Chapter 2 Chapter One

"Ner'zhul!" Talon Gorefiend and Jaz Soulbreaker walked into the Shadowmoon clan's village as if no one else was there, their brisk steps kicked up thick dust under their feet.The curious villagers poked their heads out of the doors and windows of their simple houses to take a peek, but the eyes of the two intruders glared at them viciously, and everyone was frightened again. went back. "Ner'zhul!!!" the Gorefiend roared again in a cold and commanding tone. "I want to talk to you!" Behind him, someone seemed to mutter in a low voice, "I don't know who you are, and I don't care much. You are invading the territory of the Shadowmoon clan. Get out now, or die here."

The death knight turned to face the strong orc warrior who had just approached behind him, and replied, "I need to speak to Ner'zhul and tell him that Talon Gorefiend is coming for him." The orc looked a little uneasy when he heard the name. "Bloodfiend? Are you that death knight?" His face was distorted with disgust, revealing two fangs.He looked at the Gorefiend and his companions, summoned up his courage and said, "It doesn't seem so dangerous to you." Soulbreaker told him, "He's pretty dangerous." He turned and nodded toward something the orcs couldn't see.Several other figures stepped out from the shadow of the hut in the village and came to the side of the two death knights.Although they were wearing hoods, the eyes with strange light were still clearly visible.The Gorefiend smiled, and the orc swallowed.

"Now, quickly find your leader, or your arrogance will kill you badly." "Ner'zhul sees no one," said the orc, although he was already sweating, but it was clear that he still had to obey the orders of his superiors. The Gorefiend sighed softly, his long-rotten lungs took in a breath and then expelled it with a strange whistling sound. He said, "Then you can die right away." Before the orc could make any reply, he had already stretched out his right hand protected by the mail armor, chanting some spell in a low voice.The orc took a deep breath, bending over in pain.The Gorefiend clenched his fists, and suddenly blood gushed from the hapless orc's nose, eyes, and mouth.Meanwhile, the Gorefiend had turned away, no longer interested in torturing the annoying orc.

"Dark magic!" a Shadowmoon warrior called out, grabbing the battle ax beside him. "Kill them! Don't let them hurt any of us again!" He roared, and several other people around him responded by taking up weapons and ready to fight at any time. Talon Gorefiend turned quickly, his glowing eyes narrowing. "If you want to die, you can come here, at worst, I will go to Ner'zhul myself." This time, he spread his hands forward at the same time, and the power of darkness condensed in his fingertips.Then, it exploded in front of everyone like black fire, knocking down the orcs who had just rushed over with their battle axes to the ground.They lay on the ground, screaming in pain.

"Stop! Enough people have been killed here!" The old orc's voice still sounded so authoritative.Talon lowered his arms, ordered his companions to step back, and looked ahead at the leader of the Shadowmoon clan. "Ner'zhul, you are finally here." The Gorefiend said in a lazy tone. "I thought that would get your attention." He turned to Ner'zhul, surprised to see that the Shadowmoon leader's face had been painted white—like a skull, Gorefiend thought to himself.Ner'zhul's eyes widened when their eyes met. "I... dreamed about you," he mused. "In my dream, I foresaw death. And now, you are here..." His slender fingertips touched the hand-painted skeleton on his face, and a few white spots peeled off. "For two years, I have been having the same dream. In the end, you still came to take my soul!"

"You're wrong. I've come to redeem you. But you're still partly right. I'm here for you, but not in the way you think. I've come to ask you to lead the tribe." Ner'zhul was very confused. "Me? Why? In order to make the tribe more fragmented? Isn't what I have done enough?" His eyes were full of anxiety. "I will never do such a thing again! Once, I led my people - fell into Gul'dan's trap, and caused our world to be nearly destroyed. It was a disaster that almost completely destroyed us. Please You find someone else." Tyrone frowned slightly.Things didn't go as planned, and he couldn't kill Ner'zhul the way he had done with the Shadowmoon orcs.He tried again, "The Horde needs you..."

"The Horde is dead," Ner'zhul interrupted. "Half of the orcs are trapped in that evil world, leaving us forever! Do you want me to be the leader of a group of dead people?" The Gorefiend replied calmly, "They have not left us." His composure infected Ner'zhul. "Although the Dark Portal was destroyed, maybe it can be rebuilt." Ner'zhul asked curiously, "What? Rebuild?" The death knight explained to him, "There is still a dimensional rift left in Azeroth, while the Draenor side is intact. I can still sense it, and I can rebuild the Dark Portal. I will Widen the rift until the entire tribe can pass through it."

The shaman chief seemed to consider this, then shook his head. "Even if it is possible, what good will it bring us? The alliance is too powerful, and our tribe will never win this war. The orcs are basically no different from dead, we can only choose now How can I die?" His fingers seemed to have their own consciousness, and touched the skeleton on his face again.The Gorefiend was sickened by his weakness.It is hard to imagine that a chief who was once so respected is now so fearful of death. To make matters worse, he was also a necessary part of the Horde's plan. Gorefiend forced himself to be patient, retorting, "Death isn't the only option. If we can rebuild the Dark Portal, we don't have to win, or even fight the Alliance. I'm ready for the Horde." Another plan. I've heard of some artifacts from Gul'dan, and if we can get some of them..."

"Because of Gul'dan and his conspiracies, how many orcs are still making unnecessary sacrifices even after his death!" Ner'zhul roared at him. "You and your damn plans! If it succeeds, how much power can you get from it? You Shadow Council bastards only know to do everything possible to gain power, and you don't care about everything else!" The Gorefiend could stand it no longer.He grabbed Ner'zhul's arms and shook them angrily, "Two years! Since the Dark Portal collapsed, you have been hiding for two fucking years! Here you clan members don't kill each other! Nothing else has been done. Now they just need the right guidance, and then they can regain their strength! Your supporters are no match for my death knights, we can make all clans follow your call. Destruction The Hammer either died in Azeroth or was locked up. Now you are the only one who can command the hordes. I examined the Dark Portal to see how damaged it is, and I told you I have a set The solution. I've sent a few death knights there, and even now, they're still working on the restoration, waiting for it to open again one day. I'm sure we can do it."

"Then what is your so-called solution?" Ner'zhul asked harshly. "Have you found a way to get us back to Azeroth and win the war we lost two years ago? I don't think so. We are destined to win." He turned He turned around and walked towards his hut. "Never mind those wars! You old man, listen to me!" the death knight shouted behind him. "We don't need to defeat the Alliance, because our goal is not to conquer the whole of Azeroth!" Ner'zhul stopped and turned to look at him. "But you said you could fix the Dark Portal. Why are we fixing it if we're not going back to Azeroth?"

"We do go back. Yes. But not for war." Talon Gorefiend approached him. "We just need to find some magical artifacts. When we have them, we can leave and never return to Azeroth." "Then we'll just stay here?" Ner'zhul waved his hand, pointing to the dry land beside him. "You and I both know that Draenor is a dying place, and it won't even be able to sustain us anytime soon." Ner'zhul had not always been so dull in Gorefiend's memory. "It is no longer needed. At that time, we can live in other worlds away from Azeroth and Draenor. Other better worlds." Talon said slowly to Ner'zhul, as if following A child is reasonable. Ner'zhul listened intently now.On his pale face, Gorefiend seemed to see something called hope.Ner'zhul stood there for a long time, not knowing whether to enter his hut and remain in seclusion, or to accept his new fate. He finally asked, "Have you planned it?" "yes." It was a long time again.The Gorefiend waited patiently for him. "...tell me." Ner'zhul turned and walked into his hut. This time, though, Tyrone Gorefiend walked in with him.