"Where does the Great Prophet live?" Robbie pressed.
The fat orc hesitated for a long time. Seeing Benedictus glare, he timidly replied:
"The Great Prophet lives in the shade of a giant tree, a forbidden area for the Devourer."
The fat beastman only knows the approximate location of the giant beast's shadow. According to the proportion, it should be in the liver of the Beast Emperor, as if there is a small tumor growing on the liver.
The Beast Emperor was still alive, and dark magical energy surged and flowed in his veins. The plague attached to this energy and quickly spread throughout the Beast Emperor's body.
In the liver of the Beast Emperor, the plague multiplied rapidly and successfully found the shade of the giant tree.
The plague infected the nearby area, and countless ooze monsters grew. A magnificent city of the undead was built next to the shade of the giant tree. They built the Hall of the Dead and the Mage Tower. With the help of the Mage Tower, the three of Robbie teleported to the shade of the giant tree.
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The shade of the giant tree was covered with a layer of milky white energy. There is no doubt that this is the power of the moon goddess Elune, who is protecting Malfurion.
The rise of the Beast Emperor must have been aided by Elune. The moon god Elune was playing tricks on the Beast Emperor's body again, causing a large number of orcs to replicate like a virus.
What does this mean?
Robbie shook his head, maybe Malfurion in this timeline could know something.
Unfortunately, these milky white lights are so strong that even though Robbie tried, he couldn't destroy them. He could only use the Eye of C'Thun to peer inside.
There is a towering tree growing inside the milky white shield, as lush and tall as the World Tree.
Upon closer inspection, it is made up of the souls of countless night elves. They embrace each other and cling to each other for warmth in this dark and desperate world.
Malfurion was sleeping on the stone slab under the giant tree. He probably felt Robbie's prying eyes. Malfurion suddenly woke up and looked around suspiciously.
Malfurion found nothing unusual. He stood under the giant tree, looking at the tall trees, with a bitter look on his face, and begged:
"Are you still unwilling to accept me? Let me live alone in this dark world and endure the darkness and pain. Endless years have passed and I have been punished. Please let me return to my tribe.
Hug it."
The giant tree roared, as if mocking Malfurion, coldly rejecting him.
"I shouldn't have served Elune, the moon god. I betrayed you."
Malfurion's nose felt sore and tears flowed down his face.
"Beast Emperor, Moon Goddess Elune, you all deserve to die, why don't you all die the same way?"
Malfurion was dejected, climbed back onto the stone slab, and closed his eyes.
The three of them returned to the Hall of the Dead and began to summarize and analyze the information they had obtained so far.
Benedictus analyzed calmly:
"The moon god Elune must have her own plan. She borrowed the body of the Beast Emperor to consume the number of orcs. This is exactly the same conclusion that Korgall came to."
In the body of the Beast Emperor, thousands of orc copies were dying every moment. This lasted for more than 20 billion years. The number of dead orcs was simply an astronomical number.
Vanessa analyzed: "Azeroth is a planet suitable for life. Even if the Beast Emperor launches a cataclysm and destroys all living things, life will repeat itself before long. I guess the Beast Emperor cleans up Azeroth regularly.
That's what caused Azeroth to become a Death Star."
Robbie nodded: "As long as the Beast Emperor is eliminated, Azeroth will be full of vitality again."
Benedictus said seriously:
"Don't forget the Moon Goddess Elune. As long as she is here, she may raise a new Beast Emperor at any time. I suspect that in our timeline, the Beast Emperor is rising."
Robbie thought seriously for a while: "I have a plan that may allow them to die together."
Suddenly, the surrounding temperature rose rapidly.
Robbie used holy light to protect the three people. He saw the plague corroding the ground and burning, and the surrounding walls burned red. Robbie responded quickly and used group teleportation to teleport to the inside of the mage tower. Fortunately, the portal here was not blocked.
destroy.
The temperature rose so fast that even the stones began to melt. Robbie and the other three hurriedly used the portal to leave. Just as the three figures disappeared, the mage tower collapsed.
The giant tree shaded the nearby undead base, and the blazing flames emitted light as bright as the sun. It was not long before it was burned into nothingness, and everything was gone.
No life can survive under this terrible heat.
Benedictus said uneasily: "The Beast Emperor already knows about our existence, and he is trying to destroy us."
Robbie sneered:
"This is a way to eliminate the virus in the body, but it is also a kind of harm to the Beast Emperor. He is dying and may not be able to bear it for long. It is time to start fighting back."
Robbie gave an order, and the plague dormant in the body of the Beast Emperor broke out at the same time.
Thrall woke up from the darkness.
There was a mirror standing nearby, and Sal saw a new face.
His face is not ferocious enough, and his fangs are not sharp enough.
The memories in his mind began to be replayed. Thrall recalled the experience of being blown up by "Medivh", and his face immediately turned pale. There was no doubt that this body was just a copy.
Eitrigg on the side was adjusting his collar. Seeing Thrall's ugly face, he consoled him:
"Don't worry, unless the Devourer destroys all our original bodies and copies, we will not die. As long as there is a copy, we can be reborn."
There were 100,000 copies in the first time, and the reproduction rate increased exponentially. The number of copies of Thrall in the Beast Emperor's body was simply countless.
Thrall muttered a few times in dissatisfaction, but then he felt very lucky, as this was equivalent to having an immortal body.
Inadvertently, Thrall saw a flash of dissatisfaction on Eitrigg's face.
Thrall's heart sank secretly and asked: "Etrigg, what are you dissatisfied with?"
Eitrigg didn't hide it either, with a cold smile on his face:
"Saar, the great prophet believes that you are the savior and the key to destroying the Beast Emperor, so he ordered me to take the risk to rescue you, otherwise you would have been eaten by the Beast Emperor and become a pile of excrement."
Sal widened his eyes and yelled domineeringly:
"Humble Eitrigg, you are so disrespectful to me! Do you want to die?"
Eitrigg said gloomily:
"Thal, this is not your timeline. I am one of the noble elders under the Great Prophet, and you are nothing. I just got the news that your clone performed too poorly, regardless of alertness.
Still, your combat effectiveness is unsatisfactory. Too many were wiped out by the Devourer. Even an ordinary orc is no worse than you. I doubt whether you are the savior."
"Damn Eitrigg, how dare you doubt my ability." Thrall roared angrily: "No one in Azeroth has ever dared to question the greatness of my savior Thrall."
Eitrigg sneered: "In addition to your poor performance, I haven't discovered your medicinal properties. Even if the Beast Emperor eats you, there will be no change. There are still many copies of you. I can't kill you. But.
I'm sorry, Lord Savior, you have been eliminated."
A dark force pushed Thrall, and he fell into boundless darkness again.
Thrall couldn't breathe, was in severe pain all over his body, and felt like he was about to die, waiting to be reborn in the clone body.
Several Devourers appeared next to Thrall. They did not kill him, but instead protected him with bubbles and entangled him tightly with tentacles.