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Orgrim's eyes suddenly became a little bright. He was lacking high-end power. There were too many heroes in the Alliance, so although the orcs had the upper hand, the advantage was not obvious. In addition, humans had the healing of priests, and their ability to sustain combat was stronger. The orcs were dying one by one, and they had almost no reinforcements.
"Are we going to destroy the high elves? We don't have that much time. Dealing with the Alliance is the most important thing. But if we just want to attack a city, we can still cooperate."
Orgrim has seen the fighting power of those trolls. They throw spears very accurately and are very qualified warriors. They have a very strong regeneration ability. Even if their arms are cut off, they can grow back again in a few days if they have enough food. This characteristic is really amazing. As soldiers, they are very good cannon fodder!
Yes, cannon fodder! Orgrim would never trust any race other than orcs. Even among the orcs, they were divided internally, with many clans standing side by side, and there was no trust. If he hadn't used his personal force to suppress the other clans, the orcs would have been wiped out one by one by the Alliance!
"Then take down Quel'Thalas!"
Zul'jin also refused to give in. If he was going to do something, he was going to do it big!
At this moment, the orcs and the trolls officially established an alliance, at least for now. With the trolls leading the way, Orgrim left a part of his troops to continue to contain the Alliance army, and he led another part of his troops north to kill the high elves first, and then turned around and attacked Lordaeron from behind. Appearing in an impossible place, destroying the human city in one fell swoop!
Back in the nightmare world, Arthas was still thinking about his plan when he heard the system's prompt. "Ding, mission completed, obtained arcane physique."
"Arcane Constitution: Your body is very friendly to arcane energy, transmitting speed is increased by 50%, arcane damage taken is reduced by 50%, the mana cost of using arcane spells is reduced by 50%, and the power of arcane spells is increased by 50%. There is no failure when crafting arcane items, and the consumed materials have a 50% chance to reduce the consumption by 50%."
The most famous arcane item is of course the Hearthstone, which can be tied to an inn and quickly transported back to the original inn. There are also various arcane constructs, which are similar to robots and can be used as guards or movers, and are very popular in construction.
Arthas didn't know that this kind of arcane physique was what mages dreamed of. The mere reduction in arcane damage resistance was enough to make most warriors jealous, as it was a real reduction in damage!
Bang! After completing the task, Arthas burst out with powerful holy light, abruptly destroying the Arcane Torrent.
Puff! Many magicians who cast spells vomited blood, and were hit by the backlash of the arcane magic and fell into a state of near death!
Blame (Passive) (Advanced): Launch an attack every three seconds to interrupt the enemy's skill reading. The enemy whose attack is interrupted will suffer 100% of the attack's backlash damage and be silenced for ten seconds. This is why the stronger the enemy, the stronger the backlash damage. It can be called an invincible single duel artifact, but it is simply a waste of power to use against these mages.
Bang! The next second, Arthas came in front of Savis and grabbed him by the neck. The name above his head was so dazzling that he could catch him without even asking.
"It's over. Nightmare King, please tell Enzos that his Nerosa is a public place in the eyes of others. You can come in and out as you please. You can shit on his head and still ask him for paper to wipe your butt!"
"Ahem!"
Savis was shocked to find that he could not resist. This was a nightmare world! He was the king of nightmares, the king of nightmares!
Azshara watched with interest as her former subordinate was strangled and lifted up, looking like she was watching a show. She wished someone would cause trouble for N'Zoth so that she could profit from it! But the next second, her face changed, even to the point of becoming vicious and resentful, staring at Arthas with her eyes, even wanting to kill him.
Alsace pinched her breasts and tickled her nipples. "Not bad, very firm. Hehe, am I the first person to play with these treasures? Isara, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."
"presumptuous!"
The storm of anger made the Well of Eternity boil, and the arcane energy had almost become real. Pure energy did not require any spells to be cast, and this power alone could kill any enemy. When the energy purity reached this level, it was like an ocean, and all spells had no effect.
Arthas remained unmoved. He realized that this was also a dream, his own dream. Since it was his own dream, it was naturally whatever he thought. Even Esara was not aware of this, otherwise her attack would not have been so pale.
"Ding, the power of the ancient gods has been detected. Please maintain the suppression of Xavius to absorb the power of the ancient gods. Time progress: 60 minutes/0 minutes."
Another mission. Well, it turned out to be just as Alsas thought. If we find the Nightmare King, then the source of everything can be solved. Dreams also have a source, and the brain is the source of dreams.
Seeing that her power had no effect on Arthas, Azshara looked at him with resentment, "Mortal, you don't know what fate you will bear! You will regret it!"
Arthas was still holding the Nightmare King Xavius tightly. Xavius's disguise had been broken and he had turned into a satyr. His eyes gradually turned white, which was the rhythm of being sucked dry. He stared at the Light of Light, who was still beautiful even when she was furious, and reached out to touch her delicate cheeks. "You were fooled by Sargeras, betrayed by your people, the Well of Eternity exploded, and you were spurned by the world. Do you regret it?"
"Take your dirty hands away!"
Azshara found herself frozen in place, unable to move at all. This was almost impossible! In reality, she could crush Arthas with her toes without even using her hands. But in the dream, she had no reaction at all.
"You have no regrets, you know you did what you thought was right."
Arthas smiled, his tone carrying a sense of grandeur, "You will soon find that N'Zoth is nothing, and Sargeras is nothing but a fool who has been fooled."