Earl Burton was stunned for a moment, then shook his head secretly.
He has had several contacts with the gods of the alliance, and from the information he received from them, it can be known that the gods of the alliance did not live a very satisfactory life in the divine domain.
Since the gods of the tribe have also come down, it means that they, like the gods of the alliance, are very eager for fresh blood to enter the divine domain and become their helpers.
In other words, whether it is World of Warcraft or God's Domain, the Alliance and the Horde are still in an antagonistic relationship.
Earl Bolton didn't believe that the tribe's god would resist killing him.
Shaq's words are definitely a conspiracy! "Botton, Lord Angel has no sharp hostility towards your alliance, so I hope you will consider my proposal carefully."
Seeing that Earl Burton was deep in thought, Shaq thought he was being moved and tried to persuade him again.
Although Shaq is from the tribe, he doesn't have much hatred for the alliance.
Moreover, he could also feel from the Lord God Envoy that the Lord God Envoy did not want to wipe out the alliance.
If we can take Outland without any bloodshed, let the Alliance people return to Azeroth on their own.
This will not only reduce killings, but also give tribes more opportunities to breathe.
After all, there is a huge difference in the number of people in the tribe and the alliance.
Nowadays, the entire tribe numbers less than 100 million, and a large part of them are in the outer regions.
As for the Alliance, the population of Silvana alone is tens of millions, and the population living in the Blade's Edge Mountain area is also tens of millions.
More importantly, Silvana is still the frontline of Outland. If other rear areas in Outland are included, the Alliance's population is estimated to be at least one billion! Not to mention, the Alliance's real population support is Azeroth.
!Although there are many people from the tribe living in Azeroth, their living space has been severely compressed.
If it weren't for the special geographical and location advantages, these areas might have been captured by the Alliance.
Therefore, the tribe needs outer territory and more living space! Shaq has feelings for the tribe. At the same time, he does not hate the alliance as much as other tribal races do.
He has been a wild child since he can remember.
This is a mark that is engraved in his bones and can never be changed no matter the passage of time.
He was unable to feel the pain of his loved ones dying because of the war with the Alliance like the rest of the tribe.
Because in his heart, his real relatives are the wild beasts that raised him! Since he joined the tribe, those wild beasts have also been raised and often live with him.
The lifespan of beasts is far less than that of orcs and humans.
Those "relatives" of his had died of old age one by one more than ten years ago, and they could be regarded as having passed away.
Although Shaq felt pain about this, there was no element of hatred in it at all.
He was grateful to Mamu for giving him and his "relatives" a stable life, so he was willing to help Mamu deal with matters between many tribes and races.
At the moment, Bolton only needs to surrender. Maybe the God Envoy really has other plans. Otherwise, why would he emphasize again and again not to kill Bolton directly?
"Boton, don't hesitate any longer."
Shaq said loudly: "The God Envoys will not kill easily in the lower world, they have their own principles.
Otherwise, with their strength, do you think McRuven and the others can return to Silvana unharmed?"
Shaq's persuasion made Earl Burton's thoughts become more determined.
Yes, it is true that God cannot use His power in the lower world.
It is precisely because of this that they need to continue to support human representatives and train these people so that they can fulfill their wishes.
Otherwise, why does he exist?
Earl Burton snorted coldly, "Shaq, do you really think I'm an idiot?"
"What?
!”
Shaq was startled, "Boton, what do you mean?"
"Don't think I don't know your plans."
Earl Bolton kept sneering, "Persuade me to surrender, and then use me to open the city gate of Silvana. After that, you can do whatever you want! And your bullshit angels, how can those high-ranking guys care about us?
Life and death in the lower world?
They just want us to grow up in the killing, so as to achieve their ambitions! Shaq, I admit that you are very powerful, but if you don’t have their support, you will definitely not be able to reach where you are now!"
In the eyes of Count Bolton, it is impossible for a tauren like Shaq to grow into a demigod-level powerhouse.
He must have received tremendous support from the tribe's gods.
Just like himself! Bolton admits this. Without the help of those gods, he would not have grown to this point! And he has already penetrated the gods' purpose! Because he is also a careerist, but it's just that
His ambition is for all humans in the Alliance.
God's ambition is always for his own selfishness! Bolton seems to be pious, but he wants to penetrate the secret realm left by God like crazy.
In fact, deep down in his heart, he had no respect for God at all.
Everything he does is to become a god himself and complete the great cause that the entire league has not completed! How could this paranoia of mutual use be changed just by a few words from Shaq?
What's more, Shaq's promise was made by the tribal god.
How is this different from seeking skin from a tiger?
However, what he didn't know was that Shaq didn't rely on the so-called God at all.
His achievements today are directly related to the environment in which he lived since childhood and his own talents.
It can be said that Shaq is the most terrifying practitioner in the world.
He is the peerless genius who is most likely to accomplish the task of condensing his godhead independently! "I understand."
Shaq felt that Count Bolton hated gods, whether they were the gods of the Alliance or the gods of the Horde.
"Alas..." Shaq lowered his head and sighed, "If that's the case, then I only have the last choice left!"
He slowly raised his head, and dark rays of light flashed deep in his eyes.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
From under his feet, layers of black light gathered toward him like waves.
"Crash!"
The dark clouds in the sky suddenly gathered, forming a special shape on top of Shaq's head, and then, like the layers of black light, continued to converge towards Shaq's body.
"Hoo ho ho!!!"
The wind roared, and the color of the sky and the earth changed! Above Shaq's head, an almost solid shadow gradually took shape, and it looked like Shaq! On the chest of the shadow, a black-gold heart "thumped, thumped..."
Jump up.
Although the heart beats very slowly, every sound is like the impact of a golden bell, making people's hearts tremble involuntarily.
"call out!"
The shadow instantly entered the heart, quickly poured into Shaq's body, and appeared in the center of the chest! Shaq opened his eyes, and black gold light burst out! "This... this is..." Earl Burton looked straight at Shaq.
The black-gold heart in Ke's chest suddenly widened.