Thrall fell out of the end of time and fell into the mud. He raised his head and saw an adult bronze dragon lying in front of him. It was Anachronos, the son of Nozdormu.
Thinking of the torture and pain he suffered at the end of time, Sal was frightened and became angry, shouting irritably:
"Anachronos, you actually betrayed the great savior. If I hadn't been strong enough to destroy all the enemies with one punch and end the end of time, you would never have come back. If you dare to deceive the great savior, you must be destroyed.
"
Anachronos had no expression on his face, and someone kicked Thrall hard from behind.
"Get up, Sal, I know everything that happens at the end of time."
Thrall quickly got up, showed a flattering smile, and looked at the angel in a flattering manner.
The divine envoy said in high spirits: "Saar, congratulations on getting the inheritance of the only beast."
Thrall scratched his head in embarrassment. The only inheritance the Beast Emperor gave him was to make Thrall realize his destiny. He would be the future Beast Emperor.
But remembering that the Beast Emperor was just Elune's test subject, Thrall's face looked very ugly.
Seeing Sal's strange expression, the envoy said calmly:
"Don't worry, you are different from the One Beast. This timeline is the main timeline of Azeroth, and it is also the true identity of the moon god Elune. The purpose of conducting experiments in other timelines is to ensure that this timeline is foolproof.
."
"Will I become a great Beast Emperor?" Thrall asked with no confidence. After all, the Beast Emperor's achievements far exceeded Thrall's.
The divine envoy said solemnly: "Elune spared no effort to help the One Beast and achieved such great achievements. Do you think he is really capable? It is precisely because the One Beast has grown so smoothly and his temperament has not been tempered.
It is doomed to failure in the future."
Sal secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but when he thought about the trials and sufferings, his face suddenly turned blue.
The divine envoy was very unhappy and said: "Thall, no one can achieve success casually. The great moon god Elune has planned the path of the Beast Emperor for you. All you need to do is try your best to complete it. Don't let it down.
The expectations of the moon god Elune."
"I will try my best." Sal grinned, feeling uneasy inside.
The divine envoy narrowed his eyes slightly: "Thall, the first task assigned to you by the Moon God Elune is to go deep into the Twilight Trial and snatch an important treasure, which is crucial to your growth."
"What is the Twilight Trial?" Thrall asked.
Anachronos behind him explained:
"The Twilight Trial is a broken time and space flow. In a parallel time segment, Wyrmrest Temple was hatched by the ancient gods and occupied by the Twilight believers in our timeline. Their leader is the archbishop you are familiar with.
Benedictus.”
After hearing this, Thrall was slightly stunned and said without confidence: "I can smash the world of Azeroth with one hand. I don't know if I am the opponent of Benedictus."
The divine envoy shook his head and said sternly: "A true leader does not lie in his own strength, but in his noble charisma, which can restrain outstanding subordinates. You are the savior of Azeroth and enjoy a very high honor. All you need is
If you raise your arms, there will definitely be a large number of cannon fodder gathered."
Thrall said with a ferocious face: "Cannon fodder is of no use. I need real strong men to work for me. Damn it, they won't listen to me."
The countless powerful people in Azeroth have different ways of getting information than ordinary people, so they will certainly not be deceived by Thrall's savior's lies.
The divine envoy smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have found the real elite for you."
Sal was overjoyed, but then he became suspicious.
A major event like saving Azeroth, which brings both fame and fortune, has always been a hot pursuit. How could a noble person give up on reaping the benefits?
Sure enough, Sal guessed it right, and the envoy whispered:
"The Alliance and the Horde each sent two elites, led by Med'an, son of Medivh. A total of five saviors will assist you in completing your mission."
When he thought of the Beast Emperor, Thrall suddenly lost his favorable impression of Med'an and gritted his teeth and said: "Benedictus can defeat Med'an with one hand. He is just a useless waste."
The envoy ignored Thrall's comments and continued: "The alliance sent Boatis, the number one paladin in Azeroth, and Soft Gear, the chief archmage of Dalaran."
Sal had a premonition that something was wrong and asked cautiously: "Why have I never heard of them?"
The envoy glanced at Thrall with disdain:
"Boatis stood on the top of Blackstone Mountain and crushed Ironforge with one palm. Although Soft Gear was a female dwarf, she used the magic of enlargement to crush Stormwind City with one foot."
Thrall was puzzled. After all, Ironforge and Stormwind City were still fine.
Anachronos said tactfully:
"That is what is destined to happen in the future. Although Boatis can't even defeat a murloc now, he is the brother-in-law of Alpha, the powerful Duke of Stormwind City. The dwarf female mage Soft Gear has not yet learned the fireball technique, but she
He has an unusual relationship with High Craftsman Mekkatorque."
Thrall felt dizzy. What kind of teammates were these?
The divine messenger said calmly: "The tribe has sent the invincible Great Ax Orc Drix. Hellscream, the strongest stalker in Azeroth, and the Forgotten Avroya Windrunner."
Upon hearing the name "Hellscream", Thrall jumped up in anger: "Another scum of the Hellscream family. I refuse to have orcs from the Warsong clan in my team."
"Lord Savior, don't worry." Anachronos said:
"Dryx Hellscream is the son of Warchief Garrosh. He hasn't been born yet. Well, I doubt his mother has been born either. Afroya Windrunner is the daughter of Sylvanas and the Blightcaller.
, the technical problem of the Forsaken giving birth has not yet been solved.”
Garrosh and Sylvanas actually fought for the honor of saving Azeroth for their unborn children. Thrall didn't know what to say for a moment.
Including Med'an, these five teammates are here to gain glory, so naturally they won't do the dirty work. What's more, the two members of the tribe are not born yet, so they can't count on it at all.
Sal said helplessly:
"I need real masters, unapologetic devotees, idiots who hide behind the scenes."
The divine envoy took out a list and handed it to Thrall: "Listed here are the real masters you need. Anachronos will help you gain their loyalty."
Thrall took a careful look at the names above and nodded. There is no need to question the strength of the strong men on the list, but it is difficult to win their loyalty.
Who would accept such an unreasonable request to risk their lives and "take off their clothes and hide themselves and their names" and "make wedding clothes for others"?
The envoy secretly sighed, shook his head and said, "Sal, I see giving up on your face. You disappoint me very much. Okay, I'll leave these things to you."
What the divine envoy handed over was a stack of talismans with milky white runes drawn on them.
This is the most advanced enslavement spell, drawn by the Moon Goddess Elune himself. As long as you sign your name on it, even the five guardian dragons must obediently become Thrall's slaves.