Although the charm was lifted, the ugly Akama still looked at Jaina longingly, and his greedy eyes gave Jaina a creepy feeling.
Kael'thas glanced at the corner of his mouth and mocked: "Akama, has the distortion of the body changed your aesthetics? Be clear, you are just greedy for her body."
Akama was a little ashamed when her thoughts were revealed. She lowered her head and said in a low voice: "No, no, I will be sincerely good to her."
Kael'thas laughed loudly: "Akama, how long can you like her? Her beauty can last for twenty years at most, and then it will gradually wither. Fifty years later, Ji's face will be full of wrinkles.
Anna is uglier than you Broken Ones, are you sure you will still treat her well?"
Akama took a slight breath and began to calm down. The draenei are almost immortal. Although Akama has become a Broken One, his lifespan will not change.
In comparison, human life span is too short, almost fleeting.
Akama's nose felt sore and he said sadly:
"In my long life experience, I have never been attracted to any woman. I didn't expect that the only woman I was attracted to was a bitter love destined to be fruitless. Well, I will give up."
Seeing that Akama was convinced, Jaina finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The draenei are tall, mighty, and strong, but the Broken Ones were corroded by the poisonous mist, lost the protection of the holy light, and became ferocious. They were not Jaina's ideal partner.
Kael'thas was about to leave with Akama. Jaina realized that this was a limited opportunity and hurriedly shouted: "Prince Kael'thas, we can talk."
"Talk?"
Kael'thas narrowed his eyes and looked at Jaina mockingly:
"You still want to seduce me like you did in Storm Fortress, or have other plots and tricks. Put away your childish tricks. You have no chance."
Jaina bit her lip, as if she had made a serious decision: "Can we negotiate a deal?"
Kael'thas looked Jaina up and down: "I don't think you are qualified to trade with me. What did you give in exchange for your freedom?"
"Save the world." Jaina said seriously.
Kael'thas showed a confused expression, and then sarcastically said: "Are you trying to trick me with that old trick? I am not one of the stupid people of Azeroth."
Jaina shook her head and said seriously: "What I mean by saving the world is Outland, the broken world of Draenor. Because of Ner'zhul's mistakes, this world is on the verge of destruction. I think you should know that Outland can no longer sustain itself.
How long has it been?"
Kael'thas' expression was uncertain and he whispered: "Continue."
Jaina replied cautiously:
"I know that Thrall has a plan to control the power of earth, fire, water and wind in Azeroth and infuse it into the Outland to restore the balance of elements here and repair the torn world. If successful, the Outland will be reborn, like
It is as full of life as it was before the dark door opened."
Kael'thas glared at Jaina: "The result is the complete destruction of Azeroth and the death of countless lives. Your heart is simply too vicious."
Jaina said righteously: "There is no distinction between good and evil in saving the world. For the homeland of the orcs, the price is worth it."
Kael'thas sneered: "Jaina, as a citizen of Azeroth, how could you have such thoughts? I'm sorry, you and I are not the same kind of people."
"Promise her!"
A loud voice appeared above his head, and Kael'thas knew that this was the will of Naru'adal.
Kael'thas was no longer the impulsive boy he used to be. His expression remained calm and he quickly made a decision. He smiled lightly and said:
"Very well, Jaina, you have successfully gained my trust. Let's go and talk to Thrall. I must know the detailed plan."
Kael'thas waved his hand, released the chains that bound Jaina, and helped her regain her magic power. An archmage with magic power can escape at any time, and Kael'thas's actions proved that he had sufficient confidence to ensure that Jaina could escape.
It doesn't fit into the palm of his hand.
This made Jaina feel a little frustrated, and she followed Kael'thas with a low eyebrow.
Kael'thas took Jaina to a room full of ghosts. Countless ghosts were wandering in the room. On the high ceiling, four thick chains locked a cube box with a square box on the front.
With a painful face, he let out a harsh roar.
"This is the Soul Box." Kael'thas introduced in a low voice: "The Draenei keep the souls of the best leaders, wisest prophets, and bravest warriors in the Soul Box in order to use them.
The power of the artifact makes these great souls immortal, but this is just a lie. Do you know what the real purpose is?"
Jaina shook her head and looked up at the Soul Box, only to see Thrall's head in the mouth of the human face, suffering pain day and night.
Kael'thas' eyes were sharp and he said coldly:
"The Soul Box is a cooking utensil used to cook the souls of the Draenei. It changes into various flavors so that the Naaru will not be bored when eating the souls of the Draenei."
Jaina turned pale after hearing this. Beneath the bright appearance, the truth is often so cruel that it makes people laugh.
Kael'thas waved his hand, and the Soul Box spit out Thrall's head.
Several Breakers caught Thrall's head and walked to another room.
Kael'thas said loudly: "We will reshape Thrall's body. The orcs have slaughtered countless draenei. Thrall likes to eat tauren and pandaren the most, so we are going to use draenei and tauren."
Humans, Pandaren flesh and blood are used as materials, and the appearance is like an orc."
Jaina looked at Kael'thas in horror, feeling that she was a complete stranger in front of her, and said timidly: "Kael'thas, you are different from before."
Without making Jaina wait too long, which was just one meal, the Broken One reshaped Thrall's body, and Kael'thas invited Jaina and Thrall to have dinner.
The dinner was very sumptuous, and the main course was a huge evil orc. Thrall, who had regained his body, had no inhibitions, devouring the evil orc's meat and constantly praising the chef's skill.
Jaina carefully picked up a piece of evil orc meat and put it into her mouth with an inner struggle. Unexpectedly, the taste was extremely delicious. She chewed it gently and it was tender and juicy. Jaina soon forgot the source of the ingredients and ignored the lady's taste.
Reserved, eating big mouthfuls.
Kael'thas looked at the two of them quietly, and after they had almost finished eating, he slowly introduced: "The origin of this evil orc is unusual. Speaking of which, it has something to do with Thrall."
Sal had a flattering look on his face and asked flatteringly: "Your Highness, please clarify my doubts."
Kael'thas smiled slightly: "This evil orc is the younger brother of Durotan, the former chief of the Frostwolf clan, and his name is Janar."
He should be Thrall's uncle, but among the savage orcs, this was nothing. Thrall didn't take it to heart at all, but Jaina felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach after hearing it.
Sal said politely:
"As expected of a member of the Frostwolf clan, the taste is delicious. Your Highness, please allow me to introduce the plan to save the world. I have been planning it for a long time."