Chapter 367 Storm Altar (Part 1)

Gul'dan stroked his beard and replied: "This thing is full of energy. I believe these rune stones and some other rune stones on the edge of the forest are evenly distributed here, forming a huge magic trap and spell barrier together."

"What are the barriers? They didn't stop us, or cause any damage." Orgrim pointed out.

"No, because we're just physically entering the forest and using normal weapons." Gul'dan replied. "I think these rune stones limit the use of magic, and it is highly likely that only elves can cast their spells within this range. I have tried to cast some spells here but failed, and if I back out 10 steps away, Go to the other side of the mountain, and I can resume casting spells again."

Orgrim was in awe.

This is no fun.

He clearly remembered how destructive human magic was. If it wasn't for the warlocks of the orcs to suppress the mages of the humans, the orcs would have to pay a heavy price to defeat the humans. This is the most important reason why he didn't kill the Shadow Council that he hated so much.

Human magic comes from elves.

He is quite aware of Gul'dan's power, even now after he was injured, Gul'dan's magic is still the most powerful among the orcs, none of them.

The battle with Antonidas, who is known as the strongest mage in human beings, in South Sea Town truly proved Gul'dan's strength.

It happened that Gul'dan told himself that his magic couldn't be used.

"What about the trap?"

"It seems to be able to draw out the powerful power hidden under the forest, as long as those long ears want... bang!" Gul'dan grinned, his mouth made a sound, and made an exaggerated gesture of explosion.

"How many people can you deal with at one time?"

Gul'dan raised five fingers with a smirk.

"Five thousand?" Orgrim probed.

"50,000, and as long as there are any five places within the range of the rune, as long as each place is densely packed, killing 10,000 trolls in one place is not a problem."

The great chief suddenly recalled that the day Stormwind fell, tens of thousands of orc warriors were burned to death in the flames. Although Blackrock Clan orcs have some fire resistance, they are not immune to fire damage.

If the fire is big enough, you will be injured and die...

After Orgrim knew the answer, he was taken aback, and raised his hammer very simply and directly.

It was very obvious what he meant.

"Is there any way to destroy it?"

"No, no, this is too wasteful. I can turn it into a storm altar, and let the power attracted from the rune stone strengthen the creatures." Gul'dan's hunchbacked body exuded an evil aura.

"There won't be any orcs participating in your strengthening." The war chief refused sharply.

"They did get stronger."

Orgrim stared at Gul'dan's half-closed eyes with killing intent: "Stronger, greener, lower wisdom, and more violent."

Gul'dan bowed his head deeply, he did not intend to openly confront the chief at this point in time: "I plan to let the ogre strengthen it, maybe there will be some variation in size. However, that has nothing to do with the orcs."

It's none of your business, hang on high.

Feeling the loss of the tribe's elite and resulting in a decline in combat power, Orgrim agreed. Just as he had previously agreed to allow dead humans to become death knights to join the Horde.

The prep work went smoothly and time consuming.

Orgrim had thought Zul'kin would be impatient. Who knows that Zujin said: "My ancestors spent hundreds of years without breaking through this barrier. I don't care about waiting for a few days and months, as long as I can break through. The trolls can wait."

After finishing speaking, Zujin ran to hunt and kill the elf patrols outside to play.

After Gul'dan broke through the outermost layer of protection of the rune stone with his evil dark magic and rituals, he commanded Cho'gall, the two-headed ogre hero, to disassemble the huge rune stone in an orderly and careful manner. .

This is a high-tech and physical activity.

Direct violent dismantling, the end is just around the corner.

Some bumbling ogre triggered the protective barrier on the runestone, so what?

This unlucky ghost flew to a height of thirty meters, and then his whole body was scattered into over ten thousand parts, which were evenly scattered in an area of ​​nearly a hundred square meters.

Even if the ogre's mother came here, she would never recognize this as her child.

It took them a full eight hours to dig out the rune stone completely.

Fortunately, Orgrim brought some elite and troll-based strikers here first, otherwise, during this period of time, he could only let nearly a hundred thousand troops wait.

Now, the 100,000 troops are still marching at a constant speed 60 kilometers away.

Here, Cho'gall deftly smashed the huge stele into several still-huge pieces. He came to the clearing with five of them and spent hours correcting the shape of the stones and placing them in the correct position in a tested clearing above the energy leylines of the forest. Pentagram.

"Is everything ready?" Gul'dan asked impatiently. Not far away, Kogall shook his head with both heads. The gigantic ogre grunted like a pig, and his strong arms of explosive strength were walking across the clearing carrying the last piece of runestone that weighed at least five tons.

"It's fine now," he yelled, rubbing his shoulder with one hand.

Gul'dan finally nodded with satisfaction.

He really couldn't imagine how to fiddle with the original rune stone that was like a hill without enough labor.

The runestone shards were so large, heavy, and so oddly offset that two ogres could lift them, though it would take at least a dozen orcs to do the job.

Orgrim hates magic and absolutely refuses to let the "noble" orcs do such dangerous things.

Luckily the warchief allowed Gul'dan to use some ogres to accomplish this, and Cho'gall could command his stupid one-headed kin far more easily than any orc.

Yes, facing a group of muscular mentally handicapped people, no matter whether you are a world-class wise man or not, you will still go crazy.

Gul'dan could figure out how the elves had moved the intact runestones to their original positions the first time.

That was physical work that had nothing to do with magic.

Magic is very powerful, but compared to the energy required for magic to provide 100 kg of lifting power, it is better to use slaves directly.

Forest trolls have about the same strength as ogres and are much smarter, and they will be better at following specific commands.

It's just that the elves don't have the habit of raising troll slaves for a long time...

The stone finally settled, in the correct position. Even with Gul'dan's critical gaze, he couldn't find any faults.

Gul'dan raised his hand, and the five orc warlocks chose to stand beside five of the rune stones.

"Fortunately, that guy in Orgrim, who only has conspiracy and muscles in his head, didn't kill all of my people."

Fortunately, otherwise, there would be no possibility of completing this ceremony at all.