Garrosh rolled his eyes. No matter how absurd or ridiculous Med'an's proposal was, for the sake of Guardian Medivh, he had to agree.
What's more, this proposal was very much in line with Garrosh's thoughts. He clapped his hands and praised: "As expected of the son of the great guardian Medivh, I appreciate this proposal."
Seeing Garrosh's eager gaze, Med'an suddenly felt worried. After all, he was a failed experimental subject. He had insufficient control over magic and was prone to making mistakes. He hurriedly said:
"I've been studying very hard recently, and my father has given me a lot of work. I'll leave the task of building the Chair of the Dead to others."
Sylvanas secretly rejoiced and said without changing her expression: "If the warchief believes in me, I will build Kane's chair."
Garrosh laughed and said:
"The Queen of Darkness personally took action, so I can rest assured. This fun chair might as well be given to Archmage Med'an. It contains the soul of the Tauren chief, and it is a rare treasure."
Med'an raised his head arrogantly and said with a smile: "Thank you in advance, the chief."
Sylvanas escorted Kane Bloodhoof back to the Undercity. In the royal chamber, Sylvanas summoned the Archmage Antonidas alone.
"Antonidas, tell me how confident you are that we not only have to hide it from Garrosh and Med'an, but also from the guardian Medivh. I must know how big the risk is."
Antonidas said confidently:
"Your Highness, when it comes to necromancy, I am no match for Medivh, let alone your opponent, but the ability to deceive others is my specialty. My disguise is perfect, and Medivh is too proud.
, he doesn’t bother learning such little tricks.”
"Can you guarantee that it will be foolproof?" Sylvanas confirmed again.
Antonidas chuckled and said:
"If it's a human soul, I can't guarantee it, but the souls of tauren all look the same. With the soul of Kane's son, with a little processing, you can definitely hide it from Medivh."
Sylvanas lowered her head and thought for a long time, finally made up her mind, gritted her teeth and said:
"Kane Bloodhoof is the chief of the Tauren after all. Such a strong man is not easy to obtain. I am willing to take this risk."
Tick tock!
Tick tock!
The sound of dripping water rang in his ears, seemingly endless. Kane Bloodhoof slowly opened his eyes and looked around, looking for the location of the water drops.
Many years later, Kane realized that the sound was not dripping water, but the sound of oil flowing from the body.
Kane raised his right hand and found that there were stitching marks everywhere on his arm. The front end of his arm was firmly holding a chain, and the top of the chain was a meat hook.
Looking at his left hand, he is holding a heavy meat-cutting ax.
Kane didn't know what was happening. He lowered his head and looked down. He only saw a big belly full of sutures and couldn't see his legs.
There is a large mouth on the high bulging belly, surrounded by sharp teeth. The intestines in the belly can be clearly seen. Kane feels that he can control the intestines and become a terrifying weapon.
"This is abomination, I turned into a terrible abomination."
Kane sat on the ground slumped, reciting his memories bit by bit, Thrall's wedding, Garrosh's intimidation, victory in the arena, and Nazgrin's torture.
Kane roared angrily. It was not the cry of a tauren, but a sinister howl of hatred.
This body is very excellent, possessing terrifying strange strength, which is at least ten times greater than what it was in life, and is very flexible.
But that's not what Kane wants.
"Are you satisfied with this body, Cairne Bloodhoof? Look at this fine bones, this greasy carrion, and tough fat intestines, one of Antonidas' most perfect works."
A familiar voice came, it was Sylvanas.
Kane turned around nimbly and saw the small Dark Queen, not even as big as the meat cleaver in her left hand. Kane asked angrily: "Did you turn me into this?"
Sylvanas said apologetically:
"I'm sorry, Kane, your body is rotten inside and out. Even the most skilled priest can't heal you. I know your unwillingness, so I resurrected you as an undead. In order to prevent Garrosh
My suspicion can only turn you into this. Don't worry, it's easy for the undead to change their bodies, and you won't always be like this."
Kane understood the social structure of the Forgotten. The Forgotten had a strict hierarchy. Sylvanas had the power of life and death over all the Forgotten. She could only ask helplessly:
"Sylvanas, what do you want me to do?"
Sylvanas' eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and she said with hatred:
"Kane Bloodhoof, like you, I have a deep hatred for the orcs. I will never forget the night when Silvermoon City was massacred by the orcs. But now that the orcs are powerful and have mysterious supporters, we must choose to endure it and work in the dark.
Gather strength and expand the power of the Forgotten."
"I am very willing to fight for you." Kane said loudly: "But what's the use of just me? I need a strong army."
Sylvanas smiled slightly and gently raised her right hand. Dark aura condensed in her palm, showing a scene deep underground.
Although the warp illusion only lasted a few seconds, Kane had enough time to clearly see that it was a huge legion of abominations hidden in the caves beneath the Undercity.
Sylvanas said in a cadence:
"I bribed the orcs' logistics personnel, and almost all the bones of the tauren eaten by the orcs were transported to the Undercity. The Forsaken mage used spiritualism to summon the souls of the tauren to create this abominable army. Now it only
There is a lack of a leader.”
Kane smiled miserably and said: "We tauren are really pitiful. We were eaten by orcs in life, and we have no peace even after death. We were made into forgotten people and served the tribe."
Sylvanas said seriously: "All this is for revenge against the orcs."
Kane shook his head: "Sylvanas, what controls you is not hatred, but your burning ambition."
Sylvanas looked solemn: "Kane Bloodhoof, I hope this is the last time you refute me."
Kane said helplessly: "Okay, Queen of Darkness, please give the order."
Sylvanas said ambitiously: "First, destroy the Kingdom of Gilneas."
Theramore.
Darius Crowley woke up from a hangover with a splitting headache. He suddenly received an order and was summoned by Queen Jaina.
Darius muttered dissatisfiedly and dressed up with the help of his soldiers.
He was originally a Gilnean lord, owning a vast land inherited from his family, and his power in the Kingdom of Gilneas was second only to King Genn Greymane.
King Greymane, like his father, pursues a policy of isolation from the country. Even when the seven human kingdoms were threatened by orcs, he only sent a few soldiers to fight in a symbolic manner.
This caused dissatisfaction among the nobles headed by Darius, who protested many times, but King Greymane never accepted it and continued to go his own way.
After the Second War, King Terenas established an orc asylum, and his ambition to conquer the world with the help of orcs became clear.
In order to prevent the invasion of orcs, Greymane built the famous Greymane Wall and deliberately gave up a large area of land in the southern Silverpine Forest, which originally belonged to the Crowley family.
Land is the foundation of the nobility, and the Crowley family has been severely weakened. As a lord, Darius publicly protested and led Gilneas's few navy to join Jaina.
"Gianna!"
Thinking of this equally ambitious woman, Darius shook his head in disappointment.