All five thousand orcs fell to the ground, and Malkorok vaguely saw a troll wearing a high golden crown, with a proud smile on his gloomy face.
The dark prophet Zul appeared on the top of the cauldron, followed by a large group of trolls. It was the five thousand missing tribesmen who have now become Zul's loyal subordinates.
"Stupid orcs, who said you have to eat food to get poisoned? The aroma of food is also a toxin."
Zul opened his arms and praised loudly: "In praise of the great Emperor Achilles, the Zandalari Soul Praise written by Loa will be revealed again, and we trolls will be united again."
Unbridled laughter came, Zur looked back displeasedly, and when he saw a wretched figure, the lizard man Jiehan couldn't help laughing:
"Zul, are you satisfied with the gift King Xion gave you?"
Five thousand loyal trolls made Zul no longer alone. Of course he was very satisfied, but he frowned and asked doubtfully: "Thank you King Xion for your generosity. I saw the sarcasm in your smile. You
There must be something you are hiding from me."
Jiehan winked. In the palace of Mogushan, the status of lizardmen is higher than that of trolls. They are not afraid of Zul and neither humble nor arrogant.
"Dark Prophet Zul, maybe Zandalari's soul praise really exists, but the song I just taught you is definitely not?"
Zul was taken aback and asked: "It can arouse the soul resonance of the trolls, recall the glory of the past, and come together for a common purpose. What is it if it is not a tribute to the soul?"
Jihan explained in a low voice:
"You can think that this is a relatively weak whisper of the ancient gods directed at the trolls. I'm sorry, I lied to you. The mogu did not record the songs of the Zandalari Empire ten thousand years ago, although the mogu did.
They have a more glorious and great history than the trolls, but the mogu people never remember the history and only focus on the future."
The wrinkles on Zur's face deepened, he fell into deep thought, and once again was shaken by his ideals.
The lizard man Jiehan danced and said with a smile: "A total of five thousand orcs, what a perfect test subject, I want to conduct my favorite living experiment."
There are not many lizardmen in Mogu'shan Palace, and they cannot carry five thousand orcs.
Zul commanded his trolls to help and send these unconscious orcs into a huge room.
The lizardmen use a special curse to put them into a petrified state to prevent them from gradually losing their vitality.
The hundreds of thousands of Pandaren from the Golden Lotus Sect also received the same treatment. How to deal with this group of Pandaren must follow the orders of the Mogu.
Ten orcs were sent to the laboratory as test subjects. Dozens of lizardmen jumped up and down, skillfully playing with various knives and cutting off the flesh and blood of the orcs to conduct various weird experiments.
King Xion took Lao Xianglong back to the Mogu'shan Palace. Jihan's experiment had achieved initial results, and he came to the throne to report to King Xion:
"There are two pieces of news, one seems like news, and the other is bad news. The good news is that the flesh and blood of orcs can prevent the curse of flesh and blood. The bad news is that only the blood crystals extracted by ten orcs can meet the needs of a mogu. If it is a demon
The strong men of the ancients needed more orcs."
King Xion looked gloomy and asked: "In other words, five thousand orcs can heal up to five hundred mogu. Do you have any way to copy the orc blood crystal?"
Jiehan shook his head: "Unfortunately, the two mysterious forces in the orc's body have reached a delicate balance. This is very magical and cannot be replicated by current technical means."
King Xion stood up and said condescendingly: "Mogu sleepers exceed one million, which means we need tens of millions of orcs."
Lao Xianglong interjected: "The Mogushan Palace lost five thousand orcs in one fell swoop. Garrosh is definitely not a fool. I'm afraid he will be more cautious in the future."
King Xion sat on the throne again, thought for a long time, and said dissatisfiedly: "Jiehan, order the Soul Master to conduct espionage activities. You can pass the message on my behalf. You know I am too lazy to see them."
I don’t know how long it took, but Malkorok gradually woke up and found that he was tightly restrained on the test bench. He witnessed the lizard man cutting the orcs with his own eyes. No trace of flesh could be seen on the clean bones. Malkorok was frightened.
, hurriedly begged:
"I am willing to surrender. I don't want to die. I know many secrets of Orgrimmar."
Lizardman Jiehan looked at this "brave" orc and said with a smile:
"You will not die, you will live well and live longer than other orcs. You are the hope of the Mogu tribe."
There were footsteps behind him, and a panda man strolled over.
Judging from his attire, he is a member of the Golden Lotus Sect, but his eyes are gloomy, majestic, and he has an aura of calmness and self-importance.
"A strong orc claims to be brave, but is ridiculously cowardly. How does the orc combine courage and cowardice? I am very interested in this. Little lizard man, I like this orc, and then I will leave it to you
Me, his soul must be very delicious."
Jiehan stepped aside respectfully and whispered: "Yes, Lord Shan Jihai."
Hearing this name, Zul on the side was frightened and his heart trembled, remembering an ancient legend.
In order to fight against the increasingly serious curse of flesh and blood, a group of crazy mogu people came up with a cruel way to simply give up their physical bodies and transform into pure soul creatures.
After years of exploration, this group of lunatics succeeded.
They are the notorious "Soul Claw Sect" among the Mogu clan. The Soul Claw Sect makes a living by devouring souls. They have no fixed body and steal the bodies of other races to survive. Changing their bodies is as easy as changing clothes.
The Soul Claw Sect got rid of the curse of flesh and blood, but it also paid a price. When it lost its body, it also lost its powerful strength. The Soul Claw Sect is proficient in soul magic, but its own strength is not strong.
Shan Jihai is a soul master of the Soul Claw Sect. He has taken over the body of a member of the Golden Lotus Sect and has lived in the Valley of Eternal Blossoms for many years without anyone noticing.
Malkorok clearly felt that the eyes of this pandaren were filled with magic. He was clearly aware of the extreme danger, but he still couldn't help but look at it.
Shan Jihai stared into the orc's eyes, and the strange vortex in his pupils rotated rapidly. Malkorok felt that he was light and flying in the air like a bird, gradually losing weight.
Not long after, Malkorok's eyes dimmed, and his soul had been swallowed up by Shan Jihai. Tasting the delicious soul and looking through his memories, Shan Jihai said in shock:
"What a terrible discovery. It turns out that Garrosh, like Thrall, has the support of a mysterious power behind him. Jehan, report to King Xion immediately. You know I hate him very much."
Jihan hurriedly ran to the ancient throne room. Shan Jihai took a deep breath. The pandaren's body fell softly, and a dark breath floated out and penetrated into Malkorok's body.
"Malkorok" slowly opened his eyes, revealing a cruel and fierce light, and sneered at Zul on the side: "Dark Prophet Zul, I replaced this orc and obtained his body and memory, you know
The fewer people there are, the better. Do you know why you are allowed to watch from the sidelines?"
Zul looked pale and replied anxiously:
"If you need help, I'm more than willing to cooperate."
"Markorok" smiled and nodded:
"Orcs are cowardly and arrogant at the same time. If they learn that a humble troll defeated the orcs, they will definitely be very unwilling and send more orcs to destroy you."