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While Khadgar and Garona were heading to Elwynn Forest, Wu Yue returned to his own world first. Evans didn't need him. He was much faster than Wu Yue and could reach the Alterac Mountains first. The reason why Wu Yue didn't choose to return to the mountains like Evans was that the orc's transformation was completed.

Wu Yue waved his hand, and the orc's soul was pulled over by the power of the world. The orc's soul had been successfully changed in nature, and the power of life and death in the world was well integrated into its body. He became the first castrated version of the Fourth Calamity. Although this Fourth Calamity was far from what Wu Yue had remembered in his previous life, it was already very good.

After the power of destiny was integrated into Wu Yue's world, he could already accurately locate the areas that overlapped with his world. That soul, guided by destiny, returned to the territory of the Frostwolf orcs in the Alterac Mountains.

Under the guidance of the world's power, he returned to Azeroth, and then the power of life slowly complemented each other, emitting a little green, and a new body was formed. An orc with a brand new look appeared near a gathering place of the Frostwolf Clan. This place was also plagued by demons, so even near the gathering place, there were a lot of orc corpses here.

The area where the orcs were located was littered with corpses stained with blood. The blood had been blown into black by the cold wind. The newly born orc looked at these scenes. He still had his previous memories, and even retained the memories of Wu Yue's world. He knew clearly his current situation.

The orc bent down. In front of him was the corpse of a Frostwolf orc. His eyes were wide open, and one could see his unwillingness and anger in them. Next to him was the axe that had fallen to the ground. The newly born orc picked up the axe from the ground, held it tightly, and then placed his other free hand on the eyes of the corpse.

The orc murmured softly

"I will avenge you, rest in peace"

Then the newly born orc slowly closed his eyes and stood up again. From today on, he would no longer have a name. Everyone in the Frostwolf Clan who remembered his name had died in the conflict with the demons. He swore that he would use the rest of his life to wipe out all the remaining demons in the world. He must destroy all these evil creatures.

His original name belonged to the past. From now on, he would transform himself into the Demon Gangrene. He would forever attach himself to this race, becoming their disease, feeding on their flesh and blood, and continuously growing until one day they disappeared from this world.

He is an Avenger, a man who crawled out of hell, and there is nothing in this world that can scare him again.

He did not return to the gathering place of the Frostwolf Clan, but walked towards where the demons gathered, his steps heavy and firm. The blood-stained giant axe in his hand kept dripping with blood as he moved, as if agreeing with the actions of its new owner.

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In the world, Wu Yue still watched the condition of the newborn orc through the connection between him and the orc. After being transformed by the power of the world, this orc had belonged to Wu Yue in a sense. Wu Yue gave it power and could decide its life and death in a moment.

But he currently needs this orc to fight against those demons. Although the demon will be very weak for a long time, with the continuous improvement of the world and his unique devouring ability, he will be able to pose a considerable threat to those demons in the future.

However, Wu Yue's idea of using him to get the Frostwolf Clan involved in this battle failed. Orc Bin did not return to his own clan territory, but chose to face those demons alone. But Wu Yue did not have no chance to pull the Frostwolf Clan into the battlefield again.

But looking at the orc's resolute expression as he left, the orc lying on the ground, and the body of the bandit they had brought back, Wu Yue shook his head and sighed.

"Forget it, just consider it as returning a favor for them!"

Although the Frostwolf Clan didn't suffer as heavy losses during their original migration because of Wu Yue, they still lost a lot of people in the early stages. In addition, their chief is likely dead now, and with the demons constantly harassing them, their survival situation is not optimistic.

In this case, there is no need for Wu Yue to force them. They have already helped him attract the attention of the demons who have escaped from the troll encirclement. As for the demons in Alterac City, after Medivh was restrained in the tower by Lothar, he will no longer have the energy to pay attention to Wu Yue.

Now Medivh has to face Stormwind Kingdom. Even though this kingdom is surrounded by orcs, don't underestimate them. Every kingdom has its own foundation and will not be easily destroyed.

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In Karazhan, inside the tower, Moros dealt with another wave of thieves who sneaked into the tower. His eyes were no longer as rational and calm as before, but full of confusion and anger, as if he had completely become a different person. After dealing with the enemies, Moros slowly carried their bodies one by one to the stable below.

There were already quite a few similar dead bodies in the stable. Obviously, this was not the first attack. As Wu Yue expected, a kingdom would not be a weak force even when it was about to face war.

Ever since a shadow master broke into this tower, it seems that there has been a constant stream of visitors, but the guardian cannot hide their arrival. He doesn't even have to do it himself, he just needs to let Moros go and deal with these people.

But the next few people were beyond Moros's ability to deal with. The Guardian was in his room, staring intently at a crystal ball in front of the table. The crystal ball was imbued with the Guardian's marvelous divination magic, which was also his best skill.

Some figures were reflected on the crystal ball, including Lothar, Khadgar, Garona and a large number of members of the Iron Horse Brotherhood. They were slowly moving towards Karazhan. The arrival of these people made Medivh feel a little tricky.

If he took off his clothes, he could still faintly see a shadow lingering on his chest, like a thorn in his bones that could not be shaken off. In his current state, it was a bit difficult for him to deal with this army, but the problem was not particularly serious. After all, although the difference in numbers was a bit large, one side was a guardian corrupted by the Demon King, and the other side was just a group of mortals.

But this is enough to distract the Guardians' attention for a short time, and the Nathrezim in the Alterac Mountains may have to fight alone!

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In the Alterac Mountains, the base of the troll and demon armies, King Perenolde was discussing with the Nathrezim and the Dreadlord in his mind how to deal with the attacks of these trolls. Recently, their attacks have become more and more frequent, and they almost broke through the defenses of the valley several times.

Fortunately, thanks to the sacrifice of many Doomsday Guards, they successfully repelled them, but the defense line was on the verge of collapse.

"Has the reinforcement you mentioned not arrived yet, Dreadlord? The demons defending the valley are dwindling."

Lord Perenolde looked at the demons in the mountains. A few days ago, their numbers had firmly defended the entire valley. Now, most of them were concentrated at the central entrance, and the surrounding defenses were handed over to human soldiers. But if nothing unexpected happened, this place would soon be breached by the trolls.

The Dreadlord, although no one knew his name, he undoubtedly inherited the cunning and deceptive characteristics of the Dreadlord. He pretended to be a little anxious and said to Perenolde

"My partner seems to be in some trouble. He can't help us summon more demons!"

Medivh had been helping the Dreadlord with his powerful magic, but now he needed to gather strength to deal with the approaching Lothar and his army. Perenolde was very anxious, and the power of the demon began to slowly change his character. He sarcastically said:

"Don't tell me you can only rely on others to help you, demon! If that's all you have, it would be much easier to just let those trolls kill us."

Seeing that he had something to ask, the Dreadlord told him the plan he had thought of long ago. He slowly said to Perenolde

"I have another way. As long as you sacrifice your human soldiers, I can summon more demons, which will be enough to repel..."

"Can't!"