soul ran out from Has's charred body in Wu Yue's eyes. This body, which was supposed to go to the Shadow Realm, was taken back to Wu Yue's small world.

Then Wu Yue opened the gate of the world and used the power of the world to convey a message to the soldiers who were still fighting.

"Your leader is dead, surrender now!"

The humans on the battlefield finally reacted. They all looked at the charred corpse. Although the skin was extremely black, as soldiers who had followed General Hass for many years, they quickly recognized that it was the corpse of their general. Anger was revealed in their eyes, but it soon turned into unwillingness. They began to drop their weapons one by one.

Soon they were tied up by the troll warriors one by one. Some of them came to Wu Yue and knelt down. They deduced Wu Yue's position in their hearts from the trolls' attitude towards Wu Yue. At this time, they made a request to Wu Yue.

"Please let us take his body back."

Wu Yue looked at those people. There was some fear on their faces. After all, they were ordered to fight against an evil wizard. However, Wu Yue was not a pervert who liked to bully corpses. Therefore, if they wanted to take back General Hass's body, it would not be a difficult thing for Wu Yue to accept, not to mention that General Hass had already won this "battle".

Wu Yue nodded, and the power of the world passed through the ropes that bound their hands behind them. They could now move their hands, but only the lower part of the body of General Hass was moved. Then Wu Yue gave an order to a troll warrior next to him.

"Go and prepare. We need to arrange for the return of these prisoners."

After receiving the order, the trolls turned around and left. There was no need to even notify the higher-ups about this matter. It was enough to just notify the troll farmers, and they would be able to build a building that could accommodate these humans.

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At the same time, the guards escorting Durotan were walking and talking with Gul'dan.