Varian looked at the shrouded palace and knew that his time was running out.
In the mirror, several orc chefs picked up Varian's body and fixed it in a wooden box. Only the scalp was exposed. They carefully shaved off Varian's hair and poured a spoonful of hot oil on the scalp.
An orc attendant brought an obsidian dinner plate with exquisite silver hammers and spoons on it, and asked Thrall to take a look. Thrall nodded, with a ferocious and proud look on his face.
Obviously, Thrall plans to eat Varian's brain, just like he did to the Archmage Antonidas.
"You deserve it, I'm such a brainless fool." Varian secretly blamed himself and replied angrily: "I promise, no matter what the price is."
The voice quickly responded:
"The price you need to pay is very simple. Just like Sal treats you, treat Sal and Agna, and retaliate against them with the cruelest means. If you hesitate for a moment, then our deal will be invalidated, and the dream will still be a dream.
."
"Okay!" Varian gritted his teeth and said, "I will never let you down."
"Transaction completed."
The loud voice echoed in the hall, Varian's eyesight went dark, and he realized that he was back at Thrall's wedding banquet.
Seeing the intact Varian standing in front of him, Thrall was stunned for a moment. He didn't know what happened. Then he said with a ferocious smile: "It's interesting. Could it be some kind of inexplicable magic? Varian, you are so stupid. I will
Eat you again."
However, the three dragon kings looked cautious. Ysera, the green dragon king, whispered: "Damn it, this is the power of the Emerald Nightmare. It must be Xavius. Everyone must be careful and don't act rashly."
Varian looked directly at Thrall and said loudly: "Thall, you are not only facing me, but also my huge army."
Twenty thousand Stormwind City troops suddenly appeared out of thin air and surrounded the wedding venue. Among them were the main force trapped in the Land of Fire, and three thousand soldiers who died in the wind elemental plane. They also returned safely. Obviously, the wind
Death in the elemental world is just an illusion.
Thrall looked horrified, and first begged the Red Dragon Queen: "Take me away, we have a deal, you promised me."
The Red Dragon Queen was afraid of the power of the Emerald Nightmare, and said lightly: "Thall, I don't care about the hatred of Mount Hyjal, but I only make deals with the victors."
The three dragon kings had no hope, and Thrall could only plead with Jaina: "Jaina, Orgrimmar and Theramore are here to help each other. Please help me get out of here. I will be rewarded someday."
Jaina smiled slightly and mocked: "I heard that Agna, the wife of the savior Thrall, can punch Sargeras and kick the Pantheon. How can a mere 20,000 human troops take it seriously?"
Varian looked at the horrified Agnar, shrugged and said, "I don't hit women."
Several soldiers came over and subdued Agna easily. Then, a tall and round soldier came in front of Agna and punched Agna in the face one after another.
Agna's facial features were immediately deformed, her flesh and blood were blurred, and she was whimpering in pain.
Varian felt a wave of relief, and smiled and ordered: "Just continue, don't stop, use your full strength, don't kill me."
A priest came over to treat Agna, ensuring that she would not die and prolong her pain.
Thrall looked at Varian flatteringly and said flatteringly:
"Great King Varian, humans and orcs will always be good friends. Brothers are like brothers, and wives are like clothes. If you like Agna, I will give it to you."
Varian smiled coldly, stretched and said, "I'm a little hungry."
Several soldiers grabbed Thrall and nailed his hands and feet to the dining table just as Thrall did to Varian. Varian played with the silver hammer and ordered the chef accompanying the army: "Interesting gadgets, the great savior."
The meat must be very delicious, you know how to cook it."
The chef understood clearly, took the silver hammer, smashed Sal's hands and feet bit by bit, put them into the boiling water, and carefully prepared several delicious sauces.
Varian called to the three dragon kings and Kalecgos: "Come on, let's eat together!"
The expressions of the three dragon kings were gloomy and uncertain. Although they were not afraid of the 20,000 human troops, they were extremely afraid of the Emerald Nightmare. They did not participate or stop it, but just watched from the sidelines.
Varian did not dare to offend the three dragon kings, and was also afraid of the Dread Lord in Kalecgos, so he glared at Jaina:
"Leader of Theramore, why don't you drink with me."
Jaina gritted her teeth. Her brief hesitation cost her the chance to escape. The Emerald Nightmare had already closed the surrounding space, so she could only nod her head.
A plate of cooked meat was placed in front of Jaina. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be surprisingly delicious and fragrant. Jaina ate it with big mouthfuls, making Kalecgos next to her salivate.
Varian doubled his revenge on Thrall. Whenever Thrall's hands and feet were eaten, he ordered the priests to heal him and help him regrow his hands and feet.
In order to increase Thrall's pain, Varian ordered the herbalist to prepare a secret potion that increased Thrall's pain tenfold. After Varian was full, he distributed the meat to the surrounding soldiers.
Kalecgos finally couldn't bear it anymore, and after getting Varian's permission, he also went to the table and feasted.
The banquet lasted for a whole day and night. Thrall's pupils had become dilated. The endless torture had brought his spirit to the verge of collapse, and the former savior was about to turn into a madman.
After successfully taking revenge, Varian gradually calmed down and began to understand the purpose of the Emerald Nightmare. He tortured Thrall to test it and forced the person behind it to take action.
You can't kill Thrall, but you have to torture him crazy until the person behind the scenes can't help but jump out.
Unfortunately, the people behind the scenes were very calm. Even though Sal was about to go crazy, there was still no movement.
Time passed little by little, and Sal burst into giggles, obviously going crazy.
A ripple appeared in the space in front of Varian, a little black and red color appeared, and a strange seed fell out, and the sound rang in Varian's ears.
"Feed Sal."
The strange seed opened its eyes and looked around like a living creature. The green dragon Ysera screamed strangely: "The seed of Il'gynos, this is to pollute Thrall's soul."
Il'gynos lives in the center of the polluted World Tree. He is the terrifying incarnation of the Nightmare Heart, a corrupted polymer, and is famous for various wonderful prophecies.
Nozdormu shook his head and said:
"I heard that only when you are on the edge of madness can you see more truth. If Thrall takes the seeds of Il'gynoth, as his savior, he will definitely be able to bring us a clear prophecy. Maybe this is a
A good thing.”
Varian ordered the soldiers to open Thrall's mouth and feed him the seeds of Il'gynos with his own hands. At this moment, a pair of strong hands stopped Varian.
A loud and majestic voice sounded: "Varian, what have you done? By the Holy Light, you have disappointed me so much."
This voice was somewhat familiar, revealing some of Varian's dusty memories.
Varian turned around in surprise and saw an old but resolute face, gray hair, a short beard like a steel needle, bright gold armor, and the symbol of the Silver Hand leaping on it.