Wrathion really had no choice. When he heard that Mrs. Guo Ya had a solution, he hurriedly asked:
"Ma'am, please speak quickly."
Mrs. Guo Ya blinked her big eyes and asked curiously: "The orcs have absorbed the power of the demon, are they still orcs?"
Wrathion thought for a long time and said with certainty: "Being infected by the power of the evil spirit is different from the original life form. From a flesh-and-blood creature to a demonized creature, it should not be considered an orc."
Mrs. Guo Ya whispered: "Some things will never be known until you try them. Prince Anduin possesses the terrifying power of the Holy Light, and may be able to resist the orcs infected by the evil demon."
Wrathion's eyes lit up. Anduin had endless power of holy light. He was a terrifying war machine.
If it weren't for the fact that he was helpless against the orcs, Anduin would probably be the strongest man in the Alliance and the Horde, and even the two guardians might not be his match.
"Okay, let's give Anduin a chance. It's really an advantage for him." Wrathion decided to give it a try.
Anduin was imprisoned in a dark dungeon, with dozens of ferocious orcs guarding him at all times.
Thrall treated the soldiers extremely cruelly. Even though the four gods had a sufficient supply of flesh and blood, the soldiers still did not have enough to eat every day.
Terrible hunger tortured the orcs, and Anduin felt that the eyes of the orcs around him were becoming more and more unfriendly, as if they were looking at a plate of exquisite dishes and would pounce on them at any time to eat them.
Anduin didn't dare to sleep, worried that when he woke up, his body would be missing parts.
He didn't know how long he had endured such a hard life. The cell door suddenly opened, and a long-lost ray of sunlight shone in. Anduin squinted his eyes, finally adapting to the light outside, and saw Wrathion standing in front of him.
"Prince Anduin." Wrathion said expressionlessly:
"Azeroth is facing life and death. Garrosh led a hundred thousand orcs to land in the Krasarang Jungle. Shouldn't you contribute."
Anduin shook his head in disappointment and said: "It's a pity that I can't do anything. I am a waste in front of the orcs. The Holy Light is scared to death of the orcs."
Wrathion stared at Anduin's face: "You don't need to deal with the orcs, you need to deal with the minions of the Sha."
"Evil?" Anduin was stunned.
Wrathion smiled and said: "The power of the Holy Light is the natural enemy of the evil demon. It is your turn to make achievements, Prince Anduin."
Anduin had already had enough of the dark cells and the smelly orcs. He just wanted to enjoy the beautiful sunshine, take a bath and have a good sleep.
"Okay, I will try my best." Anduin said.
Wrathion gathered a thousand elite orcs, and roped in Thrall and Anduin, preparing to teleport the ruins of Suzaku Temple at the right time.
The holy bell rings.
Garrosh's naked upper body was covered with sweat, and he kept ringing the holy bell, which consumed a lot of his energy, but his expression became more and more excited.
Forcibly infusing evil power is obviously not the right way. Only about one thousand of the five thousand orcs were left, and the rest died violently, and the ground was covered with a layer of blood and mud.
These thousand orcs are bathed in the aura of darkness. Their flesh and blood have been demonized and filled with explosive power. One demonized orc can fight against a hundred ordinary orcs.
No matter how you calculate it, this is a cost-effective deal.
As the demonization progressed to its most critical stage, Garrosh rang the bell more and more frequently.
The hands of the orcs turned into terrifying scythes, sharp bone spurs sprouted from the joints of their hands and feet, and tentacles sprouted from their faces.
Darkness shrouded a thousand orcs, leaving only the last step of demonization, growing a hard carapace.
At this critical moment, there was a flash of light, and a large group of orcs appeared in front of Garrosh. Wrathion opened his right hand, and two wind blades spun towards Garrosh.
A black shadow stood in front of Garrosh, and the wind blade was blocked.
Garrosh laughed:
"Wrathion, the Adventer, you are indeed here, do you think I will be unprepared?"
What blocked the wind blade was a tall orc, almost as big as a Gronn. His body was covered with thick carapace, and there was a billowing dark aura all over his body.
An orc who has already completed his demonization.
It turns out that Garrosh had already used the Holy Bell to demonize some orcs as a backup trump card.
Whoosh whoosh!
A few gusts of wind flashed by, and four more demonized orcs jumped out, surrounding Wrathion in the center.
Wrathion's expression did not change. A bright holy light suddenly lit up behind him. Anduin took action. The powerful holy light condensed into four spears and shot into the chests of the four demonized orcs.
The demonized orcs looked at their chests, and then their bodies collapsed, like ice and snow meeting flames, melting rapidly.
"The power of the Holy Light, Prince Anduin." Garrosh was taken aback, but remained calm and said loudly: "In front of the great orcs, the Holy Light must also surrender."
The demonized orcs were indeed afraid of the Holy Light. Wrathion breathed a sigh of relief, and another spear of holy light flew out, killing the demonized orcs who were protecting Garrosh.
Next, it was Thrall's turn to lead a thousand orcs to kill Garrosh.
Thrall held the Storm Hammer in his hand and shouted: "Garrosh, let us have a one-on-one duel."
Upon seeing this, Nazgrin led his generals to rush over. Each general brought a small number of personal soldiers. These were elite soldiers and stopped a thousand orcs led by Thrall.
"Your opponent is me, Thrall the World Destroyer." Nazgrin waved his battle ax and held Thrall's Storm Hammer.
"Go away, you are not qualified to fight with me."
Thrall concentrated the power of lightning and wanted to defeat Nazgrim in one fell swoop. Unexpectedly, Nazgrim was extremely cunning and dodged quickly. Thrall found it difficult to win for a while.
Although the demonized orcs have not completed the last step, they can join the battlefield at any time. Garrosh obviously does not want to give up. What he needs is the perfect demonized orcs, and he has not stopped ringing the holy bell.
Anduin condensed the powerful power of the Holy Light, and his target was a thousand orcs who had not yet completed their demonization.
Wrathion bypassed Thrall, and his opponent was Garrosh.
A bolt of black lightning struck Garrosh, but was blocked by the spinning drill.
The ground rose, and a huge steel scorpion emerged, protecting Garrosh.
Garrosh continued to ring the holy bell and sneered: "Anyone who dares to challenge the authority of the orthodox tribe will be torn into pieces by the Kor'kron Iron War Scorpion."
Wrathion took a breath, not expecting Garrosh to have such a trump card.
Nazgrin concentrated on fighting Thrall when he heard a voice in his ears:
"General, hurry up and stop Anduin, and Thrall will be left to us."
Nazgrim was familiar with this voice. Kor'kron dark shaman Harom and Kadris were always dissatisfied with Thrall. Nazgrim knew their abilities and retreated with a small group of soldiers to attack Anduin.
Chase in the direction.
Earthbreaker Harom looked at Thrall and sneered disdainfully:
"Thall, with the help of Medivh and the support of the Burning Legion, you have achieved what you have today. Unfortunately, you are not the most powerful shaman in Azeroth."
Tidebinder Kadris echoed: "Today is the day you die, and I will wear your head on a necklace as a trophy."
Thrall was paying attention to the battle situation at all times, seeing Wrathion being entangled by the Iron War Scorpions, and a thousand elite orcs being blocked by generals and soldiers. He was watching Prince Anduin, who had no time to kill the demonized orcs.
Fleeing in all directions with Nazgrin chasing him.
The situation was very bad and almost doomed to failure. The cunning Thrall had the idea of escape.