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Chapter 1115: Ascension Ceremony

After receiving Thrall's order, Cairn Bloodhoof came with five thousand tauren.

The ascension ceremony officially began, and Thrall sat at the top of the altar with his eyes closed to meditate.

On either side of Thrall were the leaders of the Earth Ring, Moon Earthwrath and Nobundo, the three dragon kings, Tyrande, and Malfurion's wife standing at the bottom of the altar. Having lost their freedom, they were forced to cooperate in casting spells.

Earthfury of the Moon and Nobundo were the hosts of this ceremony. When the power of Nordrassil was gradually withdrawn by the three dragon kings, the corrosive and destructive power left by Archimonde was freed from its shackles, and the sky instantly

Darken.

The terrifying energy left behind by Archimonde's death floated in the air like a cloud, and there were harsh howls, like countless people begging for their lives in pain, and there were terrifying whispers, torturing those present.

Everyone's nerves.

The five thousand tauren were trembling with fear, and at the same time there was a murderous intention in their hearts. Kane Bloodhoof took courage and shouted loudly:

"Tauren warriors, the great savior has dedicated everything to Azeroth. Because of the savior Thrall, we, the tauren family, have a peaceful life in Thunder Bluff. We must be grateful for Thrall's kindness. Don't

Fear, for the sake of Azeroth, let us bravely sacrifice for Thrall."

"Dedicate everything to the great savior Thrall." Under the leadership of Kane Bloodhoof, the five thousand tauren roared loudly, and many tauren were so excited that tears filled their eyes.

Thrall on the altar nodded, and the ascension ceremony moved to the next stage. Five hundred tauren walked towards the altar and knelt around it.

The members of the Earth Ring kept chanting, which was an unknown magical magic. The dark power slowly descended and penetrated into the body of the tauren like poisonous mist.

These tauren immediately let out a miserable howl. They clutched their throats in pain, and their skin gradually turned pitch black. Their strong bodies were twisted, and noses, eyes, ears and other facial features continued to grow on the surface of their skin. In some places, even

Grow a head, arms, tail, etc.

The energy left by Archimonde was forcibly poured into it, and the five hundred tauren were contaminated and turned into various ugly aberrations. It didn't take long for their flesh and blood to collapse, and black-smelling stumps and broken arms were everywhere.

How long will it take to turn into pools of black water?

The energy returned to the sky and seemed to become lighter. Sal nodded: "Continue."

Cairn Bloodhoof raised his arms and shouted: "For the great savior Thrall."

Another five hundred tauren came to the altar and knelt down without fear of death. The power of darkness fell again and was forcibly poured into their bodies.

Near the Nordrassil Hotel, Robbie and Fandral Staghelm hid their figures and quietly observed the ascension ceremony. Staghelm looked at the dead tauren nervously and whispered:

"Although this magic has never been seen before and is definitely not owned by Azeroth, the principle is not complicated. It uses the flesh and blood of the tauren to consume the corrosive power in the energy and purify it into pure and clean power of destruction. Thrall absorbs it.

Then there will be no distortion.”

Dots and lines appeared in Robbie's eyes as he carefully observed the ceremony.

Staghelm's analysis was very correct. Archimonde left behind two forms of energy after his death, corrosion and destruction. Thrall could not withstand the power of corrosion, so this ritual was created.

Robbie asked: "Do you have a way to deal with it?"

Staghelm shook his head bitterly: "Even the Aspect Dragon is not immune to the dark power of the Earth Ring. I thought I could stop Thrall, but now it seems I have underestimated this orc."

Robbie observed carefully for a while and understood something: "So, how can a group of fallen shamans like the Ring of Earth be able to use the power that can bind the guardian dragon? Someone gave them something similar to a magic scroll.

Objects, this kind of power has a number of uses."

Deer Helmet's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he said with relief: "Let me just say, how can the Earth Ring become so powerful? I just don't know how many times it can be used."

Robbie smiled and said: "You will know the answer soon."

The second batch of tauren persisted longer, which also made them suffer longer. In the end, they could not escape the fate of flesh and blood collapse, and died miserably.

Kane Bloodhoof raised his right hand again and shouted: "For the great savior Thrall, for Azeroth."

The remaining tauren all changed their colors and looked at each other, no one wanted to die.

After all, the tauren who were truly willing to die for Thrall had already died. The remaining tauren were not loyal enough to Thrall and only shouted loud slogans.

Kane Bloodhoof had a look of disdain on his face and mocked:

"Don't let me look down on you. The great savior Thrall led the orcs to sacrifice everything for Azeroth. They used their lives to defend the dignity of Azeroth time and time again. But what have you done? Your cowardice

And timidity will make other races in Azeroth poke our spines and say that we tauren don't know how to be grateful and are all incompetent wastes."

Kane's provocation method worked to a certain extent. More than five hundred simple tauren blushed, roared in anger, and bravely walked towards the altar.

Thrall opened his eyes and took a look, nodded to Cairn Bloodhoof, and closed his eyes again.

When the third batch of tauren took the initiative to die, Vanessa appeared next to Robbie, playing with a black glove as smooth as jade.

The fingertips of the gloves were inlaid with five black gems, one of which was dimmed. Fandral Staghelm felt a dangerous power and asked in surprise:

"What's this?"

Vanessa glared at Staghelm and said fiercely: "This is mine."

"I know it's yours, but this glove..." Fandral Staghelm thought of running away quickly.

Vanessa said calmly: "I found this from Nobundo. I thought that cow had gained Thrall's trust, but I didn't expect that the Broken One of the Draenei was Thrall's confidant. Nobundo

Bolton used this object to imprison the three dragon kings."

"Stolen?" Staghelm asked in surprise. He saw that the surroundings of the altar were heavily guarded. Nobundo on the altar was presiding over the ascension ceremony meticulously, without any idea that something was missing.

"This is not stealing, it is a reasonable request." Vanessa emphasized seriously.

Staghelm said happily: "Great, we can stop Thrall's ascension ceremony. My flame druid is already ready."

Robbie shook his head: "So what if it's stopped? If it fails once, Sal can try it again. At that time, we may not have such a good opportunity."

Staghelm stared and asked, "What should we do?"

Robbie secretly made calculations and quickly came to the conclusion: "Even if the power of corrosion is removed, the strength of Thrall's body cannot contain Archimonde's destructive power. Unless he obtains the body of a dragon, three

The Dragon King is in danger, I don’t know which container Thrall will choose.”

Vanessa's eyes were bright and she licked her lips gently and said:

"Since you want to steal, you have to do something big. When the ceremony proceeds to the next stage, Staghelm, you can help me cover. Archimonde's destructive power will be mine."

It was the turn of the fourth batch of tauren to be sacrificed. Cairn Bloodhoof was about to boost morale again, but someone shouted "Run away!" and the remaining tauren fled in all directions.


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