Chapter 463：

These people have been standing here for several hours, and in the eyes of the warriors and water people who are desperately fighting the power of the ocean, these warlocks are almost motionless.

The sea water soaked their bodies.

The thunder was deafening, the falling lightning almost made people blind, and the boats swayed wildly, and the other orcs clung to the oars to hold their positions.

Many orcs looked at Gul'dan and the warlocks in a panic, but due to the power and terror of the warlocks, even under the violent sway of the ship, the sailors held on to their posts.

After a while, a flame and smoke erupted from the water not far from the bow, and the air was filled with smoke and dust.

Through the sand and steam, they could see something coming out of the water, just like the beak of a chicken that had broken its eggshell.

This thing looked like a stone, but what happened next made the orc warriors who had been watching everything in front of them stunned.

The thing became bigger and bigger, and it quickly emerged from the waves, and water and lava flowed down from the top of the stone. Just now, the small rocks quickly turned into big rocks, and from big rocks into a small plateau, the plateau turned into a small piece of rocky flat land.

Other parts have also emerged, rising from the sea not far from the first place, but they are connected together. When the water recedes from above, the orcs can see an entire island drilled out of the seabed. , Still spraying flames, dust and steam.

Another smaller island also emerged, followed by the third and the fourth.

In the end, the sky above the head turned from the rotating crimson to the usual lead gray, and the huge waves gradually receded, slowly reaching the height of the mast of the big ship.

Gul'dan opened his eyes, and he walked staggeringly, leaning against the railing to rest like a small group of other warlocks. The cast just now, even a powerful legendary warlock like him, almost exhausted his own. strength.

He raised his head and looked at this newly-emerged island. The island still exudes steam, and with the booming sound, it gradually formed a new form.

Seeing this, Gul'dan laughed.

"Quickly." He whispered, looking at the island in front of him, and then feeling all this with his own consciousness, calculating the location of the place he was looking for. "Soon, I will take you to the temple I am looking for, and that rare treasure lies in it."

If Ye Ting or Aegwynn were here, they would definitely recognize the temple in front of them.

That's where Aegwynn sealed the powerful corpse of the Demon King after defeating Sargeras-the temple in the Broken Isles known as the Tomb of Sargeras.

Item 0600

Gul'dan's guess is correct. For his betrayer, Orgrim did arrange for someone to pursue and kill him.

After returning to the camp in Arathi Highlands, Orgrim finally heard of Gul'dan from Saurfang.

Leading the army that fleeed with him, Gul'dan first Orgrim returned to the camp in Arathi Highlands—Orgrim didn't understand how he did it, perhaps because of the use of certain spells.

After returning to the base camp, the cunning warlock deceived that he had come back from the siege for help and needed to take someone to support the Doomhammer surrounded by the alliance, and then relying on this order to secretly take away the Rampage clan, and disappeared. Where.

Soon, another news came from the tribe's wharf in the wetland: Gul'dan returned there with the raiders and seized several remaining warships and drove away to the west.

For such a traitor Orgrim, it is natural to find someone to bring him back and give him the punishment he deserves. However, in terms of their strength in the Arathi Highlands, dealing with the alliance can only be done, and they want to catch him. The capture of Gul'dan and the Rampage clan would not have that extra power at all.

In the end, Orgrim could only delegate this task to the brothers Red Blackhand and Mem Blackhand who remained behind.

The two brothers took their orders happily. They led the fighters of the Blacktooth clan, the clan that the Blackhand Brothers separated from the Blackrock clan, and followed Gul'dan on the battlefield.

…

On the ship of the Black Hand Brothers on the seas of the west of the Eastern Kingdom.

"I saw them." a soldier shouted. "They are there, on that island!"

One of the two chiefs of the Blacktooth clan, Reid Blackhand, looked in the direction that the orc was pointing at, which was exactly what they had seen when they approached, near the area where the waves and storms were tumbling like crazy.

He saw thin light rain on the island in front of him, and looking westward, some black figures gathered there.

"Very good," he said, nodding and then firmly grasped the handle of his battle axe.

"Speed ​​up," he said to his men. "I want to approach them before they have a chance to find a hiding place."

On another ship, Mehm issued a similar order.

"What if they use magic to fight us?" one of his young fighters asked.

Many people nodded in agreement. This is the only thing they fear, even far more than the fear of being caught by the Alliance or being eaten by the black dragon of Blackrock Mountain, and it is difficult for Reid to say that their worry is wrong.

He himself did not approve of attacking Gul'dan and his men.

However, this was an order from Doomhammer, and even if he was dissatisfied with the warchief, Reid could only do his best to carry out this order before he was able to overthrow him—perhaps to die.

"Their spells are really powerful." Reid said. "Gul'dan himself can easily kill three or four of us within a few minutes. But he needs time, or physical contact or close enough, or he has something useful to him from the victim. thing."

Having said that, he pretended to smile with ease.

"Do any of you lend the chief warlock his own water bag, a pair of iron gloves or a whetstone?"

These words of relief made the subordinates laugh as he wished.

"So, when we meet these warlocks, we just need to avoid them, keep them away from them, and don't let them touch them, and then surround them before they cast the spell."

He tapped the battle axe and emphasized: "Apart from these spells, they are just orcs like us. They will bleed and die. This is no different from hunting ogres in our hometown before-any of these guys is better than We are strong, but we can still form a group to consume his energy and eventually kill him."

His soldiers nodded. Understand what Reid meant, now in their opinion, spells are just another weapon, and they are not as scared as before.

However, only Reid himself knows that the real Gul'dan is not that simple. In addition to distant fel attacks, spells such as life draw in contact, and certain curses, he will have more and more powerful powers.

If they knew that these sorcerers had just used magic to forcibly surface an island, they would definitely not dare to make such a hasty judgment.

"It will be here soon," the helmsman announced to them.

Reid looked to his rear along the ship's side.

The island suddenly appeared to one side. From the comparison with the size of the ship, Reid felt that this new piece of land was very huge, much larger than most of the islands he had seen in this world.

There were many boats dropped from the ships docked on the shore, and he could clearly see the orcs jumping from above and entering this dark and humid continent.

Reid tried to control his emotions and then issued an order: "Prepare to land, when we get to the top, aim at the warlocks. Kill anyone who is blocking our way, anything!"

…

"We have company. (Someone is following us! Gul'al said to Gul'dan, pointing in a direction.

Their boat had just landed on the shore of the mainland that emerged from the sea.

Because it was forcibly lifted by spells, the island is still shaking from time to time. Although the steam has gradually dissipated, flames and lava are still spewing out from time to time.

Gul'dan looked in the direction he was pointing, and a fleet was approaching the island from a distance.

From the way the leading ship traveled, Gul'dan could see that it was using human paddles. Normally, this only shows one thing: the owner of the ship is an orc.

In other words, the forces of Doomhammer have found them.

"That **** guy." Gul'dan cursed. "Why does he always make decisions so quickly? If they come one day later, we can finish all the plans."