Among the many races in Azeroth, the combat talents of goblins are not outstanding, their magic affinity is very poor, and their physical fitness is at a disadvantage.
However, the goblins are good at inventions and creations and have strong business acumen. If they can make full use of their shrewd minds, they are very likely to become a powerful race.
Unfortunately, things went counterproductive. In the world of Azeroth, the goblins were in a rather embarrassing situation and had to rely on powerful races to survive.
This is related to the greed of the goblins. Although there are enviable super rich people among the goblins, the common people of this race are definitely not happy, and the gap between the rich and the poor is very wide.
The goblins in Bilgewater Port, in particular, were living in purgatory. It was normal to work to death. Kael'thas secretly observed one of the factories and found that a new batch of goblins would be replaced every three days on average.
The evil god-like monster in the center of Bilgewater Port made Kael'thas feel terrified. If such a creature spread all over Azeroth, it would be like hell coming to the world.
Kael'thas was driven by rage, a fire burning in his chest.
Late one night, as the goblins were working day and night as usual, a blazing flame suddenly appeared in the sky above Bilgewater Harbor, like a small sun.
Kael'thas did not want to break up with Thrall, Jaina and others, so he did not reveal his identity. He hid in the center of the flames and cast spells.
A large number of red-hot rocks fell from the sky, and it was like a meteor shower in Bilgewater Port.
First, the castle in the center of Bilgewater Port was burned to the ground, and the monsters created by Wrathion were burned to the ground. His dragon research laboratory was not spared either.
As a descendant, preservation of life is the first priority.
Wrathion did not hesitate at all, and immediately cast teleportation to escape. This strange teleportation spell was different from the magic principle of Azeroth, and Kael'thas was unable to stop it.
But this did not affect the plan. Kael'thas targeted Thrall and Jaina's residence.
Thrall and Jaina were tasting the delicious charcoal-grilled goblins. The cleanly washed goblins were put into skewers and roasted on the red charcoal fire.
Because special black magic is used to protect the brain and vital organs, they are still alive when their bodies are cooked.
Sal liked this cruel feeling very much and proudly showed off:
"This is a fine tradition in our Draenor world. Only by eating living creatures can we increase our courage. Dead meat has no soul and will only turn orcs into cowards. This is the secret why we orcs would rather die than surrender.
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Jaina took a small bite of the charcoal-grilled goblin meat and nodded: "I admire the courage of the orcs."
Thrall grinned and said cruelly: "Jaina, you know me. I am the bravest hero in the history of the orcs. I take life and death very lightly. Nothing can make me surrender. This is all because I like to eat alive."
The cause of things.”
Seeing that Thrall provided delicious food, Jaina praised her a few times against her will: "You are the great savior, the first warrior of Azeroth, who can be braver than you."
Thrall ate goblin meat with a big mouthful, and his expression gradually became serious: "To put it humbly, I am the upper limit of courage in Azeroth."
Before he could finish his words, a sound like thunder suddenly sounded. Following several loud noises, the earth trembled, and the flames of Bilgewater Harbor shot into the sky.
Unable to sense the fluctuations in magic power in advance, Jaina judged from this that she had encountered an unmatched opponent, and her instinctive reaction was to open the portal and escape.
Unfortunately, Jaina failed and the space was imprisoned.
There was chaos in Bilgewater Port. The hard-working goblins didn't know what was happening. They mistakenly thought that a natural disaster was coming and wandered around like headless flies.
Rumble.
Several meteorites fell towards Thrall's residence, very skillfully smashing the surrounding walls, but not harming the people inside.
Thrall was holding a roasted goblin in his mouth. The goblin bared its teeth, but could not make a sound. Fear, grievance, and helplessness were all on its face.
Opposite Thrall, Jaina was sucking the brains of a living goblin.
This scene was exposed in front of many goblins.
Kael'thas used magic to disguise himself and made a hoarse voice: "Thall, Jaina, Warchief Garrosh asked me to say hello to you."
Jaina was very frightened. Such a powerful mage had never been heard of before, so she made a "reasonable" guess that it was probably the same descendant as Wrathion.
While Jaina was thinking about countermeasures, Thrall had already taken action, bending his legs and kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to the big fireball in the sky.
"Spare my life, I am willing to surrender to Garrosh. As long as I am not allowed to die, I am willing to become Garrosh's slave."
The upper limit of Azeroth's courage was so easily begged for mercy. Jaina secretly regretted it. After all, she was a woman and she couldn't let go of her face. There was a big gap between her and the savior Thrall.
Kael'thas said coldly: "I don't need to judge your crimes. Let the goblins of Bilgewater Port punish you and see how they treat you."
Thrall's body flew up, and several iron sticks used to roast gnomes penetrated his limbs and were firmly nailed to a wooden door.
Jaina forced a smile and was about to say something.
Unfortunately, Kael'thas, who had returned from death, no longer cared about her, and used mana burning on Jaina mercilessly.
The magic power in Jaina's body burned out quickly, causing her great pain. She fell to the ground weakly. Before the magic power was restored, she was as weak as a baby.
After burning several important factories one after another, Kael'thas felt that it was enough, so he quietly became invisible and watched from the side. The fireball in the sky disappeared.
Kael'thas needs to observe the reaction of the goblins, whether to resist or surrender when faced with the demon that eats their compatriots alive.
Many buildings in Bilgewater Port were burning. After noticing that the intruders had left, the panicked goblins gradually regained their composure, and many goblins spontaneously gathered around Thrall and Jaina.
Dozens of goblins struggled painfully on the oven.
On the long table were various knives and forks, sharp axes, delicious sauces, and the broken limbs of goblins.
A half-eaten goblin writhed feebly.
Both man-eating demons lost their fighting power.
Both expected and unexpected.
Most of the goblins were hesitant, but a few clever goblins had already taken action. They all knelt on the ground, and one goblin cried bitterly:
"Great savior Thrall, nothing happens to you. How can we live without you?"
Several goblins carefully rescued Thrall and bandaged his wounds.
Jaina was also treated properly. Several goblins helped Jaina up and sit up, and one goblin found a mana potion from Jaina's backpack.
After taking the mana potion and regaining a little mana, Jaina's face gradually turned red and she felt much better.
Thrall grinned in pain: "You have done a good job. Azeroth is full of dangers. Only I, the great savior Thrall, can protect your safety."
The goblin greeted him with greetings and kept saying flattering words. The shrewd goblin knew that gaining the favor of the savior Thrall would be an excellent opportunity to rise to the top.
Kael'thas on the side couldn't help but shake his head, feeling disappointed in his heart.
The same goes for the miserable goblins, and the relatively better-off blood elves can only make similar choices.
Kael'thas extinguished his desire to save the blood elves.
Suddenly, the roar of artillery fire came from the port.