While Grokush watched, the three-headed bone dragon, escorted by a huge number of undead arakkoa, approached the legion portal that looked like green eyeballs in the sky, and then disappeared from the portal in the blink of an eye.

Inside, the Crow people fled in all directions as if they were avoiding some invisible disaster. A few seconds later, a dull, huge, low and chaotic roar exploded in the legion's portal.

"I... am... Tectus! I am... the moving... hill!"

"Feel...the power of the earth!"

"boom"

During the final reverberation of the violent elemental creatures, the breath of elemental explosion visible to the naked eye exploded from the green legion gate, rushing into the sky in all directions in the form of shock waves, attacking the unprepared magic bats and fear demons.

It flapped its wings in fear, but under the arrogant shock wave, it could only be carried head-on into the dark army waiting for it below.

The Legion Gate in the sky, under the self-destruction of Tectus, the irritable elemental lord of Draenor who could never be controlled, was like broken green glass. Between the rapid rotation of swirling green energy,

It collapsed bit by bit and finally disappeared into the sky of Arathi.

When the sun once again enveloped the land covered with ruins and bones, the orc death lord Grokush turned over and rode on his bone dragon. He took one last look at Stromgarde shrouded in the sun, and his arms fiercely

Swing forward:

"The war here is over, Frostfire Ridge Legion, follow me forward!"
Chapter completed!