Traveling through the game world

Driven by an intense sense of crisis, Manolos's eyes went berserk, his crimson pupils seemingly spitting flames as he roared, "Die, all of you!"

In the blink of an eye, Manolos, who had only been unleashing dark energy, suddenly erupted with crimson energy. Under intense pressure and facing imminent death, Manolos had gone completely insane.

"Clang clang clang..." In just one exchange, Lian Yang's crimson energy and Grom Hellscream's sword energy clashed violently with Mannoroth's dark energy and halberd.

It must be said that Mannoroth, the strongest demon king and king of the abyss demon race, is incredibly powerful. Even though Mannoroth is not at his peak, he still managed to withstand the combined attack of two demigods, Lian Yang and Grom Hellscream, and judging from the situation, he seemed to be handling it with some ease.

"You actually managed to break free from the control of my blood!" After the fight ended, Mannoroth stared at Grom Hellscream in disbelief.

"Damn demon, you can't control an orc warrior forever!" Grom's eyes had returned to their original color, but his skin, tainted by demon blood, remained forever blood red. He stared at Mannoroth with a resolute and resentful expression.

"How laughable!" A cold smile played on Mannoroth's lips as he said calmly, "Orc, you can't escape my control forever!" Mannoroth's heart was in turmoil, but the glory of tens of thousands of years made his expression incredibly resolute.

Grom Hellscream looked at the arrogant Mannoroth with intense hatred. He had only one thought in his mind: he had to kill Mannoroth and use his blood to wash away the mistakes he had made.

"I will never forget the humiliation you inflicted on me, you demon, you must die today!" At the most critical moment, Grom Hellscream broke free from Mannoroth's blood control. And Grom Hellscream, having regained his senses, certainly did not forget the mistakes he had made under Mannoroth's control.

For Grom Hellscream, who considered honor his life, this was even more unbearable than death, and he felt an endless humiliation. Therefore, he had to take revenge and kill Mannoroth.

"Hmph!" Manolos sneered, his face full of disdain, "You piece of trash? Have you forgotten that you were once under my control?"

"Then add me to the mix, Manolos!" Lian Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring intently at Manolos with the same fanatical expression. It had been a long time since an enemy had given Lian Yang such a deadly feeling, and Manolos was the strongest enemy Lian Yang had encountered recently.

"Just a defeated opponent!" Manolos looked at Lian Yang with the same disdain and said arrogantly, "Have you forgotten how you managed to save two lives from my hands, human! Considering your suicidal intentions, I'm too embarrassed to refuse you!"

Whether it's Grom Hellscream or Lian Yang, although they are both demigods, there is still a considerable gap between them and Mannoroth, which makes Mannoroth look down on them.

"Then, how about adding me to the mix?!" After drinking several potions, Arthas finally recovered and, carrying Frostmourne in one hand, looked at Mannoroth with an indifferent expression and said coldly.

"It's just another piece of trash, nothing special!" Mannoroth's heart skipped a beat when he saw Arthas join the party, but he remained nonchalant. Putting everything else aside, his mental fortitude was truly extraordinary.

Indeed, Mannoroth knew that Arthas was also a demigod, but he couldn't know Arthas's exact strength level. Moreover, Arthas's energy fluctuations were all concentrated on Frostmourne in his hand, which undoubtedly gave Mannoroth the impression that Arthas's foundation was weak.

"Useless trash!" A cold smile also appeared on Arthas's lips as he looked at Mannoroth and said calmly, "Then today I, this piece of trash, will slay you under my Frostmourne!"

"What a fine sword, but the one who wields it is terrible!" Mannoroth was not afraid of Arthas, but he admired Frostmourne.

"Arthas, how could I, Jaina, let my boyfriend fight alone!" At the same time, Jaina, holding her staff in one hand, walked gracefully to Arthas's side, looked at Mannoroth calmly, and said, "Demon, your power is great, but you will never be the victors, just as you will surely fall again today!"

Jaina's expression remained as resolute as ever. As a mage, Jaina's expression was always elegant. As the most talented mage on the continent of Azeroth, she possessed both the capital and the strength to be elegant. Although Jaina was still some distance from becoming a demigod, she was not afraid to fight Mannoroth.

"Hahahaha..." Mannoroth laughed wildly, looking at Jaina, and responded just as arrogantly, "Such a delicate little girl, how could you fall for this pretty boy? Why don't you follow the great Abyss Lord Mannoroth! Hahaha..."

It has to be said that for Mannoroth, Jaina, who has not yet reached the level of a demigod, is not a worthy opponent. As Mannoroth has already reached the pinnacle of demigod status, Jaina, who has not yet reached the level of a demigod, is not even qualified to be considered an opponent.

"You have one last opponent!" Thrall said calmly, looking at the arrogant Mannoroth with a serious expression. "My name is Guir, the current Warchief of the Orcs. And you, demon, you have tainted my brother with your blood and caused him to commit a grave mistake. You must pay the price, and I will be the one to carry it out!"

Thrall and Grom had a very good relationship, like brothers. When Thrall saw Grom go astray, he felt like he was being stabbed in the heart, so his hatred for Mannoroth was also very high.

"What, is it just a bunch of losers gathering to collect debts from me today?!" Manolos said with a mocking smile, "What kind of day is this? A bunch of stinking rats dare to challenge a lion to a duel? Well then, today I'll send you to hell!"

Manolos spoke with great ease, but his four hooves were already poised for a charge, and his halberd was ready to attack. Manolos knew very well that even he, Manolos, would be in deep trouble facing so many demigods at once.

In the wilderness outside the orc camp, the atmosphere suddenly became incredibly heavy, and the air seemed to stand still. Whether it was Thrall and Grom Hellscream with their faces full of hatred, or Lian Yang and Arthas with their faces full of fanaticism, even Jaina's expression was extremely solemn.

Manolos, the ultimate target of the group, may have a smirk on his face, but he was actually quite serious inside. Now everyone's strength was truly evenly matched, and the outcome was also evenly matched. Faced with such a magnificent lineup, even Manolos, the terrifying abyss demon king who had lived for tens of thousands of years and destroyed countless worlds, felt extremely troubled.

Time ticked away, and the air seemed to stand still. The wind was still, and people were still; everyone seemed to be maintaining this tacit understanding.

But even the most powerful person cannot resist the power of nature. Finally... the wind moved! It whipped up a sky full of yellow sand.

"Supreme Divine Sword Technique - Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!"

"Ode to Frost!"

"snowstorm!".

"Blade Storm!"

"Lightning Roar!"

In just a moment, Lian Yang and the others unleashed their strongest attacks.

"Burning Trial!"

While Mannoroth feigned indifference, he had already unleashed his strongest attack, a super attack named after the Burning Legion: Burning Judgment, the judgment of the Burning Legion!

Lian Yang unleashed the Supreme Divine Sword Technique: Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, a super skill with incredibly strong attack power and almost absolute control. Its sole purpose was to immediately restrict Manolos's attack and provide a nearly absolutely safe environment for the next attackers to deal damage.

Frostmourne's Praise is a super ultimate skill that Arthas developed from Frostmourne. Simply put, it allows Arthas to unleash both his original Holy Light energy and the icy energy inherited from Frostmourne in a single attack. Both energies explode wildly in an instant, and then the strongest skill is used to unleash both energies on the enemy. This is Frostmourne's Praise, Frostmourne's Praise!

Bladestorm is the signature skill of the Orc Blademaster, and almost every Orc is proficient in it. The true standard for evaluating a hero is whether they can unleash Bladestorm, and the standard for evaluating the strength of an Orc Blademaster is how powerful their Bladestorm is.

Without a doubt, Grom Hellscream, who was once tainted by the blood of demons, was incredibly powerful. Although his dark energy was completely purified, a small portion of the dark energy was still completely transformed into his own power, which he could use to attack his enemies.

Thrall, also known as Guir, is the great chieftain of the orcs. His strength is immense, at least demigod-level, but he is not usually good at showing off.

However, as the saying goes, "silent until the moment of truth," Thrall's immediate appearance and powerful attack instantly blasted away the dark energy ball hurled by Mannoroth. Even so, Thrall remained relentless, roaring madly, "Demon, try my Chain Lightning!"

So-called chain lightning actually utilizes the principle of lightning's conductivity to amplify the explosive power of lightning energy. This incredibly sharp attack can then be used to strike any location you dislike.

Jaina's attack was the last to erupt, since the first to appear were all demigods, so Jaina made her move last.

Furthermore, while Jaina's ultimate ability, Blizzard, isn't the most powerful, it's indispensable because the blizzard's frigid temperature can negatively impact Mannoroth, causing effects such as slowing him down, reducing his speed, and even... controlling him.

As the target of everyone and the enemy of the vast majority, Manolos's Burning Judgment is absolutely terrifying in its power.

Mannoroth, who was already quite tall, seemed to have become even larger, and his energy was bursting forth with boundless power. Most importantly, Grom Hellscream, who was originally pitch black, suddenly burst into flames all over his body again. The Burning Legion truly lived up to its name.

"war!".

For a moment, on the wilderness outside the orc camp, all that could be seen was a four-legged demon engulfed in flames, wielding a massive halberd, engaged in a fierce battle with five heroes of different races.

The hero's attacks were sharp, and the demon's attacks were equally fierce. However, the demon was, after all, a creature, and therefore not invincible, especially when Mannoroth was besieged by five powerful figures.

"Let's perish together!" After a brief exchange, Manolos realized that he was no match for Lian Yang and his group of five, and that under the combined attack of four demigods and one quasi-demigod, he had no chance of escaping.

So, since there was no way to escape or defeat the enemy, Manolos was no longer going to waste any more words; he was going to make everyone perish with him.

"To perish together? You're dreaming!" Lian Yang roared, then shouted again, "Blood Demon Slayer!"

"Go to hell!"

Lian Yang and Manolos were both fighting like madmen. Lian Yang immediately activated his second awakening skill, Blood Foam Slaughtering Heaven, intending to finish off Manolos in one fell swoop.

"Extreme Demon Sword Technique - Storm Style!"

After Lian Yang's Blood Demon Slayer succeeded, he decisively used the Sword Soul's first awakening skill, Extreme Ghost Sword Technique: Storm Style, to control Mannoroth, who was on the verge of self-destruction.

"No!" Manolos, who was firmly fixed in place by Lian Yang's Extreme Ghost Sword Technique: Storm Style, naturally let out a painful roar the moment he was controlled.

"Die!"

With Lian Yang's forceful control, Manolos had no chance to break free and could only watch helplessly as he was fatally attacked by five powerful individuals.

"Roar..." Faced with the combined attack of Arthas, Jaina, Thrall, and Grom, Mannoroth, gripped by fear, could only let out a painful roar.