"Among the experimental subjects collected by the Bronze Dragon, the higher the number ranking, the stronger the strength." For some reason, a trace of gloom flashed across Medivh's eyebrows, probably thinking of a certain experimental subject that did not go well:
"Experimental Subject No. 01, helped Sal heal his injuries. This is the reward he deserves."
Experimental Subject No. 01 made a squeaking sound, and all eight octopus legs crawled toward Sal. This octopus-like monster had multiple eyes on its torso blinking at a specific frequency, which looked weird and mysterious.
Sal immediately felt dizzy and his consciousness was on the edge of blur.
Then, the octopus spit out a small ball of mucus, climbed up Sal's body like a living creature, and got into the wound on Sal's chest. When Sal woke up, he felt that his body was full of strength and his injury had healed.
"Experimental Subject No. 01 not only has super healing power, he can also release colorless and odorless toxins that spread through the air, making people weak and allowing them to be slaughtered. It covers a wide area. It once destroyed a seaside town."
Seeing Thrall's fearful expression, Medivh chuckled and said: "Don't worry, this kind of poison is easy to deal with. Shamans, paladins, priests, etc. can easily remove it."
Thrall let out a long breath and felt relieved. Medivh stared at Thrall with his black eyes and said meaningfully: "Please note that you are currently the only shaman in this shelter."
Legal professions have always been scarce, especially among the orcs, and shamans are like a national treasure.
"Lord Guardian, what do you mean..." Thrall asked in surprise, his face trembling.
Medivh said with a smile on his face:
"Thall, so far, you have appeared in front of your compatriots with a glorious and positive image. The son of Durotan, the chief of the Frostwolf clan, a victorious champion in the arena, a great shaman, the controller of the elements, and the future savior.
He will rule the orcs with wisdom and strength and lead the orcs to a glorious and great future."
"For a true ruler, these can only be regarded as preliminary preparations. Thrall, it's time for you to learn some real knowledge." Medivh's expression became serious and he asked coldly: "Thall, like a black hand,
How famous orc chiefs such as Hellscream rule their tribes."
"It is cruel, bloody and violent. Those who disobey will be mercilessly slaughtered." Thrall does not agree with the approach of his predecessors: "In my opinion, this is a backward management method. I want to bring a new style to the orcs.
A new management model.”
Medivh shook his head:
"Thall, you need to remember that there is no real black and white in this world. The means are not important. The key is that it works. History is written by the victors. The orc chiefs are not ignorant of innovation. They keep repeating this method.
, it just proves that this is the most useful and effective management method."
Medivh stood up and looked seriously into Thrall's eyes. Compared to Thrall's tall and strong figure, Medivh looked very small, but in Thrall's eyes, Medivh seemed like a giant standing tall and tall.
"You need to be a hundred times more brutal than them." Medivh's voice was cold and expressionless.
Thrall stepped back in fright...
"Forgetting is the instinct of life. Any myths and glory will lose their colorful halo and become bland. Even if you save the world, the world will soon forget you, just like a rag that is thrown away casually."
Medivh waved his hand fiercely and emphasized in a louder voice: "Only fear remains in the heart."
While Sal was hesitating, his expression was particularly solemn.
In fact, Thrall, who grew up in Azeroth, did not experience the cruel competition in Draenor. He was educated and trained by humans, and he was fundamentally incompatible with the orc tradition.
This is also the reason why Medivh chose Thrall. He was born with the cruel nature of an orc, and was also deeply influenced by human culture. He learned a lot from both good and bad, and was a perfect combination of human nature and animal nature.
Cruelty in nature is just a beast. Only intelligence coupled with cruelty and ruthlessness can one become a hero.
"Haha, I can see that you have doubts in your mind. How about we do an experiment? Antonidas's disciple, that little human girl, must have killed all the trash in the dungeon. I never misjudge anyone.
She's a good guinea pig..."
........
When Jaina was brought up, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, her slender body was trembling, and her face looked aggrieved and helpless, as if she had done something wrong.
Unfortunately, her clothes were too clean, without any dust at all, and her shiny blond hair was neatly styled.
"A clean massacre, all the orcs were killed by magic in one blow, like a flawless work of art." After an autopsy, an orc made a report to Medivh and Thrall.
When the orc looked at Jaina, there was clearly fear in his eyes.
Medivh nodded: "Thall, as I said, help our little human girl understand her situation."
Thrall chuckled, walked to Jaina, and politely held Jaina's right hand.
Jaina's hands were very beautiful, with slender and beautiful fingers, firm and fair skin, lying in Thrall's big hands, like jade carefully carved by the best craftsmen in the world.
Grabbing Jaina's right hand, Thrall brought it to his mouth.
"Is it a hand kiss?"
This was a demonstration of good etiquette, and at least on the surface, Jaina finally felt relaxed.
Thrall suddenly opened his huge mouth, revealing his sharp teeth, and bit Jaina's right hand hard.
"ah!"
Jaina let out a sharp scream, her voice piercing the sky, her eyes rolled, and she passed out gorgeously.
Thrall tore off Jaina's right hand and chewed it, causing blood to flow out, as if biting into a piece of cooked bone.
Medivh smiled and nodded, very satisfied with Thrall's performance, and with a crisp snap of his fingers, Jaina was forced to wake up from the severe pain.
She looked at her right hand, and half of her arm disappeared. It was tumbling in Thrall's mouth, leaving only jagged bone stubble. Jaina had heard about orcs eating people many times, but it didn't happen to her.
, Jaina always feels, haha, that’s no big deal, I won’t be eaten anyway, so I can continue to fight for the interests of the orcs.
At this moment, Jaina was extremely frightened, and she truly felt the terror of the orcs.
They really eat people.
The seeds of fear were buried deep in her heart, and Jaina was sad and desperate, with tears streaming down her face.
"Relax, relax, disciple of Antonidas." Medivh still maintained a gentlemanly smile. He pointed at Thrall and said:
"If the orcs are an evil dragon, when they were knocked down and seriously injured and dying, it was you and your dear mentors, King Terenas, who mobilized the power of the entire people of Lordaeron to heal them and revive them.
Feed them fat."
"Now, the evil dragon has come to life and wants to swallow the entire Lordaeron, but this is far from enough. You need to cut off your own flesh and feed it continuously, otherwise, the evil dragon will completely tear you into pieces and swallow you.
into the stomach, do you understand?"
Jaina nodded with tears in her eyes.
"Experimental Subject No. 01, heal our lovely lady." Medivh sat up straight.
A ball of mucus wrapped around Jaina's right arm, and her right hand recovered. With a little movement, it seemed to be no different from before. Jaina even suspected that it was just some kind of magical illusion.
Suddenly, a vertical eye like a poisonous snake appeared on the back of Jaina's hand, blinked mischievously, and quickly disappeared again.
"Ah! Ah!"
Jaina knelt on the ground, grabbed the blond hair she cherished most, and howled miserably.
In the years to come, in Andorhal, in front of Stratholme, in the Barrens, in Theramore, in Mount Hyjal, in the Undercity, in Stormwind City, in Dalaran, in Northrend, every
When Jaina's heart becomes hostile to the orcs, this evil eye will appear on time, reminding Jaina of the fear deep in her heart.
Medivh stared at Jaina carefully, easily seeing through her thoughts, and chuckled:
"Fear has given us a good ally. She has good looks, wisdom, and most importantly, a good background. Thrall, let's test the effect and try to order her to do anything." (To be completed.)