The boundary of immortality is not so easy to cross. Similar to cyberpsychosis, it is a mental disorder rather than a simple pathological reaction.

The biggest problem when short-lived species become long-lived species is the mismatch between psychology and physiology. The period of high incidence of suicide is precisely between the ages of one hundred and two hundred.

The expansion and satisfaction of desires, the passing of familiar people, the new era and information impact the centuries-old inherent humanistic core, and the sense of comfort brought by social status and personal strength is crushed by the rising star and the forerunner.

At the end of the sentence, I can no longer scroll, I am tired of living, I want to die, I want to return to inner peace, it is extremely hypocritical and pretentious.

Positive role model, Aegwynn Medina, life is nourishing, life was so judgmental, self-defeating, and uninterested.

The negative teaching material is Garrosh Hellscream. Although he has never drank the milk of Wangzai, he just wants to prove that he is better than his father, and he is truly a filial piety to everyone.

Although Gromsh suffered a lot in his youth and could not stand up to his good foundation, he is still as strong as a tiger and an ox when he is over fifty. Even because the new tribe has greatly improved his living conditions, he is more likely to live out his second life.

Look at his son from another world, he is so young...

As Garufang broke through the disguise/seal imposed on himself by the King of Steel, the 80-year-old orc old man who overwhelms thousands of armies revealed his prototype.

"Son, what's wrong with you?"

Gromsh's eyes widened, and with the sound of the blood roar falling to the ground, he put both hands on his son's upper arms.

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Time has left indelible traces on Garrosh's body. The tan skin is densely covered with scars and is no longer tight. His round bald head is covered with faint magic lines and secret marks, and most of his eyebrows are gray.

Although his figure is still strong, there is a sense of desolation and confusion accompanying the surging magic power.

This can be called a scene where a goddess takes off her makeup and transforms into a female ghost. Gromsh would have screamed and screamed with blood, but Ji Dong, who came from the bloodline, told him that this was his child, born with the only woman he had ever loved in his life.

The next child.

"Father, let's talk about old times later. Are you ready?"

The hesitation in Garrosh's eyes flashed away, replaced by desperate determination.

"What……"

Gromsh didn't even have time to question, as Garrosh's eyes shot out a blazing light directly into his own father's eyes.

No more pretense, it's a showdown, warriors can't be slapped in the face when stacked, and they don't even play with dogs. If Garrosh didn't learn well from following the Iron King, he would have changed his profession to a magistrate long ago.

After laying the groundwork, Gromsh, who was deeply shocked, slipped his hands from his son's arms to his waist and still didn't let go, but fell to his knees.

Garrosh grasped it in the air and lifted up the Heart of Y'Shaarj, which was the size of an adult Mushan beast's head.

"The Pandaren used the Source of Pure Water to purify the Heart of Y'Shaarj. At that time, I only knew that to use the Heart of Y'Shaarj, I needed to absorb the power of the Source of Pure Water. This was a scam, and I was treated like a fool. I was offended for nothing.

Pandaren, you are irrational. They are two completely different forces. They are the purifying power used by the pandaren to seal the heart of Y'Shaarj. How can they absorb it!"

While muttering to himself, Garrosh kept clenching and unclenching his fists like cardiopulmonary resuscitation, just short of saying "I'm going to do it all."

As a result, the Heart of Y'Shaarj, which had been dormant for thousands of years, revived from its withering state like a dead thing.

In the web woven by Garrosh's magic power, the huge Heart of Y'Shaarj continues to shrink in size and becomes more and more active.

Just when Gromsh regained consciousness and raised his head, Garrosh had already held the Heart of Y'Shaarj and slapped his father's heart.

"Father, come and fight!"

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Classic Go memes reappear in Azeroth.

My career is in the second level, what is your level?

Oh, amateur 9th Dan, let me give you 9th Dan.

What, nine pieces are too many, two pieces are enough. Do you look down on Go or do you look down on professional chess players?

What, you gave me two sons!?

Garrosh wanted to prove that his father's doctrine was wrong and that he was better than his own father, so he chose a path that no one in the audience had imagined.

Garrosh, a dual master of magic and martial arts, VS Gromsh, an ancient god and war madman.

The civil war between the Hellscream family begins.

"I feel great, but not that great, and an annoying voice keeps trying to tell me what to do."

"Yes, my dearest father, I know you can do it. I can do it. There is no reason why you would be controlled by that trash Y'Shaarj."

As expected of a race that believes that demon blood is clean and hygienic, although the surrounding orcs were buzzing among each other, none of the orcs thought there was anything wrong with the chief and the young master and tried to obstruct the father-son game.

"So my son, what do you want?"

"Beat you."

Gromsh heard Garrosh's declaration of battle and showed a happy smile that belonged to an old father.

"Very good, I now admit that you are a real hell roar. But it is not enough, son. You said that your arrogance comes from my flesh and blood. Your mother is cautious and never knows what arrogance is, so your tricks are really

Can I help you?"

The beach fighting in Krasarang was just a small game about family issues that didn't know how to get along. At this time, Garrosh's challenging remarks made his old father feel relieved, and Gromsh finally found his own father-son track.

He wants to teach his son that your dad will always be your dad.

So I bent down and picked up Gorehowl. The power of the ancient god belonging to Y'Shaarj extended from Gromsh's hand to the head-blasting axe. In the middle of the ax blade, a flesh-and-blood eye condensed with evil energy opened, and the battle began.

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There is a difference between arrogance and arrogance. Gromsh wants to tell his son that you don't use weapons to fight. Are you crazy?

But Garrosh used the enchanted fist to tell his father something he had understood when he first conquered the alien world - how could weapons be such inconvenient things.

This transcendent version of the battle had excellent sound and light effects. Master Zhu was very happy to watch it, but the floor was too cold and the wounds were too painful. Master Zhu was unhappy.

Even though he has been fighting for his whole life, Garrosh has never slacked off, but after putting all his efforts to the end, the only thing that will compete is talent.

Gromsh Hellscream has never been weaker than anyone in his life, and his willpower and skill are superior to Garrosh's.

The only thing Garrosh Hellscream can compete with his father in melee combat is his experience.

Carlos, the King of Steel, is the son of a sinner. Even though he became famous at a young age, his body is bound by the world, family love, fame and fortune.

As an invincible general who rose to prominence during the Second Orc War, he was deprived of his family honor and fiefdom by the alliance he was loyal to, leaving only Darrow County to engage in the tourism economy.

The King of Steel once told Garrosh that if Timbers had not been used as the last safety valve, he would have wanted to break into the city of Lordaeron and slay Terenas.

But it was also because of Terenas, the "big enemy", that the King of Steel truly understood what it means that the human heart is the way of heaven.

After a full fifty years of dormancy, a full fifty years of treachery and loyalty, the Iron King sat back and watched the rise and fall of the Menethil family, laughed at the rise and fall of Varian, and finally usurped the position of King of Men.

But with parents dying of depression and brothers and sisters becoming strangers, is it really worth it?

"Except for this world, I have nothing left."

Therefore, the King of Steel is not satisfied with being the human king of the Eastern Kingdom, he wants to be the king of the world, the king of Azeroth.

I will save the world, and I will protect Azeroth!

Once upon a time, Garrosh thought this was also his ideal.

But no, for this pursuit, Carlos can overcome the boring long illness, but Garrosh cannot. After conquering another world for Azeroth for the second time, he no longer even cares about the life and death of the orc race.

A strong person will not take the initiative to dream, which means that the spirit is empty.

But Garrosh dreamed again and again of the Nagrand grasslands of his childhood, of life in the Mag'har orc camp, and of the small room he had because of the special care of his grandmother.

The color of the bed sheets, the texture of the wooden table, the notches on the wall to measure height.

Garrosh knew that he might not live long.

So he thanked the Iron King.

If it weren't for the King of Steel taking him away from prison, he would have repaid this kindness long ago.

Garrosh thanked the Iron Lord for putting up with his last act of willfulness.

Coming to this Azeroth, Garrosh is both happy and scared. My stupid father, please don't die in front of me.

His thoughts were complicated but like a flash of lightning, Garrosh smiled.

Isn't this exactly what I dreamed of? How could I desecrate this gift-like duel with my random thoughts?

Garrosh used the skills he had honed over a period of sixty years to have a heart-to-heart fistfight with his father, and it was such a joy.

But Gromsh was very upset.

He felt his son's thoughts. Garrosh, my proud son, I admit that you are an excellent warrior. I understand your meaning, I understand your resentment, and I understand your desire!

Damn Y'Shaarj, don't stop me from having a heart-to-heart relationship with my son!!!

The impact of the evil blood roar and the magic bullet erupted with a sharp and ear-piercing air explosion. Taking advantage of the shock wave, each took two steps back. Gromshi slapped the open eye at the heart with an old fist. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color and turned into black and white.

, the vision of Y'Shaarj being crushed by a tall figure filled his eyes.

I hate it so much~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Whether you hate it or not is none of my business, the tool's heart should have the self-consciousness of the tool's heart.

Overcoming the illusion with strong willpower, the colorful real world returned to his eyes, and Gromsh felt that the world was pure again.

Son, come on, daddy will accompany you in this rebellion that is decades late.

This is no longer a battle at the mortal level. Whether it is Garrosh who unleashes his true magic or Gromsh who uses the Heart of Y'Shaarj, those with insufficient skills are in danger of even watching the battle.

So while the onlookers of Warsong Orcs stood further and further away, Zhu Taran jumped up high in one breath, got on the Xianglong and prepared to find reinforcements.

The orcs were so fascinated by the battle between father and son that they didn't care about Zhu Talan's escape. However, Zhu Talan did not dare to go on land, but chose the direction of the lake as his escape direction.
Chapter completed!