Wojin led fifty evil orcs deep into the underground palace, and a cold breath came from him. Wojin felt uneasy and his back felt cold.
The ogre Jaina stared at Wo'jin sideways, and kept sneering. Wo'jin secretly looked at the ferocious ogre, and occasionally saw him sticking out his thick tongue to lick his lips.
"I will be eaten. This ogre is more useful than me. Thrall will not stand up for me."
There were many mogu statues in the underground palace. Wojin felt his scalp numb and hallucinations appeared in front of his eyes. The mogu statues seemed to be alive, staring at him and making strange sounds.
"You will be eaten."
Nothing is more precious than human life.
From Wo'jin's point of view, his life is the most precious, and nothing is worth paying for his life.
What's more, Thrall didn't even make an empty promise. What kind of justice did he let Vol'jin die? Why? Do you think I am that fool like Jaina?
The past with Thrall emerged in Vol'jin's mind. When he was young and frivolous, Vol'jin thought that as long as he was loyal and dedicated, he could win Thrall's favor.
He betrayed the Darkspear tribe and his father, but what did he get in exchange?
He is cautious and careful, and he is afraid of saying the wrong thing and being killed even if he is not careful. He is worse than a lowly slave.
"I've really had enough of this kind of life."
"Everything about saving Azeroth is a lie. Thrall is just trying to become the Beast Emperor for himself."
Vol'jin knew that the trolls had a short lifespan and would probably die of old age before Thrall became the Beast Emperor. If he could live a lifetime of wealth, what's the harm in helping Thrall destroy Azeroth?
It's a pity that if you can't even achieve this small luxury, you will die in this cold underground palace and be eaten by a ferocious ogre.
Vol'jin's heart gradually sank, and he was completely disappointed with Thrall.
"Maybe it's my turn to think about myself."
Wo Jin rolled his eyes, suddenly enlightened, and picked up his long-held dream.
"Why can't I become the warchief of the tribe? Garrosh and Thrall are at war with each other. The orcs have been weakened as never before. They have made enemies on all sides. Even the tribe is very disgusted with the orcs. Isn't this the best opportunity?"
Thinking of this, Vol'jin pretended to have a sad expression: "Jaina, I have to go for a while. You lead the team forward, and I will follow immediately."
Ogre Jaina did not suspect anything, waved her hand and said: "Go!"
Vol'jin ran to a corner of the underground palace. The ogre Jaina led the team a few steps forward, then suddenly turned around and secretly cried out for pity.
Vol'jin's intuition was correct; this ogre indeed intended to eat Vol'jin.
In order to prevent Wo Jin from using smoke bombs to escape, a magic spell was secretly left on his body to lock Wo Jin's location at any time.
Unexpectedly, Wo'jin directly used the teleportation item to disappear, and once again perceived Wo'jin's location, he was already thousands of miles away.
"The cunning troll."
The ogre Jaina snorted heavily, Vol'jin escaped, and the underground palace exploration was meaningless. The ogre led the team back to the surface.
"Vol'jin escaped, he betrayed you." Ogre Jaina sneered, looking like she was watching the fun.
Thrall jumped up in anger and cursed: "Wo'jin, you have disappointed me so much. I have put so much trust in you in vain. You can't even do this well."
After cursing for a long time, Sal calmed down, entered the temporary tent, and came out carrying a black package.
"Cowardly Vol'jin, let me show you the courage of this savior. A mere Mogu underground palace scares you so much that you run away. When I see you next time, I will put you on the dining table for a year.
Eat you slowly."
The ogre Jaina was secretly surprised and felt a terrifying aura in Thrall's package.
Originally, the ogre Jaina had evil intentions. If she could plot against Thrall in the underground palace, she could completely replace him.
This ogre once transformed into a human and entered Dalaran, but was not discovered by anyone. He transformed into Thrall and was confident that he could pass the fake as real.
But Thrall's package made the ogre give up this idea, and he did not dare to act rashly until he found out the truth.
The first floor of the underground palace only has mogu statues and a large number of murals, depicting an epic war.
The mogu built a bridge to the sky, broke the Titan shield covering Azeroth, and challenged the moon god Elune with the power of the entire clan.
This war with great disparity in strength ended with the defeat of the mogu people. Because of their fear of the moon god Elune, although the thunder god Ji Wudao was resurrected, the mogu people still chose to lie dormant and did not care about the size of Azeroth.
matters.
Sal was not interested in the content of the murals. He had greater ambitions and discovered a tunnel leading to the next level in a corner of the underground palace.
A few evil orcs went ahead to explore the way, and soon they returned safely.
We successfully entered the lower level of the underground palace. It was as wide as the upper level, but there were no murals. There was a tall statue standing in the center.
The surface of the statue is covered with dust and is more than fifty meters tall. It looks like a mogu, but it is slightly different.
"Who is this stupid guy?" Sal asked carelessly.
Ogre Jaina looked at the statue in front of her carefully and said uncertainly: "I have seen relevant records in the Dalaran library. He should be the first Mogu Norush, Raiden's assistant, and the Titan.
In his image the mogu were created."
Thrall nodded: "No wonder the Mogu tribe wanted to cast a statue for him. Jaina, where is the portal?"
Ogre Jaina shook her head and said seriously: "This is not a statue, he is alive."
"What?" Sal was shocked.
There was a trivial sound coming from the statue, and countless dust was scattered, filling the hall instantly. It was almost impossible to see, and Sal coughed violently.
The ogre Jaina wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack Thrall, but after taking a look at the package behind him, she gave up the idea and used magic to drive away the dust.
The tall statue opened its eyes and made a sound like thunder:
"Stop, outsiders, this is not where you should be."
Facing such a behemoth, Thrall did not dare to be presumptuous and whispered: "I am the savior of Azeroth. I have the mission of saving the world. Please let us pass."
Norush glanced at Thrall, then swept across the large group of evil orcs, and finally stopped at the face of the ogre Jaina. Norush shouted:
"Deep Corruptors are strictly prohibited from entering the central hall."
"What, you said we are deeply corrupted?" Thrall could no longer calm down and protested loudly: "I am the savior of Azeroth, and no one has a purer heart than mine."
Norush sneered: "If we let you in like this, you will definitely fail. You have all been corrupted by the evil disease called 'arrogance'. You are aloof and have evil intentions, and it will lead to your destruction."
Thrall's eyes rolled around, thinking about countermeasures, and the ogre Jaina asked:
"How can we get through?"
Norush replied: "If you want to defeat corrosion, you must first purify the corrosion in your heart. When you are ready to face your own inner demons, come and talk to me."
Thrall grabbed an evil orc and ordered: "Go and be purified."
The evil orcs didn't understand what was going on and approached Norush in confusion.
Norush shouted: "Light purifies everything, but it is never gentle. Be prepared to be purified!"
A beam of bright light shone down, and the evil orc half-knelt on the ground in pain, with a dark aura coming out of his back.