The Raging Rift in the Dark Lane area of Orgrimmar was originally a cave that led deep underground, directly to the lava, and was home to a large number of elemental creatures.
At the beginning of the establishment of Orgrimmar, the orcs had not yet gained a stable foothold, and Thrall reached an agreement with the elemental creatures in the Raging Rift to non-aggression.
As the orcs gradually gained a foothold, Thrall immediately turned against him. On the surface, the orcs abided by the agreement, but secretly sent adventurers to invade the Raging Rift.
Due to the continuous efforts of the adventurers, there were fewer and fewer elemental creatures in the Raging Rift. After Garrosh became the warchief, he simply tore up the agreement and wiped out the Raging Rift in one fell swoop.
Now, the Raging Rift has been transformed into an underground fortress, with Garrosh's new throne at its deepest level.
The divine envoy brought Thrall to Garrosh's throne and ordered:
"Thall, the moon god Elune is very optimistic about you. I hope you will not disappoint the moon god's expectations."
Thrall grinned and said with a serious face: "Master God Envoy, please tell the moon god Elune that I will definitely win."
The divine envoy glanced at Garrosh and solemnly announced: "Only one orc can ascend to the top and become king today."
On the throne, Garrosh watched the emissary leave and understood something.
No one can achieve success casually. The mysterious existence behind the scenes is willing to help Garrosh, but the test from the moon god Elune is the price Garrosh must accept.
Thrall looked at the throne room. There was a red crystal in front of Garrosh and a purple heart hanging on the ceiling, which was the dark heart of Y'Shaarj.
"Garrosh!" Thrall said with a nostalgic look: "You still remember that in the early years, I sent people to invite you from Nagrand. At that time, you were just a farmer who had never seen the world. It was I who made you see this flower.
World, I didn’t expect that today you and I would have to have a life-and-death showdown.”
"Thall!" Garrosh said with a ferocious face and an ugly smile: "Who brought us to where we are today, your ambition or my cruelty?"
"It's our destiny." Thrall sighed slightly.
Garrosh laughed. The red crystal in front of him showed the battle situation of Orgrimmar. Garrosh commented casually:
"Look at these poor bastards, Kor'kron Dark Shaman, Harom the Earthbreaker, and Kadris the Tidebinder. To be honest, I admired them very much, but it's a pity that they knew too much, so they had to die. Damn it.
, the abominable Gamor, he said that he was hanging on a big tree to boost morale, but his real purpose was to show his loyalty to the invaders and lead the enemy to Nazgrin."
Thrall seemed to be making things up: "I heard that you killed Nazgorin's family."
"He's just a loser. I never cared about him."
Thrall and Garrosh watched Nazgrim die in battle quietly, as if they were seeing a dog die in front of them.
Garrosh stood up and said condescendingly:
"It's getting late, Thrall, let's start a life-and-death duel. Before the Alliance and Horde kill here, the living can leave calmly."
The majestic power of the elements gathered around Thrall, and four huge figures loomed behind him.
They were representatives of the four elements of earth, fire, water, and wind, and they were willing to lend Thrall his power. Two of them were elemental lords, and the other two were traitors to their respective camps.
Thrall slowly raised his head. The power of the elements caused his appearance to change, and his facial features were full of majesty:
"I feel more powerful than ever before. Such vast elemental power seems to be able to control everything. Garrosh, you are somewhat sure of defeating me."
"The fate of us orcs has been doomed since birth. We must fight bravely for the limited living space. The losers will only die." Garrosh is preparing to fuse the dark heart of Y'Shaarj.
Thrall said calmly: "Garrosh, you and I have come to this point. You should know very well that we are just chess pieces. We can either fight each other on the chessboard, or we can reach an agreement in private so that everyone can survive.
"
Garrosh laughed and said, "So you are afraid of death."
Sal asked back: "Aren't you afraid of death?"
Garrosh's expression was solemn. With someone of their stature, who had enjoyed all the splendor and wealth in the world, had all the power for a while, and said the same thing, how could he be willing to die?
The so-called people who are not afraid of death are generally strivers, which can also be said to be on the road to success.
People who have truly reached the end of their power often cherish their own lives.
Garrosh hesitated for a while, understood Thrall's conspiracy, and sneered:
"I know what you are waiting for. When the Alliance and the Horde come to me, you can win without a fight."
Thrall reminded: "The elemental power lent to me by the divine envoy can only last until the alliance and tribe come to kill you. By then, if you have merged with Y'Shaarj's heart of darkness, who can kill you."
Garrosh came to the new throne room with this intention in mind. He didn't want to die in Orgrimmar.
"Sal, you have indeed seen through it. Yes, we will not die this way."
Rather than having only one person left in a life-and-death duel, it is better to cooperate tacitly and both of them can survive. Thrall and Garrosh are both smart people and know how to make choices.
The two quietly watched the invasion of the Alliance and the Horde. After killing Nazgrin and entering the underground fortress, the Alliance and the Horde suffered setbacks one after another. Malkorok was infused with dark energy, the trap guarded Pandaria's loot, and the bloodthirsty Thok
, the siege craftsman Heso, both brought a lot of trouble to the Alliance and the Horde.
Thrall asked with great interest: "I heard that the Klaxxi Heroes are the most loyal warriors among the Mantid. How come they are loyal to you?"
Garrosh shrugged and replied: "The Great Queen Xak'sir doesn't like them, and the Klaxxi heroes are just protecting themselves."
Sal sarcastically said: "What a pity, these bugs are not kind to others."
Garrosh disagreed.
After the defeat of the Klaxxi heroes, the elites of the Alliance and the Horde entered the throne room. The powerful elemental power surrounding Thrall quickly melted away, but Thrall showed a proud expression:
"Garrosh, your death has come. This heart is not the Dark Heart of Y'Shaar, but the heart of Raiden. The Alliance and the Horde have found a way to deal with it. Today is your end."
Garrosh looked slightly surprised, but then he looked relaxed and said with a smile:
"I see, but it won't affect anything. I have discovered another use for this heart and have been stalling for time, waiting to complete the spell casting."
Raiden breathed out a purple dark aura from his heart, covering Garrosh's body, and then Garrosh disappeared.
Sal was taken aback and whispered:
"Could it be teleportation in the void? Damn it, I actually let him escape."
After the teleportation was completed, Garrosh opened his eyes and looked around.
This was a dilapidated temple that had obviously been plundered. Everything that could be moved was gone. The turbid water flowed freely, and bloated corpses floated.
On the broken stone tablet at the entrance of the temple, Garrosh saw a line of words:
Qinglong Temple.
"It turns out that I was teleported to the Azure Dragon Temple in Pandaria."
The location of Raiden's heart is not fixed, and Garrosh hasn't fully figured it out yet.