There is an error in the information coming from the blood trolls.
Daza originally thought that G'huun, who was sealed deep in Odile, would not have much intelligence and was as pure as a child who had never been exposed to other people.
Facts have proved that Dasa was wrong, very wrong.
G'huun is very smart, and can even be said to be quite cunning. His will spreads in the swamp with the power of blood, and he has long learned the wisdom of mortals.
In order to stop Hakkar, Dasa must convince G'huun.
"Great G'huun, what do you wish to gain?"
G'huun replied calmly: "People, faith, country, blood and soul."
Daza said cautiously: "The Zandalari Empire can provide everything you need, but Hakkar's conspiracy must be stopped. He wants to conquer the entire Azeroth, and he will never share it with you."
G'huun emphasized again: "Unless my true body is released, I am no match for him."
"No, I have a way. Half of the people of the Zandalar Empire are rushing to the City of Babel. When the people arrive in the City of Babel, Hakkar must be busy with his conspiracy. This is an excellent opportunity." Dasa.
The words speak the truth.
G'huun thought for a while:
"It is indeed a good opportunity. My blood plague can spread quickly from Nazmir to the City of Babel, infecting countless people. If I can gain millions of followers, it will be worth paying the price of a clone."
Dasa was overjoyed. G'huun was very smart, knew almost everything, and knew how to choose:
"A pleasure to work with, great G'huun."
G'huun whispered: "Hakkar has blocked my perception of the City of Heaven. You must tell me the correct time. If everything goes well, the Dark Empire of Blood will surely come to Azeroth."
Just when Daza thought everything was going well, three figures rushed to Odile, it was Thrall and his party. Thrall looked at the huge shadow of G'huun and said with a smile:
"Thall, the savior of Azeroth, has met the great G'huun."
Dasa's face darkened, and he secretly screamed in his heart that something was wrong, Sal's coming was not good.
G'huun's shadow looked at Thrall carefully: "I know you. You have the power of the bronze dragon in your body. You come from the distant future and are not a creature of this world."
Thrall smiled and said: "Yes, more than fifteen thousand years later, the orcs from the world of Draenor will occupy the entire Azeroth and become the masters of this world."
"Lie." Dasa gritted his teeth.
Thrall said without changing his expression: "We orcs massacre cities and annihilate countries. Even the wandering Draenei in the starry sky are no match for us. Both the Alliance and the Horde are just waiting to perish in numbness. The great G'huun
, as you are wise, you should know that what I say is not a lie."
As an ancient god created by Titan, G'huun had a unique way of collecting information. He was silent for a long time, as if he had seen through everything, and said slowly:
"You have killed countless people, and your hands are stained with the blood of innocent people, but you are called the savior. This world that confuses right and wrong will not change even in the distant future."
Thrall smiled proudly and said: "Great G'huun, your wisdom is as powerful as your majestic body."
"It's over!"
Daza was panicking in his heart. In the future Azeroth, the fragmented troll race is weak and has far less say than the outsiders orcs. Of course G'huun must cooperate with the strong ones.
"Sal, tell me your plan."
Thrall smiled proudly at Dasa and took out the time beacon from his arms:
"The bronze dragon obeys the orcs. They are the slaves of the orcs. I can open a time channel and order the bronze dragon to send countless orcs to help you unify Azeroth in this era. The great G'huun, you are
God of the orcs, your kingdom of blood will be realized in advance."
G'huun murmured:
"Interference with time will create parallel worlds. The future is unpredictable, but it has no effect on me. Compared with the cruel orcs, the Zandalari are bound by imperial power and have no creativity. They are just a dirty inferior race. They are very
Okay, Sal, as you wish."
Dasa's vision went dark and he almost fainted.
Thrall laughed proudly: "G'huun, I am very willing to become your subject."
G'huun said impatiently: "Let's get started, Thrall, you will become the first blood orc, and I promise that you will always be the leader of the blood orc."
Thrall opened his arms and raised his head, preparing to receive the infusion of blood power.
Mogaolei, who had been silent until now, smiled and said: "Congratulations, Thrall, you will become the mistress of the blood orcs."
"What, Mistress." Thrall immediately retracted his arm with a look of surprise on his face.
"Don't you know? Look at Dasa's appearance. To receive the power of blood, you must become a woman. Thrall, to be honest, I am looking forward to it." Mulgore smiled maliciously.
In Sal's heart, he would never change his gender for the sake of racial justice.
After all, in the orc clan, the status of women and men is very different. For example, when hunger strikes, female orcs have the obligation to become the food of men.
"Wait, G'huun, cooperation must be terminated." Thrall said hurriedly.
"Thall, do you want to refuse this great gift?" G'huun asked dissatisfied.
"I'm sorry, great G'huun, I must reconsider."
Thrall stepped back cautiously, worried that G'huun would forcibly infuse him with the power of blood.
G'huun noticed the power of the moon god Elune in Thrall, and even if he was forcibly transformed into the Blood Orc Matron, the moon god's power could be reversed.
"It's a pity, Thrall, that you missed a shortcut for the rise of the orcs." G'huun said regretfully. With the protection of the moon god Elune, G'huun did not dare to act recklessly.
Dasa breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he was secretly afraid of G'huun, wondering if he should sum up G'huun's weaknesses and then secretly inform Prince Dasa of this era.
"My loyal Blood Mistress Dasa, our cooperation is still effective." G'huun seemed reluctant.
Thrall wiped the sweat from his forehead and almost collapsed from fear. He hurriedly said goodbye to G'huun's shadow, and stumbled towards the Blood Swamp with Hagra and Modrok.
This farce was witnessed by Robbie.
As an ancient god created by the Titans, G'huun has no credibility at all. It is best for this despicable guy to be sealed deep in Uldir forever.
Robbie is planning his next move.
The day was approaching day by day, and many Zandalari trolls rushed to the Sky City in advance.
In order not to reveal the secret of the City of Tongtian, Emperor Atta ordered the people to live outside the city.
The food brought by the people was quickly eaten up, the Zandalari Empire's national power was exposed, and Emperor Atta could not produce enough food.
The empire is vast, there are more people on the road, and the promised date has not yet arrived.
Hunger can easily breed unrest.
Even though Emperor Atta has the Scepter of Darkness in his hand, which can calm the emotions of the people, he cannot produce food. In a few days, a large number of people will starve to death.
Emperor Atta really had no choice but to find Yekiya to discuss.
Yejia found Haka and suggested that the ceremony should be carried out in advance.
There are more than 10 million Zandalari people gathered in the city of Babel.
Assuming that half of the people are transformed into sons of Hakkar, it will be enough to conquer Azeroth.
Haka readily agreed, and the evil ritual was about to begin.